<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380</id><updated>2012-02-17T19:43:50.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L0uIS ThoUghTs &amp; ExP3ri3nc3s</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is about the things I had done and I had gone through...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4712260633186118934</id><published>2012-01-18T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T06:11:29.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2012~~~</title><content type='html'>Late...I am so late / lazy to update my blog since I believe no one will come and read my blog....Anyway, I am still taking blog as my tool to release my tension, plus practise my typing skill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2012 is started with spring cleaning at church. I am in-charge of tidying up the Audio room, where all the books, magazines, booklets, brochures and etc are located. I needed to take out all the stuffs from the cupboards and went through one by one so that I can choose which to go, which to stay. As per expected, I found lots of old old magazines and books in the cupboards. The date that written on it seem to be 10-20 years ago, even the papers become brownish...Fortunately, I did not meet any visitors during the tidy up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the clean up, the cupboards are thoroughly different...more empty spaces for the REU textbooks and new magazine to put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, my church had been renovated and new background of the stage for this new year. Time flies, its been 10 years since the dedication of the church. Now, the church hall is changed and new planning for this year has been started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is Chinese New Year....I will take one day leave for 3rd of CNY, not because I want to, just because many people take leaves 3 days continuous to make the holidays one week shot...So, I am just being polite to take one day....XD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our stupid Program manager and customer want us to have New Model Run at the end of next week and the top management wants us to come to work on Saturday...Totally no mood for that...Anyhow, I really hope that the materials are having problem to dock in one time so that we can postpone it...But, it is not a good mood for CNY....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4712260633186118934?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4712260633186118934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4712260633186118934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4712260633186118934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4712260633186118934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-2012.html' title='Year 2012~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-3733935142218200198</id><published>2011-10-29T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T07:21:19.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>小悦悦事件....</title><content type='html'>Last few weeks, I heard a very sad news from Facebook as well as TV....I believe that most of the people in the world knew about this news....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A two-year-old Chinese girl run over by two different vehicles and  ignored by passersby died on Friday, state media said, in a case which  ignited public uproar over what some called a moral numbness seeping  through society. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Both drivers who ran over the girl have been arrested, but Internet  users have flooded microblogs decrying the apathy of the people who left  her for dead, after graphic footage from a security camera of the  incident went viral.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wang Yue died of brain failure more than a week after the accident in  Foshan in the far southern province of Guangdong, Xinhua news agency  said.&lt;/p&gt;Last Tuesday, I was having a training at my company, and the trainer is a Singaporean. She told me about the feeling she has toward this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Trainer: To be honest, toward this incident, if I were one of the 18 strangers, I will DO THE SAME THING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: (stunned) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Trainer: The reason I said so because there is one China colleague told me that, in China, please mind your own business enough, do not simply go and help people in the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Trainer: Because if you help the person, the person might blame you that you are the one who hurt him/her. This mean that if that time, I go and save the little girl, I might be charged for murdering. Unless, the little girl claims that she hurts by herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: (Speechless....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Trainer: And if I were committed to the police there, believe me, they are all corrupted...So, I will have to eat this "dead cat"....Therefore, in China, please do not watch up when you want to help a person, if can, just ignore it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about this? In this conversation, I truly believe that she is so "kia-si" which causing her having this kind of thinking - afraid to be cheated or blamed instead of losing a life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do if you are the stranger who walked pass the little girl? Will you save her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely save her, whether pulling her to the road side or calling an ambulance for her....every action does mean to her....but not ignorance....what the world is going on? because of selfish? because of money? Is this more value than a life? NO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This accident has given me a warning, as well as to everyone in this world....Bare in mind, money can buy many things, but not life and time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-3733935142218200198?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3733935142218200198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=3733935142218200198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3733935142218200198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3733935142218200198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='小悦悦事件....'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-1071582137272008495</id><published>2011-09-17T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T10:08:58.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z3IHaB1nP1Q/TnTUFEd_7HI/AAAAAAAAAYw/O6-31ng1qVM/s1600/Dont_Leave_Me__by_Gothika47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z3IHaB1nP1Q/TnTUFEd_7HI/AAAAAAAAAYw/O6-31ng1qVM/s320/Dont_Leave_Me__by_Gothika47.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653376615820815474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is leaving....&lt;br /&gt;for her future....&lt;br /&gt;by the heart of unwillingness....&lt;br /&gt;by the heart of missing someone....&lt;br /&gt;together with her luggage....and her lovely teddy bear....&lt;br /&gt;without saying anything, she stepped into the plane...&lt;br /&gt;leave no word behind...&lt;br /&gt;as she knows that the unwillingness will overcome her...&lt;br /&gt;for the future....&lt;br /&gt;she needs to leave....&lt;br /&gt;leave her familiar land....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is leaving....&lt;br /&gt;for his future....&lt;br /&gt;by showing his happiness on his face....&lt;br /&gt;but with the heart of unwillingness....&lt;br /&gt;together with his bags....and his memory of happiness....&lt;br /&gt;By telling a little joke, he stepped onto the plane...&lt;br /&gt;leave a laughter behind....&lt;br /&gt;as he knows this can overcome his unwillingness....&lt;br /&gt;for his future...&lt;br /&gt;he has to leave....&lt;br /&gt;leave his familiar friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are leaving....&lt;br /&gt;for escaping from tension....&lt;br /&gt;by showing their frustrations on their face....&lt;br /&gt;but without releasing their angers...&lt;br /&gt;together with their dissatisfaction....and their letters....&lt;br /&gt;leaving the letters, they stepped out from their jobs....&lt;br /&gt;leave no regret behind....&lt;br /&gt;as they know this is the right choice for them....&lt;br /&gt;for their futures....&lt;br /&gt;they have to leave....&lt;br /&gt;leave their sufferings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Too many people are leaving....should I be the one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-1071582137272008495?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1071582137272008495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=1071582137272008495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1071582137272008495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1071582137272008495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2011/09/leave.html' title='Leave......'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z3IHaB1nP1Q/TnTUFEd_7HI/AAAAAAAAAYw/O6-31ng1qVM/s72-c/Dont_Leave_Me__by_Gothika47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5732535538545559232</id><published>2011-08-10T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T07:32:33.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>真的值得吗？</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dEyKti_mztQ/TkKWJ4CdlMI/AAAAAAAAAYg/uIB5oiXzV3U/s1600/20101081074487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dEyKti_mztQ/TkKWJ4CdlMI/AAAAAAAAAYg/uIB5oiXzV3U/s320/20101081074487.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639234779826984130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了爱……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放弃了生活……&lt;br /&gt;放弃了家人……&lt;br /&gt;放弃了朋友……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;丢弃了大家的爱心……&lt;br /&gt;丢弃了大家的期望……&lt;br /&gt;丢弃了大家的大恩……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;值得吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只为了一个人……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5732535538545559232?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5732535538545559232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5732535538545559232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5732535538545559232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5732535538545559232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='真的值得吗？'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dEyKti_mztQ/TkKWJ4CdlMI/AAAAAAAAAYg/uIB5oiXzV3U/s72-c/20101081074487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4312637963502063076</id><published>2011-08-02T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T09:29:45.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience of Working~~~~</title><content type='html'>After a long time of exposure in working field, I experience a lot of bad things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Twister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in my team, it is still okay, since they all are just seeking for comfortable of job....However, there are some people who like to twist the words upside down, especially Indians (no offense, I just base on my observation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Twister&lt;/span&gt;: Boss, I confirm that the order is different, so we can easily sort of the differences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Boss&lt;/span&gt;: Okay, then we sort it out....XXX, please go and sort it out....&lt;br /&gt;XXX: Are you sure about this, Twister?&lt;br /&gt;Twister: Yes, I confirm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Next day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX: Where is the list?&lt;br /&gt;Twister: All the orders are same, no different...&lt;br /&gt;XXX: What the....yesterday you said there is different orders, now it is totally different....&lt;br /&gt;Twister: When did I said that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) Never Say without Data&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never say,"I think", but "I confirm"....Engineers should speak with data and evidence...of course, technical sense....I experience it a couple of times, causing me "brainwash" by my director....Anyway, it doesn't matter because they expect too much on a junior engineer....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think this might be the material problem...&lt;br /&gt;Director: What you think? Where is the data? Why you feel that way?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errr................because the material is always having problem.....&lt;br /&gt;Director: What always? Don't speak without data....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Apple Polishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This make me feel bad on this kind of people....When talking to managers or directors, every sentence starts with "Boss"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polisher: Boss, I will do this....Boss, I believe that I can do it well&lt;br /&gt;Boss: Okay, keep on doing it....&lt;br /&gt;Polisher: Boss, I will do this and that....Boss&lt;br /&gt;Boss: Okay, give me the report after doing it....&lt;br /&gt;Polisher: Okay, Boss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, all the bad things I have seen, and much more than that, which I haven't written down....for those who is going to start working, you will see the same thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Take it as a training when you are facing this kind of people because this kind of people are everywhere...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4312637963502063076?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4312637963502063076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4312637963502063076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4312637963502063076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4312637963502063076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2011/08/experience-of-working.html' title='Experience of Working~~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-7259359149882386658</id><published>2011-04-24T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T07:24:05.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Service &amp; Studying Service...</title><content type='html'>Hello, my blog readers, sorry that I stopped blogging long time ago. This is because of my working life is tiring me...Here, I would like to share some of my thoughts recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Studying Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few years, I started doing divine works for the churches. During my college time, I joined the Kajang choir and also some other activities. While the time in UK, I used to go to church almost every Sabbath day. It was my happy time in the time with God. However...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Working Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is harder than I thought. Much more harder than the time I was studying...Since I am one of the youth in my church and my church just has few "active" youth, so I am given many things to do in church....I am now a REU teacher for Upper Prime and Junior Youth...I am a speaker of Thursday service (once per two months)...I am now a REU person-in-charge...I am an engineer in real life....I am one of the few active youth, which means many thing we have to do to help the church...It's too heavy for me...I feel stress, because this is church work, and I cannot do it wrongly....At the same time, I have also stress in my work...Different kind of stress is putting on my shoulders....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I just pray that God will help me....Give me strength and let me adapt these stresses faster...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-7259359149882386658?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7259359149882386658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=7259359149882386658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7259359149882386658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7259359149882386658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2011/04/working-service-studying-service.html' title='Working Service &amp; Studying Service...'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-6528020074170538774</id><published>2011-01-06T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T07:49:20.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year 2011~~~</title><content type='html'>I think its quite late to say Happy New Year to my readers (although it is just a few of people...:D), but still I need to wish you all Happy New Year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again, my blog is been quiet for a month...This is because I am so lazy to update my blog due to my working life is tiring me...Lets talk about what happen since the last blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas holiday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I would like to declare that I do not celebrate Christmas nor Easter...My church, True Jesus Church, does not celebrate it since it is not written in Bible...Anyway, I just treated it like a normal public holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this holiday, I went to Cameron Highland with my church's youth...It was fantastic experience with them...We ate a lot of delicious food along the trip...The photo are all in my Facebook, if you have mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our church have organized BBQ section...After that, we have sharing section....On the new year's morning, I went to church for morning prayer...It was a good start for a brand new year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is just simple update...:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-6528020074170538774?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6528020074170538774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=6528020074170538774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6528020074170538774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6528020074170538774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-2011.html' title='New Year 2011~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-2904970121250453306</id><published>2010-11-17T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T06:17:57.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God~~~</title><content type='html'>First of all, thank God for everything I have now and what He had done for our church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a youth from Padang Serai church, which is located at a small small town in Kedah, Malaysia. Before I left my church to a foreign city for further study, my church was a "weak" church. Most of the services were just attended by a few elderly members. Our faith were very weak, even an Elder said that we, ourselves, did not appreciate ourselves, how did the other churches help us. Although it was hurting, it is a fact. Honestly, I also looked down on my church because there are no youth there. Youth is the future of a church, is a new life of a church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, God know our weakness, He always know our needs, so He gave us a good choir leader, a sister that can gather all the members to form a choir. All the members are gathered together to serve God and at the same time, their faiths are improving. After 4 years absence in my church, I see and feel the new life of my church. We have Love Feast, we have choir, we have REU classes. Recently God leads a truthseeker to us. Thank God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth is coming back to my church, including me...I try to find a job near to my hometown so that I can serve in my church, and thank God for giving me this opportunity. When I look back the past few years, I feel that God is looking after Padang Serai church, we did fall down in faith but God took us up...Many things you cannot explain why, but we do see the result of God's blessing on my church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we still have a lot of improvement to make, so pray for us and may God continue blessing us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-2904970121250453306?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2904970121250453306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=2904970121250453306&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2904970121250453306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2904970121250453306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/11/thank-god.html' title='Thank God~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-8721766043080079010</id><published>2010-11-01T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T06:35:04.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Page of my Life~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/TM7B4rsKfXI/AAAAAAAAAYM/zTbrvyAJ688/s1600/Celestica-Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/TM7B4rsKfXI/AAAAAAAAAYM/zTbrvyAJ688/s320/Celestica-Logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534574171629714802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company's logo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its been a month I dint update my blog...Actually I have a lot of things to write, but one word is concluding my reason, "lazy"...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie, this post is written to tell you all about my working life, a brand new page of my life...Before this, I would like to tell you all about my job...I am Manufacturing Engineer/Process Engineer/Product Engineer (whatever) so I need to understand and analyze the whole manufacturing process, starting from raw materials to shipment, everything I have to know...The product I am currently (will) handle is IFE (Integrated Flight Entertainment), which is a touch screen TV that you can see in front of your seat while you are in a flight...This things are all about electronic and I have no idea why they hire me as I am Mechanical Student...Anyway, it is an interesting job so far, since I am very very very fresh to this stuff of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a fresh graduate, we always have no right to talk about our expected salary, even though the company asks us about your expected salary, you will not dare to write higher salary because we scare we will not get the job...Same as me...However, I did write RM2600 for my expected salary which I think is quite okay for me (my friend asked me to write higher because they will surely cut down your expected salary...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend was right, they really cut down my salary until RM2200...Fortunately, I did ask the interviewer about the salary and he said that my expected salary is under the fresh graduate policy...therefore, I argued with HR people about this, and finally, they offer me RM2500...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my first day at work was no bad, just a little bit of boring...My manager briefly explained the process to me (He is very nice person and he is also Padang Serai kia...haha...) Also, he introduced some senior engineers (teammates) to me and set a bunch of training for me to learn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week was roughly the same, I have no PC until now, so I have to share PC with a technician...It is awkward to borrow PC from him since he also needs to use it...Hopefully tomorrow the stupid IT department will send a PC to my desk...I tried really hard to understand the flow and the process, but just I scare I will forget it since I just know briefly...As a result, I always offered help to my partner, but he cant give me since I am still new...Anyway, these days will come...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New life, new environment...I am still undergoing the adaption of working life and environment, hopefully everything will go fine, pray hard to GOD for His guidance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Working life = healthy life (sleep early, wake up early...XDXD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-8721766043080079010?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8721766043080079010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=8721766043080079010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8721766043080079010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8721766043080079010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-page-of-my-life.html' title='New Page of my Life~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/TM7B4rsKfXI/AAAAAAAAAYM/zTbrvyAJ688/s72-c/Celestica-Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-7957757904263924879</id><published>2010-09-30T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T08:56:28.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Week in Malaysia~~</title><content type='html'>It was 2 weeks since I came back from UK to Malaysia, and I feel I had come back for a long time...Maybe I had done lots of things within these 2 weeks, making me feel that way...Anyway, I havent told you all about the reason I made a sudden decision to come back to Malaysia...The story is like this:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the night of 9th September, I checked online about PSW, then I found out that I was not eligible to apply because I had no at least £800 in my bank account for the past 3 months...It was my mistake, I should prepare it earlier...Therefore, I had to go back to Malaysia to apply if I want to come back again to UK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I made quick decision because I was staying at my church member house, so I felt awkward to stay longer...Actually, all this I think is God's will...During YTTC, I prayed that if I cannot get a job after YTTC, I will straightly go back to Malaysia, but I did not do what I pray for...I still stay back here even I did not get a job...Therefore, God wants me to come back to Malaysia since it was the thing I pray for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 weeks time in Malaysia, I ate a lot and met lots of old old friends...I had 3 interviews and applied many jobs...I am still waiting for replies...I did these so that my father will stop forcing me to find a job...Anyway, I do whatever he asks me to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My yougest brother birthday today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-7957757904263924879?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7957757904263924879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=7957757904263924879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7957757904263924879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7957757904263924879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='2nd Week in Malaysia~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-6569775800461133428</id><published>2010-09-06T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T06:25:51.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>知足常乐~~Satisfaction</title><content type='html'>Recently, I saw one of my old schoolmate posted a status on his facebook account, saying that if he can choose what to be in his next life (Buddhism = reincarnation), he wanted to be born in a riches family so that he can buy whatever he wants without considering the prices. I was so angry and disappointed on him. As a man, he should fight for it by himself instead of depending on his parents. I know him since childhood, and after 17 years old, we all separated different directions to pursue our ambitions. From what I know, he is the only child of his parents, so they indulge him, trying their best to satisfy their only son. I think this is the reason that he posted the status in Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I know, his parents are not wealthy people but still, they buy many luxury (wasted, I should say) things for him, such as LV, Gucci and bla bla bla. He is a man, what for he pursues these kinds of material thing, although he is sissy guy. He should be responsible to his parents, give them money, or at least don't let them to spend much money on him. Anyway, this is all his business. His parents had done wrong on their child education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lucky that my parents trained us to be frugal. Maybe because I have 4 brothers, so they have to do that to cut down our family's expenses. In Bible, there are many verses talking about this thing. Meanwhile, Bible has taught us to be satisfaction to what we have now. Don't pursue something unneccassary to our Souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope that he can wake up from his indulgence, stop wasting money on material thing but in more meaningful thing such as helping his family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-6569775800461133428?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6569775800461133428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=6569775800461133428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6569775800461133428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6569775800461133428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/09/satisfaction.html' title='知足常乐~~Satisfaction'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-6413623289423857648</id><published>2010-09-01T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T03:25:31.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father (Part 3)~~~</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't ask my parents for suggestion, because everytime end up with an arguement, since they don't really understand me especially my father...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my call with them and I was so sad and disappointed that my father still do not understand my needs and my thinking, although I had told them about my plan. If I go back to Malaysia, I plan to use 3 months times to serve God...However, I don't think this gotta work now because my father will force me to find a job...Why he has such small faith in God? He supposes to feel happy about me, but unfortunately, he won't let me do that...Maybe I just stay back in UK, escape from my father, is not a bad idea...I believe that God will guide me when I make the decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? What should I do? Am I confident to myself that I can survive in UK by doing part time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-6413623289423857648?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6413623289423857648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=6413623289423857648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6413623289423857648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6413623289423857648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/09/father-part-3.html' title='Father (Part 3)~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-59837975684172288</id><published>2010-08-31T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T14:27:58.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay or Leave?</title><content type='html'>To be honest, I pray that God will show me His way to me, but now I am still confusing...How come I have such a small faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning, I went to HAYS Recruitment Agency to ask them for helping me in Job Hunting, but end up, they told me that I have to have experience in that particular field...I am fresh graduate without experience, so they can't help me...Therefore, I went to the other recruitment agency and the answers were the same, until an agency called, MANPOWER (funny name...) told me that, I have to transfer my Student VISA to a VISA that allow me to work full time...I was just realised that I was so stupid, I should apply for PSW earlier, then I can get a job now...However, its all come into my mind, should I stay and apply for PSW or leave UK to Malaysia? Where can I stay in Birmingham while I am doing my PSW? My contract for my currently accommodation is expired on 8th Sept, which is next week...Oh gosh....what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just pray and pray....worry doesnt help me at all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-59837975684172288?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/59837975684172288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=59837975684172288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/59837975684172288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/59837975684172288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/08/stay-or-leave.html' title='Stay or Leave?'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-336664282575412714</id><published>2010-08-24T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T15:16:07.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YTTC 2010 in Sunderland~~~"Be Transformed"</title><content type='html'>For the past 3 weeks, I was away from Birmingham to Sunderland church to attend YTTC (Youth Theological Training Course)...The theme of this year is "Be Transformed"...It was fun and productive weeks and causing me wanted to join them again next year, but I am not sure whether I am able to join them or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day, I went to Sunderland by train, costing me about £46.00 for the return tickets. I walked from the Sunderland Metro Station to Church alone...Fortunately I checked the map the day before I left Bham...It took me about 20 minutes and I was sweating after the walk (plus luggage and bag)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was welcomed by some people there and Anthony was the only who showed me my sleep "bed"...Then, I went to register at the reception room...After registration, I met Colin and had a little chat with him...I congratulated to him since he was engaged with Marian...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the dining area and met up Johnny, the preacher to be, and I was so surprise to see the German youths that I know during the Germany trip...So happy to meet up in Sunderland...After a while, the London participants came in, together with 2 Taiwan participants, Yu Chen and Wei Jen...Happy to meet them too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509102506201453826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/THRDinlaFQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/JiA3i143Zg8/s320/44511_1461771157053_1616672726_1144189_6182084_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the open ceremony, we had some fellowships and sharing...Then 11pm, bed time as usual...After the first day, everyday was almost the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning Prayer:&lt;/strong&gt; 45 minutes, started from 7:30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast:&lt;/strong&gt; Bread and buns, with tea, milk, cereal, hams, cheese and etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classes&lt;/strong&gt;: Genesis, Basic Doctrines, University Life, Literary Minister, Introduction to New Testament, Luke, Prepare to Perfect Partner, Basic Evangelism and Bible Study Guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch + Dinner:&lt;/strong&gt; 1 hour per each, including duties...After lunch and dinner, still have classes to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evening Prayer&lt;/strong&gt;: 20-30 minutes for sermon (by Year 3 students) and the rest of time was praying for Holy Spirit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASF (assignments, self study, fellowship):&lt;/strong&gt; 1 hour....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hymn Practise&lt;/strong&gt;: 45 minutes after lunch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Activities&lt;/strong&gt;: Sport day...2 hours on Sunday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabbath Service:&lt;/strong&gt; Hymnal Presentation....as usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was enjoying the life in YTTC here...The rules were not as strict as Theolo in Malaysia, but we did prayed a lot during 3 weeks...45 minutes + 30 minutes per day...I think Malaysia should think about it because prayer is the most effective to strengthen our spiritual life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Year 1 by the way, although I had finished my 3 years theolo in Malaysia. At first, I was wondering why I have to go to Year 1 again, but after this 3 weeks, I gained a lot of knowledge about bible that I never knew before...Thanks God for guiding me to YTTC this year....The University Life session was not really useful for me since I was graduated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the farewell, when the Year 3 presentation, it reminded me the last day of my theolo in Malaysia...Anyway, 3 years is not a short time...XD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Tomorrow I will go for an interview as a salesman...haiz...really dont know what to do with this job...Pray to God for his guidance...XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-336664282575412714?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/336664282575412714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=336664282575412714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/336664282575412714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/336664282575412714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/08/yttc-2010-in-sunderlandbe-transformed.html' title='YTTC 2010 in Sunderland~~~&quot;Be Transformed&quot;'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/THRDinlaFQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/JiA3i143Zg8/s72-c/44511_1461771157053_1616672726_1144189_6182084_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-3282978704224757318</id><published>2010-07-17T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T18:27:26.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father (Part 2)~~</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, my father texted me and asked me to call my cousin that I rarely know, so that I can ask him to give me a favor in job hunting. He scolded me (maybe...) that I just sat at home, doing nothing. I was speechless and a little frustrated and angry plus stress because until now, my father don't really understand my situation here and he just judged me like he always did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grown up people, and I am always independant, I don't want to depend on other people, I don't like the feelings that forcing cousins do somethings that "might" bring them unconvenient. My cousin is working in electronic company, which is not related to my degree, and the company is in Bangkok, which at the place I don't really like (No offence)...I have my own plan but now, he just broke into my plan and make me to follow his plan because I am his son. He never asked me what I really want to...This is my future, not yours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan is spending one month time to serve God before I start working, but my father is forcing me to find a job immediately...How is my plan, then? Screwed up, because I have to obey him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single text he sent to me is a pressure to me...Is like a pushing button...I had done what I need to do, but now, all I can do is waiting for replies...However, my father doesn't understand this, he said I was sitting at home, doing NOTHING...What? Am I so untrustable for you? Please, let me plan my future with my Heavenly Father...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand my father is out of good intention, but it had become one kind of pressure for me, which I cannot avoid or ignore...My father had done the same things to me while I was doing my UK Visa...That time, he dint understand that the agency needed time to approve my Visa, and he kept on calling me, scolding me, saying that I dont really follow up the progress...This made me stress until I din't know how to pray...fortunately, I have my Heavenly Father to comfort me by using the mouth of preacher...Thanks God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is just a way for me to release my frustration and my stress...Pray for me if you are christian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-3282978704224757318?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3282978704224757318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=3282978704224757318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3282978704224757318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3282978704224757318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/07/father-part-2.html' title='Father (Part 2)~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-6456110529660532883</id><published>2010-07-14T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T18:18:01.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>简单？不简单？天真？不天真？</title><content type='html'>正如实力派歌手黄小琥的最新唱片《简单，不简单》，人性也是如此，看是简单、单纯的人，不一定是简单与单纯。外表看似大方，背后正在打着如意算盘，外表看似和蔼可亲，里面却是憎恶无比，真是金玉其外，败絮其中。当然，如果你知道“其中”，你会觉得“其外”也是败坏的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在我的四年离乡背井，到外地读书的日子里，我想在此向那些教过我人心的“可爱”的人说声谢谢，因为你们教我如何看看这世界。我承认，我看似简单，但不简单，因我学会了“以其人之道，还至其人之身。”他们也教会我，人要自私，因别人会找你便宜。真心换来的是伤害，与其如此，倒不如不付出？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也学会了戴面具，但为何教我戴的人，往往就不会戴面具呢？你说你想要做自己，但却教我戴面具，不是很矛盾吗？可能因为我是主见的人吧，什么东西都要别人跟我做的一样，我真是差劲，但你也不是十全十美的吧，但是你不曾承认过你的弱点，因你认为“他/她”比我们更加了解你。我相信"soulmate"，但不可能你的soulmate所说的，全都是对的嘛，也不能因为你的soulmate不喜欢，你也跟着不喜欢吧。我现在已不所谓了，你喜欢怎样就怎样吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS：我没有别的意思，如有雷同，纯属个人感觉&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-6456110529660532883?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6456110529660532883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=6456110529660532883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6456110529660532883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6456110529660532883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='简单？不简单？天真？不天真？'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-1867220547837159862</id><published>2010-07-10T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T17:11:21.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 2010 in Birmingham~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/TDkL4WKAUoI/AAAAAAAAAXU/vHtP2hwaDZk/s1600/10072010352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492434283203154562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/TDkL4WKAUoI/AAAAAAAAAXU/vHtP2hwaDZk/s320/10072010352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nigth View&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/TDkL3eU2NyI/AAAAAAAAAXM/E37h-sNKXKc/s1600/05072010343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492434268216244002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/TDkL3eU2NyI/AAAAAAAAAXM/E37h-sNKXKc/s320/05072010343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day view...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I moved to a new place, called Londonderry House in Birmingham City Centre...Goodbye Glendower Road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Londonderry House is a flat and I live in 12th floor. The room is big, has private toilet with shower, all bills are included, but the internet connection is extremely slow....Imagine you used to have 10MB internet speed and now downgrade to 512Kps speed....Not used to it...However, I think it is kind of training, train my patience and slow down my life's speed, which I think its quite good...The outside window view is nice, I can see the sky clearly and also the night view of Birmingham since I live 12th floor...Its been a week I live here, I had met my flatmates, who are Chinese (China) students...The first night, I met some situation, which the Chinese lives the room in front of my room, broke his door because he can't open the door plus he was drunk...I asked him yesterday, and he told me he din't know what happen to the door...(=.=''')...Anyway, I think he is a nice guy....Hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro.John is back to Birmingham after a year research in Taiwan, and now we go to Leicester church every Saturday...Finally I had my company again...Thanks God...The weather is nice but hot, although it is just around 27'C, compare to Malaysia, its nothing...However, I felt hot to the weather....Sweating now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to go to Euro but I had registered to go for YTTC (Youth Theological Training Course) in Sunderland...I am not sure whether I want to go or not, because perhaps I get my job replies during the training course...I have no idea with it, but just pray to God that He can give me a job before August...Anymore, its all depend on His will...(pray for me ya...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sad news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a phone call from my youngest brother saying that my Uncle's wife was past away last Monday, the first day I moved in this room. I was not shocked or sad, because I knew this day will come, for all of us, her day was just came earlier...Actually I was told she was suffered liver cancer (not sure) and it was 3rd stage of cancer, so I knew her day was coming soon...When I am writing this, at the same time, I am recalling back the memory we shared in my life...I am now a little bit sad, thinking that I can't see her anymore, but life still goes on...Commemorate her sometimes, will help me to remember her exist and her care to me....I believe that you had rested in peace, my dear AH KIM (uncle's wife in Hokkein)...I will pray for your family especially AH KU (uncle from mother's side) although you are not Christian, but I believe God will comfort him...This is my 3rd sad news in a month time...I have nothing to complain because life is just a brief of candle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Melancholy+ING.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-1867220547837159862?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1867220547837159862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=1867220547837159862&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1867220547837159862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1867220547837159862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-2010-in-birmingham.html' title='Summer 2010 in Birmingham~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/TDkL4WKAUoI/AAAAAAAAAXU/vHtP2hwaDZk/s72-c/10072010352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-1912331275304023229</id><published>2010-06-15T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T04:39:59.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 sad news in a week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/TBdmURFGCbI/AAAAAAAAAXE/0iumi0qWHD4/s1600/Candle-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/TBdmURFGCbI/AAAAAAAAAXE/0iumi0qWHD4/s320/Candle-1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482963569715055026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;REST IN PEACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just logged into facebook, and saw my friend's brother's status, saying that his friend was past away...I was so familiar with the name of the friend, I thought he was my ex-classmate during primary school...However, when my parents came back from Kulim, they told me he was my best best friend's brother...Unbelievable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I dont know why I still can smile out when I told my friend about this news, perhaps I wanted to balance my inner feeling toward my best best friend...I am not really close to the dead person, but what I am worrying is my best friend...I know that she loves her family very very much, more than anything, this news will make her very sad...I dont know what can I do for her other than send my consolation to her...I really dont know what can I do to console her...really...Ya, I just can pray for her, may God comfort her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just like a brief of candle...This phrase I learnt from a literature class in Form 2, and I totally agreed with it until now...I believe that my best friend is now crying non-stop and is comforted by my another best friend...Hope that she can be a strong girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually last week, I had already received a death news from my mother, telling me that my Malay neighbour, who lived just next to my house for 23 years, passed away...I always called him PAK CIK, which mean UNCLE in Malay...It was just few days after my brother's wedding...He came to our house for wedding dinner too, and he was still normal and healthy...He insisted to give my brother "angpao" (red pocket) even though MAK CIK (his wife) already gave it...However, MAK CIK said nevermind, since PAK CIK insisted to give it...I was so touching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so many years, he witnessed our grown up...He witnessed my brother's marriage...He had tolerated our noisiness for so many years without complaining...He had be nice to us for so many years without looking at our skins' colour...However, I just can say, rest in peace, PAK CIK....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-1912331275304023229?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1912331275304023229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=1912331275304023229&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1912331275304023229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1912331275304023229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/06/2-sad-news-in-week.html' title='2 sad news in a week...'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/TBdmURFGCbI/AAAAAAAAAXE/0iumi0qWHD4/s72-c/Candle-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-2498659431417159021</id><published>2010-06-07T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T06:09:07.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What had happened since last post?</title><content type='html'>Hi, I am back to blogger again, been through a long long busy marathon that I cant even feel that I am now in Malaysia...Okay, since there were lots of things happened within one month time, I just briefly talk about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I did really bad in my final assignment, which is Dynamics and Control System, because I was lack of time to finish it (2 assignments to submit in 2 days, but I cant blame anyone because it is my fault...) However, I cant imagine that I get 81% for my essay...Well, I dont care whether the lecturer "give water (cantonese)" or not, I just happy because it helped me to pull up the average mark...Thanks God...After the final submissions, my coursemate and I went to have a movie called "Kiss Ass", which made me wanna really kick the producer's ass...Its boring and meaningless, and the actors and actresses are suck...After the movie, we went to Pizza Hut for "brunner" (breakfast + lunch + dinner)...Nice pizzas and I had a great bolognese there too...XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the busy week, I had the most busiest month...Final exams + Final year project...I was wrong, I should pay more attention on my revision, but its too late...FYP was killing me softly and slowly...I was busy modelling and analysing, but you know what, the software I needed to us is out of order, so I waste few weeks doing nothing...What the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before I went back to Malaysia, I rushed and rushed, slept 3-4 hours for 3 days...However, I still cant finish the report...What to do, I needed to bring back to Malaysia and finish it...However, I was wrong again, it was my brother's wedding, so I was busy helping my family doing the preparation...I had no time to do the report, until all these dinner finished...I was just finished it and sent it to my friend who still in UK, and asked him to print it out and submit for me...Now, everything is over...hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose, before I went back to Malaysia, I should be happy and counting the days, but the FYP made me worry more than happy...What to do, last last report liao what...haha...Hopefully I can get a 60++ for my FYP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Will go back on 21st June...2 weeks to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-2498659431417159021?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2498659431417159021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=2498659431417159021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2498659431417159021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2498659431417159021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-had-happened-since-last-post.html' title='What had happened since last post?'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-6697837024987698011</id><published>2010-05-05T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T16:19:03.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage in Christ~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S-H8CXqFLII/AAAAAAAAAW8/Tabelk0SXNo/s1600/marriage-today-af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467928540244946050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S-H8CXqFLII/AAAAAAAAAW8/Tabelk0SXNo/s320/marriage-today-af.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes...This post I would like to share about Marriage in Christ, which means both of the bride and groom are Christian...In my church, marriage in christ is strongly recommended by our preachers and other members...Last two days, I attended a service in Birmingham, and some members from Leicester Church are there too. After the service, Deacon's wife and I met at a kitchen and suddenly she asked:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deacon's wife (DW):&lt;/strong&gt; How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; 22 this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DW&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh I see...Don't misunderstand me, I don't mean anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: (What???Misunderstanding what???) Okay....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DW&lt;/strong&gt;: Well, I am the person in charge for Leicester's youth matchmaker so that the youth can marry in Christ...And because you are still studying, so I didn't introduce or match you with other sisters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (smile awkwardly and sweating...) Okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, from this conversation, you can know that marriage in christ is an important thing that a church must concern about...You should understand the situation at my churches in UK...I am not sure whether I had mentioned it before or not, but I tell you one more time...In UK, the youths are married at the average age of 23 or 24...Right after they have a stable job and income...The age above is the groom...Therefore, the deacon's wife was asking me my age so that she can do her job...Luckily, she doesn't know that I am going to graduate next month, because I don't want to marry so early...23 or 24? Don't be silly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, they have the reasons to do so, which the reason is the environment now a day...Lots of temptations out there especially western country like UK, the people are very open minded, so the churches scare the youth will be tempted and leave the church...Therefore they are encouraging the youth marry early...well, I agree at this point, but marry early also has the problem inside, which is less understanding, immaturity and so and so...Anyway, here are the benefits of marriage in Christ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benefits of Marriage in Christ:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Blessing from God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In True Jesus Church, if the couple is not our church members or haven't been baptised in our church, they are not allowed to have wedding in our church, which means they cannot get the blessing from God. Blessing from God is unique, special and different from the world's blessing. With this blessing, the couple will be blissful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Same religion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the couple have the same religion, they can go to church together and their faith will standfirm. When one of them is weak, the other one can help each other to stand up. They will not alone along the way to the heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Save the next generation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bible says that religion/faith is a heritage, which should be carried on to the next generation, because this heritance can save their souls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I believe there are some other benefits that I haven't mentioned...I want to marry in christ, just not that age...Anyway, I will just follow God's will, let God to decide my marriage, because I believe He will give me what He thinks is best for me...Amen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: What do you think about married in Christ? Mind to share about it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-6697837024987698011?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6697837024987698011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=6697837024987698011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6697837024987698011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6697837024987698011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/marriage-in-christ.html' title='Marriage in Christ~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S-H8CXqFLII/AAAAAAAAAW8/Tabelk0SXNo/s72-c/marriage-today-af.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-2984001405344303284</id><published>2010-04-21T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:19:40.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talentime~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S8_ORnoivFI/AAAAAAAAAW0/JM5Kfp1Mzdg/s1600/talentime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462811675115830354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S8_ORnoivFI/AAAAAAAAAW0/JM5Kfp1Mzdg/s320/talentime.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few hours ago, I was impressed by a funny commercial in Malaysia, and I thought it was made in Malaysia, but unfortunately, it was Thailand...Anyway, I searched it on Youtube and found out there was a good director, who named Yasmin Ahmad...This woman died last year, and only that time, I heard her name...Therefore, I searched for her directed film, and one of them is Talentime...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talentime was made in Malaysia (of course...) and the story is really interest...An Indian guy, who are deaf and dumb, falled in love with a Mix-blood Muslim girl...However, in Malaysia, if we marry a muslim, we are "forced" to be a muslim...As a result, most Chinese and Indian in Malaysia won't choose Malay as their wives or girlfriends...However, this Indian guy didnt mind of this matter, he kept on connecting with the muslim girl...After a while, his mother found out and scolded him...His sister was supported him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From this film, I feel that Malaysians are pathetic...Falling in love with Malay/Muslim is same as betraying your religion...Because of this rule, we are always saying that married a muslim is betraying your own race...From this aspect, you can see that Malaysians are pathetic...I can only choose our own race or Indian or other races instead of Malay...It doesnt make sense at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I dint mean that I falled in love with Malay or Muslim, but I strongly disagree that marriage = changing religion...Let's say, one day, I fall in love with Muslim girl, but I dont want to betray my God, so between the girl and God, for sure, I will choose God, but the problem is there...How about the girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: This is the fact...Unchangable fact...I repeat, I am not interest in Muslim girl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-2984001405344303284?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2984001405344303284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=2984001405344303284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2984001405344303284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2984001405344303284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/04/talentime.html' title='Talentime~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S8_ORnoivFI/AAAAAAAAAW0/JM5Kfp1Mzdg/s72-c/talentime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-2745125204382052407</id><published>2010-04-14T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T09:02:21.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life = Uncertainties~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I don't know about tomorrow, I just live day by the day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, we don't know the future, we can't even know what will be happened next second...Life is full with uncertainties...Only God knows these uncertainties...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recently, I was told that my second brother is getting marry this coming June...When I heard it, I was surprised because now it is already April, how come they have enough time for the wedding's preparation? Well, I knew something was happened, and I knew what was happened...After confirmation with my mom, well, my guess was correct...Thats a fact that hard to accept but I knew this day will come...Anyway, I was confused whether I should go back or not, since I have plan in UK, which is job hunting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After receiving few opinions from my friends, I think I should attend the wedding and come back to UK AGAIN after a few week...I changed my way of thinking that I treat this trip as a graduation holidays, so that I can easily accept the fact...Hilarious right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"But I know who holds tomorrow, and I know who holds my hand"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Uncertainty is thing that happened at an unexpected time...As a christian, only I can do is praying to the Lord who "holds tomorrow"...He will guide me according to His will...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS: I have to pray for my brother and his fiancee, hope their marriage can last forever...I am quite worrying them since they are not married in Christ...May God bless them from now till forever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PPS: I had booked a round trip ticket back to Malaysia...See you all there, my hometown friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460023554960577218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S8Xmfqqw0sI/AAAAAAAAAWs/8iTZGi7GKxo/s320/Wedding_ring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-2745125204382052407?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2745125204382052407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=2745125204382052407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2745125204382052407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2745125204382052407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-uncertainties.html' title='Life = Uncertainties~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S8Xmfqqw0sI/AAAAAAAAAWs/8iTZGi7GKxo/s72-c/Wedding_ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-8086400237600809237</id><published>2010-04-08T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T18:55:30.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heidelberg, Germany~~</title><content type='html'>Well, if you have my facebook, you probably knew that I went to Germany last week to attend the student convocation and spiritual convocation. For this week, I learnt about how to study bible...We were taught by the preacher and preacher-to-be from UK in theoretically, after that, they gave us some "housework" so that we can practically use the methods we had been taught...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observation:&lt;br /&gt;Read through a passage in the bible, observe the passage whether it is complete story or not, and then get as much story line as we can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analyse:&lt;br /&gt;After observation, analyse the passage or versus by using Where, Who, When, Why, What and How.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanation:&lt;br /&gt;Using bible versus to explain bible versus is the best explanation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Application:&lt;br /&gt;Applying examples or telling how to do so that people can learn the lessons in the passage and apply it into their lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 28/03/2010, I didnt sleep for the night because the daylight saver (one hour set forward), I took a bus to the airport...It was a cold morning and the road is turning into silence mode...It was just 6.30am...I reached the airport about 9am, and I waited for Johnny (preacher-to-be) since we were travel buddy to Germany...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Lufthansa Airline to Frankfurt, Germany, and I found out, the aeroplane is very small, just like the MAS small plane travel from Penang to KLIA. Anyway, I cant complain much about it, although it was really small and spaceless. After an hour and a half, we reached Frankfurt airport at 1pm. Then we waited for a shuttle bus to Heidelberg for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it was sunday, the street was very quiet until I can hear the bird's singing...Johnny tried to call someone to pick us up to the church, but there were no one answer the phone, so Johnny decided to walk to church with luggage (burdens)...After 20 minutes walk, finally we reached church. It is an apartment, with 2 rooms and 1 dining room. It doesnt look like a church but in bible says that, when they are 2-3 persons get together and say "in the name of Lord Jesus we pray" Jesus will be there...The one who opened the door for us is Sis.Siglinde, who is Pr.Ko's wife and she is German...She speaks well chinese (impressive)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few talks and introduction between us and other brothers and sisters, we had dinner together and prepared for the next day. At that night, I realised that I need to prepare a presentation (sermon) for the student convo and they arranged me on the next 2 days...1 sermon in 2 days...Fortunately, I remembered I wrote a sermon in my blog (Wall &amp;amp; Bridge) so I took it and elaborate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we woke up early in the morning, and Johnny took me to the city "street" in Heidelberg...Its located beside a river and surrounded by mountains and it is beautiful...You can see it in my facebook photo album...After that, Sis.Siglinde brought us to the uphill because there is hostel there where our convocations were hosted...From there, I can see the river and the city...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the week there, I met a lot of members who live in Europe country such as Germany, Holand, Austria and Italy. They treated me very nice (of course, they are my bro and sis) and the food was very delicious (Taiwanese Beef Soup Noodles!!!). I was also scheduled to do some duties such as cleaning toilet and kitchen, washing plates and etc. Well, I am not complaining because they are actually giving me chances to get blessing...Then I found out, in Heidelberg, all the citizens have to catagerise the wastes and rubbishs and throw it into different bins...Impressive again, they are environmental protectors and we should learn from them...Therefore, I learnt what wastes are catagorise in biomass, plastic, papier (paper) and etc...Bones are not biomass, it was general rubbish, because its hard to dissolve bones...Interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the week, I saw many mix-blood children at the church, which I never see so many at the same time...They are cute...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my ticket to Germany is worth to its price...I gained a lot and knew a lot of friends...Hopefully I can go there some days in future if and only if I manage to find a job in UK...XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The effect of the week is I woke up automatically at 8am....haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-8086400237600809237?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8086400237600809237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=8086400237600809237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8086400237600809237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8086400237600809237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/04/heidelberg-germany.html' title='Heidelberg, Germany~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5721791936230272198</id><published>2010-03-19T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T15:34:01.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Housemates Problems~~~</title><content type='html'>I am not sure whether my housemates will read it or not, but I just spit out what I feel these days since this is my blog...I can write whatever I want, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about housemates problems, there are plenty of it can be told...Maybe I am a subjective person, so I have these problems...Well, judge yourselves, my friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 housemates and 2 of them are sharing food with me. Since we are sharing food, everything we bought for the dinner, we paid equally for the receipt. Since these food are shared, means we can only use it in the presence of the other two. However, they are not obey the rules, so I am also not to obey the rule too. Actually I don't mind them to take small amount of the food, I don't even bother about that, but one of my housemate started to haggle on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CASE 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Housemate&lt;/strong&gt;: Err...Louis, can you please buy your own oil, since you always use the oil to fry food, and we are not really want to use the recycled oil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louis&lt;/strong&gt;: Well...Okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CASE 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Housemate:&lt;/strong&gt; Louis ar...Why you use so much oil to fry thing? (I used it to do Sweet and Sour Chicken, for sure I need to fry the chicken...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louis&lt;/strong&gt;: (since he is so "appreciate" the oil, I won't cook this dishes anymore...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CASE 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Housemate&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey, our CNY stuffs totally up is £60...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louis&lt;/strong&gt;: How come...What thing had you bought? (looking at the receipt...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Housemate&lt;/strong&gt;: Seafood, pork-leg,....etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louis&lt;/strong&gt;: Why you bought so many thing? We are just guests for the event, why you want to do so many things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Housemate&lt;/strong&gt;: I cook, not you cook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From these cases, what do you think? I never bother about him for taking the shared veges or rices, I never bother about his girlfriend come to stay at our house for weeks (supplied with food...) But Oil? You haggle with me because of oil? What the world...I dint argue with him since we are housemate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case 3, I really speechless. When I asked him what he wanted to cook for the CNY event, he dint answer me. If he answered me one week or two days from the event, I can go to wet market to buy the ingredients in a low price, so that it won't cause us so much. He never discussed with us or think or ask about our budget...£20 per person is really expensive for a student...Some more, the output of the ingredients...failed, especially for the "cha siu" he made...Well, I had to show my support to him, so I ate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was overreact to these matters because of my subjectivity as I always put a standard toward people around me, or I should say, expect other people to do as following to my standard...If they dont reach my standard, I might be angry or unhappy...Well, this personality is really annoying me, which I can't change it eventhough I hadn't try plenty of times...However, in case 1 and 2, I really can't accept that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, don't share too much things with your housemates, it will cause you lots of problems...Maybe just me...Judge yourselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Drinking Carlsberg while writting this post...XDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5721791936230272198?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5721791936230272198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5721791936230272198&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5721791936230272198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5721791936230272198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/03/housemates-problems.html' title='Housemates Problems~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5357123244570752398</id><published>2010-03-12T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T18:09:01.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time met Minister~~~</title><content type='html'>Just now, I went to Birmingham Hilton Hotel to attend a conference with Dato Sri Mustapa Mohommad (Minister of International Trade and Industry)...Since the UNMO chairman in Birmingham asked me and my housemates to attend it, so we just went there to listen what the minister wanted to tell us (actually we went there for dinner, its FOC...XDXD) I was wondering why they will ask us (chinese) to go there because last year, they just asked Malay to attend the conference...However, when the minister started to talk, I knew the reason, which is to spread the concept of "1 Malaysia"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, when we reached the conference room, I was nervous since this was my first time to meet minister face to face...I shook his hand, and also his "leng" (penolong or  kakitangan...whatever)...They were very nice to us, talking to us...bla bla bla...After a few minutes, more and more people came in the conference so they started the conference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the summary of what he told us in the conference:&lt;br /&gt;1) Explanation about the condition of Malaysia's politic and the concept of 1 Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;2) Emphasize that Anwar's case is not related to government&lt;br /&gt;3) Asked us to go back to serve Malaysia after graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Q&amp;amp;A section, 3-4 peoples asked the minister some questions:&lt;br /&gt;1) Education inbalance (Quota system &amp;amp; Bumiputera issues) in scholarship or SMK and SJK&lt;br /&gt;Ans: "We need time to change it..." *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Economic in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Agriculture is needed to improve in future...Koridor Utara...bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Education in Malaysia now a day (SJK and SK schools)&lt;br /&gt;Ans:" Its hard to change this, you see the US need so many years to accept the black...bla bla bla..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Kebebasan bersuara&lt;br /&gt;Ans:" Don't really believe in those 'mosqitoes' suratkhabar...bla bla bla" not really answer this question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually I wanted to talk about the education issues such as MARA scholarship, JPA and etc, because its really unfair for us non-bumiputera, but one of the students had helped me to ask, so I just listened what the minister said...However, this minister's answer was disappointed me, because he said this bumiputera issue need time to change...Well, how long? Since this is the very basic thing for the concept of 1 Malaysia..."Won't let the other races felt minimised..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 hours conference, my housemates and I had a little chat with Chris Tan, Senior Vice President of Korindor Utara...Since I am from Padang Serai, Kedah, so I had interest in this plan...Chris told us that the program offers us a help to find internship from the companies around Malaysia, which I think quite good for students who just graduated from University...Somemore, I got an interest in the Kulim Hi-Tech park, which is near my hometown...He told me I can get a job there since they need engineers...Well, these information are what I get from the conference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to eat the FOC dinner, mostly seafood but not really taste good...XDXD...During the dinner, we also talked with Chris until we left the table...He shared his experience to us, which was quite interest...(I know he is now under government, so I just keep back on what he told us...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its not bad for the first time, the minister is quite impressive for me...However, what we talked in the conference, mostly it won't reach to the ears of Najib...Anyway, it won't change at the end, but I think we still need to tell them what we really think, whether they listen or not...Some more, we all are already at legalised age, we have the right to poll...XDXD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Bought lots of fruits recently, oranges, grapes, apple and etc...Grapes really cheap here...XDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5357123244570752398?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5357123244570752398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5357123244570752398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5357123244570752398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5357123244570752398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-time-met-minister.html' title='First time met Minister~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-7736593208650865692</id><published>2010-03-04T13:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T14:17:35.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignments Weeks~~</title><content type='html'>From the first day of CNY until now, I had past up 3 assignments...Well, because of my laziness, I lacked of time to do it, I just used 2 days to complete each assignment...Therefore, now I am totally worrying the results that I might get for these assignments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got a very very low marks (all results were not over than 50) in my previous assignments, these assignments were making me more headache because I lost all my confidence and this made me think a lot...The latest assignment, which I handed in last yesterday, was not completed...My conclusion was suck, just few sentences...it is incomplete...I handed it in exactly at the due time...I was worried I might miss the due time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these assignments, I was totally disappointed to myself...How come I can be like this? How come I can get these kinds of consequences...Anyway, from now on, I have to focus in my study, especially my final year project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: next week, I have to show the progress of my final year project...Wish me luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-7736593208650865692?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7736593208650865692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=7736593208650865692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7736593208650865692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7736593208650865692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/03/assignments-weeks.html' title='Assignments Weeks~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-8427683031052518136</id><published>2010-02-13T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T18:03:12.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437912377261948610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S3dYfu5l_sI/AAAAAAAAAWc/gRSVwzi0QZE/s320/chinese-zodiac-3-tiger-sign.jpg" /&gt;Yeah, finally its Chinese New Year (CNY), but I cant feel anything about it since you know, western country, even the BBC (British Born Chinese) have been "westernized", so they dont really celebrate this event (such pathetic, right?)....However, the British government is really nice, they have a celebration at Chinatown around UK, so its not really bored, actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me tell you what I was doing for my CNY's eve...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, I woke up in the morning, and prepared myself to go to church...When I reached the train station, the staff told me that there was maintenance work between Nuneaton and Leicester, so I needed to take train from Bham to Nuneaton, and then changed to take bus to Leicester....Well, at first, I started to think whether want to go or not, since I knew it will delay and I will be late to church service...After a lot of worries, I decided to go (I afraided God will angry of me if I dint go...XDXD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After half an hour, I reached Nuneaton, and wanted to take the bus...When I got to the bus-stop, the bus was already full, and the staff said we needed to wait for an hour for another bus to come...In my heart, I said,"What the...I will be extremely late to the church..." Anyway, I just waited because I had bought the ticket...Okay, finally the bus came, and I reached Leicester at 3.10pm, while the Sabbath service started at 3pm...However, I still need to wake from the station to church, and it took me 20 minutes (usually 25 minutes since I walk slow and relax....XDXD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached Leicester church, it was already 3.30pm, and I was thinking whether wanted to go in or not, but I just dint care and walk in...Everyone was looking at me and giving me a "you are late" smile...hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 minutes, the service was ended, and then I joined the fellowship which served pizza, pastries, sushi and etc...Thanks to Sis.Audrey...During the fellowship, preacher talked about Daniel, and asked us learn from him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6pm, Sis. Katie gave me a lift to train station, and I took bus again to Nuneaton, then train to Bham...Well, since I hadnt have dinner yet, so I went to a Chinese takeaway shop to buy my CNY's eve dinner (I am so pity...T3T...) However, I was quite happy because the food was delicious...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my second time celebrating chinese new year without friends and family...Its not a good feeling you know...Thinking of the happiness when you meet your cousins and friends...Visiting from house to house...Eating and drinking unlimited...Gambling, chit-chatting, receiving angpao and etc...Haiz...The most important thing is the reunion dinner...It will be meaningless if the reunion is incomplete...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437912576951135746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S3dYrWzNLgI/AAAAAAAAAWk/jZFpaVh6keg/s320/2010-Tiger-NewYear-Poster.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;祝：虎虎生风，五“虎”临门，“虎”尽甘来...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-8427683031052518136?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8427683031052518136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=8427683031052518136&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8427683031052518136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8427683031052518136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S3dYfu5l_sI/AAAAAAAAAWc/gRSVwzi0QZE/s72-c/chinese-zodiac-3-tiger-sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-1994501547837782911</id><published>2010-02-03T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T15:58:32.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Songs are Added~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The song you are listening now, is the new song that I add to my track list, called &lt;em&gt;"The Sore Feet Song"...&lt;/em&gt;Hope you enjoy this song...This song I heard from an anime opening themed song, written/sung by Ally Kerr, a Scottish singer/songwriter...When I listen to his song, I was touched by his voice...Then I dug out all the information for this song...Here is Ally Kerr's photo: (not really handsome guy...XDXD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434170424829084034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S2oNNbzfAYI/AAAAAAAAAWM/0585_meNwlc/s320/ally_fridge_final_small.jpg" /&gt;Anyway, I had also added some songs other than this...Please listen and enjoy...Lyric is provided here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I walk ten thousand miles, ten thousand miles to see you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And every gasps of breath I grabbed at just to find you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I climb up every hill to get, to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wondered ancient lands to hold, just you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And every single step of the way, of pain,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every single night and day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I searched for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through sandstorms and hazy dawns I reached for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stole ten thousand pounds, ten thousand pounds to see you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I robbed convenient stores cause I've thought they'd make it easier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lived off rats and toads, and I starved for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I fought the giants bears and I killed them too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And every single step of the way, of pain,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every single night and day, I searched for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through sandstorms and hazy dawns I reached for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired and I'm weak, but I'm strong for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna go home, but my love get me through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lalalalalalalalalalala~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS: Still 11 days to go for CNY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-1994501547837782911?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1994501547837782911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=1994501547837782911&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1994501547837782911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1994501547837782911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-songs-are-added.html' title='New Songs are Added~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S2oNNbzfAYI/AAAAAAAAAWM/0585_meNwlc/s72-c/ally_fridge_final_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-3422701346679117927</id><published>2010-01-27T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:40:50.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BeLieVe~~~</title><content type='html'>Here is the situation I met yesterday afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend, A, and best friend, B, are really really closed to each other for years, which mean, they trust each other better than me. Therefore, if I told A that B had done something wrong, A will trust whatever B explains to A, and refused to trust me...What will you feel if you are me? Well, first of all, I kind of sad and disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these two best friends of mine always claimed that they know me very well, critising my thinking is so shallow...Well, I admit that my thinking is shallow but doesnt mean my thinking is incorrect...Plenty of times, they think that my opinion/point of views are always incorrect for them...Is this mean they have prejudice to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few year, I found out that our relationship is quite weird, everything we have conversation, we will end up our conversation with arguement, but why? Yesterday afternoon, finally I realised that, they have support from one another, which make them think that their POV are better than me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this thought, a question suddenly comes to my mind, which is "Why they never think from my aspect?"...They dint claim that they had already thought whatever I had thought, but did they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it is a small conflict, I had finally realised all these reasons...Kind of ironic, right? They just trust one another but not other...Eventhough "BELIEVE" has a "LIE" in the between, why you just wont listen to my explanation which is true? Ain't I your best friend too? Anyway, things happen, its happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Please don't mind me wrong, I am not angry, but just wondering...Between friends, there are also comparison...Ironic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-3422701346679117927?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3422701346679117927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=3422701346679117927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3422701346679117927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3422701346679117927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/01/believe.html' title='BeLieVe~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-3598253782128306740</id><published>2010-01-17T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:55:34.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colour~~</title><content type='html'>Recently, there was many thing happen in Malaysia, politic, religion, social and etc...Therefore, one of my facebook friend posted a video from Youtube, which is the Petronas Commercial for Merdaka Day 2009...It was about the kids have colour blind because they wont care about races when come to friend...Well, actually I was so impress on this commercial because it was really made a good point for us...However, I suddenly came out a thought that when the kids have grown up, what will happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, human, always change from time to time, our thoughts will be effected by the environment, which mean when we'd grown up, our thoughts will keep on changing all the time...According to my experience, in Malaysia, actually we have colour blind, we can achieve the united country, but what happen to my time, in education, it seem like the government kept on throwing the "colour" to non-bumiputera/puteri and putting a "colourful spectacles" on the bumiputera...The government kept on using the word "bumiputera sahaja" in some sort of application for education/scholarship...Why? Like MARA, why only bumiputera can apply? Matrikulasi, why most of them are bumiputera? JPA, why it is so hard for non-bumiputera to apply compare to bumiputera? Arent our parents paying the same taxes to government? Arent we are "MALAYSIAN"? (Please think it in education view, not in political view...I scare I will be caught by our government...XDXD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we (non-B) are walking on the road of education, we can feel that our bodies are painted by different "colours"...The longer we walk, the more colour we can get...At the end, we are buried by the colours...However, now a day, there are some private fields and countries seem like they like the "colour" of our bodies...They think that we are "beautiful" and "artistic", and aceept us to be one of them...After we had been accepted, our government will stand out and saying,"who is the one putting these colours on your bodies? You all should thank me for that, so come back and repay me..." Well, it seem like its too late to say that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this post, you will ask why you are writing this? Well, I am not so care about politics, just I felt so unfair in this kind of matter...We are one of the country, we are following the liberty of the country, we pay the same bill, but what we get are "colour"...Here is the video from Youtube by Yasmin Ahmand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8rHRgCiS22o&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8rHRgCiS22o&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;PS: Hopefully the government will improve in this way first instead of the politic...XDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-3598253782128306740?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3598253782128306740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=3598253782128306740&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3598253782128306740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3598253782128306740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/01/colour.html' title='Colour~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4706483003863703780</id><published>2010-01-09T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T16:33:20.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Funny Journey Back from Leicester~~~</title><content type='html'>Every weekend, or I should say, almost every Saturday I will attend Sabbath Service at Leicester church, and normally, I will either close my eyes or enjoying the view outside the train (although I had already taken this trip for plenty of time...) However, I never had a funny trip like today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as usual, I woke up at 10.30am to prepare myself to go to church...But today, because of the weather (the road outside is covered by thick snow...), I came out a feeling that I don't want to go...However, after I was scolded by my faith, I decided to go...Thanks God, it was not as cold as I thought, but still cold...Thanks God again, the train was not canceled, so I took the train to Leicester...From Leicester station, I walked in a cold weather (-3'C) for about 25 minutes...On the way, light hail was falling, but I just don't care anything and kept walking to the church...It was a good experience walking on the snow, and I think I know how to walk on the snow without slipping...XDXD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the sermon, preacher talked about faith, we should steadfast on our faith to God without questioning, just like the 3 friends of Daniel...When the Nebuzaddezar (don't know I spell it wrong or not?) asked them to worship the idol of gold, but they steadfast on their faith, and answered him without explanation...This mean that when we come to faith, we shouldnt explain anything or questioning...Just believe because when we explain, we might losing our faith...Interesting sermon...After the service, we had a sabbath fellowship, which was quite boring...XDXD...but I did enjoyed chatting with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting part was during the journey back from Leicester...Well, when the train started to move for a while, suddenly I heard a old lady, spoke loudly to a young boy...After I looked at the reaction of the young boy (cleaning his mouth...), I knew that he vomited on the floor...I am not sure whether he vomited on the lady or not, but I am sure he ate potatoes for his dinner...XD...Well, when he vomited, his friend immediately turned his face to the opposite direction from him, pretending dont know him...What a WORST-FRIEND-EVER...After that, the lady kept on saying something I can hear, and asking the boy to vomit on a plastic bag...All the passengers around him kept away from the puke, and for sure, covered their noses...No one gave the boy tissues or covered the puke with newspaper...They just let the puke stayed there...Somemore, the kids near the kids kept on mocking on the boy (although I dont really care about what kids said, the parents should know that it was not a manner...) I cant help him because it was way to far from me...XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, the kids came to their parents, and they told their parents it was not good to drink alcohol (I felt funny on it, because everyone in UK, like to drink, when they grow up, they will know drink is good...XD) From this incident, I came out a thought that the UK people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know how to handle this situation...In Msia, normally we will use newspaper to cover it so that the smell will not spread over the cabin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just don't care about what their kids say in the public, although the kids are doing something inappropriate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I walked from B'ham to the bus stop, and on the way, I heard a man shouted,"FXXK the cop!!!"...Then I heard a short conversation between a little girl with her mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Mom: What's the man shouting?&lt;br /&gt;     Little Girl: FXXK the cop, mom..&lt;br /&gt;     Mom: Don't say the word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, very funny...Haha...Kid is always that cute...What they heard, they will learn, so speak properly in front of the kids...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is a funny journey from Leicester to Birmingham, although you might not feel funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: This morning, I had a delicious prawn mayonnaise sandwiches...It was just 99p (RM5++)...very cheap...And I heard that there is a sister from Sabah, called Vanessa Ho, who is now studying in Birmingham, but I am not sure whether the information is true or not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4706483003863703780?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4706483003863703780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4706483003863703780&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4706483003863703780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4706483003863703780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/01/funny-journey-back-from-leicester.html' title='A Funny Journey Back from Leicester~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-2648017098348617198</id><published>2010-01-01T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T07:38:46.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback 2009~~~Looking Forward 2010~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, now it is officially Year 2010 around the world...No matter where you are, now is the starting day of 2010...However, what is my aim for my new year? Many people seem like to ask this question...What you plan to do, and how will you do to reach the aim...Well, my one and only aim is reaching the top of my faith to God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back Year 2009, my faith was like talking on a mountainous region, up hill and down hill, but mostly down hill, because going downhill was very fast...Last December, I had a question, asking God we are human being, and we live at a place that surrounding by temptation, that's why are always tempted by the world, so can you forgive us if we follow the small temptation? (not the mortal sin...) Thanks God, He answered my question through the mouth of Preacher of my church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within 25-27/12/2009, I managed to attend spiritual convocation and evangelistic meeting at Leicester Church. Actually, I am planning to attend two days of the event, which are 26th and 27th, but there are no train to Leicester on 26th, so I had to stay at Bro.Alan To's house, where is located at Rugby, with his wife...This couple treated me very nice and really take care of me, but I felt quite awkward since I don't like to bother people...However, after the convocation, I had learned something, which is,"Blessing will be given to those who serve their brothers/sisters, give them food, when they need it, give them a place to stay when they need it, give them clothes when they are naked..." Therefore, they received me and God will bless them... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 443px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421796009847159954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Sz4WvruR_JI/AAAAAAAAAVc/LFMcfPKF9Aw/s320/IMG_1474w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the main point, during these two and half days, God answered my question through the word of God - Bible...The Preacher asked us that how the Serpant tempted Eve? The Serpant said,"Eat it, and you 'MAY' not die..."Well, obviously, my previous thinking is follow the small temptation which will not cause my spiritual life to death, but after this reminder, I realised that I was totally WRONG...I was so regret, and I decided to change from now...NOW NOW NOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe you have this kind of experience, looking at your friends can go clubbing, celebrating Christmas with plenty of people, and etc, you will feel that why I cant join them...Or sometimes, your friends ask you to join them but you keep on rejecting them, will make you less friends, right? However, after the convocation, I really learned a lot, and reminded me a lot of thing that I had already learned it in Theolo...Thank God, He is really listening to our heart, and knows how to let us understand His will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my faith in 2009, well, as I said, uphill, downhill...However, one thing that make me feel grace is my origin church, Padang Serai Church...My church is growing now, the kids have activities to attend, the adult members had established a choir...Hopefully they all can keep it on until the day when Jesus comes again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2010...Another good news to be told is starting from this January, Birmingham will have church service twice a month...Birmingham is second biggest city in England, but there is no TJC church at here...Therefore, we are now starting to gather all the members who work or study at Birmingham, and have a service together...Unfortunately, the time they set is on Tuesday, which is crashing with my class on Tuesday...However, only I can do is pray to God and ask God to use me if He needs me...Since all the members in Birmingham are from China, so they are hardly understand Cantonese and English...Therefore, they need a Mandarin interpretor to help them, and there is few of them can interpret from Cantonese to Mandarin, so I can help them just for sometimes....Anyway, God will tell me when He needs me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Celebrated my New Year at home by watching Scary Movie 2...XDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-2648017098348617198?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2648017098348617198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=2648017098348617198&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2648017098348617198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2648017098348617198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2010/01/flashback-2009looking-forward-2010.html' title='Flashback 2009~~~Looking Forward 2010~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Sz4WvruR_JI/AAAAAAAAAVc/LFMcfPKF9Aw/s72-c/IMG_1474w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-7010021089545776093</id><published>2009-12-22T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T19:47:21.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knots of My Life~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SzGSoMIv-jI/AAAAAAAAAVU/CtMrXwwlYUU/s1600-h/fishermans_knots_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418273045853764146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SzGSoMIv-jI/AAAAAAAAAVU/CtMrXwwlYUU/s320/fishermans_knots_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knot is a method that fastening a thing to a ground so that it will not go out of a restricted area, just like a bot, which fastened at the seaside. The knot I am talking about is the tight between two kinds of material...One of the material is my heart...Another material is something that binding my heart and restricting my freedom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I saw my friends, posting lots of their pictures at Facebook, and suddenly, I felt that I was so pity...Why? There are many of my friends came to UK for study, but they can spend the money without thinking twice, or I should say, they are willing to buy expensive foods, expensive clothes and etc...But, for me, before buying a single thing, I need to compare this place with another place, so that I can get cheaper for that thing, even it is just cheaper few pences...Sometimes, I really wish I am a rich guy, buy whatever I want without restriction, but after thinking, if I am rich, will I still stay with God? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, as a Christian in TJC, I have a lot of rules that I should follow...I admit that sometimes, I really wish I am not a member of TJC, because it's really too many rules I have to follow, but somehow, in my deepest heart, I am still want to be one of the sons of God...I think God still want me to repent and go out to him...Every time, when I want to give up myself to the world, God will hold my hand, telling me that He still appreciate me...Everytime my faith collapses, I still appreciate the bonding between God and me...For other, they won't go to church, but for me, I want to go to church so that I can keep my faith, although it is very little faith left...From these words, you can know that I felt depress to follow the rules, which means I havent get the joy of obedience to God yet, and I am now looking for it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart had been broken once, and I want to thank the guys who broke my heart, because they taught me how to be selfish...Therefore, it became a shadow in my heart when I want to know friends...Be selfish in everything, dont simply sacrify for them unless they sacrify for you first, these two things I truly learnt from them...However, these will not apply on my church friends since I believed in them more than outsider...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: damn emo now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-7010021089545776093?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7010021089545776093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=7010021089545776093&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7010021089545776093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7010021089545776093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/knots-of-my-life.html' title='Knots of My Life~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SzGSoMIv-jI/AAAAAAAAAVU/CtMrXwwlYUU/s72-c/fishermans_knots_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-1991368789972762827</id><published>2009-12-17T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:25:50.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holiday~~~</title><content type='html'>After a month of busy, illness and blurness, finally, it is the end of this year's assignments. Starting from now on, I will have 3 weeks holidays without going anywhere. It might be a boring holidays, but I am thinking to take 3 weeks time to calm down my mind and think about my future. After my Design Assurance's mark is very low, I lost all the confidient in my study and now, I need to think how I gonna do to "renovate" my mind to solve this problem...Well, hopefully I can get a new mind after this holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416299750904636930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SyqP7Tm1JgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/NY3cnu9HxyY/s320/041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Latest me...see my panda's eyes, this is the syndrome of assignments' week...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Talking about assignment, this afternoon I had an assignment to pass up, so I had to print it out...Since my assignment need to use colour printer for some pages, so I divided the colour part for the colour printer, and the rest to mono printer...Then I set for the colour printer, 1 page for 1 sheet, but I forgot to set it for the mono printer...After a long queue of waiting for the printer since there are lots of people wanted to use it, and printed my assignment...All the sequence of the mono part is messing up because it was 2 pages per sheet...In my mind," What THE...."...Since the sequence was not in order, I had to waste money to re-print it again, which mean I had to join the long queue again...The problem is the time, the due time is at 2pm, and at that time, it was 145pm, just left 15minutes...In my heart, I prayed to God to let me pass up in time, if not, I will be cut mark...Thanks God, I passed up 5 minutes before due time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here is the assignment I passed up today:&lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SyqSmpzRgwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/LYhURMHAvIU/s1600-h/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416302694620037890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SyqSmpzRgwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/LYhURMHAvIU/s320/007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SyqSnD1XsEI/AAAAAAAAAVM/a1_ee-7beVQ/s1600-h/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416302701608153154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SyqSnD1XsEI/AAAAAAAAAVM/a1_ee-7beVQ/s320/012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vibration System&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS: This afternoon, there was sleet...XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-1991368789972762827?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1991368789972762827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=1991368789972762827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1991368789972762827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1991368789972762827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holiday.html' title='Happy Holiday~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SyqP7Tm1JgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/NY3cnu9HxyY/s72-c/041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-8269013489768596546</id><published>2009-12-07T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:50:26.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Germany Trip is Soaked into Water~~~</title><content type='html'>Past 2 months, I had already planned to go to Germany to attend European Spiritual Convocation, which located at Heidelberg...Therefore, I started checking the price of the flight and discussed with my friend, who study at Germany, so that I can meet her up before going to the convocation...Then I asked one of my church member about this event that who should I contact with, if I want to attend...Well, she gave me the answer after 2 weeks time and the answer was she also dint know who should I contact, so I decided to send a personal email to the person-in-chance for the event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person-in-chance replied my email after 3 weeks time...Well, as we know, when the departure date is getting closer, the price will increasing...Therefore, I checked again the flight ticket, and it was £70++...At this price, it still acceptable, so I need to discuss with my financial supplier, who is my parents, however, I cant contact them since I cant use my mobile call them, and they are busy attending my cousin's wedding...Until now, the price is increased to £100++...What the....Therefore, I made my decision with a cruel-hearted that I gave up this trip...I was so sad, because I was so looking forward the day I can go to Germany, but now, I have to stay at Birmingham for my holiday...Maybe this is the will of God? Anyway, I just have to accept what I have done and decided...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: What should I do with my Xmas holidays? Who can help me plan a trip?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-8269013489768596546?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8269013489768596546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=8269013489768596546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8269013489768596546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8269013489768596546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/germany-trip-is-soaked-into-water.html' title='Germany Trip is Soaked into Water~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-2347018519893970310</id><published>2009-12-06T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T08:07:22.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggie~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SxvDVTgXF_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/ndYPL1vl5do/s1600-h/sq-blog-logos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412134147996456946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SxvDVTgXF_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/ndYPL1vl5do/s320/sq-blog-logos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blog is very wide-used tool in this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; world (i&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nternet&lt;/span&gt;)...Many people use it to promote their products and items, to share their experience or their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lives&lt;/span&gt;, to earn money from advertisement in others products and etc...However, I never heard about people use blog as a teaching tool...Well, I have a friend who is now using this tool to teach his students instead of using it as a diary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He writes all the assignments that he gave to his students and uploads his teaching slides that he had taught in his classes at his blog and asks his students to go to his blog to get the information. Besides that, he is also asking his students to create a blog and he will link them in the blog. Then, he will ask his students to post some passages in their own blog, in English, so that he can read their posts and give some comments on their posts...Well, I forgot to say that, he is an English teacher, who is now teaching at Taiwan...He is a PHD student, who study at Birmingham, and now he is doing research on this method (teaching via blog) in Taiwan...Only I can say is, this research is brilliant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I had visited one of his website, which is VoiceThread, and inside the website, it is like a presentation, there are slides show, but with VOICE on the show...It is not live, but is a voice record...This mean you can record your voice, and upload the slides and the sound clip together...It was surprising me, because it is really like a presentation ON-LINE...Well, maybe I am so outdated, so I dont know anything about this website. However, Internet is really a good tool to be used in everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: After watching the slides show, I found out the level of English in Taiwan is quite low...I dont mean to insult them, but its true...The vocabulary they learn in UNIVERSITY is like a secondary level in Malaysia...Well, maybe they are not focus on English during their secondary level...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SxvC7Ah9oeI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0IxAZZtcoQ4/s1600-h/sq-blog-logos.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-2347018519893970310?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2347018519893970310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=2347018519893970310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2347018519893970310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2347018519893970310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/bloggie.html' title='Bloggie~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SxvDVTgXF_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/ndYPL1vl5do/s72-c/sq-blog-logos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-7542254890486472483</id><published>2009-11-13T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T13:39:59.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmer Sons~~~</title><content type='html'>There were an old farmer has two sons, called Alan and Longman, and before he past away, he told his sons,"half of my farm is belong to Alan, and the other half, is belong to Longman, but you two have to stay together and take care of each other farm..." After that, he closed his eyes and rested in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the farmer past away, the two sons did whatever the old man told them to do. One day, Longman was out of fertilizers and wanted to borrow some from Alan, but Alan was not at home. Therefore, he just took the fertilizers from Alan's warehouse and put into his farm. When Alan came back to home, he found out that some of his fertilizers were gone, so he thinks it must be his brother took it, therefore, he just let it be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Longman found out that his brother don't mind about his fertilizers, he took it again and again even though his brother was in home. Finally, Alan felt lost of his fertilizers for so many times, he decided to ask Longman stop to do that...However, Longman replied him,"Do you really mind that few packs of fertilizers? We are one family, and we should not mind such a small thing..." Alan replied,"Aren't we agree that we take care of each other farm? Well, I don't mind you take few packs, but not that much...I had already tolerated your action for few times, but still you didn't learn from it...I am your family, thats why I tell you the truth of my feeling..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the story, what have you learned? Judge yourselves...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-7542254890486472483?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7542254890486472483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=7542254890486472483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7542254890486472483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7542254890486472483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/farmer-sons.html' title='Farmer Sons~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4398063635908578317</id><published>2009-11-08T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:37:53.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Feeling~~~</title><content type='html'>Last 3 days, I was boring so I decided to loiter around the cyber world, and suddenly, I clicked on a photo of my friend...When I looked at the picture, I had a weird feeling from my heart, and make me wanted to see more of her pictures...I kept on looking at her photo for a few minutes, and after I closed the window, I missed the photo and wanted to see it again and again...Well, I think I was shot by a Cupid...I tried to avoid this feeling because I am not ready to get a relationship, although I should get one since I "never" had one...Well, after I had a properly thought, she and me, wont happen...Who is she? That's the secret I never tell (copied from Gossip Girl...XDXD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling followed me after that until NOW, I still miss the picture (avoid to say "her")...I am missing her, want to start a relationship with her, but thinking of reality, my study, and all the things I have to consider, I dont think it is a good idea...Well, maybe this is just a short term feeling, after a week, I think I will okay with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, once, have this kind of feeling, not through picture, but in person...She was in front of me, and I did do action by asking her phone number, but she rejected...Well, it was ages ago, still very small that time to get a girl number...After few month, we met up again, and the feeling was totally gone...No feeling to her, but a bit hatred, not because of she rejected me, but because of her attitude...Well, it was a fortunate I think that she rejected me...XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now, I feel so empty, nothing can cheer me up...Looking at the pictures will make me weird, so I decide stop looking at it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Actually I want to write this post in Mandarin, but I am not used to it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4398063635908578317?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4398063635908578317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4398063635908578317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4398063635908578317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4398063635908578317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/special-feeling.html' title='Special Feeling~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4288752808351423796</id><published>2009-11-05T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:01:52.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Brief Candle~~~</title><content type='html'>As my title of this post says, life is really a brief candle...Its short and fragile, when the wind blows, the light will disappear...Since the day I came back to UK, I received 2 sad news, one is about my dearest church member, and another one is about my primary schoolmate had past away in an accident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I admitted that I din't really feel sad about my ex-classmate because we were not that close after we graduated from primary school...However, I felt pity to her and her family, because she was just 21 years old, still very young for me, and her family was very sad for losing her...Actually, we are living in God's will...God gives us what He thinks is the best for us, and guides us so that we won't lost our ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I did mentioned her in my previous post, it was about the last time we met up, and what she said to me that time...In the post, I had the last conversation we had that time, and it had me unforgetable memory...Please refer to this link: &lt;a href="http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html"&gt;http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because our connection between she and me are not very strong since we seldom met up, so I din't feel very sad, or any strong feeling...When I received a message from my friend, saying that she was died in a tragedy, the first thing I felt was....Nothing, not sad, no happy, my heart was very peace...I din't feel it was unacceptable news because I think this is her time to go, although she was very young...For me, I don't know what will happen tomorrow, so what I need to do now is to follow what God asks me to do, and to take care of myself careful as my life is not only mine, but God and my family...According to the newspaper, she was flushed by a strong flow water when she played water at the below of the waterfall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accident, tragedy, disaster and many more are everywhere in the world...We can't just care about the people we known, but also we have to care about the other person who we don't know at all...Well, all I want to say is, take care of yourselves, my friends, because your lives are not only yours, but your parents, your friends, your family, especially God...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4288752808351423796?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4288752808351423796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4288752808351423796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4288752808351423796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4288752808351423796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/lifes-brief-candle.html' title='Life&apos;s Brief Candle~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-9160806204766801038</id><published>2009-10-26T13:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:06:37.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nokia 5800 XpressMusic~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SuYO_4SnU2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/_7yguQicjNI/s1600-h/nokia-5800-navigator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 236px; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397017694055125858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SuYO_4SnU2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/_7yguQicjNI/s320/nokia-5800-navigator.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SuYPAI3qVtI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Wq6FaSQbyII/s1600-h/042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 190px; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397017698505479890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SuYPAI3qVtI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Wq6FaSQbyII/s320/042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hooray...Finally I bought my new mobile phone, which is Nokia 5800 XpressMusic, after I had a lot of thinking and dilema...Actually I don't know why I suddenly got a feeling wanted to buy a new mobile, since my old one still functioning well...(really very good condition because I take good care of it for 4 years time). Well, maybe because my housemate just bought a new hp so he had inspired me to buy a new hp...I know this must be a excuse, well, my hp had been used for years, and it was outdated for a long long time ago...Anyway, the fact is I had bought it now, can't return, can't blame to other people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, before I bought this phone, I was planning to buy either Sony Ericsson (SE) W995 or Nokia 5800, and then after I discussed with my housemate, he told me that there is one phone that is new in the market, which is SE Satio, 12MP camera is the most highest pixels in the market...I was totally attracted by its function, which is also touch screen...After lots of survey and research on it, I still don't feel to buy it because it is too expansive for me...Then, last monday, my classmate, who is British, told me that I can cheat the shop...How? Like I sign a 24 months contract with the shop that I just need to pay £30 per month for 24 months, and I will get a free SE Satio, but because next year, I am not sure whether I still in UK or not, so my British classmate told me that when I go back to Malaysia, I just need to close all my account and leave the country...Well, its really good way to get a cheap phone, but when I wanted to do this, the staff of the shop asked me to show her my passport, which mean they will record down my passport number, so I cant just run away from the country...Therefore, I gave up this plan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a result, my plan went back to the old plan, SE W995 or Nokia 5800...These two phones have same benefits, SE has good quality camera and sound system but the design is still the same as the old SE phones, while Nokia 5800 has touchscreen, and as we know, Nokia has many function, although its camera and sound are slightly lower than SE phones...The prices are the same, £200...After all, I chose Nokia because it is touchscreen and has RAM inside the phone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, I found out that, I am really a big fan of Nokia, my first mobile phone was Nokia 3310, then 8210, 8250, 8310, 3200, 6670, and now 5800...See, how supportive I am to Nokia...XDXD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I still glad that I bought a new phone, still not very used to it...Need to pay more time to discover it function...XDXD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: My parent still not yet know that I bought this phone...So sssshhhhh........XDXD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-9160806204766801038?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/9160806204766801038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=9160806204766801038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/9160806204766801038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/9160806204766801038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/10/nokia-5800-xpressmusic.html' title='Nokia 5800 XpressMusic~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SuYO_4SnU2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/_7yguQicjNI/s72-c/nokia-5800-navigator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-7602528269259067311</id><published>2009-10-24T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:21:40.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phrases~~~</title><content type='html'>I try to list out what phrases that I think they are cool or so meaningful for my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like a magic, it is mystery, but still lots of people addicted to it, and if you get to know it, you will find out it is just a trick, cheating on you..." (I didn't mean that all love is like that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is a poison, but also is a honey...It can make you die, but it can also make you happy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to do, you don't complain, but if you want to complain, don't do..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus is my best friend ever..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes, selfish is necessary to protect our right..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes, naive is the best solution in life..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forgive people is forgiving yourself..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Although time can recover our heartbroken heart, it can't recover the scar it left...everytime touch the scar, the pain is still there..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God has His own will to us...Just waiting until He comes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of phrases that I had forgotten, so please leave me a comment, telling me what phrasses that had effected you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-7602528269259067311?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7602528269259067311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=7602528269259067311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7602528269259067311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7602528269259067311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/10/phrases.html' title='Phrases~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-1397219093186072461</id><published>2009-10-20T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:53:52.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In this Early Morning~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now is 6.05am, and I still awake here and writing a blog here...Well, according to my last post about expectation, last night I had an expectation to my "lovely" housemates...Here is the things happen:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last night, as usual, I cooked for them while my another housemate was cooking soup, so called ABC soup but with ginger instead of tomatoes...After I finished my cook, which was delicious, and put it on the dining table...Then, I went to the kitchen again to check whether the soup was ready yet, so when I took up the cover, only I felt that the handle of the cover was loosing, so I was quickly using my another hand to try to hold the cover so that it wont fall down and break...However, my hand accidently knocked the pan, which was filled by boiling soup, and the soup directly poured on my hand...All the soup was poured out of the pan and my hand get scald...I was stunned for a few minutes to think how should I clean the kitchen, then only I went to wash my hand with cool water...Well, at this time, I took a broom to sweep all the ingredients inside the soup into a dustpan with a lil help by the chef of the soup...While my another housemate, came down to kitchen and had a look, then disappeared like that...This time, I expected that he will help me to do the cleaning, but again, disappointed...With my scald hand, I still need to immerge my hand into the water to squeeze the mop until it dried...Anyway, this is my fault, and I shouldn't expect they will help me to do so...I was so moody that time, since the soup had splitted on my clothes too, so I took a bath then only I started eating my dinner...Then, my hand started to get pain, and I put a lotion on my scald part...Somemore, I was so unhappy with that soup, because it tasted weird...All I can say is the chef was sick, so he put ginger inside the soup because ginger can warm our body, but he just think about himself, he dint mind how the taste will be, and just do whatever he like...Fortunately, I splitted it all...XDXD...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394926725499155874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/St6hRfajdaI/AAAAAAAAATs/eFd9p0P6g44/s320/CIMG0102.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My lovely Right Hand is covered by a sock???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, I dont admit that I am a good housemate, but at least, I am considerable...When I cook, I will think about its taste and ask for opinion...Maybe it will too salty or sour, but it still taste nice, not weird...Anyway, as our rules, I shouldnt hand into his cooking, but most of the time, I taste the food, its really tasteless, and he gives the reason that he wants it like to be healthy...Well, healthy not equal to tasteless...I dint criticise his food in front of him, but still he goes on his way...Nevermind, just do whatever I need to do, thats all...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, do you think they need to help me? Anyway, at last, I handled it all by myself...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;PS: I will buy Sony Ericsson Satio tomorrow...XDXD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-1397219093186072461?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1397219093186072461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=1397219093186072461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1397219093186072461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1397219093186072461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-this-early-morning.html' title='In this Early Morning~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/St6hRfajdaI/AAAAAAAAATs/eFd9p0P6g44/s72-c/CIMG0102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-6993288269525599331</id><published>2009-10-12T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:40:57.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectation~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/StPah4JcTBI/AAAAAAAAATk/za4-dKOvK40/s1600-h/GreatExpectation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391893454435142674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/StPah4JcTBI/AAAAAAAAATk/za4-dKOvK40/s320/GreatExpectation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world, we are surrounded by expectations, which come from different aspects, such as parents, family members, teachers, friends, and yourselves...There are a lot of people living in this world, which mean we are one of them, and we are living with different kinds of people...There is an idiom in Mandarin, which mean one type of rice raises many types of people...What do you expect other people do the same thing as same as you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, sometimes, we, ourselves, do expect other people to do somethings "automatically", but they seem like they cant do it as in our expectations...Live example here, a hygience guy lives with a dirty guy, what will happen? The hygience guy will try to put lots of expectation on the dirty one, will end up with arguement...I admit that I meet some guy like the dirty one, and stubborn, I did expect him to do the cleaning section, but end up arguement, then I totally gave up to expect on him...Another example, I have a friend who is mysophobia, his expectation to us is to high standard to us, causing us uncomfortable...He is not allowing us to drop a drop of water on the table...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents' expectations are more than the other aspects...This is because we are their children and expect us to get a better success and future...However, too much expectations will cause a invisible stress to the children, that is why lots of students chose to commit suicide instead of facing their parents after getting bad results...But, less expectation will cause the children dont put effort in their life, and will end up getting bad future, unless the children themselves have a mature thinking to know that studying is a access to a bright future...Therefore, suitable expectations should apply on students now a day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we're grown up, we live with different people, we will start to expect them to follow your life's rules, but we cant force them to do that, so we have learned to "accept" instead of expect...How much can you accept? It's depend on your EQ...In my previous post, I had admitted that my EQ is quite low...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, no matter how difficult it is, I will try to reach the expectations from God...Because God loves us first before we love Him...He sacrifices himself to save us, how come we can reach his expectations? I am now trying to reach Him before He comes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: hungry now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-6993288269525599331?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6993288269525599331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=6993288269525599331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6993288269525599331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6993288269525599331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/10/expectation.html' title='Expectation~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/StPah4JcTBI/AAAAAAAAATk/za4-dKOvK40/s72-c/GreatExpectation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-1886374861255233515</id><published>2009-09-29T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:16:57.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Housemate~~~</title><content type='html'>Just now, I was so unhappy, totally moody...My housemate, A, wanted to cook for my a dinner as I had cooked for him yesterday but I was very hungry and I cant wait for him to cook for me, so I just said I cooked myself, just for myself...After that, he cooked for my another housemate, J, and both of them had a dinner together...Actually why I felt so unhappy because they felt that I was too selfish to cook for them...I felt so uncomfortable when A said, "dont bother about him, he will not eat together with us tomorrow..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this story, you might think, why I dont want to cook and eat together with them...Actually its all because I had a worst housemate before...In the past, I was a good friend, who can do whatever I can to my surrounding friends, until I met this housemate, I was totally changed...I tried my best to help him do this, do that, buy this, buy that, but he dint appreciate my help...What he think is he was deserved to have it from friends, and he just dint felt thankful to all I had done...I was not expecting repaid, but at least a thankful heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example what he had done, I asked him clean the dining table after using it...In this early period, he did clean the table, after a month, he stopped cleaning it, so I had to clean it myself since we are friend and housemate...However, until I moved out, he was still the same...What will you do to this housemate? Scold him? I had tried that a lot but still no use at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, I was totally heart-broken...Therefore, I told myself, I wont do anything to my friends unconditional except my hometown friends and church friends...Thats why I dont cook for my current housemates, because I scared that they are using me to cook for them, and they will keep on asking me to cook for them until we move out...Another reason is the ingredient need to be paid, and when relationship come to money, thing will be changed...Agree???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying not to think this way, but I admit that the worst housemate was really hurt me that deep...While my current housemate, when I ask him how my food taste like, he just said whatever as it is a food to him...I was so sad because I spent lots of time in my food, but you just said whatever...Somemore, what will you expect how many food can an engineering student cook? If I am alone, I still can eat curry everyday or anytime I want...Last night, when I said I want to cook curry, he said, "curry again??"...So I replied him, "then I no need to cook for you..."but my heart really uncomfortable to heard what he said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I want to share food with them, but I dont know what kind of thinking should I have...Now my way of thinking is everything I want to do, is all for myself first...Think of my own condition first...To protect myself from getting hurt...Do you have any suggestion? Please leave a comment for me...I hope you guys can give me an advice to convince me...Thank you,,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-1886374861255233515?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1886374861255233515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=1886374861255233515&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1886374861255233515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1886374861255233515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/housemate.html' title='Housemate~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-8334655876921377554</id><published>2009-09-28T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T08:32:00.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody~~</title><content type='html'>Why? Why this guy who always wearing a mask can get a partner? Because he has a thick skin on his face? Is he got the thing I dont have, so called guts? Maybe God want me to wait until He finds a better partner that suit me...Still waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-8334655876921377554?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8334655876921377554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=8334655876921377554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8334655876921377554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8334655876921377554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/moody.html' title='Moody~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-2204677555209425239</id><published>2009-09-25T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T11:17:39.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EQ~~</title><content type='html'>EQ (Emotional Intelligence) is the most important element that we, human, should have. A person with high EQ, will not easily get mad eventhough people keep on mocking about him. Without EQ, you won't have a cool mind to do something right. I admit that I have a low EQ, because I can easily be provoked by people, especially when I am in a superfluous situation. This was happened again a few hours ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worry about my tuition fee, which is £9000, and I just paid £4000 as my father just gave me that much, so the rest of amount has to be paid before end of October. Therefore, I am in a superfluos, annoying situation, and called my mother via Skype. In the conversation, I was blasted when my father scolded me that I dint call them yesterday, after I had paid the fee. As a result, I replied them in a high volumn voice saying that I had called my brother, but my brother dint tell them. After these few words came out of my mouth, my mother scolded me, saying that I was so rude and dont have manners at all when talking to my father. After I heard my mother's scolding, I was so regret because they sent me to here for studying but I was not respect and felt thankful to them...Its my fault, because I dont have higher EQ to control myself...I was so sorry to them, and regret about what I had done to my parents...Sorry, mom and dad, because I am not accordance with filial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had made a promise, I will not do that again to my parents...Do you have this experience? Please share with me if you have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Just finish eating a tasty curry chicken, which is cooked with instant curry paste, brought from Malaysia...(Brand A1)...XDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-2204677555209425239?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2204677555209425239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=2204677555209425239&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2204677555209425239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2204677555209425239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/eq.html' title='EQ~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-1971443398190975586</id><published>2009-09-20T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T11:36:08.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Break~~</title><content type='html'>Okay, this post I will roughly talk about what I had done during my Summer break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June:&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time stay at my home, and going yamcha every night during weekend...I went to Port Dickson to attend Tertiary Camp...It was fantatic, and learnt a lot from the camp...Actually I had written it in previous blog, so just go there have a look if you want to know better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July:&lt;br /&gt;Erm...This month, I started to join my church choir, which is just established for evangelistic meeting in August...From the starting, only youth who attend the practise, while the other, going back after Sabbath Service (our practise is after Sabbath..) Then, on the second week of our practise, one of our choir member convince the other to join the choir...Thank God, they were starting attend our practise after a little bit of hesitate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August:&lt;br /&gt;This is our church evangelistic month, which mean all the northern region (Kedah and Penang) churches were having evangeslistic meeting...Our choir was invited to present songs in Kulim church 2 days before our church evangelistic meeting...Thanks God, we were done well in our presentation, although this was our first time present in front of people...After 2 days, we presented the same hymns to the guests and we had done better than the previous presentation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September:&lt;br /&gt;This month is my birthday month, so my friends celebrated my birthday for me, and total up, I had celebrated 4 times and get 4 cakes within this month...My friends celebrated with my 1 day younger friend together with my birthday, since our birthday is really close...And now, still in the month of September, I am now at Birmingham...First, during the 14 hours flight from KLIA to Birmingham, I met a few interesting thing such as the check-in counter staff, give me a very comfortable seat, which is at the first row of a cable and is beside the corridor, which mean that there is no seat in front of me, so I can straighten my legs when I felt tired...Second, on the flight from Dubai to Birmingham, there are few people in the flight, therefore, 2 seats beside me are empty...Never meet this situation before, except the day I went to Penang from KLIA...Third, there is an Indian (I think so, since his skin is dark...) sitting 2 seats away from me...Then, he ordered a tin of beer from the air stewardess, and get drunk...I said in my mind," what the...a tin of beer can cause him drunk...If like that, why he orders beer?"...The thing happen after he drunk..He was crying, vomitting, talking nonsense to the air stewardess, walking up and down on the flight, ordering more and more water, angrying and etc...Fortunately, he did vomit on my legs...Haha...When the air stewardess concerned about his situation, he was replying rude to the air stewardess...So pity of her...Then he slept until the flight reached Birmingham...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;I had become fatter within these 3 and a half months...I was surprise when I weight my weight...I had put on a lot of stone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I had moved to a new house, a bigger room with a better bed in cheaper price...Last night, after the 14 hours journey, I was totally exhausted but still I tidy up all my stuffs, unpacking my luggage and etc...after that, I had jetlack somemore, so I slept on 8pm (UK time) until the next morning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-1971443398190975586?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1971443398190975586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=1971443398190975586&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1971443398190975586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1971443398190975586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-break.html' title='Summer Break~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-57810539611616776</id><published>2009-09-12T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:09:49.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 21st Birthday~~~</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday is 12th Sept 2009, which is my 21st birthday...First of all, happy belated birthday to me...XDXD...For chinese, 21st birthday is very special day, because when we reach 21 years old, we are "completely" adult, and some parents will give their children who reach the age of 21, a golden key. This key represent the parents give freedom to their children (key open the lock of the house...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am a Chinese, so this culture is applied on my 21st birthday, but I havent get my golden key from my parent yet. However, I am not really looking forward for the key since my parent had sent me to UK to further my study...Nevertheless, my 21st birthday still a special day for me and I got 4 cakes for this birthday...First cake is from my dearest hometown friends, which was given 3 weeks before my birthday...Second one is from my aunts and uncles from my mother side, given one week before my birthday...Third one is from my churchmates, given by yesterday afternoon...The last one, is given by my dearest hometown friends too on yesterday midnight...haha...The first one and the last one were shared by my one day younger friend, Jian Hung...Unbelievable, I was born one day before he born to this world, and live in a same small town...This is so called, "缘分"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for this special birthday, I set some goal for myself and will try my best to achieve it within 1 year time...This is because I want to train my determination in one thing...Hopefully I can achieve my goals in one year time...Please pray for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: thank for the texts that had sent to me, my friends...I feel so warm and touching...For these 3 months in Malaysia, my weight is back to my Form 5...haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-57810539611616776?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/57810539611616776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=57810539611616776&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/57810539611616776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/57810539611616776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-21st-birthday.html' title='My 21st Birthday~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5627751543791573098</id><published>2009-09-02T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:03:28.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo+ing~~~</title><content type='html'>When the night comes, the moonlight shown, my heart feels emptiness, nothing to fill inside my heart...Sometimes, I really feel that the world is nothing for me, I want to live for Jesus, but my weakness keep asking me not to...When I want to correct my weakeness, my body keep falling me...Life is nothing for me, but I wont suicide myself because I still son of God, although I am weak in faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life without Jesus, or Jesus is not chosen me, what will I be? Probably, I will just like the other non-Christian people, wandering in outside world, and live in emptiness forever...Thanks God, He had chosen me as his son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of life is nothing for me, my determination is decreasing...Feel that there is no need to do everything perfect...Maybe 60% enough, no need to reach 80% 90%...How come? If I continue like that, what is my future will be? Without determination, I wont do thing perfectly or I wont have self-esteem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend asked me, what had I done for these 3 months holidays? The answer, nothing...I wont go to work, I dint take a short course like my friend did, I dint really do survey in my final project and etc...Just sleep, traveling, eating, and driving...nothing, nothing, nothing...I have an unproductive holidays...I hate myself like that, but time has gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: emo+ing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5627751543791573098?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5627751543791573098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5627751543791573098&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5627751543791573098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5627751543791573098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/emoing.html' title='Emo+ing~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4136966606052332593</id><published>2009-08-23T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:47:43.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Back to Bloggie~~~</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time (3 weeks) since I updated my blog...Why I dint update blog frequently? Because of "laziness"...Anyway, now I want to write what I had done since my last updated post...(reversing my memory...) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;1/8/2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August was the evangelistic month for Northern Region Churches, and this day was Sg.Petani Church having evangelistic meeting. I asked a sister, Fui Lei, who is original from Sabah come to Sg.Petani to study at Maktab Perguruan, to attend the meeting at church. We know each other during the time I study at Nilai. Therefore, I drove to Sg.Petani that night together with some youth of my church. When I reached there, I dint see the sister, so I called her to ask her where was she, she said that because of the heavy rain, so she cant attend the evangelistic meeting. In my heart, I said: Thats an excuse, because if she wanted to come, she will ask me or other members to go to her place and fetch her to church...Anyway, I dint mention that out of my mouth, since we are Christian, we should not speak out words that cant hurt people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;6/8/2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SpGp0kLveBI/AAAAAAAAATM/Ja19uoLq-qc/s1600-h/CIMG0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373262550960928786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SpGp0kLveBI/AAAAAAAAATM/Ja19uoLq-qc/s320/CIMG0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kid's Present First&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SpGp02EJyCI/AAAAAAAAATU/QmwkMuy2-Xg/s1600-h/CIMG0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373262555760936994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SpGp02EJyCI/AAAAAAAAATU/QmwkMuy2-Xg/s320/CIMG0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;See, I was in there...Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was another evangelistic meeting at Kulim Church, which near my hometown just 20 minutes drive. Glory to God, our Padang Serai Choir, which is just 3 weeks old, was invited to dedicate some hymns at the evangelistic meeting. I was in the choir too. Although our presentation was not that good, since we were still fresh, I think God will appreciate what we dedicated to Him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;8/8/2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its our church having evangelistic meeting. Our choir practised for the last time before we presented it at the night. All Glory to God, our choir became better than the last time we presented and I really touched by the melody of the songs we dedicated...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SpGp1cVTaZI/AAAAAAAAATc/4BykqmNn2Oo/s1600-h/CIMG0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373262566033418642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SpGp1cVTaZI/AAAAAAAAATc/4BykqmNn2Oo/s320/CIMG0044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kid's Presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I havent introduce our choir, our choir is started because of the evangelistic meeting on 8/8/2009, and the members of choir are mostly middle-age members and the rest are youth...Thank God, the members would like to give their time for practising and within 3 weeks, they had done well in the dedication...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;13/8/2009 - 17/8/2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to KL with my friends, who want to go back to their college at the same time...I stayed at one of my hometown friends, Chia Ching (a.k.a Cacing) who dint meet up for long time, at Setapak Ria...The next day, Chia Ching and I went to window shopping at Sg.Wang, Time Square and Pavillion. Actually we planned to watch a movie then have dinner at Pavillion, but the weather was screwing our plan...Therefore, we just waited the rain stop, and went to Pavillion to have dinner at Sakae Sushi...It was my first time having sushi at Sakae Sushi, and it was really delicious and cheap...The next day, which was Saturday, is Sabbath, so I went to Kajang to attend the service there. I was happy to see the youth there, and I do really miss them the most when I was in UK. When I reached there, I realised that it was the last week Karen, who was just finished her degree and I know her since I started my study at Nilai, in Kajang Church, after this week, she will go back to Sabah. When I got this news, I realised that before I went to UK, I had promised her I will meet her before she went back to Sabah, and now I can fulfill my promise to her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, it was the sport day...The Kajang youth asked me to play basketball in the morning, and I did play basketball with them, and then afternoon, we played badminton...After that, we went to a church member's house to attend her son's birthday party...At night, we went to Cheras for a movie...This day was the tired day in my life...Then, the Kajang youth were so lovely to send the Nilai students (including me) back to Nilai. I stayed a night at one of the Nilai student's house because I need to take back my diplome's certificate in Nilai University College...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I woke up and I felt that my muscle was pain, as you know, I dint usually do exercise...However, I still wake up and walk to the college from Desa Kolej, which near the college...For sure, my legs were killing me every step I walked...I directly walked to the admin block to take my certificate, then I went to Hospitality block to find my ex-supervisor, Mr.Ravi...However, I found out that the office had changed place, so I asked a student where is the new office for engineering lecturers...After they told me that it had moved to new building, I went directly to the building and paid a visit to Mr.Ravi...After a little chit chat, I went to canteen for my brunch, and go back to my friend's house to grab my luggages, and directly go to the bus station to go back to my hometown...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the things happen on August 2009...Although the month havent finish, I think there is nothing special after this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I might go to KL again, since my cousin brother asks me to pay him a visit at Johor Bahru, so I came out a idea of Penang-K.L-JB trip...However, I still not yet decide, since JB is really really far from here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4136966606052332593?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4136966606052332593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4136966606052332593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4136966606052332593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4136966606052332593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-back-to-bloggie.html' title='I am Back to Bloggie~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SpGp0kLveBI/AAAAAAAAATM/Ja19uoLq-qc/s72-c/CIMG0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5111801122770432801</id><published>2009-08-02T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:13:30.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream~~</title><content type='html'>Last few days, I saw a church member posting a status comment on his Facebook, saying that a man without dream, is living in vain...Is he correct? No dream, no life...Actually, he got his explanation, but actually, there are many people are having no dream life...including me...What is my dream? I dont know...Will my life goes on? Yes...However, I felt pity to myself sometimes, because if I got no dream, then what is my destination? What is my target? Engineer? No, actually I dont like engineering...I dont like mechanic things, but why I studying  Mechanical? Because I still not yet regret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a Christian, my dream is to God...To heaven, and eternal life after death...We, human, are very weak, most of us wont give ourselves to God "completely"...I remember there is a song in my Hymn book, saying that,"I prefer myself only, I prefer myself than God, I prefer less to myself than God, I prefer God than myself"...Which one is refer to you? For me, I am refer to the third one, prefer less to myself than God...However, the less part to myself, is still not enough to God...After coming back from UK, I felt that I had learned lot of thing, my thinking is like more mature than past time...Maybe this is God's will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope that one day, I can put my dream to God, and love God completely...Not now, because I am not yet prepare...If God is willing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: There is a blog writing about our True Jesus Church and our doctrine, please feel free to read the blog, the website is on my bloglist there, named,"Salt and Light of the World"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5111801122770432801?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5111801122770432801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5111801122770432801&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5111801122770432801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5111801122770432801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/08/dream.html' title='Dream~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-2863272123889738002</id><published>2009-07-26T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:24:01.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strict Father~~~</title><content type='html'>I have a strict father at home, who I cant really communicate well with him...I think most of the families are same as mine, strict father that always scold us instead of praising us...Eventhough we are doing something correctly but they think we are wrong, we will get scolded...As a son or daughter, we are really speechless to them...We cant disobey their teaching, we just have to obey...Sometimes, they scold us not to do this, not to do that, but they themselves are doing the same things as they tell us not to...Like this, can we scold them back? No, for the strict father, but for a warm father, it will be okay...Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I still grad that I have a strict father at home, because at least, he is responsible and still think that we are like kids, treating us like kids that need lots of care...Sometimes, I really feel that I am a grown up teenage, but why he still treat me like I do not anything in life or be independent...For example, my mother felt that we can go outside buy food for ourselves, so she wont cook for the day, but for my father, he will tell my mother to buy us food instead of asking us go outside buy food ourselves...At this situation, what can we do as a son or daughter? Both of them are your parent...As an idiom say,"The front and back of hand are meat (direct translated...XDXD)"...At last, I automatically go outside and buy food for myself...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my family is my family...I respect my parent and will do everything that I suppose to do as a son in Christ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-2863272123889738002?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2863272123889738002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=2863272123889738002&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2863272123889738002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2863272123889738002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/07/strict-father.html' title='Strict Father~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-8368761293526114317</id><published>2009-07-21T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:18:42.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I am Thinking Now~~~</title><content type='html'>After listening to the video, which post by a UK church member at Facebook, I started to think that, how come I dint join the choir and get closer to the UK church members? I had been in UK for 9 months, but still I was not close to them...Maybe because I am not live near to our church which is at Leicester...Maybe, I am lazy to go to church twice a week...Lot of things are inside my mind...Let's say I joined the choir, for sure, I will close to the members there, right? Anyway, it is past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I attended the church youth service. During the service, preacher asked us about what things that made us or block us to know deeper and deeper about Jesus? In our life, what things that is more important than Jesus? Some said, study as I agree too, but after that, I was thinking, the thing that block us more, is ourselves...We think that ourselves are more important than Jesus, so we wont sacrify everything to God especially ourselves...Because of our laziness, our weakness and so and so, blocking us to sacrify ourselves to God...this is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now missing the time I was in Nilai, church members in Kajang were very enthusiastic and warm, I missed them the most....Anyway, I will meet them somedays....hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-8368761293526114317?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8368761293526114317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=8368761293526114317&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8368761293526114317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8368761293526114317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-am-thinking-now.html' title='What I am Thinking Now~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5614043924945371759</id><published>2009-07-20T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:48:33.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Demonology~~</title><content type='html'>As I had promised in previous post, saying that I will write out this title, which I heard during Tertiary Camp in Port Dickson. This is the thing I learned about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I started this topic, we need to know what is the demon's name according to bible? From &lt;em&gt;(Ezekiel 28:13),&lt;/em&gt; here say that an angel, whose name Tyre, adorned with every precious stine, ruby, topaz and emerald and etc...&lt;em&gt;(Isaiah 14:12-13), &lt;/em&gt;here tell us the reason why the fallen angel or how the fallen angel falled, because the angel wanted ascend to heaven, and raise his throne above the God...From these two versus, we hardly to say that the fallen angel is demon, but we can know that the angel falled because of pride and proud...However, we will ask why the angel had done one thing wrong, which proud, had been punished by God, but we, human being, had done lot of sinful thing, but still God forgive us? The answer is when God creates angel, angel is the model of perfection &lt;em&gt;(Ezekiel 28:12)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bible, what is the demon's other names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Satan (very familiar to Christian so I didnt add bible versus here...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Devil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The evil one (&lt;em&gt;John 17:15)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The ancient snake (refer to the incident happen to Eve in Genesis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The characteric of Demon:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Murderer, not follow to the truth, lier &lt;em&gt;(John 8:44)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;roaring like a lion, finding for someone to devour, which mean to fall people &lt;em&gt;(1 Peter 5:8)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;False prophet, which mean preaching false teaching &lt;em&gt;(Rev 16:13)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Preventing someone to believe in God or preach gospel to people. Jesus scolded Peter, saying that Peter is Satan, the word "Satan" means Preventing (&lt;em&gt;Matthew 16:22-23)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Perverting the truth of God &lt;em&gt;(Act 13:10)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are all the thing I learned, the most important is we have to be careful, alert and self-control, and need to recognise the truth so that we wont fall into the trap of Demon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: Trying to put a picture of Demon, but seem like its not appropriate to put such thing in my blog...haha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5614043924945371759?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5614043924945371759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5614043924945371759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5614043924945371759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5614043924945371759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/07/demonology.html' title='Demonology~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-2254224584111129157</id><published>2009-07-16T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:59:29.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Result was Released~~~</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, about 3am in the morning, I saw one of my senior posted a comment, saying that he had passed all his subjects and get 1st class of average mark...Without hesitate, I went to my university website to search for my results...Before I opened the results, I calmed down myself and prayed to God...And the results are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Engineering Design (64%) - Pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Market Led Business For Engineers D2 (66%) - Pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mechanics Of Materials D2 (77%) - Pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Numerical Analysis D2 (77%) - Pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Power Devices &amp;amp; Environmental Studies D2 (55%) - Pass *Not sure it pass or failed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are the results I get, and average is 67 so hopefully I can pass my 2nd year...Power Devices was damn hard you know, its about thermodynamic, which mean theories, memorising, bla bla...Anyway, thanks God for giving me this results, I will accept everything that you give me including failed...Hopefully, 55% is enough for me to pass that subject...Quite worried...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: Dog dog, dont be so upset about your results, I believe you can do it better next time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-2254224584111129157?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2254224584111129157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=2254224584111129157&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2254224584111129157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2254224584111129157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-result-was-released.html' title='My Result was Released~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4419847691595667550</id><published>2009-07-07T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:53:23.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 2009 in Malaysia~~</title><content type='html'>Its been a month I dint update my blog...the reason is I am lazy and somemore, I had nothing to write because my life in this month, June, was just the same...I worked as a part time driver of my younger brother and sometimes, mother...My salary will be my food supplied at home...Every weekdays afternoon, I have to go to my younger brother's school to fetch him back home...Somemore, I have to fetch him to his tuition classes...Thats my job during this month and I think I will continue this job until I go back to UK... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During this month, I had eaten lots of food that I had missed for a year (actually is 9 months), such as durian, mangoesteen, Indian fried noodles, Hokkein noodle and etc...Furthermore, I had "dim sum" as my breakfast for several times with my friends...haha...I did have "bah kut teh" at my house which was cooked by my mother...Taste really nice especially with the mixed chilli and garlic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNqd2N-ILI/AAAAAAAAASM/Y10ICqMGojM/s1600-h/CIMG0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355741442876514482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNqd2N-ILI/AAAAAAAAASM/Y10ICqMGojM/s320/CIMG0811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNmvDSy3mI/AAAAAAAAASE/oDysdOHHatk/s1600-h/CIMG0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355737340397674082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNmvDSy3mI/AAAAAAAAASE/oDysdOHHatk/s320/CIMG0863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNmvFcgftI/AAAAAAAAAR8/E9SaYF35U3w/s1600-h/CIMG0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355737340975283922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNmvFcgftI/AAAAAAAAAR8/E9SaYF35U3w/s320/CIMG0862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Last 2 week, I attended Tertiary Camp at Port Dickson for 3 days 2 nights...Actually the camp was just 2 days 1 night but since I am from Kedah, so I need to go there 1 day earlier...During the camp, the programs were totally packed, and no time for us to go to beach or chit chat at there...However, I felt very happy there because I met up lot of old friends, and I can stay at new hostel at Port Dickson, which was just built this year...Haha...The hostels are totally awesome, there are many rooms and the rooms are bigger than the other churches, many bathrooms with heater, balconies for each room and toilet, and kitchen there too...It is the best place for organising theological training course or other big event of the church...Beside that, the hostel is 3 stories building, first floor is preachers' rooms, second floor is brothers' rooms, and third is sisters...During the camp, the section I like the most was Demonology, which was talking about Demon...It was very interesting topic...I will write it at my blog the other day...Haha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNqeAUU0TI/AAAAAAAAASU/aAHdmiL37AQ/s1600-h/CIMG0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 164px; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355741445587521842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNqeAUU0TI/AAAAAAAAASU/aAHdmiL37AQ/s320/CIMG0804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNqetcuM-I/AAAAAAAAASc/2wRZgYVsDSI/s1600-h/CIMG0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNqe171f2I/AAAAAAAAASs/wREKrlXNqNI/s1600-h/CIMG0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 163px; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355741459980320610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNqe171f2I/AAAAAAAAASs/wREKrlXNqNI/s320/CIMG0807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNqe0jBE4I/AAAAAAAAASk/22A7qGAOerc/s1600-h/CIMG0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 179px; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355741459607786370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNqe0jBE4I/AAAAAAAAASk/22A7qGAOerc/s320/CIMG0808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I had a gathering with my primary schoolmates at Penang...Because of this event, I had many contact numbers that I had a long long time or never talked to its owners...We had invited as many as we can contact to, but most of them refused to join us...I was very sad about this because the event is organised so that we can connect to those we had lost contact for many years...Anyway, I cant force them to join, but that day, we had a great time...I met a friend that we dint meet up since primary school...Her name is Yih Ni...Hope to have this gathering one more time, just we dont know when is the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 259px; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355743086604189314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNr9hlL_oI/AAAAAAAAAS0/d4Yrho85nXo/s320/CIMG0852.JPG" /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNr-E7IoKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/BjSOrqHNq34/s1600-h/CIMG0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355743096091484322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNr-E7IoKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/BjSOrqHNq34/s320/CIMG0835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Front: Li Ying, Yih Ni, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I have a dog called Lucky, named by my mother...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNr-ZfO09I/AAAAAAAAATE/mFJ0NTNy3f0/s1600-h/CIMG0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355743101611594706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNr-ZfO09I/AAAAAAAAATE/mFJ0NTNy3f0/s320/CIMG0814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4419847691595667550?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4419847691595667550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4419847691595667550&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4419847691595667550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4419847691595667550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/07/june-2009-in-malaysia.html' title='June 2009 in Malaysia~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SlNqd2N-ILI/AAAAAAAAASM/Y10ICqMGojM/s72-c/CIMG0811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5566582299158288396</id><published>2009-06-07T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:00:01.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 6.41am in the morning (Malaysia time)~~</title><content type='html'>What am I doing at this time? Suppose I am dreaming about somethings, but I am now blogging at here...Seem like I have some problems about myself recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes really fast, I had back to Malaysia about 1 week time and within this week, I had kinda weird feeling that I felt UK is better than Malaysia...Why I felt this way? Maybe is the weather, but isnt Malaysia weather same every year and time? Suppose I will use to it since I live at this country for 20 years time...How come? When I was in UK, I really miss Malaysia, not so much, and I kept telling people I will go back to Malaysia after I gain experience in UK, but now, I'm kinda regret to make this decision...I want to stay and work at UK for long long time, if I can get a job there...Sound like I really dont like Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have my reasons to say that, because I really very disappointed to our government who is so berat sebelah...Secondly, is the weather, but this reason is not very supportive because I had used to stay at UK where is cold weather, so it really need sometimes to get rid of this problem...Somemore, fat guy dont like hot weather compare to cold weather...This is my experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I met up with my old friends, and asking me about the things happened in UK, and I replied them whatever I know and really happened...Besides that, they also found out that my pronounciation of my Hokkein (mother tongue) is very weird and I speak Mandarin slower than last time they meet me...Seem like I had changed after going to UK...Anyway, its not a serious problem or changes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent posts, I will not upload pictures because I am not used to bring camera when I am in Malaysia so not new pictures recently...Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I will go to Port Dickson this end of month for tertiary training camp...Hope to see my old friends there...haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5566582299158288396?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5566582299158288396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5566582299158288396&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5566582299158288396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5566582299158288396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-641am-in-morning-malaysia-time.html' title='It&apos;s 6.41am in the morning (Malaysia time)~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-8942266629038400100</id><published>2009-06-03T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:38:58.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I m at Malaysia now~~~</title><content type='html'>Finally, I am back to Malaysia...A place called Lemongrass Field where located at North part of West Malaysia, Kedah...The journey from Birmingham to Kuala Lumper was really really making me totally exhausted...First, I cant sleep during the journey because of the seat was uncomfortable (what am I expecting an economy class seat can give me)...Second, it was a long journey, which is 13 hours flight, excluding 3 hours waiting transaction of flight in Dubai...Thirdly, I came back all alone by myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached KL, it was already 315pm on 2nd June, and I quickly went to MAS counter to buy a ticket fly to Penang...This day was a bad day for me, because the ticket costed me RM331, and I "thought" I just got RM250, so I went to ATM machine to take money with my ATM card...Unfortunately, I forgot my pin number since I dint use it for 9 months...So I just pressed the "possible" pin number that I will set...It is more than 3 times, so it had been blocked...This mean that I cant take my money...So what should I do now? Fortunately I got some pounds in my wallet, it is 20 pounds there so suppose it was enough for me to buy the ticket...But...one of my soft money was not available to trade because there is a writing on the money...In my mind said," what the...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was so desperate at there and thinking the next step...Suddenly, I checked my wallet and found out I got RM290...I was zzzz....as I thought I had just RM250...Then I thought I changed 5 pounds was enough, but....when I wanted to pay, I found out I still need RM7 for the ticket...Again, in my mind,"WHAT THE..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea other than go back to the casher to trade again...Finally I can buy a ticket and directly went to check in at the counter and then the gate...After 1 hours, I was at Penang, and it was 6pm, so I called my friends, who had promised me to fetch me to a celebration of my another friend's party...Because of the traffic jam, he came 1 hour after the call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the exhausted day that full with the bad luck surrounding me...However, I was so happy to see my friends and family...I got 3 months holiday starting from now, and it might be my "rotting" days or "meaningful" days...haha...hopefully it is the second option...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Here I recommand to those who take flight because of the stewardess, please dont take EMIRATES...Know what I mean? haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-8942266629038400100?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8942266629038400100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=8942266629038400100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8942266629038400100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8942266629038400100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-m-at-malaysia-now.html' title='I m at Malaysia now~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-3171495991528142610</id><published>2009-05-28T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T12:52:05.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2nd Year~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340963214899253634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Sh7pvw5_kYI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jh-7Td7H72U/s320/freedom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of my 2nd year study for my degree in Mechanical Engineering, after this, will be a long long summer break that I never have one before...This is because Malaysia dont have 4 seasons, so there wont be summer break...Anyway, today is quite happy and felt totally free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340963635821751010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Sh7qIQ9vKuI/AAAAAAAAARg/ZEVVE5Nwby4/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reebock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340963643182517218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Sh7qIsYri-I/AAAAAAAAARo/wPOpnLSe9cY/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This morning I dint slept for the whole night because I need to complete my proposal, so after I finished, I went to university and pass up...After that, I realised I forgot to return the books that I borrowed from library and I am going back to Malaysia this coming Monday, so I dont have choice except going back to hostel and take the books and come back again to return...Then I went to city centre to buy some stuffs that my family asked me to buy such as shoes, watches and so and so...At the shoes shop, I almost wander there for 2 hours just to find a nice shoes for my brothers...Somemore, the staffs were very busy and no time to serve me, so I just need to wait...After that, I went to see watches, and guess what, within 30 minits, I had bought a pair of watches...haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340963632024337506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Sh7qIC0XPGI/AAAAAAAAARY/xRNEvB10hcg/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Watches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, I will be back this monday...cant wait to smell Malaysia air...haha....XDXD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-3171495991528142610?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3171495991528142610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=3171495991528142610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3171495991528142610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3171495991528142610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodbye-2nd-year.html' title='Goodbye 2nd Year~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Sh7pvw5_kYI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jh-7Td7H72U/s72-c/freedom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-1867463312853145878</id><published>2009-05-21T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T05:48:57.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Exam Finished....but~~~</title><content type='html'>This past 2 weeks, I was having final exam, which were just 3 papers, and now it comes to the end...but I am now really moodless and desperate because I dint finish writing my paper in the required time, somemore, most of the questions I dint really know how to answer....Suppose I knew how to answer it, because it is just like the past semester paper, but because of my 'stupidity', I thought it will not be same as past semester, so I focused on the other things and spent whole night to memorise it...However, the result was, the things were the same...I cant really know how to answer it because I dint focus on the past sem paper...I was deperated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exam, I went to find my lecturer to get my assignment result, guess what...I just got 55.5 over 100....I was zzzz.......Totally moodless...However, the weird thing was I dint really over-react on it, because usually, I will like....What the....or T.T...but now, I felt just moodless and the heart is very peaceful and just accepted the fact...Is this the work of God? I think is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From these results, I can predict my result will be B or C, or even worst...FAILED!!!! If I really fail, I really dont know what to do....seriously....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-1867463312853145878?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1867463312853145878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=1867463312853145878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1867463312853145878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1867463312853145878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/final-exam-finishedbut.html' title='Final Exam Finished....but~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-548157156947885916</id><published>2009-05-11T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:28:05.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Exam + Assignments</title><content type='html'>It is a busy month for me...I have a proposal to pass up end of this month which I havent start any of it because I got exam...After all my exam finish, I have 1 week time to do, so I think that I can do it in 1 week time...Believe me, because I had finished my Numerical Analysis assignment in 3 days time (actually 2 days) without sleeping...Today I was really amazing I think, I dint sleep for whole night to rush my assignment, and then went to exam...It is FINAL exam but still I dint have time to sleep...Wow...Anyway, thanks God although my assignment was suck...Hopefully I did well in my exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This assignment, although it is mathematic, it really hard to find the answer...It is called FEA (Finite Element Analysis), is to analyse the beam, how is the strength of the beam and etc...The problem I met is I dont know how to use a software called ANSYS to analyse it, so I just hamtam saja la...Fortunately, I still know how to use MATHCAD to do it...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334757781931097282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Sgjd8BrA_MI/AAAAAAAAARI/LqQ0EmdxMiE/s320/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stress analysis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Recently I learned how to cook Butter Cream Spaghetti which I learned from Taiwanese cooking show...It is easy to cook and the ingredients are easy to get, and cheap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334756614066920114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Sgjc4DCf2rI/AAAAAAAAARA/2W5guId2s78/s320/CIMG0793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tats all my recently update...Nothing much to say...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: after 3 week, I will free like a bird and back to my lovely hometown...wakaka...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-548157156947885916?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/548157156947885916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=548157156947885916&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/548157156947885916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/548157156947885916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/final-exam-assignments.html' title='Final Exam + Assignments'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Sgjd8BrA_MI/AAAAAAAAARI/LqQ0EmdxMiE/s72-c/untitled4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5650750426227449797</id><published>2009-04-16T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:33:02.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Continued Portsmouth and London Trip~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok...Now is the second part of my journey...On 9/4/2009, last thursday, John and I joined the morning prayer at Portsmouth since a brother fetched us to the coach station and our coach was at 11am, so we had time to join them...The members, as usual, very friendly, they cooked breakfast to everyone who joined the morning prayer, somemore, last night got a brother prepared a meal for us...I was so touching...After a little chit chat with the elder members, its time to go to the station...Joseph and Simon, the youth, were accompany us to the station and waiting the coach to come...The coach came and our journey to London was started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the journey, I was tired and had a nap until we reached Victoria Station in London...When we reached the station, first time we need to do was finding the nearest Tourist Information Centre (TIC) because we need to wait Bro.Lin who stay at church to open the door for us, and we still got 3-4 hours time. Therefore, we need to go around the station. We grabbed a map from the TIC, and put our luggages at a luggage keeper there, cost us £8 per each...And then, we went outside the station to look for the Buckingham Palace, where is the nearest tourist spot from the station....I think because of that day was holiday so many people were there, looking at the guards from the gate of the palace...So do I...haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5hYBnS5yI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cAClNJavFPY/s1600-h/100_1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327302474603882274" style="WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5hYBnS5yI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cAClNJavFPY/s320/100_1037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5hX5UG06I/AAAAAAAAAPY/CpH6KTollSw/s1600-h/100_1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327302472375915426" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5hX5UG06I/AAAAAAAAAPY/CpH6KTollSw/s320/100_1033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In front of the Buckingham Palace, there is a status, which is a memorial for Queen Victoria...I took many picutres of it and had uploaded to my facebook...haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5iDswcRFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6iPFMQNIyB0/s1600-h/100_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327303224919344210" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5iDswcRFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6iPFMQNIyB0/s320/100_1039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Victoria Memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, John and I went to the garden, which is under the palace (the palace includes very large area)...Along the way, I saw many vehicle and people passed my by...And finally, we saw guards standing near the gate, which mean we can take closer pictures of them...We took a video of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="339" height="273" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-93d8573cb08a195c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D93d8573cb08a195c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332309155%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2743F4BC9EC59187344C904C1C013197411C9A22.6042F292B8AD34C204224BE26DBEF635E97055B6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D93d8573cb08a195c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPqSnRBmWexyqZuj7av14MAD3MLg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="339" height="273" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D93d8573cb08a195c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332309155%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2743F4BC9EC59187344C904C1C013197411C9A22.6042F292B8AD34C204224BE26DBEF635E97055B6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D93d8573cb08a195c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPqSnRBmWexyqZuj7av14MAD3MLg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="345" height="306" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3887f36d478afe2a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3887f36d478afe2a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332309155%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E41D3B5BED58266FA8C7CA994CA4960F7AAA433.315830E8A9713D87840F41D3EFBD14075D57FDC3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3887f36d478afe2a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcOd8rW333fExqn1oxSbbGKMv5SM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="345" height="306" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3887f36d478afe2a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332309155%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E41D3B5BED58266FA8C7CA994CA4960F7AAA433.315830E8A9713D87840F41D3EFBD14075D57FDC3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3887f36d478afe2a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcOd8rW333fExqn1oxSbbGKMv5SM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to the garden called St.James Garden, and we saw plenty of chair at there, so we took its were for the visitors and FREE OF CHARGE, but after we sat for few minutes, an Indian guy came to us and told us that we had to pay £1.5o per each chair...What the....Nevermind la, since we had sat there for a while...Then we walked to the lake there, where there are lots of birds...and squirrels were there with the birds...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5irtIaxAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ynBD-t-5MWw/s1600-h/100_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327303912214676482" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5irtIaxAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ynBD-t-5MWw/s320/100_1101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5irecP_KI/AAAAAAAAAPw/WasM-lNqR68/s1600-h/100_1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327303908271324322" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5irecP_KI/AAAAAAAAAPw/WasM-lNqR68/s320/100_1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that, we walked to the palace wall...at there, we met a guard there and for sure, I had took photo with him...haha...After a few walk, another guard was there, standing firmly without movement...Then I wanted to take picture with him too, but its too many tourists there, so I dint have chance to do that...So I just took his solo picture...with his nice blade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5jVBGbhmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/0rWrl7CsAVg/s1600-h/100_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327304621949683298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5jVBGbhmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/0rWrl7CsAVg/s320/100_1113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Big Ben's Clock Tower and Westminister Abbey...They are combined together...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5jmyuaF0I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/GqVK2sovuss/s1600-h/100_1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327304927328474946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5jmyuaF0I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/GqVK2sovuss/s320/100_1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then London Eye...At there, I was scared by a stress artist, who made up himself as dead zombie...haha...And I shouted up "What the..." almost spit out F word...haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5j443s82I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Q6bF6ze3s0g/s1600-h/100_1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327305238215717730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5j443s82I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Q6bF6ze3s0g/s320/100_1128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Since the London Eye entrance fee is too expansive for us, we decided to go back to Victoria Station to pick up our luggages and then, took underground train to Old Street Station, which is near our church...Thats the end of our first day in London...Because I got lots of activities in London, I dont know whether I need to write it out here or not, so please leave me a message whether I should or should not? Thanks....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5650750426227449797?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3887f36d478afe2a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=93d8573cb08a195c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5650750426227449797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5650750426227449797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5650750426227449797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5650750426227449797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/continued-portsmouth-and-london-trip.html' title='Continued Portsmouth and London Trip~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/Se5hYBnS5yI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cAClNJavFPY/s72-c/100_1037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5219552111246823261</id><published>2009-04-13T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:05:26.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portsmouth &amp; London Trip</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time I dint update my blog because of my old Acer Laptop had broken so I cant online recently. Therefore, I took this opportunity to buy a new laptop branded TOSHIBA...Haha...On 3rd April, John(the Taiwanese church member) and I decided to go to Portsmouth, where is the southest church in UK, to attend the Spiritual Convocation for a few days. Because of we made our decision a week before this, so the train tickets were very expansive, fortunately we can get cheaper coach tickets to Portsmouth. For sure, the journey will be longer than taking train. It took us 2 hours 40 min to London and waited at London Station for an hour, then took another 2 hours to Portsmouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Portsmouth station, we can see a big, iron and old warship anchored at the seashore. We were excited and wanted to take a photo of it. But before this, we had to find a toilet first. When we wanted to find a toilet, Bro.King Weng had waited there for us, so we just went to church directly to leave our luggages at church. After that, Bro.King Weng brought us to the IT area to have a look. I need to see the price for the laptop since I wanted to buy a new one, so I just walked into every shops there so that I can compare the prices between these shops. When we went in Comet, I was attracted by the TOSHIBA laptop that I am using now, and it costed me about £500 including all the requirements I need. After a long consideration, I decided to buy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePObJOrdtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Vd6ibCOSaUo/s1600-h/CIMG0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePObJOrdtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Vd6ibCOSaUo/s320/CIMG0810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324326150211335890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, some church members cooked some meals for us since Preacher and his wife were there with us. We had a little chit-chat, and then we had our night service. After the service, John and I met the Youth there, and there is a couple who just get married, and surprisingly, they are just 23 years old...Wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Spiritual Convocation and Evangalistic (3 days, from Sunday until Tuesday), I had learned a lot of things about God's Words. The church members in Portsmouth were really friendly to John and me, they always asked us to eat more and more, and came to sit beside us to chat with us...I really felt warm at there...Good news was, a little baby girl was baptised at the last day of the convocation, Thank God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePPGQY3MwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KbozL4jSMis/s1600-h/CIMG0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePPGQY3MwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KbozL4jSMis/s320/CIMG0816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324326890867471106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Waiting to be baptised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePObZ1f0AI/AAAAAAAAAOI/OgZ9uEYSiW0/s1600-h/CIMG0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePObZ1f0AI/AAAAAAAAAOI/OgZ9uEYSiW0/s320/CIMG0821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324326154669117442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Baptising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePPmr18v7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/tMqUgOVZVQE/s1600-h/CIMG0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePPmr18v7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/tMqUgOVZVQE/s320/CIMG0833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324327447993040818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Footwashing Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we decided to go back to Birmingham on Wednesday, but we dint have much time go around the Portsmouth city, so John came out an idea saying that we can stay one more days here. This means we need to buy new tickets back to Birmingham, so since we need to do that, we decided to stay at London Church for a few days because we never been there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, the youth there took us go around the city and visit the warship museums. Portsmouth is an important port for UK during the first world war, where the British was fighting against the France. Another surprise was, there is a Malaysia flat hanging at the top of the root of a cafe inside the museum...Its really weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePMsJgZFiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/wN5ILDPJpzU/s1600-h/CIMG0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePMsJgZFiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/wN5ILDPJpzU/s320/CIMG0855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324324243320149538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the museum, we had Fish &amp; Chips beside the seashore, and this was my second time having Fish &amp; Chips in UK. England Fish &amp; Chips are famous around the world, and its true, it is really taste nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePQ7_spYvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/kP6tiDBwYIY/s1600-h/CIMG0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePQ7_spYvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/kP6tiDBwYIY/s320/CIMG0866.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324328913611612914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, the youth treated John and me at carvery. Carvery is an English tradisional food, which every food is roasted including vegetables...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePRxj04AiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/WkGcy0Xd-LA/s1600-h/100_1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePRxj04AiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/WkGcy0Xd-LA/s320/100_1014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324329833842868770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePRxJWxu7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/fYk4V4n13vM/s1600-h/100_1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePRxJWxu7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/fYk4V4n13vM/s320/100_1015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324329826737306546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the days in Portsmouth and I really like it so much until I kept telling John that if I got money and able to stay at UK when I retire, I will stay at Portsmouth...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continue...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Portsmouth = Ports Mouth....hehe....So it should be a harbor when you first time heard the name...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5219552111246823261?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5219552111246823261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5219552111246823261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5219552111246823261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5219552111246823261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/portsmouth-london-trip.html' title='Portsmouth &amp;amp; London Trip'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SePObJOrdtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Vd6ibCOSaUo/s72-c/CIMG0810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5412708930371920000</id><published>2009-03-19T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:18:56.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment + Presentation</title><content type='html'>Its quite long I dint update my blog, because I dont motivation to write things in my blog...I think this happen since I cannot upload my pictures into my blog, if I just write and write a blog like this, it will be a boring and colourless blog...Anyway, I have to active my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I had one assignment and one presentation to do, and I spent 2 days to complete my works...Started from Monday until Wednesday...My assigment is about law and legislation of UK and European United which regulating to the industrial and commercial organisation in UK...So it is more like a law which act upon the activities of industries...Therefore, I had to find out the activities of industries that regulated to the legislation due to the environmental isssues, such as emission to air, water and land, waste management and etc...That is laws, so I cant chage the words in laws, but I scared my lecturer catch me as plagarism...haiz...anyway, I do copy paste from the website...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my first part of my assignment on Monday, spent 9 hours to do so, because a lot of legislation that act on the industries, then I slept for few hours...This cause me miss my lab which is important for me...Haiz...Who ask me burn the midnight oil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday night, I went to my friends' house to do my last part of the assignment...I finished it after midnight, and go to sleep for a while...Guess what? I sleep "too while"...until I missed my morning lecture...What the...Anyway, I also need time to do my presentation...When I started to do the presentation slides with my teammates, we found out it need lots of things to be covered in the presentation, but we just left 2 hours to go...Then we kept on thinking out the idea of the presentation, and bla bla bla...after 2 hours, we finally finished the slides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disaster hadnt end so fast, after we presented all the slides, our lecturer asked us some questions, but none of us could answer his questions...We were stop at there and tried to discuss the questions, but we still cant find out what is the answer...In my mind, saying that, this time "si liao"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the other groups present, our lecturer said to us, that today every groups were bad, none of us doing good presentations, our presentation is not inclduded the things that its need...This is the first time I saw the serious face in my lecturer's face...And I felt so sorry to him...Because of our lack of time, and dint pay attention in class, we dint a bad thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here ends of my update...I will update blog as soon as I have motivation again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I had paid deposit for my next year house, means that next semester I will move out to priveate house out of hostel...Yeah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5412708930371920000?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5412708930371920000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5412708930371920000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5412708930371920000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5412708930371920000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/03/assignment-presentation.html' title='Assignment + Presentation'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-3433580143143840908</id><published>2009-02-28T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T17:41:24.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busiest Days...</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday and Monday were the busiest days in my life...These two days I dint sleep at all just to do my assignments by using MathCad and Pro_E...Why I was so busy until I dint sleep for days? Because of a Chinese proverb,"临时抱佛脚"...Meant that I was doing my work when the time was near to the deadline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed my MathCad for my Numerical Analysis which can be called as "Mathematic for Engineering", after that I was totally relax because I thought that the design work will be easier than this. However, I was wrong to think, totally wrong thinking...As a result, I had to work faster and write a report in 2 hours time, which meant that I had no enough time to write down all the requirements of the report...Haiz...At that time, I had no time to regret, so I just pass up my so called,"report" to the IT desk, where we normally passed up our assignments...The time I passed up was at 1.59pm and 30 seconds, while the due time was 2pm...If I late to due up, my mark will be cut off...So the feeling was very very nervous and it was freaking me out...The feeling was continued after I had passed up, and I was in a condition of tension, but I kept on stopping me to think about it since it had been a fact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I show you all what I had done in my assignment for design a gearbox...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SanmaolOmrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/25ChQG9qY5A/s1600-h/asm0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SanmaolOmrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/25ChQG9qY5A/s320/asm0002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308026981077392050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Gear(Grey) and Bearing(Blue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SanmwZCFkzI/AAAAAAAAANY/ahCH5Jtr3Xo/s1600-h/fullassembly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SanmwZCFkzI/AAAAAAAAANY/ahCH5Jtr3Xo/s320/fullassembly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308027354860589874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Full Gear Box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SannjYL7l5I/AAAAAAAAANg/qIFZVlssQz0/s1600-h/fullassembly4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SannjYL7l5I/AAAAAAAAANg/qIFZVlssQz0/s320/fullassembly4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308028230806771602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-3433580143143840908?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3433580143143840908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=3433580143143840908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3433580143143840908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3433580143143840908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/busiest-days.html' title='Busiest Days...'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SanmaolOmrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/25ChQG9qY5A/s72-c/asm0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-6255566843405728815</id><published>2009-02-16T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:12:08.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Society~~~</title><content type='html'>Nowaday, the society is sick, as the society is sick, therefore, the world is sick...Why the society will sick? Because of human being, the desire of human, make the society and the world sick...Eventhough we all know these issues, we still do the same things to the world and society including you and me...I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last two weeks, I read online newspaper, which is Malaysia newspaper, a news happened in Singapore, a 14 years old secondary school boy had sexual relationship for 6 times with his teacher, who is 32 years old married woman...After I read this news, I was surprised, how come a 14 years old teenager willing to have sex (more directly speaking...) with his teacher who is older than him for so so many years...I kept on asking myself, what happened to the society nowaday? (社会怎么了?) Then I told my classmates about that, but my classmate replied me back that there is too many thing I dont understand...Ya, sure, many thing I still have to learn and know, but how come this will happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I had received an email from my friend, then I read the mail, it said that a father in Austria house arrested his daughter in his basement for years, and he raped his own daughter and his daughter gave birth to 3 children...The children and the mother all live in the basement, no sunlight go into it, so when the tragedy (should I say it as scandal?) was found out, the children was freed and saw the sunlight for the first time, and they tried to catch the sunlight...What do you think about these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Malaysia, there were so many cases about the old father raped his own daughter, even grandfather raped his own grandchild...World is changing, new generation is changing, the thinking of human are changing, I am Changing...How about you? Changing to be nicer, or worse? Environment will change people thinking, the best examples are you and me...I changed my thinking based on the environment I live in, however, we still got our own principles that would never change...for now...who know the future? The principles will change because of environment or time...or maybe human being, society, friends around you, will be the factors that change your principle and thinkings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If you disagree with me, you may post a comment for me, I will appreciate your comment and maybe, I will accept your opinion or thoughts...^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-6255566843405728815?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6255566843405728815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=6255566843405728815&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6255566843405728815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6255566843405728815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/society.html' title='Society~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-9089201620448284313</id><published>2009-02-07T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:46:50.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>回顾过去~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SY4cEspGo_I/AAAAAAAAANA/DTgTsh8y0lY/s1600-h/a_Ken_Watanabe_Sunset_in_MEMORIES_OF_TOMORROW___Yoshikazu_Kato-ROAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300204678490268658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SY4cEspGo_I/AAAAAAAAANA/DTgTsh8y0lY/s320/a_Ken_Watanabe_Sunset_in_MEMORIES_OF_TOMORROW___Yoshikazu_Kato-ROAR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;这是我第一次用华语来写我的部落格，所以，如果你们觉得我的用词有问题，请谅解，因为我很久很久美在写作文了。其实，在华人新年的时候，我已经向用华语来写的，可是，可能是习惯了吧，不知不觉地用英文...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;所谓：“一寸光阴一寸金、寸金难买寸光阴”，虽然每个人都知道这个道理，不管是华人、红毛人、或是马来人，但人总是想买回时间...最近，因为天气的关系，我多数的时间都在房间，懒得出去...所以我有很多时间在想有的没的，想回去以前的事情，不是甜蜜的回忆，也不是不好的回忆，而是“令人后悔”的回忆...想起那时的情景、人物，到现在我还是后悔着...你们是否有像我这样的回忆呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;现在的我不能说我不会再犯同样的错，只能肯定地说，我以后会三思而后行...我曾经因为一个“不小心”造成一个从小学到中学的同班同学，和我翻面了几年，虽然他现在已经原谅了我，并作我很好很好的朋友，但是回想起来，我满后悔的...真想回去当时，就不要犯如此的错...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;此外，我也因我主观的性格，令我的一位同灵对我有了很深的代沟，直到现在，我还是感觉得到那个代沟...所以我唯一能做的就是尽我所能地去坭补这个代沟...如果我没有强逼他，或多管闲事，可能这代沟就不会存在...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;在小学和中学的时候，我是一个自卑又小气的人，因为我胖，同学嘲笑我，我就会很生气地跟他们吵架...直到我离乡背井到外读书，我才开始大大地改变，但是主观的性格就不知不觉地出现了...过后，有一天，我遇到了我的一个小学同学，我的朋友就问他还记得我吗，他的回答竟然是：&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;我的朋友：记得友义吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;他 ：当然记得啊！！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;我 ：（笑着望着她）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;他 ：我还记得我曾经跟他吵过架...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;我 ：（回想过去...）有吗？怎么我不记得的呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;他 ：有....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;我的朋友：啊呀，谁没跟过友义吵过架...我们全部都跟过他吵架过啦。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;我 ：（心想：也对，真像以前的我，哈哈！！）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;短短的对话领导我想回以前的我是如此的小气，如此暴躁，但是也好，因为我是如此的，才会令到曾经和我吵架过的朋友记得我...哈哈哈！！！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;好了，就写到这里，虽然我有很多想要改变的事情，但是我不会永远活在回忆当中，因人是要往前走的，只是偶尔回想以前所做的傻事，后悔一番，让我记得我所犯过的错...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: 后天是元宵节了，祝大家元宵节快乐，也代表着华人新年的结束...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/mRRdJrZhc1/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/mRRdJrZhc1/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/9089201620448284313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='回顾过去~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SY4cEspGo_I/AAAAAAAAANA/DTgTsh8y0lY/s72-c/a_Ken_Watanabe_Sunset_in_MEMORIES_OF_TOMORROW___Yoshikazu_Kato-ROAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-3038086368045930460</id><published>2009-01-30T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:01:26.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time celebrate CNY in England~~~</title><content type='html'>Hmm...Today is the 4th day of CNY and many of my friends kept on asking me how I celebrated my CNY in England...Ermm, my answers were quite different depend on my mood when I answered their questions...So, I decided to write down what I had done during this CNY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I started celebrated CNY on 23rd January, means last friday, my cousemate and his housemate who three of us were Nilai students, went to a dinner which was organised by Birmingham Malaysian Society and all the members there I dont even know them (honestly I dont even know there is such kind of society)...I joined the dinner because my cousemate invited me to go and since it was a CNY celebration, so I just joined lor...During the dinner, there was lucky draw, and some performance such as lion dance, er-wu presented by a girl with a harmonica presenter who is suck and violine...For lion dance, ermm...quite okay for me, but still not very pro la...for the er-wu, I like it and the presenter was good in it...Bravo...and the harmonica, forgot about it, the man who played it suck and somemore, he asked us to stand up because he wanted to play "NEGARAKU", what the...while for the violine performance, the presenter was good, but the song he chose was "Butterflies lover" means 梁山伯与祝英台...sweat ler....The feeling of Chinese New Year was gone like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next celebration was on CNY's Eve, as same as Friday, my friends and I went to a Chinese restaurant to have our dinner (buffet)...At there, there was lion dance performance, but this time, there was 2 lions dancing around the restaurant...Cool man...The food very tasty also...haha...I had also met some other Malaysian students but they seem like they dont want to meet new guys...haha...After the dinner, they decided to go to sing K...At first, I dont want to go because I had spent a lot of pounds in these celebration, but my friends kept on telling me that once in a year what...So, I had to join them...but this day celebration I felt quite happy, compare to Friday....haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first day of CNY, I was so pity because I had to go to class and until today...Today I really missed Malaysia, for sure not only today, but from the first day until now, I miss Malaysia...At here, I cant feel the CNY coming or had come, because in Malaysia, during this period, I can feel the spring wind blowing my face with hot and dry air...Missing the day before CNY, I helped to clean my house...the reunion dinner with my family...the thanksgiving service at my local church...true friends who had be known for years...and cousins, gambling, the noise of CNY...all the things that make me wanted to go home...However, God always accompany me so I have to be strong enough...Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: May God bless my friends and me and lead me Thy way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-3038086368045930460?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3038086368045930460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=3038086368045930460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3038086368045930460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3038086368045930460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-time-celebrate-cny-in-england.html' title='First time celebrate CNY in England~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-9068077516309662452</id><published>2009-01-22T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:58:56.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia Singer - Ah Bin (方炯斌) ~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SXkkVDCHdXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1UT3ZJ3GheI/s1600-h/113566_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SXkkVDCHdXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1UT3ZJ3GheI/s320/113566_300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294302780960765298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this song which is currently playing while you reading my blog...not only the rhythm is nice but the lyric is meaningful either...First time I saw him was the first time I watched a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taiwan Chinese Singing Competition&lt;/span&gt; which called "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Super Idol&lt;/span&gt;"...He attended the show to PK the contestants so that he can promote or sing his song for 1 minute if he won the contestant...When he sang the first phrase of the song, I mean the song he used to PK, I was surprised and I really like his vocal very much, and then I kept searching about his profile and guess what, I found out he is Malaysian who was one of a member of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;年少&lt;/span&gt;"...This group was or maybe is famous among Malaysia, it reminded me that when I was young, I like this team or band but I cant remember what their songs that I like...haha...paiseh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside that, I also found out that the famous song of his new album was recorded in the end of a drama "牵牛花开的时候", a song called "坏人"...Wow, it is really good drama and with this song, it was perfectly matched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the show, I also found out that nowadays, many Malaysian went to Taiwan to start their journey in Chinese Entertainment field and some of them are very talent in composing music such as&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Gary, Penn&lt;/span&gt;y and now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah Bin&lt;/span&gt; because in his new album, almost all the songs are composed by himself...Surprisingly, I just found out in the show I had mentioned, there were 2 Malaysia contestants had compete until top 5...Furthermore, I had also watched another singing competition "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;超级星光大道&lt;/span&gt;" and got one Malaysian went there PK as well, and the judges praised his techniques in singing...I am quite proud of them~~~hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just show some support to them but I wont admire them like their fans...Honestly speaking, for listening songs, for me, I will care about the rhythms first, and then the vocal of the singers, and lyrics as well...I dont care how gorgeous are the singers, if their vocals and rhythms suck, I wont like it...haha...seem like I am so critic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-9068077516309662452?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/9068077516309662452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=9068077516309662452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/9068077516309662452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/9068077516309662452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/malaysia-singer-ah-bin.html' title='Malaysia Singer - Ah Bin (方炯斌) ~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SXkkVDCHdXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1UT3ZJ3GheI/s72-c/113566_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-3210422381990982645</id><published>2009-01-19T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:50:40.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week before CNY~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293465076615255490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SXYqcPKWlcI/AAAAAAAAAMw/bLKvyio_imM/s320/60XL3CA3ZZ1OOCAV8SAYHCAOXFQDMCA6LOEA7CA0C0MBVCAHKV5X5CA19QS0UCA5S8NAACAEHHHTACAKLIQ9TCAPJBZ73CABLZG3JCABJRDT3CAEUPELVCABSAI7HCAAMC2AXCA1N2ZKFCAID32FACA95E993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SXYqb9PfjhI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7Sb-C4eSmjg/s1600-h/orange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293465071804976658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SXYqb9PfjhI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7Sb-C4eSmjg/s320/orange.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoik...Another new year for Chinese is coming up just after a week, but this year I dont really got heart to celebrate because of my family is not around me and I cant celebrate with them...This is the first year dont celebrate my CNY with my cousin and family...Therefore, sure got a bit of upset, as in Chinese phrases, there is one phrase called "独在异乡为异客，每逢佳节倍思亲"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year at this time, I mean one week before CNY, my parents will busy preparing or buying things to celebrate CNY such as Mandarin oranges, ingredients for CNY's Eve (during this period, all the ingredients will increase the price especially sea-food), and some others decorations...Haiz...miss the smell of the Mandarin Oranges which filled all my house...Missing the time all of my cousins sat together and chatting while gambling...And the most thing to miss is "angpao" (red paper pocket)....haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At UK, the BBC here dont exactly celebrate this event, but they do know the traditional of CNY, which is all the family members should gather together and have dinner together...Ya, Chinese like to be "团圆" no matter how far the children they live, at this event, most of the children will try their best to come back to their parents house and celebrate this happy and meaningful event together...Haiz, this year, two of my family members are not at Malaysia and cannot celebrate this event with my parents, that are me and my elder brother who are now at Australia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I am planning to have a dinner with the Malaysian Chinese around my area, but dont know they want it or not, just hoping they will like to have steambot if there are many of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sorry, Pa and Ma, I cant celebrate with you two since I dont have holiday during CNY, wish you two have healthy body lor....So do my brothers~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-3210422381990982645?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3210422381990982645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=3210422381990982645&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3210422381990982645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3210422381990982645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-before-cny.html' title='A Week before CNY~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SXYqcPKWlcI/AAAAAAAAAMw/bLKvyio_imM/s72-c/60XL3CA3ZZ1OOCAV8SAYHCAOXFQDMCA6LOEA7CA0C0MBVCAHKV5X5CA19QS0UCA5S8NAACAEHHHTACAKLIQ9TCAPJBZ73CABLZG3JCABJRDT3CAEUPELVCABSAI7HCAAMC2AXCA1N2ZKFCAID32FACA95E993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-358148459046944593</id><published>2009-01-15T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:04:35.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Nyonya~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SXYgIe3dQJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/GTOuzEQMfKk/s1600-h/835_10689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293453742117306514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SXYgIe3dQJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/GTOuzEQMfKk/s320/835_10689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished watching a Singapore drama called "The Little Nyonya" and I am now missing my hometown and my country...haha...because in the drama, it showed the Baba Nyonya food that make me want to go back and try it...So miss the food there and really long time dint eat that kind of food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this drama, it said about the culture of Baba Nyonya or "Peranakan" (also means descendants) and the life of Peranakan family in the past...I was so happy to see this drama because it can promote the culture of Peranakan to everyone who saw this drama...Eventhough I am Malaysian, I dont know much about their culture, but I just know that they are Chinese who adopted the Malay customs and combine these two customs together as "Peranakan" culture...&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The language of the Peranakans, Baba Malay (Bahasa Melayu Baba), is a dialect of the Malay language (Bahasa Melayu), which contains many Hokkein words...Baba refer to men ofPeranakan while Nyonya refer to young women, and for elder women, is Bibi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually before this drama, I saw a television show which was also showed about the culture of Peranakan, but it is a comedy. The "actresses" in the show are Baba, but they acted as Nyonya...The funny of this comedy was the way the actors talking, because I was first time knew about Peranakan, so in their conversation, they use many Hokkein words...Haha....Miss that show...My mother told me about the culture of Peranakan when I was in primary school since she had a Nyonya neighbour last time...She told me that the Nyonya was a "Ma-Jie" who is maid that dont want to marry for whole life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know more about Peranakan, you can search with Google or other materials...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Miss Malaysia...haha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-358148459046944593?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/358148459046944593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=358148459046944593&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/358148459046944593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/358148459046944593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-nyonya.html' title='Little Nyonya~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SXYgIe3dQJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/GTOuzEQMfKk/s72-c/835_10689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-7803764961628130815</id><published>2009-01-14T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:46:27.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random~~~</title><content type='html'>Hmm...its been 2 weeks I dint write my blog already, so now I got mood to write my feeling recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days, many things happened actually...Firstly is my promise to God was totally broken...I was so selfish to myself and let myself to be the one who He dislike...Haiz...however, I believe that one day, I will be the one He like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly is, last two days, I read my Taiwanese blog, in his blog, he wrote the differences between Eastern culture and Westhern culture...He mentioned that his housemates washed their plate without using any cleaning liquid, but just water, even though the plates were very oily or dirty...Amazing rite...He did mentioned about the different country people have different pronouncation or use-words in Mandarin...He was interested in people use-words because he is studying English, and PHD some more, means that he like to do research about languages...haha...I felt so funny about that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, this morning, my Malaysian friend told me that my Malay got a little bit "pelik" and he felt that I dint speak Malay frequently...Its true, when I was in Malaysia, I really really "jarang" speak Malay because of almost all of my friends are Chinese, so we either use Mandarin to chat or Hokkein, thats all...Actually, sometimes, I felt that my Hokkein also got a bit retrogress, because this afternoon, when I talked Hokkein with my friends, I felt "pelik" again...haha...Maybe I spoke less, make me felt weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I cant upload pictures...Paiseh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-7803764961628130815?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7803764961628130815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=7803764961628130815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7803764961628130815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7803764961628130815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/random.html' title='Random~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4686836555059377295</id><published>2009-01-01T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:16:27.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2009~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yoik, its now 2009, although it is 2nd of January, its 2009...New year, new hope, it is the time to start my resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my attitude, my temper and my patience&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the time serve God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;starting to eat "Spiritual Food"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ya, these are my resolutions to start, pray that God will guide me... Just now I read an email&lt;br /&gt;from my friend, an e-mail that I felt so touching and remind me a movie called "Money is Not Enough 2" (钱不够用2). Let you all see what is the email like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vU2nT6tI/AAAAAAAAAMI/LFhWV8W_Zf4/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286503941651294930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vU2nT6tI/AAAAAAAAAMI/LFhWV8W_Zf4/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When you are very small~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vUgRzf1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/CMznVA7_AzM/s1600-h/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286503935655509842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vUgRzf1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/CMznVA7_AzM/s320/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They had spent a lot of time to teach you how to use spoons and chopsticks to eat food....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vUoq7i5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/TbWkn0dykdw/s1600-h/GetAttachment3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286503937908378514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vUoq7i5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/TbWkn0dykdw/s320/GetAttachment3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...teach you how to wear clothes, tight your shoes and button up your clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vUb2ga4I/AAAAAAAAALw/4NNiYkys90Y/s1600-h/GetAttachment4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286503934467271554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vUb2ga4I/AAAAAAAAALw/4NNiYkys90Y/s320/GetAttachment4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...teach you how to wash your face and how to comb your hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vFKRaPhI/AAAAAAAAALo/jOQ02nsBcxU/s1600-h/GetAttachment5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286503672050236946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vFKRaPhI/AAAAAAAAALo/jOQ02nsBcxU/s320/GetAttachment5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...teach you the way to be a good man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vElFS9_I/AAAAAAAAALY/3GhSntKeiWQ/s1600-h/GetAttachment7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286503662067316722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vElFS9_I/AAAAAAAAALY/3GhSntKeiWQ/s320/GetAttachment7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, when they get older and older...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vEoFBRvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6zLDm5vjoT0/s1600-h/GetAttachment8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286503662871463666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vEoFBRvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6zLDm5vjoT0/s320/GetAttachment8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...when they can't remember or catch up the conversation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vEGTSBdI/AAAAAAAAALI/Ek1lMkdllQE/s1600-h/GetAttachment9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286503653804475858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vEGTSBdI/AAAAAAAAALI/Ek1lMkdllQE/s320/GetAttachment9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...please don't blame them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tmPO1dqI/AAAAAAAAALA/UbPiVCsLuxo/s1600-h/GetAttachment10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286502041294042786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tmPO1dqI/AAAAAAAAALA/UbPiVCsLuxo/s320/GetAttachment10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...when they start to forget to button up their clothes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...forget to tight up their shoes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tlkqZO3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/4dr3oeq6Rzc/s1600-h/GetAttachment11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286502029866908530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tlkqZO3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/4dr3oeq6Rzc/s320/GetAttachment11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...WHEN they start to smudge their clothes while they are eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tlXm1--I/AAAAAAAAAKw/r6wOBBcL69g/s1600-h/GetAttachment12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286502026362354658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tlXm1--I/AAAAAAAAAKw/r6wOBBcL69g/s320/GetAttachment12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...WHEN they start shivering their hands while they are combing their hairs... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tlLkHO6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/l_23qYLGfpg/s1600-h/GetAttachment13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286502023129676706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tlLkHO6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/l_23qYLGfpg/s320/GetAttachment13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...PLEASE don't hasten them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...because...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...you are growing bigger, while they are growing older... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tk4OfUsI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Ig-PScAswKk/s1600-h/GetAttachment14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286502017938707138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tk4OfUsI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Ig-PScAswKk/s320/GetAttachment14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...IF and only IF you are in front of their eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tThEcWAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/MhlRsXUoH18/s1600-h/GetAttachment15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501719664777218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tThEcWAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/MhlRsXUoH18/s320/GetAttachment15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...Their heart will be always warmed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tTbbrQwI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tFx00mzJiOE/s1600-h/GetAttachment16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501718151611138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tTbbrQwI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tFx00mzJiOE/s320/GetAttachment16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...IF one day, they can't stand stable and walk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tTSvFh2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/5xS2py7-f-A/s1600-h/GetAttachment17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501715817105250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tTSvFh2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/5xS2py7-f-A/s320/GetAttachment17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; ...PLEASE hold tight their hands and walk slowly with them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tTLnzGLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9RyAJpv6LBo/s1600-h/GetAttachment18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501713907488946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tTLnzGLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9RyAJpv6LBo/s320/GetAttachment18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...JUST LIKE... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tTCvV7ZI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3-BsdvVoOHs/s1600-h/GetAttachment19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501711523212690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1tTCvV7ZI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3-BsdvVoOHs/s320/GetAttachment19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...just like the time they are holding your hand... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After reading this, I was thinking that how great our parents are...Thank God, for giving me a healthy family...So, in this new year, I hope that my parents can be healthy and stronger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4686836555059377295?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4686836555059377295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4686836555059377295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4686836555059377295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4686836555059377295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New Year 2009~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SV1vU2nT6tI/AAAAAAAAAMI/LFhWV8W_Zf4/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-6241217123680372735</id><published>2008-12-31T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T03:27:24.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day before 2009~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SVtXDO6LH-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/X2OovA8ItS8/s1600-h/toasting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285914300702728162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SVtXDO6LH-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/X2OovA8ItS8/s320/toasting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, "Cheers~~~" to all my friends and my blog readers...In the Chinese phrases, there is one phrase called "Time is like an arrow" means that time goes very fast and won't turn back...Now, it is the end of Year 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, at church, I had listened to a preacher said about a title "Closed To God in the New Year", I felt very regret that I had done a lot of things that make God worried and I did walked far away from God...I dint serve God very much and spent my time with Him...I was very regret about it...So I hope in this brand new year, I can spend more time with God and pray to Him to guide my way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, wish all my friends have a very happy and smoothly year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-6241217123680372735?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6241217123680372735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=6241217123680372735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6241217123680372735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6241217123680372735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-before-2009.html' title='A day before 2009~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SVtXDO6LH-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/X2OovA8ItS8/s72-c/toasting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4086394295937721834</id><published>2008-11-28T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T09:14:28.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky Day~~~</title><content type='html'>Today, I went to my university by bus, and as usual, I showed my bus pass which is called "3 season ticket" and valid until next year, to the bus driver. When I reached my destination, I directly alight from the bus. This is the time I did a careless mistake, which is I dint notice that my bus pass left at the seat. After an hour at my university, I decided to go to city centre, but....haiz...I cant find out my bus pass, then I went around the place where I had been to see whether I dropped there or not, but, still cant find out...Even though I went to reception asked the guard, they said "no, I am sorry...Maybe later someone will get it..." Haiz...So I think that it wont be returned to me if someone get it because the ticket cost me 275 pounds, who will give back to me if they get it, sure they will use it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I quickly went back to my hostel to find out the warranty for the ticket, and went to the ticket argent to replace my ticket, but unfortunately, the argent told me that I need to phone a number and tell them I had lost my ticket, then only they will post something to me, and with the warranty,  I needed to pay 15 pounds...THEN, I can only get a new one...The total of my lost is not only 15 pounds, but it is including the weekly ticket I bought because within the week without ticket, I need to pay cash every time I take a bus trip, and the bus fares to the argent need 3 pounds...So total is 30 pounds I had been lost....(T.T)....So sui....If convert to RM, walao, about RM180 lor...zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, time cant turn back, even though I am now very regret also no used, the time still goes on...Things happen, its happened...I just think I paid the lost to gain an experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sorry God, just now I got a bit murmuring about you...Please forgive me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry PS: What the...Why I cant upload my pictures? Who can teach me how? The stupid blogspot din give me an actual solution....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4086394295937721834?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4086394295937721834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4086394295937721834&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4086394295937721834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4086394295937721834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/11/unlucky-day.html' title='Unlucky Day~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-7538825662713477028</id><published>2008-11-18T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:26:50.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random feelings...</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, my hostel internet connection is totally worked out...Feel like got someone who dont want us to use the internet during weekend, because I cant surf the internet from 12.00am, Saturday until Monday, 9am...Feel weird hor, but its really like that, as same as last 2 weekend...In this weekend, I cant do my research for my assignments and bored...Somemore, my flat's boiler was not operated too, means that I had a cold weekend...No boiler = No radiator~~That time I only felt that Malaysia is the warmest place for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, last few weeks, a boy from China came to my church with my church members who study at UK, guess what, he is just 12 years old...Walao, so small go to oversea to study WITHOUT parents or anyone with him...Then I thought, if I am just 12 years old, surely I wont come here eventhough I got this oppurtunity (actually I dont know what is my thinking when I was twelve...) However, he got my church members with him since they are from Taiwan, so they can use Mandarin to communicate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I came to UK, I dint change a lot here, just the life style here, for me, is changing a bit, because I need to cook everyday, and wear thick jacket so that I cant get cold...No slipper to university (actually is allowed, but I dont want my toes been freezed...haha...), go to market to buy vegetables and meats and etc...This is the life style that I never had in my past time, I might have, but very seldom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out that, the children, especially babies, in UK like to cry loudly and non-stop...Once, I was shopping at supermarket, a black-skin baby cried while his mother was taking something from the shelf to the trolly and the baby was sit on the trolly...So I passed them by and had a look toward the baby who was crying, guess what, the baby suddenly shouted toward me...I was surprised, how came a baby will do that to a stranger, I just looked at him without doing anything...I know what you all will say to me, maybe is my look that scare him...haha...Then the mother smiled at me, and quickly passed by my side...haiz...so I think, if the baby problem or the parents problem, why a baby will cry non-stop in public? In Malaysia, we seldom see a baby will cry non-stop and loudly in public, is that the parents in UK dont know how to take care or look after babies? Don't know...No answer for these questions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desparated feeling is now with me because I have a lot of things I havent done yet...2 assignments and 1 presentation (tomorrow) and 1 presentation report...This is the consequence of LAZY...Haiz...Whatever, have to do also what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Recently I dont take pictures because no new views for me to take...I think after this, I will have new photos to upload because the city centre is now decorated for Xmas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-7538825662713477028?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7538825662713477028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=7538825662713477028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7538825662713477028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7538825662713477028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-feelings.html' title='Random feelings...'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-118496403556600886</id><published>2008-11-06T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:59:41.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week comment~~~</title><content type='html'>Today is Thursday, and I don't have class to attend, so I woke up at about 1pm...Its been my first time woke up so late since I came to UK....Maybe because of the days before this, I was very tired and all the tired together, so I need to rest more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Monday, my hostel's internet connection (ResNet) had changed its server, so now I can use webcam to chat with my friends, download movies from Xunlei, and finally I can sign into my MSN....Last time, all these stuffs were blocked by the server, so I cant sign in my MSN and cant even download movies by using Xunlei or BitComet....Hopefully, this server can continue until the end of my university life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually this week had nothing happened, just I donated money to old folks who need our helps...As like the Saint-John ambulances, whoever donated the money, they will give you a piece of paper which is printed the logo of Saint-John ambalance, the people who asked me to donate, had also given me a paper flower....It can be hung at my cloth de lor....haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I got missing my dear friends who are at Malaysia, so trying to ask them to open thier webcam so that I can see their faces and so do them...Hopefully they wont forget me lor....haha....When I read again the messages that had been sent to me at the day of my birthday, and also the day I took the flight to Birmingham, I felt so warm in my heart and got a bit touching...Havent thank to them le, because I was busy chatting with my churchmates who called me that time....So here I thanks to Kajang Youth, Adam, Jie Hong, Han Pei, Chin Yi, Dog Dog, Li Ying, Zhao Min and lastly Jian Hung (he is such an idiot, dint send anything to me)...haha....If there are still have people that I havent mention, paiseh and sorry....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-118496403556600886?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/118496403556600886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=118496403556600886&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/118496403556600886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/118496403556600886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-week-comment.html' title='This week comment~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-8887203872554377903</id><published>2008-11-02T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T06:28:18.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>九型人格分析</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha...Doggy, this is my nine characteristics wor...hah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; BACKGROUND: #fff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px auto; WIDTH: 400px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #cccccc 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #cccccc 1px solid; FONT-SIZE: 9pt; MARGIN: 0px auto; BORDER-LEFT: #cccccc 1px solid; WIDTH: 100%; BORDER-BOTTOM: #cccccc 1px solid"&gt;&lt;caption&gt;九型人格分析&lt;/caption&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; BACKGROUND: #148571; PADDING-BOTTOM: 6px; COLOR: white; PADDING-TOP: 6px"&gt;第九型&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span title="Mediators, Peacemakers, Preservationists"&gt;和平型、和平者、和諧型、維持和諧者&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #cccccc; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;span style="POSITION: absolute;color:white;" &gt;17%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #148571; WIDTH: 51px; COLOR: white; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; BACKGROUND: #b9b204; PADDING-BOTTOM: 6px; COLOR: white; PADDING-TOP: 6px"&gt;第五型&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span title="Observers, Thinkers, Investigators"&gt;智慧型、觀察者、思想型、理性分析者、思考型&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #cccccc; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;span style="POSITION: absolute;color:white;" &gt;13%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #b9b204; WIDTH: 40px; COLOR: white; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; BACKGROUND: #ff6347; PADDING-BOTTOM: 6px; COLOR: white; PADDING-TOP: 6px"&gt;第八型&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span title="Leaders, Protectors, Challengers"&gt;領袖型、能力型、挑戰者、保護者、權威型&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #cccccc; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;span style="POSITION: absolute;color:white;" &gt;12%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #ff6347; WIDTH: 37px; COLOR: white; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; BACKGROUND: #50a3da; PADDING-BOTTOM: 6px; COLOR: white; PADDING-TOP: 6px"&gt;第二型&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span title="Helpers, Givers, Caretakers"&gt;助人者、全愛型、助人型、成就他人者、博愛型&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #cccccc; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;span style="POSITION: absolute;color:white;" &gt;11%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #50a3da; WIDTH: 34px; COLOR: white; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; BACKGROUND: #cd5c5c; PADDING-BOTTOM: 6px; COLOR: white; PADDING-TOP: 6px"&gt;第六型&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span title="Loyalists, Devil's Advocates, Defenders"&gt;忠誠型、忠誠型、尋找安全者、謹慎型&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #cccccc; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;span style="POSITION: absolute;color:white;" &gt;11%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #cd5c5c; WIDTH: 34px; COLOR: white; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; BACKGROUND: #f08080; PADDING-BOTTOM: 6px; COLOR: white; PADDING-TOP: 6px"&gt;第四型&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span title="Romantics, Individualists, Artists"&gt;藝術型、浪漫者、自我型、憑感覺者&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #cccccc; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;span style="POSITION: absolute;color:white;" &gt;10%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #f08080; WIDTH: 31px; COLOR: white; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; BACKGROUND: #b177a9; PADDING-BOTTOM: 6px; COLOR: white; PADDING-TOP: 6px"&gt;第三型&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span title="Achievers, Performers, Succeeders"&gt;成就者、事業型、成就型、實踐型&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #cccccc; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;span style="POSITION: absolute;color:white;" &gt;8%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #b177a9; WIDTH: 25px; COLOR: white; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; BACKGROUND: #4682b4; PADDING-BOTTOM: 6px; COLOR: white; PADDING-TOP: 6px"&gt;第七型&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span title="Enthusiasts, Adventurers, Sensationalists"&gt;快樂主義型、豐富型、活躍型、創造可能者、享樂型&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #cccccc; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;span style="POSITION: absolute;color:white;" &gt;8%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #4682b4; WIDTH: 25px; COLOR: white; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; BACKGROUND: #00cc00; PADDING-BOTTOM: 6px; COLOR: white; PADDING-TOP: 6px"&gt;第一型&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span title="Reformers, Critics, Perfectionists"&gt;完美主義者、完美型、改革者、改進型、秩序大使&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #cccccc; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;span style="POSITION: absolute;color:white;" &gt;8%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: #00cc00; WIDTH: 23px; COLOR: white; HEIGHT: 1.5em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://tungisland.googlepages.com/article060.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff8000;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#e69919;"&gt;的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cdb232;"&gt;九&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#b4c04b;"&gt;型&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9bc064;"&gt;人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#82c07d;"&gt;格&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#69c096;"&gt;分&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#50c0af;"&gt;析&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#37c0c8;"&gt;？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;a....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-8887203872554377903?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8887203872554377903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=8887203872554377903&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8887203872554377903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8887203872554377903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/11/17-13-12-11-11-10-8-8-8-haha.html' title='九型人格分析'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-1884877322473983092</id><published>2008-10-29T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:27:19.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow or Sleet~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQjh06ty7lI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1TEoWz7Srhc/s1600-h/CIMG0523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262704463813209682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQjh06ty7lI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1TEoWz7Srhc/s320/CIMG0523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQjh0_3yODI/AAAAAAAAAIo/K20X_xxLRPg/s1600-h/CIMG0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262704465197283378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQjh0_3yODI/AAAAAAAAAIo/K20X_xxLRPg/s320/CIMG0522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, after my Material of Machine tutorial class, it was the end of my class for this day, so my friends and I prepared to go back. When we walked up to 2nd floor which is the entrance of my campus, one of my friends said that," Oi, salji, sekarang turun salji..." Then I directly looked outside there, but its look like raining more than snowing, so I said,"Hujan la, bukan salji, tak mungkin salji turun on autumn.." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, when we walked out of the building, he was correct, it was snowing there...Wow, first time experience the snowing day in my life, but guess what, I was not so happy as my friends were, because....IT WAS TOO COLD!!! I walked quickly to the nearest bus station to take a bus to my hostel. I was trembling along the way to the station, it was very cold...Fortunately I had an umbrella with me, so the snow dint fall on my jacket...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262704459598541970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQjh0rA8NJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oYqQ6QL2Z-g/s320/CIMG0521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the bus, I cant see the scenery outside because of the snow...The mirrors of the bus were covered by ice....When I reached my hostel, I found out that my radiator and heater werent working...Walao, cold ler....Only I can say is "Sui"....-.-''' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got took some photos the condition outside my room, the ground was buried by the white ice...I also found out that, the winter is not coming yet, the snow I mean is sleet...haha...Anyway, that is my 1st experience what, so ma "da jing xiao guai" lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-1884877322473983092?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1884877322473983092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=1884877322473983092&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1884877322473983092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1884877322473983092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/10/snow-or-sleet.html' title='Snow or Sleet~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQjh06ty7lI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1TEoWz7Srhc/s72-c/CIMG0523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5526670085498442767</id><published>2008-10-25T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:54:11.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall and Bridge~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261178682516619234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQN2IwdCv-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/BdsoDu6UxsM/s320/conwy-castle-turrets-front-view-wales-welsh-uk-28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Dn.Luke Chong was giving a sermon about "Wall and Bridge" at Leicester Church, this sermon is very good encouragement for our brothers and sisters, and also the truthseekers...When I looked at the title, I mostly knew that what the teachings that he will give us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261178681659030978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQN2ItQk_cI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/H2SVn6nhABo/s320/china-great-wall-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Wall"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is usually to separate two different place, in the ancient world, people build the wall to protect their kingdom or their cities (Great Hall of China is built to protect China from its enermy), or separate a kingdom from another kingdom (such as Germany, many years ago, they are separate into two country, West Germany and East Germany)...In Bible, it said that the Israel had been separate into two kingdoms, but I am not sure what the kingdoms' names...I think is Jews and Israel kua...The reason I forgot already...Actually these things the decon dint mention it in the sermon, I just add it on...However, why will this happen to a same people and country? For example, like Yacob's sons, Joseph had been sold to Egypt by his own brothers...This is because of envy, his brothers envy to Joseph and hate him...Therefore, to avoid these happen, we have to build a wall to protect our heart so that these evil thinkings cannot go into our heart to let our heart impure...This wall called The Wall of Prayer...With prayer, we can build it surrounding our hearts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, we should also destroy the wall that block the truth go into our heart. For example, those who refuse to believe in Jesus Christ, in their hearts, there are wall that block Jesus go into their hearts, so they have to destroy the wall so that they can understand the truth and invite God to leave inside their heart...Then they also have to rebuild a wall, just like I had mentioned above, Wall of Prayer, pray to God so that He will strengthen your faith...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261178669673376034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQN2IAm-aSI/AAAAAAAAAII/crKY-Ui1LZU/s320/road-railway-bridge-at-conwy-castle-front-view-wales-welsh-uk-36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bridge"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it usually used to communicate or connect a place to another place...This bridge should be built to let the words of God can connect to your heart...Just like in the ancient world, the castle had wall surrounding it, and there is also a bridge that connecting the castle to outside world...This means that communicate to outside world is important but we should be careful, because nowaday, there is a lot of temptations that can cause us to be sinned...Thats why we have to build a wall...A strong wall to protect our heart...This bridge is also built by prayer, because through prayer, we can communicate to God and obey to what He tells us...The Bible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In conclusion, we have to open our heart, in Mandarin, the words &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Happy" (开心)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; means that open your heart, so to be "Happy" you should open your heart to let God leave inside it, then you will be happy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: UK time turns back 1 hour...Dont know what the effect called...Means that now 8pm, we have to turn it back to 7pm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5526670085498442767?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5526670085498442767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5526670085498442767&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5526670085498442767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5526670085498442767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/10/wall-and-bridge.html' title='Wall and Bridge~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQN2IwdCv-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/BdsoDu6UxsM/s72-c/conwy-castle-turrets-front-view-wales-welsh-uk-28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-694519554324142894</id><published>2008-10-24T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T16:59:34.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQJdF0cA_6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/0fYed2CLwew/s1600-h/Picture9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260869669279039394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQJdF0cA_6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/0fYed2CLwew/s320/Picture9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQJdFRkgOPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/iR186iP7S6A/s1600-h/Picture8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260869659919399154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQJdFRkgOPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/iR186iP7S6A/s320/Picture8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No title for this post because it is just a random feeling that I felt now...After reading Adam blog, it make me feel like Nottingham is better than BCU eventhough it is in UK (A bit regret to study at so expansive place)...However, dont worry, I wont give up de because God will always beside me and guide me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I got a bit jealous to Adam de (not envy har), because he got the talent in music and good results in our previous college, because I regret that why I dint ask my parents to let me go to music centre to continue my organ practise...Now, its too late for me to learn it because now I am in UK, no time to learn it already...I know many people think that I can still learn it, but now I had to study and do my assignment, somemore, my fingers are not as flexible as a child anymore...But, hopefully, if I have next gerenation, I will send them to music centre...haha...Sound like forcing children go to learn it...haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now, I opened my mailbox and saw Dn. Luke Chan sent me an email, asking me to see a slide show that he attached in the email. Sure, I had read it, and it was very touching...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When You Say, "I can't solve it..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God tells you,"I will direct your way."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(Proverbs 3:5-6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you say,"It's impossible..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God tells you,"Everything is possible."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(Luke 18:27)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you say,"I feel all alone..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God tells you,"Never will I leave you;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never will I forsake you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(Hebrews 13:5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you say,"I can't do..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;God tells you,"I can do everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;through him who give me strength."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(Philipians 4:13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you say,"I don't deserve forgiveness..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God tells you,"I have forgiven you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(1 John 1:9 ; Romans 8:1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you say,"I am afraid..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God tells you,"Do not fear, for I am with you;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will strengthen you and help you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(Isaiah 41:10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;When you say,"I am tired..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;od tells you,"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I will give you rest."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(Matthew 11:28-30)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you say,"No one really loves you..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;God tells you,"I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(John 3:16 ; 13:34)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you say,"I don't know how to go on..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God tells you,"I will show you the path"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(Psalm 32:4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;When you say,"What path does God have for me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God tells you," My Beloved son, Jesus Christ."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(1 Timothy 2:5 ; Acts 4:12 ; John 3:16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And When you want to know what God want to tell you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read Bible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;( 2 Timothy 3:15-17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260869661484714162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQJdFXZtCLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/h3fMH0sYLac/s320/Picture10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Many non-believers asked me, why I wanted to find a university which near my church but why dint I find other universities that had better ranking in UK. Its very hard to explain to them if they dont know about the truth...I had experienced many testimonies that showed God is beside me...When I had problems, HE will guide me and help me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-694519554324142894?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/694519554324142894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=694519554324142894&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/694519554324142894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/694519554324142894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-title-for-this-post-because-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SQJdF0cA_6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/0fYed2CLwew/s72-c/Picture9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-8065168157680155302</id><published>2008-10-19T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:38:24.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SPvSHqqsLVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/SEBpiAp6wRk/s1600-h/CIMG0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259028019039448402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SPvSHqqsLVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/SEBpiAp6wRk/s320/CIMG0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Leicester Choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SPvSHyGCF5I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZS2jKKltYd0/s1600-h/CIMG0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259028021033179026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SPvSHyGCF5I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZS2jKKltYd0/s320/CIMG0518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was just came back from Leicester...The status of my body now is just left 20% energy and I think after I wrote this blog, its 10% left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Starting from this morning, Leicester Church is now having a Spiritual and Evangelistic Convocation/Meeting for 3 days onward...For sure, I attended it today, actually I had been to Leicester yesterday to attend the sabbath service and the fellowship which were leaded by Elder. Ho from Taiwan, and he will be there for the convocation...After the fellowship, I stayed back at Bro.Kwok house with a Taiwan truthseeker, John Lin. For me, I just stayed a night there because Monday I have class at 9am, but, John will stay there 2 night, means that now he is at Bro.Kwok house...Haha..Its very difficult to the members from Taiwan and China because they dont understand Cantonese and for most of the UK churches are using Cantonese as their main language, so sometimes, they dont know what the Decon or Preacher said...Normally at Leicester Church, they just use Cantonese and English....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today morning, I woke out about 9am, then I cleaned up myself, waiting for Bro.Kwok prepare to go to church because we had to follow him to church...When I reached the church, quite many people there and Dn.Luke was having a sermon...Then, the programmes went on until 740pm...During the speakers giving sermon, I was very tired, dont know why I felt so tired, maybe I had a long time dint attend any spiritual meeting...For sermon sessions, it just have 7 hours only in a day, same like Malaysia, but why I will feel so tired and cant concentrate at the sermon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the lunch, there was Leicester Choir presentation, quite good especially the last hymn they sang, Hymn 198...I had touched by that hymn...Ermm, I hope I can join their choir, but normally the choir practise is on Sunday and I just go to Leicester on Saturday, means that if I want to join them, I have to go to Leicester the next day or stay at a church member house...In UK, we cant stay at church, because church is a public place or a religion assembly place, so if there are people stay at the church, the church has to pay land tax...Thats why I cant join them...Hoping here is Malaysia...haha...Miss the Kajang Choir la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After having dinner, I rushed to the railway station to go back to Birmingham, fortunately, I got it in time, however...Haiz...there was no train anymore, but I thought that still have it, actually the ticket I bought from the counter is a coach ticket...Walao, I had waited at the railway platform for a few minutes until I missed the coach...ZzzZ...The next coach was after an hour, so I had to wait for an hour...During the hour, I was blaming God that why I still met this kind of situation? Because of I attended the spiritual meeting, I went back late...I was also thinking that next time, if there is a convocation like this, should I attend again? Is it worth? These thinkings just appeared in my mind in sudden, but I tried to stop thinking of it...Pray in heart, asking God to stop these thinkings...Its worth, because I had learned a lot of things about the truth and the words of God...The wisdom from God is better than the wisdom from world....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After an hour, the coach came and I aboarded it...Inside the coach, there was a toilet there, very good facilities right? The journey from Leicester-Nuneaton-Birmingham, took me about 1hour and 40minutes...I was very tired that time and I was worrying whether there are still buses to my hostel...Thanks God, still have it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have to thank God for everything...Because of his guidance, I am here, come back safety and healthy...When we are in trouble, we have to think about God, and also when we are in normal situation....Today sermons are mostly talking about human need to listen to the words of God so that they will not be hungry, for members, we have to keep our faith and our heart, because our heart are the Temple of God, keep it firmly and dont let it fall down...Please refer to 1 Kings Chap. 6 and 7.....These 2 chapters are the things I learned the most.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-8065168157680155302?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8065168157680155302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=8065168157680155302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8065168157680155302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8065168157680155302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/10/tired.html' title='Tired~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SPvSHqqsLVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/SEBpiAp6wRk/s72-c/CIMG0519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-6480705857737828094</id><published>2008-10-13T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:32:26.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Life @ Birmingham~~~</title><content type='html'>Last week, I went to Birmingham City Centre alone to go around the city and "shun bian" bought bus ticket for a year...In the city centre, sure, got a lot of people there, but the most crowded is at a coffee shop (dont know what its name), as a human being, I sure went near the shop and had a look...Rupa-rupanya, there was a book author was having a sign-book activity, and many people were quiet up there to let her (I think) to sign on their book...Now only I remembered that many book author like to have these kind of activity at book store or coffee houses, but I never saw this activity held at coffee shop in Malaysia...Maybe had, but I never see it before...In Malaysia, normally the book authors will have this activity in book store such as Popular, Bolder and etc...They wont go to coffee shop which also called "Kopitiam" to have it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to Chinatown to look for corn flour and tom-yam paste...I like tom-yam very much but...because of the price, I gave up to buy it...I bought sesame oil and dark soya sauce at the chinatown...After I paid these things, I asked the shopkeeper that whether they had "yellow noodle" or "oily noodles", then they showed me the way, I was regret to see it because it really very expansive than I thought...1 small pack cost nearly about 2 pounds...Walaoooooo.....then nearby, I saw meatball and fishballs, lagi mahal...(-.-)'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked out the shop and went around the place to have a look like that...Another "shun bian", I looked at the job advertisement..They are listed in Mandarin, for sure, cause it is at Chinatown what...Most of the job are waiters, kitchen helpers and even got babysister...Last time, I saw an advertisement, a woman or girl wanted to find a man who suit to her requirement to be her husband or boyfriend...when I saw it, the only thing I can say is...GENG!!! So open-minded society...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to indoor market where is near the chinatown, inside the indoor market, got many stalls selling different things such as meat, fishes, veges and etc...Therefore, I just walked around the market to see the prices of their things so that I can compare it with the supermarket...If cheaper than the supermarket, I will buy it from here next time because all the meat nad fishes there are fresh...I dint buy anything from there...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to CD shop to help Wei Lun to find his idol CD, Westlife, but sorry dude, I cant find it, dont know why...Then I went back to my hostel...Quite boring ler, this blog....Nothing to write but have to write somethings, so that my friend wont complain that I am inactive my blog...Haha...Just kidding ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Wanna move out from my hostel because all my friends stay outside except me...but no housemates to share a house...haiz...just waiting the time to come...haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-6480705857737828094?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6480705857737828094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=6480705857737828094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6480705857737828094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/6480705857737828094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/10/recent-life-birmingham.html' title='Recent Life @ Birmingham~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4708048694502511286</id><published>2008-10-07T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:10:00.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duty~~~Footprints~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=YQ5IlwWu5fs"&gt;http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=YQ5IlwWu5fs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will keep my promise, do my duty....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is not the song played in this flash but is another song that I learned at my church....very touching....this clip make me felt that I am so sinful, I dint preach gospel to other people and ask them to come to church...I also think that can I stand firmly until the God come....this is very good clip....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are somemore flash video which are same people made this clip...www.honghaeng.net&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=X3JS6mer34A"&gt;http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=X3JS6mer34A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This clip is call "Footprint"..It make me think a song sound like this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;《海边的脚印》&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;以为一生都是独自走过，却不知主就在身边&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;以为一生都是孤单寂寞，却不知主随时帮助&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;主啊，求你带领我的一生，像那海边的脚印&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;哦，主啊，求你带领我的一生，像那海边的脚印&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This footprint has its story:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One day, a man walked at a beach. At first, Jesus was walking with him, therefore, there are two persons' footprints at the beach. After a while, when the man looked back, he just saw a person footprints behind him, therefore he asked Jesus, "Why you leave me alone and let me walking alone?" Then Jesus answered him, "Look downward...", so the man did so. Then the man realised that Jesus was carrying him along the way, the footprints behind him were not his footprints, but was Jesus...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This story tell me that, Jesus is always abide with us, He wont leave us alone and He will guide us until the end...When we meet problems, He will help us and when we fall down, He will support us with His hand....Thanks God, I had experienced it all.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4708048694502511286?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4708048694502511286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4708048694502511286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4708048694502511286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4708048694502511286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/10/duty.html' title='Duty~~~Footprints~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-2854654149316920975</id><published>2008-09-30T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:51:48.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life @ Birmingham~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SOJrq7Hd16I/AAAAAAAAAFg/PSpu-Uj5xQ0/s1600-h/CIMG0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251878500635105186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SOJrq7Hd16I/AAAAAAAAAFg/PSpu-Uj5xQ0/s320/CIMG0496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;An Old Church in the Birmingham City Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SOJrow9SSLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/M2-IQJ-7MyU/s1600-h/CIMG0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251878463548311730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SOJrow9SSLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/M2-IQJ-7MyU/s320/CIMG0486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Campus (TIC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My class had started yesterday and I was very tired every time I came back from my campus...This is because my campus is far from my hostel, I need to take bus to there about 10 minutes (if fast) and need to walk about 10 minutes then only reach my campus...Its quite tired and freezing you know...But during the lecuture, I was not feeling tired, just sleepy (just now), because I had to concentrate on what the lecture taught since I am still not very used to listen to Britist accent...However, now what they taught me are what I had learned in NIUC (my previous college) such as Macauley equations and the most subject I hated, Themodynamics...haiz...boh huat, have to study also de la..hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SOJrq5AjPnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/MFBxlVNUSoU/s1600-h/CIMG0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251878500069228146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SOJrq5AjPnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/MFBxlVNUSoU/s320/CIMG0491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Birmingham City Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Last two weeks, I went to my campus to do my enrolment, but hor...when I wanted to find out my Nilai transcript, I realised that I forgot to bring it and I left it at my Malaysia house...Then I started to pray in heart, hope that the officer can let me study at this campus...When it was my turn to enrol, I just told them the truth that I forgot to bring it...Fortunately, the officer, Simon, told me no need to worry first and then he will help me to see whether he can help me or not...Then I waited him to finish the other enrolments, and he went into an office to check whether they got the copy of my transcript...Unfortunately, after a few minutes, he told me that he needed to see the original transcript, maybe because the transcript they had is not completed...But still he let me enrol first, just halfly enrol me....Then I paid all the tuition fees and they gave me my pass and student ID and etc....When I went back to my hostel, I phoned back to my house asking my brother went to my room to check that my transcript is in my room or not...Firstly, my younger brother checked it and he said no, then my third brother check, he said yes, then I quickly asked my 2nd brother's girlfriend went to nearest CC to online so that I can send th address here to her....haiz...Thanks God, my transcript was here now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SOJrqM0vI8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/-OHrtlyHHCc/s1600-h/CIMG0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251878488208516034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SOJrqM0vI8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/-OHrtlyHHCc/s320/CIMG0489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Train to Leicester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last weekend, I went to Leicester Church by train with a brother....Ermm....the train here is very high class and faster than KTM...Its also come on-time and leave on-time...The journey to LEicester took us 1 hour, in the train, I found out that there is toilet and the toilet can also be used by handicap or oldman who have disability...Actually, the people here is very good to the people who have disability...Everywhere in UK, you can see a special door which is for them and there is many road that can be used by them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SOJrp0PPrgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/va5kjz9HrnI/s1600-h/CIMG0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251878481608814082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SOJrp0PPrgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/va5kjz9HrnI/s320/CIMG0488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Street Actors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just now, when I wanted to cross the road, the driver let me to cross first eventhough it is green light...But in Malaysia, you will only see that in small town but not in big city...haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today....PS: Selamat Hari Raya to my Malay friends....Dont know how many of them are my friends...haha...Happy Holiday to my friends...haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-2854654149316920975?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2854654149316920975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=2854654149316920975&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2854654149316920975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/2854654149316920975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-birmingham.html' title='Life @ Birmingham~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SOJrq7Hd16I/AAAAAAAAAFg/PSpu-Uj5xQ0/s72-c/CIMG0496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5424514604915960244</id><published>2008-09-24T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:46:35.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SNqK1FNR_RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/v5KWK6F_emw/s1600-h/100_2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249660960189316370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SNqK1FNR_RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/v5KWK6F_emw/s320/100_2183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, 7.05pm, I am at Flat 1, Room 2, Rowan House, The Coppice, Hall Residence of BCU, Perry Bar, Birmingham, just after looking at my friend, Jason Wong's (usually I call him "wo-wo" means doggy) blog, I had some strong feeling that reminding me back the time I was in Nilai International University College. The time there, now only I realised that, I took quite less photo which my classmates or friends there. However, the memories are still in my mind...Something is very good and happy, but something which make me very sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While looking at his blog, I was looking for my name in his blog and wanted to see what things that he will describe me...Actually I shouldn't so care about his description about me, but...This is because he was my very good friend from Sem 1 to Sem 3 or Sem 4, after that, he was slowly changed his attitude...Slowly he left us and join other groups...At that time, I haven't realise that he started to leave us and change his attitude toward us...Because, I was believe in him...After 1 day, my friends told me that he had changed, he was a person that using friends as one of his tool (finally he admitted it in his blog)...However, I was very naive that time, I still keep on advising him that although you have new friends, you shouldn't neglect your old friends, but I think that time, he was not listen to me (who I am, I just a tool for him)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the day I know about him, the time in NIUC was very painful and very difficult to go through....Thinking too much become my disease...I felt that every friends that I believe in, betray me, left me alone there, try to isolate me from them...But in front of me, they acted like very closed to me...I was very sad that time but who gonna come and understand me....No one....However, now the pain is cured but they let me learn 1 thing, that is, believe in yourself more than your friends...Thinking of yourself before thinking of friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During my last semester at NIUC, I had learned to become a "don't care" of everything about my friends there...What they had done to me, I don't care...They isolated me, I also don't care...Now I am at UK, trying to start new life here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although there was many thing making me very unhappy during my college life, there was still have something that made me very happy, that is I had drived car from my hometown to Nilai, with it, I can join most of the ativities that organised by my church...This made me closed to Kajang Church youths...They don't have intention to be my friend...Thanks God...God wouldn't betray us but just we will betray God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, if you are one of my ex-college friends, I am sorry to write this feeling down, but this is what Namewee (the author of "Negarakuku") said, "tetapi ini ialah aku punya betul feeling"...However, now I don't angry with you all already, because you all had taught me a lot og things, good thing or bad things also, it will be 1 of my good memories.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5424514604915960244?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5424514604915960244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5424514604915960244&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5424514604915960244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5424514604915960244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/09/now-7.html' title=''/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SNqK1FNR_RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/v5KWK6F_emw/s72-c/100_2183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4867389501763490213</id><published>2008-09-22T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T04:48:41.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day in Birmingham</title><content type='html'>I have nothing to say about the first week here at Birmingham because I just attend a few activities which arranged by the staff for international students. However I will try to write as many as possible. When I reached Birmingham Airport, actually I was very scare because I saw other students who passed the immigration officer will showed out their letter and I thought it was unconditional letter. Because of I dint have the unconditional letter, so I started to pray in heart, asking God to guide me. Finally its my turn, I showed him my passport and he asked me to show out my letter, so I told him that I just got conditional letter, surprisingly, he said that was what he wanted to see. Thanks God...After that, I went to take my luggages and went out the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes I walked out, a black skin girl came to talk to me, asking me whether I am student of BCU(my university name) while showing me a board written 2 names. So I answered her that I am but not one of the name on the board, and explaining that I had missed the Meet &amp;amp; Greet session. However, the girl said if I would like to wait for a few hours, then they will come back again to meet me. That time, I thought its too long for me, so I decided to take taxi to my hostel. Walao, the taxi took me 27 pounds, equal to RM140++...haiz...Boh huat la...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached my hostel, I did not know how to collect my room key so I asked a family where can I collect my key, and fortunately, the family was very friendly to me, they told me how to go but I told them that its looked very far away from my hostel. Suddenly, the daughter said she will ask her father to bring me there by car and they will look after my luggages until I came back from accommodation office. After collected, the father sent me back to my hostel and I said thank to them and they went back. I thought, this must be God who guide me, make my way going smoothly...When I am in my room, I unpacked my luggages and started looking around my flat whether there is some facilities that I can use. When I wanted to online, unfortunately, I cant online because of I dint know how to set some option...Haiz...Until tuesday night, I asked my new friend helping me to do so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After unpacking, I went to nearest supermarket to see what things are sold there...There are quite many people there buying the perishable things, then I reminded back that my agent told me, when the supermarket wanted to close, all the things will be cheaper...No wonder there are many people buying food...After that, I called Bro.Yun Nor who staying near to my hostel to let him knew that I am here already and he told me that he will come to meet me next day to bring me go around the city like that...I was very happy that time because I am not alone here, except from God who always with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I slept very very early, that is 7pm the time here...Perhaps is the jet lag so I slept until 4am the time here...I have nothing to do that time, so just watching some movies that I had been watched last time. Until 10am, I called Bro.Yun Nor and he said that he will come in 5 minutes, so I waited him to come...When I went in his car, he said he will bring me to warehouse to buy something, after that, he will bring me to Leicester Church...After that, I bought all the stuff that I need or he recommend me to need it. The stuff there are very cheap, 1 rice cooker is just 4.50 pounds, equal to RM27 like that...Then we went to another chinese warehouse, at there I bought some instant noodles and something chinese seasoning thing like soy sauces and oyster oil (direct translate from mandarin)....Then, we went to Leicester Church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leicester church is very old and big church...Inside the church is quite old but very tidy...It is as same as the old church in the movie...After service, Bro.Yun Nor said that this church actually 100 years old, and our church members bought it to become our TJC church...Then, my mouth was like an octopus..^0^...haha..Then they had tea time for all the members and some cookies to serve us...From that day I know that, the service time of UK are totally different from Malaysia...There is 2 services continuely on Saturday, and also same to Sunday...Saturday, is 1pm to 230pm like that, and 245pm to 4pm...for Sunday, 1pm to 2pm and 215pm to 3pm like that...haha...for their holy communion, they dont have it every month just like Malaysia but they have it once in the time. I dont have any comment to it because this is UK church system...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SNeEWqsvO3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iUFsFiGuCGE/s1600-h/CIMG0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248809415677524850" style="WIDTH: 403px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="226" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SNeEWqsvO3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iUFsFiGuCGE/s320/CIMG0470.JPG" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SNeEWEx0UNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hSjpQiUwsWc/s1600-h/CIMG0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248809405498282194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" height="216" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SNeEWEx0UNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hSjpQiUwsWc/s320/CIMG0472.JPG" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Bro.Yun Nor brought me to a chinese restaurant to have our dinner, then I felt paiseh was he paid for this dinner...Thanks you, Yun Nor...Then he invited me to stay at his house for a night so that I can call back to my mother through internet and I can online too...So I put all my stuff at my room and Bro.Yun Nor also helping me to arrange my stuff...Haha...very nice la him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SNeEWLSBlrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4VIE5PgESoI/s1600-h/CIMG0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248809407243982514" style="WIDTH: 410px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SNeEWLSBlrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4VIE5PgESoI/s320/CIMG0473.JPG" width="382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I stayed overnight at his house and then it is the next day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4867389501763490213?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4867389501763490213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4867389501763490213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4867389501763490213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4867389501763490213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/09/1st-day-in-birmingham.html' title='1st day in Birmingham'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SNeEWqsvO3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iUFsFiGuCGE/s72-c/CIMG0470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5226787231059967468</id><published>2008-09-15T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:25:09.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birmingham Journey~~~</title><content type='html'>Finally, I can online and log in MSN to see who is online now, but seen now I am at Birmingham so the time between Malaysia and here are different. So all my Malaysia friends sedang tidur...ZZZ...haha...And I saw Shin Jou left me a messages saying that I am inactive my blog, but my reason is I had no time to update because I need to settle my preparation to UK, and until now, only I had time to write this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my birthday, 12th Sept, last friday, my 2nd brother fetched me from Padang Serai to KLIA, sure every1 will ask why you dint take flight from Penang to KLIA, the reason why I asked my brother to fetch to KLIA by car because, from Penang to KLIA, the flight allow me to bring no more than 20kg bags, while from KLIA to Birmingham, they allow me to bring not more than 30kg, so that means if I flied from Penang to KLIA, I can just take 20kg luggage to Birmingham. Its quite less you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM7xhcABEuI/AAAAAAAAADE/RHAc6VamLpo/s1600-h/CIMG0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246396172687446754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM7xhcABEuI/AAAAAAAAADE/RHAc6VamLpo/s320/CIMG0425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time we reached KLIA was just about 7pm, its too early for my flight because my flight is at 1255am midnight. This is because my brother wanted to go back earlier so he need to go to KLIA more earlier. And then, my mother and younger brother take photo with me, after an hour, my 2nd brother wanted to go, so I just said goodbye to them lor...Haiz, do you think I am crying when I said this word, actually I got a bit nia, really a bit because I saw my mother tearing lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM7zBNumTRI/AAAAAAAAADM/1h8JMoqK_nY/s1600-h/CIMG0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246397818123734290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM7zBNumTRI/AAAAAAAAADM/1h8JMoqK_nY/s320/CIMG0427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just after they leaving, a "babi hutan" come to find me and accompany me until I departed my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;midnight flight, so do Ah Ngi and Han Pei, felt so happy they can come to send me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM70y0YjhlI/AAAAAAAAADU/1t8ilypHRVA/s1600-h/CIMG0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246399769825478226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM70y0YjhlI/AAAAAAAAADU/1t8ilypHRVA/s320/CIMG0440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 7 hours flight, I reached to Dubai, at there, got many duty free things but I dint buy it because eventhough it is duty free, but its still very expansive. At there, I need to wait the flight to Birmingham for a few hours, so I just hanging around there, eat some food. I dont bear to sleep because I scare my bags will be stolen by people. At Dubai, I also lost my Mooncake given by Babi Hutan at the toilet...Haha...Paiseh...I forgot to bring it out of toilet after I used it...haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM72ds9xViI/AAAAAAAAADc/CMMdtZfVRmk/s1600-h/CIMG0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246401606080091682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM72ds9xViI/AAAAAAAAADc/CMMdtZfVRmk/s320/CIMG0450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM74HMbmksI/AAAAAAAAADk/toN9LYWlB8o/s1600-h/CIMG0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246403418412978882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM74HMbmksI/AAAAAAAAADk/toN9LYWlB8o/s320/CIMG0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flight to Birmingham had delayed 1 hour and then to Birmingham. When I reached Birmingham, there is a lot of people queue up at the counters to let the Kastam people stamp approved my passport. Then take my luggages from the collection counter. Once I out of the airport, I felt like go into a air-cond room. So 1st thing I think is its a totally different from Malaysia weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM76B5o-BGI/AAAAAAAAADs/kEqhUHdXQfE/s1600-h/CIMG0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246405526492677218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM76B5o-BGI/AAAAAAAAADs/kEqhUHdXQfE/s320/CIMG0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM78ZGGrBHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/o8kJIfZ49bU/s1600-h/CIMG0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246408123998733426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM78ZGGrBHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/o8kJIfZ49bU/s320/CIMG0463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I just finished my 1st day orientation and met some Chinese girls from China and Malaysia too. I can online now because of the Malaysian girl help me to set up something, so thank to her. Dont think too much har....Sure you all will say so hiao or what de...Suan liao...haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5226787231059967468?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5226787231059967468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5226787231059967468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5226787231059967468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5226787231059967468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/09/birmingham-journey.html' title='Birmingham Journey~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SM7xhcABEuI/AAAAAAAAADE/RHAc6VamLpo/s72-c/CIMG0425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5556262296308191557</id><published>2008-08-21T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:28:21.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vangrant Life...</title><content type='html'>Recently, I am like a vagrant, staying at different friends house, here stay a few days, there stay a few days, like a homeless people...Why I can be like that? Because of the UK VISA that I need to apply to go UK studying...It's very troublesome and need a lot of statement and provement just to get the VISA...Haiz, I just a student like I said previous blog...I thought that I had finished preparing all the statement required but, now, I haven't get any reply from the accommodation at BCU....Without it, I cant apply for VISA...My argents cant help me, the University also havent reply me...I need to wait until when wor? After the orientation? They dont know that I am very paiseh to disturb my friends already la...I am very very "fan" ler....No place to stay, no place to go....2molo I thought I can go to Sg.Wang shopping and sing K so that I can forget all my worries, but, my friends change the place, go cyberjaya...very fan....very fan now....I am thinking to give up, but...My family put a lot of hope at me...How can I give up like this? But I am worrying that I cant stand this pressure already....Help me!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5556262296308191557?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5556262296308191557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5556262296308191557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5556262296308191557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5556262296308191557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/08/vangrant-life.html' title='A Vangrant Life...'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5762349460452720240</id><published>2008-08-11T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T06:08:14.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Mood~~~</title><content type='html'>Long time din write blog already because I dont have internet connection at my hometown...TOday, I am very very pek cek(frustrated)...This afternoon, I just know that everything that I had done is useless...work for nothing...Everything I had done is equal to zero....My father doesnt understand me and dont want listen to my explanation...I am so so....no mood and frustrated....Better dont go....How come so messy de the thing? Why? I am just a student....why you all want to make me felt difficulties...This is a task, that is what can I think now....But still....feel so pek cek.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5762349460452720240?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5762349460452720240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5762349460452720240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5762349460452720240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5762349460452720240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-mood.html' title='No Mood~~~'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-770907715113048500</id><published>2008-07-18T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:20:58.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Years Adi...The End of Nilai Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID2N7Kuw_I/AAAAAAAAACc/PLibXOjmB8A/s1600-h/Image(414).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224446286831207410" style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID2N7Kuw_I/AAAAAAAAACc/PLibXOjmB8A/s320/Image(414).jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, my friends who had read my blog told me that,"Your blog is boring la, please add some pictures." So I try to find out some pictures that I can add in. During the process, I found out a lot of pictures that my friends and I took in this 2 years here. In these 2 years, I know some funny coursemates and friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID1eobMzHI/AAAAAAAAACU/xYyiUocpEfY/s1600-h/Image(209).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224445474346159218" style="WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" height="231" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID1eobMzHI/AAAAAAAAACU/xYyiUocpEfY/s320/Image(209).jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny Fariz is the person who make me can't forget him becasue he is very nice and happy-go-lucky eventhough people make fun with him..Sometimes, I am so pity of him because people always make fun with him, but since he like this way to make friends, I have not idea with it...This is the most "YENG" hairstyle among us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID3wxybj1I/AAAAAAAAACk/ewNNdL7eB_c/s1600-h/Image(412).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224447985120415570" style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="196" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID3wxybj1I/AAAAAAAAACk/ewNNdL7eB_c/s320/Image(412).jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID4HZiG-6I/AAAAAAAAACs/uY0gU9lN_VY/s1600-h/Image(415).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224448373746498466" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="197" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID4HZiG-6I/AAAAAAAAACs/uY0gU9lN_VY/s320/Image(415).jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mohd. Fariz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, I had learned many thing in these 2 years, learn how to drink alcohol, how to increase my EQ, and blar bla bla.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID6DepTkOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/X4AhAIb9Kk8/s1600-h/P8120051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224450505422639330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID6DepTkOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/X4AhAIb9Kk8/s320/P8120051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID6uabK2nI/AAAAAAAAAC8/z2rFQMVfsuI/s1600-h/DSC00353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224451243023981170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID6uabK2nI/AAAAAAAAAC8/z2rFQMVfsuI/s320/DSC00353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got alot of pictures, but its 2 many adi....so next time onli I add more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Please leave comment for me cause I want to know whether I put the pictures nicely onot, Thank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-770907715113048500?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/770907715113048500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=770907715113048500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/770907715113048500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/770907715113048500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-years-adithe-end-of-nilai-life.html' title='2 Years Adi...The End of Nilai Life'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SID2N7Kuw_I/AAAAAAAAACc/PLibXOjmB8A/s72-c/Image(414).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-7244262713583387759</id><published>2008-07-05T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T18:46:06.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision</title><content type='html'>Last post I wrote is confusion, I had confused about whether want to go Australia or UK or stay in Malaysia. Now it is the time I had made my decision. My decision is going to Birmingham City University. However, I am not yet sure that whether I can go or not since I havent finish my diploma yet I havent get my VISA. It's very complicated to get VISA to UK, so please pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually after a week I wrote the previous post, my father suddenly called me and asked me about applying for studying in UK, then without a doubt, I replied him I already applied and just wait for their reply only. After that, I only realised that I am still thinking of want to go or not, but now, I told my father that I want to go already, so this decision I made without a proper thinking. Perhaps because my parents want me go studying at UK just after I told them last time when I went back home. So, now no regret, just hope everything will fine there lor....hhe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-7244262713583387759?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7244262713583387759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=7244262713583387759&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7244262713583387759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/7244262713583387759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/07/decision.html' title='Decision'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-1548413934583800510</id><published>2008-06-11T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:52:18.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>Actually this blog I cannot write it first since my UK university offer letter hven come yet but I write this blog now because I wanna keep the feeling which I will face when I wanna to decide to go UK or stay at Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I chatted with my friend and he told me that what will we do before I leave Nilai, go sing K, yamcha and etc. These things make me want to stay in Malaysia because there is a lot of things that make my heart to stay, a lot of memories and etc, which confuse my decision to go oversea. Haiz...If I stay, I can stay more longer with them and attending the church activities with my dear churchmates. Although in UK, I can also join their activities but in different situation and environment. A totally brand new life there, no bus can go bck home, just flight that can bring me home but cant go bck every semester break. This will confuse me to make decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont mean that I scare brand new life, but I just scare I cant suit the environment there, cold and the education is high level which I scare I cant follow up the syllabus. A lot of things that I have to consider before going there. Because of UK can give me good education, I choose to go there but......Haiz.....Only God will guide me.....Pray hard lor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I really need? A good education or good friendship? Stay here, I can stay longer with my dear friends, go oversea, I can get good education...What to choose? Remember last time when I came to Nilai, I got this kind of feeling too, feeling desparate, lonely, but fortunately I got my brother's friend here so he intro his frens to me so that I wont be lonely here. Therefore, I think that God arrange all of it, so God will also arrange a better way for me to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-1548413934583800510?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1548413934583800510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=1548413934583800510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1548413934583800510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/1548413934583800510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/06/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4812398945909638705</id><published>2008-06-09T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:08:16.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership Training Camp</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, I had attended a camp called leadership training camp as a counsellor at PJ church. This is my 1st time be a counsellor for my church so I was very tired after the camp. The theme for this camp is to train our junior youth of our church to be a good leader so that after they grow up, they can lead our church. This camp is just 3 days and 2 night camp, there is 43 students and 20 counsellor. You're not read wrongly, but is really 20 counsellors from 5 churches. Its too many counsellors there, is more than the counsellor for theolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the camp, actually I learn a lot of things, such as being a counsellor is not very easy, you had to wake up earlier than the participants and help to prepare the food for them and etc. In this camp, I had also joined the activities that the organizer arranged to the participants and to guild them to have fun in these activities. They're junior so they are so active until I have no energy after joining them but they still have the energy to play around. In this camp, I had also learned that before doing somethings, I have to do preparation. I was asked to arrange the transportation to the tressure hunt for the participants but because of my mistake in communication, I had made a driver come to church in early morning without nothing. Haiz...I really very sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the camp, I learned some activities that really very meaningful for teenagers today, and also me. The objective for these activities are to train the participants to be patience, responsible, reliable, confidence and etc. For example, there is a tressure hunt for this camp, in this tressure, you can see how the patience of the participants and the co-operation of them. While the leaders, in this game, you may see their responsible and reliable for their teamates. At this time, I was very tired because I had been long time I dint exercise but had to walk around the park to find the clues for the game. Now my leg is muscle-paining....haiz....But its quite fun la....hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I had hear my friend who is one of the counsellors and had experient doing counsellor told me that, this camp is the worst camp that he never joined because the objective for this camp is wrong already and the arrangement is also wrong. What is the real abojective for this camp? Is it to train to youth be a good leader in real world or in church? If it is in church, then the organizer should arrange more prayer session for the participants to pray for Holy Spirit, because the main requirement for being a leader in church is Holy Spirit, so the objective is wrong. While the counsellors are too many already until some counsellors joined this camp is just for fun and play or tackle girls only. Thinking of play, I think he was talking about me cause in this camp, I was playing around and not doing the work that a counsellor should do...I think....haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I think this camp is quite good but it still need improvement since it is the first time organised this camp. Such as rules and main objective should be clear. I shouldn't complain this camp since I was a newbie for being counsellor, but after listening to my friend, I realised that a counsellor is not that easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4812398945909638705?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4812398945909638705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4812398945909638705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4812398945909638705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4812398945909638705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/06/leadership-training-camp.html' title='Leadership Training Camp'/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-716023239998163028</id><published>2008-05-18T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T11:11:26.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;从来没有用华语来写部落格，今天就用华语来告诉你们我如今的心声吧。。。最近，四川的大地震、缅甸的大暴风、加上中国之前的雪灾和西藏的暴乱，令到世界的和平亮了红灯，难道这就是世界末日的征兆吗？以前，我们马来西亚的人民说：“马来西亚是一个和平、平安的国家，不会有天灾、地灾或人祸等等。”但是，无可否认，在前几年的年尾，马来西亚沿海地带都被海啸而侵列，虽然我国的死亡人数不比其他国家，如：苏门答腊、巴里岛...但这海啸是我国有史以来就大的天灾，也是我国人民认为不可能发生的天灾。所以，我们现在活在一个不平安的世界里，因此，我们应该互相帮助，捐出我们的爱心来帮助那些灾民吧，正如如果灾难发生在我们的身上时，我相信他们也会帮我们的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SDBvUZMWl6I/AAAAAAAAACE/M3caW_VQGzc/s1600-h/K3DUXCAMBV58HCALSX3X7CA985EASCAPHBMXICAXGO9HQCA18XRGTCA25KCMJCA932HYHCATJ4H4JCAPZR1U7CAXE73Z5CAZSMV8JCAF5YWG9CACYPW7BCA93KGIFCA62JX04CA0TF322CABI5O0SCAZ11VGQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201779965763688354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SDBvUZMWl6I/AAAAAAAAACE/M3caW_VQGzc/s320/K3DUXCAMBV58HCALSX3X7CA985EASCAPHBMXICAXGO9HQCA18XRGTCA25KCMJCA932HYHCATJ4H4JCAPZR1U7CAXE73Z5CAZSMV8JCAF5YWG9CACYPW7BCA93KGIFCA62JX04CA0TF322CABI5O0SCAZ11VGQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;前两个星期，我班上的一位来自缅甸的同学，在我们正在上课的时候，拿着一个箱子来到我们的班上向我们要捐款，因为那时缅甸遇到大风灾，没想到只过了一个星期，四川省的人民受到7.8级地震的折磨，直到现在，那些灾民还在折磨当中，令人担心不已。所谓：“患难见真情”，在这个灾难中，我们可以看到母爱的伟大，报章有报道说有位妈妈为了让她的孩子活下去，到死了还在哺乳她的婴孩。我看了这报章，我真的感动不已。也有一位老师，为了保护他的学生，用自己的身体来阻挡倒塌的建筑物压到学生，这也让我感动。所以啊，既然有人为了救人而牺牲了自己的生命，也在所不辞，那么为何我们不能捐出我们的少许来帮助他们那些还活着的呢。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;听到报导说现在活着的难民也正在受苦中，因为那里没水、没食物可喝、可食，所以为了生存，有些甚至喝尿和吃餐巾纸维生，如果换是我，我也会这样做。现&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SDBxKJMWl7I/AAAAAAAAACM/xe27rtWI-kg/s1600-h/U8K9CCAWX0JX2CAJXYVSSCA72BKLPCATHZ3TICAE5TWULCAGNRVMPCANR60F9CA2VK1YRCAYNNAUZCAWZ4ZF9CAW6E4P9CAH7IHJQCA0LTPXXCA2AL7TGCA1ZED0UCALV5N64CA7YIJJRCABT9YYLCAQ0MOFW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201781988693284786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SDBxKJMWl7I/AAAAAAAAACM/xe27rtWI-kg/s320/U8K9CCAWX0JX2CAJXYVSSCA72BKLPCATHZ3TICAE5TWULCAGNRVMPCANR60F9CA2VK1YRCAYNNAUZCAWZ4ZF9CAW6E4P9CAH7IHJQCA0LTPXXCA2AL7TGCA1ZED0UCALV5N64CA7YIJJRCABT9YYLCAQ0MOFW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;在，我们能做的，就是为他们祷告和捐款，或是捐出你们的爱心和力量，到灾区帮助这些无助的人民。在教会，执事倒在鼓励我们信徒捐款给那些难民，也鼓励我们要为他们祷告，求神帮助他们，所以就让我们捐出我们的爱心吧。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-716023239998163028?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/716023239998163028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=716023239998163028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/716023239998163028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/716023239998163028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SDBvUZMWl6I/AAAAAAAAACE/M3caW_VQGzc/s72-c/K3DUXCAMBV58HCALSX3X7CA985EASCAPHBMXICAXGO9HQCA18XRGTCA25KCMJCA932HYHCATJ4H4JCAPZR1U7CAXE73Z5CAZSMV8JCAF5YWG9CACYPW7BCA93KGIFCA62JX04CA0TF322CABI5O0SCAZ11VGQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-3583206411860790099</id><published>2008-05-08T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T13:47:30.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Recently, I was addicted to an online game so I always sleep at late of the night, however, I still manage to study and attending classes including morning classes...I was addicted until I have no time to concentrate in my final project and my life. Everytime when I was free or feel bored, I will start playing this online game. Last time, I always advise my friends who like to play online game to leave the computer, dont addict to this kind of online games but now, I was the one who addict to it...Its very funny right? How the creator of online game can manage to attract or let the gamer been "addicted" to it? I, as a player of it, also dunno why? But its really fun la...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, this kind of games such as, leveling or some kind of RPG games, I wont play so long 1 because I am an impatience guy who lazy to leveling my character until the end, every1 level high but just me, level low, so I will give up this game...thats me....Haha...Dunno this attitude is good or not...Perhaps good in something,bad in something...Impatience is the worst thing in my attitude, wanted to change but still the same. Anyway, thats me...I can only say that to comfort myself...haha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I also kept on searching about UK and Australia universities and I think it is the time to prepare a proposal to my dad who is my financial supplier. Just now, I already asked my senior who study at UK now about the life there and the burget at there...The currency of UK now are dropped so go to UK or Australia are the same...No different..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, I also busy with choir practice every weekend at my church so after service, I will attend the Youth Class and choir practising. Therefore, until the practice finish only I go bck to Nilai. Previous semester, when I came here, I actually have interest in choir practise but because of no people accompany me to go back to Nilai, so I just follow the other go back after the church service. Choir Practice increasing myy faith toward my God and the lyrics are meaningful to me so I start loving choir practising. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198109488851386482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="107" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SCNlChKTAHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/PfnlRTTc9wU/s320/choir.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blog is like a short diary where you can write your life and your feeling at blog. So I just write what I am feeling now so it will be quite messy with the arrangement of my sentences. Starting from 2nd semester, I have a nickname who given by a Indian guy at my class, this nickname is "SpongeBob". I dunno what he gave this nickname to me, perhaps because of I am softing and that day, I wore a yellow T-shirt that make him feel I am "spongebob". Start from that day, only he calling me this name, but until last 2 semester, he called me at class and let the lecturer hear it, so the lecturer start calling this nickname whenever he meet me, and so do some students at the class....Should I be happy with it? (-.-''') Therefore, if you have my friendster address, you will see 2 spongebob at my comment place, that is my fren post it there...Anyway, I dun mind it cause nickname is quite good because with this nickname, people will remember you for a long time, but if the nickname is very&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SCNkSRKTAFI/AAAAAAAAABs/GuVQmob6SsY/s1600-h/sponge2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198108659922698322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SCNkSRKTAFI/AAAAAAAAABs/GuVQmob6SsY/s320/sponge2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mean to it, stop calling the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SCNkDhKTAEI/AAAAAAAAABk/EN9SESs4m-Y/s1600-h/sponge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198108406519627842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SCNkDhKTAEI/AAAAAAAAABk/EN9SESs4m-Y/s320/sponge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nickname, ok? Think about the feeling of the person you are calling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-3583206411860790099?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3583206411860790099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=3583206411860790099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3583206411860790099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/3583206411860790099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/05/recently-i-was-addicted-to-online-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SCNlChKTAHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/PfnlRTTc9wU/s72-c/choir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4409077517982586422</id><published>2008-04-17T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T23:08:41.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night, while I wanna sleep, I dunno why I am keeping on thinking the word of "friendship". Everyone has friends, no wonder it is human or pet or a thing, friend is some kind of 'thing" that will make you happy or comfort. For me, the defination of friendship is those who understand you and will make you comfort and happy, and also believe each other...You would like to sacrify your time to give advices or help your friends and sometimes, share your problems to them...For me, every closed friends, I also can share my things to them...I don care what it is about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a friend have to sure that you are using your heart, truly heart, not just for some kind of benefits then only we make friends...That's wrong, it can hurt your friends who truely want to become your friends. Its like other form of "betraying"...I met 1 of this kind of friend, but perhaps I was misunderstand him, however, since he or she don give me an explanation although I gave him many chances, this make me think that he or she is not appreciate me...So watever...Make friends because of some benefits, thats truly A**hole....haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had also met 1 kind of friends, thats because they scare to "give out"( 付出）, so they scare to receive（接受) ...Friends give something to you mean that they want to share their things to you and they are really want to give out without repay back...Its true you know...But some will misunderstand me, thinking that I am so stingy and think that I want them to repay back to me...But I am not like that, I just wanna them to appreciate what I give out and remember me while I leave them...Thats all...Why people want to think this kind of way ler? yes, I admit that I sometimes, very stingy but that time I was out of burget, so I need to save money and very "annoy"...Haiz...Because they don understand me, so they misunderstood me...I told them before but still they wont remember and they are not trying to understand me either....While for me, I will keep on asking questions to my friends so that I can know more about them, but they think that I am annoying...Perhaps is my communication got problems kot...haha....Sorry lor....Paiseh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my lecturer told me in university, there is 2 type of lecturer, first one is those lecturers that very open-minded who can accept your complain and your critic with a humble heart. This kind of lecturers are good and if you meet this kind of lecturer, you will learn many things and you will become more interest at what they are teaching you. Another type is lecturers that cant accept your complain or critic, if you are not satisfying them or fight with them, your exam result will very dangerous...this type I called it as "small gas" lecturer, but if you want to get a good result, you can go find him and saying something nice to them like that lor....Pai ma pi...hehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me, there is 1 more type of lecturers that are very dangerous, that is those who pretending to be open-minded, asking your opinion or critics, but actually, they are not...They are actually belong to type B, small gas lecturers...I met one lecturer is like that, I told him the truth about the lecturers for our college, but after that, my result for their subjects, are not very high....although I put a lot of afford on it...still the same...dunno why this kind of people living at this world...haiz...suan ler ba...let it be...hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I write for today, I will continue to write my blog eventhough a few people come and really read my blog...I am here would like to thank to those who read my blog and give comments to me...I will appreciate what you all comment to me...thank...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4409077517982586422?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4409077517982586422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4409077517982586422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4409077517982586422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4409077517982586422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-night-while-i-wanna-sleep-i-dunno.html' title=''/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-5504510471900516847</id><published>2008-04-13T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:33:01.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJPeB7NYPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TqOOHvNtasg/s1600-h/s563506849_763827_6447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188797098015678706" style="CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJPeB7NYPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TqOOHvNtasg/s320/s563506849_763827_6447.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJPdx7NYOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/L96KMsUwtCA/s1600-h/n563506849_763816_3005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188797093720711394" style="WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJPdx7NYOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/L96KMsUwtCA/s320/n563506849_763816_3005.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJQLB7NYRI/AAAAAAAAABE/KTk2WPsePSE/s1600-h/s563506849_763838_98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188797871109792018" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="127" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJQLB7NYRI/AAAAAAAAABE/KTk2WPsePSE/s320/s563506849_763838_98.jpg" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I saw my friend's photo which they post at friendster or facebook, it make me feel jealous about my friends who study at oversea and I hope I can go the place they are now studying or staying. Like one of my friend is now staying at Canada and she took a lot of photos which record her life at Cananda...Wow, it's owesome....snow, beautiful park, old building or historical building which are gorgeous and etc....After I saw this kind of pictures, I really wanted to go to Canada for studying or living there (this is impossible), because in Malaysia, I think you cant find out a beautiful park or historical building that are gorgeous and especially you are impossible to see snow droping from the sky, perhaps in the future I can see it since our weather now is changing....because of our ozone layers are getting thinner....So love the nature guys....haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJQKx7NYQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kDmUYQB-JCU/s1600-h/s563506849_763830_7463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188797866814824706" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="129" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJQKx7NYQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kDmUYQB-JCU/s320/s563506849_763830_7463.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJPdx7NYNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QBFNwH3WVUw/s1600-h/n563506849_763813_2114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188797093720711378" style="WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="180" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJPdx7NYNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QBFNwH3WVUw/s320/n563506849_763813_2114.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I got the chance to go oversea study since my father told me that he want to send me to oversea study, but the problems are I am now confusing about should I change my course to chemical engineering or continue to take mechanical engineering for my degree after I graduate my diploma in mechanical....The fact I confuse is if I do my degree in chemical, I have to spend 3 years for my degree, meanwhile, if I do my degree in mechanical, I have only to spend 2 years to complete it....But I more like chemical engineering than mechanical....Sommore the university which can let me study chemical engineering are quite a few and most of these university are not closed my church, True Jesus Church....So I really donno how to choose....Let my God to decide....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJRSR7NYUI/AAAAAAAAABc/CRgrDa3Yr7g/s1600-h/images1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188799095175471426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJRSR7NYUI/AAAAAAAAABc/CRgrDa3Yr7g/s320/images1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJRSB7NYSI/AAAAAAAAABM/Q7QAg3jPugw/s1600-h/35YNECAXI6V70CAPFM7J7CA9V71MNCA3PQ5C6CAFP9U6XCAZAXN42CAQCWNODCADOIBF8CA30HTMDCAGM4VWWCAQHEP3UCA12Y5Z8CAZ3NY21CA88VWZXCANW81PICAM0AKF6CADRRAGYCAPPCMZ1CA4HYFZR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188799090880504098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJRSB7NYSI/AAAAAAAAABM/Q7QAg3jPugw/s320/35YNECAXI6V70CAPFM7J7CA9V71MNCA3PQ5C6CAFP9U6XCAZAXN42CAQCWNODCADOIBF8CA30HTMDCAGM4VWWCAQHEP3UCA12Y5Z8CAZ3NY21CA88VWZXCANW81PICAM0AKF6CADRRAGYCAPPCMZ1CA4HYFZR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJRSB7NYTI/AAAAAAAAABU/2JfoW9aQKIo/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188799090880504114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJRSB7NYTI/AAAAAAAAABU/2JfoW9aQKIo/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, as I told you previous blog, I like to go UK than Australia, but now, I dont care already since anywhere are the same...2 years at Uk cost about 200k, it's also same at australia...So its not the big deal....haha....So its just depend on my father lor, since the money is from him not from myself...haha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-5504510471900516847?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5504510471900516847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=5504510471900516847&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5504510471900516847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/5504510471900516847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-i-saw-my-friends-photo-which-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/SAJPeB7NYPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TqOOHvNtasg/s72-c/s563506849_763827_6447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-4635521843849664417</id><published>2008-04-02T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T10:06:41.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a few weeks I dint update my blog, but eventhough I update, I think few people will come and read my blog. However, I still continue writing blog since its a good thing or good way to kill my leisure time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just came back to Nilai from my hometown last saturday by car, Proton Iswara Aeroback, since I had 2 weeks holidays...Its a old car already but as it can move, I already appreciate liao lor....In this 2 weeks holidays, most of the time I just stay at home la, only i will go out yam cha when my friends ask me go...Meanwhile, I also used 1 day of my holidays spending at clubbing...This is my 1st time go the clubbing, my friends ask me to go there since I never go clubbing be4...In the clubbing house (the name is Mois), there was crowded you know, wanna find a table to put our alcohol also cannot, after a few minutes, we only can use a little space corner to put our things. As my friends told me before, the music was aloud until my heart was follow the tempo of the music...Inside there, my friends started dance liao la, then only I start dance....Haha....Cant imagine how I dance ler....I also dunno how I dance pun....hehe....After I drank some alcohol, I dance more "open" and my body is totally follow the music and I cant control it...Dance, dance, dance....until 3am in the morning, the clubbing house wanna closed liao so we came out la...But 1 of my friends, girl 1 wor, was totally drunk until unconsciously...Only I can tell you her "taufu" was eaten by a guy from 1 of us....Not me har....Another guy who go in the clubbing house with us....I cant do anything with him since....haiz....whatever la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I brought her back to my friends apartment with my other friends, she is starting shout "Ah~~~~Ah~~~~~Ah~~~~" sound....Walao, people hear it also 'beh syok"....But I dun care since I got a little bite drunk liao so....I slept....Until next morning, I drave my car back to my house lor....Here I wanna tell you especially girls, if you wanna go to clubbing, can, but dun drink until drunk...Its very dangerous...Or if you wanna drunk, can, go with the friends that you are trusted the most, if can, girls friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before I come back to Nilai, I attend my friend's grandpa' funeral...But when I saw my friend, she is smiling at me and all my friends are gathered there and just like we are having gathering there...Its this good??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la...this is about my holiday la...Quite boring ler....Nothing much happen at my hometown la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-4635521843849664417?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4635521843849664417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=4635521843849664417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4635521843849664417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/4635521843849664417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-been-few-weeks-i-dint-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136370946402255380.post-8593762103388973959</id><published>2008-03-07T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T10:56:52.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2day, I went to KL, Time Square to buy something, actually I want to buy a present for my father since last 2 days is his birthday but I cant celebrate with him. And also I went there with my friend who study at MMU, and he is my hometown friend to buy a present for our friend whose birthday is coming soon. Then we met at Bandar Tasek Selatan KTM station, after that go Time Square together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we walked around to find out a present which is suitable to our friend for birthday present, we found out that we are lazy to buy a present so we just decide to pay him a meal and cake lor. And we also plan to bring him go clubbing since 'we" never been there before. After that my friend suggested to me that he wanna go sing K, so we went to Sg.Wang Plaza de Green Box but unfortunately. there was fulled room already. Then we dint give up, so we went to Lawyat Plaza de Red Box, we walked around the plaza many times but still cant find the location of Red Box, after a long time, finally we found it out but......haiz....nid to wait 2 hours time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To kill our waiting time, we just walk around Sg.wang Plaza to see got thing to buy onot lor....at that time, I just bought a collar shirt onli....haiz....but actually I already bought a watch which cost me about 350, so I have no despire to buy clothes that more that rm50, since now is not the "sales" period so I jz can buy a shirt onli lor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After singing K at Red Box, we just went bck to our place lor...That is our journey today....Just now, I just read my friend's blog, the friend who went with me, I'm now only know that he met a lot of problems that I don't know becoz I dint read his blog before....what I'm thinking now is if I read his blog just after he wrote his blog, then I can comfort him or advise him or suggest him in his problems....But now, its too late, just like Justin Timberlake sing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that if my friends meet problems, I can help them to solve their problems, but iif they dont tell me, I wont know, so I really hope that my friends can tell me their problems when they need help...I am here is not forcing all my friends to do so, I jz mean that "if they need"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his blog, he said that he was hoping that the time can reverse to the time we (our hometown and secondary classmate) been together....This made me remind back the time we are all together, doing the Moral projects that we all pretending doing the public services such as throw the rubbish, clean the playground and etc....Together palying around the playground like children, talking nonsense and rubbish things, arguing, pe li (satirize) each other and many thing else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the CNY last few week, my friend had said 1 word that make me remind somethings that every1 of my friends, the only thing that impress their mind deeply about me is I had been arguing with them before...And they were angry with me that time, but who knows that, now we are best friends...Perhaps this is called "yuan fen"....Eventhough the friend that I hadnt contact for a long long time, the thing that make them remind about me is I had argued with them before...Haha....Now only you know that I m a hot temper with bad EQ while I was in secondary school, that means only my hometown friends can stand my attitude for many years, so I really really appreciate them....Now my temper is better a lot bcoz of my best friends who always correct my attitude while we are chatting....Haha....So do you have such friends in your life? If not, get one or two or each a group also okey 1...haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, tats enough for this blog, hoping you all wont feel bored about it....Goodluck....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3136370946402255380-8593762103388973959?l=louisblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8593762103388973959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3136370946402255380&amp;postID=8593762103388973959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8593762103388973959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3136370946402255380/posts/default/8593762103388973959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisblogs.blogspot.com/2008/03/2day-i-went-to-kl-time-square-to-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>Louis Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00519907260641145032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbPW58inVpw/S0KCKJaGduI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nrdQZglurnc/S220/23122009105.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
