<?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-416193647490619434</id><updated>2011-05-26T18:37:36.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ CY ~</title><subtitle type='html'>His Grace....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-3908213055547412261</id><published>2008-05-19T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:42:26.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Touching Story About A Mum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment.She cooked for students &amp;amp; teachers to support the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me.&lt;br /&gt;I was so embarrassed.How could she do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school one of my classmates said, 'EEEE, your mom only has one eye!'&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear. I confronted her that day and said, ' If you're only goanna make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?'&lt;br /&gt;My mom did not respond...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger.I  was oblivious to her feelings. I walked out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad to study. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own. I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts, Then one day, my mother came to visit me. She hadn't seen me in years and she didn't even meet her  grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, 'How dare you come to my house and scare my children!'GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to this, my mother quietly answered, 'Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address,' and she disappeared out of sight. One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbors said that she died. I did not shed a single tear. They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My dearest son,I think of you all the time. I'm sorry that I came to your house and scared your children. I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you. I'm sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up. You see........when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye.&lt;br /&gt;As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with one eye. So I gave you mine. I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my love to you,&lt;br /&gt;Your mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-3908213055547412261?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/3908213055547412261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=3908213055547412261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3908213055547412261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3908213055547412261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2008/05/touching-story-about-mum-my-mom-only.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-6218991986230024861</id><published>2008-04-09T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:04:00.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've just accidentally deleted the posts. Nah, not in the right mood to re-type the Bangkok trip. Will do so as soon as i get my camera &amp;amp; photos back. Poeple having them, *ahem* u know wat to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jasmine msn me today and said: My maid ran away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Had been listening to stories about maid and i was indeed surprised how these people can do such a thing. Their job is to come, assist and lighten her/his employers' burden. Instead of that see what they have done. Sigh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also, read a friends' blog on having tough life. Hello, who is not? =) At this age of striving to excel, we work like dogs and cows... As far as I know, we determine wat we want to be. Not the uncle next door, not your boss, not the superstitious fortune teller. One word for you if you are reading - Be Confident!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, let's see the picture of the day! =D *preeeettttyyyy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R_y-EEiiDcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bYlKDOLkTQ4/s1600-h/DSC01098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187229847971302850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R_y-EEiiDcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bYlKDOLkTQ4/s200/DSC01098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rejoice, tmrw is Thursday! Aren't you happy??? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-6218991986230024861?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/6218991986230024861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=6218991986230024861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6218991986230024861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6218991986230024861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2008/04/sigh-ive-just-accidentally-deleted.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R_y-EEiiDcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bYlKDOLkTQ4/s72-c/DSC01098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-5166782485824401</id><published>2008-03-27T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:40:43.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R-usy0iiDbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ji5MLMM3cXU/s1600-h/China_Pipa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182425785316806066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R-usy0iiDbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ji5MLMM3cXU/s200/China_Pipa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new toy.... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-5166782485824401?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/5166782485824401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=5166782485824401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/5166782485824401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/5166782485824401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-new-toy.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R-usy0iiDbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ji5MLMM3cXU/s72-c/China_Pipa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-7904144951939550297</id><published>2008-03-19T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:13:22.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mayonnaise Jar and 2 Cups of Coffee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous 'yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now,' said the professor as the laughter subsided, 'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things---God, your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions---and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sand is everything else---the small stuff. 'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued, 'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first---the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there is still room for a couple to cups of coffee with a friend. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Isnt this sweet? I think so. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Tmrw's public holiday and its the RIGHT time! Happy holiday and catching up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-7904144951939550297?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/7904144951939550297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=7904144951939550297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/7904144951939550297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/7904144951939550297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2008/03/mayonnaise-jar-and-2-cups-of-coffee.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-7657482135910841319</id><published>2008-03-18T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T01:11:11.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its my 3rd time saying goodbye. Been such a great year with great people. But its time to move on. I'm not sure if this is a right. It was really a very very tough decision. I spend most of the time praying and seeking for clear directions. But why do I not feel peace &amp;amp; joy at this point. Dad said: Well, just try out. If it fits, then continue. Not that i'll be there forever. Yea, sounds true. But i'm still uneasy. Why? Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my books........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-7657482135910841319?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/7657482135910841319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=7657482135910841319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/7657482135910841319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/7657482135910841319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-my-3rd-time-saying-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-1514037412840765732</id><published>2008-03-18T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:34:20.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The train has started moving. It is packed with people of all ages,&lt;br /&gt;mostly with the working men and women and young college guys and gals.&lt;br /&gt;Near the window, seated an old man with his 30 year old son. As the train&lt;br /&gt;moves by, the son is overwhelmed with joy as he was thrilled with the&lt;br /&gt;scenery outside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     'See dad, the scenery of green trees moving away is very beautiful'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This behavior from a thirty year old son made the other people feel&lt;br /&gt;strange about him. Every one started murmuring something or other about&lt;br /&gt;this son.  'This guy seems to be a krack..' newly married Anup whispered&lt;br /&gt;to his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Suddenly it started raining... Rain drops fell on the travelers&lt;br /&gt;through the opened window. The Thirty year old son, filled with joy '&lt;br /&gt;see dad, how beautiful the rain is ..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Anup's wife got irritated with the rain drops spoiling her new&lt;br /&gt;suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Anup, 'can't you see its raining, you old man, if your son is not&lt;br /&gt;feeling well get him soon to a mental asylum...and do not disturb public&lt;br /&gt;henceforth'&lt;br /&gt;The old man hesitated first and then in a low tone replied ' we are on&lt;br /&gt;the way back from hospital, my son got discharged today morning , he was&lt;br /&gt;a blind by birth, last week only he got his vision,  these rain and&lt;br /&gt;nature are new to his eyes.. Please forgive us for the inconvenience&lt;br /&gt;caused...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things we see may be right from our perspective until we know the&lt;br /&gt;truth. But when we know the truth our reaction to that will hurt even&lt;br /&gt;us. So try to understand the problem better before taking a harsh&lt;br /&gt;action. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-1514037412840765732?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/1514037412840765732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=1514037412840765732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/1514037412840765732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/1514037412840765732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2008/03/train-has-started-moving.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-2848311017588788940</id><published>2008-03-08T14:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:01:55.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;99 Ways to Love Your Mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R9I3HUFvFQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/4SR5A9D98vs/s1600-h/Mickey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175259520593499394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R9I3HUFvFQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/4SR5A9D98vs/s200/Mickey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Collection of romantic love tips and advice to spice up your romantic relationship or have your bond tighten even more. These romantic tips will help you make days that you will remember. Scroll down to see the 99 ways to love your Mate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hug them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Write a love note.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Call them at work just to say "Hi."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give them a foot massage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell them a joke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caress them with slow gentle strokes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go for a walk with them.Send them a "happy gram."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Admit your mistakes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say: "I love you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Indulge a whim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen to them talk about an interest of theirs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be trustworthy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instead of complaining, tell them what you would prefer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at them when you're in a discussion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Send flowers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Compliment something they did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Offer to help.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ask them to show you how to do something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Call when you are going to be late.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take them out to dinner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Write them a poem about how special they are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cut out a cartoon they'll enjoy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ask them what they'd like sexually.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go shopping together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take an afternoon drive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuddle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Put your arm around them in front of others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take them out on a surprise date.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do something they want to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plan a candle light dinner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at old photos together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serve them breakfast in bed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Share sexual fantasies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do a work project together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rub their back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a shower together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carry their photo in your wallet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go away together for a weekend holiday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kiss them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile more when you look at them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go for a bicycle ride together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surprise them with "special" attire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plan a picnic lunch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read something together about how to have a better relationship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Repeat what they say before answering.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say "Good morning" first.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ask if they have a few minutes first before interrupting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Send them a card.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surprise them with a gift when it's a non-holiday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cook them a favorite meal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Try a new restaurant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ask them how they feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let them know when you are proud of them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ask for their opinion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn on some romantic music.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dedicate a song to them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Send them a balloon bouquet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watch a sunset together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Play a game together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have them teach you something they know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell them they have the night off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go to a movie they select.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ask them for a hug.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wear some new cologne.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Discuss future plans with them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ask if you can help when they look sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ask them about their dreams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meet them for lunch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enlarge a scenic photo of a place you've shared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give them a gift certificate for their favorite store.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell them what you like about them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buy them a new perfume.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take them to a scenic spot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Send them a gourmet gift basket.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Send them a joke card.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let them know when you've thought of them during the day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buy them a toy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Compliment them to their friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bring them a thirst quenching drink.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell them when they look attractive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Send them a post card.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invite them to a secret rendezvous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give them a massage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a lesson with them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at photos together of when you met.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plan a vacation with them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen openly to their opposing opinion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buy them a new piece of jewelry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watch a TV show they like with themWrite them a letter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen to music with them, such as an old favorite.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whisper sweet nothings in their ear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell them what you like that they do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give a head massage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invite them to a concert.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let them know you care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-2848311017588788940?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/2848311017588788940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=2848311017588788940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/2848311017588788940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/2848311017588788940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2008/03/99-ways-to-love-your-mate-collection-of.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R9I3HUFvFQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/4SR5A9D98vs/s72-c/Mickey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-5016463491783874479</id><published>2008-02-10T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T23:29:41.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GONG XI FA CHAI! Happy Chinese New Year! Those married, do remember to send me a huge angpow... =) Those not married, hope you will find THE one! =) Been travelling a lot this season. A friend blessed m family with free rooms in Genting hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R68Srfy0LLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UJidTbisqp4/s1600-h/DSC00960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165367836095556786" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="133" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R68Srfy0LLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UJidTbisqp4/s200/DSC00960.JPG" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R68Sr_y0LMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6yOKFEB5pK0/s1600-h/DSC00962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165367844685491394" style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="135" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R68Sr_y0LMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6yOKFEB5pK0/s200/DSC00962.JPG" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R68Ssfy0LNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/DDdWq9XFl-g/s1600-h/DSC00963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165367853275426002" style="WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="134" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R68Ssfy0LNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/DDdWq9XFl-g/s200/DSC00963.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Picked up CN from Penang then proceeded to visit aunties and uncles in sungai petani while collecting pre-CNY angpow. Waited for the adults as they catch up, US camwhoring in aunties' house. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R68UD_y0LOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/EowjEcn6EpE/s1600-h/DSC00974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165369356513979618" style="CURSOR: hand" height="133" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R68UD_y0LOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/EowjEcn6EpE/s200/DSC00974.JPG" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R68UEPy0LPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/U03l8SHsZj4/s1600-h/DSC00973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165369360808946930" style="CURSOR: hand" height="132" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R68UEPy0LPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/U03l8SHsZj4/s200/DSC00973.JPG" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Will update soon ..... CNY 2.... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-5016463491783874479?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/5016463491783874479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=5016463491783874479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/5016463491783874479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/5016463491783874479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2008/02/gong-xi-fa-chai-happy-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/R68Srfy0LLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UJidTbisqp4/s72-c/DSC00960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-2842531672494547052</id><published>2007-12-29T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:49:49.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its getting closer to end of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;The most common Question - wat have u done this year? Hmm.... I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;2nd common Question - Have you accomplish our resolutions set earlier? Hmm.... Sort of, not all.&lt;br /&gt;3rd common Q - What's your new year reso?&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Its so common that people set up reso and not accomplishing it. Easier said than done huh? Well, i thank HIM for giving me a great year. Randomly, i'll count my blessings. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I got a new job with very good employers.&lt;br /&gt;* Added new students in my teaching classes.&lt;br /&gt;* Passed my second level of my prof certificate.&lt;br /&gt;* Started with my Diploma piano lesson.&lt;br /&gt;* Relationship wise - still a bit complicated. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-2842531672494547052?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/2842531672494547052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=2842531672494547052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/2842531672494547052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/2842531672494547052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-getting-closer-to-end-of-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-6581343602514448140</id><published>2007-10-07T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T18:34:35.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its getting closer and closer to the end of Year 2007. And yes, my birthday past. Did you know that on your birthday the Sun returns to the exact position in the sky as it was the day you were born? This is called a Solar Return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you start to realise a few things below, meaning you are really growing UP.. Not Old, But growing UP yah..... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most of your friends wishes only come in the next morning and not at 12am.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No more surprise party.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just want to celebrate with someone special.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receiving a &lt;em&gt;wedding invitation card&lt;/em&gt; on your birthday. ( congrats Stephie ;-) )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feel very happy because your friends remember your birthday. Just that thought is meaningful enough.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks people who made my day... All your smses and presents were very thoughtful and sweet. (to whoever that forgets my birthday and still reading my blog, dare you to sms me right now! haha) I love you people... ! =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-6581343602514448140?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/6581343602514448140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=6581343602514448140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6581343602514448140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6581343602514448140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-getting-closer-and-closer-to-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-3657683728306627143</id><published>2007-09-18T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:27:37.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After times of reflection, praying, thinking..... I know i need to move on, need to carry on and give a chance to him and myself &amp;amp; YOU to show me what you planned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i need to grow and i know you want me to... I am grateful to have you with me throughout this tough time. Problems are ahead, i cannot do it on my own. You've shown me signs and i will follow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to stand up and on my run again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord i stand upon your strength&lt;br /&gt;I know You're always by my side&lt;br /&gt;When i feel i cant go on&lt;br /&gt;You are there to keep me strong&lt;br /&gt;You are my Rock, my Fortress, my deliverer&lt;br /&gt;My God, my strength in whom i trust&lt;br /&gt;You are my shield, my Horn, my salvation&lt;br /&gt;The one who's worthy of all praise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-3657683728306627143?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/3657683728306627143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=3657683728306627143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3657683728306627143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3657683728306627143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/09/after-times-of-reflection-praying.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-3643458377924538906</id><published>2007-09-17T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:49:53.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Been awhile since i write. Am not a hardworking person when it comes to blogging. For someone who know me well, am not someone who will easily pour out my feelings. Been bothered with some issues. Some been resolve, but not a very favourable way, well........ at least i think its not that favorable.&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;Why do we need to grow up, this stage of growing up makes me feel uncomfortable. Do not like the idea of changing, changes make me feel uneasy. Can i not grow up?&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;For you know the plans you have for me, plans to prosper me and not to harm me, plans to give me hope and a future. I hold on to this promise since 4 years ago, i thought i found what u plan for me.  Isn't 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;Teach me how to proceed. Show me paths you planned..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-3643458377924538906?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/3643458377924538906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=3643458377924538906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3643458377924538906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3643458377924538906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/09/been-awhile-since-i-write.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-1570417519558700393</id><published>2007-07-20T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T21:06:23.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random photos - memories &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCkD9vrxXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-80SgGuYcAo/s1600-h/DSC00761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089247966949786994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCkD9vrxXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-80SgGuYcAo/s200/DSC00761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can u see me? My primary 1 class photo.. I'll buy u a good dinner if u can... Hehehe... *laugh evil-ly* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCkENvrxYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fnb0x4l9IrM/s1600-h/DSC00762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089247971244754306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCkENvrxYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fnb0x4l9IrM/s200/DSC00762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NoW! wHO cannot see where am i shall buy me dinner.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As i was flipping through my photo album, just cant help missing my college days.. I had 3 wonderful years in Nilai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HR Presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCkEtvrxaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ri7ODu-6FY8/s1600-h/DSC00745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089247979834688930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCkEtvrxaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ri7ODu-6FY8/s200/DSC00745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCpatvrxgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/A99w6FLIeTw/s1600-h/DSC00744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089253855349949954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCpatvrxgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/A99w6FLIeTw/s200/DSC00744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqClONvrxbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ls-1e4yAeI4/s1600-h/DSC00746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089249242555073970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqClONvrxbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ls-1e4yAeI4/s200/DSC00746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lecturers out there - This is what students do in lecture halls - take photos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqClPNvrxfI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cz0re2_llqg/s1600-h/DSC00753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089249259734943218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqClPNvrxfI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cz0re2_llqg/s200/DSC00753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqClO9vrxeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fjUMVHCWK8Q/s1600-h/DSC00751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089249255439975906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqClO9vrxeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fjUMVHCWK8Q/s200/DSC00751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BBQ sessions! We were always drenched... Water always come after bbq... But its fun to get wet at 1am... Freezing cold... This is what we did.. The gals will prepare the food... Guys will set up the fire place.. (to be honest, i didn't do much, am always the one who help out when needed.. hehe) After everyone finish eating, there must be someone who was there to start THE GAME! If you can see, we are all wet in the photos. But was fun weiiii.... =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCr6dvrxlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/fIavVSYum0I/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089256599834052178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCr6dvrxlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/fIavVSYum0I/s200/DSC00759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCvmdvrxmI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XNhsYixVYKw/s1600-h/DSC00760.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089260654283179618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCvmdvrxmI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XNhsYixVYKw/s200/DSC00760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I love these 2 photos. Natural.... Just so NILAI... So greeeeeen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCr6NvrxkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/v9R6hg290lo/s1600-h/DSC00758.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089256595539084866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCr6NvrxkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/v9R6hg290lo/s200/DSC00758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCvmtvrxnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7AANGYudCV8/s1600-h/DSC00766.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089260658578146930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCvmtvrxnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7AANGYudCV8/s200/DSC00766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Our redang Trip. Hoe Hoe was the only guy who joined us. Remember in the disco, he was so busy 'protecting' we 9 gals... =))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCr59vrxjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nedEvHUHwJo/s1600-h/DSC00757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089256591244117554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCr59vrxjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nedEvHUHwJo/s200/DSC00757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCvndvrxpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hTmt3CmfQmc/s1600-h/DSC00764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089260671463048850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCvndvrxpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hTmt3CmfQmc/s200/DSC00764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCvnNvrxoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/q7wSKM-KpBM/s1600-h/DSC00765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089260667168081538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCvnNvrxoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/q7wSKM-KpBM/s200/DSC00765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KLIA - Used to be our favourite lepak place. The place where we get to see aeroplane landing.. Just sooo beautiful... There we were, sending Gin , Alex and Edmund off to Aussie. If i am wrong or too old to remember, we went in 7 cars... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCr5NvrxhI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7ahjBsnEIV8/s1600-h/DSC00755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089256578359215634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCr5NvrxhI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7ahjBsnEIV8/s200/DSC00755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCr5tvrxiI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_2IvNuYP7-s/s1600-h/DSC00756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089256586949150242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCr5tvrxiI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_2IvNuYP7-s/s200/DSC00756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCvn9vrxqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1dhUFRGGTTM/s1600-h/DSC00763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089260680052983458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCvn9vrxqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1dhUFRGGTTM/s200/DSC00763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our common place to go when everyone disagree to go anywhere .............................. GENTING HIGHLANDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, i just miss you all... Where time cannot turn back, photos are the best memories and evidence of our lasting "flensheeep"... =))) i love u folks.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;More to come as i flip through my next album...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-1570417519558700393?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/1570417519558700393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=1570417519558700393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/1570417519558700393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/1570417519558700393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RqCkD9vrxXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-80SgGuYcAo/s72-c/DSC00761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-5396667510625686054</id><published>2007-06-24T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:51:08.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;2007 Gathering @ Malacca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome home Gin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;After some sad incident, there comes a good one. Been waiting for this trip as a relaxant and gathering for myself and you guys. A short trip but its only possible with every present. Thanks for making this possible! Gin, stella, S.Ting, Calvin, Ken, Pek, S.yee, Tou, Cindy, Edmund, Koo.... did i missed anyone?? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5w256FR3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/VzP8HhcNF30/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079621518280181618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5w256FR3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/VzP8HhcNF30/s200/DSC00710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Arrived at 11.30am and waited at Gin's house for about 2 hours for JB people. Finally decided to move on and meet up with them later. We went to buy some local delicacies... =p About 2pm, THEY finally arrived! And of course its thier turn to buy some souvenirs.. So, we had 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 of us! Upon reaching Pahlawan megamall, behold! here comes our 10th member. Tee Sin YeE! How could you hide in the car and surprised EVERYONE of us!~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5w2p6FR2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/UuyTMnzfOwo/s1600-h/hotel-melia-horizon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079621513985214306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5w2p6FR2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/UuyTMnzfOwo/s200/hotel-melia-horizon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Malia Horizon hotel! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://malaysiabudgethotel.com/accommodation/melaka/hotel-melia-horizon.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://malaysiabudgethotel.com/accommodation/melaka/hotel-melia-horizon.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Gin's parents own this hotel and we had a good 2 hours rest in the hotel room with 2 queen size beds.. Its 8pm and we proceed for satay celup of course! Some have been there to queue up b4 we arrived but for some reason we only got our table at about 9pm. I was starving.. ..... Let the photos speak to you... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5yPZ6FR7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/fhlYcXlkwVs/s1600-h/DSC00695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079623038698604466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5yPZ6FR7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/fhlYcXlkwVs/s200/DSC00695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5yPJ6FR6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Zw3g5PjlOYg/s1600-h/DSC00692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079623034403637154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5yPJ6FR6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Zw3g5PjlOYg/s200/DSC00692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5yO56FR5I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4LsYPw_CEOU/s1600-h/DSC00693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079623030108669842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5yO56FR5I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4LsYPw_CEOU/s200/DSC00693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5yOp6FR4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/vvYIP1gVZnQ/s1600-h/DSC00689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079623025813702530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5yOp6FR4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/vvYIP1gVZnQ/s200/DSC00689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;After Dinner, i had this opportunity to visit the portugese village, there were some events there and just right for us! Fun fare too.... But i was already too tired to enjoy since i only had 5 hours sleep the night before. So just walk around and enjoy myself with my favourite past time... Photos session... =) Here comes the photos! Aren't the boats beautiful?? =) *thumbs up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn50q56FR9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/vzPGY95Dh3g/s1600-h/DSC00703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079625710168262610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn50q56FR9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/vzPGY95Dh3g/s200/DSC00703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn50rZ6FR-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/XMjUaOQ7m7w/s1600-h/DSC00704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079625718758197218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn50rZ6FR-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/XMjUaOQ7m7w/s200/DSC00704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn50qp6FR8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/9cLCSCCMyes/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079625705873295298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn50qp6FR8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/9cLCSCCMyes/s200/DSC00699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We reach home slightly after midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday, everyone was up at 10am except 1 gentleman who are and were always the earliest to wake up. =) you know who you are.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn53hJ6FSAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/JXTZuYp3njo/s1600-h/DSC00708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079628841199421442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn53hJ6FSAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/JXTZuYp3njo/s200/DSC00708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn53g56FR_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/1fmjc4Wlvz8/s1600-h/DSC00709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079628836904454130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn53g56FR_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/1fmjc4Wlvz8/s200/DSC00709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;80 chicken ball rice and a whole chicken was for lunch and we had some real fun at home just talking and taking photos... Some time were spent to rekindle the friendships. Will post more photos once i get hold of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, this explain my absence in church this week. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-5396667510625686054?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/5396667510625686054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=5396667510625686054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/5396667510625686054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/5396667510625686054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/06/2007-gathering-malacca-welcome-home-gin.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rn5w256FR3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/VzP8HhcNF30/s72-c/DSC00710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-3163506738036350861</id><published>2007-06-12T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T22:30:54.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;10 July 2007 - 16 July 2007 - HONG KONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yea, supposed to be in HK next month. Tickets been booked and was anticipating it even tho not the 1st time am going there. Some how.. I gave up the trip.. The tickets gonna be burnt.. Yea, i paid for it.. I did! And now am burning it myself.. *smart?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh............ I need time to settle issues with myself and God. Am i angry at you? Hope am not........ Frustrations......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-3163506738036350861?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/3163506738036350861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=3163506738036350861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3163506738036350861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3163506738036350861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/06/10-july-2007-16-july-2007-hong-kong-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-5827644994957145453</id><published>2007-06-04T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T21:16:34.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RmQNt0twJZI/AAAAAAAAADw/H0Hc25jTBFQ/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072194161221838226" style="CURSOR: hand" height="121" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RmQNt0twJZI/AAAAAAAAADw/H0Hc25jTBFQ/s200/books.jpg" width="98" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got a chance to read this book when i was sick during the weekend. The only time i'll sit still and reading is the only activity i can do besides sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It really enlighten me with simple words like : "Do u remember wat is the good news?" As WE are always buzy with our daily work, daily routine, serving in church weeks after weeks, used to be youth leader then youth advisor, CF committee, took looooong 'sebatical' from youth ministry, Scripture Union etc... All these years, am looking for that good news! But the more i do, the less it meant to me. The more i put in, the more i lose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quoting from the book&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or perhaps you've wihdrawn from service, You've gone the route I've described above and, frankly, yo've had it. You've stopped volunteering, stopped saying yes. No one calls anymore, No one asked anymore. You're out of the loop and glad for it. And yet the peace and quiet holds no peace and quiet. The stillness hasn't led to the closer walk with God you'd hope for.............."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Phew........... when i read this, it just struck me... how can someone put what i feel into words and just so accurately.. This book brought me back to basic, back to the very first good news i believe in. Not just serving and doing to make the "show".. Thank "U" for the book.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-5827644994957145453?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/5827644994957145453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=5827644994957145453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/5827644994957145453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/5827644994957145453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/06/currently-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RmQNt0twJZI/AAAAAAAAADw/H0Hc25jTBFQ/s72-c/books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-3647570811376871876</id><published>2007-06-03T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:17:10.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sick for a week already. Instead of recovering, it has gone worse. Thook day off to rest at home last week. Resistant went low - cost of working too long hours. Since i've join the new company, there's lots to learn, lots to pick up.. I am the kind of person who want to learn quick and much. So, here i am........... &lt;em&gt;sick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Friday just before i left client's place, i receive this phone call.&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%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KL: Hello.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Hi yea... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KL: Ay, i just left and on the way to catch the bus, so cannot go to your house la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: o ok... Its ok..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KL: ok la, i'll be back on Monday night, anything u call me la yea.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: (thinking: u are in Singapore ler... call you??) Erm... hehe... aything i sms or e-mail la.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KL: ok la.. Can also&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KL: Hmm... Yea, so u have a nice weekend la.. Anything u pray la ya... Anything also can pray then u will get the answer.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: (feeling weird) Yea, ok!&lt;/em&gt;&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;haha.... Surprisingly! HE IS MY BOSS! The one who pay me every month&gt; is reminding me to pray... Where to find mer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-3647570811376871876?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/3647570811376871876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=3647570811376871876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3647570811376871876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3647570811376871876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/06/sick-for-week-already.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-3526503591741774093</id><published>2007-06-02T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T11:04:48.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lately a friend call me and ask if damansara is a nice place... Well, that's my dream place to stay in actually.. Provided i can afford. Got a chance to visit one of the showroom in damansara... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My dream unit man... Exactly what i want in my bedroom.. Sofa set with TV and study table! How nice... Can fit all in a room! nicely... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RmDcKktwJYI/AAAAAAAAADo/aDW9mqes7UQ/s1600-h/living+room.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071295254631556482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RmDcKktwJYI/AAAAAAAAADo/aDW9mqes7UQ/s200/living+room.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RmDcKEtwJXI/AAAAAAAAADg/QG6sHawfQSQ/s1600-h/living+hall.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071295246041621874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RmDcKEtwJXI/AAAAAAAAADg/QG6sHawfQSQ/s200/living+hall.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice ler??????? But no money la... lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-3526503591741774093?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/3526503591741774093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=3526503591741774093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3526503591741774093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3526503591741774093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/06/lately-friend-call-me-and-ask-if.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RmDcKktwJYI/AAAAAAAAADo/aDW9mqes7UQ/s72-c/living+room.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-6381763453517218068</id><published>2007-05-25T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T09:14:42.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its Friday! Hooooooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a week of working late life.. With pounds added on.&lt;br /&gt;With files getting thick, reports to do and send for review…&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if 1 day is sufficient for me to finish. Anyhow, Friday is a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can wake up at 10am tomorrow, got &lt;strong&gt;dim sum&lt;/strong&gt; session.. =) follow by&lt;strong&gt; shopping&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Only if you are here, then my weekends will be happier..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-6381763453517218068?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/6381763453517218068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=6381763453517218068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6381763453517218068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6381763453517218068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-friday-hooooooray-been-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-1369945915291132779</id><published>2007-05-21T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:40:15.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;- Its after Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;- Its the first working day of the week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;- Is a day i hate the most in a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;- Is a day i need to sit still for awhile before i start my work to recall when did i stopped last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;- A day which i have to work 8.30am - 10pm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;- Is a blue day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Is Badminton day with Advent Corporation. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;- Its my least progressive day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;- Sien.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;I only want FRIDAY... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-1369945915291132779?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/1369945915291132779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=1369945915291132779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/1369945915291132779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/1369945915291132779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/05/monday-its-after-sunday-its-first.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-7954691353361399300</id><published>2007-05-19T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T14:22:41.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 week since i came back from kuching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i touch down, manage to snap a photo while waiting to be picked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6UmIk1cGI/AAAAAAAAADA/IMCs2l79SuQ/s1600-h/DSC00512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066150013696307298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6UmIk1cGI/AAAAAAAAADA/IMCs2l79SuQ/s200/DSC00512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the first ever special drink i had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 different layer -&gt; "teh si"*thumbs UP!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Ulok1cFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0OPLZepMLVc/s1600-h/DSC00513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066150005106372690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Ulok1cFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0OPLZepMLVc/s200/DSC00513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Besides that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Umok1cHI/AAAAAAAAADI/uirRfOxaLAs/s1600-h/DSC00535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066150022286241906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Umok1cHI/AAAAAAAAADI/uirRfOxaLAs/s200/DSC00535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kon lo mee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6UnYk1cII/AAAAAAAAADQ/LGNwRcYnKM0/s1600-h/DSC00566.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066150035171143810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6UnYk1cII/AAAAAAAAADQ/LGNwRcYnKM0/s200/DSC00566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Har mee (look at those prawns!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Un4k1cJI/AAAAAAAAADY/eotr9-wcv_I/s1600-h/DSC00589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066150043761078418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Un4k1cJI/AAAAAAAAADY/eotr9-wcv_I/s200/DSC00589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Satay! Pork satay.... (very thin slices of pork)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Food Haven.... Hmm... Thank God, didn't put on any pounds...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( of course didn't lose any la.... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-7954691353361399300?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/7954691353361399300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=7954691353361399300' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/7954691353361399300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/7954691353361399300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/05/1-week-since-i-came-back-from-kuching.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6UmIk1cGI/AAAAAAAAADA/IMCs2l79SuQ/s72-c/DSC00512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-4051707367786431710</id><published>2007-05-19T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T13:23:26.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let the picture tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Iq4k1cCI/AAAAAAAAACg/DaknZmHhS4M/s1600-h/z88992840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066136901161152546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Iq4k1cCI/AAAAAAAAACg/DaknZmHhS4M/s200/z88992840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6IrIk1cEI/AAAAAAAAACw/wwO-R25Q4qM/s1600-h/z88992982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066136905456119874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6IrIk1cEI/AAAAAAAAACw/wwO-R25Q4qM/s200/z88992982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 years ago, we were in pyjamas...&lt;br /&gt;16 year later...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Iq4k1cDI/AAAAAAAAACo/kBxyfgfTosk/s1600-h/z88992961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066136901161152562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Iq4k1cDI/AAAAAAAAACo/kBxyfgfTosk/s200/z88992961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Iq4k1cBI/AAAAAAAAACY/U4F51_Bik9s/s1600-h/z88992722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066136901161152530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Iq4k1cBI/AAAAAAAAACY/U4F51_Bik9s/s200/z88992722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short ones have grown taller&lt;br /&gt;The tall ones have now become shorter....  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-4051707367786431710?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/4051707367786431710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=4051707367786431710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/4051707367786431710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/4051707367786431710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/05/let-picture-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rk6Iq4k1cCI/AAAAAAAAACg/DaknZmHhS4M/s72-c/z88992840.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-6485608199228502651</id><published>2007-05-02T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T21:41:29.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have u ever feel like tearing apart recently? I am having that feeling now! My brain is tearing apart and physically tired, hot..&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;I have just return from my redang trip. Long waiting, planned. Now, its gone! =)) but i enjoyed. A little conversation btw me and my one and only brother.&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;Me: Sigh... we are going back tmrw d.. So fast hor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CW: Ya lor.. ( watching movie on his bed in the hotel )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Aiyo, sien ler.. go back kl... ( keep complaining )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cw : Me too... Here very nice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: Ya ya... Haha.. Just sit and relax, play, eat, sleep... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cw: Aiya, just say you like the fact that you dun need to do anything here la... &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;which is very very true. I LOVE the feeling of doing wat want ALONE!&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;I love sitting at the beach, feeling the sea breeze, looking a the people walking up and down, listening to the waves hitting the rocks.. Wow... fantastic! I did feel asleep for awhile at the bench alone. =)) coz its after dinner, and sooooo comfy...&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;ok, back to my books for now, will post more when i come back from kuching next week. =P&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;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yee Ee  =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-6485608199228502651?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/6485608199228502651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=6485608199228502651' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6485608199228502651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6485608199228502651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/05/have-u-ever-feel-like-tearing-apart.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-6193923321442868329</id><published>2007-04-26T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:05:23.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired day. Laze on my bed and very reluctant to move for shower. i just realise today that sepang is not very far from cheras. Neither is it near. I travel about 40 min to my boss bangalow and obviously i m very tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Redang trip is tmrw. I am still in module 5 of my studies. And i m really dead this time. How? *panic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal laptop collapse yesterday. =( just a human &gt; fragile. Half way surfing net then the machine just die. Anyone knows how to help me? please do so. If not, i duno wat to do about it. =P so, HELP!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-6193923321442868329?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/6193923321442868329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=6193923321442868329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6193923321442868329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6193923321442868329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/04/tired-day.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-3199620530454719152</id><published>2007-04-25T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T21:49:07.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I once asked myself. Should i give up on you? You have for the very one time hurt me so badly till my heart practically felt the pain. Of course numerously minor hurt which i wouldn't even wanna remember them. Taking a parang running after me would mayb make me feel better. Over the years, again and again. Over and over. I've kept reminding myself &gt; NO!&lt;br /&gt;but........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just tired being the one. The one who will clean up your rubbish and you say thank you. The one who try the best to accomodate you and you just smile. The one who give in everytime needed. The one... The one... When i decided to give up, you walk in and i will say : Stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now. Am giving up coz i do not want to be the one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-3199620530454719152?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/3199620530454719152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=3199620530454719152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3199620530454719152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/3199620530454719152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-once-asked-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-233987060322902566</id><published>2007-04-20T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T11:42:28.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rig03UYwlZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/79GiHZ-idZI/s1600-h/man.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055348706693387666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rig03UYwlZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/79GiHZ-idZI/s200/man.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After 2 years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. 'I am ashamed of my self, and because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.'                                                                                                                                                                               &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rig03UYwlXI/AAAAAAAAACA/_FScVW-I7Ro/s1600-h/butterfly.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055348706693387634" style="CURSOR: hand" height="56" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rig03UYwlXI/AAAAAAAAACA/_FScVW-I7Ro/s200/butterfly.bmp" width="82" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The bearer said to the pot, 'Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back,you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moral : Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blessings&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;crackpot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;friend 's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rig03EYwlWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/m10BIFjoFmI/s1600-h/flower.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055348702398420322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rig03EYwlWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/m10BIFjoFmI/s200/flower.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rig03UYwlYI/AAAAAAAAACI/VzurGt2o3fA/s1600-h/stretch.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055348706693387650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rig03UYwlYI/AAAAAAAAACI/VzurGt2o3fA/s200/stretch.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-233987060322902566?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/233987060322902566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=233987060322902566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/233987060322902566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/233987060322902566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/04/water-bearer-in-china-had-two-large.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/Rig03UYwlZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/79GiHZ-idZI/s72-c/man.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-6012398337992072668</id><published>2007-04-19T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T10:49:11.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Always being told that life is a circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what u see in people,&lt;br /&gt;you dun see in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;When people see that in you,&lt;br /&gt;they dun see it in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I was even younger (for those don’t know me well, I sm still very young.) I USED TO:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)      Admire the girl beside me with long hair&lt;br /&gt;2)      Admire the classmate having a nice &amp; new school bag,&lt;br /&gt;3)      See them buying their school uniform but I get mine tailored by grandma&lt;br /&gt;4)      See him spending RM10 a day when I only had RM3.&lt;br /&gt;5)      Question how he get 100% in dictation again, I didn’t&lt;br /&gt;6)      get jealous when She get to pin her art on the notice board while I get mine back (to file and keep at home)&lt;br /&gt;7)      Had a teacher slapped me when I didn’t get 100% in Chinese dictation&lt;br /&gt;8)      being told that cartoons are not allowed at home.&lt;br /&gt;9)      Fight for toys with my friend at home.&lt;br /&gt;10)     Too play with mummy’s perfume, comb, lipstick, foundation etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I grew up, I think:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)      Long hair is hard to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;2)      School bag is not cheap&lt;br /&gt;3)      Ohh.. Miss my grandma tailor clothes for me.&lt;br /&gt;4)      Now I really missed those days my dad will fetch me to school without fail. Everyday, i’ll say: “Bye, daddy!” Then he will give me 3 golden token!&lt;br /&gt;5)      I got number 1 in class even though I couldn’t get 100% in dictation.&lt;br /&gt;6)      I got to pin mine up there once in standard 4!&lt;br /&gt;7)      Still blur and don’t know why she slapped me. For all I know, the teacher was out of the school the next year and passed away because of cancer.&lt;br /&gt;8)      Mum says cartoons - bad influence.&lt;br /&gt;9)      Oo.. Remember I always cry coz always lose to her. =P&lt;br /&gt;10)    Playing with these comes with punishment package. I wouldn’t tell you how mum punished me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-6012398337992072668?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/6012398337992072668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=6012398337992072668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6012398337992072668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6012398337992072668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/04/always-being-told-that-life-is-circle.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-4055912400904371930</id><published>2007-04-19T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T10:24:25.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Having my everyday need - breakfast! My Nes-lo on my desk and my sandwich in my hand. And again, I am very free today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my friends recently, they say my pores are obviously smaller and clean! Oh.. That’s a good good compliment. You know for the past ten years ( wah… I sound so old. I know!) I’ve been looking for solutions. Thanks carol for introducing me to this super duple product. PRO SEBUM GEL! Its good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now am zooming for another product. =) heard its good also. Anyone wanna donate? Cheque also can, issue to Tabung kebajikan chin yee… =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RibSei4Jw_I/AAAAAAAAABo/utimFr6Onlk/s1600-h/pro-sebum-gel.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-4055912400904371930?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/4055912400904371930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=4055912400904371930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/4055912400904371930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/4055912400904371930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/04/having-my-everyday-need-breakfast-my.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-8241069879730788363</id><published>2007-04-18T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T17:46:59.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I’ve been bugged to update my blog. Yes, basically &lt;em&gt;I AM A LAZY GIRL&lt;/em&gt;. =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I rather keep things to myself than to spill it everywhere. It will burden those who cares for me and trouble those who DON’T care for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;I’ve tried updating it but gave up after few attempts because my entries got erase all because of my stupid-ness! So….. well.. (speechless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just randomly put wat’s in my thought now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Basically am partly grounded as my exams are very soon. And I am far behind my study schedule. CONFIRM cannot finish before my long await, anticipated, excited, eagerly waiting and All ready to go - Redang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) John Lee is leaving very very soon, and I have not get any chance to eat with the buzy man. Well, its always sad when I received these occasions. I hate airport when I need to send my friend away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Pin is doing very well. Yea, I know. Will catch up with you soon. Very soon. 2 more weeks, I will be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Yeo facing some business obligations, I cant give u money, give u prayer and support can la. =) All you do, remember to pray. When there is no way to turn to, why not try God? He never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Wei Li &amp; Wei-I having exams &amp;amp; assignments due soon. Must pray for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Jasmin is going to Redang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I came back from Kuala Terengganu less than a month ago, and if you ever wanna go there, make sure u cover every part of your body. Do not reveal your skin or else….. well, people stared at me as if I came from some outer space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I’ve completed 5 assignments with 4 different clients in my first month of work here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) And my old fren, you know who you are, if u are reading, take break means take break. Do what u suppose to do. Dun think about your responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) As for Ypun, I’ve updated my blog. Haha.. Finally. Yea, its better to actually do it else where than to do it directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday was my parent’s birthday. Got HER some little make up thingy and HIM a luggage bag that he wanted so much. And all these doesn’t come free! Haha.. No complain. That is a small amount compare to wat they gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great super extreme wonderful seafood dinner together in selayang. Without my sister here of course. Buy her next time la.. haha! We got to choose our seafood, which were still swimming in the tank. GROUPER! Oh yea, my favourite! It’s just GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Ooppss... before i forgot, i lost 4kg! Wahahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-8241069879730788363?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/8241069879730788363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=8241069879730788363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/8241069879730788363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/8241069879730788363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-been-bugged-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-4569477432173957499</id><published>2007-03-27T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:54:42.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;love this song since the 1st time i listened to it. Has been on my mind again and again today. Its a simple song with simple lyrics which suits exactly for simple human like ME! =P Yes, just as direct as the lyrics are&gt; YOU ARE GOD ALONE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be as high and mighty like King, and yet as gentle and loving like a father! It makes me ponder about that Love you have for us. Unbelievable, Unshakeable, unstoppable! How much time do i linger in your presence, how many times i stop to think about you in a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just so easy to miss someone we didn't see for few days, but wat about thinking of you? When a man send us flowers, we can be so happy to forget wat day is today. When someone be so sweet to surprise us, we can be in such enveloped environment and ignore people around us. But why are we not doing the same when your Love is sooo much compare to what we have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are reading, it will be good if everyone could just read through the lyrics again and again. Then think about the things he blessed us with starting today. Eveyday before you close your eyes, count your blessings, be it just ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall start!&lt;br /&gt;1) Thank Him for giving me a new friend today&lt;br /&gt;2) Thank God i manage to rush to the shop b4 it close to get some baking ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;3) Thank God i have dinner today. ( sometimes i don't ok?)&lt;br /&gt;4) My grandparents stil loving each other and staying very healthy.&lt;br /&gt;5) Thank God for bringing all my family back home safely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok, i better keep some confidential things b4 all my secrets sneak out... Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, so, enjoy the lyrics... ( better it can get to listen to the song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are God Alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not a God&lt;br /&gt;Created by human hands&lt;br /&gt;You are not a god&lt;br /&gt;Dependent on any mortal man&lt;br /&gt;You are not a God&lt;br /&gt;In need to anything we can give&lt;br /&gt;By your plan, that’s just the way it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You are God Alone&lt;br /&gt;From the time began&lt;br /&gt;You were on your throne&lt;br /&gt;You are God alone&lt;br /&gt;And right now&lt;br /&gt;In the good times and bad&lt;br /&gt;You are on Your throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are God Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youre the only God&lt;br /&gt;Whose power none can contend&lt;br /&gt;Youre the only God&lt;br /&gt;Whose name and praise will never end&lt;br /&gt;Youre the only God&lt;br /&gt;Whos worthy of everything we can give&lt;br /&gt;You are God&lt;br /&gt;And that’s just the way it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Unchangeable&lt;br /&gt;Unshakeable&lt;br /&gt;Unstoppable&lt;br /&gt;That’s what you are&lt;/span&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/416193647490619434-4569477432173957499?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/4569477432173957499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=4569477432173957499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/4569477432173957499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/4569477432173957499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-are-god-alone-you-can-be-as-high.html' title=''/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-2950533623167841584</id><published>2007-03-11T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T22:53:28.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;After a week of resting, late nights, sleeping, shopping, massaging.... Freeeeeedom... Am going back to work tmrw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;Actually very excited to join the new company.. =P Leaving the old company not because am not happy there.. Not sure if the new company can be as good as the old one.. =) Going outstation staying in 5 star hotel.. Spend like no one business, Call room service, have the whole room all to myself for a week. Joining team building in Avillion in Port Dickson. Yeah, was indeed an eye opener when you see that resort... Shoik gila bathroom.. Those planning for local honeymoon... Good place.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;So, am all ready for a new start, a new job, a new environment, new boss, new colleagues! Yea, i hope people are easy to deal with. Interpersonal skills play an important part..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;Off to my bed... hope i can sleep and get enough rest.. GoooOOOd NiGHT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-2950533623167841584?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/2950533623167841584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=2950533623167841584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/2950533623167841584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/2950533623167841584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/03/advent.html' title='Advent'/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-5258312912519740949</id><published>2007-03-09T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T23:44:21.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Who says all women need a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do need.. Haha.. Had a wonderful 2 hours standing behind the door in my bedroom, trying hard to screw in the wooden door so that i can put on my hanger.. ok, Yes i do not have the suitable tools and all the screw drivers in my house are too big for my little screw. Looking at the screw, i surrender... Wat shall i do with you.. Haha.. Yea, God created men.. To help us ladies.. At some point of time, I cant help but say : Yea, we do need Men Power. =] ( ok, i know some of you may disagree... Tell me a time u dun need your dad's help?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a massage now.. I am exhausted after 1 whole day of cleaning my loooooong 'dirty' room.. Haha... Manage to get rid quite a bit of 'rubbish'.. All my magazines are updated... Old ones -&gt; Out you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While packing, decided to give away one of my very first soft toy i got.. And now giving it away tooooooooooooooo OA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RfGABH2PTrI/AAAAAAAAABU/7ExOtJOQQJU/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039950214779063986" style="WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" height="130" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RfGABH2PTrI/AAAAAAAAABU/7ExOtJOQQJU/s200/DSC00433.JPG" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RfGABX2PTsI/AAAAAAAAABc/wFmKMsS02Uw/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039950219074031298" style="WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="132" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RfGABX2PTsI/AAAAAAAAABc/wFmKMsS02Uw/s200/DSC00434.JPG" width="173" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Till here today.. I need a shower and REST! Ouch... Back Pain, leg pain, Arm pain..... (sign of ageing? NO WAY!) Just lack of exercise... =) haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-5258312912519740949?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/5258312912519740949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=5258312912519740949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/5258312912519740949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/5258312912519740949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/03/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted..'/><author><name>YeeYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RfGABH2PTrI/AAAAAAAAABU/7ExOtJOQQJU/s72-c/DSC00433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-416193647490619434.post-2311607873039254117</id><published>2007-03-06T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:31:49.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Alles Gute zum Geburtstag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Buon Compleanno!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Otanjou-bi Omedetou Gozaimasu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Saeng il chuk ha ham ni da!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sen Ri Kuai Lek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;yea, 生日快乐 外公！Yea... Its my grandpa's birthday! He is going to be 70 next year... Yea, i know he is young... Dun envy ya.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dear Lord, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you for grandpa. I pray that you will continue to protect him, let your mercy, your love be with him. Always send people to remind him that YOU LOVE HIM. Give him good health, give him strength for he is your child. He believes in You and once proclaim and accepted you as his personal lord and saviour. I ask for blessings to be upon him. Grant him his heart's desire. AMEN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Grandpa, We Love You... Hope you like that little surprise party we, your grandchildren had for you.. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-2311607873039254117?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/2311607873039254117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=2311607873039254117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/2311607873039254117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/2311607873039254117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/03/grandpas-birthday.html' title='Grandpa&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-5408158681285121734</id><published>2007-03-06T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:22:33.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Re-type.. Accidentally deleted my previous post.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Why are you taking so long? Why did you give me hope and then take it away slowly, then surprise me with such a surprise? Why Did you chose me? Haha.. Yea, my new job offer.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;This morning at 11a, jessica called. Asked if i am still interested and that i m getting an offer. My heart was really jumping up &amp; down while listening to jess. But..... why did you called so late? I cant even remember when was my last interview with you. I've gone so far.. I've gone through total of 6 stages to this day that you call and say i am shortlisted. Why didn't you call earlier? 6 stages... A truely long interview i went to.. from 8am - 4pm in my 1st interview and 2 days for my 2nd. Can you see how i wish to join you? Sigh... Just toooooo late... Fate of God's will.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, rejected that offer. Looking forward to join my new company. New office, now people, new boss, new colleague, new clients.... everything a new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-5408158681285121734?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/5408158681285121734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=5408158681285121734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/5408158681285121734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/5408158681285121734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/03/too-late.html' title='Too late...'/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-9089447139606494094</id><published>2007-03-05T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T00:07:44.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>massage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Went for my ever 1st massage today in Philip Wain. Wat an experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Pain was the word when i was lying there. No way to escape while she is massaging. Especially my neck, just gota rely and trust that she wont break any of my veins or bones. Truely experience. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-9089447139606494094?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/9089447139606494094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=9089447139606494094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/9089447139606494094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/9089447139606494094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/03/massage.html' title='massage'/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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-416193647490619434.post-6347011240025384494</id><published>2007-03-04T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T21:31:56.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Start......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;A start... This is my new chapter... New Year... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;2 days ago was my last day in Chevron... Not easy to say goodbye as thought. My leg was really heavy on my last day b4 i carry my box of souveniors and personal, open the door i open everyday. As i know this gonna be my last time doing it. Thank You everyone there... You all made my working life a memorable and happy one. Thanks especially to people below.. My boss.. =) Never fails to make everyone laugh everday.. He is a humourous guy.. one word - GOOD BOSS! See him below? Take photo also no time, i gota take with him while he was on the line with customers. Boss, you duno i was standing behind and took you picture ler... Hehe... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerIBMR36rI/AAAAAAAAABE/lyo4hWGJyKI/s1600-h/DSC02455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038059055968938674" style="WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="172" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerIBMR36rI/AAAAAAAAABE/lyo4hWGJyKI/s200/DSC02455.JPG" width="139" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Direct Boss =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerIBcR36sI/AAAAAAAAABM/MJX0cgr5GFU/s1600-h/DSC02454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038059060263905986" style="WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="190" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerIBcR36sI/AAAAAAAAABM/MJX0cgr5GFU/s200/DSC02454.JPG" width="138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This girl - Super hardworking. Salute her! Learn lots from You, Yen Jwu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerFwsR36qI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KVPM8GTQoUU/s1600-h/DSC02458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038056573477841570" style="WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="184" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerFwsR36qI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KVPM8GTQoUU/s200/DSC02458.JPG" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerFwcR36pI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J3Pz1-6Kbgg/s1600-h/DSC02457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038056569182874258" style="WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" height="138" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerFwcR36pI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J3Pz1-6Kbgg/s200/DSC02457.JPG" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerFwMR36oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/CBxakeN4jTs/s1600-h/DSC02456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038056564887906946" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" height="142" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerFwMR36oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/CBxakeN4jTs/s200/DSC02456.JPG" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerFvsR36nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jtAuviVX9nY/s1600-h/DSC02459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038056556297972338" style="WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="189" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerFvsR36nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jtAuviVX9nY/s200/DSC02459.JPG" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Dun get it wrong, the whole company not just few of us.. These are just the people who i work with EVERYDAY.. EVERYDAY... Get it? =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/416193647490619434-6347011240025384494?l=smilecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/feeds/6347011240025384494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=416193647490619434&amp;postID=6347011240025384494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6347011240025384494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/416193647490619434/posts/default/6347011240025384494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smilecy.blogspot.com/2007/03/start.html' title='A Start......'/><author><name>YeeYee</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_chHmrnzkSRM/RerIBMR36rI/AAAAAAAAABE/lyo4hWGJyKI/s72-c/DSC02455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
