<?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-8801682</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:36:05.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111832078282533709</id><published>2005-06-09T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T20:39:42.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Blog</title><content type='html'>hello! Please visit my new blog, &lt;a href="http://ykworkplace.blogspot.com"&gt;http://ykworkplace.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. Please add/change your link if you had link me in your blog/website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer edit or post in this blog. Please visit my new blog NOW! Ha! Ha!....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111832078282533709?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111832078282533709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111832078282533709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111832078282533709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111832078282533709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/06/third-blog.html' title='Third Blog'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111824640343206067</id><published>2005-06-08T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T00:00:03.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Wasted</title><content type='html'>I think I am running out of time! Oh, please stop wasting my time like nobody business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just today, I had wasted all my daytime! I really want to cry out loud! I wasted from 9AM to 6 PM and I do nothing! Oh well, I am not going to sleep, I wasted enough time, not going to talk more about this. It seem that this time I am doing there didn’t unload my work but give me more work tomorrow. Oh god…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am trying very hard on the new blog. Yes, new blog coming up so I won’t update much now, I am just too far busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back to work now, lots of things waiting for me…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111824640343206067?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111824640343206067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111824640343206067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111824640343206067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111824640343206067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/06/time-wasted.html' title='Time Wasted'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111808494938562941</id><published>2005-06-07T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T03:09:09.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Look at the time now, yet I am not sleeping…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am in a difficult position now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Want to sleep yet ‘to-do-list’ don’t allow me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The things I need to do and read are pilling up like a mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My eyes are popping up, is it due to lack of sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;All right, it the matter of do I really want to sleep and don’t care about the things I need to do. I just left with about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 weeks&lt;/span&gt;, 2 weeks to complete everything. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Help!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111808494938562941?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111808494938562941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111808494938562941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111808494938562941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111808494938562941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111789865009366723</id><published>2005-06-04T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T23:24:10.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tampines Central CCC Bursary 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Firstly, I would like to thank my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt;; my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mom’s friends&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Miss JC&lt;/span&gt; and people helped me in this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“thing”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? What is that “thing” you might ask. That thing is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tampines Central CCC Bursary 2005&lt;/span&gt;. It is an award to student who had done well base on last year-end of year result. I know I didn’t do well at all. Yes, I only got 56.something. But still, my application got approved; I got awarded the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tampines Central CCC Bursary 2005&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been wonder, why I still got that even I didn’t do well? Maybe they award it to everyone as long as you pass the exam. But to get the cash is not easy, I think you must get a really good result in order to get the cash. I only awarded &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cash voucher&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, so I must thank&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; my mom and my mom’s friend&lt;/span&gt;. They told me about this and keep nagging on me to pass up the form on time. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Miss JC&lt;/span&gt; to dig my report book and make a photocopy of my result slip.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am now looking out for all those stuff right now. As long as there is sort of when you got good result for end of year in 2005, they will give you cash. Yes, my family needs money! Not really, is just that the expense gone higher. And me got too much things to pay. So if anyone knows any of those things place inform me. Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I tear the letter away while opening the envelope. They seal it too tight until the letter was throne. I was not interested to read the letter but I saw the letter was written in a very formal form so I read it…it says in the first line… “ I am pleased to inform you that you have been awarded the Tampines Central CCC Bursary 2005.” I was like “huh? What is that?” and it continue…” you will receive a cash voucher…” and I was like what the hell they are talking about. And I move on to point three… “Please be properly attired in your school uniform for the ceremony…” and I was so confuse and wonder what the hell it was going on, what got it do to with my school and etc and suddenly, I refreshed my mind and remind this thing I applied. Ha! Ha! But the letter was tear and they said I must bring this letter on that day. Never mind, I make one photocopy and it look ok for me. Just hope that they will accept the “not real” letter.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;But it made me angry. Why there is a must for ceremony? I must wear the uniform in hot weather, worst if there is hundreds or thousands of people getting the award like the school speech day. Oh god, I would be dead. What happens is they only give me&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; $10 popular cash voucher&lt;/span&gt; (if the definition of cash voucher given by seri was correct) then is like waste of time, waste of water (I need to wash the uniform after wearing right?) and etc. Oh god, can I don’t go? They said “NO!” for sure… even they said it’s ok, my mom will be the one who said &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“NO!”&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/8801682-111789865009366723?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111789865009366723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111789865009366723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111789865009366723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111789865009366723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/06/tampines-central-ccc-bursary-2005.html' title='Tampines Central CCC Bursary 2005'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111780951003574723</id><published>2005-06-03T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T22:38:30.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say HI to new wife says BYE to oldwife.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;first entry&lt;/span&gt; from this &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;new laptop&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I got the laptop today I the afternoon. I totally have fallen in love with this new laptop. Oh well, I never new that laptop do not support diskette; you know the one you use to save your document? So I had a “happy hours” of uploading all the study notes to the Internet server and download them into the new laptop. But I still didn’t get to use of this laptop. The keyboard, the screen, the on button, the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;window XP&lt;/span&gt;, etc. I still can’t get to use of it. Mind you, there is a &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hugh different&lt;/span&gt; between a desktop windows 98 computer with laptop window XP. Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, not forgetting that I had been busy doing stuff on this new laptop. Change file name. Make sure it is number 1 top in virus protection, firewall, etc. Ha! Ha, things that I never really do with my old wife but I do it now. Whoosh, so happy! Oh yea, and also this computer runs supers fast, much faster than the old ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok. Stop talking about new laptop. I still have over hundreds of program to install so that even the world’s most clever people want to send virus to me will got rejected! Ha! Ha! Just kidding, in this world where got so many programs for me to install?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Say &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HI&lt;/span&gt; to new wife says &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BYE&lt;/span&gt; to oldwife. By the way I still can see her by just going to other room, yes, it got recycle for children games…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111780951003574723?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111780951003574723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111780951003574723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111780951003574723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111780951003574723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/06/say-hi-to-new-wife-says-bye-to-oldwife.html' title='Say HI to new wife says BYE to oldwife.'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111773412409236817</id><published>2005-06-03T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T01:42:04.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick...</title><content type='html'>This might be the last post from this computer. I sick until die also must blog tonight. And yes, tomorrow I am going to get my Laptop. For the last few days I am busy doing some stuff that to do with my Laptop. I think it’s my fault for not reading the letter send by HP properly. That caused me some misunderstanding between the staff there. I got confuses when they told me something. After reading the letter just now, I note that the letter did mention something that I had missed out. This teaches me read letter CAREFULLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I would also like to officially announce that I am sick again. Well, I was sick since the last few days but today it got worst. Ah! Who am I going to the class BBQ on 7 June if I am sick? How am I going to eat BBQ food when I am sick? What to do to make me fell better from the sick? Someone please give me a super powerful medicine that will recover me from sick within 1 second? PLEASE HELP ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye my computer… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also a warm welcome back for our JYSS China Trip people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I was 1 of them…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111773412409236817?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111773412409236817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111773412409236817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111773412409236817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111773412409236817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/06/sick.html' title='Sick...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111763970905126116</id><published>2005-06-01T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:28:29.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junyuan Sec: Siao?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Official School Holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yes, today will mark the official School holiday for us, Junyuan Secondary people. Because yesterday and today was marked “school as per normal day”. That’s why we are a bit late for holidays. Ha! Ha! Oh well, see my title, I haven’t gone into the topic yet. Let’s see…the following were the encounter by me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take note: Siao is singlish of mad/ carzy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Encounter 1: In the Taxi…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Get into the taxi at 5.15AM on 31 May 2005, Tuesday)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YK: Uncle, I though the phone said it would only took 5 to 10 minutes, why you took so long? I am rushing home to change my clothes and go to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Taxi driver: Oh, Just now something wrong with the car. Now it’s okay. Sorry about that. And ah boy, for your information, yesterday was ‘O’ Level, for the rest of the month until the end of next month is holiday. Why you need to go to school so early? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YK: oh, today and tomorrow the school marked it as school as per normal for the whole school. And sec 4 and 5 will have more lessons on Thursday and Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Taxi Driver: Oh, I see. Your school siao is it? What school are you in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YK: Eh, I am in Junyuan Sec. And the lesson is to make up the lesson we miss for last Thursday and Friday because the teachers have course or something, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Taxi driver: Exam over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YK: yes, we finish our exam long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Taxi Driver: So do teacher teach after exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YK: some of them do, but most of them don’t. They will just let us do our own things or bring us to the computer lab to surf the Internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Taxi Driver: Then why need to go back to school? Waste of time. And other kids is still sleeping until the sun shine on their butt then get up, your school student… Poor thing…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YK: not really, if we think of other side, it is good. Image we need to stay at home and got nothing to do. Go to school still got pocket money. Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Taxi Driver: so you use this to tell yourself to go to school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YK: sort of…I guess. I am not too sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Taxi Driver: Is your school at ST 84?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YK: I guess so. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Taxi Driver: Oh, my sister live somewhere there and she had been complaining that the school near her house every morning on the National Song too loud until she couldn’t sleep. You know, she work midnight shift. Sometime get home want to sleep yet cannot sleep very poor thing…and she said she phone the school but no improvement. Isn’t true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YK: eh…sorry. I am not too sure. Maybe she is talking about spring field. It quite nears our school too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Taxi driver: I see. There you go. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YK: bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;(Thanks goodness, worst taxi trip I ever been, talk so much bad things about my school. And yes, I know, the schools he mentions about the Nation Song refer to we. I hear OM talking about it before.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Encounter 2: On the way to school…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(31 May 2005, Tuesday, 6.45AM)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my way to school, I need to walk pass the park near my school. I saw a group of housewife was commenting on our school.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A: hey, the school siao is it? Why so many students go back to school so early? They study until siao is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B: my son said his friend study that school and he said very stress in that school. I think everyone in that school siao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;C: Ya lorh, ya lorh, they every time early the morning talk and talk and talk, cannot sleep well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;--End, not going to continue, their words are too hard to translate into “not that harmful words.” I mean, they use very harsh words on commenting on our school…--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Is my school really that bad? Why I heard bad comment about it? Why they call my school siao? Why? Siao School only for siao people. We are not siao, our school is not siao, your are the one who is siao! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ha! Ha! By the way, not only that 2 encounter, Bus driver who took the route of my school and etc do say that too &lt;em&gt;(My friend told me about it). &lt;/em&gt;I wonder…why they have that bad comment on our school…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111763970905126116?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111763970905126116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111763970905126116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111763970905126116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111763970905126116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/06/junyuan-sec-siao.html' title='Junyuan Sec: Siao?'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111746697402057336</id><published>2005-05-30T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T23:29:34.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not normal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 45% Normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Somewhat Normal)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/somewhat-normal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some of your behavior is quite normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things you do are downright strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a little of your freak going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Normal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I seem that I am a stranger in the crowd...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111746697402057336?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111746697402057336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111746697402057336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111746697402057336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111746697402057336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-not-normal.html' title='I am not normal...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111737202654375589</id><published>2005-05-29T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T22:03:50.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangers In The Crowd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- - - &gt;Strangers In The Crowd&lt; - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She walked into yet another boutique, the one you would just glance through the display glass and dare not to enter. Even a pair of pants cost you two months salary. But this woman, in her middle thirties, already had three large paper bags from Gucci. Plus, she was wrapped from head to toe in designer labels - the latest collection of Versace and a pair of Stuart Weiszman’s. And so, she was welcomed into the store with the sweetest smiles and the warmest greetings ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But nobody knows, she spent her time spending her husband’s money to forget the emptiness she felt inside. Her husband, a successful entrepreneur, was always busy with his work, and had no space for anyone except his business associates. She had no children to fill her life with joy and wonders. Most of the time, she was always alone. Thus, she picked this crowded place, among all these people, to get through her day. Maybe then, she wouldn’t feel so alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But to the people around her, she’s just another stranger in the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A young teenage boy had just finished his extra class in school, and was heading back home. He was standing in the bus, looking out the window at the passing cars, the buildings and the people. But he wasn’t really watching them. He was there, but somehow, he was not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In his mind, he was already home – back in the small cluttered space of the flat where he lived with his parents and his two younger sisters. His mother wouldn’t be there to greet him home, or fixed him his lunch, or asked him of his day. She would be at someone else’s house, cleaning and mopping the floor, even though her back hurt like hell. His father would be at home, but he would be lying at his bed all day long, conscious of his surrounding but unable to move a single limb. His father was paralyzed for life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This boy stood there in the bus, silent amidst all of the people who looked just as tired and worn out. He stood there as he watched blankly out the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And yes, he’s just another stranger in the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A man was waiting at the side of the road, along with a handful of other people, for the traffic light to turn green for pedestrians to cross. There were already a few strands of grey hair amidst his thinning hair and his hands were in the trousers’ pockets. His right hand touched something solid. It was his daughter’s charm bracelet. He gripped it hard as if he wouldn’t let go. But he had to let go. He had to let her go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;His 14-year-old daughter had died of cancer. He was there when she took her last breath and he just couldn’t toss away the image of her struggling so hard to gasp for air as the pain built up. He watched how her daughter faded day by day. Her mischievous grin, her girly giggles, her sweet smile, was all consumed by the growing tumor in her brain. He could no longer recognize his beautiful daughter, as she lied on the hospital bed, most of the time unconscious by some powerful drugs that were supposed to bring down the pain. But soon, even the drugs could not help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The traffic light turned green, and the green walking pedestrian in the box made everybody to cross the street in a hurry. He walked along with these people while his hand never left the bracelet in his pocket, just as his heart could never left the memory of his daughter. There was a large scar in his heart, but you couldn’t see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because he’s just another stranger in the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everybody has their own story to tell. I have walked in the crowd and wondered on the life beyond those laughing faces, behind the sad eyes, through the quiet looks. Was there a story of courage or failure behind those masks that we put on our face every morning when we wake up? Was today a great day or a bad day? Did someone win or break her heart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We all have our own stories to tell - even if we are just another stranger in the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written by: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Unknown&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/8801682-111737202654375589?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111737202654375589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111737202654375589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111737202654375589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111737202654375589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/strangers-in-crowd.html' title='Strangers In The Crowd'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111728652692619652</id><published>2005-05-28T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T23:09:07.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;My bank account is going to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;dry up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dbs.com/img/posb/logo_posb.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I am saying the true, or you can let me die. I just left &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;$10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my bank. My pin number is ********, hack my bank account if you want to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Just yesterday I got 3 number dollars and in the afternoon, I withdrew almost all my money out just to pay for my new wife. Yes, I got a matchmaking session and decide to remarry and ignore the wife I am having now. Ha! Ha! Just kidding, what I mean is I am getting my new computer! Em… not really, laptop is the correct word to be use! I went to sign up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Starhub new MaxOnline plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and they will give me a Laptop &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Yes, no problem with your eyes, it’s free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; HEIGHT: 258px" height="273" src="http://www.starhub.com/online/images/mol_p_main.jpg" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don’t think is easy, you don’t get your laptop once you sign up. You still need to go online and make order and blah, blah, blah and the HP staff will call you to confirm the order within the 3 working days. They call me in the second working days, on my birthday and the staff was talking so many things, all the want is a laptop, but this staff was like trying to ask me to pay $261 to upgrade to a better, last longer laptop. I use one day to think and call the staff back but the staff on the phone wasn’t at work on 26th (and she still ask me to call her with her staff member code tomorrow on her first call) was I was like, the paper said after confirm then need to wait 14 days! Still not at work how I confirm. So I was like flooding her HP customer care mailbox, I wonder why other staffs just don’t take my order and confirmation. Never mind. So yes, yesterday early the morning phone my house and my mother pick the phone, she knows I am tired so don’t bother to wake me up and talk to the staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://welcome.hp-ww.com/img/hpweb_1-2_topnav_hp_logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now talk about the staff. The staff was like, should I say cheat my mom? When my mom asks is mouse included, the staff said no and introducing a mouse that cost $20+. I was like, the laptop itself have a black colour thing that act like mouse, why spend innocence money on that stupid mouse. I can just go into a shop and buy a $1 mouse; it is cheap and easy to use also. Ha! Ha! Forget it. But not that’s all! The staff also told my mom to buy the laptop bag, which I don’t need it. Then the staff was like telling stories that laptop can be bring to school &lt;em&gt;(of course not, my school is not so upgraded until we can bring computer to school to do our work)&lt;/em&gt; and I think I shouted too loud the staff heard it and said, “now a lot of people wanted to go poly, buy the bag now so next time don’t have to buy again and now you buy laptop and the bag with the mouse I will give you discount”. Oh my god, and my mom agree to buy that stupid bag. I mean, I might have a problem completing sec 3, and now they think of poly. Ha! Ha! That’s funny…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.singpost.com.sg/images/singpost_logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pay in cash? Yes, I pay cash at post office. I don’t know that you can pay something you order online at post office. What I know is post office can pay bills and send letters. That’s all. Ha! Ha! And I think the computer the staff uses is cool! They have a lot of options to chouse and help the customer to complete the translation or whatever it is. Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, even though the paper state that I can only collect my laptop after 14 days of payment. But the HP staff told me that it will only takes about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;7 to 8 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and once the translation is complete, she will call me again to collect my laptop. Whoosh! I can’t wait! I can’t wait to use a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; computer! No…&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8801682-111728652692619652?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111728652692619652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111728652692619652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111728652692619652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111728652692619652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title='$'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111720962454335346</id><published>2005-05-27T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T15:28:32.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CMF AMAZING CHALLENGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nkfs.org/images/design_pix/logo.jpg" /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://www.cmf.nkfs.org/images/main-logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday have &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CMF fund raising&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I only mange to raise $70+ from the public. That’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NOT GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Actually I don’t know the amount, I never know how much I rise in every fund raising thing, and I don’t bother it. But Noelle, serene, the girls were…I don’t know what to say about them. They were just busy taking out the money from my donation bag and count coin by coin. Oh my god, if I was the one counting, I don’t even bother. I mean so many coins, you will get headache and the amount of money is not that important. As long as I did my best to help out to raise fund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I never did my best. I always like to have fund raising by myself. I mean I can do all the planning, decide on myself what to do and etc. If you are in a group, you must work as a group. Everyone in the group must agree on the decision made. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It is not easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to say anything on what happen yesterday. I am just not happy with my performance that’s all. I think I spend too much on traveling from one place to another. You know, it’s the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CMF Amazing Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The whole thing is kind of game while asking for donation. But I think is all &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRAP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NKF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;never think what they are doing. I mean yes, it work for some students who love games and challenge. But ask for donation, do they need to use prizes, games and etc to attract the students and the donors? And their checkpoint is at different places! Some at the north even! The student will be busy traveling and not asking for donation! Will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NKF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ever use their brain? But I must say the student also. they must act smart. They can ask for the donations first and met all the money need for the entire checkpoint and go for their mission. I think that’s it easier. Ha! Ha! Maybe NKF want the student to use their brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, we just complete the first checkpoint and think we are not going to go to any other checkpoint, we just ask for donation as much as we can and go back to school on time to report. Don’t bother to care about the games made by the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NKF staff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I think that’s is the reason why I mange to raise quite a lot of fund in the latter of the fund rising. I just don’t like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NKF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for my life, I always hate them, and I think it same goes to the public, when they saw the logo I am “carrying” they will run for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I must said, there is the worst fund rising I ever made, not counting the first one I did last year. The donation bag just doesn’t look &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;full and “fat”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But I wonder why my classmate and people around look surprise when I carry the bag. Yes, I admin that the bag is quite heavy, image I carry it for about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and when you shake it, it do have a lot of sound. But they never saw a Hugh, big, heavy, fat donation bag before. I saw it before and I must admire that fund riser. Nah, she is just a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;volunteer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think this is the last time for fund rising by the school. Maybe the next time for me is next few years. See you soon, fund raising/ flag rising…&lt;/em&gt;&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/8801682-111720962454335346?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111720962454335346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111720962454335346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111720962454335346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111720962454335346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/cmf-amazing-challenge.html' title='CMF AMAZING CHALLENGE'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111712199203264632</id><published>2005-05-25T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T23:51:27.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Result and BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I typed my entry, yet it gone. What the hell is the recovery post in blogger? It didn’t help at all…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I got back my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;report book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Didn’t get what I wanted. My parent is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with my result yet I am not. I am so unhappy with it even though I pass, tried to make me happy yet I can’t. Really funny, did a huge improvement yet I don’t feel happy yet I want to do better. Never Mind, do better in the next &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh yea, by the way &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WenBao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It just happen that this year we are in the same class and I got to know that we born in the same day, same month but not the same year. Ha! Ha! Thanks to everyone who wish me&lt;em&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/em&gt;! And my parent, cook my favourite food, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken Rice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! Whoosh! It taste so &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt;, so &lt;em&gt;sweet&lt;/em&gt;, so &lt;em&gt;heart-warming&lt;/em&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting to thanks &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Neopet Team&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Staff team of &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/refer.phtml?username=tanyoki"&gt;Neopet.com&lt;/a&gt; site. They change the Neopet layout to a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthday Theme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It’s so nice! Here is the screenshot…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v119/yongkian/neopetbir1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Here is the top part, isn’t nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v119/yongkian/neopetbir2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the page is too “long”, here is the second part…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;And I had decided to post up a image of me by &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NH artist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, they use computer to draw me! I think so…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v119/yongkian/a2j_yongkian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Don’t I look handsome? Ha! Ha! It’s me, even though I don’t really look like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111712199203264632?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111712199203264632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111712199203264632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111712199203264632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111712199203264632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/result-and-birthday.html' title='The Result and BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111686479240817799</id><published>2005-05-23T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T23:54:25.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today is a tiring day. I woke up early the morning just because I forgot that today is a holiday. And I had spent my day in front of the computer, doing some typing and thinking work. Setting Math worksheet! Nah, it’s Primary 1 Math, Addition and Subtraction within 20. I want to bow to the entire Primary School Math teacher. They are amazing. Image I only got number 0 to 20 to play with to set so many sums and problems to do, and got to make sure I don’t set out of the things that they haven’t learn. It was a big headache because I only have a few numbers to play with. Thank goodness I completed the 2-revision worksheet on the topic. And I do feel proud, when the teacher is using the worksheet to teach, the feeling, is so incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, but I was like too lazy to think of story sum, we call it problem sums when I was in primary school. So my story sum is almost the same, it just that I change mother to father in second worksheet, candy bars to sweets, house to shop, and so on and so for. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I NEVER CHANGE THE NUMBER&lt;/span&gt;, yet my dear sister can make the same mistake. And she is taking that topic of test tomorrow. Oh, so nervous, even the tutor teacher them again and again yet it seem that she don’t really understand. All thanks to my parent don’t know how to teach but anyhow teach. She teaches her this way: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you see the word “altogether”, “at first” you must add. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So I was think, it not true, you must read the whole thing before knowing is it add or minus, I look at some school pass years paper, and set one of a tricky question to make sure they don’t make the mistake that led by their parent in their test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Question is:&lt;br /&gt;David has 14 sweets after his mother gave him 6.&lt;br /&gt;How many sweets does David at first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course you must get 14 – 6 to get the answer but my sister was adding 14 to 6. See, parent fault! I set a similar question in the second revision worksheet yet the same mistake make! All the thanks to the parent, so after lesson, at home I was keep on stressing this again and again. I got a feeling that it will come out in tomorrow test. So nervous for her test tomorrow, not forgetting to wish her classmate who I know them all the best in tomorrow test. So young, yet have to face the pain of stress. Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Got to go, it’s late now. Pray for the kids, hope that do well in their test tomorrow… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111686479240817799?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111686479240817799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111686479240817799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111686479240817799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111686479240817799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111669483493978002</id><published>2005-05-22T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T01:00:34.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School again</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To-Do-List&lt;/span&gt; is getting longer, with much disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I got to make my entire basic concept correct. By next term I must go back to school with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;super smart brain&lt;/span&gt;. I don’t care! I now started secretly study my biology without letting anyone knowing about it &lt;em&gt;(If not they will think I am mad, study after exam)&lt;/em&gt; and you will know unless you read my blog. Ha! Ha!  I got to know all the spelling no mater what, I got to know all my Math concept correct by next term, I must go back to school with&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; triple super smart brain&lt;/span&gt; in next term. But my angle is gone, she went to help other people without knowing I need her. Now for some reason, I might end up without having a tutor, never mind. I will study and teach myself. You know, every time when I want to have tuition or something, there is always something happen and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“block”&lt;/span&gt; me for having those things. No one want to help me, I will help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Actually, all the teachers who taught me are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;helpful&lt;/span&gt;. Like when we got back our result, they will ask how you feel, don’t be sad and etc. Teachers are someone who I think is powerful, someone with an angle with them all the time. In fact, they are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;angle&lt;/span&gt;, ha! HA! Maybe that’s is the reason why there was a time I was thinking of being a teacher, but I know, I can’t. With my result, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MOE&lt;/span&gt; will never ever accept me as a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;full time schoolteacher&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;All right, I should stop talking about things about SCHOOL. If not someone will nag at my tag board again, *cough*. Sometimes, I do really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;envious&lt;/span&gt; with teenagers nowadays. They dress well, they know how to use those Image Program like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PhotoShop&lt;/span&gt;, they can design a super cool website without anyone help. People like age 13 will have their very own website having a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;domain name&lt;/span&gt; with their very own design template for people to use when they upload to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.Blogskins.com"&gt;Blogskins.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and they do have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;faithful supporters&lt;/span&gt;. And at that age, I still don’t know how to use the computer. They are creative web designer and I, age 15 designs REALLY ugly web template. Now, I still try to figure how to use PhotoShop, how to code certain things for Web Template. When will the school have courses for us on IT? Having web designing workshop and I request for a PhotoShop workshop. Can &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Miss JC&lt;/span&gt; check for me? Maybe the school doesn’t have any IT workshop anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I really wonder how the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;student council&lt;/span&gt; works. So far I don’t really see them do lots of things for us, maybe they did but I don’t know. I really hope that they will set up Internet Forum for the school, I though they said they will, maybe it takes time. I really hope they can set up a small counter, where by the student can fill up forms like what they wish to have and etc and they will help us to tell the school. Like me, I want Courses! Em, Wait a minute, is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;this how Student Council works? Maybe be not; better stop here before getting into any trouble. Maybe ask &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YANTING&lt;/span&gt; on how the Student Council works. Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Better stop typing; my post is getting longer again and topic back to SCHOOL again. Stop here and really stop typing now.&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/8801682-111669483493978002?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111669483493978002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111669483493978002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111669483493978002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111669483493978002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/school-again.html' title='School again'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111669232324211252</id><published>2005-05-21T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:18:43.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Age Do I Act?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 20 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+6;color:#0000cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111669232324211252?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111669232324211252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111669232324211252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111669232324211252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111669232324211252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-age-do-i-act.html' title='What Age Do I Act?'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111659970328809214</id><published>2005-05-20T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T22:35:03.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Going to the end of a boring week, a week that teachers don’t teach, students don’t learn. It just boring, I miss lesson! Ha! Ha! Wonder who is the one who train me until I love to go to school and have lesson, I just love period where there is lesson, a cheerful and lively ones, not boring and almost fall asleep in the lesson ones. Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Got myself to do some Math question, spend 1 whole hour just on that stupid question. Got to know how to do, how to solve it. Oh, how long must I go until I can get the entire Math concept right? I can’t wait! And the Math teacher told me, “Take your time” when she release the result. I can’t take my time, I am behind others, and I need to work harder! Em… anyone have any good tutor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Got some work for me to do. Just for fun, not study. Going to shut down the Music Station and make a new one with new things. Ha! Ha! Just 10% completed and I know I will never complete it. You know, I just study, now is only the period of boring, it will end soon, really soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So boring, boring, boring, boring!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111659970328809214?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111659970328809214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111659970328809214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111659970328809214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111659970328809214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/boring.html' title='Boring!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111643067194113288</id><published>2005-05-18T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T23:37:51.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest Enough and the Result</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;It had come to the end of my resting day. Got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MC&lt;/span&gt; today and I rested the whole day, can’t wait to go back to school again tomorrow. Just don’t feel quite right when not in school and others is in school. Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Em…yesterday got back all the papers. I failed Math! How can I fail Math? But thank goodness I pass my English, got to work harder. Just got one A1 and the rest, no need to said. Ha! Ha! And that A1 is quite special for me, I got top in class/level &lt;em&gt;(there is only one class taking this subject)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Accounting&lt;/span&gt;! Whoosh! The last time I got top in class for subject is when I was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;primary 2&lt;/span&gt;, I got top in math &lt;em&gt;(now fail Math, what a shame. All thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Algebra&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/em&gt;you know, I never dream or wish to get top for any subject. And when the teacher announce that I got top, people around me are looking at me, and me of course looking at the teacher thinking I am still dreaming. Ha! Ha! Unbelievable, more of all, I though I am going to fail POA as my balance sheet is not balance and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 86/100&lt;/span&gt; for accounting. Not that good as I can score better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Now got back to work! I rest enough, thank you for everyone for concern. Ha! Ha! I rested so don’t said I don’t. Got many work to settle today. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111643067194113288?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111643067194113288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111643067194113288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111643067194113288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111643067194113288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/rest-enough-and-result.html' title='Rest Enough and the Result'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111625508348918625</id><published>2005-05-16T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T22:51:23.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Time really flies, it come to the end of my long weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just spend my time on bed, all thanks to my illness that had gone from bad to worst after my Friday post. So I suffer from fever, diarrhoea, muscle ache and “bone cold”. The meaning of bone cold is my bone will get cold for not reason even in a hot bloody room when I am sweating. It is so cold that I lie on the floor trying to do anything to stop the cold. Saturday was a nightmare…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I suffer the most on Saturday, and me being so stubborn who think I am a doctor that can treat myself. Ha! Ha! So I get whatever I can get from the shelf, be it is my name or other people name, I think that is the reason for me having diarrhoea for so many days. You think medicine can anyhow take? The doctor must see how serious the illness is and what other medicine you are taking as some medicine cannot mix together when they are inside your body! Ha! Ha! Me become expert in medicine, Just kidding…. It just common knowledge.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, stop here even though I got lots to say, my stomach is getting pain again, tomorrow, wonder how am I going to face it. By the way, thanks GARY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;too sick to color the post...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111625508348918625?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111625508348918625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111625508348918625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111625508348918625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111625508348918625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/worest.html' title='Worest...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111598432969393366</id><published>2005-05-13T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T19:40:22.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Em...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Finally I finished my papers, I am going to face the worst stage of mine next Tuesday. I know I didn’t do well, the result I am getting will have full of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red marks&lt;/span&gt;. I am tired, so tired of this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I am &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt; right now. Having &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;high fever&lt;/span&gt;, very bad &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;headache&lt;/span&gt;, ache everywhere all over my body. Thank goodness this happen after my last paper. Went to sleep in the morning at 11AM plus but something &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt; happen in my dream. Guess what? I dream that I got back my papers and I cried so badly because of the bad result and people was comforting me but I can’t stand it anymore and run out of the room, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jump down the building&lt;/span&gt;. Ha! Ha! Scary… the dream was so real until I keep sawing this once I close my eyes. The only remark for this dream is &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SCARY&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ha! Ha! But I sick even though I have a long sleep, I though after sleeping I will feel better. My mom knows I am sick so she takes Panadol and some hot water for me. The power of mother &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;love and care&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;powerful&lt;/span&gt;; it can treat whatever illness you have in your heart. I think I still need more rest…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Oh, someone please tell me what should I do in this long weekend. For the pass half year I do nothing but study. Went to website and search for games but nothing suite what I want. All they have is you are a person and you must kill other person and I hate those game. And if I still study now, people will think I am crazy, my mom said at least must have a break. But I really have nothing to do. Watching TV, but feel TV is boring. Can’t they have some story plot that can easily understand? I never understand what the hell the TV series is talking about. Oh well, may be I will just sleep and rest until I fully recover, but sleeping is waste of time. I feel so weird when I didn’t study when I return home from school. The feeling is so weird. Study now is not the right time as the exam is just over, going out was like a torture for me because all I have is old clothes, people will have a weird eyes on me when I go out like that, the TV programme are too boring, wonder why I used to like to watch TV so much, I feel that TV programme are useless. Oh please, someone have any idea what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And other news is that my mom wanted to change to other &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Starhub MaxOnline&lt;/span&gt; plan. Now I am using &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;MaxOnline 2000&lt;/span&gt; cost only $50+, it is &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;cheap and easy&lt;/span&gt; to use but my mom saw this offer that if I sign up this other MaxOnline plan, I will get a &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Laptop&lt;/span&gt;. So look at the price, cost over &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;$100+&lt;/span&gt; and it is the &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;fastest speed of Internet&lt;/span&gt; in Singapore. But I was like; a normal dial up Internet connection is good enough for me. I don’t use Internet to play games, all I do is blogging, read news, listen to online radio and online for nothing in MSN messenger. Called the starhub support and they have been so kind and explain so many things to me. My mom actually wanted to sign contract today so I can get the laptop earlier but I think is too fast, I need time to think is this worth it or not in a long run. It cost over $100+ per month, going to pay half of the bill and my mom will pay the other half of it. If I really got the chance of having tuition, I am going to pay the fee by myself, you know, I don’t want them to work so hard. But I only have $2 per schooling day. How am I going to save up so much money to pay off things? Never mind, nothing is &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;unsolvable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok, Got to rest. Wish me all the best, ha! Ha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111598432969393366?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111598432969393366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111598432969393366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111598432969393366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111598432969393366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/em.html' title='Em...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111582918689395881</id><published>2005-05-11T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T00:33:06.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;4 Down, 2 to go, 2 Papers yesterday and 2 papers today. Quite &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;unhappy&lt;/span&gt; with performs of my papers. I know I am going to fail all the papers, I used up all my brain cells, my brain got stuck, no long able to absorb new information, going to retain this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dzul was talking the same thing again and again almost every day since last week, “YongKian, all your efforts had goes down the drain…Blab, Blah, Blah” and my mom also says, “Study so hard no use one…Blah, blah, blah” and Lala had been tagging my tag-board about adulthood life, studying too much no use and etc. It came to my attention that people around me think that Study is not important. But I don’t care at all, I want to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do well&lt;/span&gt;, get &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;promoted&lt;/span&gt;, and get that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“paper”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank goodness, there is at least something or someone will brighten the day. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Miss JC&lt;/span&gt; said to me, “If you didn’t do well in the pass paper, then try harder the paper you are getting.” Or something like that, at least someone isn’t against me on trying hard. But worst come to worst yesterday I know I didn’t do well, all the points didn’t come out from my brain, today, my Chemistry Paper was quite difficult for the second part of the paper. The first few questions were easy, I know how to do, I read it before but for second part, my spelling was a big problem. I don’t know how to spell so many things and I don’t understand some questions what they want. And for accounting paper, I forgot how to do balance sheet. I mean, it didn’t balance and latter I found that I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mix up&lt;/span&gt; trail balance with balance sheet and that’s why my balance sheet was not balance. So mad at myself as accounting was one of my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;good subjects&lt;/span&gt; in TA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Chinese paper. Today someone told me that, if you pass Chinese, you are a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loser&lt;/span&gt;, so I want to be successor then I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;should fail Chinese&lt;/span&gt;. The motto of the class is "&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese is useless, fail Chinese but pass English"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But who knows everyone will ended up passing the both useless and important subjects. Ha! Ha! I know I failed English. For Chinese, I am worry. I never do well in language papers. I am bad in language. I need tuition! I need English, Math, Humilities, Biology, Chemistry, Accounting and Chinese &lt;em&gt;(in order of demand of me)&lt;/em&gt; so I need to find tuitions for sure. If money problem, English and Math is a die also must have tuition. The rest maybe get help from someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just to answer:&lt;br /&gt;People who saw me this evening can saw my eyes swollen. My eyes are ok now, my emotion are stable now, not crying easily since dinner. I cried because of my papers and not other things, thank you for your guys to come to me and ask, but I was too down to answer, thank you. Hope tomorrow my eyes are ok so that I can do my papers and other people won’t come to ask me my eyes again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That’s it! Need to revise my Biology, even though I take Chinese tomorrow, but Chinese is “not so important” subjects in our class so do just a few revision for it. Biology has a lot of spelling to learn, many things to know, I never able to understand what the hell the books is talking about, and I need help!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111582918689395881?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111582918689395881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111582918689395881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111582918689395881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111582918689395881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/4-down.html' title='4 Down!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111563480690271155</id><published>2005-05-09T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T18:33:26.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 DOWN with SORRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Had 2 paper this morning and find it quite easy for me because I know how to do but I think I will fail, as I didn’t complete the first paper and wrote rubbish in my second paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first paper was Social Studies, the essay question was easy, but I do not have the time to complete it. I was busy doing section A that was source base and when I come to section B, I got no time, answer the first answer I took about 1 full writing paper but I didn’t complete my essay as I know I am running out of time so I went on to part b of the question. I know the answer! And I am right! The problem is a 7 marks question I only answer 3 to 4 lines and times up for the paper. I am so angry on myself as I got so many things to write on it. It kind of wasted. And for the part a, I need to explain 3 factor but I only did 2. And people were asking me the answer for part b and I was so angry with myself because I can explain it to them and I did score that marks in exam! I hate myself!!! People (except for people who just write a few lines and prepare to fail this subject) were complaining that time was not enough, as they can’t finish the paper. Some ask for 15 minutes more, some 30, some even 1 hour. For me 30 minutes will enough for me to complete the paper. Kill the setter of this paper or the person who decide how much time we have for the paper. Eh… Just kidding, latter the setter saw this post and want to kill me instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second paper, it is Chinese letter writing and story writing. The paper was kind of easy for me as I read the question with model answer before. Is this considering as cheating? No, I don’t think so because the setter of the paper was so lazy enough to take the entire questions for story writing from the same book and for letter writing questions from a book. I was like, why this setter is so stupid enough to take out question from the same book? If I was the setter, even I am lazy to think of question, I will at least take the entire question from different book. All thanks to my Chinese teacher. She lend me an O-level book inside content pass 20 years paper will model answer. Ha! Ha! And she was telling me to read the model answer and make sure I know how to write if about the same question come out. I was not taking her words into my brain and just read through the entire interesting topic for story writing. But thank goodness, every topic seem to be interesting to me but during exam, the problem of me is don’t know how to express myself, also my Chinese “spelling” was so bad. I don’t know was the teacher trying to give me hint or something but she said she never seen the paper yet at that time so maybe it just an &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;angle flying pass&lt;/span&gt; and want to help me. Ha! Ha! But the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;angle&lt;/span&gt; not only helps that only. During the break between the first and second paper, I took out a book that was brought 2 years ago for letter writing. So I was trying to memories the format of the letter and I was reading through how people write the letter by reading the model answer. And again, topics I read came out. I got 2 question and need to choose one of them. Both topics came from the letter-writing book. Ha! Ha! Sort of must thanks the setter for being lazy to think of topic. If that happen to English, I might &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jumping up and down&lt;/span&gt;. *Sight*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was almost &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;broken into pieces&lt;/span&gt; when I was the second paper topic. I wonder how they are going to do well in this paper. The teacher did give hint for the first section, the letter writing, in class but the class was too &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;busy talking&lt;/span&gt;. For section 2, the story writing, a teacher lends me a book that others do not have. Inside contains the model answer for the topics. I somehow feel it was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;unfair for the rest&lt;/span&gt;. I was looking around; pray inside my heart, hoping that they got no problems with the topics given in the paper. But after the paper, come of the “declare” that they are the smartest in class for story writing. At first I was happy for them but after that they said, “I only wrote 3 lines!” then I was like, it’s my fault. At first I wanted to share the book with some of them but because they said &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“NO”&lt;/span&gt; I didn’t said any thing much anymore. If only I had talk much about it, maybe they will change their mind and read some topic inside and maybe it help them in this paper. It’s my fault. But as they said, Chinese is not important so thanks goodness. If it really happens in English, I will kill myself because English is the most important subject. But I am still feeling sad about this matter. My papers today give me a lot of impact today…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my angle&lt;/span&gt; helped me a lot in my papers today. Whatever I read, it comes out. Whatever I didn’t read, it didn’t come out. Ha! Ha! Sad to say I don’t believe in luck, I believe &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;angle &lt;/span&gt;was around me; hug me with love when I was crying at a dark corner. Need to prepare my math and history paper tomorrow, how am I going to crop it?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Too much work today for tomorrow exam and please Oh, help me please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111563480690271155?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111563480690271155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111563480690271155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111563480690271155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111563480690271155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/2-down-with-sorry.html' title='2 DOWN with SORRY'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111551603455761651</id><published>2005-05-08T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T09:33:54.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD</title><content type='html'>It’s raining outside, a good time for sleeping but I wake up 5AM plus to study. I should blog last night but I was too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I had done “super” badly for the last 3 papers. In fact, Math paper 1 I got 16/60 only. Break the world record right? I think I am top from the bottom. And for English papers, from the teacher’s looks, words and etc can tell that I done very badly. Same thing sure is first from the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was go round and telling people to work harder as they might not going to see me next year because they will take GCE paper and I will take sec 3 End Of Year Paper for next year. And I know, the chance of happening is 90%. And I believe that result is important. And since I had fail the 3 war, I told my mom that I want tuition. For all subjects, the teacher must give me a lot of stress, work to make sure me will pass, Em…not pass but is get a good grade in the next exam. I don’t care; I think I will pass only 2 or 3 subjects in Mid-Year and fail the most important subject, English. I know teachers is helping me, giving me encouraging words and I know, I am living in a great world, where people around me is trying their best to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just few days ago, my science teacher knows that I am sad about something and ask me. I told her and she give me some encouraging words. Not only her but also a few teachers and classmate did the same thing. Yesterday Seri, Jeffery and someone from 3E5 were helping me with the algebra. Must really thanks those guys and make me have a better understanding. And someone also wanted to help my English but I kindly rejected for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted the rainbow to appear, to give hope to me, to others who feel the same as me. But will the rainbow appear? I am totally hopeless, even I am living in a great world yet, the sky keeps raining without a rainbow after it stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fail mid-year for sure….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111551603455761651?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111551603455761651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111551603455761651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111551603455761651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111551603455761651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/bad.html' title='BAD'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111522626207358624</id><published>2005-05-05T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T01:04:22.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I still feel quite &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;, no matter how much chocolate I ate, it has not effect on me. Heard that the marking of the paper yesterday is half way through or some even completed marking. I know, I done very badly. I don’t know what will happen to me when I got back the result. I feel so stress, so many things to get into my brain now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon went out with mom for lunch and saw a group of student and there it goes, my mom start to lecture me again to ask me to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;. She said, “See, the others know how to relax, go out with friends, didn’t study all day, and you, study, study, study, you must know how to relax, when sick must rest and not run out of the home to go to school when you have 1 week MC…” I was like, second lecturer of my life today, I though study is good but why my parents keep asking me to relax, I have no time to relax! I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;running out of time&lt;/span&gt;…. So who is the first lecturer? He is a teacher in my school I studying, he didn’t teach me before but he know me I know him. Ha! Ha! &lt;a href="http://yongkian.blogspot.com/2004/09/hello-guys-now-i-will-talk-about-camp.html"&gt;Click here &lt;/a&gt;and read it for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what my first lecturer said? He was asking me what happen to me recently and etc and while I answering his question, I started to have headache and take out &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Panadol &lt;/span&gt;and want to eat it, and he saw it as I am just sitting right in front of him, so he said, if sick and see doctor and take MC, and me always want to save money so I don’t see doctor and go to school even on MC. So when I go and throw the packaging of the medicine, Dzul talk to the teacher on something and the teacher got to find out that I go to school even on MC. So he lecture me again and again and ask me to see doctor by today, but where do I get the time? After exam I said. But he wants me to see doctor by today and said a lot of things to me, ha! Ha! Still the same old thing, save money to get a better computer for my working use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have lots of things to do by tomorrow morning; I think I don’t get the chance to sleep tonight. By the way, when do I really sleep for the pass few nights? I was too worried for my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;papers&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;result&lt;/span&gt;. So worry that I can’t really sleep at night. Maybe need to get sleeping pills. Oh, I am tired yet cannot sleep, I really half-dead now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lala,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell me you don’t need English, math, Mother tongue in real life. Don’t tell me you don’t need to know what gases you are breathing now. Don’t tell me you no need to know the history of counties. If I take accounting, I can earn about $2,000 and it will increase as I promote and will ended up earning over &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$10,000 per month&lt;/span&gt; when I become an accountant. If I take biology, when I grow up I can do researcher that to do with blood cell and etc, and I can take a better course if I ended up in Ploy. For me, Singapore is a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;realistic country&lt;/span&gt;; you need that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“paper”&lt;/span&gt; in order to survive in this country. Without that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“paper”&lt;/span&gt; you will become &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;worthless&lt;/span&gt;, people look down on you, earn not much and etc. that is why I am dieing to get that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“paper”&lt;/span&gt;. I don’t believe in luck. I want to use my own strength to build up whatever I want, to prove to others I can do it and let them regretted that they have look down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wish that I had a parent that gives me a lot of stress. Everyday is study and tuitions all day from 6am in the morning to 12 am in the midnight. If there is one subject get grade below B4, they will lock up me in a room and don’t let me eat and sleep for the whole week and keep studying to get the concept correct, to get the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; in the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care! I want to pass, to promote, and to get that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“paper”&lt;/span&gt;. I would rather &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;suffer now then suffer latter&lt;/span&gt;. I need to work hard to achieve what I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tired, tired, need to go back to work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111522626207358624?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111522626207358624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111522626207358624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111522626207358624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111522626207358624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/unknown.html' title='Unknown'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111513713512748075</id><published>2005-05-04T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T00:21:22.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HATE MYSLEF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had 3 papers this morning. I hate myself; I am lost in the papers. My English is so bad, I hate myself, it as if it is end of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first paper, it got two sections, one is composition and other one is letter writing. I hate myself, I suddenly don’t know how to express myself in both section. For section one, I have six topics to pick and I almost wanted to kill myself at the end of the paper. The topic I want to pick is “Write a story about a single month of a rebellious teenager.” I should pick this topic to write, this topic is quite easy for me, but during the paper, I have no idea what rebellious means so I give up, I am so mad about myself. So I ended up picking “teenagers often complain that they are treated like children. What do you think?” I don’t know how to express myself, it seem that I did not go into the topic enough, I am talking the same old thing with a lot of unknown word I created. I am going to fail this section, a section I never fail before. I hate myself and I want to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;cry aloud&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second section is more like encounter. The question given is “You recently represented your school in an inter-school competition…” and I have no idea what inter-school competition meaning is school compete with other school or only it school itself. I read it again and again to get hints and saw “represented your school” so most likely is SYF or something. Same problem, I don’t know how to express, I got a lot of things to write yet I can’t write it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do your think? YK don’t know how to express himself, I don’t think so. It just that I am not only doing the paper, at the same time I also fighting with pains. I have &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;gastric pain, stomach pain, and back pain and chest pain &lt;/span&gt;during the paper. Hate it! But what can I said, the paper had given for marking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For math, I am going to die at that paper also, I totally have no idea what the questions want nor what should I do to get the correct answer. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hate myself! Hate myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English paper 2, got no understand what the passage is talking about, what the summary wants, it just like my brain is not working, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I can’t make my brain work, pain all over my body. I mate myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see, I died in 3 wars, the papers. I hate myself, if I fail, I will make sure I don’t relax after the exam. Exam is too important to me now, I can’t fail English and math, if I fail this two I can’t go to next level, then I will retain, then people will look down on me, people around me got promoted, taking the GCE exam. Laughing at me, all the effort put in will wasted! I don’t want this to happen, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I must work harder! Much harder! &lt;/span&gt;So that I can pass my English and math this year and get promoted this year and not retained, I must pass, really have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking people around me, they are all happy, they can do the paper without much thinking, feel happy for them, but worry myself. I am going to die in this battle; I hate myself, why can’t I be as clever as them? They are so clever, I am so stupid, I need to work harder, and I need to. Please, tell me what to do, people around me are strong, their mind are fast enough to take in things fast. But for me, I am slow, slowest person in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate myself today, will going to torture myself for the rest of the week… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111513713512748075?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111513713512748075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111513713512748075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111513713512748075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111513713512748075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/hate-myslef.html' title='HATE MYSLEF!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111513142436394093</id><published>2005-05-02T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T22:43:44.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of American English Do I Speak?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Your Linguistic Profile:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55% General American English&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25% Yankee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10% Dixie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10% Upper Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0% Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/amenglishdialecttest/"&gt;What Kind of American English Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IHa! 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Just for fun... *Something to blog today yet need to rest well, tomorrow have to fight, Good Night.* ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111513142436394093?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111513142436394093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111513142436394093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111513142436394093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111513142436394093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-kind-of-american-english-do-i.html' title='What Kind of American English Do I Speak?'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111497161184904906</id><published>2005-05-02T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T02:20:11.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>War, the exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I am about to enter the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;war field&lt;/span&gt;. The journey to the war field is hard, tired, stress, but I hope I am not a big loser in this war. I know I won’t be the big winner in this war but at least don’t make me a big loser. Got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 wars&lt;/span&gt; to fight on Tuesday, and for all this 3 war, I have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no confident&lt;/span&gt; at all, not even a 0.0001%. My enemy are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;strong and fit&lt;/span&gt;, me is&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; weak and stupid&lt;/span&gt;. Feeling like…I am the most stupid person in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder can I do well, will I make it or even can I battle the war on the day itself. Quite excited and I am looking forward of the coming war. Even though its stress, but as long as I do whatever I can, I am a winner in my own world, a world that only have me and no body else. But I just have a small request; can I do well in most war and prove to others I can make it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember how I try my luck to get into the class I am in now. Still remember what people said me when I told them I choose this class as my first choice. In the end, I really prove to them, but ended up more people hate me. Now, I am in the class with full of talented, clever, pretty good-looking people. I need to work hard, work much harder than them. I know is hard to achieve, but one day, will prove to them I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have high fever just now. Wonder how am I going to enter the war but still working on my second war that is math. Now at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Algebraic Faction&lt;/span&gt;, a topic that learn last year but I have totally no clue how to solve the problems. However, two things brighten my day. Got to relax by going to the night market near by and have dinner. You may think is normal but I have totally no chance to went out and eat, all I do is after eating went back to my room and study. Today got a chance to eat outside, have some walk, and also, got to know more about solving Algebraic question. Thanks to some of you, your really give me a lot of help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algebra is a very important thing in this world, not only for math but for science also. Have to work thousands time harder in order to get things correct. I have not much time left; I still have some formula to get into my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I got hooked by this Algebra until it came into my dream during my sleep. They are chasseing after me, and at the end of the dream, I am the one who chasseing them. Have no idea what happen in between. I don’t know what this dream means, but I have a feeling, this dream got to link up in my real life. No matter what, got a lot of Algebra things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do a lot of praying today. One by one I name the name I pray for, for their mid-year, for their ‘O’, ‘N’ prelims, for their safety, health, family, not only that, some I pray that some of my classmate will return to school. Have some classmate not coming to school for a long-time, wonder how are they.  But no matter what hope someone heard my prayers, hope they really do well. I also pray for my enemies when they curse me of my result of my war. Human must help one another, wonder when will my enemy understand me and don’t treat me as enemy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why people around me get clever everyday and me get stupider each day? I am going to lose in this war…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111497161184904906?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111497161184904906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111497161184904906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111497161184904906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111497161184904906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/war-exam.html' title='War, the exam'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111488822402161510</id><published>2005-05-01T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T03:14:10.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sleepy&lt;/span&gt;, my eyes are going to close, and I can’t stand it anymore. Tomorrow have to wake up early because need to go to PC for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KOSENRUFU&lt;/span&gt;, really wish that I can no need to go. I can’t stand my busy time. Worst still is on 10 may, I need to go again to PC for&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; OKO&lt;/span&gt;. And that is just &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;before my paper&lt;/span&gt;! I just wanted to shout at the adults, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“My Exam Is More Important than KOSENRUFU and OKO!”&lt;/span&gt; Mid year is also an important exam, not just end of year only! Can’t they just think the feeling I am suffering now, I am slower than others, I need to work &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thousands time&lt;/span&gt; as hard as them! Other people are clever, I am not, I need more time than others in order to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“suck”&lt;/span&gt; the information, method and etc into my brain. Every hour, every minute, every second I waste will go to be bad for me! I am not like other kids, who waste time with their friends in shopping malls and etc. How many years I didn’t hang out with friends in shopping malls? How many years I didn’t catch a movie in cinema? How many…I use &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;YEARS&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;“S”&lt;/span&gt; at the end of the word “YEAR” because it is not by months but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEARS&lt;/span&gt;! So I am not like other kids, who didn’t go to PC because go out with friends, I am at home study! Can’t people understand me? Can’t people know what I want even though I had told them? Sometimes man just doesn’t understand what other people thinking, feeling, even when they hurt someone, they don’t even know. Is this how man works?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Need to wake up at 7 in the morning. Good night, no it should be good morning since it is AM. No, the sun haven’t rise yet, it should not be good morning, wait till the sun rise, to brighten the dark sky, a new day for everyone, a new day for the other half of the Earth then it is good morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111488822402161510?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111488822402161510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111488822402161510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111488822402161510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111488822402161510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/05/please.html' title='Please...!!!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111480198484132471</id><published>2005-04-30T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T03:13:04.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixture feeling and Class 95FM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Don’t know why, I have a mixture feeling about the coming exam. They are &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nervous&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Excited&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous, maybe because I am worried about the grades I will get. Feel that the class I am in is full of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;talented people&lt;/span&gt;. I am the only one who has so many basic not there. I had to dig out my pass 2 years books to do revision. Just today, my Math teacher said, “If this Mid-Year fail never mind, pass your End Of Year. At least your End Of Year will pull you up. Now during weekends do the pass years textbooks…” I am worried, not only Math. English, Chinese, Accounting, Biology, Chemistry, Social Studies, History, are also the subjects I am worry of. Did I list the entire subject I am taking? Well, whatever it is, why we need EXAM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited, your may said I am crazy. But I don’t know, some how I feel excited in my coming exam. It just that I am dieing to do the paper. I just wish that the paper is tomorrow, and the paper will never end, everyday is exam day. Ha! Ha! But when the day comes, it is totally different story! What is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad, I have a bad feeling that I will do very badly for the coming exam, I will fail my entire exam, I will get top 1 in class from the bottom, will… this bad feeling is really bad. So bad, so bad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a mixture feeling is… hard to express it with words. Maybe I am &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“cry baby”&lt;/span&gt; Ha! Ha! Some times I would just cry all the sudden, tears roll from my eyes. Just now I hide myself while crying, I got so upset when I can’t do so many Math problem, get mix up the formula. I got a long, long way to go, my road seem to endless…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to tell myself &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“just have fun with exam”&lt;/span&gt; and I hope the following 2 weeks of exam will have a lot of fun with the paper. Just do whatever I can, but &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;can I make it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Listen to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Class 95FM&lt;/span&gt; from the afternoon till now. Afternoon program was nice, there was even teacher send in and want songs to played to their student and wish for their Mid-Year. How sweet the teachers are, Ha! Ha! *Look at the time* can’t believe that I had stay up so late, I found that I fallen in love with 3 things today. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Notes&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Radio&lt;/span&gt;. Just thinking that Class 95FM have no night shift host. All they do during “normal people sleeping time” is play music. Two music played follow by an ad then they will have they logo “played” like “Class 95FM…Singapore…” Ha! Ha! Is it the standard? anyway, just love the old songs…he… He…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Got to go and sleep, it late now, need to continue my math tomorrow…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note: Thanks to Miss JC, she is the one who let me know that there is a so call "Online Radio" If not, I won't know how nice the raido is, love the song so much! Thank you. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111480198484132471?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111480198484132471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111480198484132471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111480198484132471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111480198484132471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/mixture-feeling-and-class-95fm.html' title='mixture feeling and Class 95FM'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111462585167742733</id><published>2005-04-28T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T02:20:33.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studies &amp; Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Hmmm…&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have been working hard, and slacking just as hard.&lt;/span&gt; Ha! Ha! Got quite a lot of things to said now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday after school have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monopoly&lt;/span&gt;! Ha! Ha! While, as everyone knows, I am good at it. But I know there is 2 people from my class were dieing to represent the school to play the monopoly on 14 may. Monday was just “inter-school” where by to see who is good and will represent the school. So I had planned a lot of trick just to hope that that two can get into the game. You may said I am stupid or whatever, but I know, this can help me to more relax as the competition is just right after exam, put this “stress” to other people. He…he… but not really, I have a lot of reason for doing that, one of them is because they are dieing to go, I should brighten someone day right? So I do a very stupid trick to make me loss and then hope my trick will cause someone think that he got a lot of “money” and in the end loss also. Ha! Ha! Well, even though it didn’t really stick to the thing I planned but maybe someone heard my prayers, in the end, the two really will go to represent the school for the competition. Maybe your ask, to get into this competition is always your dream from last year (Lala know this site because of this competition.) but I don’t know, a force just wanted me to do it. It really makes me happy when I see the two were really happy when they win the game. Really felt happy for them. Even my mom can sense the happiness of me when I reach home. I wish they can make our school &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shine&lt;/span&gt;; bring back something for the school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do quite a lot of revision. I wonder did all get into my brain. Having a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;two and a half hour&lt;/span&gt; of math lecture today. It quite a tired day! Em…sorry is lesson and not lecture. Wonder how people take it; I can’t really absorb things that were taught well today. Need to work more hard! As I said as the starting of the post, I have been work hard, and slacking just as hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow have a test! It’s &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chemistry&lt;/span&gt; and the topic tested is a topic that taught during I was sick and away. Help!!! Wonder how to draw those atoms, read the periodic table, wonder…wonder… too many wonder! Will I “die” in the coming exam? Oh…need to read up a lot, make sure I don’t mix up things together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chin long and some people asked me to study with them. Ha! Ha! Still have to think about it. At lease they can help me with math, history, social studies… but the time is the problem! Oh well, have to think about it…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wonder will my class read my blog or not…if they will, hope they can continue read the following, I don’t want more people to hate me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop calling me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;teacher’s pet/dog&lt;/span&gt;. It isn’t a very nice thing to say you see. When teacher given a task to me, I must try to complete it with perfections, it is my “law” to be perfect. It you’re the one who ask the teacher to make me as Chinese Rep when I said I am ready &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;English Rep&lt;/span&gt;. And now, history teacher put quite a lot of task for me when Seri is the Rep. When someone never pass up your homework, I got to bring home your homework home because history teacher don’t accept (thank goodness Seri helped me with this now, Thanks Seri!). I just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; to be English Rep only…ha! Ha! Why? English Rep is the most relax Rep to be so far, first, this is the first subject to be the Rep. Second, Miss JC don’t really give me a lot of stress on that. Ha! Ha! (Thousand thanks Miss JC!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But for Chinese, I got to record your &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CA marks&lt;/span&gt;, calculate the marks, converting the marks and etc. it’s not easy. Just today I made a mistake on some of the marks because I forgot to covert it for some of you. And of course I quickly change it with the help of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jie Kun&lt;/span&gt; (he happen to walk pass). And of course, I can’t cheat by adding marks for you for no reason. And if you never pass up homework and etc, it is not my fault if your CA fails because of this. Stop scramming (not really, in fact your use the wrong &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tone&lt;/span&gt; only) at the teacher or me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Even your don’t like the teacher, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for your own sake&lt;/span&gt;, do the homework. Hate the teacher and doing homework is different matter. I do hate some teacher but I still do my homework. Ha! Ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And when notices are given to me, I need to inform the rest. To keep everyone in update, I always write on the white board need to do what and etc. Like on Monday, the teacher want to do newspaper review, the people need to being the “Friday weekly” on the very next day so I need to write down to inform them. You think I like to write so much? My hand got hurt on that day and can’t really write at that time. And I ended up being…someone said I never inform, or even worst, some of them said I wrote it on the day itself when I wrote it on the day before that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don’t think I always have very good terms with the teachers. Ha! Ha! I sometimes too straight forward by saying your lesson too boring and etc this happen to history teacher a lot. Ha! Ha! Her lesson really boring by the way ha! Ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So stop, please stop calling me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;teacher’s pet/dog&lt;/span&gt;. And also, you’re not the worm inside my stomach; so don’t judge me because of some reason. For some reason, I can’t say a lot on this matter. Please, just forgive me if I made your angry or having some misunderstand between us. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am really sorry, really I am&lt;/span&gt;. I wonder what I had done wrong, if I had, please tell me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;If I have the choice, I just want to be English Rep, nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;Finally! Feel quite &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;release&lt;/span&gt; after typing so much. Got one teacher heard that they (or only that guy) call me teacher’s dog. So she asks me not to care the class anymore. Ha! Ha! Maybe I should try that! Ha! Ha! Tomorrow will be a super busy day for me, better go and have bath and revision my work again to make sure everything got inside. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tired&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; with lots of &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;wonder&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/8801682-111462585167742733?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111462585167742733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111462585167742733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111462585167742733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111462585167742733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/studies-class.html' title='Studies &amp; Class'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111435820267716478</id><published>2005-04-24T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T23:56:42.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YK GAVE UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Yes, it seem that YK had give up something. Sad to say, he gives up doing his Math Assignment. Not really, he just wants the basic by doing some assignment books and stop doing the assignment given to him on Friday. It is not easy, YK wonder how to explain to his teacher tomorrow. You know, YK always had a weird feeling that his Math teacher had loss hope and give up on him. This is really sad, but is this imagination or the fact, YK really don’t know, nothing can explain his feeling about &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;MATH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousand of thank to people like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt; who helped YK a lot through &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; today after reading his entry last night. Amazing by use MSN to do Math eh? YK know that people got annoyed when he asked too much question. Maybe YK really need help in math. Today after long seeing the “A to Z” (Algebra) and all the tan, sin, COS and etc…made YK having a Hugh headache from this morning till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He needs to read up a lot of things yet. Wonder how YK going to hold, oh someone please talk to him? He thinks he himself needs someone to talk to. He was tearing paper into pieces like crazy. Out of control, he feels better now and continue his revision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;No matter what, YK might not able to blog till next week. He got too many to do from now to July. Yes, he planned stuff till July, nothing but study. Yea!!! YK just love to study, did YK went mad?&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/8801682-111435820267716478?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111435820267716478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111435820267716478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111435820267716478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111435820267716478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/yk-gave-up.html' title='YK GAVE UP!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111427316434601357</id><published>2005-04-24T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T00:19:24.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst stage of mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Someone please give me strength, I can’t stand it anymore. I am so stress, so helpless, so lost. I wonder can I make it, or should I give up now? I find myself in the worst stage of mine, being so helpless, totally don’t know what am I doing or totally don’t know what to do. Needless to said, my revision had gone out of control, my revision is not on schedule because I got stuck in so many things, so many that I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt; what I did for my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pass 2 years&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forced myself to take out &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEC 1 books&lt;/span&gt; to do revision. I find that my Math Basic Standard is not there at all. I feel so stupid, so stupid that I almost cry in revision. I don’t know &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tears&lt;/span&gt; just flow out from my eye. I know myself that I am unable to do my exam that coming within a few days. I need a lot of time; I need someone to help me with my Math. Sec does not easy believe me. Time cannot turn back no matter what. If I could, I will work over my limit for the pass few years. I feel so stupid; people around me are so clever. I wonder why I am in this world I the first place? Is it for me to suffer? World is just being unfair. The people are just being selfish. When they know how to do something and you approach them, they will not help you, they wish you could die so they have less people to fight for the top with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to face the people now. But thank goodness my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; is quite good in math. She helped me with some just now. But for some like standard form, she doesn’t know how to do. I must say I am the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;luckiest person&lt;/span&gt; in the world. My mom don’t give me stress, my mom helped a lot in my life. I wonder why, this year of me is not the normal of myself. I find that I pushed too hard, but on the other hand, I think I didn’t push myself hard enough. I wonder what I want, prised? People look up on me? The money? No! I asked myself all that but it is not. All I want is to get &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“O”&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;continue my studies&lt;/span&gt;. I don’t know why, I suddenly find studies is important, a thinking that always come last for last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t always think that you got the time, time don’t wait for people. Time just goes like that without waiting anyone. I used to think “I still got a lot of time, why have to study now? I should enjoy my childhood” but now, I am wrong. I regretted, but why I regret at this time? Why can’t I regret earlier?  I hate myself I really hate myself. I wonder how long I can last? How long will I live till my last breath? Seeing some people take the path I taken before, I really wish I could stop them. Please…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Someone give me strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I find myself cannot take it anymore. Please, pelase…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111427316434601357?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111427316434601357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111427316434601357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111427316434601357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111427316434601357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/worst-stage-of-mine.html' title='Worst stage of mine'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111419351274199160</id><published>2005-04-23T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T02:11:52.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;It is quite a busy week for me or should I say all of us; two more days to end this week and next week will a busier week than this. Is it “more busy” or “busier”? Which one is correct? Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Should I say sad or happy to say that our drama club get &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bronze&lt;/span&gt; for SYF? I though we couldn’t make it but we did get at least something for the school in the end, I mean not COP but an award. Got this news when I attended the speech day, for both last year and this year give me a very bad impression to attend the speech day as part of the class. I mean, we are forced to clap when our hand got tired, we were…forget it, to shorten my blog entry. We ended up getting a bun and a packet of drinks that’s it! Better than nothing, last year we get nothing at all, Ha! Ha! But I think I can make a good use of that time studying my exam and not waste my time going to speech day to get my hand “red”. Can we have air-con in the hall? Is dumb hot when I was wearing the tie for long hours. Even though the school rent quite a lot of Hugh fan, but poor old me, the place I sat had no wind blown to me at all. So when I got home, my mom ask “you just come home from bath is it? Why you sweat like hell?” ha! Ha! Yes, my whole shirt was wet; I can’t stand it and quickly went for the bath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Got to do a lot of revision. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Biology, history, social studies, accounting, math and English&lt;/span&gt; are a super important for me. The super most important is Math and English. Now I know you really need a very good math and English foundation to do upper sec work. I mean, you need to count a lot and when your English standard is not there, you will die very badly. Let’s take an example from history, when you were given a source and have to come up with the inference. If you do not have a standard of English, you don’t get infer of the source and that’s is! For accounting, you need both English and Math. Let’s said it says “Paid ABC by cheque to settle invoice $2500 less 5% discount.” And same thing, English problem that causes you not to understand is it the $2500 is the discounted price or before discounted price. And there you go, one thing wrong almost everything wrong. And of course, if you don’t know how to find %, you don’t know how much is the discount price. And “ABC”, I mean &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;algebra&lt;/span&gt; basic must be there when you do Math. This happen to me, I am not good in algebra and this year I got into deep trouble. I need to work hard myself, as what the Math teacher said, I am slower than the rest because my basic is not there and she can’t afford to slow down the teaching process and etc, etc because of me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;But I am quite happy with my revision. Ha! Ha! I finally know how to do cash book as when the teacher is teaching cash book, I am not around and etc. I learn it by the help of the teacher, and by the books. You know, I don’t always look for teacher help. I first “ask” the book first before ask the teacher. Now got some exam papers to do and think tomorrow will be super busy day for me. Sunday have student meeting, I said I don’t want to go but some talk to me wanted me to go. Just one-month not going…Mid-Year, 2 hours make a different!!! Because someone said, “2 hours only, it doesn'y make the different” but that 2 hours can let me revision 2 hours more. I taking subject that need a lot of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;revision&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stop nagging, need to get back to work, planned to wake up as usual time (4.30am) to continue my work. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Rest well, relax yourself, don’t work so hard.”&lt;/span&gt; (This is what I always hear, now same apply to your!!! It will never come to my mind however...He...he…)&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/8801682-111419351274199160?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111419351274199160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111419351274199160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111419351274199160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111419351274199160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/tired-week.html' title='Tired Week'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111393026017400450</id><published>2005-04-19T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T01:04:20.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just read it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So sorry that I had not been updating my blog for a long time for the pass few days, I wish I can but I am too busy and my computer keep hanging. Last week SYF drive me crazy. I miss so many lessons so now I got to read up. Especially Math. I miss ore than one and half hour for that and till now, I still have no idea what the hell the teacher is talking about. And last week I fall sick, got 3 days MC but it is on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, I can’t afford to not to go to school. And also, I ended up don’t know what the hell the teachers is talking about because my brain was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10% &lt;/span&gt;switched on at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Want to know what I did for my yesterday Biology Lesson in the Lab? Ha! Ha!  Something got to do with animal (it can be done in human also), scissor, blood and etc. Yes! We did something that we “kill” a living thing. I don’t want to name what we did, just read on to find out. He…he… well we not just cut the Rat body, we also take out the lung, heart, stomach, small and large intestine and etc. that Rat is Import from USA and the rats is still living when they were “flying” to Singapore but don’t know why died in our Singapore Airport. By the way, at first the teacher wants to use pig but the girls in our class said pig is so cute cannot kill so we ended up using Rat to do “it”. I felt so sad; in fact we are killing a living thing (even though the Rat dies on the way to my school). I was thinking why human could use animal to do all those things and never think of the animal feeling? They as the animal will leave their families, they will be sad, and they will die under our hand! Turn it other way round, what happen one day those animal become so power that they can capture human being and do experiment on us. How will we feel? I know I think too far but because of this, I got a funny, scary nightmare! Last night, I dream about…the teacher is about to cut the body, the Rat’s eyes suddenly open and “stand up” and TALK with a very funny cute sound! The Rat said “your human being only know how to do experience on us, don’t your know how much pain we suffer, now I will let your know how much is the pain…!” and the rat took the scissors that suppose to cut the rat’s body to cut the Irfan. Some how the rat is a lot of force until that even a small scissor cause the Irfan loss a lot of blood and he stop breathing! Ha! Ha! Thank goodness it just a nightmare. But something I don’t understand, why the rat doesn’t “kill” the teacher when the teacher is just right in front and the rat want to turn and “kill” Irfan instead? So far, if you read my blog, you will be the one who knows this dream. By the way now you know what we did for our lesson yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;All right, I need to get back to work. I still have some marks not recorded. Eh… the teacher wants me to help her to record the marks. But I find it not easy at all! First, I got to covert it 10% and record it one by one to the name list given to me. It not easy! You must make sure you use the correct ink (if fail use red, if pass use blue or back ink) and also I must make sure I record the marks on the correct row. This is just the beginning. But I have some fun in the process. Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ok, need to read up the math that I don’t understand. Need to meet up with accounting teacher to help me with last week work. Need to… I got a lot of “need to”! When can I get the rest? &lt;em&gt;Someone please give me strength…I can’t hold it anymore…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Just want to said something to the band members who will going to read this blog,&lt;br /&gt;Band, you did a great job in SYF! Your at least get 50K for the school! You’re DONE A GREAT JOB! Work harder and don’t give up. Hopefully your can get a better result next SYF! Don’t be sad just because your get silver, it already a good award. It’s not easy (from my point of view). Your had try your best I believe. *Give everyone a happy cute face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Last thing to the drama clubs member,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what is the result for our SYF, it already happens. Learn from our mistake and continue to work hard. Your still have a long way to go, much more to do. I also need to learn, everyone need to learn. Learn together to make a better production! * Give a wink to everyone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111393026017400450?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111393026017400450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111393026017400450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111393026017400450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111393026017400450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-read-it.html' title='Just read it!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111358659654038607</id><published>2005-04-16T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T01:54:58.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long entry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;YK (me): What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;Reader of this blog: 1 AM plus&lt;br /&gt;YK: I am not asking that…&lt;br /&gt;Reader: Is it Tiger Time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;YK: No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Reader: Then?&lt;br /&gt;YK: It’s Blogging Time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Reader: -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Ha! I hope the joke I though of is funny enough to make your laugh. Please bare with me, today blog will be SUPER long ones. I have no choices, I got too much to said…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let’s me talk about &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Drama&lt;/span&gt; first. The day before SYF, something happen! Nothing to do with me, but I got an impact on it. The instructor deletes some lines and scene again on Paris’s lines and scene until he doesn’t have a line at all. So that “actor” got unhappy with this matter. And there was some “fire” between them. I don’t know, but the instructor talk about me. Still remember I post about me not happy when my role in the play was given to a sec 1 girl? I didn’t know that the instructor knows how I feel even though I didn’t said anything to him. He said “ Look, when I took YK’s role, he also unhappy about it but he is now doing great in the backstage.” Then “Paris” kept quite for a long time. I went to him and want to talk to him. I found myself can’t see someone feeling sad or crying, if not I will cry with them or feel sad for them (That’s why I don’t dare to watch the “wave news” last year.) I found myself a reflection of myself and I know how he feels. I really wish that I had sweet or something to cheer him up. When I talk to him, I almost cried, “Juliet” came and see how was “Paris” and she ask, “why you talk like want to cry?” Then I turn and wept my tears (you know, it is not a nice thing when a guy cry in front of the girls).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt; day came, have lesson up to 9AM, and I carry a lot of tables, props, stair to the AVA room as they want a rehearse. I know Doctor said I can’t carry heavy stuff anymore if not I will badly injury. But I have no choice; some people like Irfan don’t want to help. And I, as a props master, I make sure everything is there. I was running up and down the school to find one more table. Ha! Ha! Finding table is not easy in my school, thank goodness that OM can help me with this, if not I really have no idea what will happen to me. And got one senior come to me and said “YK, the Drama Club will appraise (spelling correct?) What you done.” Ok, back to SYF. There was A LOT of last minute of things happening. During SYF, the tablecloth did not stick to the table and everybody can see the table. I on the light too fast that they see Irfan was walking to the stage and lie down when he was killed in the previous scene. The whole hall was laughing at that (the hall is about ¾ full). I was like “die, die, die, I spoil the whole thing. And also, some of them don’t follow instruction I given. On the way to SYF, in the bus, I brief them what to do and what not to do. But it seem that “one ear in, the other ear out” I don’t wish to talk about the mistake anymore. I really mad at myself on the lighting, it is not PERFACT and other school lighting was so cool, so cool that I will give full marks for lighting if I am the judgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;All right, enough of the SYF, now about what people think of me. Yesterday, someone told me that his nephew said “ when I talk to YK, he only take about school and it so boring, but talk to (don’t know who), it so fun when we can talk about computer games and etc. when talk to YK about games, it will don’t know everything.” Ha! Ha! I don’t know I am that boring. Sorry, but in my life, so far only studies I can talk about. Ha! Ha! Am I that &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;boring person&lt;/span&gt;? I really have no time to have fun for myself; I think it waste of time. I rather spend my time typing my notes with my slow computer then spending time outside watch movie, play games and etc. I really don’t know why people use computer to play games, still remember that got one time I send my computer to repair and the person said to my mom “this is my very first time repairing a teenager’s computer without a game inside.” Ha! Ha! I do play game, but all the games got to do with my studies. You know, I don’t really like to study from the book, if I am the teacher, I will always find fun stuff to let my student learn. I always love to do “practical”. Let’s take examples of Accounting. I play a game in Neopet call “Plushie Tycoon” I got some cash on hand and I need to hire workers, sell things in my shop and etc. Then I do accounting for that, see, this is call fun learning. Ha! Ha! It is not fun at all because I don’t know how to play that game. I always ended up bankrupt. But that’s is just one of the example. I really don’t know will this work for account but this work for me. Ha! Ha! Maybe ask some of the people to help me to test out with this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Next, I will talk about studies! Please bare with me, I will make this as the last topic of the day. Today talk to some of the classmate and I find something, they are more willing to go out with their friends, go to their church, go out to work for more money then study and do their homework! Because today I collect the English homework again and some of them told me that…I got a reflection of myself again. Last times I don’t want to do homework and ended up the teachers keep calling my parents. I even hate them (the teachers) when they call. I was like “home work only, no big deal what…” but I know, I will loss in the end. So I start to work hard. Now, I feel how the teachers who keep asking for my homework feel when people don’t do homework. Now I know how hard when the teacher is chasseing for homework. Miss JC told me that don’t get upset about this… but my heart just can’t settle down. I really don’t wish to see them to take the path I used to take before; I don’t want them to loss in the end. I told someone &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“the teachers had given what they should give you, the rest is up to you.”&lt;/span&gt; But it seem that no effect on them. Maybe as what Miss JC said, when mid year exam result come out…I used act like them, I know what they thinking, I change myself when I got my Mid-Year Exam result last year. Will this happen to them too? Hope so… &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Miss JC&lt;/span&gt;, maybe you are right. But it really reflects the version of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ex-YK”&lt;/span&gt; a person who never does homework. Maybe this can let you get some idea of how am I last time. Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok, I think I shall stop here, if not I will type non-stop. Blog soon…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111358659654038607?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111358659654038607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111358659654038607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111358659654038607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111358659654038607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/long-entry.html' title='Long entry...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111330739972309632</id><published>2005-04-11T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:03:19.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Back to do my favourite thing, “blogging” time! Today school time is quite “fun” for me. No matter how the lesson is so “boring”, I enjoy it. In fact, there is quite a lot of impact on me today, it will all explain below. *Give a happy face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;First lesson (or some of you call lesson as lecture) is Math. For the whole 1 hour, the teacher only teaches something that we had learnt last year and some how it brightens my day. I mean last year I don’t really like to study so I don’t listen to lesson. That’s how I do so badly for my exams. Today, the teacher teaches that topic again, and now, I know how to do that type of question. If you give me the question last year when teacher already taught me how to, I won’t do or just put it aside. If someone compare me with last year and this year, they will say “YK, you change a lot, don’t give yourself too much stress ok?” I know, but I “experiences” before when a person don’t do homework, study for exam, that person will go to loss in the end. I don’t want this to happen to me, that’s why I try to make myself study, I just took 2 weeks, 2 weeks to make me addicted to study, make study as my hobby. I took 1 month, 1 month to make myself feel not perfect, make myself see that perfection is a very important thing in my life. But I don’t know how long, how long to let me see the result of the things I had done. Maybe ‘N’ level, or even ‘O’ level, I don’t know, I just don’t know when…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Lesson is Social Studies. People hate Social Studies but I don’t know why, I started to love this subject. Still remember once the teacher come to me and said “you are one of those I want to help you with the grade, don’t give up!” Maybe that sentence gives me an impact that I need to work hard so teacher will not lost faith in me, don’t let her disappointed on me. And now I always look forward on her Social Studies lesson, not history lesson yet. I don’t know why, maybe I need time to accept that History is tested on that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is PE lesson. Have a 2.4KM run. As usual, I fail. 2.4 are something like English, you fail it, and you fail everything. But today I did try all my best. I keep running. It just that I am sick, my head almost “explode” (having a bad headache). Some of you might see me carry Panadol tables around. But now even Panadol is not helping me to get rid of the stupid headache. It very painful and it as if my head have a “heart”, when you place your hand on my head, you can feel the “pumping”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess is English Lesson! Funny English, I love that a lot. Wonder who wrote it, as it is so special, funny but reflect on my English. Ha! Ha! When to the computer lab for second part of the English Lesson, do blogging!!! But sad to say, it’s my unlucky day. The entire computer I use cannot load the window properly. Ha! Ha! So ended up just looking at people blogging. I don’t know that a lot of people don’t have the habit of blogging. Nah, blogging had become part of my life, I can’t live without it. Today some of them even complain that my blog is too long. Ha! Ha! Thank you for your feedback, at least I know I always wrote long post. Never mind, I try to shorten it every time I blog, ok? So teacher give a topic “Happy thought” Still thinking what to write about it, this time round the teacher really give us a topic that I don’t know what to write of. Ha! Ha! Maybe I don’t have happy thought, I am still thinking what to write and post about it within 24 Hours, can? *Please…*&lt;br /&gt; So went back to class and go for a 1 and a half hour of Biology. Thank goodness the lesson end fast, it as if the time fly. Miss the last lesson because of the stage performance. I really need to get all the points down, if not I won’t understand and will not do well. When, when can I have the time to do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school have Toastmaster course. Maybe someone heard my prayer. I don’t want to give speech! I don’t know today will give speech on stage. I though it is in the classroom. But thank to Seri, she done a great job. But somehow, when the teacher said I no need to give speech, the feeling I got is not what I expected. I mean, I though I should be happy but what I got is not just happy, but with the mixture of disappointed also. I don’t know why, the mixture feeling isn’t feeling good, but I got okay after eating something. Ha! Ha! Maybe the teacher timing isn’t good enough, I mean she ask so many people to prepare the speech (she even call some of us during midnight), and she pick one only. Ha! Ha! I think Irfan is good also, is just that he doesn’t have enough time to prepare. For me, I think I can’t even start my first word. I would go like “Goo…good…good after…afternoon teacher…” Ha! Ha! I think the teacher will “ring the bell” and ask me to get lost! Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, need to go back to work, lots of things to do, *shout to the world* why the day is still 24 hours a day when we get more and more busier?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111330739972309632?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111330739972309632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111330739972309632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111330739972309632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111330739972309632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/school.html' title='School!!!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111306391795245334</id><published>2005-04-10T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T00:25:17.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*NOTE: There is an earier post posted durning the afternoon, please read the entry below his one. This post is just an update of the blog, read it if you want to. BUT read the post below this post that had been posted this afternoon. Thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The following entry is not in good English, it just a quick update of the blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ok, this afternoon I blog about Drama Club and etc (I feel so sad when I typing that entry... Ha! Ha!). I know I have a long time didn't update my blog (as in the content of it, not the entry itself) So today, I will give everyone all the updates and blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;More songs in Music Station! I know people is asking me to upload more songs with people singing and not just the music. I need to find a place to host it, please wait, more songs with "people singing it" will avaiable soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Stuff I want" section had been updated as soon of them I already good it. Super long goal, "I want a NEW COMPUTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bugs Known:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When you are playing songs or music in the Music Station and you Minimize the window of it, the Music Station will stop playing. I try to fix it and see where the problems is. Sorry about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sometimes the "clock" is not displaying the time of your area, the time should shown the time of your computer. If you still got any problem of it, you should tell me right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Up Coming:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;New blog, it will name as "ykworkplace" there will be going to have study notes for download. It still not confrim isit for all public or people I want to give to. TO BE CONFRIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;New Blog, a brand new system of "Music Station. Currently, the Music Station load together with the blog when your vist the blog. In the new system, it will not load with the blog. And also, no more drop-down menu, it will replace with clicking of the song name -text-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Much Much More.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So far just though of thoes only. Before End my update, The LATTEST song uploaded to the Music Station is in Music format. I read a book about destress, they said singing can relex so Here is the Lyrics, close your doors, close your window, get ready a microphone, on your speaker loud and start singng by looking at the Lyrics below. No matter how alwful your sound is, just SING IT! Ha, Ha, maybe your want to record it down when your sing and send it to YK...Ha! Ha!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~*~*~*~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;张韶涵：遗失的美好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;海的思念绵延不绝 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;终于和天 在地平线交会 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;爱如果走得够远 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;应该也会跟幸福相见 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;承诺常常很像蝴蝶 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;美丽的飞 盘旋然后不见 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;但我相信你给我的誓言 就像一定会来的春天 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;我始终带着你爱的微笑 一路上寻找我遗失的美好 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;不小心当泪滑过嘴角 就用你握过的手抹掉 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;再多的风景也从不停靠 只一心寻找我遗失的美好 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;有的人说不清哪里好 但就是谁都替代不了 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;承诺常常很像蝴蝶 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;美丽的飞 盘旋然后不见 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;但我相信你给我的誓言 就像一定会来的春天 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;我始终带着你爱的微笑 一路上寻找我遗失的美好 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;不小心当泪滑过嘴角 就用你握过的手抹掉 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;再多的风景也从不停靠 只一心寻找我遗失的美好 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;有的人说不清哪里好 但就是谁都替代不了 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;在最开始的那一秒 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;有些事早已经注定要到老 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;虽然命运爱开玩笑 真心会和真心遇到 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;我始终带着你爱的微笑 一路上寻找我遗失的美好 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;不小心当泪滑过嘴角 就用你握过的手抹掉 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;再多的风景也从不停靠 只一心寻找我遗失的美好 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;有的人说不清哪里好 但就是谁都替代不了 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111306391795245334?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111306391795245334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111306391795245334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111306391795245334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111306391795245334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-update.html' title='Blog UPDATE'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111302906016585322</id><published>2005-04-09T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T14:44:20.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of things to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So sorry, I though I can blog last night but things was crash together until I have no time to breath.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2 to 3 weeks latter will be my next &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG EXAM&lt;/span&gt;, mid- year exam. I need to work hard, really hard in order to get what I want to get. There’s still a long way to go, a very long way road. I wish I can just be some others people, who no need to study so hard to get an&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; A1&lt;/span&gt; for their subjects, but for me, I need to work very hard. I am not others who can just get whatever things they need to know into their head just few read, I need to read it again and again, understand it and apply it to my exam. I am tired, so tired, I really wish I can sleep forever, not to wake up to face the world, face the challenge ahead me. I really wish I could cope whatever I am having now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I really don’t know why, why &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drama Club Members&lt;/span&gt; hated &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Victor&lt;/span&gt; so much. Victor is an ex-student from our school, he also an ex-member of drama club. He always try to make time and come back to school no matter how busy he is and see what are we doing and guide us as our trainer only comes once a week as the school fund is limited. But why so many people hate him so much? I don’t know why, I can get along with him well and always have the same point of view with him. But what happens is, I do not really says my view. I don’t now why, why even the senior lie to him that today doesn’t have drama practices when today have. Senior have to set good example yet they did this.  I have totally don’t know why this happen that I do not wish to see. I know, some &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drama Club members&lt;/span&gt; thinks I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EXTRA&lt;/span&gt;, some people dieing me to get out of Drama Club. I give up my role for a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sec one student&lt;/span&gt;. I become a person who does not own a role in the play. I started to help with prose, slowing into lighting of stage. I got hold of the key of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AVA room’s cupboard&lt;/span&gt;. I try very hard to get my jobs done &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PERFECTLY&lt;/span&gt;. Still remember, the very first time I comment their play give me a very bad idea of giving comments. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt; talk back to me saying, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“You shut up, you don’t even have a role, you have no right to comment us.”&lt;/span&gt; That sentence still in my heart, it make my heart cry, from that day onwards, I keep whatever comments to myself, just let them what they want to do. Just hoping one day, they know whatever people they hate are doing things for the school, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drama Club&lt;/span&gt; good. Not for other people, not for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Wake up at&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 7AM&lt;/span&gt; today and go for doctor check up. I need to get the first one to see the doctor in order to go for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drama&lt;/span&gt;. Thank goodness, doctor said my condition &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;got control&lt;/span&gt;, I do not need to see her and just keep doing the treatment that what she give me today unless my condition gets out of control. Need to do this until of my age &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20 years old&lt;/span&gt;. It stills a long way to go but I believe, one day, I will get 100% recover. But somehow, things were against me until I can’t go for drama. Maybe someone heard my prayer, let me just get off from it just for one day I don’t know they really need the prose or not as all the prose of the play is with me. But they said they no need it and want me to go home when I ask them. That’s fine, I can do more work if that the case. I need to think positive in order not to let my image run so wild about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Got back to my work, need a lot of perfection. I need it, really need it. I just can’t live without it…&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111302906016585322?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111302906016585322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111302906016585322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111302906016585322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111302906016585322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/lots-of-things-to-say.html' title='Lots of things to say...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111263687248951262</id><published>2005-04-05T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T01:47:52.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Back to blog, just quick ones, I still have a lot of things to do. I have to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;study what will be cover tomorrow, tidy my room, pack my tomorrow stuff&lt;/span&gt;, tidy my &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;POA&lt;/span&gt; files, study &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Romeo &amp; Juliet”&lt;/span&gt; play because that Irfan said he sick so need me to replace me. Is he sick? I don’t think so…just hope that tomorrow I don’t have to act…I don’t like the role Tybalt. I never act that role before and one me to get it down within one night…*sigh* hope tomorrow will cancel the play…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of things to do. I know, the school given me a lot of work, but me, myself still give myself work to do. I always believe I can do it, I &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;CAN DO IT&lt;/span&gt;! I always have that pride once I complete a piece of work. No matter is it essay, questions and etc; I always feel a weird feeling once I complete a task given to me. It can be not about studies, can other things else; I just love that kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the toastmaster course, I got to do two assignments. One is group work but I will end up doing it and one is personal assignment. Just hope that I can complete it before this Thursday. Many things are coming up one by one… Ha! Ha! &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sometime really want to kill those people. I mean once I online, they will ask, “today got what homework?” and it is not one, not two, is many! And my poor computer sometimes hangs because of that…Ha! Ha! Maybe Miss JC might think of having a class website? Then have update one the homework’s and etc…Ha! Ha! …Just kidding…it’s a stupid idea…haven’t seen a class with website before…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got back to work…If not I can’t sleep well if I don’t complete the things I want to complete.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111263687248951262?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111263687248951262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111263687248951262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111263687248951262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111263687248951262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-to-blog-just-quick-ones-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111255033032685333</id><published>2005-04-04T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T01:45:30.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at the time now, yet YK is still awake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now is the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“officially”&lt;/span&gt; to enter the long hour school day. Ha! Ha! For me, it is not really tomorrow because tomorrow I have toastmaster course (I first thought of it is toast bread). I still haven’t finish whatever planned to do this week due to my stupid computer. Adult is a weird creature; they promise you something last year but now yet having done what they promise. And being a teenager, me is a stupid creature who thinks that I, myself can save money to buy myself a computer and not waste my parent money so when they got the money and want to buy a computer, I said wait, now, I want, they said wait. Ha! Ha! Whose fault is it? It’s me! *Sigh* but what can I said, I really wish to save up all the money I can, but still have a long way to go. Since everyday I got $2, I plan not to eat during recess and after school, just eat dinner at home. Firstly can save money, secondly can gets rid of fats…ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yesterday have a chat with &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Miss Ambika&lt;/span&gt; (formal HOD of PCCG of JYSS). Give her a lot of “update” of the school; in fact the whole conversation is about the school and studies. Ha! Ha! Like what she said, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;“whatever things happen, life still has to goes on…”&lt;/span&gt; so have to face the fact, Extra Lesson up to 5PM, Discipline, and etc…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And just now chat with&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; Seri&lt;/span&gt;, can’t image that school also open on &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; for CCA!!! Oh well, soon will be my turn to visit school for actives. What kind of “5-days week” we have? Maybe we should call it &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“7-days working days”&lt;/span&gt; so we talk about School, yes it is school again. So I told her, if the school give me a piece of paper and want me to write down five wishes in the wish list, I will write…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;One: Give everyone a laptop and use it for typing note in class and etc. everyday just got to carry a 2kg laptop to school will do. Isn’t it a stupid wish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two: Get rid of the “In-House Suspension” thing. I know the school “like” DC very much but this will have bad side for the student. Image the student miss a 9 to 10 hours of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three: Get rid of the Extra Lesson up to 5PM!!! I know the principal wants the school to “shine” but please, it too much stress. I haven’t really had the lesson yet so I don’t know. I need to have experience before comment about the Extra Lesson thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four: Have a Forum in the Internet to let the student, teacher (maybe) to voice out! We need a place to gives our comment. There is a website that can allow us, JYSS member to voice out but after the OM get angry about him having a lot of “-“ comment and people make fun of him, the place got deleted and no where to go…It is not really a site but a member and we comment about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;www.friendster.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; I think the site is correct…I got into trouble because of this bad comment about OM also…*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five:&lt;br /&gt;Just got change my mind, its different of what I told Seri just now. I want the back gate to open. If not I will end up spending 10 to 15 min to walk home. I NEED the back gate. And image, now lesson up to 5 PM, wonder will the school open the Back Gate at that time due to the Extra Lesson…If no, see me in Newspaper Headline, a boy jump down from 13 floor due to back gate not open, school stress and etc and all reason is linked up to school…read page 2…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I know all sound &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“anti-school”&lt;/span&gt; Maybe YK already turns into &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“anti-school”&lt;/span&gt; without knowing. Ha! Ha! Just kidding, if I really turn into anti-school, I might already send a letter again to that place earlier this year. Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And also, I told &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Seri&lt;/span&gt;; if &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (not Seri but other person, SHE) come and talk to me I will tell &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;all the things I want to say a lot of things about the school, in fact everything. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;! May be when the day really comes, I will sweat like hell. But I already told myself, if that really happen, treat &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as a wooden block and talk &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;thought my heart, my feeling, my thoughts, the stress I, or we having now.&lt;/span&gt; Of course with polite and not shouting and scamming all the way because if I shout or whatever to be rude, she might think I am a mad person and send me to “mad school”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goes back to work…See You Soon…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111255033032685333?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111255033032685333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111255033032685333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111255033032685333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111255033032685333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/school-again.html' title='School again...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111238504147464381</id><published>2005-04-02T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T03:50:41.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog at weird hour but I want to talk about SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Look at the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Subject of the post&lt;/span&gt;. I am not talking about the fire drill that we had, nor I am talking about April Fool Day in school. I am going to talk about the extra lesson after school. Or should I just said &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;extend the school hours&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;On Friday, the school&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; “officially”&lt;/span&gt; announce of the lesson after school. Few days ago, they just said non-assembly Wednesday week then we will have the extra lesson. But today, they announce that the extra lesson will conduct on every non-CCA day. Which means, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday, Wednesday and Thursday&lt;/span&gt; I have to stay back in school up to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 PM&lt;/span&gt; for Lesson. Tuesday and Friday go for my CCA, Drama, that’s end at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6PM&lt;/span&gt; since I am taking part in SYF. When I hear it, it spoils my whole day, really. I wonder why the school want this, how am I able to cope it, how am I going to distress, etc, etc…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You see, when the school end late, we reach home late and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TIRED&lt;/span&gt;.  Lets said the school end at 5PM. We will reach home at about 5.30PM. After that we might go and bath, rest a while, unpack our things and it might properly 6.30PM and don’t forget about dinner that about 7PM. Image some people need to do their prayer like me that takes about 1 hour. 8PM. So as you can see, I can only start work at 8PM. Lets said a person who is really tired and sleep at 12AM, he or she only spend about 7 hours “awaken time” with his or her family. Isn’t short?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Student need to do their homework, teachers need to prepare their lesson, mark the assignment, looking for resources of teaching materials, thinking of ways to make their next lesson interesting. But not forgetting, the student, teacher, everyone is human. They need rest, fun and etc. they sometimes need to hang out with friends, catch a movie, go shopping together and so on. Don’t tell me teachers don’t even sleep and hang out with friends or family like robot? Even if we really don’t have friends, we sometime need something and need to go out and buy that things like pen run out of ink, house is out of some food and cannot cook, Pizza Hut hotline got hanged so no choice to cook (it really happen to me before when that time no MacDonald, KFC). So in an even of we need to go out, we have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lesser&lt;/span&gt; time to do our stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;And today, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt; (and not 5 or 6 I mean A LOT) of people “complaining” to me about this matter. (Why? I am not the one who can control. Want to complain please tell the person in-charge, OIC. Ha! Ha!), but eh…not really complaining but talk to me about this matter. Some of them said &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;“ Last time after school hang out with friends in shopping centres then at night go home and do homework. If Extra lesson going to start, after school we still go to shopping malls and go home late. And forget about doing homework since we study for a long hour in school!”&lt;/span&gt;  Luckily she is not in my class, she start asking people in her class not to do homework from next week. *Sigh* just to say, don’t do such things, your will ended up in the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DC&lt;/span&gt;! By the way, since we study longer in school, is it means that we got less homework? Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I really want to see how this Extra Lesson works before comment on this. Maybe the school want us to be preparing for exams? Maybe they think we do not have enough time in school to study? Maybe they think at home we don’t study? Ha! Ha! I really don’t know how many maybe I am going to said but maybe the time will tell us the answer…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Need to get a letter from the form teacher on Monday, hope she can give me. Why? Because my mother doesn’t believe that school will ends so late. Ha! Ha! Or maybe ask the school to write for the whole school. The school must at lease explain to the parents what is going on. Oh yea, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If Miss JC read this post, can you please write a letter to my mom about the Extra Lesson and pass it to me on Monday if the school will not write any letter to the parent by Monday. Thanks…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to said one last thing, this Extra Lesson affect a lot to me. My mom cannot go and work because of this. And poor me got more stress and have to stay more late to finish my stuff. Let’s see how things go…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111238504147464381?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111238504147464381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111238504147464381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111238504147464381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111238504147464381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-at-weird-hour-but-i-want-to-talk.html' title='Blog at weird hour but I want to talk about SCHOOL'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111227053662027769</id><published>2005-03-31T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T20:02:16.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want SLEEP!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I am tired, so tired that I am thinking of just stop whatever I am dong and go and SLEEP!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thank to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gonzhon&lt;/span&gt;, yesterday time wasn’t that packed… the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;MT Oral&lt;/span&gt; got postpone to Wednesday. I went for my &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; from 2.15PM to 3.15PM and at 3.30PM went for my &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;NAFA&lt;/span&gt;. Luckily I pass all the station (He…he…) but the return I get is ache of my tummy, leg and backbone area. I really wish that I could bring something soft like pillion or something to school to put on the chair to support my back. It was so pain as if thousand of things are beating my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That’s not the end… today, last minute notified to have Math Lesson every Wednesday when we don’t have assembly. So we will have &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;5 period&lt;/span&gt; (2 and half hour) of Math for that day itself. Oh well, I always looking forward of that Wednesday because I can rest a bit, but now… why school just think of study but not rest. But thank to &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Gonzhon&lt;/span&gt; again, MT Oral and some meeting crash together and the Math Teacher seem like give up and it will start on the next non-assembly week.  Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So want to know what happen during Oral? Ha! Ha! (Still can laugh…*sigh*) I was too &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;, sweating all the way while reading the passage. Halfway, the teacher stops me because she couldn’t continue to listen of my reading due to my over nervous. And said “ you cannot so nervous, what will happen if you do this in O level? You die for sure…) Ha! Ha! But I was too nervous due to this is the first &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Mid- Year exam&lt;/span&gt;. Ha! Ha! Can I retake the exam again? I bet not…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then do some research on &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“Should Singapore open Casino”?&lt;/span&gt; I did quite a lot of research in school but when I got home, because of my stupid computer, it cannot open the so I did the research again at home and me acting clever, I save it both in my Computer and my diskette. But after I typed &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;5 pages&lt;/span&gt;, the stupid computer hangs again and it got shutdown. When everything is back to normal, all the files cannot be found in the computer and diskette. I am so unlucky right? Mange to get 2 pages done but I don’t think I will go any more. I still have Math and read up what the topic that teacher will go to teach tomorrow in Social Studies lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Got to be hurry now. If not, you will going to see &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“panda YK”&lt;/span&gt; Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111227053662027769?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111227053662027769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111227053662027769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111227053662027769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111227053662027769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-want-sleep.html' title='I want SLEEP!!!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111202990988935916</id><published>2005-03-29T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T01:11:49.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am supering busy in this few days. So busy…so busy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, my parent brought me a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hand phone. It is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Panasonic X400&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (Is it good?). By the way, saw it in the newspaper and it cost only $98. My parent wanted to buy the snake design by Nokia for me but it is too…$! When they reached there, they though of buying the snake design but thank god, it total cost over $200 so they give up and buy the cheapest that I pointed. I spend &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;$50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on it and the rest will pay by them. Wow! I don’t even know that now a days, hand phone is so light (in weight), hand phone have so many functions. This have camera, record sound stuff like that. Ha! Ha! Got mom to teach me how to use it (you know, I am not very good at hand phone). Send 2 photos took by my hand phone to my mom’s hand phone. Just for fun, one is on my brother and sister and other one is just I, myself. Need to learn how to send it to computer; they don’t have any cable or something to let me connect to the computer. Someone teach me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Tomorrow activity is fully pack, in fact, they all crash together. Tomorrow have&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MT Oral exam at 2.15pm, CCA at 2.30PM, NAFA Test at 3.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. MT exam took about &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;hours, CCA until &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6pm&lt;/span&gt;. So how? How am I going to go for so many things at the same time? Luckily my CCA teacher is good enough to let me off. Just hope that can finish the exam faster…sometime wonder can the school use other days to do the NAFA, Exam, stuff like that. You see, Tuesday and Friday is &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“CCA days&lt;/span&gt;”. When they have something on, they don’t go to their CCA and when things like &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“SYF”,&lt;/span&gt; not all people present, how to work together like that? And the school wanted the CCA to get &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or something…*sigh* when will the school think for us of the time we have? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are human; we need rest from time to time….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I was quite embarrasses during &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Social Studies&lt;/span&gt; class. Before the lesson ends, the teacher called my name, I was packing my stuff and got a sock when I heard my name. So she read out the essay I wrote (luckily she didn’t read all due to the time) and she said it is a very well done work. Ha! Ha! Feel kind of weird feeling; I don’t know how to write essay answer yet she said it is well done. And she said she gave &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for that assignment (first time ever for essay answer). Ha! Ha! Just want to said this because I finally (I think) know how to write an essay answer. Just got to work hard on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Late now, tomorrow has so many things to do, wish me all the best…&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111202990988935916?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111202990988935916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111202990988935916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111202990988935916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111202990988935916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/busy.html' title='BUSY!!!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111186115828179790</id><published>2005-03-27T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T02:19:18.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YK back to post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YK back to blog. Look at the time now and YK, me can’t concentrate the Math homework I am doing now… It drives me crazy. Maybe I started to have a lot of concept not understand. I need help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought a lot of books yesterday in Popular. Went to Popular with family and I can’t just stop taking books. Spend the totally of $70+ and the receipt is as long as the length of an A4 size paper. Ha! Ha! I trying to buy some books to help me with my Math and try to find books that teach people who to answer source base question but I can’t find any. But never mind, maybe go to other bookstore and find next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked the science teacher windpipe and ears is connected. And the answer is YES! No wonder when you got flu or something and when you sallow something you will hear sound. And teacher said she thinks it is normal to have some ringing in my ears and it will recover soon after I got recover. But now I recover from sick (I guess so) and my ear just can’t stop ringing. Oh, someone just help me with the ear…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, SuperYK is me and me is SuperYK. I was thinking a series of YK like SuperYK, EvilYk things like that. I though of they are some other people having view on me. I reflect on myself and think what other people think about me and post it. Ha! Ha! Its like form of interview or something and also form of a plot or something. The Series of YK is hard to understand to other people because of me having badly in explaining. Do your understand by the way what SuperYK and etc trying to do? &lt;br /&gt; Ok, me have to continue with my math…. *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111186115828179790?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111186115828179790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111186115828179790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111186115828179790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111186115828179790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/yk-back-to-post.html' title='YK back to post...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111173861163872489</id><published>2005-03-25T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T16:16:51.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YK updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here is &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;SuperYK &lt;/span&gt;trying to give everyone the update of &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;YK&lt;/span&gt;’s life when he was not updating his blog for the pass few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;YK&lt;/span&gt; is seriously in sick. *But you still can see him with a normal look every time because he is trying to hide it* &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;YK&lt;/span&gt; did not do much work for the pass few days and was dieing to do more work during the long week ends. This morning, he wake up early the morning to do some stuff even though he gave up after doing quite a few but he did a &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;good try&lt;/span&gt;. And he went to the Student Meeting today and saw some &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;new faces&lt;/span&gt;. Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;YK&lt;/span&gt; learn quite a lot of thing for the pass few days. He didn’t forgot to keep learning to excel himself but &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;SuperYK&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; me, thinks that he learn stupid things. He learn how to SMS faster send SMS and how to use his cell phone (yes, he doesn’t even know how to use a cell phone even though it had with him for more than 2 year. And that cell phone is a super outdated version…) He also learn some physiological (My spelling correct?) about &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt; and stuff like that. &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;YK&lt;/span&gt; even have an idea on putting some cute picture on his school’s table because the book says laughter, cute stuff like baby photo do release stress. But will people laugh at him? Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;YK&lt;/span&gt; have a sleepless night. Yes, he did not sleep at all for the whole night on Tuesday (I think). Reason? Even him, himself doesn’t even know. He tried to sleep but he just can’t sleep with all the worries he have. &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;YK&lt;/span&gt;, maybe you should get &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sleeping pills&lt;/span&gt; from the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;YK &lt;/span&gt;got back his CA card or should I say &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TA (Term Assessment) card&lt;/span&gt;? Of course there is some &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED MARK&lt;/span&gt; due to his poor&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; math&lt;/span&gt; in secondary school and his misunderstanding of his &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt;. Luckily, his &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;humanities teacher&lt;/span&gt; did not submit the class marks on time. If not, you will see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 RED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MARKS and not 2&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;YK&lt;/span&gt; set a target that by the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;End Of The Year&lt;/span&gt;, all the result must not be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED MARK&lt;/span&gt;! He didn’t set it by &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Mid-Year&lt;/span&gt; because he know, he have the limit and he getting so sick to study. He does enjoy &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Social Studies&lt;/span&gt; by himself but not with teachers. For &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt;, he doesn’t like it at all and he have to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;“play”&lt;/span&gt; with it…Weird &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;YK&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Here I am, finish reporting &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;YK&lt;/span&gt; life. Thank you for reading. Remember to continue reading &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YK’s blog&lt;/span&gt; (should I said &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;YK times&lt;/span&gt;?) in future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; -Reported by SuperYK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111173861163872489?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111173861163872489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111173861163872489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111173861163872489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111173861163872489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/yk-updates.html' title='YK updates'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111141855590242913</id><published>2005-03-21T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T23:22:35.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 IN 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is a two in one post. Meaning there is two totally different topics in one entry blog. One is about my hearing and one is comforting myself today….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now I know why deaf people always got irritated so easily. Because now, I know my right ear left about &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;15 %&lt;/span&gt; hearing and my right ear every time have sound. Image a person can’t hear anything except those irritating sound from time to time. For the pass few days I try to ignore but today during the course, I can’t help it, I keep touching my right ear thinking something is stuck inside or something to cause this. And I don’t have the time to see the doctor. Do anyone have any idea how to stop the sound…it gets so &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;IRRITATING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now lets move to the next topic…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Today got back all the CA1 paper back (I think). Today got &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5 more marks&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;, thanks to that &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;summary&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Miss JC&lt;/span&gt; (Can I call you Miss JC in my blog next time?). If not I fail by &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1 mark&lt;/span&gt;! Now pass by 4 marks, I fail my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;biology&lt;/span&gt;, and my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2 humanities&lt;/span&gt;. I felt quite sad about it but for humanities, I don’t know how to answer the source base question, I do not have the skill. Maybe need to get some book about the skill on answering that &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Source Base Questions (SBQ)&lt;/span&gt;. On my way home, I was talking to myself (unbelievable right?). Trying to comfort myself. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“YK, at lease you tried your best and you did study. One failure does not mean forever fail. Just try to do much better next time. I already tried my best. If I didn’t do well this time, there is always a next time for me to try my BEST!” &lt;/span&gt;This is how I comfort. I know got a group of people (I think is a family) pointing at me because I talk to myself. But I don’t care, at home, I continue to comfort myself just prevent me from crying (yes, I do cry if I get bad result) and I read a book, issue by the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;“KENSHU ‘04”&lt;/span&gt; and there is something I like the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“A winner will not remain a winner forever if he/she does not constantly seek for improvement. Whereas, a loser may not be a loser forever if he/she consistently learn, practise and seek for improvement. He/she too can become a winner one day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ A winner must recognize that he/she is in such a position because there are other parties around.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The loser should also not feel very disappointed as he/she should learn to congratulate the winner and feel happy for them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Take another step forward positively to learn from the attributes of the winner and improve further.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A REAL winner is someone who does not give up easily!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I know I think I quote almost&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; 2&lt;/span&gt; pages of the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;“KENSHU ‘04”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;but I do really like the first Quote. And those quote make me feel that this time round I didn’t do well, I can learn what the Quote says and get better. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Consistently learn, practise and seek for improvement.”&lt;/span&gt; Most importantly, Don’t Give Up Easily! Ha! Ha! Need to get back to my work, have &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“FUN”&lt;/span&gt; in this brand new term, never know what will happen in the next 10 weeks or so. And also,&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Mid-Year Exam&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AROUND THE CONNER&lt;/span&gt;; about 7 week left so must study hard! But for me, all I want to say to me or apply to every one of you: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;“try, work hard, try your best, don’t give up.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111141855590242913?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111141855590242913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111141855590242913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111141855590242913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111141855590242913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/2-in-1.html' title='2 IN 1'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111133680278527132</id><published>2005-03-21T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T00:40:02.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>useless &amp; stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I think I am the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;most stupid, most useless&lt;/span&gt; person in the world. I know no one is perfect, but I always looking for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;. Perfect of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; I am doing, no matter it is work, studies, I always want to be perfect. I know one day I will die because of this but I really want to push myself to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;limit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I did not do well in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;English, Math, History, Social Studies, Biology&lt;/span&gt; and a lot of subjects. I do love those subjects but I just don’t understand or just can’t do well in written paper exam. For example today, I was trying very hard to do my CA1 Math test Correction. But I totally can’t do! Maybe as what someone in my class said, we can’t do the question in the test how are we going o do the correct without teacher guardians. But teacher said those questions we did before so we should know how to do but the problem is I don’t even know what the teacher is teaching! Please, someone just help me with this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am most useless person in the world! I am, I really am. I can help others to solve their problem but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; mine. Feeling so useless, can’t do anything when something happen. What kind a person I am? I can’t do this, can’t do that…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things to do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So the layout of the site will &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; change. I will make it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PERFACT&lt;/span&gt; before I change the layout. I really need something to be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PERFACT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ok, I need to wake up early in order to go to school, see you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111133680278527132?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111133680278527132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111133680278527132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111133680278527132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111133680278527132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/useless-stupid.html' title='useless &amp; stupid'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111126796516675047</id><published>2005-03-20T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T16:41:32.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY! Social Studies Mind Map completed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now time is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5am plus&lt;/span&gt; and I haven’t sleep yet! I was hurry finish up my Social Studies Mind map. Now left with history Mind Map and Math homework and that’s mean I finished my Social Studies Mind Map! Finished not too long ago (about 30 minutes ago…). Upload it to the Internet just wanted to share with all of you. Please click the link at the end of this post. I can’t believe that I made &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30 &lt;/span&gt;pages of mind map just on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 topics&lt;/span&gt;! I think this notes is the most memorable notes I ever made. This notes made me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sick, tired, sleepless night, made me happy, sad, and angry and etc.&lt;/span&gt; I can’t believe it, more than&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 2000 Minutes&lt;/span&gt; on this (I checked the file data), &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt; pages, I am just too happy! I though I am not going to finish it but I made it! I really made it! But will the teacher scold me? I know I am weird, finished my Social Studies Mind Map yet think of scolding but, I scared it is not the standard she want and want me to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REDO&lt;/span&gt;. Printed the mind map and stupid me, I didn’t print both side and I used &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt; sheet of paper. Agghhh…. Never mind, as long as I am happy. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The following song is composed by me…hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Person 1:&lt;br /&gt;School going to start,&lt;br /&gt;With all the stress.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to go to the school?&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t we stay at home and play?&lt;br /&gt;With all the joy we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 2:&lt;br /&gt;Reason is because you will get knowledge,&lt;br /&gt;Made friend learn moral value.&lt;br /&gt;Schooling is just part of the life,&lt;br /&gt;To learn the things you should learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 1:&lt;br /&gt;But stress, stress, stress, really make me mad&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t want this life.&lt;br /&gt;Exam, exam, test, test every time&lt;br /&gt;Really made me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 2:&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give yourself too much stress,&lt;br /&gt;Exam and test just want to know where you stand.&lt;br /&gt;Just give your best in your work&lt;br /&gt;Never give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both together:&lt;br /&gt;The school might really like a prison,&lt;br /&gt;But if we think other side of it,&lt;br /&gt;We might not think that bad,&lt;br /&gt;We might think the sun side,&lt;br /&gt;School is a place to learn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I know my song sound a bit…but Ha! Ha! This song just comes to my mind and I must take down. If not next time how am I going to recall all the song I thought of by myself. Ha! Ha! I really don’t know what exam and test for so just said “to know what you stand” and the movie “I am not stupid” said school like a prison so I include this in. Ha! Ha! But with the DC and etc, the school really looks like a prison to me. Please tell me what you think about this song, I know it really sound stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Time to sleep. Oh yah, before I forgot, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/tanyongkian/ssc2mm.pdf"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;if you want to take a look the mind map I did. You need&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=2766679/K=PDF/v=2/SID=w/l=WS1/R=1/SS=92897354/IPC=sg/SHE=0/H=1/SIG=128ksduhg/EXP=1111353928/*-http://www.adobe.com/products/acrobat/readstep2.html"&gt;Adobe Reader &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;in order to view it because it is in PDF format. Please just take a look at it and give your comment at the tag board. If found any mistake or something please inform me as soon as possible by tag at the tag board, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/tanyongkian/ssc2mm.pdf"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/tanyongkian/ssc2mm.pdf&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/8801682-111126796516675047?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111126796516675047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111126796516675047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111126796516675047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111126796516675047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/yay-social-studies-mind-map-completed.html' title='YAY! Social Studies Mind Map completed'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111117453350502251</id><published>2005-03-19T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T03:35:33.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dream....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Just forgive me for posting entry now, late at night. I just finish repair my computer (My dear wife). And it can still continue live about two to three months. Your may think I am computer “tutu”(stupid) but today I spend my morning and sleeping time trying to save her (I mean my computer) from dieing! Just hope that my computer will not die tomorrow when I want to finish up my Mind map. Thinking of repairing my computer because I need to on my computer for 3 to 6 time in order to use it! And image, my computer took about 20 min to load the computer, how much time wasted if I have to on it for 3 to 6 time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, yesterday something happen but I decided not to say it here and it already pass. Just hope things like that will not happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So now, go to the topic…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;from time to time, I always dream and hope that I have my very own domain name (e.g. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myname.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;www.myname.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;) and not something like (e.g. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hostname.com/myname"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;www.hostname.com/myname&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;) and etc. Ha! Ha! I even though of the name, it will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ykworkplace.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;www.ykworkplace.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;. Don’t ever apply that domain name, if not I will kill you… Just kidding. So at that website, it will have my blog, my work, my notes, not forgetting music station, whatever things I had done will upload that. Share with others free. I may also put something in the website just to get some money from it. At they’re also got my time planner and etc so one click led me to a lot of things. I even target my host, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hostfrontier.net&lt;/span&gt;; I find it a good and cheap hosting. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not even $50 per year&lt;/span&gt;. And also, it only for Singapore and Malaysia people, not for other country so it will be quite save.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;I know this will not happen. My parent wouldn’t allow me because they don’t know what is it. I know they will say it waste of money. But I have a plan, a way to led me to get my very own website….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First,&lt;/span&gt; save money to buy a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Window XP computer&lt;/span&gt;. Found one that cost $500+, now saved &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$120&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Second,&lt;/span&gt; learn how to use &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Photoshop professionally&lt;/span&gt; (spelling correct?). And design a website design for my very own dream website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Third,&lt;/span&gt; save money to host my domain and website hosting.&lt;br /&gt;After that I will ask permission and host it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By that time…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I should be 18 or 20 years old. Ha! Ha! Maybe someone buy that web hosting for me as my birthday present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ok, after saying what I dream for a very long time, I feeling better. this dream had kept inside my heart for a very long time just scare that people will laugh at it. But today, I made it by saying it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S:&lt;/span&gt; If &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miss J.C&lt;/span&gt; read this, can you please post at my tag board to answer the following question? Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Q:&lt;/span&gt; starting of the year you said there is a course for web designing, may I know is it still on? I mean will there be course about web designing? (just asking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111117453350502251?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111117453350502251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111117453350502251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111117453350502251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111117453350502251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-dream.html' title='I dream....'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111096474289932559</id><published>2005-03-16T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T17:19:02.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling better :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thanks everyone, I feeling much better now. In fact, 99% of my time yesterday was sleeping! Ha! Ha! Thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miss Chew&lt;/span&gt;, I don’t mind if you or anyone  “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;flooding&lt;/span&gt;” my tag-board. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Blog a bit early because I don’t think I can blog tonight. I am going back school at 7PM and need to be there at 7.30PM and will be back in school at 10:30PM. I really can’t wait what will happen to night. Still remember two years ago I were with two teachers and a group of people at night for a programme and at that very night, MOE said got “SARS Holiday” we all received SMS and etc about this but nobody believe even the teacher! So once our programme finish when we were walking to the bus, everyone calling to his or her friend and families about this news. He…he… wonder this time round got any surprise or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After a long rest yesterday, I should continue my normal life. If not my work really will not end and can’t rest on Sunday that will be my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LAST HOLIDAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Thinking of not completing my History homework and do it during next week from time to time. Because I find that doing a mind map is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT EASY&lt;/span&gt;! It took a lot of time and understanding of that topic. I have so many topic of Mind Map to do for both history and Social Studies and I left one topic for Social Studies that is “Reason for Separation”. And after counting, I think that topic will took me about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TWO DAYS&lt;/span&gt; to complete! Image my computer type three words wait 3 minutes. Really have to start thinking of buying a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; “wife” but I haven’t even started saving for my “wife fund” so how can I buy a new “wife”? Eh…and also Singapore Government NOT recommend people to get new wife so often like buying cloth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Sorry, just ignore what I said just now, the wife with me every time is totally different with the wife the Singapore Government talking about. Ha! Ha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh yea, thinking of changing the site layout on money, eh… I mean Monday. Still it is still about “sky” even though I was thinking of space this time round. Still sky, because sky is always blue to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111096474289932559?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111096474289932559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111096474289932559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111096474289932559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111096474289932559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/feeling-better.html' title='feeling better :)'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111082241489088795</id><published>2005-03-15T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T01:46:54.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to everyone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cough for the whole day. Can’t stop coughing, but I still have to finish my homework. Too much work until I am sick. I really wish my life will end soon so no worry about studies, exams, working and etc. I am just too tired of it! How many years I still have left? I started to lost hope on my life, my very own life, and my very own dream. Why? Because all my hard work’s result didn’t shown what I expected. I always hope that something will happen to change my life. I am really sick about my life and wanted to give up! But I keep tell myself not to. How long can I still hold myself from giving up? Please, someone just help me….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because the power of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gohonzon&lt;/span&gt;, he plan everything for me. Maybe he know I will get sick during holidays so let me start my homework without anybody tell me so. It just that I have a feeling to make my own mind map using computer before the exam. And when the teacher was giving us Holiday Assignment, I got a shock; I completed about 30% of it before teacher told us to do. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HE&lt;/span&gt; planned things for me. Really must thank &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;, and accompany me to walk my tough life through my years. To guide me through ways, thank you, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gohonzon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Suddenly have a feeling to thank everyone, every single one of you, to walk with me of my non-straight life road. Giving me the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt;, I think I just can’t live until now without your support. Everyone play a part in my life no matter who you are. My boss, my teacher, my classmate, my camp leader and etc. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;you play a part in my life!&lt;/span&gt; Still remember few years ago, I take the knife wanted to kill myself, wanted to jump off the building but because of your, your stop me from doing that. But also not forgetting the people I must thank the most, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my mom&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my dad&lt;/span&gt; who forgive me every time I did something wrong. And also, &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Miss Chew&lt;/span&gt;, you maybe the first teacher who let me part a part in the class. You let me be the English rap, something I never done in my whole life before. It maybe just a small role in the class, but you gives me the chance, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I think I should stop here if not I can’t stop the tears rolling down from my eyes. Your may wonder &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;“YK think of killing himself. It not looks like YK character”&lt;/span&gt; but it happen a few years ago, a time when I feeling very low, hardship in my life. People who walk with me in my life know about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Time change people, but time just can’t wash away the memory of the hard time… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111082241489088795?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111082241489088795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111082241489088795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111082241489088795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111082241489088795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/thanks-to-everyone.html' title='Thanks to everyone...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111064551101092998</id><published>2005-03-12T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T00:41:53.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A short and sweet post</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A lot of things to said yet little time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall make this post a short and sweet post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Miss Jeanette Chew&lt;/span&gt;! Hope you are happy for your rest of your life! He… he… cerebrate her birthday in class yesterday. Hope that gave her a surprise and happy with her birthday this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Some of my CA1 exam result had given to me last min! I fail my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt; and I am so worry about that! And also, my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;, got &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;B3&lt;/span&gt;…. left a few marks to A2…I need A1! So, have to push a bit. Lastly, got back my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Account paper&lt;/span&gt;. It is not what I expected! I expected to do better than thing. I got 3rd in class and score &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;57/80&lt;/span&gt;. Got &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A2&lt;/span&gt; for that. *Sight*. When to the bookstore buy some &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;math book&lt;/span&gt; for practice, some notes book to read… just to make sure I understand &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;every single thing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I know I am going to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fail &lt;/span&gt;very badly my History, Biology and Social Studies for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SURE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I think now being a Sec teacher is so easy. The Humanities teacher wants us during holidays make our own notes. For history, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;notes to make and social studies &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; notes to make. How am I going to finish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And also, the teacher will let the student to teach the class…hopefully her “project” of letting us teach will let us understand the topic well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Got to return to school on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.30PM&lt;/span&gt;! Yes, during night. Got so many things undone yet so how am I going to go back to school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;36 &lt;/span&gt;things on my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TO DO LIST&lt;/span&gt;. Got to complete them within &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So many things undone, yet little time to complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111064551101092998?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111064551101092998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111064551101092998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111064551101092998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111064551101092998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/short-and-sweet-post.html' title='A short and sweet post'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111059824869208402</id><published>2005-03-12T11:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T11:30:48.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gnn</title><content type='html'>ndfndndf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111059824869208402?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111059824869208402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111059824869208402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111059824869208402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111059824869208402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/gnn.html' title='gnn'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-111059818280584191</id><published>2005-03-12T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T11:29:42.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-111059818280584191?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/111059818280584191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=111059818280584191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111059818280584191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/111059818280584191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/test.html' title=''/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110999062276258900</id><published>2005-03-05T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T10:43:42.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School...</title><content type='html'>Too long never blog but why, something keeps stopping me to blog. Now, I got a lot of things to said but chose to keep inside my heart. Our school like “change density, change century” everything change CA1 is coming next week! System change, DC change, almost everything change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to do badly in my 2 science subjects, 2 humiliate subject. Reason is because I totally have no idea what the teacher is talking about and also, the teacher had told us that the exam is not easy! I really want to do well in my exams to prove to others I can do it. People think I can’t study, can’t teach but I keep proving to them that they are wrong. I am really tired of this, but I have to continue no matter I am sick or healthy, rich or poor, happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a few things this week that brighten my day!1. Taught 2 people POA yesterday to let THEM have a better understanding of it because they totally have no idea what was happening about. At least now they can do their homework.2.Finish my POA chapter 3 notes yesterday! This should be done last week but last night then finish.3. Went for check-up for my treatment and have a great improvement, need to go back after 8 weeks, I waited for 4 hours just to see that doctor!5. Finish 18 reports in one day! Each report has more than 20 pages. Eh…I didn’t ate my lunch and dinner because of this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And last by not least, I didn’t realise that my English teacher is still visiting my blog! That means she knows about the letter…never mind, let don’t let this to be a problem in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110999062276258900?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110999062276258900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110999062276258900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110999062276258900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110999062276258900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/school.html' title='School...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110967678402666492</id><published>2005-03-01T06:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T19:33:04.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good morning everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Good morning everyone! I guess this is my very first time post entry in the morning. Ha! Ha! Just went for bath and get ready for school, I still got report to do for the meeting. But luckily Sam will also make one copy of his for me and I just need to change here and there. Yesterday told the Chinese teacher about the comic thing and told her about the comic content and she said “good, response of the school rules.”  But I was thinking that she is OK with it but the school, DM, OM, might not ok with it! You know, latter they saw it and me would get into their trouble again; I think I will give up everything! Ha! Ha! Just kidding, how I give up everything when I come to this point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of signing up for PAYPAL but I read word by word of their terms and saw that people under 18 cannot sign up. I was dieing to have one account there so that I can transfer my account here and there. Oh, should I just sign up like this? Maybe have to email them to ask them about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ready for school, today will be a tired, boring day for me.&lt;br /&gt; (I will upload the comic at night.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110967678402666492?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110967678402666492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110967678402666492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110967678402666492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110967678402666492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/03/good-morning-everyone.html' title='Good morning everyone!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110953100951265736</id><published>2005-02-28T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T03:03:29.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For sunday not Monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It’s already 3 am! What am I still doing? LOL. While, I just finish something and left 2. Maybe tomorrow wake up and do? I am really tired. Wake up at 7 and at 10 got student meeting. Never go for that meeting for months so must go for “updates” if not like today, people said something I sure don’t understand. Ha! Ha! Meeting ends at 12 plus and back homes at 2 plus because the taxi driver drives me to eat and go to her house to take CPU. Eh… that taxi driver I know her. She drives few of us back from meeting. Good right? Free taxi trip. Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So many thing to do, so many thing haven’t complete, so less thing done. What will happen to my life next? THEY will have their 1 to 10-addition Math test tomorrow. Just hope that they will not make any careless mistake, count properly and don’t look at the sky after they finish. I keep asking them to check their paper but feedback from their teacher is after they finish, they didn’t check. I haven’t taught them the skill of checking due of time. Just hope that someone will help them tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Finally! I just finish my Chinese Comic for the school thing. *Sigh* Spend so much time on it. You see, I don’t read comic and they want me to draw comic so it isn’t an easy task for me at all and my “boy” in the comic so funny. His hand like, no finger because I keep trying draw the finger and it ended up the hand look like the bird wing. No choice, Art is super bad. Ha! Ha! (Laugh at myself…)  Due to the time, I have no time to upload…maybe tomorrow I upload and show it to your. Happy nights! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110953100951265736?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110953100951265736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110953100951265736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110953100951265736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110953100951265736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/for-sunday-not-monday.html' title='For sunday not Monday...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110935206078229476</id><published>2005-02-25T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T12:20:56.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today even I am sick, I still have to teach. Some how, those parents can see that I am sick and ask me should today lesson cancel and have a make up lesson next week so that I can rest today. But I still have so many things to cover so I said no. Today all four bring their monthly test (1) back. I look at it, all passed! Some are careless, some because I haven’t taught them the skill but at lease some of them got full marks for the test. I feel so proud for them. At least they from don’t know anything to know something to apply it in their study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not just study, and also experience. Today because of lost of voice, I try something new on them. I make them teach each other what they know form the starting of their real school life until now. I make them as a “super young” teacher. Things work out very great, they got to know something that they don’t know from others. I just want them to have experience in telling other to train their speaking skill and also, let them have that “feeling” to learn and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When those parents come back and pick them, some make Chinese tea for me, some even cook something for me and they said it good for coughing. Thanks to them, I still keep the bottle of Chinese Tea with me, just beside me. Looking at it, bring a smile on my face.&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/8801682-110935206078229476?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110935206078229476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110935206078229476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110935206078229476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110935206078229476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110924880225270779</id><published>2005-02-24T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T01:19:03.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying Without Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;New song in the music station! it can be found at the last music of music station, ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Flying Without Wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Everybody's looking for a something&lt;br /&gt;One thing that makes it all complete&lt;br /&gt;You'll find it in the strangest places&lt;br /&gt;Places you never knew it could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some find it in the face of their children&lt;br /&gt;Some find it in their lover's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Who can deny the joy it brings&lt;br /&gt;When you've found that special thing&lt;br /&gt;You're flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some find it sharing every morning&lt;br /&gt;Some in their solitary lives&lt;br /&gt;You'll find it in the words of others&lt;br /&gt;A simple line can make you laugh or cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find it in the deepest friendship&lt;br /&gt;The kind you cherish all your life&lt;br /&gt;And when you know how much it means&lt;br /&gt;You've found that special thing&lt;br /&gt;You're flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, impossible as it may seem&lt;br /&gt;You've got to fight for every dream&lt;br /&gt;Cos who's to know which one you let go&lt;br /&gt;Would have made you complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for me it's waking up beside you&lt;br /&gt;To watch the sunrise on your face&lt;br /&gt;To know that I can say I love you&lt;br /&gt;In any given time or place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's little things that only I know&lt;br /&gt;Those are the things that make you mine&lt;br /&gt;And it's like flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;Cos you're my special thing&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this place I long to be&lt;br /&gt;You'll be where it ends&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;And that's the joy you bring&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying without wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Enjoy!&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/8801682-110924880225270779?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110924880225270779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110924880225270779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110924880225270779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110924880225270779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/flying-without-wings.html' title='Flying Without Wings'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110917875929840390</id><published>2005-02-23T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T01:12:39.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick with blood!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fall sick today. In the morning after I woke up, I start to cough but I think it just small matter so I don’t even to bother to do any action. I even ate cold stuff in school that couldn’t be done when you are “in” cough. In the afternoon, I start to lost my voice and cough non stop. But I couldn’t rest yet! I still have much stuff to do, plan my lesson but I was so sick that I gave up planning the lesson and went to take a short nap. About eight PM, I woke up to have my dinner. I know I can’t eat much food because I am too sick, my windpipe, chest, gastric were hurting me so I just took rice with some plain soup. Worst thing was that I cough blood! My mom was so worry that she wants to send me to the hospital but I stopped her from doing that. Save money, money hard to earn. Ha! Ha! Just made a Chinese cooling tea for myself trying to control it. Feeling better now. But I think I will still lost my voice tomorrow. As your know, tomorrow they will have spelling and those little devils will keep saying “huh?” when I shouted and repeat the word so many times. Just hopefully tomorrow they won’t do that to me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Got to rest now and prepare for lesson tomorrow, work never end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110917875929840390?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110917875929840390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110917875929840390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110917875929840390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110917875929840390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/sick-with-blood.html' title='Sick with blood!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110914647190474517</id><published>2005-02-22T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T16:15:23.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fire!!!! Ha! Ha! Today in the afternoon when I was in the school AVA room, someone told us that a land near our school got fire due to hot weather! When I went our just to be “busybody”, the burning smell caused me to cough and cough and cough until now. That Vacant Land was just about 500 meters from my house. In my room, I can see the fire clear. About four-football field burn, maybe overseas people things it is not big enough, but to me it is really big! When I got home, the stupid smell found in my room because of wind. Even though I closed my window, somehow in came in and my room have the “most” smell of it. Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110914647190474517?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110914647190474517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110914647190474517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110914647190474517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110914647190474517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/fire.html' title='Fire!!!!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110914611227550496</id><published>2005-02-21T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T16:08:59.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YK Life Project &amp; that M?E LETTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Today start to plan the second half of the year goal and things to do and I put website (blog) as one of the life project too. Maybe you don’t know, in my life, I always make my own project and I call it “YK Life Project”. The project will lead me to the goals I want in my. Funny eh? But I find it very good after third or fourth time in my life your may ask why spend so much time on those stupid things but I don’t find it at all. Without this Life Project, maybe you might find my in boys home or maybe as a graveyard man. I need to guide all by myself to my goals I want in my life. I still have a long way to go, need to do a lot of planning right? Ha! Ha! In the project, I also include to have my own company. I was thinking of sole proprietorship. Sole Proprietorship is a one-man business, owned and managed by one person. And also, I was thinking of the company is a non-profit company. Remember one of my working principles? Think of the Experience you will get in the work and not the money you get from it. Your may said work then don’t care about the money then will die! Well, money can’t buy anything! It can’t buy love, feeling and etc. Sometime being a super poor person is happy because you have no worries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Talk too much of the project eh? So lets move on to that “letter”. Today somehow during lesson, people start to talk about that “letter”. And I can see the teacher is wondering who is the hell of the person who sends that “letter” last year to M?E (guess yourself). Ha! Ha! And things flash back in my mind. I know HE keeps telling me to forget about it but somehow when people talk about it. Ok, latter that PERSON saw it and start to nag at me again to forget about it and want me to see doctor…Ha! Ha! (Small problem, not big deal ok?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S: I found back my calculation!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110914611227550496?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110914611227550496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110914611227550496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110914611227550496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110914611227550496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/yk-life-project-that-me-letter.html' title='YK Life Project &amp; that M?E LETTER'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110892283923755181</id><published>2005-02-21T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T02:07:19.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just finish everything was given this week. (Finally!!!) I am so tired now and wish to now jump on my bed to sleep yet thinking of post an entry for the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward of the next morning. A new week for me, there will be more work waiting for me. Sometime thinking of give up because I got too much things to do ended up to be so stress but luckily I have a wonderful mother who always support me whatever I am doing. When I am thinking of giving up, she will ask me not to and try to play online games etc with me. Even though sometime we sometimes not happy with each other but soon thing will resolve. What a wonderful mother, where else I can find it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finish typing “reflection of the class” and write the whole thing down on a piece of paper. I just can express what am I thinking. It just can’t express on paper. I have a lot of things to said yet I can’t write it on the paper and I think whatever I wrote got nothing to do with the reflection. Maybe I was too tried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Ok, I need to go and sleep. If not tomorrow you can see a panda walking around in front of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110892283923755181?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110892283923755181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110892283923755181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110892283923755181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110892283923755181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/work_21.html' title='Work'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110877428543827159</id><published>2005-02-18T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T08:52:32.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calculator, bank</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ha! Ha! Got a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new calculator&lt;/span&gt; yesterday however, I lost it today. I have totally no idea who took it and when did it lost and where did it lost. The last seen was this morning or is it last night. I am not too sure about it. Going to ask around about my Calculator. Cost me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$18&lt;/span&gt;!!! Only use onetime, one day, *sight* if only I am alert enough, I might know my calculator is lost faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went to bank today and I was got so annoy by the people there. I said whatever I want and they talked so much. As your know last year my bank account got hack so now I am opening other account for other use and only I can withdraw the money by my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thumbprint&lt;/span&gt;. So if you want to take my money, just chop off my thumb. Ha! Ha! And the person who serve me keep on talking and talking and talking none stop and I also don’t know what she is talking about. Maybe she was talking about interest or something. Finally everything was done. Now move on to the next step to…eh…it’s a secret. Only God knows, I know, bank knows and the people should know knows. Ha! Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110877428543827159?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110877428543827159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110877428543827159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110877428543827159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110877428543827159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/calculator-bank.html' title='calculator, bank'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110877308217603735</id><published>2005-02-17T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T08:35:41.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term One Of Job Working Experience 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Now start preparing or the necessary things I need to prepare for my “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Term One Of Job Working Experience 2005&lt;/span&gt;”. As you can see the super long name, it is about going to work to get other kind of working Experience from other job. This term, I am going to do something I had did before last year but now in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;different position&lt;/span&gt;. Ha! Ha! Already confirm that one “company” is asking me to be part of it or should I say I already started. Other “company” not confirm yet, still waiting for reply. Luckily this is only about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 days&lt;/span&gt; so it won’t greatly affect my other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110877308217603735?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110877308217603735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110877308217603735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110877308217603735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110877308217603735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/term-one-of-job-working-experience.html' title='Term One Of Job Working Experience 2005'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110849045388364108</id><published>2005-02-16T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T02:08:27.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine’s Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I don’t wish to say it but Happy Valentine’s Day! Luckily this year no one give present so which mean other one ear of “save” from love. Ha! Ha! You see I am dieing not to fallen in love in any case. Mrs Kavitha, the Chemistry and Biology teacher, brought a song for us call “&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I Hope You Dance&lt;/span&gt;” and in the lyrics she printed for us, at the top there is a small note that says “&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dear students, Thank you for rekindling my passion for teaching. Have a fabulous Valentines’ Day. With luv Mrs Kavitha Roshan&lt;/span&gt;” Ha! Ha! I got Dave to make a copy of that song for me because I find the song quite nice. The teacher said that she like a part that she want to tell us in the song that is, “&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance, Never settle for the path of least resistance.&lt;/span&gt;” Until now still don’t understand the meaning of it. Anyone care to tag at the board to explain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam was so funny on Valentine’s Day. There were the total of &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;13 &lt;/span&gt;girls giving him letter, gift and etc on that day! One of the gifts is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;one huge big bear&lt;/span&gt; that he had no choice to carry it around on the street because it can’t fit on any bag he was carrying. In the end, he had to take cab home if not people will laugh at him in the bus. Ha! Ha! I was quite embarrass when he want to give me one of his gifts to me. It is a small box of “brown colour thing which eatable and everyone love it!” Ha! Ha! It cost over $600+ outside because I saw it before just few weeks ago and only one shop in Singapore selling “that” in their own name. In the end I still return to him by outing inside his bag secretly…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It’s getting late now (or in fact it is late now), long post about Valentine’s Day. Got to help someone of something now. Tomorrow I still have lesson to attend so goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sam send this to be on Valentine's Day so I think I should post it. It found on web (I think) so happy reading the Chinese "poem":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;如果這是最好的結局 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;為何我還忘不了你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;時間改變了我們 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;告別了單純 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;如果重逢也無法繼續 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;失去才算是永恆&lt;br /&gt;懲罰我的認真 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;是我太過天真 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;難道 我就這樣過我的一生&lt;br /&gt;我的吻 註定吻不到最愛的人 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;為你等 從一開始 盼到現在 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;也同樣 落得不可能 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;難道 愛情可以轉交給別人 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;但命運註定留不住我愛的人 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我不能 我怎麼會 願意承認 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;你是我 不該愛的人 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;如果再見是為了再分 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;失去才算是永恆 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;已死心的記憶 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;為何還要再生 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;難道 我就這樣過我的一生 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我的吻 註定吻不到最愛的人 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;為你等 從一開始 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;盼到現在 也同樣 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;落得不可能 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;難道 愛情可以轉交給別人&lt;br /&gt;但命運註定留不住我愛的人 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我不能 我怎麼會 願意承認&lt;br /&gt;你是我 愛錯了的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110849045388364108?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110849045388364108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110849045388364108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110849045388364108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110849045388364108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine’s Day'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110822521008648034</id><published>2005-02-12T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T00:03:50.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year &amp; Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;大家应该在这个喜庆的佳节里，&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;多多积点口德也多说一些吉祥话。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我在此恭祝各界，&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;新年快乐，&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;万事如意，&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;财源广进，&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;国泰民安，&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;风调雨顺。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;希望乙酉年会是个豐收年。愿你生活&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;鸡&lt;/span&gt;极向上，&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;能把握每个发财的&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;鸡&lt;/span&gt;会，&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;把&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;鸡&lt;/span&gt;肤保养得青春焕发，&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;事业生&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;鸡&lt;/span&gt;勃勃，&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;要记得多买你的手&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;鸡&lt;/span&gt;号码喔！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ha! Ha! Ha! Ok, I shall stop my “funny Chinese”. Can your image that I had think for more than one hour just to come out with the above Chinese New Year Greeting? When to the Internet and search all over the place and came up with this (eh… I mean put all the things I found all together) Ha! Ha! But must remember to buy your hand phone number and those girls, take care of your skin, Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Now must start thinking next year &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Chinese New Year Gift”&lt;/span&gt; must give what. This year I only give to some girls and other not happy and guys said I only give things to girls and didn’t give it to them, not fair and etc. But to me, it is a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG PROBLEM&lt;/span&gt; for me to give everyone New Year gift. I give “red packet” and New Year gift and not even one-person give me anything and not everyone give me red packet. This year only got 8 red packet got the total of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$70&lt;/span&gt; and my sister and brother got 56 red packet got over &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thousand each&lt;/span&gt;! See, we go to the same house but people didn’t give me red packet. And me, give red packet because just to feel how fun it is what giving red packet. Ha! Ha! I only give some of the kids not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;There is something I don’t know should I be angry, happy or crying. Someone though I am married. I was like “eh, they want to make up story so they no need to give red packet?” but I just said, “No, I didn’t get my first love yet so how can I can get married?” but in the end they still didn’t give red packet to me. &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Should I be angry because I feel insulted? Or should I be happy because they thought I got “girlfriend”? Or should I be crying because I don’t have a “girlfriend” at all before!&lt;/span&gt; Sam said that I now regret but I just want to say, I am not regretting what I had done to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt; for the pass few years. I came out with lots of tricks and etc to let &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hate me and forget me&lt;/span&gt;. I just don’t think that I am not the age of finding love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I just want to concentrate on my study, work that I have to achieve what I want in my future.&lt;/span&gt; And also…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am a man, who doesn’t know what is love. So how can be a man who doesn’t know what is love fallen in love and be in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, a bit off topic eh? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just don’t feel the Chinese New Year anymore! I wonder why? Maybe I was too busy doing my own stuff or I just getting too old until I don’t have that feeling I used to have before. I didn’t really go for Chinese New Year. Not even that, Christmas, or whatever special day we have, I am not going for it. I didn’t spend it with anyone even my family. I just have to continue whatever I have on my hand. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am trying hard, in order to get what I want&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/8801682-110822521008648034?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110822521008648034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110822521008648034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110822521008648034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110822521008648034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/chinese-new-year-love.html' title='Chinese New Year &amp; Love'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110803215481212105</id><published>2005-02-10T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T18:42:34.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Evanescence - My Immortal -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I got that "MIDI" in the Music Station and now we go the SONG in the Music Station!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm so tired of being here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Suppressed by all my childish fears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And if you have to leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wish that you would just leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'Cause your presence still lingers here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And it won't leave me alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This pain is just too real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And I held your hand through all of these years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But you still have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;All of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You used to captivate me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;By your resonating life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now I'm bound by the life you've left behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Your face it haunts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My once pleasant dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Your voice it chased away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;All the sanity in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But though you're still with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I've been alone all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110803215481212105?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110803215481212105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110803215481212105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110803215481212105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110803215481212105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/evanescence-my-immortal.html' title='- Evanescence - My Immortal -'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110778867666886313</id><published>2005-02-07T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T23:08:15.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helped up in Chinese New Year Concert &amp; Chinese New Year Songs for YOUR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Come back from school late because help out in the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chinese New Year Concert&lt;/span&gt;. Ha! Ha! I got a lot of “gift” because helping up but not too well to say it out only a few people know about it. Have a very hard time with the Chinese teacher putting the read paper on the table for tomorrow “writing section”. I mean people will go up to stage and write word with brush. Ha! Ha! Your never know that just three table and put the red paper took more than &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;four hours&lt;/span&gt;! Its not a easy task, you have to make sure that no air is between the paper and table (if not, not nice) then have to fold it to fix the size of table and use “tape” to stick the paper on the table. I used to be one-person work but Chinese teacher come to the hall and help me with it. If not, I don’t know when will I finish it as it is my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;first time&lt;/span&gt; doing this thing and I am not sure of anything. I don’t dare to stick it yet if not things cannot undo and I create more trouble but Chinese teacher said I done a great job! Ha! Ha! Then together the teacher and I stick the paper and table together and it finish about 5 plus. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;While every effort have put in into this but tomorrow after they use, one hand and tear it off and throw into dustbin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So make something is hard but destroys something is easy eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Heard this song and I want to “give” it to all the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;JYSS staff, non-staff, student and PC- Friend and people like ruifang, yufeng they both helped me a lot to regain my faith and xinyu, Xinyun &lt;/span&gt;know them as soon as I reached Tampines, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;family and NH members etc&lt;/span&gt;. It call &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;新年来做客&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and by &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;四千金&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They have a sweet voice right? I guess so, they really have the kind of girl’s sweet voice and I like it! Ha! Ha! If only they are near me, I will  to die to be their boyfriend, just kidding. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh yah, it just found at the Music Station, last song of it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110778867666886313?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110778867666886313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110778867666886313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110778867666886313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110778867666886313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/helped-up-in-chinese-new-year-concert.html' title='Helped up in Chinese New Year Concert &amp; Chinese New Year Songs for YOUR!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110753674455924200</id><published>2005-02-05T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T01:08:17.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger Beer - East West Horosopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Went to &lt;a href="http://www.tigerbeer.us/horoscope/"&gt;http://www.tigerbeer.us/horoscope/&lt;/a&gt; to do this East West Horosopes. Some how I think it is true as what is happeing now to me they are stated. Ha! Ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You aren't content to take life at face value; you want to know the "how" and "why" of things. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finding solutions to persistent problems gives you great satisfaction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. The year you were born, balloon angioplasty was developed to treat coronary heart disease. Such a breakthrough is characteristic of your own thinking. You often use unconventional methods to get around age-old dilemmas. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serious work of an intellectual nature appeals to you most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. You'd make an excellent scientist, surgeon, or lawyer. It may take several years before you reach the pinnacle of your career, but that won't bother you. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're not afraid of hard work, especially if it is performed for a great purpose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. A knack for problem-solving could also draw you to a career in government, research, or repairs. So long as you're exercising your brain, your work will be rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably enjoy spending time with friends one-on-one. Big crowds make you uneasy and nervous. Consequently, quiet, reflective people suit you best. Taureans, Librans, Scorpios, and Pisceans put you at ease. Romantically, you need a dreamy, artistic partner with a strong spiritual streak. You like to baby your beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest challenge is to find work that draws upon your considerable intellect. It may be necessary to change jobs throughout the course of your life as a means to find constant stimulation. &lt;em&gt;Your biggest strength is your creativity (They said me I am creativity!!! Ha! Ha! Ha!)&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always look for a new way of doing things; you're too inventive to stick to the tried-and-true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profoundly romantic, you are destined to have a rich love life. You are willing to go out on a limb to attract the object of your affection. Love has a transformative effect on you; folks can always tell when there is someone special in your life. If you aren't in a relationship, channel your energy into artistic pursuits. You are probably a great writer and could have great success with crafting dark, brooding stories. Restoring antiques and playing chess are also good ways for you to expend your creative energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wow! Some how I belive! I really belive in it! Ha! ha! Maybe Tiger Beer no need sell beer just tell people what they will happen and collect some money. Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110753674455924200?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110753674455924200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110753674455924200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110753674455924200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110753674455924200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/tiger-beer-east-west-horosopes.html' title='Tiger Beer - East West Horosopes'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110753335250781396</id><published>2005-02-04T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T00:09:12.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye &amp; illness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally Friday lesson had ended and here comes my weekend! I am tried, too tried in this week. I am planning to do lots of things in weekends but I wonder can I complete it or not. Just hope that I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;People who saw me this afternoon or latter can see that my eye become smaller and I didn’t wear my spec. Reason is because I am wearing back to contact lens again and I think is because of long period of not sleeping, my left eye are hurting. I think it will recover soon if not really have to see the doctor. By the way, this time round I use less than 1 min to put on the contact lens. Remember the first time I wear? I spend over 2 hours in the toile just to put the contact lens but fail and because I need to rush to the school I gave up? Ha! Ha! I finally successfully put the contact lens in less than one min!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday went back to the doctor for check up and the doctor change some medicine and add more medicine. I have to go back for check up again after three weeks and she will change medicine again. I just can’t wait for me to recover from this “illness” but the doctor said the treatment has a lot of stages and I am only in stage one. Total of over 20 stages and I am only in stage one! I need to wait over one year to be 90% recover. Other 10% is life long-term treatment that takes a long period of time. I just can’t wait. I just wish that I have a knife and kill myself so I don’t “suffer” from this “illness”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110753335250781396?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110753335250781396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110753335250781396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110753335250781396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110753335250781396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/eye-illness.html' title='Eye &amp; illness'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110751049238642046</id><published>2005-02-03T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T00:09:47.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Spending my time thinking what to write for “Friendship”. I don’t really understand what the teacher wants. Is it writing a story about “Friendship” or write the meaning of friendship. So I “put a bet” and write a story about “Friendship”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Sam, can you lend me some money for my business?” John said it to Sam in a low voice at the coffee shop. “Please, just lend me about ten thousand and I promises you I will return the money to you. My business is losing money and I need it to pay all my credit on my business if not I will have to close my business.” Pleaded John when Sam was thinking to lend him money again to save his business. “I had lend you over fifty thousand for your business and you said you will return me the money but after two years, you still did not return my money and still ask for more!” Sam shouted angrily and people who were at the coffee shop looking at him so he started to be claim. “I do not have ten thousand to lend you. I almost lend you all my life saving.” Said Sam while trying to avoid John. “Just lend whatever left in your bank. When I make profit, I promise I will return the money I own from you and not only that, I will share the profit with you.” Said John while trying to sit closer to Sam. “I shall lend you another five thousand but please, promise me that you will return me the money as soon as possible. As you know, I lost my jobs and my family need money so…” John suddenly start talking to cut what Sam is talking. “Alright, alright, I promise you. Don’t you believe me when we have over ten years of friendship? Just go to the bank now and take the money for me now. I need the money now and now means now!” John voice getting louder and louder without thinking what will people thinks of him and as if Sam own him money when he is the one who own Sam money. They both make their way to the bank and Sam lends John five thousand dollars in cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months latter, Sam had owned lots of bills and he still cannot find a job to support his family. Latter on, he also found out that John did not use the money he lend on business but on the gamble table. Sam was really angry about it and one night, he went to John house and asked him to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam asked John to return him the money he lends at this very second. However, John did not care what Sam was saying because he lost all the money just now and he totally no mood to talk about this money issues anymore. “Can you just stop it? Did you find yourself every irritating? Almost everyday call me to return you your money. You did not feel tried, but I feel so tried after hearing the same old thing again and again!” shouted John. “ I know you did not use the money for business. You ended your business few years ago. Why you lied to me? Why? I truest you so much as we have over ten years of friendship but you, made me so disappointed” said Sam while John is still continue ignored Sam. “Can you just shut up? I am now thinking how to earn my money back from gamble.” Said John. Sam just can’t believe his eyes that his friend for over ten year had turn into this. Sam tries to talk to John but when he got nearer to John, he used a fruit knife found on the table to stab him. While stabbing Sam, John shouted “Why you have to keep telling my to return you your money? If I kill you, I forever no need to return you your money! Kill you! Kill you!” After thirteen stabs, John realised what he is doing and he dropped the knife and the man tears roll down from John eyes. “I am really sorry. I should not do this to you. After all our ten years of friendship. I am so sorry…” however, Sam did not heard it because his last breathing before John realised what he is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship cannot be measure but one mistake can lose over tens years of friendship forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ha! Ha! Story over the words limit again. I must really think of a way to stop writing over the word limit. By the way &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; cry when I gave her this story to read. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; said is a sad story but I read it again and again but I don’t find it sad at all. Eh…maybe girl are just too emotional? Ha! Ha! I am really sure or maybe I just don’t feel sad when there is sad part? I think the problem is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt; who always cry and cry and cry. Ha! Ha! Just kidding…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110751049238642046?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110751049238642046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110751049238642046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110751049238642046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110751049238642046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/friendship.html' title='Friendship '/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110727296952918428</id><published>2005-02-01T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T23:49:29.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I think some of them from my class are supered clever. Ha! Ha! The English teacher went for course and she assign one English paper 2 for us to do for the 3 days she is not around and said “don’t tell me you can’t finish because it given 3 hours for you to do…” but I think she no need to said that because, some of them finish before today lesson. I mean they complete some at home. Clever eh? 6 period of free lesson of the 3 days English lesson and they can do their other subject homework and etc. but today relief teacher give them compo to do! Ha! Ha! So some of them didn’t own up that they finish their work. Other group of clever people eh? For me, I have to ask other people meaning and etc because they complete their work and I haven’t even started! Ha! Ha! Should I do it as homework also? Maybe not, because I don’t want to write compo everyday with the topic I don’t know what to write about it as in a compo that never be marked. But I just left with a few question and a summary. What should I do? Maybe I do the question and plan the summary and the third day I write summary. That’s it! Ha! Ha! I really use 3 hours to do this English paper 2…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110727296952918428?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110727296952918428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110727296952918428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110727296952918428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110727296952918428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/english.html' title='English'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110719694680159131</id><published>2005-02-01T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T02:42:26.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ha! Ha! Look at the time now and I am still awake. Well, I am not planning to sleep for tonight. I just have tons of things to do today. One whole pile of things for me to do that I don’t think I can finish if I sleep today. So I must keep working, work none stop, work until my “eclectic cell” dies…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today someone call me alien. Just because I don’t have the same hobby as what most other young people have like shopping, hang out with friends and etc. Nobody understand me, they need to get know me first before they “scold” me. It didn’t really hurt my heart or something. I am GET use to it. Sometimes people ask me why I love to work none stop. They said work is just part of the life and I need to find out the rest of the part of my life. Well, I just love to work. Just like people like your like to watch movie, hang out with friends and etc. Every time when I finish something, I feel happy and that feeling just can’t describe by words. I took each work as a “stunt”. When I have no work to do, I feel so uneasy. I have to work none stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On other hand, I feel tried. Really tried of this kind of life. Sometime I really wish that I could give up all the work I have and just leave them alone. Let the other to scold me, beat me to death for not completing the work but I just found that I couldn’t. please, why the heaven want to play this kind of trick to me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110719694680159131?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110719694680159131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110719694680159131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110719694680159131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110719694680159131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/02/work.html' title='Work...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110701420795880680</id><published>2005-01-29T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T23:56:47.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For the benefit of someone, I spent my night finding the song “I Dream” by the “Singapore Idol”. Until now I still don’t understand why so many people are mad about Singapore Idol. Ha! Ha! Maybe I am not a fan of anything. Oh well, I think “I Dream” by the “Singapore Idol” should found at the music menu soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Since I have the song “I Dream” by the “Singapore Idol”, I will think of a few words of my own dream…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I dream, I dream, to write a play for the school-performing Group.&lt;br /&gt;I dream, I dream, to be editor of my very own newsletter.&lt;br /&gt;I dream, I dream, to maintain my life in a peaceful way.&lt;br /&gt;I dream, I dream, to be a normal guy for my life&lt;br /&gt;I dream, I dream, to be the successful person in the world &lt;br /&gt;I dream, I dream, people won’t look down on me.&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of dream, and those are only a few.&lt;br /&gt;People do say that,&lt;br /&gt;I am the most useless person in the world&lt;br /&gt;But one day, I will prove to them that they are wrong&lt;br /&gt;I work hard; learn hard to get knowledge of this world.&lt;br /&gt;I dream that one day, they understand me,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look down on me&lt;br /&gt;And be friend with me&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, this is what I am.I dream that those will come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110701420795880680?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110701420795880680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110701420795880680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110701420795880680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110701420795880680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-dream.html' title='I dream'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110691672559363661</id><published>2005-01-28T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T20:52:05.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I was feeling low after my school, during my CCA. Something I wish not to happen for a long time yet today it happens. I had to keep telling myself not to show my unhappiness in front of everyone, not to show my anger in front of everyone, not to show my sadness in front of everyone. I know what I should feel but I just put my “fake” mood, happy, in front of everyone. I think someone found out that that’s my “fake” mood and just don’t want to say it out in front of everyone. I was feeling so low; I was dieing to go home. Nobody can tell how I feel at that time. I keep finding reason for myself not to by angry, sad and low. However, when I reach home, my mother can see that I am not happy and something must have happen in school today. Yet until now I haven’t tell her what happen I just tell her something had happen which I wish not to happen for a long time. Please, anyone tell me what to do. I need to get off from this and continue my life, my work. I can’t forces in my work when I am feeling low. Why things happen to me when I keep wishing not to happen? Why the heaven want to play this trick to me or, I just choose the wrong  path in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110691672559363661?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110691672559363661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110691672559363661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110691672559363661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110691672559363661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/01/mood.html' title='Mood'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110683813661485325</id><published>2005-01-27T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T23:02:16.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should there be film censorship in Singapore? &amp; I broke 1 school chair...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I haven’t completely finished my work but I shall blog first if not I will forget to blog latter on. Today debate is not the one I saw in T.V. Ha! Ha! Ha! It is not in order and etc well I think we can do it better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is my today main work I need to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Should there be film censorship in Singapore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I totally agree that there should be film censorship in Singapore. What is film censorship for? It is for control of the content and presentation of films. If we don’t have film censorship in Singapore, anybody can watch whatever movie they like. For example, teenagers who are underage cannot watch movie that are violence or sexually. If there is no film censorship, they can watch it and will learnt from the movie they watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore education is conceder very good and many parent from overseas send their child or children to come here for education. Besides considering the education here, the parent will also look at the security here, the control of kids and etc. If we do not have film censorship, the parent will worry that their children will turn bad by watching movie that the children should not watch as there is no control so no matter how good the education here, which parent will dare to send their child or children to come to Singapore when there is no control of film and let Singapore educate their child or children? When less people come to Singapore and study, less people will spend their money in Singapore as in living, study and that will bring Singapore economic down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without film censorship, there will be more crime like raping as people will tend to do what they see from the movie and the case of raping done by underage children will increase and others from other country will think that Singapore security is not good and it will bring down the tourisms which will also led of economic down and people who work in tourisms industry will lost their job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, without film censorship in Singapore, it will lead to a lot of problem that people will not wish to see that. Even though there are some “hole” in film censorship in Singapore like underage people can ask older people to buy movie that are not for underage and etc, but we can forward these problem to the government and they will look into the problem and give “medicine” to the problem. As long as we can wait until the age that is suitable for us to watch violence or sexually movie, that should not be a problem of having a lot of bad comment on film censorship in Singapore. By the way movie that are suitable for everyone are nice to watch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Long right? I think I go beyond the word limit again. Maybe next time don’t think so much. Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today I broke 1 school chair. In science lesson we are doing work so I use my left hand to support me and I think I give the chair too much pressure and it broke. Ha! Ha! Ha! I fall down and everyone in class looked at me and me who fall down keep laughing non-stop. I just find hat it is funny. Luckily didn’t hurt any part of my body if not someone will get worry again. Why my classroom’s chaired always broken? Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Got to go back and continue my work now. Bye! Bye!&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/8801682-110683813661485325?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110683813661485325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110683813661485325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110683813661485325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110683813661485325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/01/should-there-be-film-censorship-in.html' title='Should there be film censorship in Singapore? &amp; I broke 1 school chair...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110674824963517758</id><published>2005-01-26T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T22:04:09.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Topic: Paralysed feeling, Who is JC?, class debate, my wall and pink, Short letter to Hong Yu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I am feeling better now. Much better. Thanks for everyone concern. People were asking me how I feel when I was paralysed. Well, it feels lonely, helpless and nothing I can do. Just looking around hoping that someone will come to my room and help me even though it does not happen. Ha! Ha! Some of them come out with unbelievable reason of me paralysed. They said got ghost lie on me, some said the God want to punish someone but punish the wrong person. I was like, laughing at their weird reason. Ha! Ha! Today wake up early just in case same thing happen so I will have the time to prepare everything I need with no rush. Yesterday I was rushing like mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Who is JC? I keep asking myself this question. Who will give me work? Teachers? But who is JC? Can JC please tell me who are you? The first thing comes to my mind when I saw JC is Junior Colleges. So I was like “ Huh? Junior Colleges tag at my board.” Ha! Ha! I know your must be laughing at me now but please, I think beside sick, I also have lost of memory. Ha! Ha! -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I can’t wait for tomorrow lesson! There will be a debate on “Film Censorship” I just can’t wait! I haven’t seen a debate in class for my whole life. Tomorrow I will “open my eye”. I was just hopping that the very next min is English lesson. Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today went to a shop to buy paint to repaint my room wall or in fact, my whole house. I have a hard time choosing the colour I want and that shopkeeper recommend me to choose &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;! Oh My God, why this year so many people like &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; so much? My classroom is pink; a lot of things turn &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; in my life! Ha! Ha! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; is the most fashion colour for this year? By the way I just thinking of choosing blue but after thinking, out of so many blue the blue I like is too dark for my room. So in the end choose “Dreamy White”. Even I don’t like white (it look like someone die) but tomorrow someone will come and do something to our window so people can’t see from outside and when sunlight pass through, my room will be green (because they will put the green colour paper on the window).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hong Yu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You must study hard and never give up! Don’t fall asleep in your geography class if not the teacher will send you to DC (Just kidding but who knows). Just do your best in your test, revise your work daily and make your own notes if you want to so that you can have a better understanding of that chapter and subject. Don’t think Geography is boring; you will have fun with it as the time goes by. You must understand the subject, what you are doing to do well in both test and exam. Remember this, never give up and try all your best when you do whatever things! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110674824963517758?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110674824963517758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110674824963517758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110674824963517758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110674824963517758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/01/today-topic-paralysed-feeling-who-is.html' title='Today Topic: Paralysed feeling, Who is JC?, class debate, my wall and pink, Short letter to Hong Yu'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110667100992836289</id><published>2005-01-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T00:39:28.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was paralyze for 1 hour &amp; English Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have few days did not blog and it feels uneasy for me. Ha! Ha! Ha! Well because I am still sick. I thought I recovered from sick but yesterday and this morning prove me wrong. Yesterday, the whole house seems to have earthquake and upside down for me. The house keep moving and sometime it will turn upside down and I almost fall because of it. So I though I didn’t took a rest and too stress up so I went to sleep tomorrow morning wake up and continue what am I doing. So I wake up at 6 when the clock rang but I found myself &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;paralyze&lt;/span&gt;. Totally paralyze, only my eye can move. I try to shout but no voice comes out. I though I was dead or something. Ha! Ha! Can you believe that it happens to me? Slowly my head is allowed to move then it move down and it took about one hour! So by that time it was about 7am and I quickly go and wash up but whatever movement I made, it give me great pain. But things got better when I was ready for school. Just hope that tomorrow when I wake up it will not happen again. My heart almost come out from my mouth because I can’t move at all and don’t know what the earth is happen. But at least today someone notice I am not right and ask me am I feeling ok or not. Well it brightens my day. Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;English teacher said must blog and she will read. I don’t know is that true that she will read but what I want to said is it is a great idea. Ha! Ha! At lease someone will read my blog next time and don’t have to keep asking people to come here and read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Got to rest now. Lets hope that I won’t be paralyze again…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110667100992836289?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110667100992836289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110667100992836289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110667100992836289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110667100992836289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-was-paralyze-for-1-hour-english-blog.html' title='I was paralyze for 1 hour &amp; English Blog'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110640993222694888</id><published>2005-01-23T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T19:19:30.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abalone and my notes website</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Few days ago, I think it is Wednesday, my father cooked abalone for us. While for my years of eating abalone I never saw an n uncooked abalone in my life! I was so excited and etc. I always wonder how people make abalone because I always saw it in TV in the can. I never know that it live in water (I hope I was not wrong). The abalone I ate one Wednesday was not caned food or something it is fresh! Ha! Ha! Ha! That is why I was so excited. So my father put it in the water for about 3 hours (that is why I said it live in the water) before cooking it. For those 3 hours or so, I keep checking back and see what is happening to that abalone. Of neither course it didn't grow bigger nor smaller but I think there must be a reason for it. I will find it out! I touch the abalone; it feels like a ball that can bounce. Ha! Ha! I sill remember the very first time I eat abalone in a very super high class hotel, after the first bit I asked my mom "are we eating rubber?" in front of that hotel manger or something. Ha! Ha! Ha! Then the manger look and laugh at me but I was just a small boy don't know anything. Now look back think it is really funny. Ha! Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally halfway done my website. Please go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.cjb.net/tanyk/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://users.cjb.net/tanyk/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; and take a look at the notes section. I like that most! I finally know how to make a PDF formation document that took me about 30 min to find out. Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110640993222694888?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110640993222694888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110640993222694888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110640993222694888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110640993222694888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/01/abalone-and-my-notes-website.html' title='Abalone and my notes website'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110622689966015375</id><published>2005-01-20T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T21:14:59.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>220th Song in the Music Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yea! 220th Song in the Music Station!!! The song is Breakaway. It can be found at the last song of the Music Menu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grew up in a small town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And when the rain would fall down I'd just stare out my window &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dreamin of what could be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And if I'd end up happy I would pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tryin not to reach out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But when I tried to speak out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Felt like no one could hear me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wanted to belong here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But something felt so wrong here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So I'd pray I could breakaway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHORUS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky and I'll Make a wish, take a chance, make a change And breakaway Out of the darkness and into the sun But I won't forget all the ones that i love I'll Take a risk, take a chance, make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway Wanna feel the warm breeze Sleep under a palm tree Feel the rush of the ocean Get on board a fast train Travel on a jet plane Far away And breakaway CHORUS Buildings with a hundred floors Swingin with revolving doors Maybe i don't know where they'll take me but Gotta keep movin on movin on Fly away Breakaway I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye gotta Take a risk, take a chance, make a change, And breakaway Out of the darkness and into the sun But I won't forget the place I come from, I gotta Take a risk, take a chance, make a change And breakaway Breakaway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Breakaway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry the lyrise is messy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110622689966015375?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110622689966015375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110622689966015375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110622689966015375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110622689966015375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/01/220th-song-in-music-station.html' title='220th Song in the Music Station'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110606198330147317</id><published>2005-01-18T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T19:20:30.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Things are not doing great for me. I am sick, seriously sick. My nose is block that causes me to breath with my mouth. The worst thing is now my mouth also having problem now. Somehow I just fell no enough air for me. I feel cold and hot at the same time. It is hot for me when I did not switch on the fan. I feel cold when it is on. I did whatever I can and it didn't work. My eyes are burning like fire when my eye is close. It so hot that I can't even blinks my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I will have a nice good sleep tonight because of the reason above. I am tried but how am I going to sleep? I think I will wake up every hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today not many of them believe that I am sick. They said I look fine. But I just hide my sickness and continue my day. Somehow I felt better in the morning but when it comes to afternoon, I felt so sick but I still went for CCA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I am not feeling well, I feel sick but what can I do? I still have lots of things to do and learnt. Tomorrow I will have my Biology Test and Chinese Test. On Thursday, I will have my Math test. I still have a project to complete, still have to do the fun math thing to do, write a play and etc. busy just can't leave me alone. Why? I just want to me a normal person who can watch TV, play games, go shopping and etc. Why am I so busy! Just wonder how will I look when I am dead. Will I look very ugly because I was too busy and stress during my lifetime? Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110606198330147317?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110606198330147317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110606198330147317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110606198330147317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110606198330147317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/01/sick.html' title='Sick...'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110597497091448783</id><published>2005-01-17T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T19:23:12.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day I Got Caught</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hello! How are your? I hope your were doing great. For me, I am so busy until my time slot is full. I am so stress up until I am sick now. What else can I do? Just have to continue whatever I got to do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of making a website to put all my ideas and etc on it. But I found that it is too much work so I leave it aside. Should I give up so easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wrote a story for my schoolwork yesterday. They wanted 250 to 400 words but I wrote more than 600 words almost 700. Ha! Ha! Ha! Below is the story pleased read and give me comment about it. Your may also want to find the meaning of the Bolded and Litaticed words. Also, please note that the story is a make up story. The story is not true. Have fun reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The Day I Got Caught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I love to go to the cinema to watch movie. Every week without fail I will went to the cinema to catch a movie with my friend, Sam, Ben, Lionel, and Carl. As the time passed, we found that we had spent too much money on movie until we do not have enough money for saving and spend on other things. We try to watch movie once per month so that we can save more money however, we found that we can't do that. We will feel uneasy if we did not watch movie for more than 1 week in front of the gigantic screen. So we start to think of a "one stone kill two bird".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, Sam said "Hi" to me using MSN Messenger and said he got a "one stone kill two bird" solution so that we can watch movie in front of the gigantic screen every week and also save money. I was curious about it and want Sam to tell me more about it however Sam got to offline and said will talk about it in school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ring," the sound of the ring sounded. The student rushed out of the classroom because the school had ended. Sam, Ben, Lionel and I were at the school canteen and Sam was talking about the plan he have. He asked secretly " remember the tunnel which we use after each movie to leave the cinema?" the rest nod their head and Sam continued, " While we can use that tunnel to enter the cinema and watch the movie." We looked at each other and wonders will this method works. Will we got caught? Lots of question started to appear in our mind. Sam said bravely that he would do this first and send an SMS to tell us he successes or not and we will know does this method works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our first try, we did it very successfully and we watched "Harry Potter" for free. We did it again and again without getting got caught. After each movie, we will &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the place. We did it for months and found that we saved a lot of money from that and we can buy more things then before. We went deeper and deeper. Nobody correct us, nobody know what we are doing. Until one day, we use the same method to watch the movie for free. Before the movie started, the staff came into the cinema and asked to check the ticket again seat-by-seat, row-by-row. This time round we got nervous. We are worry about getting caught. We try to escape but it was too late. The staff &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;demanded&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; we to produce the ticket for him to check. We said we are leaving but he wanted us to produce the ticket before leaving. We got no choice to tell them the truth. The staff brought us to the office to see the manger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plodded &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to the office and wish we will never reach the office. "Please give us another chance. We promises we will change and return your loses caused from us," &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pleaded&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; us to the manger when we reached the office. "Oh, shut up and keep quite!" &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snapped&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the irate manger. "I will call your parent and the police about it." Said the manger angrily. "Everyone do make mistake. I will give you're a chance and I hope your will take this as a lesson. I will only phone your parent and want them to come here and fetch your and pay up the money before your go. Please learn your lesson. Don't make the same mistake again." When we heard that, we were relived. Even though our parents scolded us, we glad that the manger gave us chance and learnt a very important lesson that is benefit from illegal move is wrong and will get caught one day. So never do things that you know it is wrong because you never know what will happen next. And the last thing is forgiveness is gift. Forgive someone will brighten you and their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;***THE END***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have fun learning and never give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110597497091448783?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110597497091448783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110597497091448783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110597497091448783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110597497091448783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/01/day-i-got-caught.html' title='The Day I Got Caught'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110562447541793483</id><published>2005-01-13T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T19:24:21.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The class I am in are so creative!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Back for posting! Ha! Ha! Ha! So busy in school and ended up have to go back to school this Saturday even though there is 5 working days week for all teachers and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The class I am in are so creative!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes! They are creative, super creative! The English teacher Miss Chew gave us a small project about Invention. So the group have to come out an invention that people never though of it and then tells the class more about it during presentation and give a "how" explanation to the teacher. Just in case that if you don't know, "how" explanation is something like information leaflets to tell us how that thing works. There is a group come up with "heaven in the sky" where people can go there and things are free there. Eh... Who want to sell their things there? Ha! Ha! There is a group came out with a house that can talk to the owner when they are unhappy and it can fly by feeding sweet or something and it takes all the leftover food to do things in the house. Eh...houses that can talk look spooky to me and I won't waste my sweets on that house. Ha! Ha! Those are only some of the group invention. Some of the invention seem that it will never come true and some will. The teacher is thinking to send one of the inventions to "Nokia" and see what will they do to this invention. See, young people now days are so creative. And the teaching method is quite good also. One stone kill 2 birds. First, the student will have a better understand about "how" explanation. Second, it can let the student imagination to run wild and see how creative they are. I think there is more good reason why this method is good. Just hope that all teachers will use this as a teaching method so that lesson won't bore again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110562447541793483?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110562447541793483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110562447541793483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110562447541793483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110562447541793483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/01/class-i-am-in-are-so-creative.html' title='The class I am in are so creative!'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110520293881142632</id><published>2005-01-09T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T20:19:08.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rason and my Bundle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Finally the week is about to end and now I have more time to do my own stuff. My life is hard now. I have to do a lot of things now, not even in school but at house also. I feel like I carry a huge bundle now. I try to accept it and I think as the time goes, I will fell this huge bundle become a small bundle. Just hope that I can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Done some stuff this week. Like for English lesson, wrote a story base on the song "The Reason". Try to understand the basic accounting concepts, and some other new subject. I though that the subject I am taking is easy buy after studying, it is much harder than what I think. I can't take it anymore! I really feeling like giving up but I always told myself not to as I do spend a lot of hard work in it and I don't give up easily (remember?). I just need more time to get use of my "new" life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The story of "the reason":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lets se the Lyrics of the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Reason - Hoobastank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm not a perfect person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As many things I wish I didn't do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I continue learning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I never meant to do those things to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And so I have to say before I go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That I just want you to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've found a reason for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To change who I used to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A reason to start over new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and the reason is you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's something I must live with everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And all the pain I put you through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I wish that I could take it all away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's why I need you to hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've found a reason for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To change who I used to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A reason to start over new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and the reason is You [x4] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm not a perfect person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I never meant to do those things to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And so I have to say before I go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That I just want you to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've found a reason for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To change who I used to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A reason to start over new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and the reason is you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've found a reason to show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A side of me you didn't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A reason for all that I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And the reason is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, lets see the story I wrote for this song. I mean I image why the person wrote this song and etc. hope you like it and give your comments on it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;John and Sue grown up together while they were young. They go to school together, play together and sometime eat together. Their friend relationship was so good that they become best friend after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Sue grown up, she was pretty and become a stewardess and earns a lot of money from both job and stock. John becomes an accountant in a big company. One day, John buy stock but make a big lose from it so he use the company fund to pay his lose however, he got caught for doing that. He got charge and not only that; he also left with huge sum of money to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came out an idea. He knows where Sue put her life saving and how to get into her house. He will enter the house and took her life saving and when he have money to pay back, he will return the money to Sue and try to explain what happen. However, when he did what he plans, Sue saw everything and wants to call the police. John had no choice to ran away and set a small fire at the door of the house so that Sue can't catch him but the fire spread so quickly and Sue got trapped in the fire. A fireman saved Sue and she was send to a hospital for treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue can't longer be a stewardess as she got scars on her face and when people saw her, they got a shock and leave her alone. Sue was very sad and lonely. John hears about that and went to find Sue however, Sue doesn't want to see him and hear his explanation. She wants to give up John no matter what John did and said to her after what happen. John want to be a better person and want to change and want Sue to hear his reason for doing that as he found that he can't live without her so he wrote a song to her hope that one day, she will listen to his reason and forgive him what he had done to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The End&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/8801682-110520293881142632?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110520293881142632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110520293881142632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110520293881142632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110520293881142632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/01/rason-and-my-bundle.html' title='The rason and my Bundle'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110452040992437648</id><published>2005-01-01T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T20:20:30.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year! </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello everybody! First of all "Happy New Year" to everyone all over the world! Time really passes very fast and I made some achievements in the year 2004. A new year, a new start, don't look back and made the same mistake again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Goodbye channel U news and Channel I. For the pass 4 year, Channel U News had made a great improvement and from the first day of the year 2005, Channel U will no longer belong to SPH and forever said goodbye to "Mediaworks". Forever goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sorry for "disappearing" for the pass few days, I was too busy and etc. Maybe I will be back next week. See ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110452040992437648?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110452040992437648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110452040992437648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110452040992437648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110452040992437648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year! '/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110425265463154690</id><published>2004-12-28T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T20:24:07.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A *NEW* hairstyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sorry for not writing for the pass few days. I was busy watching the news on the Asian tsunami disaster. Man really doesn't know what will happen in the next second. The Asian tsunami disaster had kill a lot of people and the number is still raising! It was like "The day after tomorrow" movie. The wave is huge and it kills lots of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Go for a haircut on Christmas! I went to my mother's friend shop for the haircut. Normally I will go to a house for my haircut for just $5 for student hair. So when the aunty asks me what type of hair I want to cut. I answered "student hair" as per normal. But my mother nags at me saying that I am outdated and the student hair not nice. I totally don't know what to do as I always cut student as when I have my haircut. So the Aunty cut for me and make a hairstyle. The hairstyle look very nice and the aunty said "look, before you come here not handsome now you go out very handsome." Ha! Ha! Ha! Honestly I am not handsome at all so people, please stop saying I am handsome. (Even though I like to hear that). But the haircut is not cheap and it cost over $20 if I am not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday and today went back to school for CCA. The stupid timetable hasn't put up yet and the office tells me to bring English and math textbook on the first day of school. This year kind of weird as the timetable will always release earlier than the school reopen. I can't wait to see who is teaching me. Oh yea, yesterday the teacher brought "Mac" for us! Ha! Ha! Ha! Thinking of eating "Mac" for the pass few days but just scare that I will gain lots of fat and waste money but teacher treat us so I ate eat. Ha! Ha! And the teacher said, "All must drink milk, I don't care." I don't know why some of them laugh but all I know is I have a great breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yesterday went to see computer table and we brought 2. Maybe next week or so will go and buy new computer. The computer I am using is running too slow. I can�t wait to use the new things! Ha! Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110425265463154690?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110425265463154690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110425265463154690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110425265463154690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110425265463154690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-hairstyle.html' title='A *NEW* hairstyle'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110390481341265298</id><published>2004-12-24T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T20:25:37.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today is Christmas Eve and I wish everyone a merry Christmas and a happy new year! This season, do whatever you want like tell a girl that "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;" and etc. Make your dream come true and give yourself a chance! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas! Ho! Ho! Ho!&lt;/span&gt; Got any gift?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today, 2 of my father sister come to my house for visiting and they bring lots of food and etc. Ha! Ha! Ha! They don't cerebra Christmas but they just come for visiting. Then my mother saw my cousin, who are the same age as me, hairstyle very nice and keep saying my hair like grass. Ha! Ha! Ha! Must admit that my hair is messy but my hair grown like that and I have no control of it so why blame me! LOL! It is funny but my mother said she would bring me to have a haircut at her friend shop. A shop somewhere in a shopping centre I think. Ha! Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My eye is getting better. I think I will recover in 2 days time. I can't wait for my eye to go back to normal. Now my eye is one big and one small. It looks weird. Please let me recover!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My Christmas wishes are have more work next year so that I won�t fall in love. Even in love, I will use work to let me not to fall in love! Get a better result in school and work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110390481341265298?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110390481341265298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110390481341265298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110390481341265298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110390481341265298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110386389529930379</id><published>2004-12-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T20:27:03.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My eye hurt! Wireless Internet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry for not posting! I am sick. Not really call sick but I have swollen eyes. My poor eyeball is pain and itchy. When rub it, it is so painful. I can't stand it anymore! I wish my eye would recover soon. Now my eye is one big one small and it look so funny with my messy hair and ugly face. I already not handsome at all and now this happen to my eye. Ah!!! I can't stand this any more! Please help me, my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Guardian Angel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye is hurting and I still use my computer. I play &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/refer.phtml?username=tanyoki"&gt;Neopet&lt;/a&gt; and update the &lt;a href="http://www.neohelpers.net/?page=auction"&gt;NH season Donation clue&lt;/a&gt; and prepare for the next &lt;a href="http://www.neohelpers.net/?page=auction"&gt;NH daily Auction&lt;/a&gt;. I also do some computer study and hopefully one day I can solve all sort of stupid computer problems so I don't have to spend a cent on my computer in future. That is one of my dreams also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Talking about dreams, people ask me what I want to be when I grow up and what I want to do and etc. it is so hard to answer because I have too many dreams. Too much that everyday I would still thinking of one new dream. Just few days ago, I have a dream. In fact a very silly dream, so silly that I think it would happen at all. I was thinking of doing lots of things in school change a lot of school things and etc and set up a student community group. (Do our school has that?) Then we do lots of stuff like plan things so that teachers and student can get together and this thing is like a group of people to solve problems between the parent, teachers and the student. Great eh? Why talk so much about it when it will never come true. Ha! Ha! Ha! I also think of being a fireman, a doctor, a policeman, a person who fix computer or do computer things and etc. those are just my 0.00000000001% of my dream. I think if you're really wanted to know my dream, I said one day also not enough for me. Ha! Ha! Ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Stupid staff. Keep sending request to the IT department of changing from Wire Internet Connection to Wireless Internet Connection. The staff listed one whole list of the benefit of changing it and I was like why only benefit and not having the bad side? Like they abuse it, using Instant Massagers while meetings and etc and using the fund of the company is not easy! However, I still think that wireless is better even though I always said it is not to the staff. Maybe have to talk about this to godfather and the rest of the IT department. I will stand on wireless side! Ha! Ha! Ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110386389529930379?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110386389529930379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110386389529930379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110386389529930379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110386389529930379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-eye-hurt-wireless-internet.html' title='My eye hurt! Wireless Internet?'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8801682.post-110362102310940789</id><published>2004-12-21T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T20:31:12.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first ever post in this new dairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Hello! Sorry for not posting for about a month. I am sick, tired and need a good rest. By the way, welcome to my brand new online dairy. I just thinking of making a new dairy as the old dairy have a lot of things and a new year is coming so a brand new dairy, a brand new start. But that doesn't mean that you ask your parent for all new things. For example, new bag, new hand phone and etc because they will bankrupt! Ha! Ha! Ha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Suggestion from the reader:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yea! Some of the reader E-Mail me saying that I should post more about worldwide thing and give some comments about things happen around the world. So I had thinking about it for about 1 week and I decided to give it a try. So my Online Dairy will have my comments and etc. As the time goes by, you will understand what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First job:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ha! Ha! Ha! I got my first work but I just do it for one day. I think is my fault or should I just said it is my fault. The whole idea of this job is to give the "gas coupon" door to door and each house will get 2 copies. So I make things easier, I folded 2 each so that I just have to take 1 and slot it into the door or something. I think I acting too fast or whatever reason, I put 3 to 5 folded copy into each house that means there are 6 to 10 copies per house. So one of the house called to the number shown on the coupon and complaint about this matter. That is why I am in deep trouble a really deep trouble. The people go floor to floor of that complained block and check and found that only floor 2 give the correct number and the rest of the floor (up to 13) give extra copies. Oh No! I am in super deep trouble. But luckily GENGKIA give me one more chance to continue but in the next building, I was so slow because I was worry the same thing going to happen again, I count and count and count make sure it is 2 and not 1 and not 3 or more. As your know that is normal reaction but I found the next building people more kind and friendly. Because at that block, some or should I said a lot of people ask me is it tired or just said thank you. But at that "complained block", people complaint about me, got one person shouted at me and wanted to throw a chair at me just because he don't want the coupon. So it was like a 360-degree changes and it give me some hope. Ha! Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, on the second day when I go to the "meeting area", only ZHENGUI and me came and we call GENGKIA but he didn't answer the phone. At the same night, I phone again and got notified that the team I am in can't work anymore and I guess it is because of me. Sorry to people who got affect. I had try my best to look or should I said arrange for jobs for the other 3 like in the office doing some paper work and etc but it got rejected due to the age. Singapore laws say so. Sorry...Hope that they got a new job or something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Price:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;When you go for shopping, and you saw bags and you like it very much. Do you look at the price? I was just wondering about it. Few weeks ago I go for shopping looking for a bag. I have totally no idea which to take because I like them all because they look cool. So I just randomly pick one of the bags and see the price. "$9.99" I show it to my parent and they said it is cheap so means it is not that good so I pick other bag which cost $69.99 only and my dad said ok. But I saw other bag cost $125.99 only. Ha! Ha! Ha! But honestly, the bag that cost $125.99 really good. It protects your back while you carry it and etc. I won't said did I brought it or not because of some reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;About:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My Online Dairy look cool? I guess so because I "installed" over 200 songs in the Music menu so maybe when you are bored or something, feel free to chose the music. I have the Idol opening and etc so hope you're like it and use it because I spend 3 days on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8801682-110362102310940789?l=skyblueyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/feeds/110362102310940789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8801682&amp;postID=110362102310940789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110362102310940789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8801682/posts/default/110362102310940789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyblueyk.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-first-ever-post-in-this-new-dairy.html' title='My first ever post in this new dairy'/><author><name>yongkian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05449652108126974238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
