tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27245345423150786272012-02-02T12:48:37.976+08:00some words can't be voiced out but the music from heart can be heardybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.comBlogger901100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-42548386014400648212009-09-09T23:30:00.000+08:002009-09-09T23:31:13.627+08:00happy day.. 090909... weekdays forever.. =)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-4254838601440064821?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-4109463541099476112009-09-05T22:54:00.002+08:002009-09-05T23:15:51.587+08:00b4 i hate that.. i was a very memorable day spent. with the wonderful gang of my life.<br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">183.<span style="font-size:100%;"> <span style="color:#000000;">thank you. you all really made me roll down my memories back to the life of matrix.</span></span></span><br />the time where we enjoy and enjoy and enjoy only.. no worries and problem. nothing to be feared of..<br />just happiness, days and days .. not like life here now..<br />fight struggle fight struggle.. arrogance. bad attitude. IRRESPONSIBLE..<br />i wonder..<br />how would my ukm life will be..<br />if my housemates are 183? it would be wonderfull. wouldn't it?<br />we have a leader..<br />we have a spiritual leader..<br />we have a non stop working ketua perpaduan..<br />we got a happy go lucky joker..<br />we have an emo and full of fellings de ronaldo..<br />we have a blur manager..<br />i miss u all so much..<br /><br />last night . was indeed one of the best time since i started 2nd yr.<br />life was full of thorns since we stepped back into ukm..<br />studies getting harder and attempting to choke me everyday with its merciless knowledge.<br />begging to be absorbed into my brain.. as a consequence.. no night has been filled with satisfaction.<br />5am.. 2am.. 7 am.. 4am.. u name it.. all weird time to wake up and sleep..<br />but still. it is not enough!!! stive and study.. still got the damm bad B or C approaching..<br />where is the A!!!!!<br /><br />and then next... is the non stop activities of UKM .. persiap amsa persiap amsa.. when i was in 1st yr. i thougt that i can rest after i got enough merits . coz 2ND YR NO NEED MERIT..<br />and i was wrong. once again.. hurdles and more hurdles hit me in every activities..<br />and the stupidest thing is i cant controlled myself getting crazy or participating in activities...<br /><br />and h1n1 came to hit my activites..<br />and my studies too..<br />ended up compact compiled and drowning for air and relaxation..<br />i gonna faint soon..<br /><br />but what's next after fainting? u wake up and have to face the reality..<br /><br /><br />so finally god came blessing with all those hard work.. and finally i can meet with them again..<br />MY BROTHERS.... who REALLY UNDERSTAND WHAT I THINK WHAT I WANT AND HOW I FEEL..<br /><br />we gather at 4pm(tentatively) but as usual.. 183 SUPER DUPER LATE ON TIME struck again. and i expected it.. =) BECAUSE I UNDERSTAND THEM.. and so.. they arrive at 6pm. so narrowly miss out on hc.. our plan changed and changed. and the programmer..thj., stretched his brain till the limit... luckily he was assisted by the mature and decisice tqh.. (as usual).. and soon we managed to give hc a BIG SURPRISE and she was relly happy. can see it from her smile..<br /><br />soon we proceed to setapak and have our MATRIX STYLE STEAMBOAT again.. maggi. sausages./. crabstick.. chic balls.. all cheap cheap food and unhealthy..<br />but this time more modern a bit. we added some delicious mouth watering food from setapak as well.... and we ate ate te ate so happily.. chat n chat.. till the wee hours of morning. 3am.<br />and we go suppper..<br />4a.m.. we go left 4 dead..<br />WHAT?!!!<br />YUP 183 is in craze of left 4 dead too..<br />but pity those 2 gf. they have to wait for us n felt asleep there...<br />till7am..<br />and that was a night well spent.. a night of rememberance..<br />i felt tired..<br />exhausted.. and naussea.. lack of sleep n rest..<br />but deep inside my heart.. i smiled.. ONE BIG SMILE.. really for my 183 friends..<br /><br />i know and i accept. that now life will never be as matrix.<br />no bed of roses nor 183 to be with u always.. we have all our problems.. we have troublesome ppl around us.. hard to fullfil task awaiting us .. merciless studies torturing us..<br />but it is always those memories that drive me to move forward.. looking forward for our next gathering.. it is the best time to flex our muscle and relax..<br /><br /><br />YOU GUYS LIGHTENS UP MY LIFE. EVEN IF I HAVE TO GO EXTRA MILE FOR U.. IT WILL NEVER BE A GRUNT FROM ME AS I BELIVES.. BROTHERS HAVE NOTHING TO LOST BUT EVERYTHING TO GAIN..<br /><br /><br />thank you.. it was one of the best time i had. we strive and work hard n fight.. and struggle.. all in our own uni and place..<br />but we gather again after a long fight.. this are what brothers for..<br />and those far apart.. the spirits always burn..<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">183.. A LEGEND NEVER DIES</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-410946354109947611?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-20039225876477770562009-09-05T22:50:00.000+08:002009-09-05T22:54:22.318+08:00i don like this... pls be responsible<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-2003922587647777056?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-16281691662120718022009-08-23T02:33:00.002+08:002009-08-23T02:47:03.346+08:00as the dawn approching, i felt a sense a vivid feeling that struck me all of a sudden, from nowhere...<br /><br /><br /><br />night really brings us into the mood.. especially late nights..<br /><br />read something somewhere.. and something out of nowhere appeared in my heart..<br /><br /><br /><br />i felt.. that i'm lucky..<br /><br /><br /><br />that is the word. lucky..<br /><br />lucky to have you all beside me..<br /><br />all these while..<br /><br />striding through the patchy road in front of me.<br /><br />climbing hills passing ravine..<br /><br /><br /><br />try think of a situation..<br /><br />you and your friend go out to a place to play.<br /><br />a group of friend i mean..<br /><br />and then. half of you went to a place..<br /><br />the other half go to another place..<br /><br />then all of you will meet in a restaurant for dinner...<br /><br /><br /><br />so.. some will go there 1st definitely.. some will be late..<br /><br />how about this...<br /><br /><br /><br />a ask b to go there 1st to book the placa and sit there wait.. if not scare no place d...<br /><br />then b says ok.. then a go enjoy himself.. themselves i mean..<br /><br /><br /><br />then b wait.. wait.. wait.. wait.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />clock ticks.. they waited..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and waited..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and waited..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />1 hour gone..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />1 hour and 7 minutes gone.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />ok.. here is the question. if you are b .. what will you think and how is your reaction?<br /><br /><br /><br />(a) angry, scold them<br /><br />(b) angry but keep it.. keep quiet.<br /><br />(c) ok with it but critisice them..<br /><br />(d) ok with it but shoot them..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />ya.. most ppl think d is the best answer..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />but guess what happened...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />a reached.. apologize profusely..... b reaction was...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />nvm nvm.. I SCARE THEY ASK US TO LEAVE ONLY...<br /><br /><br /><br />u know what it means?<br /><br />b does not say..nvm nvm.... BUT I FEEL VERY AWKWARD LO.. SIT HERE SO LONG EVERYBODY LOOKING AT ME..<br /><br /><br /><br />instead.. b just scare HE HAS TO LEAVE..<br /><br /><br /><br />which means a cannot eat there..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />great people speak greatly..<br /><br /><br />true friends speak for u...<br /><br /><br /><br />thank you .. my friend..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />p/s : next time try sing k la.. fun n crazy.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-1628169166212071802?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-65660354737572661912009-08-18T22:23:00.001+08:002009-08-18T22:24:19.511+08:00exam approaching..<br />ppl change like weather..<br />hot n cold..<br />gd luck everyone..<br />=)<br />be happy ya..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-6566035473757266191?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-65488375843568175792009-08-13T18:34:00.003+08:002009-08-13T18:39:08.838+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SoPsvj71z2I/AAAAAAAAACs/lPJlGrlMSm8/s1600-h/130820091212.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369395482600001378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SoPsvj71z2I/AAAAAAAAACs/lPJlGrlMSm8/s320/130820091212.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I WANT A CAR..<br /><br /><br />WOW OF THE DAY= I WANT A CAR!!<br /><br /><br />a good day came to an end with this..<br /><p>became a wet chicken..</p><p>running down the street of kl..</p><p>no.. actually is lanyeng swirl down the streets of kl..</p><p> </p><p>all wet.. I WANT A CAR.</p><p> </p><p>and yesterday. ended up ALMOST have to walk back from fac to vistana again..</p><p> </p><p>numerous times..</p><p> </p><p>walking walkin walking..</p><p>even have to walk from ktsn to vistana..</p><p>at night.. </p><p>i don want to get donation pls..</p><p>!!!!</p><p>i want a car..</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-6548837584356817579?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-21466789466607548632009-08-11T14:04:00.003+08:002009-08-11T14:18:08.261+08:00as i gaze through the blazing blue sky...<br />i start wondering..<br />who am i..<br />what is my purpose in life..<br />i mean.. not i think i;m useless.<br />is what is my target..<br />days gone ..<br />i seemed to be deviating away from my principle..<br />my target.. my dreams..<br />the never say die commitment which once i say aloud everywhere..<br />i do not know what it is now..<br />i tried my best..<br />i pick myself up..<br />but it seemes like i am running away from my dreams..<br />not concept.. my principle.. my perception...<br />getting hatred..<br />getting jealous..<br />getting kia su...<br />i know ..<br />know deeply ..<br />that i'm changing..<br />into a creature i never want to...<br />why am i here..?<br />what is my target in life..?<br />life in ukm of course..<br />fight fight fight..<br />but ironically..<br />i'm not fighting for knowledge..<br />why...<br />lost..<br />lost in my own sea of dread.. and greed..<br /><br />thj.. you are lost..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-2146678946660754863?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-39898507385829248472009-08-10T00:51:00.003+08:002009-08-10T00:58:51.854+08:00dusk approaching ..<br />and it comes again..<br />out from no where..<br />suddenly he felt emo again..<br />surely..<br />there is something..<br />but he can't find the cause..<br />he feels sleepy..<br />he feels kind of emo..<br /><br />flashing back the years behind him..<br />there laid a wonderful story..<br />a full told story.<br />a fairytale..<br />or i would say..<br />a dream...<br /><br />long has the dream gone..<br />and he has awaken for years..<br />and yet..<br />he still never forget the ever wonderfull dreams..<br /><br />yes.. many think he is enjoying life now..<br />doing what he wants..<br />being with who he wants..<br />having everything he should have...<br /><br />and yet...<br />noone knows.<br />deep inside...<br />he still can't erase it..<br />the momories...<br /><br />tired.. he is tired..<br />just let it be..<br />let it go..<br />whatever..<br />drifting away from himself..<br />he is a walking shadow.<br />a corpse without a soul..<br />where is his soul..<br /><br /><br />here is a strange place to him..<br />a stranger.. deserted in a wide coast..<br />coast to coast...<br />searching his soul..<br />meeting numerous devils...<br />but noone has the same feelings...<br />same ideology...<br />same petals of flowers..<br /><br />where are those petals..<br />where are those threes...<br />where are those laughter..<br />where are those dreams...<br /><br />a place he missed..<br />is a place..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />where they shout aloud...<br />yong bu yan bai..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-3989850738582924847?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-27491914865685710372009-08-02T23:11:00.004+08:002009-08-02T23:31:15.285+08:00days slided through<br />months glided away<br />years passed by...<br />and so on..<br /><br />together...<br />we grew up..<br />learning the knowledge of life..<br />plodding through our hasty life..<br />slipping through days after days...<br />from the tender age...<br />till the ripen maturity ...<br /><br />from the voice of immature crackling of a young boy..<br />till the coarse voice of the grown up young man..<br />we spent many times together..<br />ups and downs..<br />sweets and sours...<br />HAPPYness and sadness...<br />anger and despair..<br />dejection and disappointment..<br /><br />from 153cm-183cm..<br />we grown up together..<br />picking up the threads of life...<br />going through the growing stage of our tender years....<br /><br />youth 7 we joined..<br />one society.. one dream...<br />1A1 2c1 3c1 4s1 5s1...<br />we spent everytime together...<br /><br />from tuition classes to society chores...<br />walking to tuition under the blazing sun..<br />singing in class ...<br />shouting command on weekends..<br />going to camps..<br />organizing activities..<br />scoring GOALS....<br />shouting JI JI.. HAN HAN.. XIAN XIAN....<br />gossipping together...<br />who is good who is bad..<br /><br />from raphael gonzalez jacquez ...<br />till the formation of ronaldinho henry beckham...<br />the three greats of youth 7...<br />creating album.. planning programme...<br />scoring A's together...<br /><br />soon lovebuds struck us ...<br />and we blossomed into loving birds..<br />each having our own pair...<br />and together...<br />we done many stupid things..<br />hiding and fearing...<br />soon... fate took a huge twist on us..<br />and we too remained bachelor.. for some time...<br />together..<br />we went through the deepest moment of life..<br />agony.. despair... grief...<br /><br />so we go on...<br />we keep growing..<br />and distance also started to grow..<br />soon we parted ways...<br />3 main roads to uni..<br />all conqured by us..<br />unfortunately..<br />we have to pay....<br />utp matrix f6....<br />3 roads.. 1 dream...<br /><br />to pursue further studies..<br />we sacrified alot..<br />our best time together are long but gone<br />embedded deep in our memories...<br /><br />however...<br />we still took the best of our time..<br />to gather..<br />and enjoy every moment..<br />till the latest episode of our life..<br />HAPPY.. really HAPPY for the period of time..<br />a huge break from the frantic schedule of medial life....<br /><br />and now...<br />it is time..<br />that we part ways again..<br />distance are much further..<br />than any we once had..<br />HAPPY may just be our final memory...<br />though you may pass by me tonight...<br />and tomorrow you'll be far apart..<br />we will be far apart..<br />in this world...<br />pursuing our dreams...<br /><br />though heavy hearted,<br />it is inevitable...<br />the day has come...<br />upon us...<br />we predicted this from the beginning...<br />now we are just facing it..<br />it's just years of stong bond and feelings..<br />that i shed tears..<br /><br />the best of our memories..<br />from young till today...<br />shall notbe erased..<br />till the last breath of my life..<br />and those HAPPY times together..<br /><br />i do believe..<br />one day ..<br />one place..<br />one time...<br />we shall meet again..<br /><br />may luck fall upon you..<br />and all the best..<br />4 zhi..<br />yong bu yan bai..!!<br />henry beckham ronaldinho....<br />HAPPY always...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-2749191486568571037?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-90055238411799610132009-08-01T21:10:00.001+08:002009-08-01T21:11:15.677+08:00oh my god... a busy busy month ahead.. really busy....<br /><br />get through it...<br />yong bu yan bai<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-9005523841179961013?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-20650492041650822222009-07-26T11:30:00.002+08:002009-07-26T11:38:28.251+08:00A BUSY WEEK IS COMING..<br />indonesia is coming...<br />rain is coming...<br />amsep indonesia... finally you're here..<br />after weeks and weeks of preparation..<br />days and days of suffering..<br />so much obstacles..<br />so many problems..<br />drawback after drawback..<br />setback following setback...<br />now it is the time..<br />OUR TIME..<br />AMSEP UKM<br />this is our time to shine d..<br />many of us are down..<br />but not out..<br />many are taunted by the merciless virus..<br />but we shall prevail..<br /><br />to those who has fallen..<br />be strong and climb up fast..<br />to those who are stricken by virus...<br />you can conquer it..<br />we have strong immune system..<br />to those who had injured themselves..<br />get well soon and have enough rest..<br /><br />to everyone...<br />be in top form and all the best for our amsep activity!!<br /><br />good luck... =)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-2065049204165082222?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-47791859006845389472009-07-25T23:23:00.001+08:002009-07-25T23:25:05.242+08:00cough cough...<br />cough cough..<br />ah chiu... chiu.. ngiok ngiok..<br />couhg.<br />cough.... cough...<br />oh my god.. whole house coughing.. like a trend now.. new fashion..<br />even setapak them are following this new trend..<br />cough cough cough couhg..<br />soon to have one week break.. hehe..<br />cough xouhg.<br />couihg.. cough////<br />pain throat.. cough.. fever..<br />help us..!!<br />HELP WE NEED...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-4779185900684538947?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-14600729219998892132009-07-20T21:14:00.001+08:002009-07-20T21:16:55.244+08:00found a correlation between weather and emotion and health...<br />haze. bad weather leads to bad mood and bad health.<br />sick.. grief.. haze...<br />no scenery.. no smiles.. no health..<br />so..<br />pls return to normal weather..<br />thanks god`<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-1460072921999889213?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-30104104199856262412009-07-18T22:33:00.002+08:002009-07-18T22:47:29.010+08:00yup.. it is almost the end of the week. and this is the time to reflect.<br />reflect what you'd done and what has happen in this whole week.<br />just as in PPD.<br />well. this is certainly a week to forget. as my title sounds. really many mishaps occurred.<br />1st. it started with the great sick of jacquez..<br />from hypersensitivity to stomach ache to diarrhea ..<br />next, my lucky stars seemed to be covered by the haze of kl skyline.<br />as i no longer can gaze through the sky anymore..<br />it is so hazy.. and dusty. cough cough..<br />unfortunes really fallen in love with me for this whole week..<br />my gf fall asick.. quite severe.. went doc twice.. my housemate too.. went doc..<br />then, everything i planned turned out to be at wrong ends..<br />birthday party totally out of planned and wrong timing..<br />buddy aghast for my lack of time for him.. and always ignoring him..<br />csl doc give my group a huge bang for our inexperience and misbehave.<br />the one and only light in my toilet burnt and i can't use my toilet anymore,<br />usually at nights where i am in great need of micturation<br />my roommate got irritated by YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS..<br />my close pal seemed to have troubles yet i've no chance to talk to her..<br />the bookshelf i wanna buy is sold out..<br />no time to spend at home with housemate bcoz of activities...<br />the sky so dirty and hazy that i can't gaze through it anymore.<br />and i repeat..<br />I CAN'T GAZE THROUGH MY FAVOURITE SKY ANYMORE!!<br />haiz.. such a miserable week..<br />everything was upside down..<br /><br />yet. there are some pro's beneath all the gloom traumatising me..<br />her condition is getting better and i hope she'll get well soon..<br />the party turned out to be a success at the end.. thou it was a bit late..<br />i'm still in good mood despite all the dampening situations..<br />.... .... ....<br />that's it. what else..<br />recently many ppl are emo. can see some in lecture hall today.. some from the whole week . some on thurs only especially girls.. some at home..<br /><br />many ppl get sick too as virus are concuring mankind ,leaping to a greater step day after day.<br />hopefully, everyone can be strong..<br />this is a tough period. hard stage..<br />i hope that everyone . everyone can be strong..<br />preserve though this unexpected stage of 1st module only of 2nd yr..<br /><br />the sick can get well. the moody can put their smiles back.. the agonies can be strong..<br /><br />there is always a saying.. and this time is for everyone..<br /><br />yong bu yan bai !!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-3010410419985626241?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-77774178006738895182009-07-15T19:51:00.002+08:002009-07-15T19:59:07.038+08:00distance has separate us apart..<br />words are getting scarce...<br />laughter has long gone..<br />miss those good old days...<br /><br />stress has conquered us..<br />anguish and agony...<br />both took full control..<br />like a strong batallion of army<br /><br />so little is what we had done in the past..<br />so much is what we haven't done in the future...<br /><br />unfulfilled destiny...<br />undone promise...<br /><br />challenges seemed tougher..<br />obstacles looked higher...<br />a mountain we need to climb..<br />yet...<br />many more valleys waiting to be crossed...<br /><br />only the tough one will succeed.<br />but who is the tough one..?<br /><br />monday tuesday wednesday thursday friday saturday sunday..<br />everyday is such a tough nut to crack...<br /><br />standing seemed to be a hard option now..<br />as the fallen is coming to take revenge..<br /><br />no more crackling laughter among us..<br />no more sweet voices uttered out..<br /><br /><br />appealing to be heard..<br />is the voices of my heart..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-7777417800673889518?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-73686216551836354122009-07-14T18:11:00.001+08:002009-07-14T18:14:02.335+08:00went to see doc today..<br /><br />doc said no big deal..<br />but i think is a big deal..<br />still pain..<br />die..<br />agonizing pain..<br />oh my god..<br />what is happening with my stomach...<br />diagnosis??<br />hope omeprazole can help me..<br />this is what the doc said..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-7368621655183635412?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-5197984685926992352009-07-13T01:19:00.001+08:002009-07-13T01:19:29.795+08:00stomachache<br /><br />i've stomachache<br />everyday..<br />diarrhoea..<br />everyday..<br />incubation period one or 3 days<br />then pain again..<br />is it menorrhagia?<br /><br />tak tau..<br />diarrhea everyday also.<br />bi li pe le bi li pe li..<br />shit!!!<br />just like a shit..<br />going to die if persist like this.<br /><br />yesterday went hkl..<br />allergy.. rash whole body..<br />injection..<br /><br />sick sick sick..<br />sicking weekends<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-519798468592699235?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-66083207404022751342009-07-08T18:53:00.004+08:002009-07-08T19:00:57.318+08:00sometimes i wonder. what should i do what should'n i?<br />it seems nothing can be perfect.. but human always aim for perfectionalism<br />when there is a will there is a way..<br />but it seems..<br />way too hard..<br />way too much..<br />and you'll eng up jeopardising yourself..<br />once i wondered..<br />is it too much.,.<br />or too little...<br />it is better ..<br />to do nothing..<br />nothing than everything,..<br />as..<br />the more you do..<br />the worse it is...<br />it is indeed...<br />you creat problems for yourself..<br />friendship..<br />mayb is just a tool...<br />in life..<br />to plod on...<br />and no wonder..<br />it is so hard to find true..<br />and to be true..<br />even if you strive..<br />you may end up being<br />the wrong person...<br />better done nothing..<br />as nothing means excellent..<br /><br />wrong is normal..<br />but it seemed i made too much of it..<br />till forgiven is no longer a choice..<br /><br />only way..<br />is to keep silent..<br />hide yourself..<br />and end your role..<br />no more trips<br />no more party<br />no more celebration..<br />no more gathering..<br /><br />just focous on your activities..<br />finished it.<br />and stop taking responsibility..<br />you;'re not a natural leader<br />not a natural great hero..<br /><br />go hide in your room and study...<br />DON repeat your failure in 1st yr,.<br />or you'll never stand up again..<br />i wonder..<br />if i'm the inactive type...<br />what will i be now...<br /><br />if i don't go the extra mile..<br />if i don care for anything..<br />if i just remain silent..<br />if i hide myself in others shadow..<br />from the beginning..<br /><br />maybe..<br />i'll be a better friend..<br /><br />to the 7 of you...<br /><br /><br />=(<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-6608320740402275134?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-14244107689955427362009-07-02T21:19:00.002+08:002009-07-02T21:32:10.284+08:00as i gaze through the pitch black skyline of kuala lumpur, i can feel somehing is different. yup. indeed. staying in a new place with numerous characters of housemates is indeed something i'd never experienced before. as soon as i first stepped into my new house, 'vistana' nothing except a full inch of dust appear in my eyes. sorrow struck my spine and fear took full controll of me when i 1st caught the sight of my "new" home.. well.. then come the war.<br /><br />war against the dust and dirt. we clean and clean and clean pack and pack and pack.. 48 hours.. it took us almost a full 48 hours, 7 strength of weak and weary soul fresh from holidays to just clean this small and miserable house. well. it turned out to be something fruitful..<br /><br />things went as i planned. washing machine, fridge, wireless.. everything was set up and done as soon as we glide through the 4th day of life in vistana. new fridge new washing machine. wow. indeed an incredible experience..<br /><br />then, summer always does not last long. suddenly, 7.2 magnitude large earthquake rocked vistana, making 7 of us scrambling madly for breath and life. losing hope and options, we do everything we can but to no avail. hoping against hope, everyone was trying badly to curb the catastrophe. unexpected one.. nope. i think it is expected.. as the cool and suave dark guy just stood aside and watch this scenario like watching a movie in IMAX..<br /><br />the earthquake subsequently subside and soon things change. skies start to clear and sunlight is shining again.. in the darknesss of KL nightline, the gimmer of KLCC can be seen, shining through the darkness of eerieness. proving she is not fear of anything surounding her. not even fear. the fear of loneliness.<br /><br />life. indeed is a roller coaster ride, a ride never ends.. till you breathe your last. the choice is in your hands. you had made yours. and regret is not a way to torture yourself. since you'd chosen the road not taken, be strong and bear through all obstacles that stumbles upon you. deep inside yourself.. you'd not changed at all. you are still the same old jacquez. as strong as you might see yourself. find back your true self. your personality.. everyone has high hopes on you. and you know who you are.. nevery say die and never allow defeat to take advantage of your soul..<br /><br />it is a path of life. this is your path of life.. your destiny. yourself. maybe you are far apart from what you want and everything that you think may bring happiness to you, but there is always a silver lining in the clouds. rainy days will pass soon and blazing sun is coming to burn your soul.<br /><br />prevail my dear friend.. you're who you are. there is always a saying..<br /><br /><br />yong bu yan bai. .<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-1424410768995542736?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-79900076841906464492009-06-27T11:01:00.001+08:002009-06-27T11:05:23.769+08:00going back in few hours time. and i love everything about ipoh.. just everything. thank you very much. will miss here .. friends and food and family.. good luck everyone.. have a great 2 month break.. happy time. roller coaster drive at night and crazy swimming lesson plus scrumptious food.. fantastic movie and great steamboat .. durians. trips and holidays..all the best thing i'd in 2 months time.. looking forward again. roaring loud and coming back to class..<br />^^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-7990007684190646449?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-11548053219130645322009-06-22T16:08:00.003+08:002009-06-22T16:13:40.573+08:00time moves fast. as soon as we just blinked our eyes.. 2 months have gone. indeed it was so fast that i barely able to recapture what had i done for the past weeks. 2 months gone and we are going back. back to where we stride our 1st step in uni life.<br />one year gone and the 2nd yr is anticipating us.. it is reality that it'll be much tougher than the first.<br />then. all of a sudden.. they came across my mind.. as the going gets tough.. the tough gets going. will i be tough enough? will we be tough enough? how many of us will win the merciless battle this time? by hook or by crook... we must win. as the future is laid there. just a few footsteps away..<br />new life.. new hope .. new determination..<br />it's time.. revenge of the fallen..<br />haha..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-1154805321913064532?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-53046884833086939972009-06-22T16:04:00.000+08:002009-06-22T16:08:08.411+08:00time moves fast.. as fast as adrenaline surged through one's blood when he is on the verge of death.. and suddenly..<br /> i hate it. disconnected again..<br />arghh..!! what a bad connection i have here.. streamx useless...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5304688483308693997?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-91258912772576023362009-06-13T21:34:00.002+08:002009-06-13T21:37:30.104+08:00grief<br />pain<br />sorrow<br />hurt<br />all hit like a hard rock<br />on this fragile soul<br />once again..<br />it breaks into pieces..<br />one year wasted<br />nothing done<br />nothing gain..<br />a grass by the roadside<br />sigh..<br />life's meaningless<br />efforts splashed..<br />agony soared..<br />speechless<br />it's time to give up..<br />wondering..<br />what will happen next<br />YOU ARE JUST NOT GOOD ENOUGH !!!<br /><span style="font-size:180%;">ADMIT IT !!<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">YOU are not brilliant !!<br />you are not great !!<br />you are not anybody !!<br />nobody..</span> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-9125891277257602336?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-33089653392867522482009-06-13T21:07:00.000+08:002009-06-13T21:13:08.146+08:00shame and guilt..<br />it all filled you up now..<br />how can this happen to you..<br />a year on..<br />and..<br />what had u acheive..?<br />nothing<br />nothing at all..<br />do you know..<br />365 days are a huge amount of time spent.<br />and yet..<br />you gain nothing..<br />except..<br />pavillion..<br />time square..<br />bkt bintang..<br />petaling street..<br />sunway..<br />malacca..<br />genting..<br />and lots of money wasted..<br />u are such a useless pick of dead wood..<br />your presence does not have any meaning..<br />and you failed everything..<br />your parents..<br />your family..<br />your friends..<br />you are no longer yourself<br />or you are not yourself either..<br />hide yourself ..<br />in your past shadow..<br />keep yourself..<br />in the darkness of grief..<br />you owe everyboday an explaination..<br />you are such a disgust..<br />such a shame..<br />don ever show your face..<br />don ever shown up yourself..<br />you are useless..<br />you are nothing..<br />you are a rotten dead meat..<br />thj..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-3308965339286752248?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-57143941970970773362009-06-11T23:45:00.001+08:002009-06-11T23:50:07.761+08:00empty..<br /> i started wondering.<br />whether i'm who i am.<br />i still could not find my lost self.<br />and i don't know how.<br />so many years on,<br />i am still searching for it.<br />and i can't.<br />and find the very pertinent element<br />and it seemed that it has to be eternal.<br /> i doubt myself..<br />i hate myself..<br /><br />life..<br />seemed to be cruel<br />to mankind..<br /><br />reality<br />seemed to be harsh<br />to me..<br /><br />whatever..<br />i lost my words..<br />i lost myself..<br /><br />i surrender..<br />i give up...<br /><br />close fail..<br />end case..<br />the end..<br /><br />i don't know what else to utter..<br />disgust disgrace...<br />i hate it..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5714394197097077336?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-38648028487071786472009-04-18T16:59:00.000+08:002009-04-18T17:01:32.444+08:00何谓义气？义气就是当人类在面临困难时，有紧急的时候，愿意伸出援手的人类。需强调的—是人类，万物之灵的人类。头脑比其他动物发达，会想，会分析事物的人类。<br /><br />往往，在这无情的世界里，人类总是学会了一句成语，人不为己，天诛地灭。咳，为何在这妙手仁心的环境中，人类也会那么的无情，冷血？现实，不守信用，出尔反尔，一切一切人类丑陋的一面都显现出来。<br /><br />原 来，患难见真情是对的。在困难中，你才会找到真正的朋友，真心的朋友。那些所谓什么上刀山下油锅的死党，生死之交，都是废话一大堆。大难领头，大家只会各 自飞，那管你整样。更何况，现在都不是什么大难，只是有好处而已，就有福自享，大难陷害你。这种那么没有道德的事情，竟然在以后未来救人族的党派里出 现？！！ 哈哈，好可爱的一群妙手仁心，以后还想拯救世界，散播爱情，造福人群。荒聊，一切都是荒聊！也许我没有资格去批评什么什么人，所以，我是在骂自己。<br /><br />突然间，看透了人类很多狠毒的心态，很多不好的念头。人之初性本善。随着经验，学习，人类开始泛滥了。难得的是，有义气的人类原来还未绝种。很欣赏，很欣赏你们，可以在患难中，竟然还顾虑朋友的心情，朋友的一切一切。你们果然是一等一的好人。<br /><br />Ish.. hard to write in mandarin. Long time didn’t write in mandarin but really can’t contain myself anymore. Time is a scarcity yet I really want to find some time out here to lash out on those people. Really can’t understand. Why people can be so selfish so stingy? If you done something that does not bring harm to others but bring benefits to you, it’s ok as humans always reserve the best for their own(except our parents) . but if u done something that bring severe damage to others just to give yourself some benefits. This is unacceptable, unthinkable unforgivable. Because of what you had done, people become homeless, thousands of ringgits thrown away, given to the wrong people, just like you go to sea and dump 20 RM50 into the sea. How can u done that?<br /><br />Humans are really evil soul. Mean soul everywhere. Pls beware when u mix around. CHOOSE THE RIGHT FRIEND. use your heart to see people, not eyes. Fortunately I found and thanks god u guys are the rightful friend that truly value what friendship are and what brotherhood is. congrets to those who rathere give up a better place to stay just to remain with friends, to remain in a gang in a group. Thankn you . you guys really save what little dignity that mankind almost lost it. and those who unmoved by better offers coming around, you too preserve the sincerity of friendship and salvage the names of medic student.<br /><br />here is a scenario. let's say your fees per month is rm200. u paid 3 months deposit + one month extra to break contract, that is 800, then electric deposit.rm100.u stay in kt one year is rm900 (one sem rm450). kt bus transport one year is 100. then if u stay kt, u save rm200 per month. one year is 2200 plus electric + water rm 200 per year. so income is 2200. out come is 1900.<br />so the profit is rm 300.. rm 300 is saved for what u had done but u lost everything else. u lost ur credibility, u lost ur friendship, u lost u dignity , you lost u pride, u lost yourself..<br /><br />CONGRATULATIONS..<br /><br /><br /><br />5 years, 5 more years to come, there is a long way to go… if u had already started making enemy in the 1st year, life will be thoroughly hard on the upcoming years. And if you had spoilt your name and dump your credibility into rubbish bin so early on, it is incontrovertible that you will find hard to get something. Something that is most valuable. Even more valuable that 4.0 in exam. What I called friendship.. greatful to have weekdays and others that treat me as one of your friends =)<br />Thou I’m totally unscattered in this HOME storm as my housemate has no problem, I deeply sympathize those who had much suffer this few days. Those tears shed, those heart ripped, those friendship broken and lost.. I wish that u guys can stand up strong and there is always a sunny day after a storm.. good luck in your finals and all the best.. !!<br /><br /><br />A person who cares, who hopes for peace<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-3864802848707178647?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-19236454961530526632009-04-18T16:10:00.000+08:002009-04-18T16:12:22.176+08:00何谓义气？义气就是当人类在面临困难时，有紧急的时候，愿意伸出援手的人类。需强调的—是人类，万物之灵的人类。头脑比其他动物发达，会想，会分析事物的人类。<br /><br />往往，在这无情的世界里，人类总是学会了一句成语，人不为己，天诛地灭。咳，为何在这妙手仁心的环境中，人类也会那么的无情，冷血？现实，不守信用，出尔反尔，一切一切人类丑陋的一面都显现出来。<br /><br />原来，患难见真情是对的。在困难中，你才会找到真正的朋友，真心的朋友。那些所谓什么上刀山下油锅的死党，生死之交，都是废话一大堆。大难领头，大家只会各自飞，那管你整样。更何况，现在都不是什么大难，只是有好处而已，就有福自享，大难陷害你。这种那么没有道德的事情，竟然在以后未来救人族的党派里出现？！！ 哈哈，好可爱的一群妙手仁心，以后还想拯救世界，散播爱情，造福人群。荒聊，一切都是荒聊！也许我没有资格去批评什么什么人，所以，我是在骂自己。<br /><br />突然间，看透了人类很多狠毒的心态，很多不好的念头。人之初性本善。随着经验，学习，人类开始泛滥了。难得的是，有义气的人类原来还未绝种。很欣赏，很欣赏你们，可以在患难中，竟然还顾虑朋友的心情，朋友的一切一切。你们果然是一等一的好人。<br /><br />Ish.. hard to write in mandarin. Long time didn’t write in mandarin but really can’t contain myself anymore. Time is a scarcity yet I really want to find some time out here to lash out on those people. Really can’t understand. Why people can be so selfish so stingy? If you done something that does not bring harm to others but bring benefits to you, it’s ok as humans always reserve the best for their own(except our parents) . but if u done something that bring severe damage to others just to give yourself some benefits. This is unacceptable, unthinkable unforgivable. Because of what you had done, people become homeless, thousands of ringgits thrown away, given to the wrong people, just like you go to sea and dump 20 RM50 into the sea. How can u done that?<br /><br />Humans are really evil soul. Mean soul everywhere. Pls beware when u mix around. CHOOSE THE RIGHT FRIEND. use your heart to see people, not eyes. Fortunately I found and thanks god u guys are the rightful friend that truly value what friendship are and what brotherhood is. congrets to those who rathere give up a better place to stay just to remain with friends, to remain in a gang in a group. Thankn you . you guys really save what little dignity that mankind almost lost it. and those who unmoved by better offers coming around, you too preserve the sincerity of friendship and salvage the names of medic student.<br /><br /><br />5 years, 5 more years to come, there is a long way to go… if u had already started making enemy in the 1st year, life will be thoroughly hard on the upcoming years. And if you had spoilt your name and dump your credibility into rubbish bin so early on, it is incontrovertible that you will find hard to get something. Something that is most valuable. Even more valuable that 4.0 in exam. What I called friendship.. greatful to have weekdays and others that treat me as one of your friends =)<br />Thou I’m totally unscattered in this HOME storm as my housemate has no problem, I deeply sympathize those who had much suffer this few days. Those tears shed, those heart ripped, those friendship broken and lost.. I wish that u guys can stand up strong and there is always a sunny day after a storm.. good luck in your finals and all the best.. !!<br /><br /><br />A person who cares, who hopes for peace<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-1923645496153052663?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-43620740498763783982009-04-05T21:15:00.002+08:002009-04-05T21:38:23.740+08:00many years ago, there was a great hero in the west. in the country christopher columbes found. in a great land. D418. that was the time when the hj were badly oppressed by siang.. because the ppl of siang think that they owe the room and hj should not stay in that land. hj do not have much opportunity. in every part of life, politics, economy, social or whatever. they are oppressed and not being given same rights as siang. but then stood one great leader, he said. i have a dream. and his dream was to unite hj and siang. that time, his quote was taken as a joke and noone believe him. everyone think that he is joking and talking nonsence. much much many years later, when man can conquer the space, rise one great leader. he proved that change is what everyone can do. he is the 1st hj ppl to be the leader of room d418. that proved the great leader's word right !! though it took many years to fullfill.it happened indeed. change we can. here came a dream of a simple guy, wishing to unite greats of same kingdom. we as the descendants of the dragon should not have any sore feelings and anguish amongst each other. the birth of a dragon should be celebrated by all phoenix, not those from the same kingdom only.. as the main person of the day is the dragon not the phoenix.no matter how deep is the rivalry between the phoenix, they will also unite in that day just to celebrate the great day of the dragon.as what they hope is the best moments for the dragon..here, one of the descendant of the dragons, too have a dream.. a dream that all blood will flow together in a stream forming a great river that unite to transform into a stong waterfall that will swipe away all rivalry and dark history.. sincerity shall prevail.. united. we can make a difference.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-4362074049876378398?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-13389053248382251032009-03-28T02:21:00.002+08:002009-03-28T02:24:01.372+08:00I’ve tried to keep my feelings but I really can’t.<br />Twice I tried to keep it to myself, not wanting to affect others feelings<br />But sorry.<br />I can’t<br />I’ve to lash it out somewhere..<br />I tried to go to bed<br />To sleep<br />To forget this problem<br />But I can’t<br />And here I was<br />Awake again<br />Shedding tears again<br />2nd time of the night<br />I do not know why<br />But really quite emo<br />Tonight<br />Tried to contain myself<br />Failed again<br />Just like what I did in my exam<br />Tension arised.<br />I know<br />Everyone is feeling the same<br />I just lack of that important thing<br />The thing that can build my confidence n optimistic.<br />Kept on thinkin of the negative part.<br />Really.<br />It caught me.<br />Stress. Here u are<br />U won<br />I admit.<br />U WON!!<br />I lost.<br />I am succumbed to stress<br />Every night I slept<br />With guilty of not finishing my studies<br />But I;m exhausted. I’m tired.<br />I cant. The same old problem arised.<br />My roommate is too great. He is giving me pressure . indeed<br />I kno he didn’t mean it. and I tried to ignore it..<br />But I FAILED.<br />I know many of u will falter also if u r in the same situation.<br />Every night.. if u sleep much earlier than him.. and every day spent less time studying than him,..<br />Will u think what u studied is enough?<br />Will u think what u covered is complete?<br />Will u think u r ready for exam?<br />I’ve been trying.<br />But really every tired. Gonna give up soon..<br />Every night still awake by 2or even 3am..<br />But there r ppl sleeping late at 4 or 5am..<br />Will u think u r well enough><br />It is not the matter of comparing with other ppl<br />Is the matter of whether u can go through yourself of not feeling guilty.<br />Of feeling ready even thou u study much less.<br />I don’t know.<br />Sorry.<br />My mood is bad,,<br />Lash it out on u..<br />Sorry sorry..<br />My fault.<br />Sigh..<br /> academic pressure surely gain the edge over me now..<br />lost in a great battle..<br />less than 4 weeks<br />4 modules.<br />4 once n 4 all<br />some more so many haiz.. dunno how to say..<br />arghh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />calm down..... fu fu fu fu...<br />i'm fine.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-1338905324838225103?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-34058694116273790072009-03-15T03:20:00.003+08:002009-03-15T03:38:11.399+08:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">It’s another gloomy night as my close friend came visiting me again. I do now know why it is so often recently. It’s a hatrick scored by him.3 days in a roll.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">haiz.. this word kept on come out from my mouth.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">how? i do not know..</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">emotions are high.. have to controll myself.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">can't..</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">just lash out here.. don care..<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Life has certainly been full of thorns recently . admit it. I’m certainly not enjoying my life now. Hate it. everything I planned ended up in a mess. Fine. No more planning. Sometimes really think that I’m stupid. Felt tired. Exhausted. Don’t want to live in a life of everybody. Wanna live in a life of my own. Don’t want to care others. Stop all those planning to make a group clicks. Stop all those thinking to wrap up your friend. Stop everything to seal friendship. No one appreciate it.. NOONE.. stop wasting time. Redang trip for all chiness? What a great joke. Wasting of your time. Phone bill and effort and also money. Just go home and be with your parents. That will be more appreciative. And rightful too..183 trip during our holiday?? Well may work but you’ve lost your zeal to plan anything, let it be.. a weekdays trip during holiday? Enough.. no one is agreeing with your idea. No need to do extra mile. What comes on goes on. And leaves too.. activity activity activity non stop working. Do you think you are a robot? !! stop it !!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">If you keep on like this. Definitely you’ll fail your exam. Enough thj.. no more bull shitting. Concentrate on studies. Put everything aside… work for yourself. No more care for others.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal">how you fare your formative? you know it. you know how you do it. worse than anything</p><p class="MsoNormal">how many questions you do not know ?</p><p class="MsoNormal">you may not want to unveil it. you hv lost it certainly.</p><p class="MsoNormal">lost your brilliance.. are you going in for exam or colouring..?</p><p class="MsoNormal">go back to kindergarten.</p><p class="MsoNormal">you can colour better at that time.</p><p class="MsoNormal">a shadow walking amongst the shallow lake..</p><p class="MsoNormal">thinking you may drown yourself but end up creating a joke of yourself..</p><p class="MsoNormal">angry of many things.. if only i can be emotionless.. no need care so many things.</p><p class="MsoNormal">live one day happy one day save one day.. can we do it?<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">such irony..<br /><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></p> think of yourself. care for your own.. friendship relationship? forget it..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-3405869411627379007?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-59083342701235789332009-03-11T21:01:00.002+08:002009-03-11T21:08:46.191+08:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">How long can something last?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">I wonder<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">I wonder how<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">I wonder why<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Life is so special<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Life is so complicated<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Minds are so complex<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Human are so typical<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Things are so strange<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Everything so weird<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> the more u think<br />the worse u get<br />pessimist or optimist<br />u can choose<br />but u chose the road not taken<br />why<br /><br /><br />why<br /><span style="font-size:180%;">why?<br /><br />why must you be like this?<br /><br />don't you think it is a bit over.?<br /><span style="font-size:100%;">you fight for it<br /><br />and now you let it go..<br />too free is it?<br /><br />whole year<br /><br />one whole year<br /><br />almost 365 days..<br />relentlessly you fight<br /><br />fight<br />fight<br />fight<br />fight<br />struggle<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />struggle<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />struggle<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />struggle<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />struggle<br />and now you get it..<br /><br />so many merits..<br />but you give up..<br />aduh...<br /><br />really like..<br />a fool<br />brainless<br />BL..<br /><br />enough<br />try to be clever<br />try to have motive<br />can u?<br />stop doing wasteful things<br />stop wasting energy<br />you re going to be anergy<br /><br />thj.. stand up<br />speak out<br />live ur spirits<br />where is yong bu yan bai..<br />it is there<br />inside your heart<br />come on..<br />go go go<br />show ur power<br />live ur words<br />spread ur enthusiasm<br /><br />prove to me you still have the spirit<br />the spirit..<br />once took u so high..<br />i know..<br />u still have what it takes<br /><br />to be what you want...<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5908334270123578933?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-85728954748261370742009-03-11T18:26:00.002+08:002009-03-11T18:31:30.610+08:00SIEN AH !!!!<br />very very sien<br />lost of form<br />lost of determination<br />lost of yong bu yan bai<br />yong bai bu yan<br />haiz haiz haiz..<br />siensiesn sien<br /><br />vistana or kt?<br />cyin, siang, or kt hc ali?<br />nice food or malay food?<br />no personal space or got single room?<br />share room or personal space?<br />gym swinning pool or football jogging?<br />monorail or bus?<br />shoppings n funs or studies n confined?<br />waste money or save money?<br />sick got ppl care or sick till dead?<br />studies can ask siang or self study?<br />no friends vs no friend.?<br />more entertaintainment vs less entertainment?<br />less study time vs more study time?<br />less activity vs more activity?<br />safe vs dangerous?<br />high risk of pregnancy vs no risk?<br /><br /><br />HOW HOW HOW<span style="font-size:180%;"> HOW HOW HOW??????????</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">FAN FAN FAN FAN</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">GO DIE LA THJ... USELESS</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-8572895474826137074?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-6408056909292571572009-03-09T23:03:00.001+08:002009-03-09T23:04:42.070+08:00HOME<br />IS INDEED THE BEST<br />BEST PLACE<br />for everything<br />to relax<br />to enjoy<br />to rejuvenate<br />i love my home..<br />thanks..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-640805690929257157?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-68100574794890476312009-03-04T00:40:00.002+08:002009-03-04T01:14:36.229+08:00As i gaze through the pitch dark sky of the night in KL, i realize something.. it has been a long time since i last do this.. and my friends maybe will notice, many months had passed since i started my blog with this type of phrase.<br />The reason i 1st started to write blog is to spill my feelings out and to reduce the grief inside myself, and now. It seemed that i need to write again for this purpose. Luck is very fair to everybody, so do happiness and agony. Long has it be since agony last came visiting my soul, and the colonization of happiness in my cardiac muscle had given me much wonderful experience is my past months.<br />Really get upset with things recently, was trying hard to cover it up.. but as u cover more, the more it’ll be exposed. The stronger to try to hide it, the tougher you feel. I’m very tired , very tension and stressed out.. enough of everything that is happening beside me.<br />Gone are the days where i like to spill out my feelings to everyone beside me. Now, it seemed hard to share my soul with people. Becoming more passive and pessimist, it is certainly not a good sign as a fragile soul cannot sustain much tension and stress. There is always a limit to everyone.<br />I’ve many things want to voice out but I cannot said it out here because I know once I’d lashed it out it will be game over for everything. What I can do now is bear with it and do my best to maintain what I have now.. problems arising from family, friendship, society , organization.<br />Everything is so much, everything is different from before. Day in day out. Things changes, feelings ripen and fade off. It is inevitable that many things are not eternal. I wanted to said out how I feel but I can’t. I do not want to hurt feelings and do not want to jeopardize things further.<br />Life is fragile. People get old easily and heath become a tantalizing issue soon. Age soon will ripe us out of everything we have. The glory, the power, the strength, the demure. Envy is also a force that come calling us to the ravine of hatred, anger and frustration. I do now want it to end like this.. IT..<br />Tears is a good helping secretion from human body that can help us reduce agony n grief. But even now, I found out that I’d lost it. I’d lost grip on many things that once become the stronghold of mine. It is so loose. Everything changes so fast.. even my tears.. I’ve lost the power to control it. the power to spill it out from my eyes when I’m in grief.. I can no longer control things around me.. it is so abstract.. it is going to go soon. It is going to fade soon.. it will be leaving me soon..<br />What is it? only my heart can tells..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-6810057479489047631?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-64204297408454935182009-02-28T23:17:00.004+08:002009-02-28T23:24:44.659+08:00wow.. today is incredible great. done many great things..<br />1st of all.. fashion show.. with a chinese traditional outfit and a great pose... haha.. awesome..<br />next.. went for HM class for the 1st time in my 2nd sem<br />incredible huh? got caught for ponteng twice.. if one more time then cannot take exam d..<br />next. went to market 4 my 1st meal of the day at 2.30pm..<br />wow.. it is so late i know and my stomach almost groaning in unbearable pain.. however.. did a great deed today.. as the zap fan auntie is closing her shop.. there are many dishes left..<br />she said she will throw it away,..<br />being EMPATHIC and PRETENDING to be kind..<br />bought alot of food from her.. so not to waste the dishes..haha..<br />end up.. getting around inviting ppl to hv dinner with me..<br />BUT !! NOONE... noone wants to join.. so ....<br />end up eating it with my friends who bought the dish with me..<br />wow.. it is scrumptious.. mouth watering.. so delicious.. i like it..<br />have the warmth of home.. so nice..<br />then.. the best part came.. someone suggested to go macd 4 dessert..<br />and boom..<br />bumped into alex's car n got there.. 6 of us went..<br />take ice cream.. n a cup .. A CUP i mean .... A CUP of coke..<br />gulp gul[p gulp... drank so fast n REFILL REFILL REFILL.... haha...<br />end up so fullz....<br /><br /><br />haiz... so much things to study ...<br />almost lost in the race to the finish line.. i can be the last one.. but i cannot accept to be left out of the race,, HELP !!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-6420429740845493518?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-75845142981432646152009-02-27T00:54:00.001+08:002009-02-27T00:55:16.245+08:00Suddenly feel no mood to do anything.. and realized that I’ve a blog.. so.. a strong feeling suddenly push me to write for a blog amidst this hectic and busy week. Very very busy recently.. till I do not have time for myself. And my books as well. Bogged down with several assignments and presentation, I really started to feel choke and gasping for help. Titas.. medicine and society presentation coming after ppd presentation, associated with several mega projects such as 4kl, amsep, east amsc, water carnival.. I can really feel the burden hitting me harder and harder. Almost fallen down and collapse.. well.. I’d collapsed today.. went straight back after class without having lunch.. slept for whole afternoon from 12 smth till 6.. really tired.. exhausting..<br />All of a sudden… I miss my family.. miss my friends back home.. recently keep on have reflection of my past.. matrix spm life… weird… it has long past.. but keep on thinking of it..<br />Wanted to go home badly… need to take a break from everything.. really burnt out..<br />Studies have long been left out of my timetable.. and my list of to be done everyday..when only can I start my studies? As a result, my formative… haiz.. fare badly in my formative as my counterparts all did very well.. really.. could not find time for myself…<br />Miss my home.. home sweet home…<br /><br />getting emotional than ever for this year now.. tears will never be shed easily..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-7584514298143264615?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-67626177629922790982008-12-31T22:11:00.003+08:002008-12-31T22:29:30.167+08:00few more hours left...<br />time is running out..<br />as the year 2008 slides away from me, i realised that time had really past very fast..<br />very soon that i barely able to catch it...<br />gazing back to what happened in the year 2008..<br />it was a little wonder that i was surprised by this roller coaster year too..<br /> yes. i had to admit..<br />the fact that 2008 was a better year than 2007...<br />but..<br />there are many ups and downs here too..<br />first and foremost..<br />matrix final exam...<br />fortunately..<br />it ended with joy as most of us got the results we wanted...<br />however...<br />everything came with a price....<br />the day finally came...<br />the day that 183 had to be separated..<br />all into different uni..<br />and left a single lonely soul into UKM...<br />indeed.. he is consider fortunate compared to his BROTHER...<br />as he got the course he dreamt for since young...<br />and also the uni which was his 1st choice....<br />but.. it is never be denied that he was truly saddened by the fact..<br />the cruel fact...<br />that he has to separate with all his 183 brothers...<br />he is alone there...<br />in that new place...<br />accompanied by few close pals...<br />that is his luck...<br />really<br />very lucky..<br />to at least has some friends here..<br />and managed to form a gang..<br />which named WEEKDAYS...<br />yup..<br />it is inevitable that this gang is still young..<br />the bond is still fragile...<br />anytime it can be broken...<br />but the spirits of everyone and efforts of everybody..<br />are so strong....<br />thank you very much....<br />in this very special year...<br />he also met a very special one..<br />whom he hopes to cure his wound..<br />deep deep wound inside his soul..<br />that was once a phantom of his life...<br />he found his life again..<br /><br />going into uni...<br />another reality check appeared..<br />that he is not so talented afterall..<br />and not so intelligent afterall..<br />he is just a normal person..<br />not a hero..<br />not a great person..<br /> he failed his exams badly..<br />twice..<br />and never managed to get an A at all..<br />not even once..<br />NO...<br />not even an A in his whole uni life...<br /><br />i still remember..<br />the moment last year...<br />where all 183 gather together..<br />in astaka KMM...<br />together we sing our FAMOUS SONG...<br />RAINBOW...<br />TOGETHER...<br />we waited each minutes passed and the new year to arrive..<br />TOGETHER..<br />we count down...<br />WE MADE OUR MV..<br />WE BIND OUR STRONG BOND..<br />WE ARE 183..<br />WE ARE BROTHERS...<br />that was not even the best part..<br />the beset part is when pu tao zai came..<br />and all of us hid under those stool..<br />it was so exhilarating..<br />i will never forget it..<br /><br /><br />such ironic...<br />this year..<br />located in kl...<br />the center of the city..<br />the capital of our country..<br />but ..<br />everything sounds so quiet here..<br />no more count downs..<br />no more 183..<br />NO MORE...<br />klcc.. bkt bintang.. all those mega shopping malls..<br />so near..<br />yet so far...<br />and our promise..<br />ONE EIGHT THREE promise..<br />to count down together ....<br />has become a dream ...<br />that never come true..<br /><br />undeniable...<br />distance separate us..<br />thou we are near ..<br />yet we are far apart..<br />deep inside our heart...<br />i know..<br />the spirit of 183..<br />will never die..<br />yong bu yan bai.. !!<br /><br /><br />2008 was not an easy nut to crack.. as we grow older.. we experienced more sufferings..<br />that is the only way to grow wiser and stronger...<br /><br />as years plod on...<br />i started to realise..<br />life..<br />it is so fragile..<br />and so unpredictable..<br />we can't controll everything..<br />it is not in our hands..<br />and we have to be responsible for everything we done.<br />every decision..<br />never regret..<br />as i'd regretted much decision i made this year...<br /><br />time really flies..<br />appreciate everything you have..<br />everyone besides you..<br />you may never know..<br />suddenly..<br />they will just leave you silently..<br />and so suddenly..<br /><br />by thAT time u will only regret..<br />but it is already too late..<br /><br />appreciate...<br />as time and tide will not for you...<br /><br /><br />be optimistic.. be strong.. be diligent..<br />YONG BU YAN BAI JACQUEZ !!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-6762617762992279098?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-61148607843084792392008-12-26T12:54:00.001+08:002008-12-26T12:55:43.681+08:00year 2008... a year full of excitement and mystery... blended with some feelings of ....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-6114860784308479239?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-54035049084921205482008-12-18T16:37:00.002+08:002008-12-18T16:39:38.398+08:00...will not be writing blog so often ...<br />.. that's it...<br />.. end ..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5403504908492120548?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-3934637117986434532008-11-29T23:20:00.002+08:002008-11-29T23:53:29.375+08:00have been more than a month..<br />i have not touch you..<br />i have not seen you..<br />i have not use see you.<br />you are kept..<br />deep inside..<br />you are kept..<br />surrounded by loneliness and despair.<br />i do not have the chance.<br />i do not have the time..<br />and the long wait has finally came to an end..<br /><br />today i have finally got the chance<br />to see you once again..<br />to take you out<br />from the dust..<br />and i can operate you once again..<br />my laptop..<br /><br />oh how should i manage it?<br />i mean my inbox..<br />it is flooded..<br />not with messages from friend..<br />but many many notifications messages and so on..<br />finally i can on9 <br />and write a blog..<br />how long has it been since i last wrote?<br />haha.<br />well.. final exam just over..<br />actually NOT realy over.<br />but many said it has over..<br />as my results is worse than ever ( i expect)..<br />so it is over..<br />finished.<br />i mean i am finished..<br />haha..<br /><br />so with ospe left everyone is in holiday mood..<br />and i am certainly looking forward for my holiday with holiday..<br />however.. my holiday will be without holiday as i will be travelling away..<br />far far away..<br />hehe..<br />once in a lifetime opportuniy to Europe..<br />the weather is freezing now..<br />hope i will be enjoying it..<br />even without holiday..<br /><br />hope holiday will be happy and enjoying also.<br /><br />hmm.. suddenly FORCED to shift to another place..<br />this place is already occupied<br />so have to squeeze..<br />so sorry to the original residents here..<br />after sem reopen. still have to stay for 2 weeks..<br />b4 can go back to my actual room in hostel..<br /><br />miss my room badly..<br />and all my belongings are scattered everywhere..<br />in 3 malay rooms.. in kt room. in my place here.. and in dunno where d..<br /><br />so.. what should i express out?<br />not much feelings recently..<br />just that exam has passed..<br />and i realise something<br />you have to strive to get what you want..<br />i have not done enough..<br />ya.. i have strive..<br />but not enough yet..<br />to get an excellent results..<br />so..<br /><br />next sem have to change..<br />if only i can ..<br />haha..<br /><br />haiz..<br />suddenly feeling emo..<br />dunno how to explain..<br />actually i know why..<br />but inappropiate to say out..<br />so just it be...<br /><br />friendship...haha.. forever.. =)<br /><br />yong bu yan bai!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-393463711798643453?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-11692738768696295812008-10-30T17:44:00.002+08:002008-10-30T18:02:31.836+08:00got tagged.. haha. whatever..<br />1. What's your ambition?<br />to be a great doctor full of empathy and sympathy<br /><br />2. Do you believe happily ever after?<br />no. but i'll try my best to achieve it<br /><br />3. How often do you think of committing suicide?<br />never. never. aappreciate your life man.<br /><br />4. Do you think you have enough confidence?<br />high and great<br /><br />5. How many babies you want?<br />wow. tough question.. depends to my FUTURE wife.. haha<br /><br />6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?<br />yup. but only in special times. and it will be more special if you are with special one<br /><br />7. What is your goal for this year?<br />43goals. one more than ronaldo.kaka. just kidding.<br />get good results academically n physically<br /><br />8. Do you believe in eternity love?<br />...<br /><br /><br />9.What's a perfect girlfriend/boyfriend like to u? (List 10)<br />love me<br />understanding<br />sensitive<br />caring<br />supportive<br />loving<br />sweet<br />joyfull<br />diligent<br />independent<br />haha<br /><br />* 10. What feeling do you love most?<br />peace and calm<br /><br />11. What are the requirements you wish from the other half?<br />honest and a true heart.<br /><br />12.is there anything you wanna tell the ppl you hate ?<br />i love u..=P<br /><br />13. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?<br />yes. as long as possible<br /><br />14.What does flying means to you?<br />freedom<br /><br />15.What do you crave for the most currently?<br />results. excellent academic results<br /><br />16. If you're given super power, what do you wish for?<br />world peace . no disaster. no sickness. no sufferings<br /><br />17. Describe the person who tagged you in 7 words.<br />kind hearted. good friend. diligent<br /><br />18.What have you done to yourself make yourself happy?<br />sports<br /><br />19.What will u become in another 10 years to come?<br />doctor. a great one.<br /><br />20. What is your fear?<br />lonely<br /><br />Instructions: Remove one question from above and add in your personal question. Make a total of 20 questions and tag 8 people. List them out at the end of the post. Notify them in their cbox that they've been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-1169273876869629581?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-52420578818489271222008-10-29T23:26:00.003+08:002008-10-29T23:37:04.786+08:00Life. <br />What is the meaning of life?<br /> Why do we exist? <br /> what is the purpose of human existence in this world? <br />Do we really have a mission or a task to do?<br />Or just simply exist to complete the livings things in the Earth?<br />Life is so fragile..<br />We are born. We grow up. We have our dreams. We set out sights. We make our goals. We strive to achieve it.<br />No matter what happens, the same conclusion appear.<br />We leave this world.<br />How many people who can really achieve their goals before they left?<br />Not everyone.<br />True.<br />It is ultimately true.<br />Some may not even has the chance to see the fruits of his effort and he left.<br />Some. Even worse. May not even have the chance to strive.<br />Fate is cruel.<br />Life is cold blooded.<br />We may be reaching the peak of our life and all of a sudden a downturn happened and we drop ravine deep. <br />We may think we are in the best of form and suddenly every bad luck struck like an uncontrollable epidemic<br />We are in the greatest moment of life but suddenly fate play a trick on us and we lost our loved ones.<br />How can life be such cruel? Without any sympathy and empathy and any feelings.<br />Life is cold blooded. But humans are warm blooded.<br />Well. Speechless.<br />It is fate and nothing we can do on it.<br />Not even the great human being. We can’t fight god. We can’t fight fate. We can’t even really fight cancer.<br />Life is really brief<br />Anything can happen<br />So unexpected<br />So sudden<br />So unpredictable<br />It is so scary.<br />It was just like yesterday I met her.<br />And all those nice moments<br />She is a good mother.<br />A kind hearted human<br />So fast<br />So abrupt<br />So sudden.<br />Not even having the chance to bid farewell.<br />i still remember the way u called my name<br />i still remember the spagetti you cooked for us<br />i still remember your smile. your healthy and jovial face.<br />i .... <br />...<br />why. <br />why<br />why..<br />why must it be you?<br />why life is so cruel?<br />why is this happening?<br />so short<br />so young<br />so fast<br />so brief<br />it is totally unacceptable.<br />no.<br />NO!!!<br /><br />Never will I forget the moments we’d gone through together.<br />Thank you for everything..<br />Didn’t realize tears can be shed for her too.<br />Empathy perhaps Dr would be?<br />The deepest condolence I bid to him<br />A very heart full of sympathy and empathy.<br />Be strong my friend.<br />Fate is cruel but we are always with you.<br />4 zhi.<br />Yong bu yan bai.<br />Rest in peace..<br /><br /><br /><br />p/s : love your parents and everyone beside you. you may not has much time with them left. take this opportunity to say..<br />mum dad i love u..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5242057881848927122?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-45938494563742261812008-10-29T13:09:00.000+08:002008-10-29T13:11:05.446+08:00Final is looming and the feeling is starting to haunt him..<br />What feeling?<br />Haha.. definitely not agony or depression anymore..<br />It is worry now.. a lot to worry<br />And sure<br />He has a point to worry..<br />His performance since entering medical school has not been so promising .<br />And well.<br />He is not very hardworking.<br />Not hardworking enough compared to others.<br />And guess what..<br />He has not even started his revision.<br />Still struggling to do pbl and other homework..<br />Coping with current lecture has also been a huge mountain to climb for him.<br />And.. hmmm..<br />There something that he found out..<br />Secondary school : among the best in Ipoh<br />Matrix : among the worst in Malaysia<br />Currently : among the top in Malaysia<br />No wonder he felt so hard to keep up with those people around him. And also keep up to the billing..<br />Seems like more effort are needed.<br />But after having honeymoon year in matrix. Will he rise up to occasion again? <br />Need so hard work Jacquez.. <br />haha<br />..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-4593849456374226181?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-72728414942303241592008-10-22T01:32:00.002+08:002008-10-22T02:06:43.351+08:00shocked !! good experience.. wow.. awesome.. be better prepared next time.. or else. dead meat.. precise and concise.. that's the key..<br /><br />actually... have another feeling.. this kinda awkwar and weird feeling..<br />can't really describe it. but try my best to voice it out.<br />recently. undoubted.. happy is the major feeling.. but sometimes. some mixed feelings still stirred up inside my stomach.. <br />had rejected pap mc role.. very free. happy.<br />refuse to join new activities..happy..<br />do want involve any more. very happy..<br /><br />today went to swimmin club water carnival meeting..<br />accidentally joined..<br />but ended up really happy. very very happy coz can discuss those activities and plan programme. i am the exco programme.. <br />in fact, found out that i'm happy with responsibility and activities to participate..<br />thes few days.. really seldom joined weekdays..<br />for lunch or dinner..<br />dunno.<br />felt that relationship is distancing..<br />never had we really have a meal in full force..<br />quite miss them just now during dinner though with you..<br />and so elated when meet them..<br />got excited to relate my csl experience to them<br />now only realise i didn't really relate my csl experience to you personally..<br />weird huh..<br /> suddenly miss life in a group..<br />just now see hau wei they all one group f6 so happy.. <br />so envy..<br />hmm... dunno how to really relate out my feelings..<br />wanna be in big group.. very happy like tat..<br />weekdays...<br />183.. 7 fa..<br /><br />but happy also in now life..<br />only sometimes miss a big gang..<br />dunno..<br />talking nonsense..<br />hate nov 8<br />hate it..<br />why?..<br />haiz.. <br />let it be<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-7272841494230324159?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-34856860289269791772008-10-22T01:24:00.002+08:002008-10-22T01:31:06.113+08:00humans. do humans really stride forward?<br />or will they move backwards?<br />the more you step ahead..<br />the further you left behind..<br />it's true..<br />but...<br />are you really not looking back?<br />sometimes somewhere some moment.<br />take a short break..<br />and turn to look what's left behind you..<br />maybe..<br />i meant it..<br />maybe..<br />you found out you've left something behind..<br />you reach out for it...<br />you want to pick it..<br />you tried to grab hold of it..<br />but..<br />as you strive harder..<br />you seemed further from it..<br />further.. further and further..<br />slowly sliding away..<br />fading away..<br /><br />when you turned your head back forward..<br />it appears in front of you again..<br />what an irony..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-3485686028926979177?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-57044994233078394352008-10-14T23:59:00.000+08:002008-10-15T00:00:17.662+08:00183.. <br />i'm speechless.<br />emotionless..<br />....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5704499423307839435?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-36168116356789487372008-10-10T00:37:00.001+08:002008-10-10T00:37:46.836+08:00Depression.. is it a sickness that cannot be cured? It is hard to be explained. He has been living happily for the past few weeks.. suddenly all problems seemed haunting him again, hitting him hard like a solid stone, stabbing deep into his heart creating unwanted agony, causing unbearable sour feelings. I do not know what is in his mind. He has said it hard and confirmed that he does not want. No. I very certain no to take up that role. And he also break out when he related his perception to his very good buddy. But, in the space of 24 hours, he changed his mind again. Yup, he is right. His sifu is right. It is almost impossible to control yourself and not be what you are. To be a person with a personality that does not resembles u is certainly a tough nut to crack. He is not his roommate. Both are different individual with different personality. He can’t follow him everything. Not involving in ANY activity maybe normal for his roommate but not for him. He certainly can’t accept that type of life. He is born like that. Nurtured that like. How can u ask someone so active like jacquez to keep himself inside his shell? To hide himself inside his room everyday.<br />Reality checks.. came the day when all his close friends got job to do. Let it be ajk or exco. But him? Left with what? Nothing to do. This is what he ask for. Free and easy. Relaxing lifestyle. Not bound by any commitment.. but. Is he happy? NO.. it certainly a strong negative answer. End up, he began searching for job to do. But what happen? He is not satisfied with the job available. He is certainly an idiot. Walking idiot. Stupid human with crazy thinking and an eccentric mind.<br />Recently. Really a lot problems. I agreed there are happy moments. But it comes with a price. And the price maybe too high. I miss kmm. I miss 183. I miss 7 fa. I miss c222 I miss baka.. I miss our base. There is no turning back. I’ve reach the point of no return.<br />Those who have fostered close friendship with me in kmm, perhapshc n ms.. maybe u all did realize something.. why I am not as enthusiast as before in organizing activities for weekdays compared to the past where I spent every heart and soul just to gather 183 n 7fa together? Maybe bcoz u all wanna say I have new target. But long before I have it I was already lost my enthusiasm in forging friendship. Sorry. I’m certainly in very bad mood now if my words hurt anyone I apologize.<br />I’ve done many mistakes since I came here. Compared to when I was in matrix. Hurting people feelings such as my buddy, not caring people feelings, my sifu. Playful flirtful stingy. And whatever. Even the simplest of mistake like getting into the wrong way of a lrt station also become a norm to me now. It never happens before. <br />Ya I’m still the same old me now. Proud arrogant zhi lian. But lack one quality. Confidence. Realld really very unhappy.. all problems came visiting like hari raya open house. Irresponsibility cause troubles to my buddy, not respecting caused sifu to be unhappy, my mood caused my friends around me to be moody too and my tangled up brain made myself very upset.<br />Si fu, you are right. I’m no longer the person I once was. I do not know how this could happen. Do you know I really felt very sad and sorry when u sent that message to me. I’m sorry. I don’t want to but I’ve done that mistake. I’m sorry. You’re right. I can only truly be myself when I’m with 183 and 7 fa. I’m sorry for other gangs here supporting me always and helping me. I do not know what to do. Your words truly speak out my heart. The very moment I finished reading that small note, I almost could not contain myself and wanted to shed tears. You’ve pointed it right what I felt the most. I can’t find myself back. Since the disastrous module, or maybe since the very day I stepped out from st. I’m no longer the very great jacquez once I thought I was. Confidence is low. Self esteem is zero. I’ve tried everything I can. To be happy. To be strong. To strive. To YONG BU YAN BAI>,, <br /><br />No. I can’t. it is time to take the yong bu yan bai tag off from me. The words no longer suits me. No point hanging something which is not practical beside ur mouth always .<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-3616811635678948737?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-66934114145999982752008-10-09T01:38:00.002+08:002008-10-09T02:42:31.085+08:00hey..y not u try go for audition?<br />har..? i'm not really gd one wo..<br />never mind. just have a try..u won't get any consequences also ..<br />ok.. then i'll go. it's ok..<br /><br /><br /><br />few weeks later..<br />congratulations. you are chosen to be the mc..<br />what?!! oh my god. die..<br />butterflies in my stomach<br />how how how.<br /><br />end up..<br />i'm sorry..<br />i know i'm not responsible.<br />sorry..<br />hopefully everything will turn out well for u all..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-6693411414599998275?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-75782462361030445752008-09-09T13:11:00.019+08:002008-10-04T19:12:18.211+08:00<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td align="middle" style="color:#eeeeee;"><br /><span style="font-size:14;"><br /><strong>Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence</strong><br /></span></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><br /><center><img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/linguistic.gif" width="100" /></center><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br />You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well.<br /><br />An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.<br /><br />You are also good at remembering information and convincing someone of your point of view.<br /><br />A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.<br /><br /><br /><br />You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/">What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?</a></div><br /><br /><table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center><br /><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><br /><strong>How You Are In Love</strong><br /></font></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.<br /><br /><br /><br />You give completely and unconditionally in relationships.<br /><br /><br /><br />You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.<br /><br /><br /><br />You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.<br /><br /><br /><br />You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.<br /></font></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/">How Are You In Love?</a></div><br /><br /><br /><table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center><br /><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><br /><strong>The True You</strong><br /></font></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whosthetrueyouquiz/you.jpg" height="100" width="100"></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />You want your girlfriend or boyfriend to do more for you.<br /><br /><br /><br />With respect to money, you spend as little as possible.<br /><br /><br /><br />You think good luck might come your way, but if it does you'll be so surprised you'll burst out laughing.<br /><br /><br /><br />The hidden side of your personality tends to be a little selfish. You only do what interests you.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are tend to think about others' feelings a lot, perhaps because you are so eager to be liked.<br /><br /><br /><br />When it comes to finding a romantic partner, you will search and search until you find your perfect match.<br /></font></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosthetrueyouquiz/">Who's The True You?</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-7578246236103044575?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-57358450871278733202008-09-09T13:11:00.016+08:002008-10-04T18:58:50.800+08:00<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"><br /><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" ><br /><strong>You Are Chardonnay</strong><br /></span></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><br /><center><img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofwineareyouquiz/chardonnay.jpg" width="100" /></center><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br />Fresh, spirited, and classic - you have many facets to your personality.<br /><br />You can be sweet and light. Or deep and complex.<br /><br />You have a little bit of something to offer everyone... no wonder you're so popular.<br /><br />Approachable and never smug, you are easy to get to know (and love!).<br /><br /><br /><br />Deep down you are: Dependable and modest<br /><br /><br /><br />Your partying style: Understated and polite<br /><br /><br /><br />Your company is enjoyed best with: Cold or wild meat<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofwineareyouquiz/">What Kind of Wine Are You?</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5735845087127873320?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-10907135758988633302008-09-09T13:11:00.015+08:002008-10-04T18:57:07.570+08:00<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"><br /><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" ><br /><strong>What Your Taste in Chocolate Says About You</strong><br /></span></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><br /><center><img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thechocolateoracle/chocolate.png" width="100" /></center><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br />You are sophisticated, modern, and high class.<br /><br />Your taste is refined, but you are not picky.<br /><br />You are often the first to try something new.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are energetic and quick to act.<br /><br />You are open minded, and you easily adopt new social causes.<br /><br />While your heart is in the right place, you often can't follow through with your dreams.<br /><br /><br /><br />You love to be in love. You crave romance, whether you're single or not.<br /><br />You feel lost when you don't feel passion... you need someone to adore.<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thechocolateoracle/">The Chocolate Oracle</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-1090713575898863330?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-57112705748015309002008-09-09T13:11:00.014+08:002008-10-04T18:50:44.966+08:00finally.. it is the end of holidays. and the end of my boredom.. and can go back to uni.. hope for more adventures and excitement awaiting... weekdays.. haha.. weekdays for weekdays.. weekends for weekends.. haha.. awaiting those hungry moment at my room in midnight where i can eat supper once again with my roommate. and those time where he study non stop whereas i sleep non stop.. haha.. lecture?.. hmm.. i'm anticipating.. to sleep in lecture hall again.. so long nvr do that.. so umcomfortable.. moreover.. want some football. leg has been itching so much that i can't wait for the next football match.. wow.. seems many adventures looming.. excited.. can't wait to go back..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5711270574801530900?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-55168115359266120662008-09-09T13:11:00.011+08:002008-09-28T17:43:43.044+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9RH2A9uPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xJ2K-msdy60/s1600-h/27092008101.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251004885737781490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9RH2A9uPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xJ2K-msdy60/s320/27092008101.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9RH3opQGI/AAAAAAAAACA/nROVvItRFPo/s1600-h/28092008123.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251004886172647522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9RH3opQGI/AAAAAAAAACA/nROVvItRFPo/s320/28092008123.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9RIB1xaCI/AAAAAAAAACI/aHPoiUckCBU/s1600-h/28092008127.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251004888912062498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9RIB1xaCI/AAAAAAAAACI/aHPoiUckCBU/s320/28092008127.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9RIbP6AsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5FqmaT4267Y/s1600-h/27092008112.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251004895732564674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9RIbP6AsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5FqmaT4267Y/s320/27092008112.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9NRnxi0_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Y8mZ4rPACYI/s1600-h/27092008104.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251000655667188722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9NRnxi0_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Y8mZ4rPACYI/s320/27092008104.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9NR-AUb4I/AAAAAAAAABY/mGHtSMyOmrE/s1600-h/27092008115.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251000661634740098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9NR-AUb4I/AAAAAAAAABY/mGHtSMyOmrE/s320/27092008115.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9NR6-In_I/AAAAAAAAABg/jl0bgBafofo/s1600-h/28092008140.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251000660820271090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9NR6-In_I/AAAAAAAAABg/jl0bgBafofo/s320/28092008140.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9NSNAXWtI/AAAAAAAAABo/3cPcHBBWwJA/s1600-h/28092008129.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251000665661463250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7h72Ljg3I-I/SN9NSNAXWtI/AAAAAAAAABo/3cPcHBBWwJA/s320/28092008129.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div>hakuna matata.. it means no worries.. for the rest of your life. went to a place to relax myself. and enjoy. away from those problems of daily lives and worries of haunting nights. wow. this place is awesome. the very moment i stepped on the ground. cool chilly breeze gently touched my face. the air. is so soothing and refreshing. no wonder i liked this place so much. and the voices of the nature. birds chirpping. insects sound and waterfall cascading down the solid hard rocks.. painted a tranquil beauty of mother nature that made me exasperating for more mesmerising scene..<br /><br />and the food. wow. must mention. strawberries. strawberries and strawberries.. everything is about strawberries.. ice cream. yoghurt. pie.. scones. do u know what scones is? haha. must try it one day. it is sumptuous .. something that is out of the world. and what else..<br /><br />most imperative. the atmosphere. i really like the atmosphere here alot. no worries no troubles. it;ll be better if i can just off my phone and relax.. too bad.. many stuffs haven do and can't just be so irresponsible..<br /><br />yay.. it may be quite bored up there but sometimes can take a break from the hectic schedule and tense ur muscles while refresh urself in this wonderfull place.. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><br />moreover.. those flowers are such a beauty too.. nope.. minus tat one with tat black charcoal face..kaka.. and what excite me the most in the eerie silence of the night is..... FOOTBALL!! wow.. i got to watch a football match again after so many months of isolation from that idiot box--tv.. not one. but 2 matches .. really happy n enjoyed myself alot.. except for the temporary interuption of unwanted obstacles in my highly anticipated 183 trip.. however.. problem should be sloved by the great 183 now i think.. hahah..<br /><br /><br />so.. in a nutshell.. a perfecet place to enjoy and relax...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5516811535926612066?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-76978098743539693932008-09-09T13:11:00.008+08:002008-09-12T11:53:53.861+08:00well.. 7 days had gone. and i'm home 7 days. actually it is just 6 days. but since i'm departing today and will never be back till sunday and will straight away set off once i stepped into my house on sunday. so it means i'm home for 6 days only ..<br /><br />so..what has changed?<br />nothing much..<br />except.. i'm stronger..<br />hopefully..<br />can withstand those obstacles waiting to bang on me one by one<br />even if everything come at same time..<br />I STILL CAN HANDLE IT!!<br />COME ON.. i'm ready..!!!<br /><br />even in the hardest of time<br />in the most agonizing moment.<br />in the darkness of loneliness<br />in the sadness of mind<br />in the lost of soul<br />in the deepest moment..<br />inside my room<br />whatever element prepared to terrorize me..<br />i'm ready..<br /><br />not forgetting..<br />life is fragile.<br />and short at the same time...<br /><br />therefore. appreciate every moment<br />every second spent<br />every day..<br />weekdays<br />or weekends..<br /><br />people around you<br />people not around you..<br /><br />everything in this world is worth to be valued before it vanish..<br /><br />live life to the fullest...<br /><br />i'm back.. hopefully..<br /><br />p/s : well, i know what is awaiting once i'm back in ktsn.. module 2 results.. nah.<br />come on mr donkey.. i recoanize u..<br />AMSA.. 4KL... whatever..<br /><br />no matter what happens.. i know there will be you guys supporting me.. all of us supporting each other.. united.. we shall prevail..!!<br /><br /><br />reach for the stars!!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"><strong>YONG BU YAN BAI !!!</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-7697809874353969393?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-26608039482949017302008-09-09T13:11:00.006+08:002008-09-10T12:58:59.047+08:00bao bao bei bei bao ku chak<br /><br /><object height="110" width="300"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/QgEMSG8Uwm"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/QgEMSG8Uwm" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"></embed><a href="http://www.imeem.com/missyfreaky/music/yKuXsfqk/gary_cao_ge_superwoman/">Superwoman - Gary Cao Ge</a></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-2660803948294901730?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-60174153802673585342008-09-09T13:11:00.003+08:002008-09-09T23:23:20.034+08:00i don mind being a tissue box.. as long as i can unite all those tissues together.. i don mind be a driver. as long as the ppl i drove can be happy and cherrful.. i don mind be thin air.. i just want people in this world to continue survive by breathing me in. and experience every sweet and sour moments with my presence..<br /><br />it is not so bad after all being a tissue ..<br />as long as it is usefull and meaningful to mankind..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-6017415380267358534?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-76806127735161189052008-09-09T13:11:00.002+08:002008-09-09T13:44:28.420+08:00as i gaze through the sky.. i could not imagine the colour of the sky anymore..<br />from blue to white to orange to black and some silver lining...<br />time passed really fast .. bullet speed.. <br />everyday i wake up in a cozy bed, i realised that another day has passed<br />well. friendship is very unique..<br />we may not know how long can it last<br />it may last for a day<br />a year... as in matrix<br />or perhaps eternal...<br /><br /><br />however, as long as we preserve every sweet and sour memories we gone through,<br />and appreciate every second and minute we spent.<br />and not grumbling for the little time we may have..<br /><br />ukm is now where i am now..<br />and i'd reached a point of no return<br />this may be the last hurrah for me<br /><br />friendship... is special..<br /><br />fraternity and weekdays..<br />2 vert special gang in ukm..<br />we may not know how long our friendship will last<br />but just try to preserve it as long as possible<br /><br />it is almost inevitable that all of us will stay in various locations next year<br />maybe 3 or 4 different places..<br />but just hang on to our friendship<br />as long as it may last..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-7680612773516118905?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-226103826635468152008-08-29T22:08:00.002+08:002008-09-08T13:23:10.079+08:007 september 2008<br /><br />a very memorable day for my coursemate aka good friend aka 7 flowers aka thursday(girl)..<br />it was her birthday and we planned a very memorable( i hope) birthday party and surprise for her.. well. the planning took not much time.. just a week or 2 i suppose.but, the effect was great.<br />knowing that it will be our mid sem break and all of us will be at home at that time, we planned a double party for her. 1st was in ktsn,ukm.. which was normal and brisk as it was last minute planning. but the second. was one that i was proud of.<br /><br />most important.. was the guests that were invited on that day. it makes the party not only memorable for her but also meaningfull for me as i finally, after so many days, almost 2 months into uni, managed to group with my very intimate gang.. <br />ONE EIGHT THREE ..<br /><br />yean: hey, i'm sorry .. i gotta go back to um early. i can't celebrate birthday with <br /> u.. sorry..<br />hc : never mind<br />hj : hey.. kt and chai could not come<br />hc : never mind<br />hj : haiz.. i failed to call any 183 to come again.. sorry<br />hc : never mind<br />hj : ur birthday only got me alison, ms and jo<br />hc : never mind<br /><br /><br />and then.. came the big day.. well.. i prefer to mention the day before the big day<br /><br />that was one of my greatest day since i went into uni. the reason? simply. merely because qi hong and cher wei were here.. In ipoh !! with me.. awesome. my 183 gang. we are reunited again.. that night.. we went out for DOUBLE course of dinner. then late in the wee hours of the day.. we made a slide show. no.. something like a short movie. for our birthday girl.. slept at 4am.. wake up at 7am.. <br /><br />the short movie.. we creat it with tears dripping at my eyelid. as we insert those pictures we took in matrix one by one.. all the memorable events of 183 and 7 flowers flashed through my mind's eye once again.. <br /><br />one year.. it went by so fast. like a wind<br /><br />the whole movie was about the beginning till the ending of our matrix life and our current life in uni.. 16 of us. all seperated into different uni in malaysis.. from the very north of penang till the very south of johor.. some even lost in action..<br /><br />that night.. my heart pounded so softly as i flew myself back to kmm..<br /><br />back to the main story.. the birthday party..<br />haha.. alright. it was like this. 8am. we gather in polo ground. 2 cars. 8 ppl.. <br /><br />one driven by the very lan yeng jacquez tan with sunglasses and spiky hair.<br />the other drove by the very demure alison lee with stunning look. (LOLX)<br /><br />we gather at polo ground.. then i left them to find a nice location there..<br />and..<br />i drove towards the birthday girl's mansion ..<br />when she sat in my car..<br />clearly. the disappointment was there.. <br />what only u and alison?...haha. i think that was what crossed her mind.<br /><br />when we reached the park again.. here came the game..<br />her duty. to find the people who will celebrate her birhtday with her..<br /><br />and that blur girl..<br /><br />her heart almost pounded out when she meet her friends.. nope. i mean our friends one by one.. 1st josephine. ok.. she knew she will be there..<br />then.. qi hong.. wow. happy. but she expected him too.<br />then come the surprise..<br />bbsb!!<br />she was elated..<br />then, another big surprise..<br />choon yean!! she almost grinned her teeth out..<br />she thought she was back in um..<br />then ms too..<br />wow..<br />she didn't expcet these ppl to be around..<br /><br />hope she was elated n blissfull...<br /><br />then came the normal thing. song cake snacks..<br />but. the movie time..<br />we 3.. (183) watched the movie so touched till our tears almost fall... but they..<br />haha.. no word to describe them..<br /><br /><br /><br />however... good times are always short..<br />time to go back.. i mean my 183 gang..<br />haiz.. the saddest moment is always the seperation part..<br /><br />bid farewell to them... with very very heavy heart..<br /><br />well.. this was no special thing as many birhtday parties amongst us were planned before this and ALMOST all were as successfull as grand as great as wonderfull as delightful as this..<br /><br />but the vital point is.. our reunion.. huey chieng's birhtday reunites some of us. if not all..--> qi hong ,cher wei, hiang jin ,choon yean ,huey chieng ,josephine, mei sung.. at least we managed to gather even though we are from dirrerent uni.. oops. forget to mention our special guest ALISON too.. haha<br /><br /><br />brothers of 183... this time we may not be complete.. may not unite all of us..<br />but at least 3 of us meet. this was the best i could do . and i really appreciated your presence. it is not the party that matter but the reunion of us that touched me the most. i strongly believe.. one day in coming time, all of us can meet again and spend a whale of a time together..<br /><br />just like what we did in our mv..( chai hong and tian tian de)<br /><br />yup.. no doubt.. 183 still the best...kmm was never a regret to me. <br />even though i've regretted going into matrix b4 during my reign there...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-22610382663546815?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-54835729776234973572008-08-29T22:08:00.001+08:002008-08-29T22:08:22.041+08:00<table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center><br /><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><br /><strong>You Are An INFP</strong><br /></font></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/infp.gif" height="100" width="100"></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />The Idealist<br /><br /><br /><br />You are a creative person with a great imagination. You enjoy living in your own inner world.<br /><br />Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.<br /><br />It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close to you.<br /><br />But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop.<br /><br /><br /><br />In love, you tend to have high (and often unrealistic) standards.<br /><br />You are very sensitive. You tend to have intense feelings.<br /><br /><br /><br />At work, you need to do something that expresses your personal values.<br /><br />You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.<br /><br /><br /><br />How you see yourself: Unselfish, empathetic, and spiritual<br /><br /><br /><br />When other people don't get you, they see you as: Unrealistic, naive, and weak<br /></font></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/">What's Your Personality Type?</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5483572977623497357?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-79351077594124543622008-08-28T09:33:00.000+08:002008-08-28T09:38:10.191+08:00<table align="center" border="0" width="500" bgcolor="white"><br /> <tr><br /> <td><br /> <center><B><font face="Verdana" color="#000000">Sekhmet</font></B><br><br /> <img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/egypt/sekhmet.gif" width="162" height="300" border="0"><br></center><br /> <font face="Verdana" color="#000000">Observant, authoritative, indulgent, moral and witty.</font><br><br /> <B><I><font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#000000">Colors:</font></I></B> <font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#000000">male: </font><B><font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#339900">green</font></B><font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#000000">, female: </font><B><font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#66CCCC">turquoise</font></B><B><I><font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#000000"><br>Compatible Signs:</font></I></B> <font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#000000">Bastet, Geb </font><B><I><font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#000000"><br>Dates: </font></I></B><font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#000000">July 29 - Aug 11, Oct 30 - Nov 7</font><br><br /> <B><font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#000000">Role:</font></B><font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#000000"> Goddess of war and vengeance<br><b>Appearance: </b></font><font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#000000">Lion-headed woman with the sun over her head</font><font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#000000"><br><b>Sacred Animal:</b> lion</font><br><br /><center><font size="2" face="Verdana" color="#000000"><a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/egypt/" target="_blank">What is Your Egyptian Zodiac Sign?<br></a>Designed by <a href="http://warlocksrealm.homeip.net/blog" target="_blank">CyberWarlock</a> of <a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/" target="_blank">Warlock's Quizzles and Quandaries</a></font><br></center><br /> </td><br /> </tr><br /></table><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/fantastical/10.jpg"></p><br /><h2 align="center"><font face="Verdana"><b>You are The Wheel of Fortune</b></font></h2><br /><p align="center"><font face="Verdana">Good fortune and happiness but sometimes a species of <br />intoxication with success</font></p><br /><p align="center"><font face="Verdana">The Wheel of Fortune is all about big things, luck, change, fortune. Almost always good fortune. You are lucky in all things that you do and happy with the things that come to you. Be careful that success does not go to your head however. Sometimes luck can change.</font></p><br /><p align="center"><font size="2" face="Verdana"><b>What Tarot Card are You?</b><br><a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot">Take the Test to Find Out.</a></font></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-7935107759412454362?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-31851346544027607922008-08-28T00:44:00.001+08:002008-08-28T00:44:46.389+08:00exam is next friday..i'm running out of time.. another dark moment seems looming..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-3185134654402760792?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-443423970758176622008-08-28T00:04:00.000+08:002008-08-28T00:05:46.126+08:00Droplets of rain fall from the darkness of the night, it is so quiet here. Pin drop silence. Even the breathing sound can be heard. It came all of a sudden. That kind of feeling once again. I hate it. But I just couldn’t control it. It started to conquer me slowly and slowly and then took full control of me once again. It comes more often recently. Can’t be prevented . neither could it be halted. So frequent it came that my fragile soul almost rupture completely from its strong fist.<br />Stepped into kmm yesterday, which was one of my alma mater… the feeling was nostalgic. Yup. You’re right. Everything is the same. Except the feelings and the people. Emotional…I do not know how to describe it but everything brings memories back to me and it was just so sour.. to the deepest of my heart. No one was there anymore. 1 year. It slipped past so fast.. I couldn’t imagine I’d done so much in jus one short year. <br />Miss hazel was right. I totally lost myself. My self-confidence. I’ve lost it. I do not know what I’m doing recently. And can’t even make simple decision or right choice. For example. I went the wrong way in lrt cause I sat the wrong direction. This was never gonna happen to me in the past. But it happened. Recently. Many things happen. The hardest of all. Yup. The DONKEY.. I’m no longer what I’m in the past. Hard I found a way to pick myself back during my matrix life after 2007 tragedy.. but who expects. So early in 2008.. I was hit hard again. Rock bottom is the best way to describe myself<br />Even miss hazel said I look pale . much pale. And much weaker compared to last time. In the sense of emotionally and physically.. mental strength.. zero..<br /><br />This few days.. I tried hard to concentrate. To study. To memorize. To gulped up everything I’ve. But I was jus to distracted. My roommate is a great pleasure and pressure at the same time. Accommodation problems.. soul problems.. I can’t study like last time. Sitting down for hours memorizing and enjoying the jubilation after those few wonderful hours. <br />I can’t.. 2nd test is next Friday.. how? <br />Can I find myself back?<br />It remains a mystery…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-44342397075817662?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-59083310623182600312008-08-22T01:45:00.000+08:002008-08-22T02:00:07.966+08:00finally.. i've to tell her the truth. this few days i've been trying to cover this bad news from her.. but fire can't be wrapped in a paper. it will sooner or later be reveailed and she will know the truth soon.. what i gotta do? she has been asking me the same questions for numerous times. what did u get for your last exam? and today.. this very tiring and day full of gloomy. i've told her. that i got a D for my previous exam. her voice. and that moment. turned into another voice which i didn't hear before since i meet her 18 years ago.. i know she was totally disappointed.. high hopes had she laid on me.. and never had i upset her before.. but this time.. i knew she was totally disappointed with my performance. i knew. everyone beside me told me to put the blame on activity i joined. but, if i really regretted or vowed to turn over a new leaf, i'll never be indulging in any activities for now.but sad to say, i'm still as busy as ever.. i'm so sorry.. i felt so guilty.. this is the last thing i want to happen. to disappoint my mum. but i'd done it. i'm really tired. MERIT POINTS?!! i wanna give up. i couldn't affort. i'm not superman. nor iron man.. i'm just a normal man. i'm xian ren... not chao ren.. being sick for 2 days, plus lack of time to study and numerous activities and responsibilites yet to come for this week.. i'm gonna be dead soon.. how i wish i can be like my coursemate.. staying inside my room studying.. enjoying and relaxing myself.. i felt really tired.. i wanna rest. but i do not have the time. my progress in study is slow. i'm gonna fail the second module if i continue like this.. i'm sorry mum.. i disappoint you... <br /><br />heart breaks when your hope fades.. when you made someone drop a tear, you're slicing your heart out from you..<br /><br />i'm sorry.. mum.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5908331062318260031?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-63656841188750912432008-08-17T03:50:00.001+08:002008-08-17T03:50:41.379+08:00YONG BU YAN BAI!!! i'm fine.. thx to a great friend<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-6365684118875091243?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-59929461299219805722008-08-17T00:28:00.000+08:002008-08-17T00:46:57.962+08:00I do not know where to start. But I should start from here. 16 august 2008. Jacquez wake up with energy and full of strength after a night long rest. He on his phone. And saw many unread messages. He was delighted. His buddy messaged him to be strong. His conflict with his friend has been solved finally and they can be as close as last time. He thought he has overcome it. He has full enthusiasm and desire. To stand up again. To fight back. To build back the reputation he once have. Yet, what has he done the whole day? He has only managed to study one small piece of paper. And the other things he did was wasting time. The same old him. Never tend to change even after his results is D..if u can’t see it clearly or you thought there is an error in typing. Then I’ll repeat. He got a D for his exam.. Try imagine. A person with such a track record of academic excellence, getting this type of results in his exam, how can he accept it? This is the reality. No matter how he still has to accept it. The results is out. He can’t denied it. What is happening to him? Put the blame on involvement in co-curricular activities? But there are somebody as busy as him and yet managed to score an excellent B in the exam. Why can’t he? <br />Today went jogging with one of my closest pal in university. Though he is not a good runner, he is terrific. Couldn’t even reach the footsteps left by him on the pathway. Another close friend of mine, a gold medalist. Predict him to be a great ping pong player one day if he has the chance. Congrats to him for just getting the gold medal in SUKEM. And another friend, a kind person, a runner too. Got medal in the same sukem competition. All of my friends are great people in sports and also pass their examinations with flying colours. But what can I do? I am not good in sports, neither I’m good in studies now. I felt that I’m so useless.<br /><br />i'm nothing now. once a person with such a high determinaton and self esteem, a person with so much power and strength, a person with so much WILL and enthusiasm, now he felt like a walking corpse again. cry is the only thing he managed to do yesterday. for the whole day. from noon till night. a reminiscent of the time when his spm results are out.tears kept on flowing. he just couldn't hold the disappointment and sadness in his heart.he sobbed and cried non stop. the grief inside his heart is unbearable. he struggle to contain himself. he stopped for a moment. yet. he lost and agaony took full controll of him again. for 3 hours. weeping and sobbing full his room with the atmosphere of sadness.<br /><br /> He is very angry of himself. cause he didn't perform well. and he has lost his dignity. the worst of all chinese in ukm. how can he accept it? how can he meet people anymore? especially those who are close to him. he just couldn't have the face to meet them. he felt he is so useless. so small now. A typical melancholic. a perfectionist. <br /><br />one day has passed. he thought everything is over. his buddy his senior keep on telling him formative assesement is nothing. it is not everything. he think he has let it go. but dunno from where and how. the agony suddenly struck his heart again. and tears flow out the eye again...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5992946129921980572?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-44702237953410595882008-08-11T01:13:00.000+08:002008-08-11T01:14:03.198+08:00Time fliess.. indeed. Humans are always busy doing their work and carrying out their daily chores. But when you’re free for a single moment. Just only a single moment. And recollect every bit and pieces of your past. You’ll find there are many things you missed out in your pathway. Suddenly feel so free and relaxed. And decided to hear some music.. yet, it is always a nightmare every time he hear songs.<br />He has been struck by the sickness again. The same old sickness that struck him last year. It is such an amazing tale. He thought he has fully healed. But yet.. when wo ai ni ni shi wo de Juliet, wo yuen yi bian cheng ni de liang shan bo was played.. it breaks again. The scar split again and the pain was felt once more.不知道为什么，过了那么久，他还是会有这种感觉。可能，这是注定的吧。今天的他很空闲，听了音乐，就情不知经的流泪了。他曾经对自己说，不再痴心绝对，不再回想以前的一切。但，当歌曲一播时，不知从何方，眼泪就会掉落了。其实他也很奇怪，难道他对她还是念念不忘？没可能。事隔那么久了，原来第一的感觉是那么真实。那么长久的。这次回到怡保，人虽然有少少不同了。但，一切情景还在，回忆不管怎样都抹不掉的。有人对我说，痴心绝对不是一首感人的歌。但，每个人都有他的感性歌曲。梁山伯与朱丽叶，这首歌，有开心，也包含伤感。可能，到了今时今日，还是放不下。<br />We can adjust our watch. We can adjust our clock. But. Can we adjust out time? If you were given a chance to roll back your clock? When will you want it to be? 2007 .. I would like to go back to that year. From beginning , January.. I have plenty to do if I were given a chance.. tong hua.. qian li zhi wai.. without you in organ version.. <br /><br />Tears have never been flowing for such a long period of time.. but i can’t understand why he shed tears for so long just now.. he knew that the feelings are not there already. And that he had let it go. But why do tears still fall when the song is played? I really wanna know what is inside his heart.. virtually. He almost forgotten the name of the movie.. but he got it in just few seconds of thinking. Pulse.. maybe. Time will heal wounds but some wounds will stay for a long time.. <br /><br />Deep inside.. he wish her happy always..<br /><br /><br /> 4.30pm 10082008<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-4470223795341059588?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-41068182758074738092008-08-03T12:57:00.000+08:002008-08-03T13:06:34.257+08:00life.. what is the meaning of life? just 4 weeks into my uni life.. i'm getting enough of it.. getting burned out.. getting tired and motionless.. i wanna give up.. give up every hope i've now. once. i told everyone b4 that my dream was to give hope to ppl. but now i've lost hope.. i'm really stressfull and all tensed up.. i can't take it anymore.. being a director for 2 drama and also the main actor in the same 2 drama? what am i? do i think i'm so great? no .. NEVER!! i'm jus a useless dump.. i can't take it anymore.. friends? what is it..? never even care of your feelings b4.. empathy? no.. it never appear in my life here.. where are u? where is friendship? what is the value of it? no matter how hard u tried.. how good u treat ppl.. they wil never change their perception towards u.. either they will say jia jia si.. or qu shi la.. or say u r a great pretender... does anyone really feel what is done? No.. sometimes.. treatint ppl too good will not be a good move.. in fact.. you'll be the one asking for trouble. why take all trouble to help ppl? to make ppl happy? they will think u r jus a clown. or a piece of tissue paper. when they need u.. they beg u.. when they are comfort with what they have.. they will not see u.. <br /><br />efforts. they say efforts pay.. but that is mere fantasy. no matter how many bruises u get.. how croak ur voice get bcoz of practising.. how pain ur fingers are as u is an idiot practising guitar.. how hurts is ur muscle and body.. how dirty is ur shirt.. you never get ur efforts pay back.. bcoz u r jus not gd enough.. accept the fate. JACQUEZ!! YOU"RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH..!!<br /><br /><br />no wonder ppl says medic is stressful. indeed.. if i could. i would like to get a bath now and satart studying. donwan to go to the welcoming night. donwan to act in musical drama.. donwan to do anything. but stay in my room and study. and do things i like..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-4106818275807473809?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-92189213474282523242008-07-31T02:55:00.000+08:002008-07-31T02:57:34.452+08:00never knew that ..<br />after one year..<br />tears can still fall..<br />when looking through our pictures<br />in this late night..<br />finally shed tears..<br />and heart torn once again..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-9218921347428252324?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-14205205459758927342008-07-31T02:48:00.000+08:002008-07-31T02:49:59.039+08:00just a few weeks here.. and could not stand the tension anymore.. he finally break down.. and tears finally drop from his strong eyes. he can't take it anymore.. it is jus too much.. too hard to bear..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-1420520545975892734?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-55635841527306940152008-07-28T15:59:00.000+08:002008-07-28T16:06:38.297+08:00how bored can class be? as i graze through the plastic ceiling on top of my head.. i realised that it is not a plastic ceiling. what is it? i do not know.. i only know that i'm very tired and exhausted recently.. day after day of strenuous practise for the upcoming musical drama have taken my life out of me. the energy left in me is a scarcity. however, the enthusiasm that is burning inside is just building continuously. i'm starting to doubt myself. how much time do i left? indulging in so many activities is indeed exhilarating. but. do i have the capability? yesterday i almost broke down practising singing and guitar. seemed that it is almost impossible for me to master such a hard skill in such a short time.. i doubt myself.. i started to question my ability.. i'm just a normal human in fact.. i can't be a complete person..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5563584152730694015?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-40683873121725892132008-07-23T01:15:00.000+08:002008-07-23T01:16:11.385+08:00it is not easy to do something you don like to do..<br />but it is also a new challenge to you..<br />to prove to the world that you can<br />that you are versatile and invincibles<br />so just have a try on it..<br /><br /><br /><br /> Good luck<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-4068387312172589213?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-87827810627260924092008-07-22T21:56:00.000+08:002008-07-22T22:09:09.009+08:00A thousand sorry and apology I’ve to say before I start scribbling but I just couldn’t find a way to splash out my highly emotional feelings now.. I’m sorry if what I’ve written angered anybody or cause any discomfort to you guys reading this stupid and childish voice of heart.. I’m not venting my anger on anyone or anybody but no doubt, I’m very furious, frustrated and disappointed now. I don’t know what is the main reason but I knew that this is my problem. It had nothing to do with anyone but myself to be blamed. If you are in my situation, what do you think? Hours and hours are spent. Days and nights gone. From time to time, nothing really came through my mind but this musical thing. And after much twisting of my brain’s cells and nervous system, I’ve finally came out with the idea of the whole story. Which was quite a bizarre story and weird..and maybe it is nothing but a piece of idiot’s idea. However, after much advice and discussions with friends and people and even seniors around me, the great idea of the story finally flashed upon my mind. Fortunately, the whole story line was figured out. No need to mention the hours of nap I’ve sacrified, and the time that I used up to figure out this thing. Most importantly, the effort I poured in this thing. And guess what? I think that I’ll only be the director of the show. I need not to act. Just to conduct the whole drama. And to make it successful. Then suddenly, they stood in front of me. With their persuading eyes, persuading me to be the main actor. Though I’ve insist not to be. And that I can’t sing so well like a super star on stage. I know my limits. I can act. Musical instrument? Perhaps a little bit of polishing work. But when it comes to singing? Never had I have the chance to shine as I was born like this. Haha. But they keep on persuading me and give me confidence. Telling me that I can and I’ve potential. Not forgetting their promise to teach me and guide me to be a great person on stage. Grazing through the dark black night, I’ve been thinking and considering for a very very long moment. And finally. I’ve decided. I’ve made up my choice. I’ve made up my mind. And my answer is.... As what I always practice in my motto.. to give it a try. Psychologically, I’m ready and I’ve gulped up so much courage and guts to accept this challenge. To do something that I do not even have confidence in initially. To indulge in an arena that is so new to me. But I’m ready. I’ve prepared myself mentally and have been thinking of it the whole time. Enthusiasm is strong and the spirit inside me are never so great before. I told myself. With resilience and perseverance, I can do it! <br /> And guess what?? They suddenly told me that I was no longer wanted as that character. And the want me to be another character? What is this? This is totally a shock to me! As I’ve prepared myself so hard to take up the challenge. Now they tell me to play another role which was such an easy part. And I was flabbergasted. I do not know what to say. I do not want to vent my anger on anyone. No one is wrong. Just that…. Maybe is my attitude problem. Or my principle. Either u be the best or never be anything. Melancholic type of human is a perfectionist. And with my fluctuating mood now, I doubt myself to conduct this drama well as a director and the actor. Certainly, it is almost impossible for me to ask as the role which I so deeply refused to. And my emotions are like a volcano now. I hoped that I can control it but I’m totally upset. I do not know why. Maybe I’m just not as good as what u guys think. I’m just a creature full of emotions. A walking shadow. After all the efforts I didn’t get what I want and this is such an unacceptable scenario for a guy with such a high pride dignity.<br /><br /><br /> I’m sorry. I never changed to what I want to be….. since the last time I told u all when i was in matrix..<br /><br /><br />p/s : and guessed what? i've wasted another night .. by writing this meaningless blog<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-8782781062726092409?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-42637100658961468432008-06-18T01:50:00.012+08:002008-06-28T13:17:57.116+08:00他不会是个好男人<br />也不会是个好情人<br />你对我说我们只是擦肩而过<br />好的男人有那么多<br />少了他的日子也能过<br />我不会再让你寂寞<br />也不会让你更难过<br />你听我说要好好学着去生活<br />就算未来有多少错<br />至少还有我的问候我的温柔陪你度过<br />好的男人有那么多少了他的日子也能过<br />我不会再让你寂寞 也不会让你更难过<br />你听我说要好好学着去生活<br />就算未来有多少错<br />至少还有我的问候我的温柔陪你度过<br />就算未来有多少错<br />至少还有我的问候我的温柔陪你度过<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-4263710065896146843?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-53044621124919195472008-06-18T01:50:00.011+08:002008-06-27T10:37:43.850+08:00just a simple tale of how my holidays spent..<br /><br />19 april-left kmm<br />26-30april.. 183 taiping ipoh kl trip<br />5-8 may.. kl IELTS course<br />10 may.. MUET retake<br />12-17 may.. faclilitator in kmm<br />19-20 may.. penang trip<br />21 may.. taiping trip<br />29may -2 june cambodia trip<br />5 june interview<br />6-8june.. penang wedding. bestman<br />14 june. IELTS test<br />18-19 june. 3in1 taiping celebration<br />29 june.. UKM..<br /><br />and there goes another chapter of my life<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5304462112491919547?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-3852095833840418652008-06-18T01:50:00.010+08:002008-06-27T02:26:13.058+08:00roommate and soulmate.. <br /><br />thx for everything.. <br /><br />without you i will not be myself.. <br /><br />may our friendship cherish forever....<br /><br /><object width="460" height="390"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/abMXWmwMV7/aus=false/pv=2/"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/abMXWmwMV7/aus=false/pv=2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="460" height="390" allowFullScreen="true"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-385209583384041865?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-7400095879374037892008-06-18T01:50:00.009+08:002008-06-27T02:47:32.830+08:00i lost..<br /><br />and i lost my dignity..<br /><br /><br />and i lost myself too..<br /><br />i lost my confidence..<br /><br />i lost everything i'd inside me..<br /><br />i was smack by a huge blow..<br />which was a reality check to me.<br />that i'm just a normal person..<br />not anyone great..<br />then you stood up<br />to console me..<br />and tell me how great i'm..<br />the story goes on<br />and the life goes on..<br />then you came calling..<br />keep on shouting <span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"><span style="font-size:180%;">183</span>!!<span style="color:#000000;">non s<span style="font-size:100%;">top..</span></span></span><br />everytime u saw me and those ppl together..<br />you will shout 183. 183..<br />who will ever predict at that time..<br />that one day u will become a member of 183<br />??<br />and indeed..<br />you became 183<br />and we called one eight three..<br />because of u..<br />then in a special afternoon..<br />i remember it is a monday afternoon 1pm.. as that is the only time all of us has free period.<br />6 of us gathered..<br />in the library..<br />and this historic moment happened..<br /><span style="font-size:180%;">183 was founded.. it was 14 june 2007..</span><br />time flies.. and came pesta tanglung..<br />i was blinded by something that blind my eyes cover my senses and numb my heart..<br />our friendship almost in jeopardy..<br />indeed.. it is in great danger of vanishing..<br />i kept on ignoring ur sms..<br />and ur presence became invisible to me..<br />i kept on forget u..<br />i didn't know i was doing that..<br />but truth proof that i was doing that at that time..<br />and u stepped forward..<br />in the toilet under the biology unit..<br />you told me.. even u think that i was blinded and forget the friendship that was built..<br />i was sorry..<br />luckily you did not did not forgive me..<br />and slowly..<br />we coloured our friendship once again..<br />in a mishap..<br />we boarded a bus later than anyone else home..<br />and together<br />we waited..<br />together...<br />we ate in the bus..<br />together..<br />we went to klcc..<br />together we exchanged christmas present.. excluding jacquez..<br />together.. we did alot of things..<br />eat yee mee..<br />played badminton..<br />went outing..<br />but ..<br />did u notice something..<br />everytime a programme was set up..<br />it turned out to be everyone leaving with sour face..<br />or a dull look...<br />mayb it is our fault..<br />mayb it is my fault too..<br />everytime thinking my planning was great<br />but never think of other's view and perception..<br />i am too selfish..<br />i am too big headed..<br />i'm too useless..<br /><br />it is a blessing.. to have you as my roommate.. the 1st time 2 stupid baby went outing in malacca central...<br />the 1st time we get attacked by all chinese..<br />the 1st time we meet our sisters..<br />the 1st time we meet godfather gang<br />the 1st time we hear loud footsteps and knew who he is..<br />the 1st time we went outing<br />the 1st time we celebrated her bd<br />the 1st time we shed tears.<br />the 1st time we won EINSTEIN<br />the 1st time we say hi and bye to CHEDMED..<br />the 1st time we kicked football<br />the 1st time we kicked futsall<br />the 1st time we ate GREEN bean soup<br />the the 1st time we ate steamboat..<br />and lots of lots of 1st time with frank rachel lady god yn n c...<br /><br />not forgetting..<br />our 1st operation..<br />kinda funny..<br />we never went operation in full force more than once<br />everytime someone was busy'<br />but i rmb..<br />the whiteboard was the best<br />then the mirror..<br />till now we were scolding those mirror robbers..haha<br />and the lights.. we fix it our self..<br />the tables..<br />the chairs..<br />our base..<br />our <strong>183 base.. </strong><br />such a legacy..<br />do u still rmb?<br />very early on..<br />i was sad by love..<br />and u too..<br />2 of us went walking down the streets<br />in the middle of night..<br />u told ur stories<br />and i told mine..<br />and u took my pic in toilet too..<br />that time we were so close..<br />hope now we are also that close..<br />and in another case..<br />we were sleeping together..<br />5 of us...<br />and u and i never slept that night<br />we stole bbsb hp<br />and called many ppl...<br />and they really can't recognize us..<br />such a trick..<br />we had quarelled before..<br />the greatest was in 29 of march<br />u pushed me so hard<br />and bang the door<br />i cried ..<br />tears flow<br />and heart broken...<br />the dustbin was overturned..<br />debries everywhere...<br />we fight..<br />till whole block knew it..<br />just for our ronaldo ...<br />we played footsal<br />under the rain..<br />we were so cold<br />and afraid of getting sick<br />but ur words gave me courage<br />u said..<br />keep urself warm and u will not get cold..<br />we kicked for a long time..<br />then came the horn ..<br />so loud..<br />we ran..<br />in kmm..<br />we ran many times..<br />from pak guard..and my fello..<br />i still remember..<br />one night i was deeply depressed..<br />until i did not utter a word..<br />u left a note for me..<br />asking me to be strong..<br />thx..<br />we lied on the same bed.. sharing our thoughts..<br />bout ur heart n my heart..<br />ur princess n my green bean..<br />and u kept on laugh at me..<br />and i joked on you too..<br />you challenged me and i did the same thing to u..<br />i vowed to fullfill my word if she is same uni with me..<br />it turned out she is same with me.<br />how can i eat my words now?<br />we went to tutor together..<br />bus station together..<br />sent them home together..<br />but..sad case..<br /><br />once .. u got into my dk.. maths.. and sit beside me<br />to attend class with me..<br />that was so fun..<br />so nice..<br />we shared sweets.<br />and words too..<br /><br />we had gone through many things..<br />everytime i have nice food..<br />i sure give u..<br />share with u..<br />ok not everytime but almost everytime i can..<br />secret recipe cake.. kuih muih.. tit bits.. choc..sweets.. noodles.. chicken skin.. pasar malam food..<br />i shared with u..<br />but i knew got one thing i never get it right..<br />it is when i had meal with u..<br />i always afraid of ppl's weird eyesight..<br />and sit far away from u.<br />walk fast fast to be far apart from u..<br />i knew i hurt u much..<br />there is one time when u holding a stick of fish ball wanting to feed me..<br />but my fear eyesight forced u not to do that..<br />i'm sorry..<br />everytime u called me for food<br />i also agreed..<br />but turned out we quarrelled..<br />because of my idiot thinking..<br />i'm sorry..<br />i've never treat u welll..<br />even when i was granted the chance..<br />i ignored u<br />treat u like a robot<br />a talking machine<br />without feeling..<br />i'm sorry..<br />i can help but i just can't forgive myself..<br />now that the chance had gone..<br />i've no more chance..<br />there are no remorse in kmm..<br />except for what i did on you..<br />everything was so perfect there<br />that even we have to separate i'd no qualms..<br />183 had the best memories.. 4 bro sis had it too.. roommate and i too... and myself n flowers too.<br /><br />all sweet memories to be saved inside my memory..<br />but not ours..<br />our memory are bitter.. and a scar was there..<br />i'd never appreciated our friendship well bcoz of my selfishness..<br /><br />a cycle has concluded with qh ms n 183 birthday party.. we managed to celebrate all birthday.. except yours.. i'm sorry i didn't set it up.. but the timing was wrong. i'm sorry too.. but. how many parties ended with joy and laughter.. i guessed the only one was the one i'm not involved in setting it up...> my birthday..<br /><br />what an irony...<br /><br />maybe we will not meet again in future..<br />maybe we will eventually part further..<br />but history was created..<br />and will be sealed in our memories..<br />some place.. somewhere..<br />one day.. it will appear again..<br />it is just a matter of time..<br /><br /><br />i'd never regret to meet u.. but u'd regret to meet me..<br /><br />good luck...<br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/WfP-Ya4Ufr"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/WfP-Ya4Ufr" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"></embed><a href="http://www.imeem.com/zhexiannacl/music/eiFqyxHn/jay_chou_jie_lun_pu_gong_ying_de_yue_ding_pi/">蒲公英的约定 钢琴版 Pu Gong Ying De Yue Ding (Piano Version) - Jay Chou Jie Lun 周杰伦</a></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-740009587937403789?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-14257136307222679592008-06-18T01:50:00.008+08:002008-06-27T00:37:52.365+08:00do you still remember?<br />the day i stepped in to the cafe.. cafe c it was called..<br />a group of humans were staring at me.. with weird eyes..<br />as i'm a newcomer in this neighbourhood..<br />the flies.. so many i can't even count it.. on the food being sold..<br />but i still forcefully buy it. as u told me to buy the food and taste it..<br />i still remember .. the 1st cup of sky juice i had in cafe c..<br />i was so reluctant tat time. but u told me to get it. and it is free..<br />the water was so dirty.. but i still gulped the whole cup of it..<br />i still remember.. the smiles every guy gave me.. '<br />they lined up.. and introduced themselves and greet me..<br />the feeling was so warm...<br />do u still remember? the time we 1st went jogging together..<br />under the cloudy skies..<br />in the bizarre atmosphere..<br />surrounded by curious eyes..<br />we went for the jog.. with a friend..<br />and we reach the field..<br />that was the 1st time i stepped into the field..<br />being a football avid..<br />i stormed into the group of people playing football<br />and left u sitting at the steps alone with her..<br />and i played my 1st game of football in kmm..<br />the feeling was exhilarating..<br />in the darkness of a monday night..<br />i walked into the icy cold library..<br />with my pal from sam tet..<br />and i saw you..<br />together with 3 other people from taiping..<br />i broke the rule for the 1st time in kmm..<br />and for the very rare time in my study life..<br />we decided to skip those orientation talk...<br />and there is where our friendship began..<br />that very night..<br />we found out we were successfull in changing classes..<br />we jumped in joy and fell into the sea of happiness..<br />u were wearing shorts..<br />another college law broken..<br />but we were too happy to bother about it..<br />do u still remember?<br />the time came when SPR announced JPP election will be held..<br />you are the 1st one i consult<br />and u gave me the green light..<br />and u gave me the support too..<br />the moment of truth began to appear in my life..<br />in a twinkle of an eye.. i realise one of my pal was also challenging for the post..<br />i was exhilarated once again..<br />because of you..<br />the whole gang came to help us.<br />2 helpless stray cat..<br />being poured help unselfishly from so many people..<br />especially girls from AMC>.<br />thx alot to you once again..<br />and that is the time where our friendship began to bud...<br />and the roses have started to blossom..<br />our banner...<br />i remember.. was hung proudly...<br />in between the post in those lecture halls..<br />and the rain fall at the right moment..<br />forcing everyone to walk through that part..<br />coincidently noticed our banner..<br />and those red yellow posters..<br />were our colours throughout our life in kmm..<br />then came the manifesco night..<br />and the applause was thunderous..<br />the roar...<br />the cheer...<br />the support...<br />the acknowledgement..<br />everything..<br />was so perfect..<br />that our hand language..<br />flipping hair has become a typical sign of support..<br />i was how much could i win...<br />not even a glimpse of defeat appear in my mind...<br />and came the results....<br />I .....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-1425713630722267959?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-39975700743293092842008-06-18T01:50:00.007+08:002008-06-25T22:48:04.454+08:00从今以后不再听痴心绝对了。不再去欢乐地喝痴心绝对饮品了。不再爱得那么痴心绝对，就可以把心中的一切彻彻底底的放下。准备过新的一段生活了。终于有机会给我解脱自己了。谢谢你。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-3997570074329309284?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-45087375579550956782008-06-18T01:50:00.006+08:002008-06-23T23:56:37.451+08:00what my friend said is really true. there are some thing that u can't get rid from your life..he quoted "when u play in the beach, you grap a hand full of sand and then u let it go. you may think that u have let it go. but when u went home. you found sand on ur shorts.. sand inside ur pockets.. or even sand on your skin.. " no matter how you ought to eradicate it from your life. you will find out that it will still stick on you..<br />why?<br />because there are something that cannot be erased.. until Death found you. or you found Death..<br />it is feelings. humans have feelings. even animals have.. memories will fade but it will not vanish.<br />the more you struggle. the more pain you feel.. maybe it is time for this thing to call it a day.. for it to settle.. maybe there are benefits behind this happening.. for the bird to release itself after a long time kept inside the cage. it is time for it to be solved. finally .. the is a full stop to this neverending epic.. finally. it can be ended.. it may not be in the nicest way, yet it is not the cruelest way of all.<br /><br />it is time to plod on to the next chapter of your life and close the previous chapter<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-4508737557955095678?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-58715052515065465382008-06-18T01:50:00.005+08:002008-06-22T21:10:55.078+08:00曾经我真的以为可以彻彻底底的忘掉一切。怎知，回头一望，全部回忆还逗留在身后。只是，我没有会头去看而已。徘徊的回忆，痛彻心扉。明知道一切已成灰，我还傻傻等待奇迹出现的那一刻。珍惜。这两个字的确充满意思。只是，往往人类却不深深的去体会它。很想忘掉一切，把他抹干净。但是破碎的玻璃是永远不能在黏会去的。时间过了那么久，大家都开始忘了，我也以为自己已经放下了。不过，最近我才知道我有失败了。坚决，是最好的解决方案，也是最刺心的解脱。我也希望可以快点离开，踏上下一班车<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-5871505251506546538?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-77429177448565656772008-06-18T01:50:00.004+08:002008-06-22T00:05:36.617+08:00yesterday is history<br />history should be forgotten<br />memories of yesterday<br />nostalgia of today<br />file can be deleted<br />memory can't be erased<br />let it go...<br />let it be...<br />everything shall fade off<br />nothing shall remain in the end..<br />nothing...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-7742917744856565677?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-83002688863499026112008-06-18T01:50:00.003+08:002008-06-21T00:51:48.703+08:00kolej matrikulasi melaka<br />a place i hated so much<br />i want to stay in sam tet<br />to pursue my dream<br />and get what i want<br />why must i go there<br />i've no choice<br />everyone wants me to leave<br />i hate this place<br />the people are so bad<br />the rules so weird<br />the custom so bizarre<br />i hate it i hate it<br />i jus wanna finished studying<br />get a 4 FLAT<br />and leave<br />vowing not to look back<br />and bid farewell to those ppl<br />those friends and teachers<br />u are all a stepping stone<br />a passer by in my life<br />we shall not meet again<br /><br />HOWEVER.<br />i found out i fell in love..<br />with this place..<br />as the days are numbered<br />the fragrance of flowers gettting tensed<br />the food taste out of the world<br />the air was so refreshing<br />the people were so kind n friendly<br /><br />i realized then..<br /><br />i can't let it go.<br />feelings started to took controll of me<br />i can't..<br />i found out i can't<br />this place embedded into my heart and soul<br />i can't forget it..<br /><br />why<br />why<br />why...<br />why must i have such strong feelings for kmm<br />coz it formed a part of my life too<br />and path the way for the rest of my life.<br /><br /><br /><br />thx<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-8300268886349902611?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-28295326487836050092008-06-18T01:50:00.002+08:002008-06-21T00:13:16.361+08:00stridding into another pathway of life, you came upon my life.By luck or by fate, we meet up and soon foster close relationship. From somebody with great abilities and confidence but a nobody in kmm, ur presence turned this nobody into somebody. Let it be rain or sunshine, thunder that roared throughout the night or lightning which flashed upon the dark blue sky, you are always beside me. Assiting me,who was gasping for life in this once strenuous life. sweet and sour we had tasted together, laughter and cried we experienced, pain and joy we gone through, nothing haven't stroll past our life in kmm..we meet godfather gang together.. meet 2 great creatures together. experienced the hardest time in kmm together. learned the meaning of life together. from the very day i stepped in, your invaluable help guided me. To meet new friends and cope with this new life. Once i was a butterfly, out of cocoon and fly away, forgetting the caterpillar and cocoon process which made me what i'm.. Once i hated life in kmm, the unbelieveble food, the special people and bizarre thinking inside the college, the unique rules there. I struggled to live, but your presence saved me. from getting chocked in this special place. i'm so greatful.. that you all are there. beside me whenever i'm in trouble. Your selfishless help, your intelligence, your great thinking, your toleration.. was so great.. the moment we started our first meeting.. and signed out agreement. till we meet those 7 creatures. then setback from my selfishness almost ruined our friendship. luckily. there were still gap for us to reconciled. not huge holes that are impossible to cover it up.our OPERATION. our base. our monthly celebration. our huge attack. our excitement from pak guard. our rainbow song.. our sadness together.. we shed tears together from the tear of heart and share feelings together from our past. the blood we bled from injuries. the hairstyle, the big head, the singer, the blur king. the dota king, the intelligent. the tackle.. all were so nice and invaluable...<br />you..<br />shaped my life<br />coloured my life<br />filled my life<br /><br />nights of sadness are inevitable and infinite.. but you always beside me, leading me towards the days of laughter.. outing. steamboat had become common.. but everytime had a special meaning.<br /><br />even the last in the icy cold of mexwell hill.. was the best.. the greatest..<br /><br /><br />never giving up to be a visitor when i merely treat you as a passer by, teaching me lessons of life, consoling me whenever i'm upset,<br />the device was an important communication for us. handphone is such a marvellous creation..<br />i'm sorry if i'd angered u<br />i'm sorry if my plan was not good enough<br />i'm sorry if i nvr did my best<br />i'm sorry if i treat u as a robot<br />i'm sorry if i nvr reply true heartedly<br />i'm sorry if i nvr appreciated our friendship<br />i'm sorry if i can't life up to ur expectation<br />i'm sorry if i nvr appreciate our friendship<br /><br />it is easy for us to meet up. but hard for us to separate.. as 183 is a legend. 7 flowers too is a legacy..<br />...<br />u r not a passer by.. but u r a visitor.. you came into my life before.. and leaving soon.. but you are keeping a part of ur album with me.. your album of life..<br />i'm sure..<br />you will visit me again...<br />as i'll visit you too..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-2829532648783605009?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-12473554907659457642008-06-18T01:50:00.000+08:002008-06-18T01:51:44.745+08:00after so much relentless fight.. i finally got the place i want.. university kebangsaan malaysia<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-1247355490765945764?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-38716027308209984072008-06-10T22:42:00.008+08:002008-06-13T09:00:57.367+08:00university application results to be out by next wednesday. heart pumping madly. my future will be unveil next week. good luck to everyone.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-3871602730820998407?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-69372222290019658542008-06-10T22:42:00.007+08:002008-06-11T23:14:35.838+08:00i wonder how humans can be so fickle minded..<br />keep on changing plans.<br />till the last minute..mind keep turning their direction. beware of hitting the wall<br />whatever.. let it be.. change change change.. never stand strong to a perception.<br />i hate it<span style="font-size:180%;">..HATE! hate!! HATE !!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">wonder what is located in human's brains..mind your own business. i won't organize anything AGAIN..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-6937222229001965854?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-73838510579236598292008-06-10T22:42:00.006+08:002008-06-11T12:26:56.969+08:00stars beginning to form in my sight.. my vision blurred.. the numbness was felt in both my legs. I began to lost controll of myself. Red dark spots begin to fill my vision. "i'm feeling dizzy". that was the only sentence i uttered. I fell to the ground..<br /><br /><br />this is something happened in Cambodia..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-7383851057923659829?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-40742790201595896022008-06-10T22:42:00.005+08:002008-06-11T11:54:58.778+08:00A morning of glaring sunlight<br />Shine through the windows of my room<br />As I breathe in the morning breeze<br />A glimpse of mood struck my spine<br />And so I sat here in front of my com<br />To produce another sound from my heart<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-4074279020159589602?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724534542315078627.post-12523795971538074242008-06-10T22:42:00.004+08:002008-06-11T00:41:49.825+08:00rivers channeling yellow water, cascading through the rocks in the stream.. no matter how hard it hits the rock.. the rock never seems to move . just like the life of 2000 people living in the lake.. never shattered by any means of constraints and obstacles that come upon them.. TONLE SAP lake.. a lake that is second biggest in Asia.. fresh water lake. plays such a pertinent role in supporting the life of 2000 folks who inhabit there.. the people, relentless folks.. who do not even fear of the danger and dirt lurking inside the lake water, and never even give up hope on life having to live in such torrid condition. i was amazed and flabbergasted. at the same time. fell shamed of myself. deep inside my heart. i can feel the pain n agony these people had suffered over the years. Their life is in this lake. Bathing swimming playing cooking washing.. everything. Not a single thing miss out. They are humans who live on boats floating on the lake, using the lake water as their only. I stress this word. ONLY source of water.. living from hand to mouth, they do not even have electricity supply and computer is an unknown gadget from the future to them. Group of small children, around 5-10 years, enjoying themselves inside this lake. They are playing in the dirty and high bacteria density water. Certainly.. they do not grumble bout life. Television? It has appear in their life. But it is those with batteries. Another question mark to you? Imagine how is the lifestyle of those people.. as the boat that I was sitting moves around the lake. I saw an old lady, white-haired with those clear rough lining on her head, a result of many years of hardship and tough work, washing a pot in the river. I wonder to myself. How can they survive? How can the people here be free from sickness ? the water is so dirty. Yet they use it for daily chores. If I were to get even a drop of those water on my skin, surely rash will grow immediately. It is such a heartrending scene. To see these people living in the vicious cycle of poverty. A young boy at the age of 2 or 3 perhaps, already learned to row his boat. As I saw him jumped into his boat and row it to another boat, I realized that swimming and rowing a boat is a must to survive in this rundown water society.. guilt start to take control of myself. There are people in this world who live in such conditions. What do I crave for? Being contented is what we should learn from young. And yet till today. I have failed to master this valuable skill<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724534542315078627-1252379597153807424?l=hiangjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ybybhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05539958099021933022noreply@blogger.com1