<?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-36843963</id><updated>2012-02-06T14:13:56.850+08:00</updated><category term='redness'/><category term='lessons learnt'/><category term='adrenaline rush'/><category term='school'/><title type='text'>burnt bananna...God is good</title><subtitle type='html'>hello...err..yes God is good. i'm burnt becuze i'm black ... err i meant tan xD</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>252</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-7764004418385187157</id><published>2012-02-06T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T14:13:56.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adrenaline rush'/><title type='text'>chased down a  thief</title><content type='html'>1.30.. my mom started shouting: "there's a man at our car!"&lt;br /&gt;.. mhmm must have forgotten to lock the door last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ran out.. barefoot... and chased after the dude.. very easy to spot since he was wearing a red shirt... he ran trough the ally.. and was in the next&amp;nbsp;neighborhood&amp;nbsp;when i saw him... i i just ran across without caring about the cars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made some right and left turns.. then i have no idea where he disappeared to after a turn.... looked left looked right, he wasn't there.. he climbed the fence.. so i ran with him on the other side.. then he climbed into yuk chai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i climbed the fence.. hoping to short cut him.... and sure enough i saw him climb out of yuk chai the other side... this time i was closer to him so i ran.. and sprinted ... 1 meter away from him.. he looked behind, and ducked.. i couldn't stop, hit his crouched body, flew over him.. and made a roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned around&amp;nbsp;garbed&amp;nbsp;him with a red neck choke (thanks syanon for training submission grappling with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clamed him down, and started to talk to him. in BM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his name? sining bin adnan. from sabah. 41 years old.. currently looking for a job. used to work in a factory.. McD's and KFC wont employ him cause they want young kids. he told me he took RM3 frolm the car... a few coins&amp;nbsp;dropped&amp;nbsp;out along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told him about&amp;nbsp;Christ&amp;nbsp;.. gahhh so hard to tell it to him in BM .. something abt nabi Isa, Yesus, gereja.. ect... was super close to Grace Assembly .. wanted to take him there, but he didn't want to, said that they would be scared of him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had no money, i couldn't give him any food, so i just prayed for him. i really hope he can get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me sorry for making my legs hurt, then we parted ways. i walked back limping. blisters on my feet. was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he stays in the pasar pagi at night. with a black shirt hanging there. i wonder when is the next time i'm going to meet him. and i wonder what i'll do if i meet another person like him.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-7764004418385187157?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/7764004418385187157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=7764004418385187157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/7764004418385187157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/7764004418385187157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2012/02/chased-down-thief.html' title='chased down a  thief'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-819659073232610667</id><published>2012-01-31T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T17:53:26.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons learnt'/><title type='text'>FRIENDSTER! Y U NO MORE?!</title><content type='html'>friendster is gone!?? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was what was written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="background-color: #e4f7f8; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #4488aa; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.25em; line-height: 1; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;4.10. Where did the photos, blogs, comments, testimonials and all the other content in my old Friendster profile go?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="questionsAnswer" style="background-color: #e4f7f8; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #404040; font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-style: inherit; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #404040; font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-style: inherit; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;As part of the reformat of the site, we had to remove some of the content of your profile including the photos, albums, blogs and most parts of the profile like the "more about " info, comments and the testimonials. Â&amp;nbsp;All these data had been&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deleted and can no longer be retrieved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered i logged in a few months back in 2011... haha amazing to see how tonnes of memories in photos and 'testimonials' could be just wiped out just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah was hoping to retrieve some old stuff form it, to print, probably make a scrap book or something... but i guess its too late now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but i guess its too late now" ... ???? what kinda statement is that?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #404040; font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: inherit;"&gt;so who cares if the past is wiped out.. i guess this is like a 'preparation' for when the 'new world order' comes into play.. haha... imagin all you've worked so hard for, all the time spent to achieve something ..... all take away from you, with out your consent.. gosh, life ain't fair, ten again, no one ever said it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: inherit;"&gt;no point ranting over spoilt milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: inherit;"&gt;so, just like what paul said in his letter to the philllipains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead"&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: inherit;"&gt;i too, shall look forward to what is ahead. everyday a choice is made, a chance to change. =D hopeful i've learnt whatever i need from the past, i'm bound to make mistakes in the future, but all i need to look forward to is the wonderful days i've got infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt: never trust technologies to keep our memories (including facebook?), its all in the head =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-819659073232610667?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/819659073232610667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=819659073232610667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/819659073232610667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/819659073232610667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2012/01/friendster-y-u-no-more.html' title='FRIENDSTER! Y U NO MORE?!'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-5971646292793658063</id><published>2012-01-28T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T13:12:43.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redness'/><title type='text'>the only thing constant is change</title><content type='html'>memories that wouldn't stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as much as i wanted them to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my brain was just degrading away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats why there was something i needed say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decades may pass with you by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it would have been like that if nothing changed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i wouldn't want to stay the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as if every day was spent in vain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had to make a move&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a big gamble it was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to step beyond the comfort zone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;into something that would bring the change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not&amp;nbsp;referring to the bad things i did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those were my sins, and i paid for it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm truly sorry for your heartbreak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was wrong of me to be such a ...... jerk&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now we both know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a mutual agreement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that both parties are set free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to wonder&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;own way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to meet new friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;along&amp;nbsp;life's&amp;nbsp;new path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bumping into old ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for an&amp;nbsp;occasional&amp;nbsp;laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been almost a year now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until the circumstances met&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even tough i sorta made a vow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had to take the chance of this set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to rectify things to rekindle memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to remind you of the love we once had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know why, along the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tainted it with my sin from far away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the words i chose,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the actions i did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wasn't in line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with what i said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i said things&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that didn't make sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you would still listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and understand them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is something you must know tough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because even you said you&amp;nbsp;preferred&amp;nbsp;it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be comfortable enough with someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and be able to speak with freedom in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i could choose to hide the things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some topics that were uneasy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but that would meant lies to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by no telling you the whole story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i agree i wasn't a good talker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never filtering what i said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neither was i a good listener&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still accepted all you did. (sorta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wondered why you were quite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why you didn't just talk it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remember i used to scold you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to not backspace your msn chat typo =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, i didn't really do my part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry i wasn't the perfect sport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pleasing you was something like art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i just missed a spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as much as i would love to be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when ever you needed me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you to know that i have my own story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i too was torn apart in agony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it wasn't easy, to choose what i&amp;nbsp;chose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after calling you sweet names&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for years as if there was no end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to finally say it, i had my own plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;physically, truly years had passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a time length never heard of in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but somehow or another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i stayed was a young fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a fool not because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but a fool not to have spoken to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;over the years we grew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i changed and so did you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you knew me and i knew you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we would go places with out a clue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but where ever you went, i never stopped you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for i knew you would always stay true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm do agree i'd confused you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;making you think i'll never leave you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if you saw me in the obituary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would have failed you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why it was so important for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to show you that there is more to life than me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make no doubt, you meant much if not all to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i couldn't just be with you and let it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were too many wonders for you to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i wanted, was to shared it with you, honey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time has passed, the chances has slipped by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing left, all that i can do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i lay on my bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll be praying for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-5971646292793658063?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/5971646292793658063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=5971646292793658063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/5971646292793658063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/5971646292793658063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2012/01/only-thing-constant-is-change.html' title='the only thing constant is change'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-53744385163819833</id><published>2011-12-19T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T00:30:16.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>school holidays! are here.. and gonna be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the optimist point of view:&lt;br /&gt;what a crazy busy one its been! i just love it when there's stuff to do and keeps me on my toes all the time. never a boring day at home and always out on the go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality:&lt;br /&gt;gosh i'm tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pessimist:&lt;br /&gt;can i swap places with someone who stays at home and sleeps the whole day? cause i really want a holiday to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balancing it:&lt;br /&gt;in life, which poin of view we choose. does make the&amp;nbsp;difference&amp;nbsp;for our future.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anways all in all, i thank God for the memories and opportunities. met up with friends. got stuff done. learnt from mistakes. and.. excited for the new year? (i wish!) heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note: just came back from scouts camp. in templers. how i love the smell and feel of being in it. ahhh relaxing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-53744385163819833?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/53744385163819833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=53744385163819833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/53744385163819833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/53744385163819833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2011/12/holidays.html' title='holidays'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-5273979719839956541</id><published>2011-07-30T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T16:28:51.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back form PLKN</title><content type='html'>yup, i was in kumpulan 2 siri 8 / 2011...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who ever said PLKN was fun is.. not very correct&lt;br /&gt;i found it very suffering and boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but owh well, thank God for all things.&lt;br /&gt;made new friends there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was what made it worth the stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praise you God for all that has happened.&lt;br /&gt;the things You have&amp;nbsp;thought&amp;nbsp;me&lt;br /&gt;and showed me.. that it is possible to&amp;nbsp;pursue treasures that will last forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-5273979719839956541?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/5273979719839956541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=5273979719839956541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/5273979719839956541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/5273979719839956541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2011/07/back-form-plkn.html' title='back form PLKN'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1501880194843448295</id><published>2011-01-13T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T15:52:56.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>power supply adapters for guitar pedals</title><content type='html'>well, what does a RM100 PSU for a 9V guitar pedal have that makes it diffrent from a RM12 one?&lt;br /&gt;cheap powersupply units... can they be upgraded with just a few small componets so they provide equally good and clean power?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets find out what the net has to say abt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first ask uncle &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.my/images?hl=en&amp;amp;biw=1440&amp;amp;bih=809&amp;amp;tbs=isch:1&amp;amp;sa=1&amp;amp;q=power+adaptor+for+guitar+pedal&amp;amp;btnG=Search"&gt;google and find the images&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next click a few links that show schematics:&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.electro-tech-online.com/electronic-projects-design-ideas-reviews/22481-9v-2a-guitar-fx-pedal-power-supply.html"&gt;electro tech&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.generalguitargadgets.com/diagrams/ultra_clean_ps_sc.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://www.generalguitargadgets.com/diagrams/ultra_clean_ps_sc.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok so maybe i aint got any idea how to read this kinda stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another post by &lt;a href="http://blog.makezine.com/archive/2008/08/how_to_old_battery_simula.html"&gt;makezine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;err ok so whats the&amp;nbsp;difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i opened up the RM 12 one and there was just one transformer, a rectifier componet and a capacitor.. thats all. obviously expensive ones have much more components&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. and easy to understand one&amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.instructables.com/id/Build-A-Power-Supply-For-Your-Guitar-Pedals/"&gt;inscrutables&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.instructables.com/image/F3TIMLQG4UH938T/Build-A-Power-Supply-For-Your-Guitar-Pedals.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://www.instructables.com/image/F3TIMLQG4UH938T/Build-A-Power-Supply-For-Your-Guitar-Pedals.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i'm gonna read how to build one =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1501880194843448295?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1501880194843448295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1501880194843448295' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1501880194843448295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1501880194843448295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2011/01/power-supply-adapters-for-guitar-pedals.html' title='power supply adapters for guitar pedals'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-3081051142188875179</id><published>2010-12-21T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T00:01:40.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tron and SC2</title><content type='html'>just watched TRON! with jia ming and joshua chin ... erlier in the afternoon just finished Inception .. (man it was a good show until the end) .. and guess what? this two movies are so&amp;nbsp;similar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Inception is like.. matrix times 5 xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ong bak 3 is one of the best fighting shows ever man, and recommendations on other shows with some fight techniques?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw SPM isOVEWRERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yessssssssssss. freedom smells good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not going for prom on wednesday =( what a waste har&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starcraft 2 is an awesome game man, go play it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3081051142188875179?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/3081051142188875179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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term='school'/><title type='text'>just follow the marking scheme la .exam formats</title><content type='html'>blah, its no use if you study a subject and answer correctly.&lt;br /&gt;you need to know what the *toooot* format is to write in exam papers.. blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see my case: i've got written answer which make perfect sense, but just because i left out a few words and the teachers mark sooo&amp;nbsp;strictly&amp;nbsp;according to the marking&amp;nbsp;scheme&amp;nbsp;thats been given to them... i got it wrong =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, this is a ranting post =D yeah yeah so what if i got low marks for my trial exams =(&lt;br /&gt;you know what, and advice to teachers, just teach the marking scheme and screw the info in text books.&lt;br /&gt;i studied ok! my answers are correct!!! ... but because u so "no-use-brain" you just mark according to what you've never ever thought us in class .. so to make less students feel depressed, teach the *toot* way you all mark it laaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio-paper 3 part A&lt;br /&gt;BM-Rumusan (ok i got thought this one), pemahaman (pada pendapat saya......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most killer: moral- every single question got format, and you have to salin the whole soalan into your answer (super dumb.. its like ... err.. nvm), part B: the huraian for the nilai must link to the situasi??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.... err.. many more lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out.. what happen to my bio for apparatus and materials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/TLMVgvKogzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/u0mjyJOQGTY/s1600/bio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/TLMVgvKogzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/u0mjyJOQGTY/s640/bio.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;me: "err teach, i got seperate wort.. all my apparatus on one line and my materials in the next"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: oh ok... you see you got 4 ticks for apparatus and 6 ticks for materials .. there is no such combination in the marking scheme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: my apparatus got the 60W lamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: oh in the marking scheme its written as "lamp with 40W bulb" where is your "bulb"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: yeah, its diffrent work.. a lamp and a bulb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: errrr....... but there i got write "ruler" for apparatus wort.. doesn't that count? its used to measure the distance of the hydrilla and the lamp rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... aiah "just follow the marking scheme la"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-no wonder they say we not creative or innovative-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3666720987935110823?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/TLMVgvKogzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/u0mjyJOQGTY/s72-c/bio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-664632213537778942</id><published>2010-10-08T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T13:02:06.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my very first cybercafe</title><content type='html'>on tuesday, right after school..&lt;br /&gt;beelee, chien choon, jeff teh, li ren , yi shien and jen yike and i went to INC to play starcraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oops, forgot to say something importantb efore that, TRIALS ARE OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;=D.. now just to wait for the results to come out ..errr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we played starcraft, left 4 dead and morden warfare 2.&lt;br /&gt;... the only game i've played is SC.. i totally died in the other two games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup, this memorable day ends my long streak of not suing a cybercafe comp for..... 17 years&lt;br /&gt;beat my record for those who still can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. but yeah.. for the sake of social life, i threw away my perfect record =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-664632213537778942?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/664632213537778942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=664632213537778942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/664632213537778942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/664632213537778942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-very-first-cybercafe.html' title='my very first cybercafe'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-4830493622537716346</id><published>2010-09-14T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T01:35:29.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AVR- automatic voltage regulators</title><content type='html'>i just opened up an old tape player, the power supply unit&amp;nbsp;fascinates&amp;nbsp;me. all those capacitors and transformers.&lt;br /&gt;took a really long time staring at that thing, looking at the schematics and figuring out how it works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went online to search about AVRs&lt;br /&gt;here's what i found:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;in wikipedia:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Automatic_Voltage_Regulator"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Automatic_Voltage_Regulator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; video from google ppl:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5wfv7RE_J4&amp;amp;list=QL"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5wfv7RE_J4&amp;amp;list=QL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got a lil carried off&lt;br /&gt;wooh look at how these ppl talk:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pK9wsf58a6Q&amp;amp;list=QL&amp;amp;playnext=2"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pK9wsf58a6Q&amp;amp;list=QL&amp;amp;playnext=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oO amplifier in a tin!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pQBAnjq6hKQ&amp;amp;list=QL&amp;amp;playnext=2"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pQBAnjq6hKQ&amp;amp;list=QL&amp;amp;playnext=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;match&amp;nbsp;missiles&amp;nbsp;=D&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ETnk9FYZRHM&amp;amp;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ETnk9FYZRHM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;utterly weird ... shrinking chip bags:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lhA4XCn2liQ&amp;amp;list=QL&amp;amp;playnext=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lhA4XCn2liQ&amp;amp;list=QL&amp;amp;playnext=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's these ppl from india i think, with Dynamic voltage regulator (DVR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YTO4us2jV6o&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YTO4us2jV6o&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end&lt;br /&gt;but there are already ppl who sell this stuff:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://powersolutions.com.my/catalog/Automatic-Voltage-Regulators/LYBRA-Single-Phase-Line-Conditioner-02kVA-15kVA/"&gt;http://powersolutions.com.my/catalog/Automatic-Voltage-Regulators/LYBRA-Single-Phase-Line-Conditioner-02kVA-15kVA/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still gonna try to build my own AVR one day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-4830493622537716346?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/4830493622537716346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=4830493622537716346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/4830493622537716346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 26px;"&gt;The opposite of resistance is conductance, a property that is measured in a unit called the mho (ohm spelled backwards).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 26px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.scienceclarified.com/Di-El/Electric-Current.html#ixzz0yg5s88qf" style="color: #003399;"&gt;Electric Current - body, used, water, law, type, chemical, characteristics, system, effects, principle, Current measurement, Characteristics of an electric current&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.scienceclarified.com/Di-El/Electric-Current.html#ixzz0yg5s88qf" style="color: #003399;"&gt;http://www.scienceclarified.com/Di-El/Electric-Current.html#ixzz0yg5s88qf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-8099356557163750834</id><published>2010-08-19T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T00:17:00.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fighting</title><content type='html'>wow.. pakistan's ehsan shafiq is a pro!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u0CIy9ZZEQE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u0CIy9ZZEQE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8DQgr2KNmU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8DQgr2KNmU&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-8099356557163750834?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/8099356557163750834/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-5671656335786422568</id><published>2010-08-09T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T01:35:39.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exercise video</title><content type='html'>no idea what to do for work outs?&lt;br /&gt;just go to youtube and search for them&lt;br /&gt;here's one about abs&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RY-N3qsDVlo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RY-N3qsDVlo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and just came back from the mightyminds&amp;nbsp;challenge&lt;br /&gt;it was hard! they tested us on so much general knowledge and also crazy math questions!&lt;br /&gt;thank GOd for beelee and david zach to calculate m&lt;br /&gt;alite, we got 4th place =D RM500 for the team =D yea&lt;br /&gt;have to open an RBH acc tough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-7429886388693078924</id><published>2010-07-26T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:56:14.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muscles man</title><content type='html'>it all started with watching qi gong:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qHL2PSpecI&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qHL2PSpecI&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to click onto other stuff&lt;br /&gt;woah strong guy:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Us-X_sE3pLM&amp;amp;list=QL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chin up inspiration:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RQmFvCtx_Io&amp;amp;list=QL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penny bomb:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/verify_age?next_url=http%3A//www.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3DskUlgy5Jkxo%26list%3DQL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-7429886388693078924?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/7429886388693078924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=7429886388693078924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/7429886388693078924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/7429886388693078924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/07/muscles-man.html' title='muscles man'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-2693838763395466789</id><published>2010-07-22T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:31:37.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>current and voltage</title><content type='html'>ah.. got problems with physics chap 2?&lt;br /&gt;current and voltage :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1xPjES-sHwg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1xPjES-sHwg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a very very indistructable thumb drive :&lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5591853/lacie-xtremkey-is-a-nearly-indestructible-thumb-drive"&gt;http://lifehacker.com/5591853/lacie-xtremkey-is-a-nearly-indestructible-thumb-drive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.... more electrical stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elgar.com/?gclid=CLXA483g_qICFcZS6wod7SeUeA"&gt;http://www.elgar.com/?gclid=CLXA483g_qICFcZS6wod7SeUeA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cedarberg.com/phaseconv.htm?gclid=CLHUsMjg_qICFdFR6wodOFb6cQ"&gt;http://www.cedarberg.com/phaseconv.htm?gclid=CLHUsMjg_qICFdFR6wodOFb6cQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-2693838763395466789?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/2693838763395466789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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day</title><content type='html'>i'll pump my bike tires to 45 or 50 psi next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventure.howstuffworks.com/outdoor-activities/biking/psi-mountain-bike-tires.htm"&gt;http://adventure.howstuffworks.com/outdoor-activities/biking/psi-mountain-bike-tires.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next on my list of things to get: a wool sweater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventure.howstuffworks.com/outdoor-activities/hiking/wool-when-wet.htm"&gt;http://adventure.howstuffworks.com/outdoor-activities/hiking/wool-when-wet.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot to make alot of stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://videos.howstuffworks.com/science/how-its-made-videos-playlist.htm#video-40579"&gt;http://videos.howstuffworks.com/science/how-its-made-videos-playlist.htm#video-40579&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;knifes&lt;br /&gt;, painball machine, guitar, popcorn machine, lockers, ect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recuva: for&amp;nbsp;retrieving&amp;nbsp;accidentally deleted files&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.piriform.com/recuva"&gt;http://www.piriform.com/recuva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-727939857599545168?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/727939857599545168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=727939857599545168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/727939857599545168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/727939857599545168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/07/learn-something-new-every-day.html' title='learn something new every day'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-5275187441113504556</id><published>2010-07-03T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T22:59:40.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surge protector</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://electronics.howstuffworks.com/surge-protector6.htm"&gt;http://electronics.howstuffworks.com/surge-protector6.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-5275187441113504556?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-7244931876020918963</id><published>2010-07-01T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T21:48:24.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>metal oxide varistor</title><content type='html'>aka MOV&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surge_protector"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surge_protector&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go check out my facebook for more photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=4568465&amp;amp;id=683077744&amp;amp;fbid=421043232744"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=4568465&amp;amp;id=683077744&amp;amp;fbid=421043232744&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;conclusion: i'm so gonna modd some extension cords&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are two websites i&amp;nbsp;found&amp;nbsp;quite&amp;nbsp;interesting&amp;nbsp;while looking around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webring.org/go?ring=esa;sid=18;id=18;prev"&gt;http://www.webring.org/go?ring=esa;sid=18;id=18;prev&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://talkingelectronics.com/CctSymbols/Circuit_Symbols.html"&gt;http://talkingelectronics.com/CctSymbols/Circuit_Symbols.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also &lt;a href="http://sol.gfxile.net/atanua/"&gt;atanua&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;go download it and try it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-7244931876020918963?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/7244931876020918963/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-8329093217166736169</id><published>2010-06-27T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T16:06:08.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CO2 car</title><content type='html'>just went for a CO2 car competition with jan yi, xing yao and amir ismail&lt;br /&gt;at taylors lakeside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got 2nd place, thank u God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and xing has alot of pictures in his phone,&lt;br /&gt;if only we had used this super oval flowmeters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RqDTwP1a6bo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RqDTwP1a6bo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch 0.35 it shows its air tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.8625plus2.com/products/ncg-en.htm"&gt;http://www.8625plus2.com/products/ncg-en.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-8326706715370303901</id><published>2010-06-10T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T00:00:44.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>i LOVE holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri-sun: ppbc church camp. mhmm we should be broken so we can be used by God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon: met up with kin ching and poh yee to discuss about camp. haha their all gonna &lt;s&gt;die&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;have a really nice time in camp.&amp;nbsp;cyling and parkour with kerwiin. took him on the super cruise hill at DJ that Sam showed me the other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues: taylors lakeside with poh yee, kah keng and tuck choi. we won first place in&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;amazing race. what a nice library they have. their round ball shapped chairs are really comfortable (i think from ikea?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weds: rock climbing at madmonkeyz wangsa maju with ken. we went in one hour earlier than the&amp;nbsp;opening&amp;nbsp;time. the lady there was really nice. four hours of rock climbing is fun! came back all the scouts equipment kena taken from my house, they (campers) dropped by while i was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs: bumz around. went out with joshua and kerwiin to refund a fallout3 non-working disc at atria and also later to look at paintball guns in glomac (al fariz there). went back to his "penthouse" to play borderlands and morden&amp;nbsp;warfare&amp;nbsp;2. (walau, play those games like super alot edi) also fixing poh yee's computer. i'm your grinnin' sapper: anything you need fixed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the future to come:&lt;br /&gt;fri:&amp;nbsp;what to &amp;nbsp;do on friday?&amp;nbsp;go visit the scouts who are camping in templers&lt;br /&gt;sat: street feeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there one whole week of holidays gone&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't read any books that can develop myself. sigh, how to help the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random&amp;nbsp;thoughts: oh when i grow old, and start touring the world i want to visit crystal palace/ caravan of crystal giants/ cave of crystal giants in&amp;nbsp;The Naica Mine of Chihuahua, Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s.ngm.com/2008/11/crystal-giants/img/crystal-cave-615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" 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title='holidays'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-5476748892595474681</id><published>2010-06-03T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T17:35:49.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>electric!</title><content type='html'>infinite power already&amp;nbsp;exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qPPBkhjp1fY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qPPBkhjp1fY&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is quite cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iFfhMR1uidg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iFfhMR1uidg&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright lah... if i become an engineer ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goal is to build small sized super power cells. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow there are so many types of wind turbines:&lt;br /&gt;check this one out.... it uses 'venturi'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=liZQPe-6_us&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=liZQPe-6_us&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you've got Theo Jansen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7Ny5BYc-Fs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7Ny5BYc-Fs&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-5476748892595474681?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/5476748892595474681/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-2754773786256692824</id><published>2010-06-02T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T22:01:51.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh you tube!</title><content type='html'>next up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9AOhPgCNJs&amp;amp;feature=fvw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9AOhPgCNJs&amp;amp;feature=fvw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6uhjDbVsuLM&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6uhjDbVsuLM&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=al-CxNrLo6k&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=al-CxNrLo6k&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F1cZUCzcYMI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F1cZUCzcYMI&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biomimcry!&lt;br /&gt;burning man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you tube later: solid edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh youtube is killing my time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Z8dFlVNrY8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Z8dFlVNrY8&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NImjxbWTZIU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NImjxbWTZIU&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-2754773786256692824?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/2754773786256692824/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1930849970458514069</id><published>2010-06-02T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T22:04:15.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running on water- Liquid Mountaineering</title><content type='html'>is it possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this video on facebook posted by michelle lee. it caught my attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/?ref=logo#!/michellelee288?v=wall&amp;amp;story_fbid=123834610982340"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/?ref=logo#!/michellelee288?v=wall&amp;amp;story_fbid=123834610982340&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i did some research about it&lt;br /&gt;googled :running on water.. but there were very few sites about it. one of it was about the jesus lizard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2004/11/1116_041116_jesus_lizard.html"&gt;http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2004/11/1116_041116_jesus_lizard.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhmm, just as my previous post "placebo" .. and always hearing talks from my dad about how powerful a force that can be generated by just "believing" .. i'm thinking it might be possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cause i've watched the show "breaking the magicians code" where this masked guy shows us how to do all the magic tricks. one of it was walking on water (and also flying for that matter... with steel cables) well to walk on water he used a transparent perplex glass which was just bellow the surface of the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there incidents of stuff that skim just above the water surface.&lt;br /&gt;like a spinning flat rock (this looks really cool to a person who has never seen it before)&lt;br /&gt;or the worms in worms world part (or worms armageddon) =P kerwiin would know what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's also the suft board. (but ofcause its made of foam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VJ5UWG0hRyM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VJ5UWG0hRyM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cause you've got the obvious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PKWYcEHslI4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PKWYcEHslI4&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ... non-newtonian fluid?? makes it easier? or is there also a board bellow it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f2XQ97XHjVw&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f2XQ97XHjVw&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they DID show the guy sinking at 1:40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's a video about the jesus&amp;nbsp;lizard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=45yabrnryXk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=45yabrnryXk&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, you've got the people whose too free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s16a3Cci75k&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s16a3Cci75k&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha non related.. i'm also too free... actually not really... but this topic is just so cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha a video i was looking for. humans skimming using a slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wEdhkc8HajY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wEdhkc8HajY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey look, even&amp;nbsp;bikes&amp;nbsp;can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gNqPKzMl_IQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gNqPKzMl_IQ&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hMzB3A82LMY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hMzB3A82LMY&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6TRCroy3DKs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6TRCroy3DKs&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i don't think those are just puddles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or golf balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/4220888/golf_skimming_in_to_hole/"&gt;http://www.metacafe.com/watch/4220888/golf_skimming_in_to_hole/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i found my final vedio.. also a human skimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1N2Zpyamok"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1N2Zpyamok&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhmm i should go study my physics now..&amp;nbsp;Archimedes principle states that.......&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm soooo gonna try it as soon as i get to a pool XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1930849970458514069?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1930849970458514069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1930849970458514069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1930849970458514069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1930849970458514069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/06/running-on-water.html' title='Running on water- Liquid Mountaineering'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-4965781124581391064</id><published>2010-05-27T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T18:51:32.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stirling engine</title><content type='html'>this is quite cool. it&amp;nbsp;requires&amp;nbsp;no combustion. the gas does not leave the pipes as&amp;nbsp;exhaust. meaning there is&amp;nbsp;probably no need for any&amp;nbsp;maintenance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:aRn1vKEkJpIaEM::ccs-pk.chace-school.net/files-2008/msi-fan-is-stirling-engine.jpg&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;h=245&amp;amp;w=205&amp;amp;usg=__rPy4wY3wzSKIuLL9D7jHjn6mU-g=" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:aRn1vKEkJpIaEM::ccs-pk.chace-school.net/files-2008/msi-fan-is-stirling-engine.jpg&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;h=245&amp;amp;w=205&amp;amp;usg=__rPy4wY3wzSKIuLL9D7jHjn6mU-g=" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah. how kool is that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to know more abt it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stirling_engine"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stirling_engine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.howstuffworks.com/stirling-engine.htm"&gt;http://www.howstuffworks.com/stirling-engine.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go look it up in google images. i'm pretie sure u'll learn something new today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-4965781124581391064?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/4965781124581391064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=4965781124581391064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/4965781124581391064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/4965781124581391064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/05/stirling-engine.html' title='Stirling engine'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-6085803574809150907</id><published>2010-05-24T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:50:13.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>placebo</title><content type='html'>placebo effect-" the tendency of any medication or treatment, even an inert or ineffective one, to exhibit results simply because the recipient believes that it will work." -wiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is much less development in the field of drugs nowadays. why cause they got no new disease to go against. so what? we come up with some new random unknown disease so that we can sell drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like. this vitamin is good for you. take this supplement that cost 5k. =D have a nice day, cause i know i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so you see.. placebo.. believing. the human mind is capable in&amp;nbsp;achieving&amp;nbsp;many things as long as you just&amp;nbsp;believe. (some how, either by deception or something else that convinces you). it is so strong that if you can think of a burning sensation to be real enough, it might affect you hormones and chemistry in you body somehow so that blisters would appear! yes thats how powerful believing can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who have cancer. will keep on trying ways to cure it. like drinking turtle shell soup, or visiting a china doctor. and do all sorts of stuff.. cause it gives them hope. well yeah, sure it cost a bomb. but statistics show that people with &amp;nbsp;4th stage cancer have healed. hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was this dude in some hidden land... where there were shamans. well this guy wanted to show that the hokey-pokey of the shamans were all fake stuff and they were bluffing. so he got a sifu bomoh to teach him the "tricks of the trade" which were meant to be a secret from everyone. and this was it: they would bite themselves in the lip or tongue, soak the blood in a some cotton wool so that it looks like some kinda tumor... then transfer it to their hand and "pull" it out from the patient. something like a&amp;nbsp;magician pulling a coin from your ear.... and lo and behold by placebo, the person would believe he has been healed... and by believing he does get better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so now he knew the trick, he was gonna expose it, but just as he was about to do so... a woman came up to him and ask him to heal her sick father... she pleaded to him. so he went. then he did his hokey-pokey .. pulled out the tumor and tadaa.. a few weeks later her father started getting better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he&amp;nbsp;decided&amp;nbsp;to keep the shaman's secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then moving on from that story, you have stuff about magnetic&amp;nbsp;therapy&amp;nbsp;and blablabla magic stone... et cetera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these demo people who sell this stuff sure make alotta money.&lt;br /&gt;well they did some experiments about it, one of it was making this sick guy get treated by two bars of magnets.. so on the first session he felt a 20% increase in health..... then for the next few sessions they&amp;nbsp;substituted the magnets with two plain planks of wood but painted so that they look&amp;nbsp;exactly like the magnets.... and the guy continued his treatment without knowing they swapped it..... and he always said he feels better than before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all in the head yo. taking four fake panadols is better than two fake panadols.. both are made of flour.. but because they guy believes that by taking panadol his body will get better. and if 2 pills take away half a head-ace so double the dose&amp;nbsp;would&amp;nbsp;take it all away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gotta do with stuff like hormones and your bodies biology and stuff like that la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up to: too scared to be&amp;nbsp;different?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-6085803574809150907?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/6085803574809150907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=6085803574809150907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/6085803574809150907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/6085803574809150907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/05/placebo.html' title='placebo'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-7865094982116240678</id><published>2010-05-24T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T22:17:49.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A's</title><content type='html'>more stuff about our school system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our A's are.. erm.... too general&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets say there is this Subject M which requires you to study for 30 minutes to score an A in it&lt;br /&gt;and then theres subject B which requires you to study for 5 hours to score an A in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get what i mean? so there might be this dude who chooses all the noob easy subjects, and gets many A's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? our&amp;nbsp;scholarship depends on the number of A's you get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! so you see, some sorta quality should be given to the A, according to how hard it is to achieve it&lt;br /&gt;so that it can be&amp;nbsp;recognized&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-7865094982116240678?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/7865094982116240678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=7865094982116240678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/7865094982116240678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/7865094982116240678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/05/as.html' title='A&apos;s'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-2287110968909741276</id><published>2010-05-05T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T02:05:09.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my head... why do you ache?</title><content type='html'>phew.. i was supposed to have add maths test on chapter 3:&amp;nbsp;integration&amp;nbsp;yesterday (monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i knew nuts about it! like&amp;nbsp;absolute&amp;nbsp;zero. so thank mr. amara for chnging it to tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on monday night, thank you waiyan for teaching me about integration, yes i know i don't know nuts about&amp;nbsp;differentiation&amp;nbsp;either but... i could do some questions in the test =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright more point on school:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-we start wayyy wayy to early. didn't you know what kids now adays are nocturnal? staying up until 1 am atnight... is is so hard as to make school start later? like maybe 9am? why? why is is so hard?? just start two hours later! teachers should not be teaching a class thats half/full of sleepy students. and the worst part, we can eat or even bring sweets to school to keep us awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-and we want to change english back to bm. zzz? erm.. ok do i still need to elaborate on the point? yeah i heard a story that when they first changed bm to english, the university students we're writing lines that the&amp;nbsp;lecturers couldn't make any sense off. but as time passed, the lecturer could see the improving more and more as the next batch came in. so were doing good! why the !@#$%^&amp;amp;* do you want to change english back into BM?!?!?!?!?!?! its like, advancing and then taking &lt;s&gt;a step&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;leaping&amp;nbsp;backwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was sick on sunday night. my body was feeling hot, and my bones were aching like, seriosly pain, like a thousand needles were poking into my ulna and&amp;nbsp;tibia&amp;nbsp;.. took two panadols, gosh i haven't taken these for a long time... and slept under a&amp;nbsp;cozy comforter.. ah the joy of rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah and it rained really heavy today.(tuesday) got stuck in school. one moment the sky is dark, i was thinking should i make a run for it? take my chances to go back home? or stay back until the meeting is over? well i took the latter choice and i ended up stranded in the R&amp;amp;R. the worst part, i had tuition at 5.15! so guess what? my loving mom read my mind and came to pick me up =D (yeap my bike is currently at school, i hope its still there =P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uleung-head.....aches&lt;br /&gt;and salute to whoever read my previous post =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-2287110968909741276?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/2287110968909741276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=2287110968909741276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/2287110968909741276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/2287110968909741276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-head-why-do-you-ache.html' title='my head... why do you ache?'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-4661337590981312728</id><published>2010-05-03T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T01:23:21.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interclass debate</title><content type='html'>yeap, today, the interclass debate for form 5's in smk taman sea, has come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;congratz to 5A, you deserved your win, good job honson and wei yuen, and to shannen, i too&amp;nbsp;truly&amp;nbsp;believed you were the best speaker too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to my fellow 5BR team, sorry i wasn't really cheering for you guys, i guess when a person looses to any team (its just this&amp;nbsp;psychological&amp;nbsp;thingy ya kno'), that person will cheer for the rivals in the next round of the team they just lost too. well, generally la.(call it 'unsport-manship' or whateverlah) but notice i said i wasn't 'really' cheering.... means i did give my support to you guys, just that i wasn't shouting =P heyy... who doesn't want their own class to win huh? i wasn't really cheering for either team anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5Br, you were the&amp;nbsp;government of the topic "this house believes that the school system should be&amp;nbsp;abolished" ... it is like a du-uhh "who ever is the govn of this topic sure win" just like what i thought for the semi finals topic "teenagers should be allowed to vote" (oh jia wen, you were&amp;nbsp;recording&amp;nbsp;it with a camcorder rite? can you please post it up on you-tube or something, thanks!) ... i was like, sure the opposition will win it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guess you guys proved me wrong the first time. it really depends on how well you elaborate and tell you ideas to the &lt;s&gt;class&lt;/s&gt;... wait no, who cares about what the public thinks? it all depends on how well you can present you idea to the judge. and boy, no human is ever di atas pagar. sure the judge will be leaning to one team... life's like that, nothings fair. and&amp;nbsp;different teachers (judges) have&amp;nbsp;different&amp;nbsp;preferences.. some like it when your&amp;nbsp;aggressive&amp;nbsp;and give low marks if your too soft-spoken&amp;nbsp;(wow, wei yuen... you proved me wrong too) or well, it could be that the judge was different. so how do we solve this problem? have more judges!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(which they did in the finals, instead of having the normal number: one judge they had two) but i say, you should have ALL the judges of all the&amp;nbsp;previous&amp;nbsp;debates that was going on for the period of this event (understand what i just said? =P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owh well, alls ended and we should not look back and&amp;nbsp;regret/dwell over it. BUT i sill haven't finished my post yet... i am yet to talk abt the two topics i have just mentioned. on how strongly i&amp;nbsp;believe that teenagers should not vote and the school system should be abolished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. teenagers should not vote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, all my points were already in the debate on that day. but just to list a few important ones:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are not saying that we are preventing individuals from voting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i'm saying is that 'there is a time for everything'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that giving the power to such a great number of people to vote when they are not ready, could end up in a&amp;nbsp;permanent consequence that is&amp;nbsp;irreversible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(well i didn't say this in my debate, but now i've&amp;nbsp;thought/remembered&amp;nbsp;about it) here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;'Just like how a loving father would not give a sharp sword to this 3 year old young son to play with, therefore the government cannot afford to make this mistake even once, of allowing teenagers to vote. As in doing this, you might not only end up hurting yourself, but also your love ones, including our beloved malaysia'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blah, can you&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;we lost! to me i think its all because the other team was&amp;nbsp;aggressive. owh well, i'm not saying our judge was buyers (she just preferred a&amp;nbsp;different&amp;nbsp;style). and you (yes you reader, reading my blog now) have not heard the other points of the other team yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of cause this is another&amp;nbsp;psychological thing, that because you as an individual believe in what you think is right to you, you only see the good points that are to the&amp;nbsp;favor of that you believe in, while shutting out and rebutting every other point that doesn't not go in accordance to/against it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owh well, i guess thats why they always ask you to see both sides of the leaf, and find out the other side of the story. but hey, humans.. buyers,&amp;nbsp;favoritism&amp;nbsp;is not&amp;nbsp;uncommon&amp;nbsp;among our&amp;nbsp;species.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what i'm try to say is that: what ever you read on my blog, is a tilted version to what i believe it. i admit it is had to be completely neutral and transparent and view things from a perfect view (which is out Creator's) ...&amp;nbsp;although we are always striving to be like Him. life is hard, but nothing is impossible.... not for our God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so, coming back to the post topic: debate. yeah do know that sometimes a person might believe in supporting the point given with all his heart. but because he is set on the opposing team, he must change his mind to crank up ideas and isi kandungan's to help his team win the debate. but deep down inside him, we knows whose rite (or well&amp;nbsp;at-least&amp;nbsp;he thinks he knows whose right, according to his perspective)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i don't think it happens much. must people don't care about thinking so much. they just go along with life, and when the topic is thrown at them, they support whose ever side&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;give.. just like the saying: "when life gives you a lemon, make lemon-aid~" ... they don't bother going to the fridge and getting one themselves, they wait till it is thrown at them. well, i'll &lt;s&gt;like&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;love to see the world and you, prove me that i am&amp;nbsp;horribly&amp;nbsp;wrong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;like what newground says and i quote:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The problems of the future today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then this post goes on from what i think abt the topics to some psyco stuff.. i hope that no one is reading up to now, cause whatever i'm gonna write next... is a.. tinny winny lil ..... erm.. sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe that 5Br fought with 5Br in the semi-finals! whats more 5A got to by pass two rounds!! what the ........ bleeepppp... do you know how rare it is to draw lots and&amp;nbsp;be-able&amp;nbsp;to ge a bypass, TWO times.. in a ROW! .. (ok so i'm lazy to do some simple calculation and find out the percentage of getting it) .. so you drew lots, and it looks quite fair. you 5A should not be given two bypasses. yes they got one, so take their paper out the next time.. monkey......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you have power you can do whatever you want. pull as many cables as u wish. twist facts to suit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its all politics i tell you!!! yeah it was great to watch sivesh's team vs hon son's team. cause they two are like the... du-uhh bombs in smkts debate team. and it was like&amp;nbsp;destined that this two teams&amp;nbsp;would&amp;nbsp;meet each other in the finals. DO NOT READ THE COSSEDOUT LINE &lt;s&gt;cause they have to jaga their muka&lt;/s&gt;. ( hmm that didn't really work out well now did it?) if 'some' ppl were to read it, they'll get reallly really reallllly upset and angry with me. owh well... i told you this was sensitive didn't i? (haha its like i'm asking for trouble) but yala, ppl got to be more mature abit this kinda mattes rite? (mature as in don't even talk about it to keep in good terms, not vice versa) or is it the other way around... being mature as in brave to speak it out publicly?&lt;br /&gt;(or is that being immature?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5A should have fought 5Br two times lahhhhhh. &lt;s&gt;scared ah?&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;let the people fight among themselves then when they week only you come in and tapau whats left. (heh this is a RTS war strategy. if there is more then 2 players, you let all the players fight among themselves, while you built up&amp;nbsp;forces (ok you can't do this in debate) and then when the other two&amp;nbsp;opponent's are week from the fight, you make your appearance and sweep them of their&amp;nbsp;weekend&amp;nbsp;feet! FTW) then gg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and an&amp;nbsp;angelic voice said:&amp;nbsp;"but gosh, uleung, i gotta say your one small kid, just because you lost, doesn't mean you should rant and rant and rant about how unfair life is lah. just admit it, you lost. fair and square (oh really?(haha still having third&amp;nbsp;thoughts)). so accepted like a real man and move on with life. don't screw your life up with one stupid post that hurts peoples feelings"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh... was that what ppl will say to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a demonic voice says: "hahaha feels good doesn't it? doesn't it feel soooo good to type with out knowing your limits! yes, let it all out! let the whole world know! what you feel!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel: "yes, true you should not keep it inside you. we HAVE to let our feelings out. what the devil wants us to do is to keep all our feelings inside us to ourself and &lt;u&gt;isolate&lt;/u&gt; us..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh-huh.. yeah we should let out our.. erm.. 'opinions' (thats&amp;nbsp;complains to you in a nicer word) to certain specific people who are close to you. like a best friend or something. so that you can slowly overcome things.. &amp;nbsp;you would not do anything drastic which as too steep a gradient but will eventually overcome the same problem over time with the help and advice you&amp;nbsp;receive from your Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, how&amp;nbsp;contradicting, to post or not to post, that is the question&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;its like i have 3 personalities inside me. so if you want to hate me, hate 1/3 part of me =P&lt;br /&gt;haha jkk... i know i can change for the better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hmm i should make 3 ICs) heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but NO sorry angel, but this time, i have to let the world know! what i feel. and i am SORRY, and plead and beg for your forgiveness ...*certain people* ... who i hope will not keep any grudge or bad memories about me in&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duuhh: "yeah, instead just read this post that is so sensitive and just forget about it when you click the 'close' button rite? haha so easy..... not everyone has this.. erm.. nilai moral 'toleransi' like a stone-hearted human"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;"well grow up, shaddap and be more mature quietly, the whold world doesn't need to know u think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now where was i? ah yes...&amp;nbsp;politics&amp;nbsp;i tell you! 5A fought only one team to get into fianls.. can you belive it.. ONE .. (i think or was it two?) which was against 5C (yes respect to 5C's team, they are a team to be feared too) blah. well yeah thanks for letting 5Br send in two teams while all the other form 5 classes sent in one team only. hey, hon said we could do it.. "first come first serve" and as soon as he stepped out the door i gave him the list of our two teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God the ppl who set the&amp;nbsp;league did not stick to the idea that 5Br fighting 5Br would be a very interesting debate to watch.&amp;nbsp;they DID HAVE the idea. but they changed their (wat i'm not even sure if its&amp;nbsp;plural or just one single person) mind(s) in the end.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks wei yuen for not setting 5Br against 5Br in the quAtEr-finals.... that whould really really have s***ed ... thank u thank u thank u thank u thank u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"in life sometimes we have to make the choices that make friends happy." walau wei! i tell you... even i want to say this encouraging thing also i kena tapau by ppl saying i say things that make ppl cry. mon..ke.y...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FLIP-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah it was totally fair that 5Br fought against 5Br in the semi-finals. i mean, all other classes sent in one team only, so what makes us so special as to send two teams? 5Br against 5Br in the finals would sooooo totally be downright unfair. sometimes there are limits for a reason. and if you have reached the limit, you've gotta find away to cut down you numbers so that you fall back bellow the legal line that everyone else is following. your not so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this time. i went for a briefing in taylor's lakeside, (owh man that place is serene) abt some CO2 car competition that is about to happen. see each school was only allowed to send two teams, max. and there was this school, DU that send like 12 people (thats like three teams worth) and wow! i met a friend there! yi jean! hihihihi! so i asked her what was this all about and she said something like this "my school has three teams, so we're gonna compete among each other in school, and the best two get to go for the competition"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey makes total sense. they did not say there was a limit for the teams coming for briefing. only a limit when you write thier names on the form (legally send in the teams) ah. kool. all the best in pwning the other teams! i hope to see you at the comp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we smkts had no inter-school competition to worry about... cause we only sent in one team. amir: the manager. xing yao: the chemist. jan yi: the.. erm.. motivator?/entertainer/cheerleader?. and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, going back to debate's semifinals&lt;br /&gt;its so just and fair that Br went against Br.&lt;br /&gt;and the best of us (or so i would like to think. mauahahahhahahahahahahaha) fought against Angsana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, so i only said my views on the first topic. now time for the second one (wakaka, i know): the school's system should be abolished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;well some of you might be wondering why i kept this to the last part, while there is a whole lot of junk inserted in the middle of them. well see, i hope ppl get bored of my post cause its so long and just read the top part and bottom part of it. the end. while skipping the middle. (you know why if you have read it) welll... that's IF they don't read this paragraph la. and if you have read this whole post. salute to you&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so.... the school system should be abolished becauzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;i still cant spell right &amp;nbsp;even after 11 years of skool. =P (i've been using auto-spell check alot for this post ya know) ... nah this was just a joke. and i think i've&amp;nbsp;had&amp;nbsp;a post on how dumb (in other words stewpid) the&amp;nbsp;government&amp;nbsp;education is.&amp;nbsp;referring&amp;nbsp;to the post &lt;a href="http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/12/individual-liberalism.html"&gt;individual&amp;nbsp;liberalism&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. (hmmm i just read it and man i did miss out alot of&amp;nbsp;crucial&amp;nbsp;points)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me sum it up in some points (and extra points):&lt;br /&gt;-One size does not fit all. you try to&amp;nbsp;generalize the education system hoping that everyone can go through the same kind of method. (yeah we've got different streams and you can choose what subject your taking for spm) but i'm not just implying this statement on that one filed only. yeah its good that every one has basics in the 3M, mengira, membaca and menulis. its not about the subjects. its about the WAY, the method the subjects are though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-school teachers are not up to standard (it took me a long time to figure how to write &lt;s&gt;school teachers sux&lt;/s&gt; in a nice way) yeah SOME are exceptionally awesome (like pn ting=) while some.. are just.... noobs. like..... seriously....... see you wouldn't have this problem if they were tuition teachers, cause u can just fire them and hire a better one if their not up par. and so they will strive on better to teach to the best of the ability that they can. yeah i know they say, you've gotta learn how to crawl before you can run. and so newbie teacher's are expected to be noob when they just come in and gain&amp;nbsp;knowledge and&amp;nbsp;acquire&amp;nbsp;the 'wisdom-of-teaching' over time. (yeah some newbies are naturally gifted and PRO from the start, its their talent) but it IS unfair to the students who got the teacher when she was a noob compared to the students who got her when she became a pro (thanks to the sacrifice of the students who got her when she was a noob..... anddd.... probably failed their exams and flunked not only out of school but also their lifes). then again life is never fair =D. then again some teachers who have been teaching for ages and eons and since the dinosaur age (yeah, they've thought longer than i've&amp;nbsp;existed (thats 17 years if your wondering.. (you might be thinking: "like du-uhh i knew what your trying to say" but hey, i didn't understand jokes and terms last time ok?? and its also for my future-self ... when i look back at what i wrote (if blogger doesn't ban my account or some other&amp;nbsp;mis-fortunate&amp;nbsp;event happens to wipe out my&amp;nbsp;archives and history along with it.. hmm lets say like maybe a.... earthquake or tsunami? or maybe even&amp;nbsp;Armageddon or the Second Coming). i have faith in uncle google that thier servers are reliable =P .... anyways.. erm.. yeah so when i'm like 70 years old and i look back and read my 'younger days' and how immature i sound.. i'll still get my own jokes)..... heh.. what a waste of virtual space... typing all these non-sense..... who needs to know? you? why are you still even reading my blogggg????? whats wronggg with youuuuuuu (haha i'll like to thank you for being such a faithful reader, and i salute you) ...... and dude, you have alot of time....... so now where was i? oh yeah. teachers. and my&amp;nbsp;existence ... some of them have been teaching for soooo long. and yet.. still are noobs... why? cause they don't bother to imporve, they don't even try.... why? cause they get a fix payment, by the&amp;nbsp;government. so they can curi tulang and still get paid, rarely do they get fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to fix the problem leh? 5Br said have tuitions. uh-huh. and government: give the money to the poor families so that they can find&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;own tuition and pay. if u ngm song they noob tuition teacher, then go cari another better one lah. if you cannot teach go fly kite, go starve. you wanna earn money do properly lah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i sound so.. cold.. next time i working my boss dun give me a chance because i new, i know why. he read this post. =P jkk, i hope it doesn't happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no la, not all teachers are like that wan rite? some do try. and yes you can blame the students if you want. say what lah, say they noisy, say they don't want to study, say they mother got to go hospital and so on.... so how? different perspective. students fault now. hAizzz kids nowadays ar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........dot dot dot..........when i was your age arr.... heh ehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i shall skip a grand&lt;s&gt;mother&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;(wait i'm a guy) father story and say. abolish school system lah! noob la! its not perfect. one side blame the teacher, one side blame the student. so this is what we are going to do: we just taruh everyting in and make rojak system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now also teachers cannot wack(use the cane to hit, not fist) the student with cane. so sissy meh you? wack hai mai wack (using cane ahh, not fist....) la. no need to cry to your mama to complain to the head of education about it lahhhh.. when students do wrong, let the teacher wack them la!&amp;nbsp;some more&amp;nbsp;got glitch the teacher ask the student to put a text book in their pants first, what teaching will that be man? (good for warning la, like "ok this first time i wack with book, nextttt time.. haha... no book" sure the kid scared to do bad things in the future wan) but if&amp;nbsp;every-time&amp;nbsp;is book book book, sure they student to scared lahhh... &amp;nbsp;cane, got book, then cane wack book only mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now teachers wack students, so mafan. must right letter and all. one cane got don't know how many forms to fill up,&amp;nbsp;some-more&amp;nbsp;sometimes must call parents. haiz. last time ah (okla not me, someone else.. much older) say ah: "when we kena wack in school, we scared to tell our parents, cause if they find out, we kena wack again" haha&amp;nbsp;imagine&amp;nbsp;you go home then you say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy: "mom i kena cane by teacher in school today"&lt;br /&gt;mom: "WHAT!? why U so NAUGHTY!"&lt;br /&gt;*then kena wack again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why the boy also scared to tell the mom....&lt;br /&gt;BUT kids NoWaDAYS ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. haizzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;i telllllllll youuuuuuuuuu arrrrrr.....&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;s&gt;spoiled&lt;/s&gt; sissy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kena wack&amp;nbsp;in-front of perhimpunan: public caning.. serve as an example to all the other students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well. yeah there are some teachers who are like crazyy and kuku in the head. super no temper. cause she is like naturally always passively angry. so its counted as not a temper but a nature.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh, so yeah&amp;nbsp;in-case&amp;nbsp;of a situation like this.. if the teacher always bad temper, slap wack ta-pau the student (just because she can? (that is IF you change the school system la from no wacking to wacking)) then there must be something to balance mah horr? and also applies if they don't teach well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers don't do a good job (if they&amp;nbsp;at-least&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt; then they are&amp;nbsp;exempted&amp;nbsp;from it) then they students take a vedio of it. (yes we are allowed to bring camcorder to school) so got evidence right? show to principle.. then on perhimpunan: students do onto teachers what they did onto them. muahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, the school system now: teachers are losing their power while students are getting the better of them. with all this child abuse policy from america.&lt;br /&gt;your child gonna get mental breakdown ar? go fly kite lah you!&lt;br /&gt;(ok ok sorry very sorry if your child is a special case)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because the research says kids can get a mental&amp;nbsp;trauma&amp;nbsp;from a certain incident (lets say wacking) that means that everyone in the world can apply it la.. but the research so happen.... to be on erm.... kid's-who-get-trauma-from-wacking .... like that i can say i did my own research and said that you should not eat chili because from what i observed from my subject.. is that it died after eating it. or another research: its ok to jump down buildings, cause the subject i did my research on, could do it. mon..key...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiah, as a small kid u kena wack (cause u did something bad) then good la, its to teach you mah... not like the teacher hates you and purposely find a reason to wack you. (or is it?) and then when u grow up, you can bully the one's smaller than you lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a cycle. you know? the circle of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well (another grandfather story) last time when i was a scout.. the seniors always bullied us. ask us to do push up lah, ask us to do all thier dirty jobs lah.. ask us to do this and that for them.. force us to march lah.. ect. ect. that was when i was a junior/recruit scout...... then i&amp;nbsp;thought&amp;nbsp;to myself, when i grow up it'll be my turn to do this. shouldn't i be saying "yehoo!" but no.. thats not what my heart said... i was a combo breaker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again who would march if they weren't forced to? i was so&amp;nbsp;delusional that you could coo people into doing things by fun and joy and out of their own&amp;nbsp;voluntary personal choice (which are affected by: number of friends,&amp;nbsp;fun-ness&amp;nbsp;of activities, ect). in the end, all i saw was the troop falling and crumbling underneath me... all because i was too&amp;nbsp;lenient (while all this time i&amp;nbsp;thought&amp;nbsp;i was being nice)&amp;nbsp;and not having enough ...&amp;nbsp;discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not blame any politics. i do not blame the scouters above me. i do not find&amp;nbsp;excuses that i was too tied down and not given any freedom of movement (if fact i've been given ALOT of freedom). all i blame is myslef: for being too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a combo breaker. ending a 'bad' (in your&amp;nbsp;perspective) sometimes isn't a very good thing. not so special, just a destroyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in&amp;nbsp;destruction&amp;nbsp;comes hope. hope that arises from the acing hearts of the younger generation after us. the fire ignited in them to see a revival, an age of&amp;nbsp;Renaissance .. a revolution. from all that has been torn down.. yeah its good that there is a revolution even if a party is going strong to make it stronger... but sometimes it just has gotta be death that is strong enough to remind us of our purpose on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. circle-of-wacking? kena wack when you a student by an older teacher, and exceptional evil teachers get wacked by students. good wort! i'll&amp;nbsp;prefer&amp;nbsp;that then the teacher get fired. but if the teacher get wack by students. i won't be surprised if the teacher gets fired in the end =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all in the choice of the&amp;nbsp;judiciary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which consist of not one person by many (then again if you have some many people there bound to be politics and fights to happen. you cant have one person either (unless he's God) cause no human (or atleast thats what i think) is perfectly neutral and not buyers and perfectly fair and just)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now where was i? oh yeah third point:&lt;br /&gt;-there's too much rubbish that defiles the schools pure educational system.&lt;br /&gt;and therefore prevents it from achieving its goals and true purpose (that is to teach) students properly and&amp;nbsp;efficiently. what do i mean? i'm talking about PEBLE and the 3 forms you have to fill up to go for camps. and all the paper work... "teachers nowadays aren't teachers their administrators"-LSJ. true, very true (haha actually i wouldn't know, i ain't a teacher) but yeah, some teacher don't or can't do paper work, so it ends up with the teachers that can do the paper work (which are most&amp;nbsp;probably&amp;nbsp;good teachers) and so... so much burden is upon them. but yeah.. who cares? some teachers take up their responsibility really seriously and are glad to be a government servant. but some others just misused the fix pay they&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;and sLaCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor hard working teachers. i hope you get a promotion and become a principle of a school one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe even the head of education! muahahahha (nonono... i'm not sayign that our current one should be replace or anything like that... plsss ISA dun catch me) ..... what i'm saying is... yes he has his time. good. but as time pass, give others a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, everything has its own time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when you get into power, you can do what ever you want!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why i like LSJ saying "with no power, comes no responsibility"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha, how true no? (well if you're the type that thinks tooooo much, ok fine to you its only half true)&lt;br /&gt;readers: are u still reading this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah about school's system: it has been&amp;nbsp;persevered. even having interclass debate too up so much time. and some teachers got... upset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;do debate, do after school lah. now got so many rubbish programs that supposed to 'help improve' the students from&amp;nbsp;different&amp;nbsp;aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgetting that the real purpose of school is to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again i can go on about a third debate (our quater-finals) with the topic on "entrance into universities should be based on merit" haha i've got time, do you? (no actually i don't have i'm mid-term exams are close by)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok what i'm gonna say next is quite diverged from the actual topic 'university-merit' cause i'm just focusing on certain points while leaving out others. because i'm talking about "purpose of school is to study"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start&lt;br /&gt;see in school: the way they teach does not cater to every individual. studies show that girls score better in exams compared to boys (averagely) this is because they method is more.. erm.. girly? guys&amp;nbsp;prefer more hands on and technical stuff. more on experiments and exploring new ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the school is doing now is binding the students down to the text-book system which is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study whatever is written in the text book. and vomit it out on the exam day.&lt;br /&gt;how do you score in exam papers? answer: how well you can reproduce a&amp;nbsp;exact replica or the text book. the more&amp;nbsp;symmetrical&amp;nbsp;the mirror image is, the higher marks you score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah... i know its about 'understanding' not memorizing. but believe me: its devour and regurgitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they focus so much on one path. one method. and if you stray away from this path you get a zero, or get scolding or whatever. its like, they don't provide room for creativity or randomization. everything is fixed fixed fixed and if you want to score you've got to be fixed to what has be fixed for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the school: we look narrow. now i understand the true meaning of the senior scout's motto: look wide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look wide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school system.... is rubbish. they cater only to people of a certain type. while unheard and hidden talents are&amp;nbsp;suppressed&amp;nbsp;and destroyed, never given the chance to grow or expand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wanna be creative in university? oh guess what, you cant go in cause you merit is not high enough. (haha i find that i'm using alot of this taunting lines lately .. which are quite bad.. cause it makes the person you're talking too feel ... erm.. one kind) .. haha 'one kind'- learnt this awesome word from kok hon's bro and also jia ming.... one kind =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you see last time in the 19 and 18's there was so much&amp;nbsp;breakthroughs&amp;nbsp;in the fields of chemistry and geology and physics and .. so many other things.. so many elements were being found. people were&amp;nbsp;curious about the earths age, i'm not sure if this is true, i ripped if off the internet: "Isaac Newton willingly stuck a bodkin 1 into his eye socket and ... Think of it as the equivalent of jamming a modern butter knife into your eye.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... see.. people was so free to explore and therefore help mankind advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and blablabla einstein, the bottom of his class.. ectectect..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FLIP-&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm (wow i've not used this for a long time) - that was lAsT time .. when we (human kind) did not know anything, so now with all de advancement, we have to study it and get some basics.. yes no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who do not learn from history are bound to repeat it- george santayana-ish ..&lt;br /&gt;want more history quotes? click &lt;a href="http://www.wisdomquotes.com/cat_history.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i&amp;nbsp;contradict&amp;nbsp;myself too much. no wait. its good why? because life is never fair! there is always a pro and con to things in this world. and it depends on whose view your viewing from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've elaborate alot on this 3rd (quarter) debate because it was not recorded, the 1st (semi) one is, so i hope you can watch it when it comes online. and the 2nd one (finals) i'm not in it, (but it was recorded) and because i wasn't in it i have alot of points to blab about. =D&lt;br /&gt;so.. see its related.. school system ....is noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schools.. haiz, i like going to school. to meet friends. and to study. but the system it has is, could be changed for the better. and even as now i have a big mouth, thats all i have. if i get into power to change the system, i will&amp;nbsp;try&amp;nbsp;my best to (but to&amp;nbsp;guarantee&amp;nbsp;it). =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhmm&amp;nbsp;interclass&amp;nbsp;debate. was good. thats a wrap&lt;br /&gt;keep the good memories, junk the bad ones.&lt;br /&gt;well. i guess thats it for now. until i find more flaws in the school system.&lt;br /&gt;please lah change it&lt;br /&gt;"look wide"-scouts&lt;br /&gt;no human is blanced&lt;br /&gt;"life is never fair", it is never just, it is never perfect. (ok la maybe not 'never' la) just like in Psalms&lt;br /&gt;thats why we've got God. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-4661337590981312728?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/4661337590981312728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=4661337590981312728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/4661337590981312728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/4661337590981312728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/05/interclass-debate.html' title='interclass debate'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-8762169188384180760</id><published>2010-04-30T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T18:13:59.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tinkers and techies</title><content type='html'>A &lt;b&gt;tinker&lt;/b&gt; was originally an itinerant tinsmith, who mended household utensils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from wikipedia, and i'm gonna stop there... yup one line description only, they rest of it seems to defame the word =P if you wanna know more, go look it up.. but well, techies on the other hand......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Techie&lt;/b&gt; is a term, derivative of the word technology, for a person who displays a great, sometimes even obsessive, interest in technology, high-tech devices, and particularly computers. Some techies express a disregard for any technology that could possibly be considered obsolete, even if the technology or process in question might only be considered obsolete within the techie community. Consequently, techies are also often early adopters. With the increased spending power of techies, a few media outlets exist that cater solely to them, most notably Wired, Slashdot, and, while it existed, TechTV. Geeks or nerds are often also considered to be techies; however, the reverse is not necessarily true and more people who would not be considered "geeks" are becoming techies, especially with the advancement of technology in recent years.&lt;br /&gt;"Techie" is also used as a nickname (without pejorative connotations) for a student from a university with the name "Technology" in its title, such as Caltech, Georgia Tech, MIT, IIT, FIT and Virginia Tech.[citation needed]&lt;br /&gt;"Techie" (slang) is also a generalized occupational title for stagehands, electricians, carpenters or other professional Stage Technicians in the Theatre and Film Industries.&lt;br /&gt;In the recent years "Techie" slang is most commonly attached with professionals in the Information Technology sector which is the worlds most higly appreciated profession in terms of its financial returns for an individual and social status and large number of professionals in this job area. Mostly anyone with any designation like Software Engineer, Analyst, Project Manager, General Manager, Line Of Business Head, and all will be generally grouped under "Techie" label in the IT industry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-8762169188384180760?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/8762169188384180760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=8762169188384180760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/8762169188384180760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/8762169188384180760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/04/tinkers-and-techies.html' title='tinkers and techies'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-3259985359460344337</id><published>2010-04-28T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T22:31:59.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more inventions</title><content type='html'>Jack was telling me abt prisoners who could make kool inventions so i decided to google it and find out more abt it/.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.temporaryservices.org/pi_overview.html"&gt;http://www.temporaryservices.org/pi_overview.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats one of the sites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="345" name="Metacafe_835815" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/835815/prison_inventions_the_ingenuity_of_inmates.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/835815/prison_inventions_the_ingenuity_of_inmates/"&gt;Prison Inventions - The Ingenuity Of Inmates&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Click here for the funniest movie of the week&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats a&amp;nbsp;video&amp;nbsp;from metacafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when the clip ended i clicked on another kool link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="345" name="Metacafe_55826" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/55826/who_can_explain_this.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/55826/who_can_explain_this/"&gt;Who Can Explain This&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;The most amazing home videos are here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. so there you have it.. two more interesting videos for the tinker's daily need&lt;br /&gt;if you want more, you can click on the other inventions they have there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and today i went to jalan pasar, kl.... again! ( i went there on saturday too) with joshua, jack, kok onn, and umeng... well.. jalan pasar is the&amp;nbsp;electrician's and sound man's heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad they don't sell the school's dewan light fuse though&lt;br /&gt;10A 500V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uber-rare fuse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3259985359460344337?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/3259985359460344337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=3259985359460344337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3259985359460344337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3259985359460344337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-inventions.html' title='more inventions'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-3154036309944593316</id><published>2010-04-27T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:22:22.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyyy.. this is kinda kool</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d8h5ZuPQWZw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d8h5ZuPQWZw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the next vedio's gonna be a bitt slot... they commentator has a reallly low voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/55Tx9T55hHc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/55Tx9T55hHc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3154036309944593316?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/3154036309944593316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=3154036309944593316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3154036309944593316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3154036309944593316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/04/heyyy-this-is-kinda-kool.html' title='heyyy.. this is kinda kool'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-3092917869946619165</id><published>2010-04-26T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:11:43.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wires and plugs</title><content type='html'>alrite time for some up dates&lt;br /&gt;been slacking for quite a while lately... not getting alot of jobs done&lt;br /&gt;=P inilah yang dikatakan.. tidak mengamalkan nilai "amanah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well... went to jalan pasar the other day with joshua to get some electronics... boy do i love wires! looking for a  10A 500V fuse... its like.... impossible to find.. i still haven't found one yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought some items to make a privet circuit breaker box...... &lt;br /&gt;well for those who ain't got any idea what a circuitbreaker is....&lt;br /&gt;it is that switch like thingy that flips/trips when there is a lightning or when any electrical appliances short circuit.. this prevents damage to the main electrical network.. it works kinda like a fuse.. just that you can use it over and over again... it does not burn.. it only trips (break the circuit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so... why do you need a personal one?&lt;br /&gt;cause.. in skool, you do not have access to the main power supply unit (PSU) .. its locked up in some hidden room... so lets say you plug in a radio that is spoiled and you "trip" the circuit... you don't have access to the PSU room to flip back up the switch.. then thats it.. you doom... you cant use that plug point anymore.. you've got to go borrow the uber long extension cord from scouts and get power from the next block....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how do you overcome this problem? well.. you can find a stick and try to poke back up the tripped switch from the window of the PSU room... or you could have a circuit breaker OUSIDE the PSU room.. so that you can easily flip it back up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how convenient eh? .. its not all that hard to wire it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also another news is.. scouts annual camp is over!&lt;br /&gt;well.. for this camp... i'm glad to say that we had a uber sound system that provided us with alot of music .. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the skool and CF&lt;br /&gt;the B208D is an awesome small speaker .. its compact, but packs a punch! while still sounding good... (well to me la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in this camp.. its safe to say that the &lt;b&gt;test-pen&lt;/b&gt; became my favorite tool ... i can't believe i only owned one a few weeks back.. i should have bought this 5 years ago!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap.. it was a kool camp la.. had its ups and downs... pro and cons...&lt;br /&gt;congraz to chuo shuan for organizing it.. you did alot of work to make it work.. good job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we won second in volleyball! =D yea.. silver medal for me the benchie (the sub who sits on the bench..... like... forever) =P BUT .. the whole team got to play this year! ... =D so yeap.. happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm what else is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM comming up... gotta buck up and studie yo&lt;br /&gt;oh and you don't have to use the VDE cable for the B208D .... you can actually use a normal computer cable for the job.. it works the same! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-goblin techie&lt;br /&gt;(there's actually a&amp;nbsp;difference in &amp;nbsp;the thickness of a wire and the quality of a plug head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i drank MOUNTAIN DEW today!!!!!!! how i missed this drink soooooooooooooo much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank you God for bringing it back in Malaysia!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3092917869946619165?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/3092917869946619165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=3092917869946619165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3092917869946619165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3092917869946619165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/04/wires-and-plugs.html' title='wires and plugs'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-2065712571066815282</id><published>2010-04-14T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T20:10:33.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VDE plugs</title><content type='html'>why do they even sell VDE plugs in malaysia?!?!?!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.alibaba.com/photo/259491626/VDE_power_cord_VDE_power_plug_VDE_power_cable.jpg_200x200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img.alibaba.com/photo/259491626/VDE_power_cord_VDE_power_plug_VDE_power_cable.jpg_200x200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;gahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any body know where i can get a converter for this thingy to a normal british 3 pin plug (the one which we are using)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-2065712571066815282?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/2065712571066815282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=2065712571066815282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/2065712571066815282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/2065712571066815282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/04/vde-plugs.html' title='VDE plugs'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1286936481624944684</id><published>2010-03-19T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T15:13:03.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days in genting</title><content type='html'>12 mac: friday afternoon, inter house volleyball finals: red vs purple.&lt;br /&gt;great job guys... sorry i had to leave early, cause i gotta go up to genting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12-14 mac: phuy chai scouts camp, went up there with poh yee, shannen, nicole, vincent, alwin, caely and Sir TL to help out... super nice, cause we get to stay in arvana hotel =P... &amp;nbsp;1st night got free&amp;nbsp;buffet&amp;nbsp;fat man lok-lok =D then the next morning got hotel breakfast... =D the bacon was awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came down, rest one day... experince the hot weather of PJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15-17 mac: CF camp! God was there! really been blessed at peacehaven. thanks to all the&amp;nbsp;committee&amp;nbsp;of the camp who work so hard to make it a success. now let us be outstanding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhh how i miss the cool air... and the freezing feeling in the morning&lt;br /&gt;the clouds with the sun light, owh man, i just love&amp;nbsp;sceneries by GOd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap now back down in PJ.. the one diffrence i notice... so HOT...&lt;br /&gt;and facebook is here again. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1286936481624944684?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1286936481624944684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1286936481624944684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1286936481624944684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1286936481624944684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/03/6-days-in-genting-12-mac-friday.html' title='6 days in genting'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1062956085455302910</id><published>2010-03-11T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:19:17.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 rules</title><content type='html'>1st rule: if you have no work, go and find work to do&lt;br /&gt;2nd rule: while doing work, do it to the best of ability that you can&lt;br /&gt;3rd rule: when you have finished your work, do not be contented with it. Instead think and find out how you can improve while finding flaws/problems/ect. and correcting them so that your work may be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once&amp;nbsp;finished, go back to the first rule&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1062956085455302910?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1062956085455302910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1062956085455302910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1062956085455302910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1062956085455302910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-rules.html' title='3 rules'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-6927907568307640759</id><published>2010-03-08T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T00:45:58.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tour de pj</title><content type='html'>on saturday&lt;br /&gt;cycled to skool 3 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time in the morning for scouts&lt;br /&gt;came home, slept... woke up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christine called me, then poh yee called me, she ask where is the den keys.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered i locked up the den after troop meeting today, and i cant find the key with me now, crap......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left it in skool, so... i cycled to brenda's house to get the puncher which i passed to christine who lives in ss 2&lt;br /&gt;then i cycled back to skool for the second time to get the keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i stayed on for awhile to help the girl guides who were having&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;camp&lt;br /&gt;hilary invited me for malam kebudayaan that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went home... laze around until 8pm&lt;br /&gt;it was drizzling a lil bit&lt;br /&gt;but i still cycled to skool for the 3rd time.&lt;br /&gt;came home at 1 am. slept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday&lt;br /&gt;cycled alot.&lt;br /&gt;in the morning to church. then for lunch.. erm.... joshua brought kerwiin and i to eat the uber pork in ss2&lt;br /&gt;then he drove back to church, hang out in the coffee corner for a while then&amp;nbsp;cycled to nicole's house at 3pm to help prepare the chicken for monday's hari kantin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she not home, so i cycled back to my own home.&lt;br /&gt;then she called at 4pm, ask me to go help out.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i cycled there, passed by church and drop by there for awhile&lt;br /&gt;continued to her house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in her house also alot of adventure started. had to go Giant to buy more ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;thank God no need to cycle because her dad fetch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in Giant i brought only 100 bucks with me. die not enough by 30 bucks. i should have took shannen's advice and bring 200 bucks with me when i go shopping. so i had to run and find uncle to get more cash. so i left my trolley full of stuff and go out. half way running, guess who i met?? sheng kahi and the gang! wohoo.. borrowed 50 bucks and headed back to buy the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to her house, marinate chiken, boil potatoes and shred mengkuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they said they got not enough maltose, and to buy the big bucket is all the way in seapark!&lt;br /&gt;so what to do, i cycle there loh, like a s fast as i could cause its late and the shops are gonna close.&lt;br /&gt;after 20 minutes of cycling i reached at 7.40pm&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT WAS TOO LATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shop close edi.... blah... i was knocking on the door, hoping someone would open it&lt;br /&gt;owh well, cycled back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stopped by in church again, to chat with yee... again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cycled on to sze's house and finished off the rest of the chicken.&lt;br /&gt;played speed with shennen and we deiced to have a draw, cause our hearts can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;after a few rounds of 'sweets' (a type of card game), thier McD's arrived and it was time for me to leave&lt;br /&gt;so.. cycled home at 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, here i am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-6927907568307640759?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/6927907568307640759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=6927907568307640759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/6927907568307640759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/6927907568307640759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/03/tour-de-pj.html' title='tour de pj'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-570681207384648610</id><published>2010-02-25T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:03:51.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hijacked new tab</title><content type='html'>oh my goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speedbit which made DAP has taken over my IE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see i was updating DAP.. and then at the end of the update there was this box which read:&lt;br /&gt;"make speedbit you default homepage, new tab and search&amp;nbsp;engine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the box was checked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't ead it, i just click "ok"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh... now its so hard to restart it.. owh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.my/search?hl=en&amp;amp;rlz=1C1GGLS_enMY342MY342&amp;amp;q=speedbit+hijacked+my+IE&amp;amp;btnG=Search&amp;amp;meta=&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;oq="&gt;http://www.google.com.my/search?hl=en&amp;amp;rlz=1C1GGLS_enMY342MY342&amp;amp;q=speedbit+hijacked+my+IE&amp;amp;btnG=Search&amp;amp;meta=&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;oq=&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learned: don't simply click the 'ok' button without reading everything on the page 1st... well.... sorta.. (i'm not gonna read the uber long 'terms&amp;amp;conditions')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-570681207384648610?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/570681207384648610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=570681207384648610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/570681207384648610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/570681207384648610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/02/hijacked-new-tab.html' title='hijacked new tab'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-641425859049674856</id><published>2010-02-25T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T01:48:05.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so tiring</title><content type='html'>so much work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in school... sigh.. so busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many places to go&lt;br /&gt;so many people to meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but because i believe in the Lord, may he grant me some&amp;nbsp;strength. amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-off to sleep now, the one thing he&amp;nbsp;cherishes&amp;nbsp;in this hectic life style&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-6236046282809152024</id><published>2010-02-03T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:41:06.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;huh? i wrote this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see iwas going trough some old old stack of papers&lt;br /&gt;and guess what i found?!&lt;br /&gt;an old poem i wrote....... in some camp.. which i went for.... mid of last year.. i think....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeap... mhmm what was that camps name again? i forgot..&lt;br /&gt;all i can remember is i,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went with vincent, shiang chee and mun ling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zzz see one of the night we were forced to sit by the road in our wet cloths and write a poem..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with no light!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeap: here it is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/S2mYbsQ5qaI/AAAAAAAAAkA/aZ4xWRInYRA/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/S2mYbsQ5qaI/AAAAAAAAAkA/aZ4xWRInYRA/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;kembara malam aktiviti dinantikan&lt;br /&gt;telah pun diberitahu pantang larang daripada tuan&lt;br /&gt;kami berjalan dalam satu barisan&lt;br /&gt;lelaki menenangkan hati perempuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai di kolam air panas&lt;br /&gt;kami menanggalkan kasut dan stokin&lt;br /&gt;merendamkan badan dengan perlahan&lt;br /&gt;sampailah kepala pun dimandikan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelaur air, mulanya aktiviti seterusnya&lt;br /&gt;ditinggalkan di tepi jalan&lt;br /&gt;bunyi serangga sentiasa berdering&lt;br /&gt;menghilangkan perasaan kesunyian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bintang berkelip di atas langit&lt;br /&gt;sesuatu yang tidak diminati di PJ&lt;br /&gt;sedang menuggu fasilitator datang&lt;br /&gt;betapa berbolai datng sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i can't belive i posted this up, its uber old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-6236046282809152024?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/6236046282809152024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=6236046282809152024' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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readd!!</title><content type='html'>time to read more books and play less comp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this amazing feat possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently reading "dairy&amp;nbsp;of a&amp;nbsp;wimpy&amp;nbsp;kid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1743381708183432202?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1743381708183432202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1743381708183432202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1743381708183432202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1743381708183432202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/01/read-bub-readd.html' title='read bub! readd!!'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-9166206252322187317</id><published>2010-01-16T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:36:23.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i keep forgetting minor stuff</title><content type='html'>geezz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left my scout log book outside the den.... and went home with out it&lt;br /&gt;i hope its still there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wasn't the only 'woops i forgot' moment. just recently.. on friday to be&amp;nbsp;exact&amp;nbsp;, i packed my black shoes for scouts registration in the afternoon at skool. but i forgot to bring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats happening to my memory&lt;br /&gt;its either that or i rush to do too many things too fast.&lt;br /&gt;as a result of last minute packing/planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. so much stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day by sir tuck loong:&lt;br /&gt;"there is only one situation where you have 'no time', that is when you are dead!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=p time. gotta take control of it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-9166206252322187317?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/9166206252322187317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>tech advance</title><content type='html'>oO me dad just got a new tv, cause the ol' one was like ... giving up on life. rip idiot box, rip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i'm currently using my friends itouch. kool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i DON'T own one of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we went out for brendan's farwell party. have fun in oklahoma boi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1526656132386257549?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1526656132386257549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1526656132386257549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1526656132386257549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1526656132386257549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2010/01/tech-advance.html' title='tech advance'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1588002671618268537</id><published>2009-12-30T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T02:54:16.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vampire's assistant</title><content type='html'>avatar, so hard to get tickets (for 3D)&lt;br /&gt;must really book 3days in advance leh&lt;br /&gt;supposed to watch today, but yala.. can't get the tickets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;trying to type without 'i' s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;fill in the blanks yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think what was nice abt it the first time watched is that,&lt;br /&gt;sat at row G, (quite near screen) for other movies it would be bad&lt;br /&gt;but for avatar it was the perfect seat, cause the screen will so ngam fit your whole line of sight (vision triangle)&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, it really make u feel like you're in the kool tropic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really a show you can't watch on dvd.. unless you have like a 60" flat screen or projector&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 'vampire's assistant' just now with cousins and joshua, free ticket from auntie kara&lt;br /&gt;kool show.&lt;div 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assistant'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1108506857791863555</id><published>2009-12-30T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:26:12.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gotta buck up, boi</title><content type='html'>its getting harder day by day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life, as i know it, seems to be getting tougher, as i take on more responsibilities and make my days worthless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i've got a whole lotta things on my list that i have to clear off&lt;br /&gt;but never found the time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;i've been&amp;nbsp;wasting&amp;nbsp;my holidays, precious days .. doing stuff that will never benefit me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although there are some good days, productive ones, which are happy memories embedded into my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, why in the world would i have ever thought that having more duties is better?&lt;br /&gt;i don't like&amp;nbsp;appointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spontaneous&amp;nbsp;is the way i live,&lt;br /&gt;sadly the whole world doesn't live like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeap, gotta&amp;nbsp;compromise&lt;br /&gt;and be.. diligent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1108506857791863555?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1108506857791863555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1108506857791863555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so... for those of you who haved..... you might think i'm crazy, cause avatar is just the "most awesome show i've ever watched in my life!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... i need to watch it again before its outta the cinema's lah.... in 3D this time. so worth it i can bet. this is one of those rare shows you CAN'T watch on a tv using a pirated dvd... (meaby with blueray... and hdmi.. still pass-able la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt yeah... why on earth the title?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see last time before i watched&amp;nbsp;district&amp;nbsp;9 ..&amp;nbsp;everyone&amp;nbsp;was like saying is a good show.. "awesome" ... i had my expectations so high up, but when i saw it.... err..... i was&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;lah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so see, to make a movie look good, you tell them its bad... so in their minds its set to 'prepare for the worst' .. but when they go into the&amp;nbsp;theater and watch the movie..&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;like 'woah! now that dude's reviews were crap!" this show is awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: if you haven't watched the show but have read until this point.... now you know.... revers&amp;nbsp;psychology....&lt;br /&gt;so yeah... if you see me going around telling ppl&amp;nbsp;avatar&amp;nbsp;is an..'-ok-' show.... know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-wants to watch avatar.. over and over again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-5957006178083052966?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/5957006178083052966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=5957006178083052966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/5957006178083052966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/5957006178083052966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar-is-noob-show.html' title='avatar... is a noob show!!!'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-7410411538308228437</id><published>2009-12-21T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:38:51.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>individual liberalism</title><content type='html'>yeah was chatting with (special friend) the otherday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he likes to share much intresting 'stuff' with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stuff like &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/8388485.stm"&gt;climategate&lt;/a&gt;. which is states that global warming is ... rubbish .. and&amp;nbsp;taxes&amp;nbsp;charged to cover up your..... 'carbon footprint' is ..... something like scamming you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and abt the topic of this post.... individual democracy ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see he believes that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyone should be able to do what they want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;as long as&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;they do not affect me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kool huh? that way everybody will be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are many examples, but i'm too lazy to type them out. go think of it for yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there's also the education thingy abt changing our science and maths back to bm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean like..... change.. again???? see yeah its true that in places like kedah and terengganu, teachers there aren't really.. erm.. pro in english... they can't even make a string of proper&amp;nbsp;sentences... and your expecting them to teach in english???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well.. for selangor... i think its ok that we stay studying science and maths in english. cause... we can cope? we've got the english speaking ppl as teachers yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;there is no once size fits all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blah.. so bottom line the&amp;nbsp;government&amp;nbsp;(oooo sensitive issue.. &amp;nbsp;scared kena caught by ISA liow...) should give authority to the individual states&amp;nbsp;government.. to choose what language they want to teach&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;subjects in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like selangor for english yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but no, they would nvr do that... why? cause&amp;nbsp;probably&amp;nbsp;the editor of the new text book in bm is one of the bigshot's best friend... and if they change the subject language, they will have to buy new text books from him.... like.... 1 million new books? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also abt the specific amount of periods a subject has to be taught. why must BM like occupy 9 periods in the&amp;nbsp;timetables? see.. in places like terengganu, they could lessen the amount of bm periods, so to teach other more... subjects.. they.. are week in.. like english....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but no... that will nvr happen, why? because... they try to 'one size fit all'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also abt tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuition - ok so you let your kids go to tuition, you pay abit more money. but hey, the pros is you get more individual attention, the teacher can pay more attention in helping you, and thier probebly better than those in the skools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why am i telling you this? .... i'm saying that we should have a choice to NOT go to skool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see in class, the teachers are always paying attention to the smart ones right? (well they are the ones who need it the least!!!!) and forgetting abt those who sit behind the class.... (yeah you know... those ppl) .... (who need education and attention the most!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so by letting the smart one's parents send them to tuition for a higer fee, you get like.. less ppl in a classroom in skool... say from 40 down to 20.... then the teacher can pay more attention to individuals and in hand provide better education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! there must still be a examination. everyone is required to take the PMR and spm. so see, you have a general exam, but are given the choice to study for it what ever way you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no idea how to link this next topic in.. it was somewhere in our convo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;constitution- it has been changed from the original copy... a few many ... alot of times.. to make it twisted....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah.... i remember reading one of my moral teachers old old copy of the&amp;nbsp;constitution.... i bet there's a tonne of stuff in there..... that i'll nvr read in the newer versions. blah......&amp;nbsp;constitutions&amp;nbsp;are not meant to be changed!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and not going to skool is bad for your social skill? thats rubbish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-7410411538308228437?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/7410411538308228437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=7410411538308228437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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mail box today.. and recieved this message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------start--------------&lt;br /&gt;Heyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howdyy? had a damn boring day today :s&lt;br /&gt;whats up at your place?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i can bet you're going to smile after reading this... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Easy, Secure and Free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it Now, Click Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;----------end---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost got tricked by it&lt;br /&gt;zzz but no.. my friend doesn't use the "d" word..&lt;br /&gt;so.... i checked the other emails.. they had the same message! but diffrent subject&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;"0-0 hi"&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"hello"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so convincing.. blah.. hotmail... filter out the spam pls!&lt;br /&gt;gmail ftw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-2307608954476792673</id><published>2009-12-16T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:29:56.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>con man... boy</title><content type='html'>ahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, was walking to hardwear shop with joshua. then this dude on a motorbike came up to us. say he know me saw me in INC .... in my mind i know this guy bluff: i nvr go cybercafe before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he cerita drama story. say his brother is a police, kena chop up by chinese gangsta. then he come from kelantan wanna visit his bro in General Hospital. say he duno how to get there, need to take cab, ect ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say he got no friends here blablabla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after talk super long i cannot tahan edi. i say i don't know him, i've nvr been to INC before, just cut&amp;nbsp;straight&amp;nbsp;to the point and say what you wan, cause i dun&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;you already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz.. he freaked out, start saying all the bad words then he cabut lari, say he gonna come back with gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??? from kelantan with no friends eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you see a hinda EX5, plante number PCF (or something like that la) 701, its him&lt;br /&gt;red helmet.&lt;br /&gt;around 17 years old (i asked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we tell the guard (wahh so nice to have this lock down thingy .. got security abit... ) not to let him in anymore.... the guard tell us that the boy say he wanted to meet up with his&amp;nbsp;friend in&amp;nbsp;here... we don't know him man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;joshua came to my house in the morning, tell me the guard tell him... he (the guard) kena wack by the boy last night.. oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wisdom from josh's dad: "when ever a stranger comes up to you, and you have no connection with him, just IGNORE him. don't make eye contact, don't speak just&amp;nbsp;ignore. once you show a slight sign your&amp;nbsp;interested, the guy will come over and try to sell you stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz why did i learn this after it has happened so many times before??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-2307608954476792673?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/2307608954476792673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=2307608954476792673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/2307608954476792673'/><link rel='self' 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could come back alive after being killed =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to go again. only problem, expensive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and thank you all campers and joshua for&amp;nbsp;cleaning up&amp;nbsp;and shift QM&amp;nbsp;equipment&amp;nbsp;to scouts den the day right after we finished camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels good to be able to do nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang camp was good.&lt;br /&gt;bbq=lots of clean up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3735664053489862270?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/3735664053489862270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=3735664053489862270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lenterns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached there i just realised something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT TO BRING THE&amp;nbsp;RESIT! ahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank God the shop owner vry nice, he allow us to take the lenters back =P phewh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;templer's park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;here we come again =D hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;won't be back till monday. ciow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-627626010667104795?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-4367895194008184871</id><published>2009-12-02T01:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T01:19:29.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new moon</title><content type='html'>is the worst movie i have ever watched....... in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so boring&lt;br /&gt;i have never felt so much like walking out of a cinema half way as ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i got to tell you something,&lt;br /&gt;i got a small fright when alice broke the door at the clock tower =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... waste of time the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like alice =D nice girl she is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-4367895194008184871?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-2330925191831621582</id><published>2009-12-01T16:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:13:35.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 things</title><content type='html'>3 things to plan for, first and formost upcoming one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senior camp 09&lt;br /&gt;-i&amp;nbsp;thought&amp;nbsp;this was a leisure camp, where we go and chop bamboo, build a nice hut, and achieve some objectives&lt;br /&gt;- who knew that there was so much to plan for .. zzz comon man! its only 6 dudes going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang camp&lt;br /&gt;-still looking for a bbq pit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas play&lt;br /&gt;-ohh this one is a big one&lt;br /&gt;-up to now there has not been one practice, but the script is already done&lt;br /&gt;-hope it turns out well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other stuff on my mind&lt;br /&gt;-butterfly lamps in KL&lt;br /&gt;-bk exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz i wish i was in&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;krabi or somewhere having a holiday.. a real one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear God... your plans are always better than our plans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-2330925191831621582?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/2330925191831621582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=2330925191831621582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-9132817204060147127</id><published>2009-11-30T12:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T12:42:47.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SxNM-WPMg6I/AAAAAAAAAj0/fx2DQjvlEfw/s1600/butterfly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SxNM-WPMg6I/AAAAAAAAAj0/fx2DQjvlEfw/s320/butterfly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so after end year camp, we found out we oni have ONE working bf lamp&lt;br /&gt;so today kin meng took us to kl to 'the butterfly' shop&lt;br /&gt;(super rare shop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the top secret directions to the hidden street:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to lrt taman bahagia ( kelana jaya line) RM2.10&lt;br /&gt;take an lrt putra to masjid jamek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cross over to lrt (ampang line) Rm1.20&lt;br /&gt;and take lrt to titiwangsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cross the river and turn right... walk to then end (pass proton shop)&lt;br /&gt;then turn right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and keep on walking until you find a butterfly shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aka&lt;br /&gt;lea hin company (pte.) ltd.&lt;br /&gt;no 163-167, jalan ipoh, 51200 kuala lumpur malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.. left 5, 826 double butterfly pressure lanterns there&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summore we nvr bring enuf spare parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anaywyas those going for senior camp,&lt;br /&gt;got meeting at 10.30 am in ming tien, vip table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you there if your comming for senior camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scouts=vips&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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BOTH a and b!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blah... which monkey patrol didn't take back&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;quali!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;humph.. next time i'm only gonna carry stuff up and down, i'll leave the washing to other people.. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lazy much? just jokking! i'd LOVE to wash up things after camp =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.................. yeah rite........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-4139328464189904791?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/4139328464189904791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>its always the fuses!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, my bro got married and is outta this house. so i got his lil space in this house, its not really a room, but it'll do for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once thing i noticed is that he had an ol' radio that ain't working. figured i could try to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;so opened it up and&amp;nbsp;dismantled&amp;nbsp;it .. carefully (unlike how rough i used to be when i was a kid) .. and found the problem, a blown fuse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey thats great! makes life easy at fixing things.. fuses,&amp;nbsp;sacrificing&amp;nbsp;thier lives for the better.&lt;br /&gt;mhmm took out the fuse... nvr seen this type before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bel, T2.5L250V ??? yeap thats some sorta code that fuses have on them.. not sure if it was a 2A or 3 A fuse.... so i went on the great&amp;nbsp;search&amp;nbsp;for it... went to ss2 .. and even there i could not find this fuse... blah... it does&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://octopart.com/info/Bel+Fuse/T2.5L250V"&gt;exists&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;tough .. mmhmm meaby ACE&amp;nbsp;hardware&amp;nbsp;might have it?&amp;nbsp;doubt&amp;nbsp;it tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i settled for a lower Amp fuse, the 2A250V ... plugged it back in and assembled the radio back together... with fingers crossed i on the switch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WAS A RED LIGHT!! =D BIG SMILE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which only laste for a second, then the fuse blew again.... BLAH~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so hard to reach the fuse thats burried so deep inside the ol junk radio ... now i'm too lazy to open it up again.. should have bought the 3A one .. i'm just scared that it might blow the components... zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?? why??? of all the fuses to use toshiba!! .... 2.5??? so rare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone got a&amp;nbsp;Bel Fuse - T2.5L250V ?? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-8749084502336246811?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/8749084502336246811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=8749084502336246811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/8749084502336246811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/8749084502336246811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/11/fuses.html' title='fuses!'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-4110027862195657451</id><published>2009-11-24T02:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T02:59:53.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>mid year scout camp = God blessed&lt;br /&gt;in templers park&lt;br /&gt;time: monsoon season&lt;br /&gt;1st thing we did when reach camp site: pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk up no rain.&lt;br /&gt;set up shelter then oni rain&lt;br /&gt;2 days same (2nd and 3rd day)= early half day is good weather (not too hot until it can melt the carbon fiber poles in tents)&lt;br /&gt;then second half of day (after lunch) it rains... only bad thing is cannot wash plates&lt;br /&gt;4th day is God given. whole day no rain. can hike up to waterfall and play safely in river&lt;br /&gt;then we hike down, no rain&lt;br /&gt;wait for bus, no rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go back to school, no rain! (this is rare, usually when we come out of the bus after camp infront of school its always raining!!! yea?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come home, and see this! God is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SwrbOdx90NI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qTjce_UmjTU/s1600/rain+cloud.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SwrbOdx90NI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qTjce_UmjTU/s320/rain+cloud.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, dad took mom, uncle kwen ping and i to putrajaya and the botanical gardens =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days later&lt;br /&gt;went to watch 2012 with family (dad mom uncle kwen ping and his friend pat) long time nvr follow parents to watch movie. it was nice. tought provoking. unlike other 'end of the earth shows'. especially diffrent from those with aliens like independence day or war of the worlds. this one was&amp;nbsp;similar&amp;nbsp;to day after tomorrow. only much much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r..u..s..s...i...o..n...s.. t..a...l..k.. v..e....r...y.. s...lo..w...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like sasha the russion&amp;nbsp;pilot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-4110027862195657451?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/4110027862195657451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=4110027862195657451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/4110027862195657451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/4110027862195657451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SwrbOdx90NI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qTjce_UmjTU/s72-c/rain+cloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-4505164741289373172</id><published>2009-10-14T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:47:40.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel like a prawn</title><content type='html'>ok here this is the senario,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was almost done eating my super-yee-meen lunch homecooked by mom&lt;br /&gt;and then my peaceful lunch moment was disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to go and help ukong carry some stuff to charity's car&lt;br /&gt;when i came back into the house, my bowl of food was GONE!&lt;br /&gt;it dissappered... sorta... my grandmother tought i'd finished (cause it was only soup left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. there was TWO prawns left in the soup...&lt;br /&gt;but she threw it away anyway into 'the-mini-rubish-bin-for-food-in-the-sink'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh well.. whats done is done&lt;br /&gt;to think that i did not have to care abt it anymore, i went back to use the comp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few moments later&lt;br /&gt;my mom called me..... "yEw LeUNg come hErE!!"&lt;br /&gt;jeng jeng jeng... this is when i had to face it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she washed and peeled the prawns....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. i have nvr consumed anything so revolting in my life&lt;br /&gt;thank God i didn't die ... especially since its the exam period!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh wait.. on the other hand.. it would have been nice if something happened to me so that i could skip the exams =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha.. woahh woahh.. better watch my words.... not asking for trouble yo..&lt;br /&gt;am i thankful for the health You have blessed me with&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-4505164741289373172?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/4505164741289373172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=4505164741289373172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/4505164741289373172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/4505164741289373172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-like-prawn.html' title='i feel like a prawn'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-404571334502434967</id><published>2009-10-08T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:44:11.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh heh</title><content type='html'>li ren told me this joke the other day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a student asked a teacher what was "stress, tension and panic"&lt;br /&gt;the teacher answered&lt;br /&gt;"stress is when your wife is&amp;nbsp;pregnant,&lt;br /&gt;tension&amp;nbsp;is when your girlfriend is pregnant"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"then what is panic?" the student asked&lt;br /&gt;the teacher replied "when both of them are"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-404571334502434967?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/404571334502434967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=404571334502434967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/404571334502434967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/404571334502434967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/10/heh-heh.html' title='heh heh'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-3604241146021656832</id><published>2009-10-06T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:45:46.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life without water is hard</title><content type='html'>clean water..&lt;br /&gt;there was a water cut the other day...&lt;br /&gt;meaby it was a burst pipe.. but man.. it was hard to get by th day&lt;br /&gt;not being able to wash plates, washing hands in a basin, not taking frequent baths, or flushing the stinky toilet&lt;br /&gt;using water really sparingly.. thank God this is not an everyday&amp;nbsp;routine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you syabas for providing my home with clean clear (well not really lah, but compared to other places.......) water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, many things in life is important.. just that we take it for granted&lt;br /&gt;there was this song we sang the other day in church "beautiful Saviour"&lt;br /&gt;the first verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus, Beautiful Saviour,&lt;br /&gt;God of all Majesty,&lt;br /&gt;Risen king,&lt;br /&gt;Lamb of God,&lt;br /&gt;Holy and righteous,&lt;br /&gt;Blessed redeemer,&lt;br /&gt;Bright morning star"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. the line that struck me? "bright morning star" ..&amp;nbsp;imagine&amp;nbsp;if the sun suddenly didn't rise one day.&lt;br /&gt;oO dark eh? yeah i know, we all got electric torchlights and everything, but how long before we start freezing to death? thank God for the Sun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just as how important the sun is to us... so is Jesus as our "blessed Redeemer"&lt;br /&gt;thank God for the Son&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3604241146021656832?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/3604241146021656832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=3604241146021656832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3604241146021656832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3604241146021656832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-without-water-is-hard.html' title='life without water is hard'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-716000728350419553</id><published>2009-10-04T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:23:20.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bball-sprian</title><content type='html'>ow ow ow .. i sprained my leg.... two times in a row.. thanks ken and mark for carrying me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was jumping and landed on someones leg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have to limp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God&lt;br /&gt;i think its His way to tell me&lt;br /&gt;"stop playing sports and go study!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i prayed "dear Father, help me to be&amp;nbsp;discipline&amp;nbsp;to study hard"&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is the answer =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D thank u Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-716000728350419553?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/716000728350419553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=716000728350419553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/716000728350419553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/716000728350419553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/10/bball-sprian.html' title='bball-sprian'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-5808966964555764197</id><published>2009-10-04T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T02:18:26.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>appleseed</title><content type='html'>woah just finished watching appleseed(ex machina) ... kool show man. the computerized&amp;nbsp;graphics&amp;nbsp;is awesome. mobile fortresses and mecha ...&lt;br /&gt;watching the show made me think abt the human body that is kinda interesting! but how crazy complicated it is.. how in the world did God mange to make such a ... (searches for the word for 2 minutes) ..... complex .... being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the human body, that consist of tendons which work inline with muscles and&amp;nbsp;neurons, lungs and a heartbeat, blood and valves ... consciousness..&amp;nbsp;amazing huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part of all... when he created us, He gave us our soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves you. very much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-5808966964555764197?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/5808966964555764197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=5808966964555764197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/5808966964555764197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/5808966964555764197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/10/appleseed.html' title='appleseed'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-514187595605592674</id><published>2009-09-20T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T01:26:39.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates, updates</title><content type='html'>studd done in the week, and the week before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshua taught me a kool trick to wash dog shiz off erm.. anything, for instance car mats =P ... just pour 1-2 cans of diet coke on it and rinse with water.. kool eh? try it next time if you have too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the final destination with waiyan, thanks lisa for the tickets, kool movie, lots of blood. quarter way through i was like "i don't want to watch anymore!!!!" by the time you watch half way through you'll be like "aiah another death? ok.. used to it" =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the zoo today with the youth.. for kool pics visit lisa or julee's facebook photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yew meng got into an accident on thursday .. his car was dead flat stationary.. and still, a car hit him from behind.. advanza that umeng drove had kangaroo bar installed by dad..... small lil dent.. wira that crase in yew mengs car.... crushed like crazy... no one hurt =D toll trucks were.. erm.. efficient?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i learn from my uncle, steps to do:&lt;br /&gt;1) check if anyone is injured, if yes call ambulance at 999&lt;br /&gt;2) don't block traffic, move the cars to the side of road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;3) take out the iron rod/parang from underneath the seat... (heh heh)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) don't let the toll truck ppl take your car!!! don't shoo them off either, its quite amusing to have them around&lt;br /&gt;4) take down important details, car number plates, pictures, the road number, time, driver's ic and h/p no. ect.&lt;br /&gt;5) go make a police report (can be made separately of the other driver) &lt;br /&gt;6) claim from insurance company, they'll have their own panel of workshops you can choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope u'll remember this if you ever (touch wood) accidentally kena accident which might not or might be your fault.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my right knee is killin' me... thats all i can remember for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for the plan09 tomorrow will be back on tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to kl and happy hari raya&lt;br /&gt;uleung- shiz happen, try your best not to step on it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-514187595605592674?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/514187595605592674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=514187595605592674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/514187595605592674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/514187595605592674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/09/updates-updates.html' title='updates, updates'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-413527606693204369</id><published>2009-09-19T00:37:00.071+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T01:11:05.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baptised in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;19th september.. mmhmm very familiar date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something special happened on this day.. four or five years back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oO will i every live up to the comitment i made.. back then, when i was so young?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i sure do hope so, making such an important covenant at that immature unripe age, sometimes i wondered if it would have been better for me to make the promise ... a lil bit later in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never know the answer ... but i sure do know, the choice i made, was a good one, it was the good one. now all i have to do is live up to the commitment i made, believing is not enough.. one must belong to the thing he's faith leans on, the One he puts his hope in, the One who's ... words can ever always be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes indeed even as lisa poped up from nowhere to and asked for a random verse, the first thing that came to my mind was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 corintians 5:17&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm .. submerging into the waters of the pool that day.. i should have died .. not literally physically drowned to death .. die as in die to self .. and live for christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well .. not doing a very good job currently.. on both sides... whether its dying to one's selfish wants and pleasures ... or praying that i'll use each day as if it were a gift from You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gahh, just tried to kill an irritating mosquito underneath the computer table.... failed.. miserably *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. sorry for that show of un-loving ness ... sometimes.. you just can tolerate certain stuff in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh well, with a broken chain of taught, i'm too lazy to think try to connect the chain back, i shall end here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who shares this same special date as myself namely uncle foo, jack, nat, sue ann, erwin, untie christine and another lady... (i'm not sure of her name, wait no.. i don't even know her name!!) ...  and especially my fellow brothers and sisters in Christ ......... remember, the old has gone, and the new has come so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ROCK ON FOR GOD! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;uleung- signinged ..and made a promise about something =P i hope you do too =D one day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-413527606693204369?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/413527606693204369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=413527606693204369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/413527606693204369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/413527606693204369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/09/baptised-in-name-of-father-son-and-holy.html' title='baptised in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1642628046220301268</id><published>2009-08-28T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:04:14.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain, rain ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;phweh, its been raining quite alot lately,&lt;br /&gt;and whats the chances to not get caught in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i'll tell you something..&lt;br /&gt;in the past week .. i've experience God's grace TWO times!&lt;br /&gt;one was when i was cycling back from the cave on wed night,&lt;br /&gt;the moment i reached home, 30 seconds later it started to pour cats and dogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the second occasion was similar, God held back the rain, again&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've also learn my lesson,&lt;br /&gt;there was one time, i wanted to go somewhere (volleyball practice in skool),&lt;br /&gt;but my mom told me not to go (cause she said it was gonna rain)&lt;br /&gt;but/tetapi, bagai mencurah air ke daun keladi, i still went... cycling&lt;br /&gt;and.................. i got caught in the rain&lt;br /&gt;didn't go to school in the end, but went back home,&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind cycling in the rain, nope not at all, i don't mind getting wet,&lt;br /&gt;unless i have a bag with me!! sigh.. regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess when the God gave us the commandment to 'honor your father and your mother' (Ex 20:12a)&lt;br /&gt;He knew the consequences of not doing it, eh?&lt;br /&gt;owh well... bottom line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-love the parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 6:1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Honor your father and mother”–which is the first commandment with a promise–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“that it may go well with you and that you may enjoy long life on the earth.”&lt;/span&gt; (well thats what the Bible says in Deut. 5:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1642628046220301268?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1642628046220301268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1642628046220301268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1642628046220301268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1642628046220301268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/08/rain-rain.html' title='rain, rain ...'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-4517206619632884984</id><published>2009-08-27T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:03:15.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT THE HOLIDAYS~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wohooo!! its time to partay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok see, a few updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been reading bio chapt 6 nutrition! intresting! next time when my sone is old enuf to read i'm gonna let him read this chapter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday- steam boat @ amanda's more details click &lt;a href="http://manzlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/ah-could-someone-remind-me-how-much-of.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so sunday was a good day, thanks xing yao..'s dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: a day of going to atria and then to 1U and the back to atria and the to 1U again... because of my sisters specs.. lesson learnt: don't buy contacts before you check your power.. like recently cheked.. to end the day Bm tuition at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: a day out with joshua .. making mushroom soup. skill learnt: how to de-skin a garlic by bashing it =D the mushroom soup was g-o-o-d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: went cycling in the morning with joshua and kerwiin, lesson learnt: carry some tools around to fix your garbage! as in.. carry a set or spanners to make on the spot ajustments to kerwiin's seat post.. =P went over to joshuas's house to bake ourself's a brownie =D yum yum... secret learnt: premix! =P cheaters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wednesday night: some unknow person's party! at the cave! .. sorry currently i cant find any links to anyone elses blog abt this event.. so owh well.. i'm not going into details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finaly today.. thursday morning.. time to.. study.. i hope i can stay home today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-did he just say...... studie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-4517206619632884984?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/4517206619632884984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=4517206619632884984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/4517206619632884984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/4517206619632884984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-holidays.html' title='IT THE HOLIDAYS~!'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-3519546871444733926</id><published>2009-08-27T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:41:44.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what on earth am i here for</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeap, see the titile? thats the book i've just finish reading.. the book is somehow related to 'the purpose driven life' and its a good reminder to why i or anyone else for that matters is here for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, just like a mmorpg, but just that this one so happen's to be in real life and not on a computer screen,  i've set out on a quest...... a journy .. that will change my life forever! .. well atleast thats what i hope for la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i've already change the way i look at life, and also i've changed my toguht's of what is life&lt;br /&gt;now its just for.. "got to change the way i live" ... but i wont say " i've got to..." because i know, by my own human might i won't be able too.. so yes, i havew to admit, i need someone's help, i need a God's help... so let the phase be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may God help me as i try to change the way i live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phweh .. this is... hard! ... sorta.. erm... nahhh... its pretie simple right? ya-know.. just give you life to God and let Him do everything, ya-da ya-da ya-da... let Him make all de decisions and so on and so forth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a totally new preson yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. i think.... gosh.. this isn't as easy as i tuahgt i'll be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ok anyways.. the 1st task onto completing the quest (of a life time!) is to:&lt;br /&gt;frist and formost, know and obey His comandments, namely the greatest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matthew 22:37b-39&lt;br /&gt;‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’&lt;br /&gt;This is the first and greatest commandment.&lt;br /&gt;And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaaa .. to love God with everything i've got eh? this ........... doesn't seem easy, nor is it impossible! to be called a christian.. i don't mind working a lil bit to be worthy enuf to be called one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus i shall encourage ... myself? hmm self encoraugement is... a lil encouragement ... but owh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-don't be a hypocrite .. or well.. atleast not a big one =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank GOd your'e still alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3519546871444733926?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/3519546871444733926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=3519546871444733926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3519546871444733926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3519546871444733926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-on-earth-am-i-here-for.html' title='what on earth am i here for'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-3786562872723827205</id><published>2009-08-14T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:44:49.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't do it!!</title><content type='html'>Life is much more worth living,&lt;br /&gt;when you have found the purpose to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can only love you, if you allow him to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3786562872723827205?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/3786562872723827205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=3786562872723827205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3786562872723827205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3786562872723827205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-do-it.html' title='don&apos;t do it!!'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-6767743166121468984</id><published>2009-06-19T01:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:49:56.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super scout 4 camp (mid year)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Sjp9YHGa2_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/7pLYEUV4J5g/s1600-h/P6110010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Sjp9YHGa2_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/7pLYEUV4J5g/s320/P6110010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348725360632191986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;scouts mid year camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 people all together. 2 junior: kin cheng and chun san. 2senior: poh yee and i. 2scouter: vincent and alwin. all guys this camp =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was reallly fun. too fun to explain in words.. the camp site was already prepared for us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Sjp9YASZzkI/AAAAAAAAAg4/5Q0YT_jMlxs/s1600-h/P6110021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Sjp9YASZzkI/AAAAAAAAAg4/5Q0YT_jMlxs/s320/P6110021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348725358803406402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the area was sort of clean, there was a nice fire place, a fence put up and a big hole already dug for us to throw our rubbish in! =D all we did was chop bamboo, make a really uber nice house to stay in and best part of all, there was no 'activites!' . there was no 'how to sharpen your parang' or 'first aid couse' =D it was just plain camping. we cooked with bamboo too. in the super cold mornings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Sjp9YS-2eKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/_mxezRKeXJ8/s1600-h/P6110029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Sjp9YS-2eKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/_mxezRKeXJ8/s320/P6110029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348725363821672610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out sir vincent. he's one of the coolest scouters anyone could have man! (yeah i know most probably everyone says this abt thier own scouters, but i sure do think he's the coolest!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too lazy to write out what fun things we did. eg. catch prawns at night, get a massage at the waterfall &amp;amp; going through life and death situations. +P jkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to describe this camp in a few words: fun lazy skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for the next camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-6767743166121468984?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/6767743166121468984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=6767743166121468984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/6767743166121468984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/6767743166121468984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/06/scouts-mid-year-camp-was-awesome-6.html' title='super scout 4 camp (mid year)'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Sjp9YHGa2_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/7pLYEUV4J5g/s72-c/P6110010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-861770083290585346</id><published>2009-06-11T06:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:22:59.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the random bus ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;morning went with poy yee to giant.. took the public bus. bought stuff for camp. passed by some audio shop near at brothers.. woah.. the sound is so..... perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rafia- after buying stuff.. i had to pay.. poh yee i want my 78 bucks! .. then i used up all my money.. was planning to buy rafia on the way back home (walk from tmn bahagia to house)  .. stop by at the hardware shop.. nooob... not enuf money. blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home. so walk home loh.. then change get read to go sunway pyramid with english speaking chinese gang of 4br.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rafia- stoped by at the shop again (mom drove) went down and bought it... the took the lrt to kj station .. blah.. so gotta plan my journey better next time, so i wont have to take so many trips like this again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kj- supposed to meet de gang at 12-1 .. and.. i was.. 1.. crap.. where are they? did they go without me? so walk acrossed the bridge, back and fourt.. blah.. called amanda with public phone (cause i she wrote her number on my wallet last time) .. thats like.. one of the few phone numbers i got with me... but.. turns out she wasn't going.. my credit ran out.. so half way then potong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'missed the gang going to sunway'.. owh well.. thats what i tought .. later on i found out that they went later.. blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nothing to do...i had the choice to take the sunway bus.. and then meet them at the ice skating ring.. but iw as to lazy.. and i wanted to save some money ... so.. waited there .. for like 30 minutes... no doing anything... then i decided do sit on a random bus...sat the bas to mayang mas =P went all de way there .. and jumped off the last bus station before reaching kj again.. too free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh well.. since i'm gonna miss the ice skating and steamboat with de gang to night .. i went roler blading alone in the basketball court.. just to make up for it.... well.. while skating the only thing on my mind was.. "don't fall on the left hand!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today ...finish watching code geass .. kool ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-861770083290585346?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/861770083290585346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=861770083290585346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/861770083290585346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/861770083290585346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/06/morning-went-with-poy-yee-to-giant.html' title='the random bus ride'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1783744741768489697</id><published>2009-06-09T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:01:31.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 may 09 wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh right.. it isn't may anymore is it? nor is it wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man my time is really kinda screw up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... enuf of crapping bout' time, cause it should be spent on something more meaningful. so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here the updates abt tuesday: second week of the holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up.. hugged pillow.. ah it feels good to be in bed, waking up to a cool morning, resting topless with one's spinal backbone on the ever so soft fabric which is oh-so comfortable, with not a care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap that was morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off the bed now, went downstairs.. yawn.. gosh we ran out of cereal.. my lazy breakfast.. pour out what filled 1/8th of my bowl.. no milk in fridge either.. there was a carton of melon milk though.. =P new cuisines come from crazy ideas.. later when mom finished talking on de phone she made me my favorite sandwich.. kaya with cheese. yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed of for tuition at pn liews house at 11.. no one was there.. so i walked back.. waited until 11.08 and went back there, gosh i was still the first.. so i walked in.. man ain't no go the guts to walk up to people. owh well, after add maths tuition, went home and ate the a super tasty burger that was made by mom. yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went off to ming tien to meet the tuition people there.. namely david, jon.c, des, and jan yi. got a free drink from jan, cause she had to go off.. talk about second hand starfruit juice.. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or meaby a a yum for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back, saw .. sam, my neigbour, sorta.. chit-chat abit.. then went home, called up shueng jien.. went over to his house, man i love cycling with no hands, dangerous much though. then went over to a freinds house to pop by, sadly the person wasn't in. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home. sigh.. sorry this next sentance might be .. abit... voulgar ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M0tH3R-no-t3@c#!!! my back tire punctured again!!! and this time it was a more expensive tube, blah. even my frame is denting (bending) in... crap. i really hope this bike.. my uncle's bike wont break into half... oO yes i'm scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be doing the work i borrow from shueng jien, instead ended up on-ing the computer, blah.. time waster. i know i'm addticted. yes we know what is right, yet we still do not persue the truth. blah, humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate mosquitoes by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played basketball with ken the man. fuhh.. he's the king of the hill .. jia ming was there too. met pn.loh son. and i slipped and fell again... landed on my left hand again. crap it hasn't fully healed and its taken another blow.. gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .. i can quote the words that came out of my mouth: " OH MY... N*****!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home.. ate dinner.. special asam fish for uncle ang kim ling. thanks. then came online.. aquried and planned tomorrows scedual. wanna know what i'm doing? stalkers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.30am meet kin cheng and poh yee at taman bahagia lrt station. go to giant and buy preparations for super-four-scouts camp. should end at 11am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 to 1 pm meet the 4br gang (not sure which one) at kelana jaya lrt station. go to sunway for some iceskating and then head off for steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what i think i'm gonna do tomorrow. sigh. will be heading off for scouts camp from thursday to saturday, will be back from jacoon-ulu-jungle for church on sunday, all thanks to poh yee for planning it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i was doing besides msn-ing? watching code geass R2 ... sigh... its gonna end soon.. mmhmm the 'peleraian' reminds me of full metal alchamist .. somehow, in away... animea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats so cool about it? nothing, its just another way to waste precious time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung- i.. don't wanna be a hip-po..crit .. how much time do we have left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer: not much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1783744741768489697?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1783744741768489697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1783744741768489697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1783744741768489697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1783744741768489697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/06/9-may-09-wednesday.html' title='9 may 09 wednesday'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1014832149169311937</id><published>2009-06-08T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:32:22.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 campers here we go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rocker climbering yesterday with scouts in wangsa maju. madmonkeyz climbing gym. for more info visit my cousin's blog post: &lt;a href="http://flamingpyroidiot.blogspot.com/2009/06/rock-climbing.html"&gt;ROCK climbing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day was spent.. lazing around at home watching code geass R2 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know i should study.. and the mostly answer question to what friends are doing now is.. projects.. crapp.. the thing abt it is that, everytime the teacher gives projects, it just has to be the day i'm not in class! of all the days we have full attendace they don't give us our assingments.. and just so happen.. like everytime it happens... they'll give it when i'm away!! blah.. so i always end up with no group.. crap studies la.....plan to visit sheung jien tomorrow to get the list of home works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. haha wanna hear a joke? like so many ppl pulled out from scouts camp.. end up only four of us going.. poh yee, chun san .. kin cheng (kin meng's bro) and i .. with sir vincent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh .. scouts rock, this is gonna be one great camp.. i can feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1014832149169311937?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1014832149169311937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1014832149169311937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1014832149169311937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1014832149169311937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/06/4-campers-here-we-go.html' title='4 campers here we go'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-8160153715895944591</id><published>2009-06-07T01:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:29:14.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics kicks of ipoh no.2</title><content type='html'>OPPPP before u read this. read a paragraph below... with the ### sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Siquny4giRI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kmy9PowjrCA/s1600-h/P6050524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Siquny4giRI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kmy9PowjrCA/s320/P6050524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344275906525432082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok .. now that the photos can load up.. here's a view from the hotel room.. not bad eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqujNND1bI/AAAAAAAAAgY/9E2t_WVvcIo/s1600-h/P6050448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqujNND1bI/AAAAAAAAAgY/9E2t_WVvcIo/s320/P6050448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344275827691607474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and my dad just found this shadow cause by this pair of ember glasses really cool, he actually asked me to take a pic with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqurhRjo6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/r2-TrVRYQKU/s1600-h/P6060548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqurhRjo6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/r2-TrVRYQKU/s320/P6060548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344275970518131618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ah GOd's creation. the mountains display His splandor.. i love to see them along the highways.. beautiful malaysia.. no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Siquf5GuLCI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/nyJ1MSaP6U4/s1600-h/P6060588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Siquf5GuLCI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/nyJ1MSaP6U4/s320/P6060588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344275770756705314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the car.. stole toothpicks from bidor (yes the crazy duck soup mee) .. waited super long to get our mee.. so played with stars.. anyways when we were back in the car, i tried to make a 3D 5 pointed star.. only succeeded 2/3rds of the way.. they it exploded.. =( .. so depressing.. the car was really shakie though. so much vibration.. its hard to keep the toothpicks in place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;### gAHHHHHH i cant load photos easily.. i wanted to put all de photos into one post, but i cant! why?? because .. *bleep bloop beeeeep!!!* whats wrong with the uploading image thingy?? only mange to upload one of the photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqtVw7O6tI/AAAAAAAAAfk/u7dTDevLyAs/s1600-h/P6040425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqtVw7O6tI/AAAAAAAAAfk/u7dTDevLyAs/s320/P6040425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344274497250716370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; check out the rain bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so after i've typed the caption for this i tried again.. uploading the other pictures.. and it works!!!! praise God! ok now u can go and read the 1st paragraph. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-8160153715895944591?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/8160153715895944591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=8160153715895944591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/8160153715895944591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/8160153715895944591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/06/pics-kicks-of-ipoh-no2.html' title='pics kicks of ipoh no.2'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Siquny4giRI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kmy9PowjrCA/s72-c/P6050524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1273173309545297557</id><published>2009-06-07T01:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T01:52:35.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some pics with kicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqpkbqNy0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/P2HFZK3Kf1c/s1600-h/P6040404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqpkbqNy0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/P2HFZK3Kf1c/s320/P6040404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344270351193721666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ahhh ipoh.... i nvr noticed the sign before =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqqbGq233I/AAAAAAAAAek/qcBtR5co4J0/s1600-h/P6050536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqqbGq233I/AAAAAAAAAek/qcBtR5co4J0/s320/P6050536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344271290452074354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2nd nights dinner. and adults complain that kids who use hand phones at the dining table are unsociable =P (woah if my parents see's i've posted this up, i'm sooo dead) it was a joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Siqqbd_Zc3I/AAAAAAAAAes/E4oJs5cMnkY/s1600-h/P6060542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Siqqbd_Zc3I/AAAAAAAAAes/E4oJs5cMnkY/s320/P6060542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344271296712242034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; check out the piracy u can find at kg. simee market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Siqpk28coqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/WHw3Lhm4g-Q/s1600-h/P6050453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/Siqpk28coqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/WHw3Lhm4g-Q/s320/P6050453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344270358517949090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; meet viki, the genius i was talking abt. this is child labor... "its hammer time!" .. got some blisters.. then later i remembered the 'rule of thumb' i once read in a metal smithing book in smkts's library!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqplFmpWTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3X_k1OdukSE/s1600-h/P6050502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqplFmpWTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3X_k1OdukSE/s320/P6050502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344270362453039410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; amber! big chunks of it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1273173309545297557?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1273173309545297557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1273173309545297557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1273173309545297557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1273173309545297557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-pics-with-kicks.html' title='some pics with kicks'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SiqpkbqNy0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/P2HFZK3Kf1c/s72-c/P6040404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-8792770709524786922</id><published>2009-06-07T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:46:39.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3-rd day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baths. in the hotel.. if you had read my post abt frasers.. u'll know the way how i take showers. first starting off with hot water, opening pores and washing off oils. after shampooing, soaping, scrubbing and face washing (yes i actually use face wash now!!) ... its time to off de heater and kill the temperature.. heater off.. pure cold water.. ahhh... wait... heyy.. this water here isn't even cold! blah, i guess there's nothing else that can compare to water you get up in mountains. yes you can get hot water anywhere as long as you have a heater, but cold water? haha i don't think anyone has made a freezer for lowering the water temperature for showers.. owh well, i'm glad i tried the ice water in frasers. it was wort it =P (yes i am trying to trick you into do-ing this silly thing) just remember not to shout, or you might get some erm.. scolding. and yeah.. the last time, i remember i didn't do it for a long time, then when i did it.. i got sick =P after that one time, i continueusly do it and there seems to be no problem. but yes! it does work in preventing you from sweating after a shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. the water heater in the house (in pj) is.. not working... blah. might be the switch thats the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so.. this is the 3rd day.. and i am back in pj!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff i forgot to add in, in the previous post. after walking to the waterfall, i nvr wanted to walk anymore.. but oh man.... the field work required some .. very long walk through the oil palm estate and sometimes under the scorching sun. on the way back after excavating the amber trunk... we were walking.. and my chest started to hurt! gosh i haven't felt this for like years... i still remember this pain.. its a small pain in the middle of the chest, just in between ..erm.. nipples. woah.... crap.. i don't like the feeling of this. good thing i learnt the skill of force burping, helped alot in reducing the pressure. it lasted for quite a long time.. kept on burping.. =P excuse me. and i remember if i were to eat food, i'll puke it right out. good thing it recovered before the laksa =D (read previous post) what the heck causes it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the 2nd night. my family.. well.. my dad, mom and i.. were watching some show abt the environment and global warming.. and how all the ice at the ice caps (alantic and antartic) might.. might only.. melt by.. 2030 or worst sill 2015 ! oO hey i still wanna get married! the wrold cant end so fast!!!! ... but woah i tell you, the way the script and the tone of the narrator for the show.. it was good... it really sounded convincing.. with alot of facts and funny big english bombastic words... sigh.. just think of it.. sometimes we complain so much abt the weater.. about all hot it is... as if we were blaming something we are born in malaysia (as is it with the weather)=P ah owh well.. if you think your smart, you'll know what i'm trying to say... or you can just take it as i'm writeing random gibberish like i mostly do.. (or do i? no one ever said everything else had no meaning (yet come to think of it.. no one ever said that it was random giberish.. except me=D))  owh well...GOd the creator, man the destructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah 2nd day's night was a waste. supposed to go for a 'concert' aka worship at st. peters at 7.30 at night... buttt.. ate dinner until we skipped it =P owh well... foood. what a waste. bad time planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the third day in ipon..(i shall not state everything in detail, this time.. only two things thats all)) ... i went swimming! =D yes me dad and me when to ze stadium to swim! ahahhahahhaha how i love to be in the water!!! (actually.. not really la.. i felt uber tired) ... so in the pool, dad and i swim.. nvr play with water wan when i go swimming with him.. just do laps.. nvr .. erm.. handstand in the water, spin around ... dive ( i wanted to try toguh.. we were talking abt it) but we did play one dame.. the holding breath game =D but this time.. dad tought me .. or .. reminded me la.. the "thecnique of swimming the breast stroke.. aka frog stlye" .. he said that once we retune the body to be balanced with water bouyency and alll... we can keep on going swimming forever! .. (sorta la.. can swim for very long la.. just a figure of speech) and i just rialised i can't do front crawl aka freestlye andmore!! .. its great to have a dad who has been a life guard before... he tought me so many things.. how to dive (but i still end up wacking flat sometimes), how to save a dude and pull him out of the water.. yeap.. he's one kool guy....and for the first time, i didn't swim until my arms ace! cause.. my fingers started acing first =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd thing of the 3rd day.. my popo! (mothers mother) .. see at first my dad wanted to pick her up.. but then as mmy mother was leaving the house my grandma grabbed her hand and didn't want to let her go.. with tears in her eyes! .. then later when we came back the second time after having luch and abit of shopping and all (got a new surf pants) .... we tried to rescue my mom again.. this time my mom sorta found a 'glitch' .. she told popo that she would be comming back a diffrent time.. so she sorta 'prepared' popo to let her go .. but even as we left the house.. i could see that popo's eyes were.. really shinny. sad ...................... ipoh.. i'm gonna miss you.. parents thinking of selling mama's (my dad's mom) house.. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well thats all for this post. i shall try something diffrent then ending with "uleung-dash" .. for this post.. it'll be a quote for the MIA's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rubbish quotes to prod your tought: the consistent smile which is a sign of happiness is not a result of living in denial, but it comes when one has railised the truth. the only truth, that makes any other thing that is not of it, seem... meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-8792770709524786922?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/8792770709524786922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=8792770709524786922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/8792770709524786922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/8792770709524786922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/06/3-rd-day.html' title='3-rd day'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1704982573970052990</id><published>2009-06-05T19:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:46:43.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd-ay in ipoh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;chinese tea-last night had family dinner, drank chinese tea, even my dad couldn't sleep =P i was wondering why he wasn't snoaring.. so yeap stayed up untill 3am on the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;dap- dap? what the * does dap mean?? meaby your more firmilliar with DAP .. ahhh! (nonono not the political party!!) its the download accelerator plus! ohyes the wonders of technology. a really useful softwear it is. see this is my dad's new laptop i'm using right now, so he wanted to install skype on it, and do you know how freaking big the file is??? its not just that, i've tried it over and over again, and an error keeps on pooping up!! once it reached 60% .. and then it.. just stoped.... so i got so .. sad.. and then i remembered my bro yew meng had used something called DAP in the house's old computer .. and jack was talking abt it the other day, so yeah... why not give it a try. after all, there are tonnes of crap programs installed in this laptop... so yeah downloaded DAP and then after that, downloading skype was a breeze! 400% faster download rate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;some of the rubbish programs installed into this laptop (most by my dad's department's technition) .. oh yeah if your wondering, this laptop doesn't belong to my dad.. totally... he's using it under UM and once his work is done.. (meaby like 2-3 years later) he'll have to give the laptop back.. so yeah... why not start trashing it=P .. to name the programs: 3 web browers: safari, IE and !chrome!... (no mozzila!!), 6 media players: winamp, itunes, quicktime, realplayer, adobe media player and !gom!, 2 downloaders: winzip and !DAP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;speedbit- with dap came a sub program that could be installed. its called vedio accelerator, woah.. youtube vids load so much faster now.. at first you don't notice the diff, but then after a few seconds, the buffering bar would jump! (if your don't dunerstand try it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;nibong terbau-ok day two in ipoh. this was the day for my dad to go do his "work" so we travelled up north to.. nibong, near pinang island. met up with the guy who sent the letter to UM asking a geologist to come check out some ember he found while doing hash running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;dad in the car-on the long way to nibong, chatted with dad in the car, found out lots of thins abt him that i nvr knew, and talked abt.. thinking out of de box. then he told me his stories of hitch hiking cars to get from ipoh to kl.. one he sat in a mazda rx7, it was fast..... then there was also a time he sat in a lorry.. going 5km/h up a slope. =D heh heh.. nowadays ppl aint gonna stop for you man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;viki-met this super kool guy. the name's viki.. he didn't go to colledge or uni at all, yet his doin firmwear programming. self study! and works for international companies.. then we were talking he was sharing abt how he modded his tamiya car 1. he opened the motor and took out the coils, replacing them with thicker copper wires for stronger electric current flow. 2. he used brass gears cause they have very smooth erm.. flow?. 3. he hot wire the car to use 3 rechargeable batts, providng juice up to 2amps! 4. use back wheel drive. only. and yeah of all de competitions he goes for, he gets 1st place (notice not 'win' first place).. (like du-uhhh) so pro... but then get's disqualified, cause its too modified edi =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;noisy kids hocky players- this morning was woken up by noisy M hockey players that were staying in this hotel too.. right now thier still making noise.. blah.. its sorta like atheletics camp, they are staying 9 days here, wether its training of competition i duno.. the stadiums just a stone throws away.. owh well, bear with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;good food-tonights dinner was.. aweeeesomeee.. ate trigger fish. (1st time i eat) .. my dad say he lnog time nvr eat, like.... to him long time means.. long time... i haven't even eaten it in my life before! it was good.. there was crispy skinned duck too... and.. yeah.. food was good ... oh yeah in the afternoon after the field trip, we ate asam laksa at nibong, it was good too =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;my wirst- 3rd day of sustaining injurn, and i was right, .. its feeling much better now.. the bad thing is, my knee, still hurts when i put it into certain positions, like when i corss my legs.. other than that, i can walk normally, gosh i hope this is not permanent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;blah mebo doesn't work! no msn for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;uleung-current intrest: inspiredbicycles (go youtube it) and mini4wd modds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1704982573970052990?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1704982573970052990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1704982573970052990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1704982573970052990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1704982573970052990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/06/2nd-ay-in-ipoh.html' title='2nd-ay in ipoh'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1839693090684998250</id><published>2009-06-04T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:48:33.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wohoo! fair park hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey hey check it out, i'm writing this post from me dad'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s laptop! i'm back here in ipoh. and by God's wonderful grace, of so many hours i've tried to get the wireless working but kept on failing (hey, i was doing it during the exams period ok, working on it late into the night=P). i've finally mange to do it (with GOd's blessings)... my dad's laptop's wireless finally works!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;currently staying in fair park hotel, cause my dad and mom doesn't want to stay in my grandma's house. the last time we slept on those matresses, my grandma and dad got rashes all over, some kinda bed bug i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so yeap, cause my dad has a 'reson' to come here (to ipoh) under 'work' .. so yeap the deparment is paying for many things. so yaloh, last time he not like this wan. even if he had the chance to stay in  a 5 star hotel, he would go stay in the motel down the road, nowleh.. abit diffrent.. aiah live off the govs money oni lah =D and yes.. fair park hotel has wirless! (meaby thats what motivated me to try harder to get this dumb wireless thingy working) praise the Lord forevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yes,. for stuff to blog abt: my wrist is killing me!!!! gahh, this is what i found to be happening. everytime i hurt a body part, i.e. my knee... the day one hurts it, its not so bad. the next day however, it hurts like crap, its even worst. and by the 3rd day, things should be getting better. as this is the second day since i sustained this hand injury, i am looking forward to morrow. heck, it even hurts when i type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yes, one day i was in my house (i think tuesday) when i heard this uber loud booming noise. i tought it was a low fyling plane, so i went outside, looked up into the sky, but didn't see anything. the noise was still so loud! so i tried to find the object in the sky, and there it was. a really tiny plane. a jet plane. looks around 2 inchs to me... but it was creating such loud sound!!! after it was far off sight, the sound could still be heard. wow, talk abt noise pollution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and haha! things here in fair park hotel just keeps getting better and better. just now keenen (friends from su camp) just called me. haha thier coming to vist me here. gosh i cant wait to see all you guys (and girls) it's been a long while. i miss u guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(long pause)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wohoo, just came back from the lobby. had a great time! see-ing keenan, joann and ruth plus joann's sister-whose-two-years-younger... =P cought up with them.. ah it sure does feel great. her parent's sure are friendly too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well God has indeed bless me with great friends here in ipoh. i also thank him for social skills. now all i need to work on is my pronounciation. to God be all glory forever and ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okthen, thats abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uleung-signing out with a happy heart in fair park hotel =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1839693090684998250?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1839693090684998250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1839693090684998250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1839693090684998250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1839693090684998250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/06/wohoo-fair-park-hotel.html' title='wohoo! fair park hotel'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-6676206712573002326</id><published>2009-06-03T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:28:48.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok so i'm heading back to ipoh today. later in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;alil bit of ramdom stuff to get things off my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after not touching the bike for such a long time. i feel better at cycling! like seriously, the tricks are easier to do, but the thing is, i don't dare do anymore tricks with de bike, as the frame is bending! i need a freeride bike ... but sadly cost a bomb... a decent one would be around RM 2K .. giler huh? aiah when i'm working i'll get my own money and pay off for it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came home from camp on that day jia ming came over to my house, and so we had nothing to do, and so we watched "i am legend" .. woah only two actors in the whole movie, will smith and de dog. zombies eh? now i know hwy so many ppl like to play left4dead. and gosh, i knew that the main chracter cant die.. or else the show would end... so all those scary parts in the middle, i just trust that he'll make it out to the end. which eventually he died =P ... but will's acting is really good. good i tell you.. good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then some stuff for the holidays, there was ps2 at jia ming's house. wow he only can play it 2 hours a day! and only on holidays! talk abt study control! ... we played dynasty worriors 5 (why doesn't anyone train beautiful girl characters???) and also nba .. gahh we drawed.. and for the tie breaker he won me by one 3 pointer shot. owh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also noticed that after not touching a ball for a long time. there was better basketball skills too! the ball seemed to move slower. and it was easier to contorl. i guess this is what happens when you don't touch something for weeks. you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst part of all. of all the timees to happen!!! i had a fall, and landed on hand left hand!!! see i was playing bball with the youth gang. then there was a ball high up in the sky, i jumped.. like as high as i could. then bam! 'someone' rammed into me. i fell down backwords and not my poor left wrist seems busted.. owh well.. the other dude fell down too. he was ok. gah .. i tell you.. one sec after i railised my hand was in pain, there was that 'pain' look on my face, the one's that people use to cry. but the in a split second i told myself, "i ain't no small kid anymore, besieds what good can come out from showing one's own suffering" at that slip second, i forced my facial expression to change .. i smiled.. it is quite easy to change from a screaming face to a smiling one, try it... all you need to do is open your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later at night went out with joshua, mom didn't want me to go, she said i shouldn't go out with him for no reason. then i told me mom, "but joshua is a very sad person" .. then she let me go =D kept on asking wethere i could even help him. owh well.. well let God do that eh?.. when to williams, odered  some strawberry pulp drink and shared food with joshua, peeled his prawns ... and in the end i paid 10 bucks out of 50 =D tsk tsk.. this the way to enjoy food.. don't eat too much of it, for me, i'm contended to just even try a small spoon of everything. variety is the way to go. this happened on wednesday night. he also gave me a wrist band to help me, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was bk classes too... 10-1pm wohoo.. for tuesday and wednesday. wohoo today i dun have, can wake up late. pn. julie rocks~! yes truely indeed, there is no other book in the whole entire wrold thats has words that are more precious. and there is nothing else more meaningful than investing one's time in the word of God. truely bk is a subject thats above all other subjects, sadly most students don't see whats in it to them. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another sad thing that happened! add maths tuition miss communication! see on tuesday, i went to pn. liews house. knocked on her gate. called her name. then her son poped his head out of the window and told me there was no tuition. i was happy and sad at the same time. yeah no need to sit down for 2 hours studying during the holidays. but whats with no one telling me abt it! later in the night jan yi called me... she told me sorry ... (man why do girls keep on saying sorry.. like 10 billion times over one matter!!) owh well girls will be girls.. she's not the only one. but its good, keep it up, this is what shows your character, and you as an individual, diffrent from other people. anways.. yeah! it was fun taunting her! =D .. abt cholcolate .. xD kept on telling her abt the chocolate from new york.. (thanks to unty hellen khoo) heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she told me that pn.liew said that.. since i missed so many classes. i can go for replacement on monday night at 8 (good thing my bm tuition canceled) own mah... cant i just get a refound? you know, pay less for the monthly fees? .. i feel like i'm being ripped off. as much as i don't want to flame anyone on my blog's post, (yes not even you, my dearest ex-class teacher who was like a loving mother to us) tuition teachers teach not for the sake of teaching, but for the sake of money. ok so meaby 'some' do teach for the sake of teaching, but still! it is man's worldly nature to be greeedy. money money, every chance they can get thier hands on money they go for it. blah, i still remember when i was in primary skool. going for mr. kamal and pn. nor-somethings tuition classes in andrea geh's air conditioned house.. (back then air cond was so rare!) .. when i missed a lesson, the fee's only needed to be paid at the end of the month, and the teacher actually diveded the fee's and discounted it according to how many days we missed! (obviously we didn't miss much la, around once in 3 months) ... sigh.. they would even calculate it to the sens! like seriously 5 cents!!! she would give back the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowleh? not so much la. besides its not our money thier sucking, its our parents. i just wish i could pay less for skipping classes, or meaby make up for it with replacement classes.. like for free. sigh ... owh well, i guess appointments and sceduals are made to not be missed. it is not the appointed that is at falut, it is the one who misses the appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that lil slick evil in me escaping my guarded gate. i shall end this post. seriously no pun's intended to and teachers out there. your doing your job great teaching us knowlegd, i don't know what we'll do without you people. continue doing what u do best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ueung-a slip of a toung to flame a person, which stirrs up something not nice that (in 'most' casses) will forever remain in his memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* notice the 'most' .. there are exceptions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-6676206712573002326?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/6676206712573002326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=6676206712573002326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/6676206712573002326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/6676206712573002326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-camp.html' title='post camp'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-3718040522293127119</id><published>2009-06-01T17:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:18:45.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>church campo 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok wait i forgot to add something into the previous post abt x-man, the movie wasn't that great but what was really fun is the thrill of 'race speeding' in a trolley cart. yeap ken the man, a crazy man, was my engine, i set in the cart and he pushed away, making corner drifts and occasionally ramming me into a wall. well one reason why we could do this is because the movie ended really late at night, like 12+ so the whole 1U was empty, just like in zombie shows. well it wouldn't be fair if only i had the chance to have fun, so we swapped roles, now with ken inside man was it hard to start, control and stop. as we (form 4's) have learnt in physics: the bigger the mass, the greater the inertia. =P but yeap, every floor we went next, even the parking lot, there was an empty trolley cart, God blessed? yew meng just watched us have fun from a distance. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you have not be bored by reading that one paragraph, i'm sorta in the mood to type alot of words today (must be because i didn't use the computer for a long long time) so now abt church camp, i't was great, awesome. one word to describe it would be: cold ... heh heh jk. it was good la, except for the powerpoint lyrics of the songs part =P so details abt it below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theme: listening to God&lt;br /&gt;speaker: ps keith lai and aunt. mui fong (from singapore)&lt;br /&gt;where? silverpark, jln lady maxwell, 49000 bukit FRASER, pahang.&lt;br /&gt;when? may:29-june:01, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap a few random stuff abt the camp before i start jurnaling by days:&lt;br /&gt;i) pastor's sons: caleb and josiah, full of s'por jokes abt m'sians =D&lt;br /&gt;ii) stuff in pouch always carried around: a deck of cards =D others: pen, paper, rope, geber, cashsharpie, more paper&lt;br /&gt;iii) i forgot my wind breaker!&lt;br /&gt;iv) i have never taken so many baths in a camp before, around 6 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day1 friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you see, i just came back from the jps camp yesterday. with tiredness had to wake up and go to skool for teachers day. yes i had the choice to make, and that was to forfeit rest in bed and go to skool. 1st up telematch. yeah in KBS! the red shirt people. mmhmm we had fun alright, we even had some M teachers in our group =D and we played really well. sadly as it is how the way the world flows according to rules set by man, the olahraga team always gets first... no matter what... like seriously, and cf didn't win top 3 =( well the most import is that we had f-u-n, and congrats to scouts who got 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after watching the 'wonderful' performances in the hall by extremely talented students, pack up the place and the ciowed to the scouts den for a meeting, which i didn't really attended, because i went off 3 minutes after i went in, i had to be home by 1pm, for the journey to frasers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeap that was the morning, now for the real thing. this is where stuff abt camp starts... sorta. see we packed up the big-car-with-small-engin advanza with our bags, 5 of us humans in the car, my dad, mom, grandma, bro, jiaming and i. man does the advanza have alot of boot space IF you can fold up the back seats. and before we left, we said a prayer, may God bless our journey, keep us safe as well as guard the house =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and off we go, took around 1 n a half hours. the sad thing is that when we reached there, we were 5 minutes too late and the gate was closed! (let me explain) fyi- the road up to frasers hill is... narrow. so at certain hours it is a one way traffic, either going up or coming down. they flow of traffic follows a sort of schedule, odd hours for going up and even hours for coming down. and so we came at 3.50! what we didn't know is that the gate closes at 3.40 ... owh well.. so we just waited until 5pm when the gate opened again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived, checked in. gosh i remember this place. i came here when i was young. it used to be much colder then. and yeah set up the PA system went to check out rooms and all, ect. by 6pm- dinner time most people's park's people had arrived. the skill of eating used for this camp. take small portions of food, half or one scoop each, including rice, don't take more than two full spoons. yes it is quite little, but then u'l know which food is really good cause you get to try em all. and then go for the second round! splunking the plate with the best and tastiest food there is! for this nights meal, the beef was aweeesome... even if ppl did complain it was as tough as chewing gum, i loved it... chew chew chew... sat outside in the balcony enjoying the nights cool breeze while munching err..devouring down. the food was okok la, cant compeat with 1st place holder jeram besu and in second place, el santury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after filling the tank, it was worship time. God blessed, the PA system worked like a jiff. it was really nice and thanks to thaddus, room tuning skills was a much great help to making the audio come out nice. after that, there was the opening session, camp &amp;amp; speaker expectation, talk. ect. the best part was, after the camp speaker finished introducing himself, there was no session! james (the great camp comandant) said "ok, so thats all for tonight, yopur free to go" !! woah !! and it was like only what.. 9, 10 pm???? woah best 1st day of camp ever! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was pne time i had to go to my parents room to get some stuff. so i asked my sister (she did the registration) for thier room number, when to block A2 .. floor 2... the lift opened, i stepped out, ... man was i freaking dark.. like freaky dark! there was only a small shine comming out of the lift, until it closed on behinde me.... shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..... crap... i shall fear no evil! for i'm am fear incarnate!! heh heh .. but man, with the lift and its creaking noisie cables, it was spooky.. a lil bit .. just a lil' tiny bit.... =P okok fine, so it DID send a shiver up my spine. looking into the darkness not being ablt to see the end, i decided to go back to the lift, just as i was abt to walk back into the lift that just arrived, i heard my parents voice, huraay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that story aside, it was supper time, walked on down to the mamak and chowed down on some roti bawang. chit-chat, go back to rooms and ZzzZzzz off. today disgussing abt the rooms, there were supposed to be four of us, colin (sue ann's cousing), julian, jia ming and i sleeping in one apartment, but then julian went to sleep with his parents. and colin said his uncle was sleeping alone in another apartment, so we told him to follow his own advice and go teman his uncle. so yeah only left jia ming and i, the whole apartment to our selfs, i had one queen size bed all to myslef, while jia ming slept in the other room with two single beds. it was a good night. i went in, on the heater and while waiting for the water to warm up, laid down on the bed... it was meant to be for only a short while. but i dozed off =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day2- saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 4, went back to sleep. was woken up by jia ming later at 7.45 ... as i turned my head to the side to look at him, i saw a cup of coffee and sitting on top the side table. oO ... *shocked* wow ... thanks jia ming.. its so kool, a personal alarm clock that doubles as a expresso machine! =D heh heh jkjk, not calling you my miad, thanks alot. so yeah went down to to the lobby and ate breakfast, the park nearby and the cool weather makes pull-ups real fun. while taking my porridge, sara dared me to put chili souce sinto my bowl, and i asked her how much , 50 cents. deal! she's shocked i did it. then i walked over to the table and jia ming said it was koko cruch, i asked him how much he bet, he said 5 bucks. and wohoo. just for the fun of it, now i know why alongs feels so happy abt people owening them cash, and yeah this we just for fun and jokes so didn't really bother to claim it, after all... james (looking out for funny pictures) and i gave jia ming the chance to free himself by kissing the lamp glass.... but.. he didn't la in the end. after eating every single avialable food: nasi lemak, poridge, toast, koko curch wth milk. headed back to the aparment to take a bath which i should have taken last night by tertidur and brush mah teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see to fight the cold since i didn't have a jacket there was a skill i learnt once. after using the warm water to wash off the soap, just blast yourself with pure cold water. heh heh .. it might sound crazy, but seriously it works. i did this every time i toke a bath up there, hey i even do that down here in pj! i find that if i don't do that, i wil still sweat after a bath. but ending a shower with cold water, lowers the body's defult temperature, so not much heat is required to sustain it. or meaby its just that.... nothing else, not even the weater can compare to its icey-coldness. after all, you can get hot water anywhere as long as you have a heater, but u ain't no gonna get any cold water as this down here in pj =D. enjoying frasers to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow one thing great abt this camps scedual is that there is alot of time inbetween the activities, for example lets say breakfast, the time slot given is 7.30-8.45am. so most people wake up late (like me) and take breakfast at 8. once finished eating at 8.30, still had the time to go back and wash up before 9 (which is when the next activity starts) ... so yeah you get the point, can super take your own time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 9am it was time for the first session's worship. and guess what??? the mangement changed the speaker (as in the box that gives out audio signals, not the pastor sharing) !!! oh man! it sounded crappy and gave alot more problems like feed back and all, this speaker was much older and was bassier too. thank God for adrian the PA dude who kau-tim the sound, while i did the transparencies. seriously, the PA system and electronic transparencies should be two diffrent departments, one person cant handle both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the 1st session we had another workshop, which was not planned. so the scedual was a lil bit screwed up, but not too bad la. after the workshop called 'ignatian contemplation' , where one reads the Scripture and usess his/her imagination (which God has given, tough much corrupted by us humans) ... and we choose a role to play in the scripture, subsitution one's self as one of the caracters in the passage. and then imeagining the surroundings, sound, smell, feelins, ect. we also had to write down what 'grace' we wanted from God and also have a colloquy (conversation) with God. than lasty jurnal it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so with this unplanned workshop we were running behind scedual. thank you for 'leisure' time where we could catch up and get back on track. for those who went for camp and is reading this post, so see it was games time at 3, but we started late right? you wanna know  why? ohh no i'm not gonna tell you why... too bad.... =P jkk. erm see the games props needed some preparation. making the stuff in the buckets, cutting cloths, and the hardest part was the iced t-shirts. see the shirts were wet and soaked with water and then dumped into the freezer to ... you know.. make it become ice.. the thing is that some people preparing this did not know and just dumped the wet t-shirt into the supe clean and cold freezer. thus the shirts got stucked as in glued to the walls of the fridge. some other's who prepared the shirts were smart enough to wrap itup in newspapers and then only throw it into the fridge. we had to pry out the stucked tshirt with spoons and pure brute strength. never use a knife to try and cut the shirts out as it may damage the walls of the freezer and the CFC gas will come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;games prepared we started the activities. bannarama! (it was the theme for the games) made up by jack the head game master. wai yan and i were his little elf's aka station masters. and yeah for those who are wondering why i was limping. do you think that i was playing the silly game of putting a masking tape on a body part to show that it was hurt in a plane crash? (my appologies to those who do not understand what i'm talking abt, u may skipp this paragrah if you want to) or just continue reading on and try to guess what happened. so... for those who saw me limping with the masking tape with the word 'limp' on my right knee., do you think i was playing the game? if u taugh it was fake, then your wrong! =D see what happened earlier that day during games time, was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there where two shirt of ice stuck together, so without using my brains i tried to do an om-bak move one the one ice cube to break it into two. i trusted my right knee up while bringing the ice block downwards with my hands, and then.. pak! ...................................... long silence.. i fell down to the floor... ow... oww.. owowoowow... heh heh .. so there you have it, the rest of tthe day i was limping. what a stupid thing to do. later on God gave me a smarter idea.. to just wack the shirts agains a metal pole, which worked on the 3rd try.. it broke into two =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anoter good and memorialble part of the games was lai yee. see the teams had to measure various objects around the compound using bannanas and the S.I. unit bannarama. hee hee... so while preparing the games, ther was two more slots to choose the objects.. everything on the list was stationary, like the rode bump, the diameter of the light post glass sphere, the lenght of a sigh board, ect. so then we saw a cat. oO: "ooooooooo" idea, light bulp apears above head.... in the list, the second last object was the black, white and brown cat. hmmmm one more object.. then lai yee walks past us... O.O idea! heh heh heh heh ..... so we asked her permission to become one of the objects to be measured. told her the pro's and con's abt upon reciving that duty and also the ways she could escape from other groups. the pros: her group would be able to measure her, the cons: people whold be chasing after her, how to avoid: run away or go hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh well, once it started, it was funny. james got omse pretie good.. oh wait no, thats not the right word. james got the BEST picturews in the whole camp. that was lai yee being pinned to the floor with a bannana being pressed againts her head. hahahaha it was hilarious. but also abit .. erm.. disturbing la. i feel sad for her, but at the same time laughing my ass of everytime i look at the picture. man she must be one trumatized girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the games comming to an end, a few of us stayed and sat in the park, enjoying the breeze. we cleaned up the buckets and packed up the place, then we just loiletired in the park killling time. we tallied the scores and marks.. well joshua and i did it while jack just sat back and relax, nice being a big boss huh? one funny thing is that for in one of the answers, a grouped put '?' for the length of the cat, but still got one mark!!!! (in all the other answers, the last, most inaccurate measurment got 0 marks) but see most group guess the same lenths for the cat, 2/1.5/1 bannarama so the point 5 was given to two groups, the poin 4 was given to two groups, then so on and so fourth and when we reached the last group with the ? as thier answer, they got 1 mark! and then another funny measurment was that kok yee's group labbled lai yee as 15 bannarama.. thats around 225 centimeters!!!!! haha what a joke! while we tallied the marks  some played 'sit big 2' while others played bannana-baseball. it was good.... used the boffer as the bat.. the banna splattered everywhere to show a strike! =D with good fun comes lots of clean up to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man the sad thing was that i couldn't change into my shorts for games because i didn't have the room key and jiaming went to town, owh well. this the things abt only having one room key and not sticking together. so just wore me long panths (which i wore most of the time in camp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after washing up, we had dinner, it was ok only la the food. whats best is the fellowship you get when one sits in the same table as... others. the worship and session 2. gah the thing abt this camp was that everytime we weren't using the room, i had to take back the projector and keep it in the room, so everytime we needed to use it, i had to make trips back and forth to get it. good thing my room wasn't that far away. and i don't mind walking in the cool weather. the session was good. but one thing abt this pastor keith is that he always likes to use funny vedios to grab our attention. and the laptop we used, adlene's .. didn't have a grapics colour equalizer to change it, and we always weren't prepare before the talk (we don't run through the slides and tryout the vedios to see if it turns out) we just do it on the spot. now thats a bad thing, as sometimes the thing abt not trying out first is.... it doesn't work, or turns out ugly. owh well, what can a guy do if he has to run back and fourt doing both the pa system and transparencies? thank you jia ming for helping out in jagaring the pa system again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh, i had stomac ace. diorrea. sorta.. then steph came by: "you ok?" she asked..... i told her i had stomac ace, and she said she had it too! later on i found out alot of people kena. haha it must be the food. owh well, took a poh-chai-yi capsule filled with brown balls, and felt much better stright away. my stomac wasn't that bad afterthat incomparison with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so that was it, after the session it was supper time. most of the youths played 'cranium' in the lobby, but boy i was too tired and my leg was pooped, giving me a heck lot of problems... people who saw we walking even called me a zombie! =P ... so yeah i went back early to the aparment. switched on the heater, was planning to go take a bath, lied down in bed.. and dozed off. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was woken up by jia ming and adrian as they came in.. still late at night. adrain was to sleep with us tonight.. so ok... it was really late, so i didn't take that shower in the end, man i so wanted to have dragonball hair in the morning, owh well... tucked under the warm sheets tonight, unlike last night where i just slept ontop of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day3- sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn! woke up kinda late, 8 something. went to eat breakfast. this time i was running a lil bit late. made it in time to set up de projector and all. gosh for goodness sakes, prepare the transparencies! its not good to do it last minute! there were tonne of mistakes! then we had session 3 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunt mui fong shared stuff abt slowing down the pace of life, and letting the soul catch up with the body =P and unpluging from computers and handphones ect, a simpler life. less instant-fast-food thingy.. and more patience.... ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a break in the middle and then session four ... for lunch and then back to the meeting hall for session 4. it was quite intresting this one. what we needed to do was find some one we don't know much abt and 'read' the person by letting God speak to us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah partnered up with arian, then what we needed to do, was let God tell us what that person faviourite colour was.. i heard a small taught in me stirght away, 'green' then come to think of it, adrian had alot of green stuff, green crocs, green myvi, green bottle... hmmm so meaby we should have chosen some one we realllly didn't know. =P yeah then we moved on to the next level, we had to pray something for that person, letting the holy spirt lead our prayers.... kool huh? this what christian get to do =D xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside, there was also some kinda 'workshop' we had to go for a 'nature walk' during lesiur time. all we had to do was... take a walk, and let God speak to us. saying something through nature. so yeah during lesiur time, colin, caleb, josiah and i went fro a walk, we went out of the compound to 'walk' around. we saw yew kong!!!! driving charity's peugeo! haha so nice to see him up here! cause her church was having its church camp in frasers too =D (diffrent hotel la) .. after we met for a short while we left off.,...  so we went towards the jerai waterfall. we passed by a sign board tht says 'allen's water' and made fun of it.. meaby it was a small puddle of water.. and you can be allen for a short while if you piss in it =D heh heh but we decided stick to our road and go towards the waterfall. we saw umeng on the way, he was walking towards us, then he showed us a vedio of him poking a hole with a stick, then out came a big tarantula! haha kool! after showing us the vedio he continued his way and we continued on ours, after walking for a short while and reacing the rompin trail, we stopped. asked a man for directions and he told us the water fall is 4km down the road... then colin was smart and told us to turn back... along the way back we playedwith the spider holes located along the walls.. but sadly no spider ever did come out and we also had fun playing with the trapdoors the spiders made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutting our walk short and having extra time, we went to town. then we sad most of the youths there at a chinese stall and sat down with them. yew kong came by too! =D so nice to see him. and then there were unties who were passing by in cars, walking by also, they kept on staring at ukong! heh heh, they must have come from charities church and wondering what is her fieonce doing with this.. unkong gang of people =D ate some toast and played cards. played until 5.30.... ohh crap were late, worship was at 5pm!!! err.. one more round of cards lah then we go back =P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah hurried back. all this was done by walking mind you, no carss. and with a busted knee, limping the whole way. quickly changed into formal wear for sunday service. set up the projector and all and plucked a small yellow flower that was growing wild in the park. owh well i was thinking of what to say and preparing it while walking. i already taught abt plucking it as my 'nature' stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to start off, everyone was late =D well almost la... and we started at around 6. then we gave out the prizes for games. congratz to the kia su groups that got the top 3 places. man the games had an 'anti' kiasuness controller in it but it didn't work out in the end. see the groups were supposed to find a hidden wooden cross while running around measuring things. there will be some laminated verses (its all the same) located at the foot of the cross, if your whole group memorises it (proverbs1.33) then you get an extra pont. and you get another extra point if you can bring the cross tojack, heres the catch, you must do it, WITHOUT removing it from its place. how you gonna do it? don't be kia-su ... use your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the solution to the riddle was supposed to be, one must take a picture of it and show it to jack. but the teams ended up using plain brute force and carying jack there. =D owh well so much for the anti-kiasu controller. once one team found it, many others did too. and the frist one to find it, lil small kid melvin ...actually took the cross up. i saw, jack saw it.. but he nvr went and showed it to jack. good thing untie rita (a teamate) came in time and got him to put it back. so that group was safe from the B-I-G penelty if you showed the cross to jack by removing it from its place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after worship, everyone who had thier presentation went out and talked abt it. then when ppl stopped going out i went out. showinr the small yellow flower i talked abt how beautiful it is when you see so many of them. and how just like each christian being one of it, we should stand out among the grasses and since you always see them in patches, we must also stay close together as one body, because if one gets stepped on or pooped on by some cat, there will still be others around to make a new one grow back. in other words, we can encorage each other and keep each other alive. that was the first part, the second part of the sharing came right during worship. see by the time worship ended the flower looked readd withered and dead. so just as john 15:5 says that Jesus is the vien, we like the flowers my stay connected to the roots. if not we wont get our water and we'll just ..die. so yeap that was it. and yes to those who complemented, i shal reply you, God speaks through nature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later elder living shared and summed up the camp, talking abt t-net, discipleship, listing to God, ect. a short sharing. then we had our last dinner. oO beef again!! yum yum! eat only lah, thank God my stomach was better =D josiah tought me how to make a rose out of tissue paper.. heh heh kool.... and i tought an old grandmother how to make it.. cause she was sitting beside my grandmother when i gave the rose to her. the josiah was like: "oi, wrong target la" =P hey it was jsut for the fun of it! anyways the old lady (untie doraty's mom) was quite a fast lerner, jsut that she had amnesia =P my grandmother also tried because she was persuaded by her granny friend. but she gave up half way. now i know how to make flowers! thanks josiah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back up to the hall for 'games fator' but the thing is we already gave out the prizes, so we had a secret session, something abt cups. it was really kool, we arranged the tables so that there was four squares, and each square had papers and cups.  there were four types of cups (four square tables) and we were required to do one cup at a time and then move on to the next when were done. we were to keep really silent, and have our own quite time to 'think' and 'reflect' using papers of guides on the table. there was also a real glass cup at each seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first up, the cup of suffering ( something sad)&lt;br /&gt;trying to break ice with my knee .. err.. caused me ALOT of pain =P physically lah, what this cup was reffering to was internal pain. but knowingy, everything (else from God) is meaningless, so i am happy yo bear the pain to come for Christ. God has indeed given me a very 'pain-free' or meaby 'pain loving' (as in physicaly lah) heart and i do thank God very much for that. so Lord i pray you'll save me a&amp;amp; strengthen me when pain comes my way. deepen my desire to be your disciple and desissions i've made that cause me pain: *sensord*. as i held the  glass cup in my hand and tilt it, my sufferings flow away. and i opened my heart to the Beloved, accept consequences of choices i've made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent quite alot of time there, then went on next to no.3 the stained cup. (something bad)&lt;br /&gt;mostly to do with emotions that preventness lovingness. looking into the cup, i see something that took a figure of east m'sia. most probebly to me it meant abt my.. err.. rasicsm?? attitude in class. hey all i do is jokes! both parties love it! owh well. yes it is fun, but people will see the change in me if i ... change. so the guided prayer for that paper was: cleanse me, more attentive to my 'inner world'?, wash away my unloving aspects &amp;amp; draw me closer to Your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that i went on to the next paper, this wasn't located in one of the squares, cause they set up a small L shaped tables at the corner, and it was close to the place is was sitting, so not wanting to move much i went over there to the 'cluttered' cup. (something busy)&lt;br /&gt;also to do with emotions, anxiety, resentment, and stuff that takes up ineer space. so to sum it all, just seek God, and have a relationship with him. I have lose my appitide for the computer now. (that what i said to myself then la) and so tilted the cup. freedom, joy, sit &amp;amp; relax quietly. matthew 6:21which says 'For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.' so Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven... =D&lt;br /&gt;prayer: strength to empty the clutter. and deeper awareness of Our union&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once finished i move on to the last cup, where i spent the longest time. the unmendable cup. looking at the short notes i wrote on the piece of paper, all i could remember was this points. -spirit can be mended. wisdom to know when things can be mended, and when it is irreparable. let the past be the past. so far, nothing came to my mind. GOd has granted me much peace and i am gratefil/ thankful.just like there were actions to complemend the guide, like tilting the cup, or looking into it, this time we had to let go of the cup.  I'm scared, if i let go of the cup, the cup will hit the floor and break. see there is a hidden meaning to this. but yes for time to come, i hope God will give me the courage to let go of old bondages. isiah 43:18-19. not even remember but precive. the prayer: (i drew something like a triangle and made a mind map, too bad i don't have a picture of it so i'll just have to write it down. God give me the serinity to accept unchangeable things, give me the courage to change things that i still can change, also give me the wisdom to know the diffrence between both of them and finally help me to let go of the pieces of my past that cannot be mended. and after that prayer i wrote this: i have nothing to let go off, therefor i must change things that i can change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we all did the four cups we were to go to the alter, ps. keith and aunt mui fong will pray for us there nad then we will go eat cornflakes dipped in ribena (or wine, i think) for holy communion, that is to remember Jesus sacrifice for us, the 'bread' representing His body, and the wine representing his blood. since the line was uber long, i just sat at the table and waited, and reminisence. and just... lepak even more. waiting for the line to grow to its shortest. jack too didn't go out yet. he fell asleep on the table, and we took photos of him, then his dad sitting nearby came over and woke him up. heh heh i guess dads dun like funny pictures of thier sons. so i was planning to wait and wake him up when it was our turn, but owh well.. he was already awake. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that "cup" thing was done it was late into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where the real fun starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last night, a night to not sleep, a night to have lots of fun, =D heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first fun stuff for the night was walking =D .. we took a walk into town (again!) but this time at night. all we did was chat, talk, fellowship and take pictures. great fun tough, walking almost aimlessly in the middle of the roads. we went to visit the place yew kong was staying in too =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later we went to mark's room to hang out. woah there was a whole lot of people there. playing cards, big 2, bluff ect. and there were those playing cranium. the brains game. wow gosh is it hard when you've teammates who are your age. its like, we all know nuts! jia ming, julian ting and i was in one team. stepth's team won the game, with waiyan and nat. jack and his team of kenn and joann was err... had a head start, but because jack was really sleepie and tired they skipped his turn many times. brandon with colin and rachel's team had the most laughs. the hum dinners was hard. but with glitches and bugs it was quite easy to win stuff. owh well it was fun, congratz to the team with the winners spirit =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to joshua on behalf of everyone you cooked for. the mee was awesome (heh heh). he cooked sometihng that was like indomee by flatter with a cattle! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in between turns for crainum we would chat. there was one time he went to the mini blacony and after a while rachel went to check and he wasnt there! then we made a joke and said he jumped down =P. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; after losing/winning cranium i went off with him to his balcony and had a talk. ahh the brezee outside so nice. he is one funny dude, always cranking up jokes with him. then was this cicada that flew into his apartment, we we palnning to scare brandon with it when he woked up =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on went back to the happening room and played bluff with two deck of cards. made a mistake which almost cost me my win. but was still able to make up for it by placing the card down real fast so they couldn't call a bluff. =D there's the glitch. it was getting late so went back to the room. colin came to sleep with us cause his apartment was really far away. so he slept in the other single bed with jia ming. and since this che kai, lai yee wanted to sleep in your apartment (yeah i know she is a girl!!!) because our apartment was sooooo peaceful compared to mark's (we were just neighbours) so yeah she went on earlier to our room to sleep. there was no more bed from me. but i had already planned. ever since josh and i had the talk in the balcony i got the idea to sleep outside in the balcony!!! haha a true way to enjoy frasers to the max!!! first i tried to sleep on the chair, but failed, there was no pillow for me! =( jia ming took one, colin took anoter. and the only spare pillow left was in lai yee's room! . so i took the cusions out from the sofa and slept on it =D siok!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day 4- monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept fomr 3-6am. 3 hours of sleep only. why? cause i made a deal with jack that night. that we would go joggin at 6 in the morning. hey its the last morning. i've always wanted to wake up early, but always failed to do so. so i had to wake up for the last morning! =D changed into my long white 'plent tough'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; pants and my white long sleeve shirt, heh heh this was sure to scare the crap out of some one, seeing a dude dressed in all white at 6 am in the morning! =D and yes jack kept our pact, we came to my door and we went.. for our.. walk. (i didn't have shoes) so yeah.. crap the joggin lets just go for a walk. .. together.. alone.. 6am in the morning.. so gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last night was fun. the last morning was just plain crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why you may ask, whats with all the exclamation marks? was it really that insane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer: YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you may be wondering what we did. ohh i'll tell you what we did. see it was so early, we decided to take a walk. around frasers, not in the compound of silver park. so first off we reached the cross roads. the road on the left towards the waterfall was really eriely dark, so we decided to go to allens water. so off to 'allen's water' and not surprizingly just like colin, jack made the same joke abt pissing into the puddle of water. when we reached there, we found out it was a pond.. ok... nice. then for our next destination we headed towards the waterfall. the sun had risen by now, and the  road didn't look as scarily dark as it was earlier on. so we walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached the rompin trial i told him abt what colin, caleb and josiah and i experienced.. abt the tarantula holes and trapdoors and all. then we made the discision to go to the waterfall.... man i tell you, that was the dumbest decision i've ever made in my life. we walked. reached the 'smokey house' went insde and looked around, nobody came to greet us owh well... saw the menu, one bottle of water cost RM10!!! hahhaa what a ripp off. and there was a dedication plate... saying something abt the place being buitl and given by a church in england and something to do with st.john of juruselem... kool... so we walked on  and read a sign board that said. "jerai waterfall 4km" .. we didn't really take much consideration of how long 4 km would be. even colin gave up when we heard of it. so we walked. there were markings on the floor. 1 ..... 2... 3... took around 3-5 minutes to reach from one marking to the other .. we walked .. made fun of buildings that we passed by.. calling it tank factories and plants to take over the world... and walked.. and walked.... and talked... we even saw a monkey =D and walked even more. our legs got so tired. we wanted to give up half way, but no we continued on.. walking... then we wanted to turn around, but then we taought we've come such a long way, must as well continue... then around 3/4 of the way.. (we don't know how far the waterfall was beofre, we were just walking not knowing when we'll reach the end)... we heard the sound of water! ohhh how sweet the sound... but later on we found out it was really diciving, cause the water fall was much much furter ahead.. there sill so much road left to walk.. i'm sory i cant really explain to you readers how both of us really felt. you have to try it for yourself. but after reading this you'll only do that if your dumb =D like seriously it is a ling way to walk!!! .. at floor marking no 11 it was the last one... we reached the gates that said jeram waterfall, out side of it was a parking lot, for smart pople who drive cars. so we opened the closed gate, just as we did at allens water.... and walked in. litter did we know that we still had a long way to walk insde ... we reached a small water fall.. i was abt to kill myself.. cause this couldn't be it!!! the trek still went on, so we continued, only then did we reach the waterfall! the real one! wohooo!! .. and as he had planned during the uber freaking super duper mega ultra long walk.. we took our piss in it =D (woah i hope the autorities don't read this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we had complete our goal, it was time to go back.. oh gosh.. it made me depress to even thing of how much road we needed to cover to get back. it was uphill too. i'm pretie sure we reached the bottom of the vally, as it was all flat ground there. but owh well.. we walked up... to marking no 11.. then jogged to marking no 10.. phewh tiring, but iwth the cool air we recovered fast, took off our shirts.. and there you have it, two half naked guys both running in long white pants. =D then there were some pretie flowers nearby. so i plucked one as a memory. then jack plucked anoter as proof of our long walk down. as we finished our walking break from poin no.10 to no.9 .. we jogged on to no 8.. wow there is much diffrence in joggin and walking. joggin was so much faster! like crazy much faster! but tiring lah. thank God he pulled us through it. and i didn't die of a hungry stomach. hint: next time bring food along! as we slowly jogged and walked our way up i picked up more and more flowers. holing a buch of wild and beautiful flowers in my hand. (which later withere and some broke when we were running)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack made up a sermon abt it. life is just like this. as we go thorugh life, we take the momries along that are sweet, while leaving the ugly ones behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went and tired to take a short cut, but it didn't work... we tought we were on the right track but insdead we skipped a junction. so we walked up the road and came back to the right path. =D another lesson. as right as a shortcut muight seem. don't take it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we also passed by a bush with very nice orangie flowers. i tried to pluck it, but it had thorns! yeouch. forget it, the stem was also quite fibourus so it was hard to break. another less.. something the memories might seem nice, buy actually it is a pain in the @55 .. so we just left it behind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally we reached the roundabt, our walk was comming to and end. we reaced the makan place and ate breakfast, filling my oh so hungy stomach. then i arranged and wrapped the flowers in tissuepaper into a nice buquay .. which later jack took and gave to sabrina (aunty nat's niece) =D heh heh.. he took the prtiest flower of all out tough and gave it to nat. other than the wild flowers we/i picked there was also some man planted .. erm.. bunga tahi ayam, doesn't sound very nice, but it sure does look bigger than the wild flowers... but those didn't look wild, so i left it out of the buquay. ah well.. if only the small girl knew how much sweat and.. err.. blood? was needed to get those wild beautiful flowers. (please forgive me, for the muched used " I " in this paragraph)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after lazing around, we went up to the hall. (which was situated above the makan place in the same building, which was also the receptionish counter) then there was the clossing free for all talk. jack and i kept on hinting to each orther to go out, but we never did in the end. after that was done. it was time to go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleaned up rooms. almost forgot to pack my white long sleeve shirt, but thanks to jia ming who double checked, it wasn't left behind... turned in keys, and while everyone was eating lunch, i went upstiars to the empty hall and pack up the PA stuff. i have learnt an important lesson, both as PA technition and camp participant. to not stink: i brought 6 shirts! more than any othere i've brought for camps.. and yes i manged to used them all up... tough i only wore 3 pants tough.. and forgoodness sake, don't just bring gnam gnam enuf cables! next time come prepared with more xlrs! so with knowledge learnt from experince...ate lunch. pack all de stuff into the cars. and left of for PJ.. tadaa! the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations for finally reading everything. if you actually did lah.. (hey how do i know?? meaby you just skip everything and read this last paragrah) anyways if you DID read everything. wow, did you count the number of spelling mistakes i made? this whole post was writeent over a very long time line of 4 days after camp. mostly because i was too lazy to continue half way, of my mom would want to use the computer.. so there you have it! the post abt church camp and all the secrest abt what i did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-finally! thank God its finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3718040522293127119?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/3718040522293127119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=3718040522293127119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3718040522293127119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3718040522293127119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/06/church-campo-09.html' title='church campo 09'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-143826206701442382</id><published>2009-05-28T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T00:17:55.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>karnival pendidikan luar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yeahh.. i watched x-man origins on last sat night, i was... okla.. i duno what's so great abt it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm back from camp! and seriously, the camps name was "karnival" pendidikan luar... i tell you, its no carnival man! they just put the name to buff ya, scammers. they should get sued for false labling =P jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw now i think i've been converted into a malay~! ahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all hail al-quaidah! .. heh heh jk jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm .. yeah yeah there was like.. 6 chinese out of 145 participants.&lt;br /&gt;(yeah rachel quah, niel liew, poh yee, hilary, kah keng, wei lin and me .. PLUS ONE other chinese dude from puchong, tee wee sing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff at de camp:&lt;br /&gt;pros-&lt;br /&gt;slept in tents- good water proof chincinati tents! =D yea (the same thens kembara uses) there big and aerie, nice. nearby toilet- which wasn't located 1km away, the water was like trickling rat's piss tough. the food was awesomeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cons-&lt;br /&gt;no place to hang our wet clothes, no proper way to wash our own plates (yes everytime we ate again, we ate with disgustingly clean-looking plates) .. and the last night was killer super alot of insects, small lil irritating bugs, (i learnt a new thing form some malay guy) that th bugs came fom the nearby padi fields, when they harvested the rice, the serangga no more tempat tingall, so they all fly here, to the lights .... and other than that, everything else was fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; thank God my group was GOOD! well.. incomparison with the other teams la =D they listened to the ketua! unlike other groups .. heh heh .. and yeah it still contained  a few nutters and brainiacs inside, so it was quite balanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dislike malam kebudayaans .. blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also they tought us to cook and egg by putting it into a plastic bad (those rectangular transparent ones for drinks) filling it up with water and trying the end with a rubber band.. and then just dump it over the fire, over hot live bara! i was like "woah! its not good to burn plastic!!!" but to my amazment, the plastic didn't burn.. amazing!!!! the water would heat up until it starts boiling and then the egg would be cooked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man this camp was good.. the best part of all was, we didn't need to bring our uniforms!!!! because it wasn't a unt beruniform camp =D =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met lots of new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes my clothes didn't run out, well it did la, i have learnt my lesson, ALWAYS wear the scouts pants, and nothing else (the pants la, shit.. err.. shirt can be polyester). in other words.. i wore a white track bottom and got it dirty, and i wore the scouts cotton mufti that was really.. eww.. when it got wet. so yeah.. next time, scouts pants all de way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and owh, my wounds (floor burns) from gusti kept on opening in camp, walau wei.. pain siow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now may God bless my soul, for i shall go pack my bag for church camp tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciows. will be tele-match-ing for teachers day tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-stinks like -bleep- after camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-143826206701442382?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/143826206701442382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=143826206701442382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/143826206701442382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/143826206701442382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/05/karnival-pendidikan-luar.html' title='karnival pendidikan luar'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-994368826460051335</id><published>2009-05-24T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:35:11.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and there it was</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes even tough for many of us, exams had ended a long time ago on monday. happy holidays people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh the sweet taste of freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glory to God for not failing add math and physics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah by even so, i shall not be able to enjoy ze sweet freedom, why you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i'll be going for a ^$@$!&amp;amp;* camp! some gov organised camp, sigh.. again! =( blah..&lt;br /&gt;(secretly deep inside i'm looking forward to run away to ze camp site)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeap, this the list of things to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25-28may. tekali camp&lt;br /&gt;29-1jun. church camp @ silver park&lt;br /&gt;5-7jun. scouts camp @ templar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaby.&lt;br /&gt;3-4jun. mypg @ kedah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..... filled... where is my holidays???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, will be skipping skool from tuesday to thursday, but i will come to skool on monday tough leaving at 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you guys =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err.. lets what other updates have there been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! yeah, thank God the internet router is working now, next thing i'm trying to do is make me dad's new laptop to get online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh saturday&lt;br /&gt;was another gay day for jack and i&lt;br /&gt;8.30am- met up with him at halfcourt (behing skool)&lt;br /&gt;9.00- cycled to paramount to buy stuff to make a new boffer&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to my house to unload the stuff&lt;br /&gt;after that we cycled to 1U to buy a bday present for jack friends party that night&lt;br /&gt;then we lingered around and woah there was this standard charted bank marathon treadmill thing-a-megic .. so guess what? we took part, we singed up and all we had to do was.. run on a treadmill..&lt;br /&gt;at 1st the girl promoter said..&lt;br /&gt;run 5km in 5 minutes... wth?????&lt;br /&gt;then jack asked another guy promoter, and he explain more clearly...the speed is 5km/h for 5 minutes.. ohhh&lt;br /&gt;ohhh cehh.. so we all did it la.. and i tell u, its so slow! so jack incease to 10 km walau, .. i also increas.. then he inceas to 11 .. i also incease.. then i incease until 15-16km then he also wanna increase.. he press until 12.. then the machine stop! spoil!!! haha got the word.. 'error' there .. walau so pro =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well we got our certificates for being in the malaysia book or records in the end =D cheap la.. we also saw zach there (from lypg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. gtg pack ze bag now now.. ciows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/ShlZkvUe6ZI/AAAAAAAAAcA/d9mFJSdrBeU/s1600-h/P4160002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/ShlZkvUe6ZI/AAAAAAAAAcA/d9mFJSdrBeU/s400/P4160002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339397320936974738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-994368826460051335?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/994368826460051335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=994368826460051335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/994368826460051335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/994368826460051335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-there-it-was.html' title='and there it was'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/ShlZkvUe6ZI/AAAAAAAAAcA/d9mFJSdrBeU/s72-c/P4160002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-5043666700744713272</id><published>2009-05-14T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:26:27.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"i've never made up so much rubbish in my life" - thats what i've been saying after every of the exams papers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add math is crazy - thank God i could do some questions&lt;br /&gt;chmistry - moles can go die&lt;br /&gt;moral - kasih sayang kepada alam sekitar, hormat dan taat kepada aggota keluarga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. just installed a new wireless router, totally screwed it up, it was working at first, then changed some settings and now it doesn't work for nuts =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey all ye stalkers out there! i've got some hints for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for bu3&lt;br /&gt;i know who is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T4 orkid&lt;br /&gt;guru tingkatan : Chan Mei Chow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how??? heh heh was surfing for some stuff and came across this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.smkbu3.edu.my/images/SenaraiPelajar2009.pdf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swell! bu3 has its own website, try looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.smkts.edu.my .. you.. won't get our skool =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad, you get to know abt alot of things going on in skool, and names of people too ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://thestarmobile.com/jsp/news/viewNews.jsp?newsID=77620&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-de stlaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to fix de modem.. dear God... help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-5043666700744713272?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/5043666700744713272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=5043666700744713272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/5043666700744713272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/5043666700744713272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-never-made-up-so-much-rubbish-in-my.html' title='stalk'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-5863438776751504318</id><published>2009-05-08T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:05:31.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;poor bat man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch in on you tube: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JpP840kMaLY&amp;amp;feature=fvst"&gt;The Dark Knight Meets Superman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well lookie here, exams are comming up. may God bless ya! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during bball i got elbowed in the face! wohoo! pain! .. erm.. yeah my head was throbbing.. but just like every other hurt, as i have learnt, will go away if you don't make a big fuss abt it. God heals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;The Guys' Rulesュ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:red;" &gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt; , the guys' side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;(I must admit, it's pretty good.)&lt;br /&gt;We always hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:red;" &gt; the rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;From the female side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here are the rules from the male side.&lt;br /&gt;These are our rules!&lt;br /&gt;Please note.. these are all numbered "1"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ON PURPOSE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;1.   Men are NOT mind readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn to work the toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.&lt;br /&gt;We need it up, you need it down.&lt;br /&gt;You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon&lt;br /&gt;or the changing of the tides.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shopping is NOT a sport.&lt;br /&gt;And no, we are never going to think of it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ask for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Let us be clear on this one:&lt;br /&gt;Subtle hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Strong hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Obvious hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Just say it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Come to us with a problem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Book Antiqua;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt; if you want help solving it. That's what we do.&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:navy;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:navy;" &gt; Problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt; See a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Book Antiqua;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Book Antiqua;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;Expect us to act like soap opera guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you think you're fat, you probably are.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:navy;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:navy;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:Book Antiqua;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-variant: small-caps;"&gt; other one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You can either ask us to do something&lt;br /&gt;Or tell us how you want it done.&lt;br /&gt;Not both.&lt;br /&gt;If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Christopher Columbus did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:teal;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:teal;" &gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt; need directions and neither do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.&lt;br /&gt;Peach, for example, is a fruit, not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt; color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-family:Book Antiqua;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 102); font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt; idea what mauve is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If it itches, it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:red;" &gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;be scratched.&lt;br /&gt;We do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act l! ike nothing's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:Book Antiqua;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;Really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:Book Antiqua;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, basketball, football, the shotgun formation,&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have enough clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have too many shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am in shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:blue;" &gt;Round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;IS a shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ! Thank you for reading this.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-variant: small-caps;color:black;" &gt;But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-5863438776751504318?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/5863438776751504318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=5863438776751504318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/5863438776751504318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/5863438776751504318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams.html' title='exams'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1821117461558215919</id><published>2009-05-03T20:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:37:44.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i held it in my trembling hand.. even tough it was shaking the shot was still on target. yes indeed the feeling of killing something with a gun is... unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no i didn't shoot somebody, i shot a cockroach. yeah! =D see there was this BIG mojojojo (other term for cockroach) that flew on me. at first i was wondering what was the feeling on my side, then i looked and saw it. so i, tried to hit it, but failed, it flew into a gap between a pile of newspapers, and hoping that this was the chance to get it, i spiked the pile, but failed, it came out, stunned. so i ran to find my bro's hyper powerful "omega mp:289" bb-gun.. yes a bb-gun, that leaves scars on humans... found it, ran back, thank God the evil insect was still there and did not move a bit. i took aim.. (yeah like 5 cm away from it) so i didn't get some super sniper shot, owh well atleast i didn't miss. even tough i went so near, it didn't run away, guess its still stunned. shot it, part of the wing flew off...and stupidly it ran into a corner... where i shot it the second time aiming at the main body below the head, this time i could see the bullet stuck inside it. until now, it lies there, moving, but in the same spot. noob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday- bowling. when to 1U after ages.. with de youth to play... bowling.. guys beat girls 333-180 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sat night- went to uncle kwang's house for tnaksgiving. yum yum nice food.. met a new friend jen wei from DU .. mmhmm ate lots of nice food and drank some ... erm.. drinks.. kerwiin and i went of to blow up some stuff.. his homemade firecraker (talk abt the apprentice beating the master in pyromaniacs!), we also wasted a whole box of matchs (put the striker at the heads in the box and throw to ground) and also a can of coke... after shaking it like crazy.. kerwiin threw the can.. and it hit the floor... man it look deform.. but it didn't expload.. so the i took it.. using some physics (fu-yohhh, see studing does help!) instead of just throwing it like a grande in COD .. i made a full round swing to gain momentum.. and lift off.. it flew reallly high in to the sky and boomed on impack.... syok =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;snatch thief. agAIN! untie jannet came to my house after church in the afternoon. and when she got out of the car, zoom ! snatched, they had knife! but thank God for wisdom, untie janet's cash, keys, ect were in her pocket! haha .. beat that noobs! .. mhmmm i still remember my pun in nurani.. the one where the snatch thief victim had a bomb in her bag... and blew up the robbers xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today from 2-3pm i sat in the park.. under a tree .. to read off the last sub chaper in chem.. transition metals.. sigh.. after i got that done i decided to laze around.. spet on the bench... ahh the cool breeze (yeah it was really windy!) the nice shade of the big ol' tree .. with some spots where sunbeams could pass by and shine down.. gosh ... talk abt taking a break. zzZzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after along time i went jogging today, taught there was captain ball in a park somewhere in ss2.. so with no bike to ride (yeeah i cant belive it punctured AGAIN! gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) ... i jogged! woah! and i taught i'll nvr ever run again... and ow my knees were killin' me! owh well... went there and to find.... NO ONE was playing.. blah .. what a waste of time.. misscommunication....suc-oop...erm....... is life depressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me being a bannana do not understand this vedio: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5GNzBFnUAdo"&gt;can you do it too?&lt;/a&gt; but it is utter pro! i bet she can beat chu-li from street fighter=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1821117461558215919?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1821117461558215919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1821117461558215919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1821117461558215919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1821117461558215919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/05/gun.html' title='gun'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1304216810603321960</id><published>2009-05-02T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:25:42.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two things + many others</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;car accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see joshua was turning right into a road, a car from the left zoomed from pass, joshua's bumper hit the wira's butt. and tadaa.. so we tailed the wira until it made a stop by the side, but.... we kept on going =P... go figure, the dude tailed us... we came to a traffic jam... and heard a knock on the window.. woopsie.. heh told the guy go see josh's mechanic.. case solve.. funny thing is josh's merc bumper was only slightly scracthed .. while the whole wira's bumber was like.. hanging... noob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;snatch thief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see went out to play bball in the park at 8. saw a motorbike cross and then u-turn .. then they stopped (nvr off thier bike or get down) super suspicious.. so i went a stare at them remembered thier no. plate.. WLN 4901 ... then i taught to myslef: its not good to stare .. and so i went on to play bball.. then afew moments later i heard the motorbike zoom realy fast, next thing is a girl screaming.. so i ran down the stairs after them.. crap.. the guy was getting back up on the motorbike.. tried to chase them.. but failed.. see i think the motorbike saw the car being parked outside the house, so once they found thier target they made a u-turn and waited for the girl to step out.. gahhh.. talk abt having spider sense but not using it.. i should have waited near by to rush down and kill those... thief's... so yeah went over and then talk talk talk to the ppl there.. tell grandmother story.. guess what?  they were niggers! xD heh heh don't worry i'm not saying all blacks are bad.. xD but yeah.. ahhh what a waste.. every time i see a roberry happen i say to myself: i'll do something next time... but now.. i've wasted a good chance to bash someone up.. to gus-ti him.. to break a leg and tear his fingers apart one by one.. heh heh woops so violent..so yeah peep's out there be careful!! (unless u stay in some like super guarded comunity) .. heh .. whats the world becommming to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swine flu!.. i had flu! but i think its just normal flu.. cause it only lasted 2days .. i'm better now.. yea atleast i'll have a short boost in immunity against flu for a while....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams! must study.. i finally understand what basic properties are (chem chpat 4) =P .. i'm so gonna die in additional mathematics and chemistry. .. i don't like studying on my ownn!! someone teach me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labours day! yes a day for the hard busy worker to rest ........................... =D hahahha i jsut loveee holidays .. some jokers took thursday as a holiday too and skipped skool *ahem* ... smart move to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addidas/GME sale! everything there is still expensive! talk abt giving a discount.. blah fakers... i bought a china belt for RM3! i love cheap belts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chin-ups! to shannon wong the sifu... thank u for teaching me the ways of chin ups.. i seriously think this is the cooles exercise comaperd to the other push-ups, weights, ect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scouts shoe! i got a new pair of BLACK scouts shoes from bata. 'badminton master' i like how its so flat and the sole is rubbery and grippy.. flexible too, great for parkour.. only downside is it doesn't have the two holes at the arch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soldering! failed! went to musicmaster to help josh make a pasive circuit.. tried to follow a reference guitar, but was missing a few components.. so we tried simply using componets that looked alike.. fail! it didn't work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes happy birthday to people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung- de person whose gonna gus-ti a thief one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1304216810603321960?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1304216810603321960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1304216810603321960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1304216810603321960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1304216810603321960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-things-many-others.html' title='two things + many others'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-2461971793252777902</id><published>2009-03-24T19:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:17:18.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>load of tuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kens bike&lt;/span&gt;- on sunday i went to kerwiin's house, played abit of dota, then we cycled back to my house. see jia ming wanted ken's bike (so yeap its gonna switch owners again) but it was in kerwiin's place. so yeah... i brought along a full tool box with me to fix the oh-so-breaking down bike. the left pedal keeps on comming lose, i have yet to find a washer big enuf to upgrade it. and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stubbed left foot&lt;/span&gt;- while cyling back home, making short pit-stops frequently to tighten the always-loosening nut, we came across a park, kerwiin dared me to cycled down the stairs.. so i did, then i dared him to cycle up, to show it was possible i did it (and yes, do not try this, it spoils ur rims! pronto), and then..... i did the most stupidest thing i could ever do.. i tried to go down diagonally! and btw the stairs had handbars aka railings! i couldn't gain enuf control to piviot the front tire and its linear motion out of the way. the front tire did clear the railing, but the left pedal (along with my poor foot) slamed into the railing! ... may it be i brag to the Lord, that my foot is safe and sound, only a small cut on my erm... ring toe... and amost all of em bruise.. slightly.. and yeah, the whole pedal is bengkok now =P .. i think my foot slamed into the railing (got sandwhich between the railing and the pedal) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but how in the blazers whould my foot have been able to stand such impact? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come to think of it with abit of logic.. i now conclude that the pedal itself hit the railing with direct contact... (then i duno how my foot got hurt la) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;derialeur&lt;/span&gt;- if it works don't touch it, its that thing that changes ur bike gears.. see when we were cyling back... kens bike is in a real bad condition, everyting, every bit of it is crazylie cheap/low quality/made-in-china =P .. see i changed the gear too much (due to bad tunening) the chain went off the casset and got sandwich (again?) between the back gears and the tire! .. then every thing when into chaos.. good thing i wasn't going fast.. so stoped and made some realignment.. then we continued on.. abt 1 quarter left to complete the journy back to my house aka jia mings house, we were going down hill (infront of skool towards tmn bahagia) and my gears were in very low ratio.. so me being greedy for speed, wanted to change to a higher gear, my conciouns inside me reminded me abt the derialer problem, but i still went on with it... so i changed the gear.. and ta-da! u guess it..it got jammed.. but this time was diffrent, i was going down hill which meant high speed! so the gears couldn't take it, and every thing started fyling off (i didn't realise this untill i came to a stop and tried to fix the bike just to notic the parts missing!) so kerwiin who was cycling behind me told me he saw prats flying out, he at first taught it was the tar road bits.. so yeap.. there we were two kids walking in the middle of the road like retards trying to find the gear peices.. we found 3 out of 4 peices.. but it still worked =P .. haha praise the Lord, God is indeed good, the last part we found was the axle! a tiny lil' long clyinderical metal bit... i taught we were never ever gonna find it.. but yeap we did.. thank God again, cause there was a full tool kit in mah bag yo =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tatian&lt;/span&gt;- if memory serves me right, thats the brand of the bike, i think bought from giant if i'm not wrong.. to me it's like taitaniums evil twin broter.. =P its crazylie low quality metal! to kerwiin: the reason why i gave it away was because i bent the frame by doing too many bunny hops, thats why even if its a full suspension bike, the seat post is touching the wheel frame.. and more noob stories abt it, when ken gave it to me it was missing its left pedal, thats why it has a metal pedal on the left and a plastic (the original) pedal on the right. the only good part abt the bike is its handle bars, cause i broke the old one into half (yes its that low quality metal) and credits goes to uncle caleb for buying the new handle bars =D (btw i lovee the handle bars! its really wide! around 20 inch if i'm not wrong), the front fork is bending into a v shape, the stem cant screw in fully to be thight, and the front derialleur go bent like crazy!!! when i jammed the chain the second time! =P woops...  so yeah jia ming, have fun cycling it once u've changed the pedals and gear derialeurs .. =D&lt;br /&gt;birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;msss&lt;/span&gt; - gonna skip skool for one week! nope i'm not running... i'm forced to go under scouts for service in msss. smkts is incharge of 'hadiah' aka pingat la.. so all we have to do is stoneeeeee there. when the teahcer.. pn faridah needs us, we take a slip of paper and pass it to the distric for them to send the winner and recive the prize.. get? aiah to make it simple, were 'runners' .. and yes it is nice to watch the evens, utter boringness. today was the 1st day, brought my physics book to read (which i didn't do much) and my school shoes! haha how dungu of me, i was 'scared' that wearing sports shoes was not allowed, so i came prepared.. how dumb.. =P and yes.. lots of things happen, wei loon, jee ken, tuck choi, poh yee, mun ling, shiang chee.. are the only reason why i'll still go for the next four days. (and meaby the cute girl athletes there too) =P woops ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt;- yess ser rie! lifes good with out tuition.. err.. i meant.. i've been skipping tuition alot late ly, totally missed my tuitions during holidays due to camps and now today i skipped add math with pn liew again! sigh, noob rapid kl take so long.. mmhmm got a free ride on the bus, cause chien choon gave me a defect ticket it was half a ticket! it wasn't typed out properly so the words were like "24 mac, tempat" instead of "24 mac 09 tempatan" =D so yeah, reached kj station took an lrt to tmn bahagia, walked shian chee home while cc walked erm.. shawn's clone sister back to skool. after that went to play bball at half cout with rachel quah .. man she's good.. but the old uncle's there are even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;punctured&lt;/span&gt;- bike tire .. gahh my uncle's scott tires are punctured!! meaby i did too much jumping.. blah!! i've not found the time (or most probebly nvr did put the effort into it) to bring and go fix it .. sigh.. i always say to myslef "ok uleung, today in the afternoon your gonna take ur tire to merida and fix it" ends up i still haven't =P the power or procrestination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy.... something day to .. my mother .. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i would like to thank the loads of ppl who whised my happy birthday .. special acknowledgement to vincent and fui swen for whising me at 12.. and joann for calling me all de way from ipoh/kampar.. mmhmm had a wonder fulday at skool today.. lui jan yi gave me a chocolate (that taste 10 times better than starbucks) thats from russia! li ching got me an uber kool watch (untill i actually screamed "KOOL!") its a pocket watch with a glass back that shows the inside skeleton of it and all its gears inside! its not battery powered so u have to wind it.. imeagin that! they still make watches like that!.. then it gave me a flash back, in the kids play room in church, mable's erm brother i think, had this golden pocket watch it was big and kool too.. and yeah because of that small tiny memory i had i knew how to open it... press a button ontop =P (du-uh?) the mind of understanding lets u figure out things too ... but... just to say.... its sooo kool! (so thinks shannen too) yeah. i should get over this and move to the next present .. kaisiqi metal puzzels!! from shann, mui yin, wei yuen and ... mua? whose 'mua' ????/ =P heh heh .. yeap yeap.. they knew what i like much! well sorry to burst ur bubble, it was fun while it lasted =P .. (only have one puzzle left, my bro could do it so can i but by 'forcing' it.. so now sure if thats the way to slove or not), a book abt troy and greecs and other stories, thanks to sheung jien! (whose sisters bday is also the same as mine!) yeap yeap great buddy to sit beside i am prode and happy to have u as my class table neighbour, a letter fromerr.. my daughter? rachel c. and a mini watering can with plants! (which will never die) from a really really pwitie girl... =P, a small led light from my tai kor.. and dinner last night from my dad (where kerwiin's family came too =D) and that monday night in tuition amanda came in with a chocolate cake! =D wow!!! i didn't eat it stright away tought.. after 2 house i openthe box and say it.. half melted, xing, manz and i quickly savoured it, yum yum thanks... a great bday it was =D and oh yeah.. when i was walking back from skool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;- i was holding lui's russian chocolate in my hand (of fear it would melt and smear if i did put it into my bag, as what had happened to xing yao at snowworld, a heart chocolate melted and he squised it inside his pocket with his mp3 walkman!! and thus the reason why i have walkman headphones in my house, he wanted to throw it away..) yes learn from other's mistakes that u may not repeat them again, see it melted and i was bringing it home to freeze it back to its solid state again...... and yeah now where was it, yes the chocolate in my hand.. then my sister offered my some chili to drink .. err.. well she wasn't gonna drink it anyway.. so when i took the packet she and i saw something like bird poop on my left hand.. then with out delay it hit my mind! "thats no bird poop, thats my chocolate!!!!!!!!!!!!" blah! under this blazing hot sun, i should have know better than to swing it around! then i say my shirt it was full of chocolate squigles!! gahh!! my pants too and my sisters bag that i was holding!! oh nooooooooo... i quickly sucked what i could.. sigh.. nicest cofee choc i've tasted.. too bad i only at 1/3 of it =P .. sorry jan.. and yeap.. i dislike sticky sweet stuff on me anywhere else than my mouth .. but i save the wrapper, brought it home and washed it.. heh .. oh i almost forgot.. i also got a bday card which was sign by oh so many ppl! thank u! and thank u to all de ppl who whised me on facebook too =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung- never touch anything that works fine, hates skipping classes, will eat chocolate stight away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"good chocolates can't stand malaysia's wether, wait.. it cant even stand anything thats warm! not even hot! at all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-2461971793252777902?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/2461971793252777902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=2461971793252777902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/2461971793252777902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/2461971793252777902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/03/load-of-tuff.html' title='load of tuff'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-7478683592413021636</id><published>2009-03-23T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:55:28.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for some long lost updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok so it goes like this, i've got tonnes of things and memories in my head which i cant seem to find the time to blog abt so i shall just camp everything i can remember up to now.. here.. in this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, i burnt my right tumb. how? in chemistry we were doing some experiment to remove oxygen from copper oxide via introducing it to hydrogen. and yeah, see at the end of the set up apparatus was this thing called a 'burning tube' where the copper oxide was placed in, and hydrogen gas (created by zinc and some acid) was supposed to fill up the whole chamber replacing oxygen and all other gasess....and yes, u guessed it. even tough kah hou warned me not to light up the hole (where the oxygen was comming out), but still ignorant me, i lit a match and brought it near to the hole, and tada! it caught fire! ... it was like.... a mini dragon, it kept on shooting a flame out. then i quickly blew it off... hoping that it was already off... it still continued??.. a small green flame kept on shooting out.. with intervials in between .. so as my cousin kerwiin whould sad .. i "sooooo smart" go and use my tumb to plug the hole =D ... wait.. wait for it.. after 2 seconds.. i took it off.. looked at it.. "oh wow, a ring" .. dot dot dot .. "ow?" .... yeah it wasn't an "OWWWWWW"  .. it was just.. 'ow' yeap.. so there u have it, the truth behind my scorched ring on my finger =D .. oh the fire did go off after that.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next.. "Hi Pn Yee!!". if u all are wondering, she's my english teacher who reads our blogs!!! =D well she is the most awesome, gratest, best, wonderful english teacher that i have ever had in my life! .. =P hahahha  (trying to 'polish-shoe' here).. jk-la.. most probely i'll fail my gramma if she reads my blog =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 3rd on the list .. CF camp! it was great! .. 1st of all, i want to acknowledge important peeps in this camp, God (the soul truth and reason of this camp), sue ann (ze camp comandant), jack (ze ass.c.c. and my department over see-ier), danial yoong (my great games assistant, you guys whouldn't have enjoyed the wonderful games with out him), david mosiun (sorry if i spelt it wrong, tis' the guy who took away my burden by carring the PA department on his shoulders, yes it is he, li ren, rachel, tim, and john who were the main PA peeps,  i, tough my name is written in the book as PA department head, gave up my duty to someone else), and all ye other people, be it fellow cf-ers or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiak i have to ciow for my house practice now.. will write the part two next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-to be continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-7478683592413021636?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/7478683592413021636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=7478683592413021636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/7478683592413021636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/7478683592413021636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-for-some-long-lost-updates.html' title='time for some long lost updates'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-3972438933123893556</id><published>2009-03-19T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:42:57.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday the killer and scouts camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok see.. on friday after skool. i was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh man i've so got to slow down time, i've got too many things to do, all because i procrastinated!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to prepare for cf games, thank God i had danial yoong as my assistant! u are a really great guy! thank u soo much, the games wouldn't have been so great if it wern't for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;day was a busy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after skool had cf, then had a last minute discussion with danial and camp comitee. later went back home, (good thing i cleaned up the QM on thursday! my only free day sacrificed for that =P) pack my bag (one shirt and one paths) for scouts camp tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: don't take up more than one responsibility! was doing both games and PA! (which i handed over to david)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to skool, played volleyball. cycled back home, grabbed my bad and cycled back to skool for scouts camp =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah time to blog abt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scouts camp!&lt;br /&gt;i was glad to see so many form 4s come, especially sheung jien and jia tern! apart from the sleeping with sticky bodies and mosquitoes out in the freezing cold it was okla i guess. gosh even sir TL gave up his 10th aniversary night with his wife to be with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had lectures and blablabla... backwoods man was horrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, we filleted the chicken into small slices and threw them into a mesh tin with potato cubes and some juicy liquid.. then as we were boiling it, a senior came up to us and told us we cant use the mesh tin!!.. owh man! with no bamboo in sight it became immposible to cook it. we tried fying it on tiles... but it got to hot and cracked into half! alot of chiken dropped into the fire and onto the floor. owh well.. lesson learnt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't use tiles as a cooking platform =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we just went to roasting it.. kebab style.. the pieces were mighty small tough.. so hard to poke em onto the stick.. sigh.. lesson learnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in back woods man... nothing metal is allowed.. how stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.. our group pwned in halangan komando =D .. most of the other teams got stuck at the wall climbing part... and yes many a times have i said this before... strategy... heaviest one up 1st... then only the person who can climb up on his own goes last.. in the juniors case... they were to self-thinking... and when they (the pro ones) reached the station, whitout waiting for the other group memebers, they climbed up the wall easily.. but later had to climb down to help the heavier ones up.. waste of time indeed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.. i had to ciow early, because i had to prepare for cf camp. was going up one day earlier... to prepare and stuff.. so yeap..  skipped the last day in scouts camp. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( and the 5 rounds jogging, frog jump, push ups.. ect..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung- glad to survive 6days in a row of camps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall blog abt cf camp next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3972438933123893556?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/3972438933123893556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=3972438933123893556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3972438933123893556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3972438933123893556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-killer-and-scouts-camp.html' title='friday the killer and scouts camp'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-6122082747901451201</id><published>2009-03-11T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:53:29.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 march 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;usually the wekks will always be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday= skool, house practice, volley ball then off for BM tuition.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday= skool, add math tuition&lt;br /&gt;wednesday= skool, volleyball then BK tuition&lt;br /&gt;thursday= skool. only.. wohooo! free!&lt;br /&gt;fiday= skool, cf/scouts, volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap thats basically my 5days out of 7days in a week. i look forward to thursday (saturdays and sundays too!) .. well.. last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday. i satyed back in skool for a short while to help outthe libraians. xing yao came along too, how fun it is to climb a ladder =D. came home, fixed a lampu pendaflour in my dad's room, owh man i really appreciate the new versions of the housing/casing, its so much easier to change the starter then the old ones. for this i had to unscrew and open up the whole housing to just change one tiny starter. sigh. but this is notthe highlight of thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see after i came back form skool at 4, and was halfway eating my lunch, li yit showed up! wohoo! he was to take me to bukit kiara (yes again) for some mountain biking! =D wohoo! =D so yeap quickly gobbeled down my secially made fried rice by mom and headed off to kiara. so nice of him to bring his brothers bike! =D (ooohh yess its a 'virus' thats much much more nicer to ride compared to my uncle's scott) so yeap. 3rd time in to kiara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha we died before even reaching the off road track. and going up hill we didn't complete our goal which was to cycle upo all the way non-stop. going down hill.. hoho this was the killer that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see there was this log drop. 90 degrees angle. so i was infront, i mange to fly over it but still hit the ground hard, i was just sitting on the seat with my legs in the air. then i stopped to regain control. i turned back and saw li yit comming down fast. as he hit the log and flew down, his front wheel mange to land into a hole just as wide as his tire. i was around 15 cm deep. and u know la. he pokaied. reall bad. flew over the handle bars. hit is right side in the abdomen and was sprawling in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched as he was gasping for air. yes indeed i knew how he felt like. the sloar phalxis reflex. we hit suddenly or the body recives a shock of great magnitutue, u just get.. well.. stuned. (now u know why in warcraft the 'stunt' ability prevents someone from walking) hahaha wait why am i telling u this as if u were born yesterday? owh well, i guess we play computer games and learn many things but somehow forget thier meaning. so yeah where was i... stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't last as long as mine, he's was about 5 sec's and then he regained his breating. still holding on tight to his right side i rushed towards him. placing my hand on his shoulder, i started to pray for him. pray to the Father for help. and yes, thank God he didn't break any bones or had any sevear injuries. but he did recive alot of skin deep cuts and scratches and some pretie bad bruises.. some sand derbits in his palm.. ouches... haha.. then he said "woah, lydia's going to kill me man" ... lawls (lydia is his fieance, there gonna get married soon) so close to his wedding and he met with an accident? sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kept our faith and what mattered most is we finished the race =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeap that was basically i. cuts and bruises make a man. what doesn't kill u.. well.. err.. should make u stronger right? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-is gonna conqure bukit kiara one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-6122082747901451201?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/6122082747901451201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=6122082747901451201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/6122082747901451201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/6122082747901451201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-march-09.html' title='4 march 09'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-6252816444273456863</id><published>2009-03-08T14:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:03:02.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOP--Bh32I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZTwFjQpieVY/s1600-h/P1270085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOP--Bh32I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZTwFjQpieVY/s400/P1270085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310746697564020578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is me'z crazy cusinz, kerwiin and inkkie. we were in ipoh walkin' in mud (this happen a looonggg time ago, i think during CNY in january).. we walked to the middle of the dried up pond, heh heh mud trekking sure is funn.. some times the mud goes so deep all de way to your knees! scary....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that wasn't the best picture u can get in ipoh, check out the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOS8TLUmTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/DuenyvAhxBA/s1600-h/P1270101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOS8TLUmTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/DuenyvAhxBA/s400/P1270101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310749950237514034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nice view ain't it? credits go to yew meng/yew kong for taking the pics. oh wait yeah.. i almost forgot, the most important credit goes to God! the creator of all things beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the fishing ponds in perak and the sceans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see more of God's wonderful are work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out, its a 'river' in the sky! and it continues from the steam on the earth bellow! cool very much no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOV0h2751I/AAAAAAAAAbg/cR4AlNh_NAY/s1600-h/P1270110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOV0h2751I/AAAAAAAAAbg/cR4AlNh_NAY/s400/P1270110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310753115274471250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is a wonnnnderful sunset, stuff u ain't gonna see here in PJ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOV2aFtbEI/AAAAAAAAAb4/UG47ReKokfM/s1600-h/P1270146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOV2aFtbEI/AAAAAAAAAb4/UG47ReKokfM/s400/P1270146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310753147548691522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;check out the 'rays' of sunlight. tease what i call reall sun beams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOV1xxGtxI/AAAAAAAAAbw/nFzb8AeNTTQ/s1600-h/P1270143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOV1xxGtxI/AAAAAAAAAbw/nFzb8AeNTTQ/s400/P1270143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310753136724850450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;awww.. its gonna end =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOV1M31eNI/AAAAAAAAAbo/S8soWePcyLg/s1600-h/P1270137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOV1M31eNI/AAAAAAAAAbo/S8soWePcyLg/s400/P1270137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310753126820968658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well it was nice while it lasted =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung- Lord i'm amazed by u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-6252816444273456863?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/6252816444273456863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=6252816444273456863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/6252816444273456863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/6252816444273456863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/03/amazed.html' title='Amazed'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSc70dz68ZI/SbOP--Bh32I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZTwFjQpieVY/s72-c/P1270085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-1011175539070730705</id><published>2009-03-01T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:29:24.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eaglepoint</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;friday. morning. skools a day. afternoon. scouts &amp;amp; discusion with danial (cf). went out for luch with joshua, came back to skool for voleyball. night. went to puchong, eaglepoint covenant fellowship with amanda phuah. aioh, my sleepiness kicked in, i started drowsing off.. haha so malu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. saturday. morning. went to bukit cahaya with de youth. we got on bikes yo! too bad they ran out of full suspen bikes.. man is it hard to cycle with a kid sitting on ur bike. =P edmund fell down the watchtower stairs. ouch. its ok to hurt urself when ur young, hyperfast regenerating tissures = ok. well, must as well kill yourself when ur yound then when ur old, i don't think u can roll down stairs when ur 21 =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and God bless my soul for brining me throguh the week =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-1011175539070730705?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/1011175539070730705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=1011175539070730705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1011175539070730705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/1011175539070730705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday.html' title='eaglepoint'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-3686538179406148269</id><published>2009-02-23T18:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:15:11.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>steam punk! perkhemahan NGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha this was some time ago .. suddenly has this intrest in steam punk stuff.. u know.. exposed gears and pistons with steam comming out ect... and came across this vedio... decided to post this up, haha its the season to be sick eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vORsKyopHyM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vORsKyopHyM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; yeah so if ur too free with nothing else better to do.. go and have a try at it.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ah.. i just came back from a camp... something to do with ngo unit beruniforms.. cincent and i represented scouts.. it was so hard to find anyone who wanted to go.. it was a very last minute thing though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well had fun there, skipped scouts meeting again. =P erm.. if scouts were in one group we'll have pwned all de other unit beruniforms.. pbsm, st. johns.. pandu puteri wasn't that bad either.. =D yeah.. knot tying skills and fire lightings fun for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well praise the Lord.. i mange to get the usual above average team.. which consist of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one nutter. the guy who moves extreamly slow and likes lazing around.&lt;br /&gt;one brainiac. smart guy who can actually use that thing inside his head to think! really well&lt;br /&gt;one princess. who's barbie bimbo.. haha jkla jkla.. not so bad.. she was ... okla... if we DID have a BB we'll DIE!&lt;br /&gt;a few normal ppl&lt;br /&gt;and others la.... but all were good, cause they actually listen to instructions =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah the 1st night was "fun" they made us walk to  a hot spring.. and asked us to cook our eggs inside it.. walau wei.. then they abandon us by the road for OBH .. we were supposed to write a poem! forgoodness sake gosh! man it was so hot in the spring.. then after awhile it became cold! all of a sudden.. we were shivvering when we were walking back =P sleapt at 5 and woke up at 5.30... 30 minutes of sleep oni??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha dumb thing of me to wear my scouts pants .. was forced to wet it in the hot spring.. atleast it dried outthe next day in the morning... but i didn't learn my lesson.. we went for 'jalan lasak' haha i tuahgt it wasonly in the jungle.. but nope.. we had to trek a river too! .. lawls rolled up my scout pants and walked by the banks where it was shallowe =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sad thing abt camp was: no short pants allowed.. (which is why i had to wear my scout pants the whole way throguh!) and no slippers for activites only bathing and sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and a hint for campers: bring a pen! at ALL times! always have one with you! no matter what!!!!!!!! games or activities or anything .. and also cash too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well on the last day there was the upacara penutup and prize giving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well out of four hampers and 10 teams.. we won 2 of the hampers.. one was for iktihar hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mc went something like this: "kumpulan ini telah berjaya membuat sistem api yang strategik dan memasak ketiga-tiga lauk pada masa yang sama. mereka juga telah mencipta resepi baru iatu nasi telur" hahahaha.. once she said the fire part, i had no doupt it was gonna be us =D cause all de other groups were like... dying xD yes call me proud or whatever.. but i'll say thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the second hamper it was for mini gadget building.. just made a usual mini hour glass... and we won =D haha so easy this one was, even tough only the two scouts in the team that were the one tying the knots.. i mange to 'fake' the whole team into showing 'team work' ... asked them to tie knows.. then later when i finished a knot, i untied the lausy one and retied it properly xD .. heh heh .. forgoodness sake they can't even tie a manuk no matter how much u teach em'! this is thanks to 17th pj boxing kangaroo and its wonderful scouters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we did the WORST in malam kebudayaan, our theam for our group was joget for goodness sake! the other was reka cipta.. i'll say, we would have won this too... but it'll have been 'too much' so they took another group xD hahahahahhahaha jkjk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well apart from having the thrill of getting two out of 4 gifts it was fun.. shared the food inside with the other groups who didn't win anything.. awww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah one more amazing thing that happened.. i was sooooo uberly shocked myself.. the amazing thing that happenened was... wass... was... (drops dead on the keyboard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oop ur not gonna know.. nope never in your life will u ever find out what the amazingthing was...uleung just died all of a sudden.. +P haha jkjk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okla i tell u la.. the coleman MORDEN TENT is WATERPROOF!!!!!!! finally a mordent tent thats wAtERProOf!!!!! hahahaha .. i actually broguht a lightweight to be the third layer.. but nope didn't need it! not at all! haha so uber kool! other tents were SOAKED! but not not ours =D yea.. so proud.. haha i've got to get a coleman tent man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh well.. lifes like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"did u know u could just die if you don't get enough sleep?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pyromaniac! haha the "sistem api yang baik"? was actually just because i made a really big fire.. xD and we manged to make some sort of.. "stove" with two fat sticks parrelel to each other =D there u have it. even the other groups came to cook thier stuff over our fire .. heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh met some new friends there.. took a few photos.. but i hope not this wont be like "two ships passing by in the night" as my big bro describes it.. haha meaby well meet in camps to come.. and there was this guy "khai" who knew chow ern! its a small world after all.... heh heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung- dislikes sand in his shoes when going for river hiking. saw the starts u can never see in pj (the night sky was...... beautiful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah how wonderful of out GOd to create such things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall link ye, when the time is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3686538179406148269?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/3686538179406148269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=3686538179406148269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3686538179406148269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3686538179406148269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/02/steam-punk.html' title='steam punk! perkhemahan NGO'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-7997786105093587405</id><published>2009-02-19T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:00:43.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i was a child</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok so as lift sets off at 23 march 1993...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember when i was a kid. such a carefree life, doing all sorts of stuff under the sun, hammering nails into planks of woods for fun, balancing across a tree trunk over a pond, going fishing every other day, playing under the soft rays of the sun (which u hardly get now adays, its crazy giler blazing hot!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and swimming in peaceful waters. sigh.. how i miss life as a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.- 1 cor 13:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh well at least i've gotten over the era of "glued-to-compuer-screen".. mmhmm lets when did i go through that.. it was.. err.. during form 1-3 .. yeap.. addiction.. starcraft, warcraft, warhammer. what ever la.. rts games.. sigh.. waster my life.. now its time for me to regain a life that i once had!! so less comp time for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, life is packed with 'thigs-to-do' and stuff, rarely have free time to laze around. =P owh well at least i've finished fixin' the broken fiberglass tent poles. and finally gave it back to KRS marcus... after so long. the last pole was hard to fix, needed a powered drill. =D yes there is a good thing, there are more things which i gain acess to when i grew older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today we prepared for founders day, yeap four seniors, lic hing, shannan, bee lee and i. xD well we made a stair case =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, i shall go pack my bag now, for i wil not be comeing back to this house untill sunday =( going for last minute camp. i shall be too lazy to elaborate abt it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-"i'm still a kid!!!" err.. woops sorry that.. err.. wasn't me xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-7997786105093587405?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/7997786105093587405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=7997786105093587405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/7997786105093587405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/7997786105093587405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-i-was-child.html' title='when i was a child'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-7580027931087452190</id><published>2009-02-17T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:01:41.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spbt? i love u  guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok right wohoo i get to use the comp.. but for a short while. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. see on monday, even tough i KNEW there was gonna be a SPBT spot check (because of some inteligence telling me, thx alots =) but i still didn't wrap my books. so yeah them dude's with nothing else to do, so free ar go class to class check everybodys bag for unwraped books. i tried to fake it, hide my unwrap sej book in my desk and went out. i was like so sure i could pass this, and then i forgot all abt the english's "short stories and poems" book, its so small, they still found it. beep. then later they asked me to go see en. kamal in staff room oO he's a nice guy... we just had to right my name in a book! again.. for the.. don't know how many time.. sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see for most ppl, u'll fell darn ****ed up right now. cause.. its normal. sigh. what to do, OCD wanting every thing to be perfect. no flaws. yeah that even means no writing my name in any.. "black" book.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but owh what the heck. it ruined my day, yes it did. after one period of feeling a sense of "i so want to pound that dude who checked my bag" feeling... i finally came to my sense.. this not worth it. i've been through this feeling before, n it always ends better if u just forget the bad part, and think positive xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes ser rie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live to bring glory to Gods name. i want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-7580027931087452190?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/7580027931087452190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=7580027931087452190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/7580027931087452190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/7580027931087452190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/02/spbt-i-love-u-guys.html' title='spbt? i love u  guys'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-872144831499041838</id><published>2009-02-14T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:20:07.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok life's been bad so far .. now ask why? its because i've not been doing my homework! yes its true. i come home, sleep, then go play games, volleyball or basketball and then i come home eat dinner, watch a show and then sleep. i've not touched the computer during the skool days! but after that i just go to sleep. and ta daa.. what do u know, its the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime have to do the work early in the morning in the class room and skipp morning prayer meeting with fellow cf-ers =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear Lord, help me to mange my time. amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha what da ya know.. its valentines day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-872144831499041838?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/872144831499041838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=872144831499041838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/872144831499041838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/872144831499041838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-13.html' title='Friday the 13'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-3464245547586319824</id><published>2009-02-09T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:45:16.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and there was this cow, whose name was...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mhmm ok when's the last time i bloged? i think it was around.. one week ago? haha i've been always keeping tonnes of suff in my head and waiting till the day i can on the computer and blog it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that day finally came.. but.. sadly.. i cant remember anything! at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i'm gonna do back words and see how many stuff i can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:just came back from volleyball.. boy are we giving sir lots of stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday: had farewell bbq party for joel lim, joel soon, john tee, and some other dude. it was supposed to be a 20-ies thing, but ahh we small kids like to vist. after all, they need a chef xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday: skipped scouts meeting for MBS convention in ...err.. methodist boys skool, kl xD yes as our usual thing when we go to kl we drink the uber kool best drink in the world, air mata kuching! didn't eat beef noodles tough =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: wohoo ... i was so happy when skool ended, cause we're gonna have a long weekend! well.. kinda. thanks all ye &lt;s&gt;nigga indian black&lt;/s&gt; hindu dudes! (see see i'm not a racist!) xD but now its all comming to an end =( .. and homewroks still not done yet! heh heh sorry abt that one^ up there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday: erm.. skool was as usual, no tuition today! after 3days in a row with tuitions, this feels sooo goood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: ok came back from skool. ate lunch. then went with my mom and her ladie friends to plant nurseries!!! haha potteted plants? mhmm i do enjoy looking at hangging plants =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday:????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uleung-thats all for now kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-3464245547586319824?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/3464245547586319824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=3464245547586319824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3464245547586319824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/3464245547586319824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-there-was-this-cow-whose-name-was.html' title='and there was this cow, whose name was...'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36843963.post-2274418443610672766</id><published>2009-01-31T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:13:07.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and there was this monkey, whose name was...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yeah i forgot to mention, i've watched inkheart with my bro and gang =P oO we chose this show over bedtime story.. but most of us fell sleepie during the show =P but not me =D i think this show is good stuff FOR ppl who loveeess books. so yeap, if u have a craving for books don't miss this show out, u might be inspired to do a degree in some "special job" regarding books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. during CNY when we went back to ipoh/kampar there was NO jam. its either we woke up really early and every body else was still sleeping. 7am early? well i bet most ppl were still sleeping. and eys on the way back there was NO jam either. its either we listen to the radio for roadrangers and took the trunk road to bidor and ate myfavoroutie mee .. ducks soup me aka gnap tui meen ... =D and went back to the high way later. pros trunk roads. OR its because on both jurnies we prayed to God before we started off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday. i went badminton in the morning. i woke up abit late tough. took my own sweet time to get ready and go =P shammand is a crazy psyco smasher trying to kill us. and err. came back took a bath. then went fishing with dad, uncle caleb and uncle john with his son mark toh. we caughts lots of fishes, too many infact. and when u use prawns as bait u get belidas. then came home around 7 took a bath and off to zing's house in ss2/44 aka "the hiddenroad" =P yes yes it is indeed hard to find when ur cycling. but with a lil' bit of road sense u'll get there faster than usual. besides in that place, all the numbers are randomly jumbled up. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ night was fun. roasted marshmallows. chicken. and over-excessively salty lamb =D yum yum. sad the party was missing out an important factor. (i'll leave it out for u to guess =p) now guess wisely boys and girls. ah later into the night we went into his house into the "gym/play room" really nice couch he has there and soft pillows too. PS2, cards, drinks, ect. the night was fun. jin chuen, wei nian, edmund and i played big2. each time we put out a card we had to say a name of something, the topic was chosen by the chong-er. hardest topic was flowers. easiest was name of girls. =P yeah. then came the time when every bodys dad and mum aka drivers =X woops haha sorry if u terasa. sorry yea sorry didn't mean to call them that. err.. yeah came. and they had to all leave =( sad ... so in the end after say wei went off only two of us, xing and i. we talk all de rubbish we could think of. called wei nian and sang a happy bday song to him over the phone. and yeah killed time there. dengan perbuatan yang sia-sia =P haha remember moral chapter 4 "masa tidak menunggu kita" =P yeah i can remember cause i just did it as homework xD so yeah.... we err.. i went back at 1 Oo giler. tsk tsk why didn't ever i think i had a curfew .. i should go back earlier next time. i think i will =P ... yeah eventough it was so late at night. there were many many cars oO everyones bio-clock is screwed up!! turning the night into day and the day into night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yeah. i still haven't got my homework done yet. well well and its already saturday. boy time sure files fast when your having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uelung-hoping the cny holidays would last longer.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36843963-2274418443610672766?l=yewleung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/feeds/2274418443610672766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36843963&amp;postID=2274418443610672766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/2274418443610672766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36843963/posts/default/2274418443610672766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewleung.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-there-was-this-monkey-whose-name.html' title='and there was this monkey, whose name was...'/><author><name>yewleung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02025126317551455743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
