<?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-3585514200803125675</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:50:34.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeecheng-feverworld</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3269356292564059291</id><published>2010-07-21T02:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T02:26:55.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last post by The Banker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/TEXoeerrX7I/AAAAAAAADWg/dQrgIHSazE0/s1600/dond_thebanker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/TEXoeerrX7I/AAAAAAAADWg/dQrgIHSazE0/s320/dond_thebanker.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496054530605539250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;The last post by The Banker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This will probably be the last blog post in this blog link, I’m not sure if I will start a new blog anytime soon but if I do, I’m sure by that time it will be a new me after a small transformation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;  "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another 6 months time, I will be graduating from poly and proceed on to National service. If I will to conclude my poly life in just one word to describe I will say “Banker” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;  "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Whenever the banker bet, it either he win a lot more or lose a lot more as compare to those players. I have gain a lot and I lost a lot as well, I used to thought of myself as person with great power of control in life, as a leader that no others can compare that filled me up with unbeatable confident. Wow! And I’m so glad to realize all this self acknowledge confidents have been totally destroy and re-mould again with something extra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And when the banker lost, he lost to his own image, relationship, being flirtatious and leading no integrity of life. Whenever there’s someone better, instantly I thought I could get someone better, thinking how good it would be if my girlfriend can be like this girl, that girl and this girl. How good it would be if she’s like this, like that and like this. And instantly, I will want this girl, that girl and many more. Simply, I want to flirt with lots of girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just then when I lost everything, then I remember to ask myself “What good do I expect for myself? And what does she expect from me?” I’m simply destroying my own life, flooding myself with endless sin and joy from the devils, giving in to temptations which just happen in spilt second! My entire dream could just be blown away by giving in to devils!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;  "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After all the downward of life for a good few months, my mentors give their hands to me that pull me up and train me in every area and challenge me. Finally I’m awake! Area of life did improve and one left untouched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I still prefer to play around, flirt around and I told her I’m sorry that I couldn’t change. I have read books on practicing right values on relationship, watch lots of enrichment video, everyday I’m washing my brain off! And I come to sense realizing something. The real struggle comes when right value and skills are being put to practice. Yes! I’m practicing! And it also a torture when emotions and thoughts clashes, being indecisive of what decision to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; I’m just so close to made it! Though I’m still struggling, but I know I can become pure again because my dream is just so worthwhile and big to lose to the devil and giving in to temptation, which I can’t afford to. Just a little more time and I will be able to cross the winning line. Wait for me.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If I’m ever going to open a new blog again, that would be the time when I’m at a new stage of life that has already brought me to a higher height. Thank you for all this ups and downs, all this lesson learnt would be much better than hunting for treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Sign off.&lt;br /&gt;Yee Cheng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-3269356292564059291?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3269356292564059291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3269356292564059291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3269356292564059291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3269356292564059291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-post-by-banker.html' title='The last post by The Banker'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/TEXoeerrX7I/AAAAAAAADWg/dQrgIHSazE0/s72-c/dond_thebanker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5429528832647503767</id><published>2010-02-10T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T02:22:10.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing the reverse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/S3KQ6-DoX_I/AAAAAAAADWY/L2DUmua1oOw/s1600-h/optical_illusion_24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436567042954649586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/S3KQ6-DoX_I/AAAAAAAADWY/L2DUmua1oOw/s320/optical_illusion_24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Knowing the reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done before any survey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true you think you have answered those questions in the survey? Even though some surveys don’t even require you to write down your name or any other particular, for example, do you have sex even before you are age 18? HAHAHAA!  I believe not all will answer this question properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is this, how do you get the most truthful and accurate answers from others in order to complete your own make up “survey”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is, “caught” them unaware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I always pop up with some questions regarding human behavior and views towards human’s relationship and stuffs and so to know the most truthful and accurate answer, I have to first “not knowing” anything then they are willing to tell you or even the way you direct the conversation with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of doing all this allows me to know and understand how people actually think and the transparency of each individual, it allow you to access into their thinking and mind set and most importantly, the answer you get from them come out IN NO TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper work or online survey actually allow people to think, thus the answer given are usually logically right or morally right, in other words, the accuracy of the answer is only 10%. Answer that comes with no thinking time, accuracy of the answer can easily hit up to 85%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the bottom line, how truthful I am or you while you went to understand others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5429528832647503767?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5429528832647503767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5429528832647503767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5429528832647503767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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worth'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-2739923554334109070</id><published>2009-12-14T22:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:09:51.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>戴老师的讲座</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SyZNvc45NlI/AAAAAAAADWQ/9mHH4CZ7bJc/s1600-h/drdai2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415101079563613778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SyZNvc45NlI/AAAAAAAADWQ/9mHH4CZ7bJc/s320/drdai2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;戴老师的讲座&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;又是有很长的一段时间没上博客了，也在这一段时间里发生了很多事。但最开心的是，我终于有机会上戴晨志博士（戴老师）的讲座！！也读了戴老师的书作几年了，一直都在默默的希望戴老师能来到新加坡，昨天我终于盼到了！也真让我听出耳油 ！戴老师以很幽默的方式术说如何以爱让孩子更优秀，以下是我昨天记下的一点小笔记&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 好习惯就从不习惯做起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 专注&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 成败靠用心，输赢靠细心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 用眼看见特殊，用笔记录情怀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 让孩子有法现力的眼睛很重要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 时间花在哪里，成就就在那里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 鼓励孩子勇敢参加各项比赛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 完成比赛，就是战胜自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 别对孩子说“你不可能做到！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 别对孩子说“你太天真了”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 如果默生人都会为你的孩子打气和鼓励，那身为父母的你为何不能呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 打和骂，真的有比要吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 若是用真心做出的事，“精神”将会永在！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 孩子的每一早晨都一定要起得很开心，并起期待每一天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 孩子的每一晚都一定要睡得很香！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 多接纳孩子的《不圆满》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 父母一定不能吹毁孩子的梦想！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 只有父母能把孩子捧在手心上，放上天空看看世界！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 学习可以很有趣！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 别对自己的母指头吝啬了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 就连铁人也会掉眼泪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: Listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O: overlook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: Effort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听了戴老师的讲座，还真的深受感触，并在我的笔记写下了最后一句话。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;如果爱是一种感动，哪感动又是什么？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3585514200803125675-2739923554334109070?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2739923554334109070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=2739923554334109070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2739923554334109070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2739923554334109070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='戴老师的讲座'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SyZNvc45NlI/AAAAAAAADWQ/9mHH4CZ7bJc/s72-c/drdai2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-59922773916223241</id><published>2009-10-08T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:12:42.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ss4KItx2-1I/AAAAAAAADWA/jhjo3-Keorg/s1600-h/dream.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390256948853013330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ss4KItx2-1I/AAAAAAAADWA/jhjo3-Keorg/s320/dream.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Finally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happen to have a chance to share with my friend what kind of life I want to have, in fact, I have share with a lot others as well but it alot more detail this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, just right before I went out with Donald, I had a small argument with my mum telling her that I didn’t have interest in my religion anymore or it just that I didn’t have the heart to commit myself. I found myself to be very self centre, caring what I want to be and to have. I deny myself to be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum said that my dad career may be on edge of danger and I’m not concern about it at all, he have been working in this line for nearly 20 years and now the boss are like pressing a lot on him, as if it a sign of chasing him away by putting pressure on him. What is giving concern?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the best out of it, strive for my future, giving no worry to my parent. That the kind of concern I’m giving. My family style of communicating is very much of the old tradition type; we care in heart but not on mouth. Seeing him so wear out at the end of the day as well as my mum, growing white hair, I know in my heart that only I can bring them out for a good life, together with my brother. Maybe I’m putting too much focus on this, eventually, I care and commit lesser to my religion and now it ain’t my priority anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told this friend of mine that a complete life to me is when I can enjoy financial freedom, a house of my own desire design, a lovely wife and with lovely children. Going holiday 3 times a year, driving my favorite car, enjoying foods all around, weekday are happy hour with colleague, Friday are husband and wife dating, Saturday are play with children day and Sunday will be family day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends said to me this “dream on dude!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was asking them that didn’t they hope their life to be like this? and their replied is that they don’t dare and willing to have their future dream to be that beautiful because it not being practical at all. OH! So the fact that they don’t dare to dream and not because it can’t be realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why scare to dream big and beautiful when you feel like it? Why should your dream be tie down by life reality? Why don’t you try to picture your dream life and put it to work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream beautifully and I won’t shut my dream off because of how bad my friends told me off, because by that time, even if your real life ain’t totally what i dream of, at least, I’m near to it. At least I live the way I feel about it. SO! If you don’t dream, then you WON’T even be near of it and you live just like anybody else out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a guy that live without worry, I don’t worry that I won’t be happy because I live the best out of it, if one day I’m going to stop living like this, that the day I die. And most probably the last sentence I’m going to say is I have never regret living like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream is the start of the platform to life reality. A man with no dream is very much like a dead man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-59922773916223241?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/59922773916223241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=59922773916223241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/59922773916223241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/59922773916223241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ss4KItx2-1I/AAAAAAAADWA/jhjo3-Keorg/s72-c/dream.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-1680070135265905539</id><published>2009-08-06T01:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T02:06:05.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passive learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SnnIJyNmF0I/AAAAAAAADV4/LDnJvPkKrAI/s1600-h/painful-ice-skating-fall-efc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366540501411829570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SnnIJyNmF0I/AAAAAAAADV4/LDnJvPkKrAI/s320/painful-ice-skating-fall-efc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adult fall down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SnnGf4riAgI/AAAAAAAADVw/6aeYyC41o4s/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366538682081870338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SnnGf4riAgI/AAAAAAAADVw/6aeYyC41o4s/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kid fall down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Passive Learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can we tell by comparing this two photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both photo show that they fall, but what's the difference and how can we link them to learning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the difference is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a kid fall, they will stand up again and continue running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when an adult fall, they will look around and pretend nothing happen, making sure that nobody realize them and say "I aint do that shit again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from - Anthony Robbins (life coach)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3585514200803125675-1680070135265905539?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1680070135265905539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=1680070135265905539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1680070135265905539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1680070135265905539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/passive-learning.html' title='Passive learning'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SnnIJyNmF0I/AAAAAAAADV4/LDnJvPkKrAI/s72-c/painful-ice-skating-fall-efc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-1448029873515336220</id><published>2009-07-08T02:07:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:44:51.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>遗失的快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SlS-xqqcRsI/AAAAAAAADVo/S9dqLErTpns/s1600-h/praying.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356115617325532866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SlS-xqqcRsI/AAAAAAAADVo/S9dqLErTpns/s320/praying.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;遗失的快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感觉好像好久好久都没打从心底快乐起来，突然有这样的想法。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;长时间以来，我都只顾着自己的“成长”而忘了心灵上的需要。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说实在的，其实我只是在隐藏着自己心灵所需而以。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“自我”的感觉真的好累喔，有 “道”多好。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老母啊，请你“去我罪恶与业账，换我私心回本来”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人世间啊，你真的让我淘醉又痛苦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-1448029873515336220?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1448029873515336220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=1448029873515336220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1448029873515336220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1448029873515336220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='遗失的快乐'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SlS-xqqcRsI/AAAAAAAADVo/S9dqLErTpns/s72-c/praying.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5040864225382952208</id><published>2009-06-21T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:44:54.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Building happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Sj5ipgT_pzI/AAAAAAAADSQ/1CyokD7QVus/s1600-h/777727698_561ca5c6cf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349821872550684466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Sj5ipgT_pzI/AAAAAAAADSQ/1CyokD7QVus/s320/777727698_561ca5c6cf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Maybe they know the answer to happiness.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Building your happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I pay you $150 and I want you to make me happy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I buy you whatever you want, I will give you all I have and I only want you to give me happiness.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You are my only happiness, don’t ever leave me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, for all the 3 choices above. Choose one that you think that will give you real happiness, if it really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are big parts of the population outside fighting for their happiness; some even spend their whole life searching for it. I believe everybody have different meaning to their real happiness. Some believe in finding happiness in GOD, some believe in money and a lot more such as true love, luxuries, hot babe, eating, having children. ETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember reading a book or hearing someone told me before which I can’t really remember where I learn from saying “When you depend on someone or something for your real happiness, prepare to feel sad and disappointed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote above has to depend on your view to believe whether it true or not and I personally believe it. At the same time I also want to know, who and what give me the real happiness. Ask yourself, have you found your happiness? Who / what is it that gives you this real happiness. And my next question is “Does this real happiness of yours stays?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what if it disappears one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am reading this book, people person by John C. Maxwell, he say “The happiest people are those who have invested time in others. The unhappiest people are those who wonder how the world is going to make them happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl Menninger, the great psychiatrist, was asked what a lonely, unhappy person should do. He said, “Lock the door behind you, go across the street, find someone who is hurting, and help them.” Forget about yourself to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your definition to happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy calling a few friends out to chill for a coffee to enjoy some wind and do some chatting and catch up. Taking in a few deep breath and PHEWWWW, it makes me feel that all the breath that I took in and breathe it out are all stresses and pressure, then relaxation live in me. Sometimes thinking, am I taking the right path to happiness? And where am I heading to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people out there, let me share my thoughts with you but I’m not sure if I’m right. Some of you may live a very busy life style or some will live a normal one and some even a lifeless one, do remember to come a point of thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What am I doing in my life, are all this really going to bring me something special?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s life really all about? And how does it even help me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, everyone have their own definition of being happy for life. Some can found happiness in doing dessert? Or by doing a small business just to get a living and own a happy family. And that all they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a conclusion, it important for you to know and understand what you want and by looking back for all you are doing now, are you moving toward to your desire? See your VISION for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tips for the day:&lt;/span&gt; A real happiness doesn’t leave you even after your death because it suppose to live in your soul and mind. If it does, I guess you got the wrong one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3585514200803125675-5040864225382952208?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5040864225382952208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5040864225382952208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5040864225382952208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5040864225382952208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/building-happiness.html' title='Building happiness'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Sj5ipgT_pzI/AAAAAAAADSQ/1CyokD7QVus/s72-c/777727698_561ca5c6cf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-2484090697406161631</id><published>2009-06-05T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:25:34.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Sikqx1DFPUI/AAAAAAAADSI/PrrAfMHs2wA/s1600-h/mirror.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343849468393766210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Sikqx1DFPUI/AAAAAAAADSI/PrrAfMHs2wA/s320/mirror.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear Yee Cheng,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, long time no see. Have yet to chat with you for a long long time, how are you? doing great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how busy you are and didn't have time for yourself. Haha! and you are still doing the same thing and attitude towards your study huh? Sleep sleep sleep!! Sleep somemore la, in lecture and in tutorial!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy with CCa, meeting, friends and playing as such and what about me?? You used to take some time to talk to me, but no more for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know you have miss out quite alot for important stuffs? you know they are good for you but you avoid it, neglect it. You may seems to feel that what you have is the best for your life now, but are you sure? are you really sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this common test, take out some time to spend with your love one and take out some time for your own and a few more those important stuffs that will do good for your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't forget about me yeah? Good Luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Yee Cheng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-2484090697406161631?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2484090697406161631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=2484090697406161631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2484090697406161631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2484090697406161631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/myself.html' title='myself'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Sikqx1DFPUI/AAAAAAAADSI/PrrAfMHs2wA/s72-c/mirror.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-1400139280639345635</id><published>2009-05-15T01:57:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:16:43.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update of meme! Yee Cheng</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Update of meme! Yee Cheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it have been donkey years since I last update my blog because I have really busy for camps and club stuffs. Wooohoo! But I think I seriously enjoy all my time that I have spend in primers, though it tiring and it get a little stress up but it all worth!! Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that I told my secondary school teacher who ask me back to NCC to help out and I say no to him, since the time is up and so I should close off this sky of mine and start a new one. So here I am in primers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primers is a very different club compare to others and of course different from NCC, I use to shout, to scold, to pump and to be as ridicules as I can be. And all this didn’t happen in Primers, because it feel like a big family though ranking and position does still matters but it not as bad like others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From CCA Fiesta, to welcome party, to Primers orientation camp and to now, we are preparing for NDP’09. WoW! It going to be my second time taking part in NDP, it seriously fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been going through all that I have mentions above together with my girlfriend and other close friends. After the camp, for those who isn’t so close in the past, we are now much closer than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realize that, I love to mention about my past more often, maybe because those time are my most memorable days whereby troubles ain’t trouble, worry ain’t worry. But now troubles are trouble and worry are worries. I think it only when I go to Primers that allow me to get close to my “friends and family” and a place where status and ranking doesn’t matter. I can be whoever I am, a club that open their big door to everyone and together with my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m now in year 2 poly, in a new class and with new group of classmate. They are really nice people to know and they are simply fun! Hope we can bond even more as time goes by yeah???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times flies, have already been 7 months together with my girlfriend, she have always treating me well and recently there is something that she does and make me feel so touched because I thought only my mum will did that to me? Hmmm, thanks girlfriend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please do remind me that very soon I will really need to start studying can? Someone just remind me. Hahaa!! So far ever since school start I have not been listening to lecture at all, all thanks to Clifford. He has been such a nice person to chat and talk crap with. Hahaha! as well as Syfiq and Calvin that taught me how to play poker card. Lols!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing is that I am really not active in my youth group anymore, really not like before. It always when I’m involved is club that makes me neglect my youth group. But I can’t blame the club because I choose to be like this. How sia? Lols!! It always gives and takes I think because no matter what, I only have 24 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I will really regret what I have let go or not cherish it but so far, I like what I’m in right now. Busy with club, studies, friends, girlfriend, my own leisure, and family, beside this I think I also need some time for my own self right? To take a break so to prepare for another new week that is going to come. I think it reasonable so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright alright, in conclusion, I’m enjoying my life and the sad thing is that I didn’t have enough money to spend and because money can never be enough for me. But still, in time of financial crisis, girlfriend will always be there to tata~ help me out in some way, don’t worry :) when this happen to you, I will help you also J heh! Enjoy some photos that I have post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yee Cheng :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some FUN photo to share - NP- BB Primers :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxdLm7lUuI/AAAAAAAADP4/59GMRL4pubE/s1600-h/DSC08134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335742112537596642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxdLm7lUuI/AAAAAAAADP4/59GMRL4pubE/s320/DSC08134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sexy eh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335742861042721122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Sgxd3LVHIWI/AAAAAAAADQA/nqYJlm5ZmDM/s320/DSC08244.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Reach out to the heart of public ( Garbage man )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335743588185646482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxehgJfpZI/AAAAAAAADQI/xEcit0WMJec/s320/DSC08294.JPG" border="0" /&gt; kena pour by stepping on land mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335744211473475538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxfFyE5J9I/AAAAAAAADQQ/5a72QRxHQNo/s320/DSC08384.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Both are Female :) sure sure??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335744485187945122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxfVtvggqI/AAAAAAAADQY/LIrb4pWi7wY/s320/IMG_0675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My best friend favourite post 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335746011574076898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Sgxguj-UheI/AAAAAAAADQg/tsnYL7a0-fc/s320/P1000766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Favourite post 2. AGAIN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335747604630010770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxiLSkc-5I/AAAAAAAADQo/BBkvf-Ww5H0/s320/P1000755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My silly friend, clifford! That childish face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335748567733747202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxjDWaRvgI/AAAAAAAADQw/hY-vENskg6E/s320/P1000839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My girlfriend and Fann day dreaming ah? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335750197809323810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxkiO6lHyI/AAAAAAAADQ4/4X7p9ID_-LE/s320/P1000894.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It have been 1 year since i last kayat! Victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335751152471917010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxlZzT4QdI/AAAAAAAADRA/fVJP9pWuk2Q/s320/P1000991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NP-BB Primers' captain "Daniel Kalai" Grow his hair after donkey years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335752100979212866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxmRAxpAkI/AAAAAAAADRI/tCmUTQsAusw/s320/P1010160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yo! It Taino In the HOUSE!!!! TAINO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335753058148681858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxnIugoCII/AAAAAAAADRQ/W2My8uEsH9E/s320/P1010163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TAINO GLs! Yee Cheng &amp;amp; Jessie , My First Camp Partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335754138177107794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxoHl7d91I/AAAAAAAADRY/Dly3lk-xEJk/s320/P1010206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TAINO !! Take 1 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335755254403495506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxpIkMk9lI/AAAAAAAADRg/aN__Lm5JITQ/s320/P1010207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TAINO!! Take 2 :) Jump Shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335756330366322882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxqHMeGyMI/AAAAAAAADRo/hu2Uj2bYNRY/s320/P1010209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CADDO! Girlfriend and Shaun :) 2010 Take 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335757607709833298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxrRi8h-FI/AAAAAAAADRw/lk9pvXbA3Gg/s320/P1010210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CADDO!! 2009 team! Take 2 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335758841103755378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxsZVsjqHI/AAAAAAAADR4/ATW5XLEMutA/s320/P1010218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NP-BB Primers Family :) 2009 / 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335759089490701298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxsnzAnq_I/AAAAAAAADSA/O2oAXs7UYOo/s320/P1140309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Primers Outing to SENTOSA - Best photo shot i have ever take :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-1400139280639345635?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1400139280639345635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=1400139280639345635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1400139280639345635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1400139280639345635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-of-meme-yee-cheng.html' title='update of meme! Yee Cheng'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SgxdLm7lUuI/AAAAAAAADP4/59GMRL4pubE/s72-c/DSC08134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-7374922137502351231</id><published>2009-04-10T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:30:15.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey friends, I realize it not easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Sd8BVEJs0jI/AAAAAAAADOI/Cpq5L205EKA/s1600-h/philosophy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322974745978524210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Sd8BVEJs0jI/AAAAAAAADOI/Cpq5L205EKA/s320/philosophy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hey friends, I realize it not easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It nearly one month since i last blog, have been quite busy with club stuffs and events and of course enjoying my holiday. It have been very fruitful to say and now it left another 10 days for school to start. Times seriously flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch some interesting movies during this holiday which really motivate me to blog about it but i didn't have the strenght to do so, I don't know why too. Movies like DEPARTURE and KNOWING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted my blog to be in the way i want by having meaningful posts for me and people who read to feel and learn something, but now it seems to change. I ain't have anymore or very few of it to share. I'm getting more lazy i think or i should say i'm losing motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey friends, I realize it seriously not easy to live up to the philosophy of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt anger, I left sad, I left happy, I left excited, I felt nervous, I felt worry, I felt lousy, I left overjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is how am i going to apply the philosophy of life in me when i feel unhappy about something? The answer is NONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human, the only animal who have the most different kind of emotions in life and the problem is when we feel sad, we tend to dwell in it, we tend to do nothing about it to change this emotion. We listen nothing and no postive thought are coming in until we choose to do so. Everything seems wrong at that moment, WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this so? I share with you guys something interesting, this interesting example happen in our daily life but i guess no one realize this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, your friend is sad over something and you are the one comforting your friend and tell him or her everything isn't that bad and cheering your friend up. You are able to think of hundred and one way of theory, reasoning and methods just to cheer your friend up. You finally did it, and you also know why is your friend feeling sad, because he / she had just fail the exam paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the same thing happen to YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that you are the one who is able to think of hundred and one way to cheer your friend up, so are you able to have your hundred and one way to cheer yourself up? OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You most probably need some other people to cheer you up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human, a weird but most intelligent life form. That why, we are complex. We tend to dwell into something that isn't good for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are happy, the sky seems to be blue and clear because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are sad, even if the sky seems to be blue and clear you will blame the sky why is it still blue and clear? are they trying to mock at you? Everything doesn't seems right, not even the air you breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same for me, because i'm just a human after all. By the time you read until here, you will get to feel a little confuse why are we behaving in this way? but after a short time you will realize this is why human, us, need to have support, need encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy of life are suppose to make our life feel better, feel more positive thus influencing everyone else on earth so to make this a better world to be. I tried, but it seems to be hard, difficult. But of course, i'm able to manage myself better than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Friends, emotions are only a tools that allow us to feel that this world is full of colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are tools to let us know what's right, what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are tools to let us feel love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never allow emotions to took control over us because once it does, Everything goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share another story with you, my friends out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this man who work as a stock analysis, as you know stock analysis is one of the most nerve taking job because this second it could raise, the next second it could drop. It a very challening job that you could go very mad and crazy but it doens't seems to affect him whenever he reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, he was real sad for what have happen in this work, so the boss decide to hold a meeting at 8pm and no one is allow to skip. His friend wanted to drive him out for a dinner together but he request to go home to have dinner and ask if his friend can come and drive him back to the company an hour later? his friend agree and start driving him home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He get out of the car and walk toward his house, his friend start to feel weird for what he is going to do. He stop infront of a tree and started talking to the tree and he did an action as if it like taking out a wreath and hang onto the tree, then he walk back into his home. His friend feel very weird about it and drove off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as he walk back home, the man start to have a very fun time together with his family, there is laughter, smile, playing and fooling around and follow by a great dinner together with his wife and children. He took a qiuck bathe and a good bye kiss for his wife and children before walking out of his home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here come his friend driving him back to the company, he walk back to the tree and started talking to the tree again and this time he do the same action as if it like taking the wreath from the tree and wear it back on himself again and he walk back to his friend car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend didn't understand and ask why are you talking to the tree and make such weird action?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told the his friend this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am unhappy with what happen today, whether it stress, anger or whatever it is that make me unhappy, i didn't want to bring all this emotions back home and causes my wife and children to feel sad as well. So before stepping back home, i will always have all my burden being hang on the tree and totally enjoy my time with my family. Till the time i have to work again, i will carry all this burden back to it and started working again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;It 6months today :)  I love you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-7374922137502351231?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7374922137502351231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=7374922137502351231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7374922137502351231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7374922137502351231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-friends-i-realize-it-not-easy.html' title='Hey friends, I realize it not easy'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Sd8BVEJs0jI/AAAAAAAADOI/Cpq5L205EKA/s72-c/philosophy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-4291207368072670536</id><published>2009-03-21T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:41:03.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor with a soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/ScPEh0pW9pI/AAAAAAAADOA/ghzWellDFEw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315308070574159506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/ScPEh0pW9pI/AAAAAAAADOA/ghzWellDFEw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Doctor with a soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I end my 3 weeks attachment. Friends and I was really damn slack today, partly because we only have 3 patients in the male cubicle as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously speaking, I dislike this profession at times but I do have times that I enjoy it too. It disgusts me whenever I see pool of feces, saliva and discharge from the patient’s body and mouth. But come to think of it, do they want to be like this? They don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the fourth attachment I have for this one whole year. Three of it are at NUH itself and 1 of it was at nursing home and polyclinic. No doubt that I got touched by the patients and their relatives for every single attachment I went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I work for 15min extra after I end my work at 8.30pm just to clean up a pool of wet, soiled feces from a patient that was send up by the A&amp;amp;E department. The smell is really “gush through your nose”, I nearly vomited and I couldn’t find any face mask around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just before I left the ward, those relatives around that saw me a few times for this few days, they came to me and say “all the best for your future and I want to thank you for taking care of my dad.” And together with a firm hand shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just these words, I suddenly forget about those negative thoughts I have about the profession in nursing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, nurse’s profession is not about cleaning up shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But down there I want everyone to know, INCLUDING MYSELF. People who are in health care profession have all kind of different attitude in their own health care career, for me? What kind of attitude I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be rich but I also want to heal and cure people. If you ask me to have the heart to heal and cure people but won’t be that rich which I want to be, I don’t think I can carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want to be, I really want to be a doctor but a doctor with soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I get to talk with a patient’s relative; she told me that the patient that lies on the bed is her father. He was once a Chinese physician and now he is being diagnose with functional decline. She asks me about my interest in health care and I told her (mention above) and she said “Not everyone can get what they dream of, sometimes it above give and take. If you got what you want, you may lose what you have.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew this all along but I don’t take it to heart because I don’t want to believe that this will happen to me. Why can’t I be the lucky one that got what I want and lose nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in nursing profession for 1 year so far, I believe in having gratitude, it takes you further in life and I have been practicing it. At times, I do think about the important of being rich and why I think about being a doctor? Do I really want to heal and cure people or because I want the fame and money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sorry. I can’t stand my greediness, I want it all. If you don’t have the money, don’t tell me about giving to the poor. You don’t even have the ability to buy medical equipment to save the needs when you can’t even provide yourself, tell me how are you going to provide for others? So, I need to be able to provide myself and my family then I will be able to provide others. That life reality, I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my mum told me this, she knows a doctor who doesn’t really care about having the fame and the amount of money she earns but her skills in healing is damn good. She’s is not famous and doesn't earn much because a lot of patients doesn’t like the style of curing because she is very strict and want the patient to follow her instruction which irritate most of the patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day, I really have the chance to be a doctor, I’m sorry to say that I want to be a doctor with soul. I will really have the heart to cure my patient but at the same time I want to be rich and I want to be famous. I want it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You can’t expect me to step into a poverty country to save people when I’m a poverty myself. It makes sense. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-4291207368072670536?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4291207368072670536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=4291207368072670536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4291207368072670536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4291207368072670536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/doctor-with-soul.html' title='Doctor with a soul'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/ScPEh0pW9pI/AAAAAAAADOA/ghzWellDFEw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3134886509370163670</id><published>2009-03-08T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:37:36.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exco Advance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Exco Advance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here come to the end of exco advance, it was really great. So far, primers activities and camps are really better with good quality of programme compare to student union.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before exco advance, was together with darling. We talk throughout but still cannot tahan then snoree.....lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of advance camp, it really superb! inspiring and motivating. The movie "Facing the Giant" ( I personally recommand it to all, really thumb up )  The spirit of never give up even though life are in a down pour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is your giant (Your fear ) in life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My gaint in life is, i scare of putting my friendship into risk or by offending them without realizing through my behavior, words and action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day of advance, we wear our new Shirt with a very great theme " Love your Neighbour" and we are suppose to bring a few bottle of mineral water and walk into the public and give it to them with words of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pair up with weixia as a team and we start off to the sambawang park outside the BB camp site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw a lady with an umbrella walking towards us, believe that she want to go to the bus stop behind us. weixia and me approach her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hi miss, we are student from NP and we are promoting this love your neighbour campaign. Here is the bottle of water from us to you as a act of kindness, hope you can appreciate it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Wow! Thank you, you know what? a few min ago i still think of buying a bottle of water because i'm quite thirsty and mins later i met you all and give me a bottle of water. It really a miracle you know?  Thank you Neighbour!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of water bottle, i only want to give people there is think there is a need, as most of the people at sambawang park is having BBQ which i don't see a need in giving, but weixia did. Anyway we just want others to know there is still people who care of neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it time to plan about CCA Fiesta and Welcome Party. Both team got very creative and innovative idea, i really hope we can successful have a group of new freshie of 400 power strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With good quality, there will be good quantity!   that my believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming year is really busy, tiring but i believe it all worth, as it a time for my to grow strong in my leadership area, together with my darling in the team of Primers EXCO together with all our good friends. Hmmm, i believe sooner or later i will a person with good time management because after all i have to at least pass my course. LOL! always aim for just pass, what the hell me!  hahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 3 days of Exco advance camp, i get to have a great talk with darling. I believe she get all the heart felt words i said. Though she didn't really talk alot about her opinion but through the way of attentiveness in listening, i know she understand it and after about an hour plus of listening, she say thank you DD to me :)    and i know... i know she got touched. because she move very close to me and soon, she fall alseep while listening to my story for her and with the rest of our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she had a very good night and sleep :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It going to be another busy week. Primers is having another gathering at sentosa on this coming sat, 14March.  FUN FUN FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everybody !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love your Neighbour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-3134886509370163670?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3134886509370163670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3134886509370163670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3134886509370163670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3134886509370163670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/exco-advance.html' title='Exco Advance.'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-1038689362474109564</id><published>2009-02-24T23:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:54:33.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mix Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MIX post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know, very long never update already and there is this passerby “FOCA” which I still don’t know who it is say that it will be better if I post up some photos, my blog will be more interesting? Hmmm, I think it is too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are finally over and I should actually pass all modules but due to my naïve, stupidity I went to believe a prank message of having exam tips for Fundamental of Nursing, so now I’m risk to get into contract module. Pray for me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that one sad case, really sad one but still there is happy moment. Valentine day and my girlfriend birthday celebration, yeah I know I damn late then post about it, because I really have no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though that was a belated valentine celebration but it was as if it the day itself man! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear dear came to my house to bring me breakfast and I cooked her lunch. It was the first time I tried cooking rice omelet, though it wasn’t successful as it supposed to wrap up into half, but I couldn’t, still it taste and look nice. Heh!! We study and slack till 4plus pm and from then onward, it full of surprise for the whole day. I got her flower, thanks ChuHong from helping me to order with her dad in advance, then we went to have dinner at one Fullerton Star Buck, then to Esplanade and then to Singapore Flyer which I booked online in advance too, so she won’t know anything AND!! It went smooth because she really doesn’t know anything and what is going to happen. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was overjoyed, that what I want :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was another day of surprise for her, why?Because it her birthday, 19 19 19 19 19 19 19 19 19 19 19 19. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Gay, Shaun, Geena, Xy and Piriya to give her a surprise, so they went up to hide while I phone dear dear down to give her my present and act that I injure my feet while asking her down so to drag some time for Shaun to get ready. So, there she go taking the lift up and “heeellloo” Gabriel said. Shock her out to tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Pizza for lunch, treat from dear dear’ s daddy. Thank you uncle and we had a long chat and home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now holiday have come, I’m going to play like no one business but still there is 3weeks attachment. Hack it, I’m going to have fun. Though I still worry about my result if I will get into contract module, God bless me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SaQRwlf2M2I/AAAAAAAADMY/GrDql1zFxkI/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306385787346367330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SaQRwlf2M2I/AAAAAAAADMY/GrDql1zFxkI/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306385797962223746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SaQRxNC3UII/AAAAAAAADMg/No9V7FvIiZk/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306388138044977138" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SaQYBE1oN2I/AAAAAAAADNI/Xq0xLI9Ueww/s320/134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306392672535847714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SaQYBW08IyI/AAAAAAAADNQ/B5AhMxCHTzE/s320/137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306402822954913138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SaQhQMFbjXI/AAAAAAAADNY/VkuQkjggibE/s320/160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306402823570208418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SaQhQOYINqI/AAAAAAAADNg/pReMCCt7ARE/s320/161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306404887219000546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SaQjIWEV1OI/AAAAAAAADNo/QoMrW6ji4W0/s320/166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306404893917419394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SaQjIvBXl4I/AAAAAAAADNw/fQqiD34iDos/s320/169.JPG" border="0" /&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;&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/3585514200803125675-1038689362474109564?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1038689362474109564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=1038689362474109564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1038689362474109564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1038689362474109564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/mix-post.html' title='Mix Post'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SaQRwlf2M2I/AAAAAAAADMY/GrDql1zFxkI/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-9097047534940008036</id><published>2009-02-21T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:45:15.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-9097047534940008036?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9097047534940008036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=9097047534940008036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/9097047534940008036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/9097047534940008036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/hellooooooooooooooo-d.html' title=''/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5436000138878053044</id><published>2009-02-06T03:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T03:11:54.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be the one that hold the torch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SYs4PIwKgRI/AAAAAAAADMA/Xgo8wSKoL6U/s1600-h/3034641674_049f36cf2f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299391219230212370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SYs4PIwKgRI/AAAAAAAADMA/Xgo8wSKoL6U/s320/3034641674_049f36cf2f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Be the one that hold the torch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever tell someone whom seems to be helpless “how can I help you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your hand given out for them and be the light in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a light house for those who are lost in the ocean and allow them to follow you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine your light bright and help them in silence. Lights are not only for the chosen one but you are the chosen one to have your lights being shine on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me, my children do not be afraid and I will bring you home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift up all their fear, and shower them with loves and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love them for who they are and be the strength in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful a life can be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of not being lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing for the joy that live in them for being safe again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They remember your light that was once shining upon them and forever it shine in their heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you are the light house for life, a light house that shine for the lost one in the ocean of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing the song of the earth, beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to the earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak, I live, I stay for the purpose of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard those who cry, who fall, who call, who beg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it dim, as long it shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till last of the last, they will thanks for your goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, they live again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the wing blows, the grass shall sway. When the sun shines, the clouds shall move. When the human roar, the ocean shall flow and so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earth shall sing, for those who carry the light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5436000138878053044?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5436000138878053044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5436000138878053044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5436000138878053044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5436000138878053044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-one-that-hold-torch.html' title='Be the one that hold the torch'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SYs4PIwKgRI/AAAAAAAADMA/Xgo8wSKoL6U/s72-c/3034641674_049f36cf2f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-7011920089840704315</id><published>2009-01-29T02:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T02:45:00.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不要忘了初衷</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SYCmUvhR-0I/AAAAAAAADLw/miQrSqdCJTY/s1600-h/2992223401_6cb7a50a27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296416037071354690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SYCmUvhR-0I/AAAAAAAADLw/miQrSqdCJTY/s320/2992223401_6cb7a50a27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;不要忘了初衷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“不要忘了初衷”这句话是在我朋友的MSN pm 看见的，看了好一阵子，我还是不明白这句话的意示&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一问之下，这句话的意示其实很简单。“不要忘了初衷”也就是说不要忘了你对莫些事所开始的最初理由。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;不要忘了你对莫些事所开始的最初理由！！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多时候当你在做一件事，然后慢慢的你会对你所做的那件事的理由在也不一样了，而也就开始对这件事的&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;态产生了变化&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而这样的理论不管用在什么事上都是一样的，但变化并不是出在事情上，而是出在人的心上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人心和思想变化无穷，看来 “专一”还真难做得到。所以说，做人最重要的是不管你做什么都好，最好不能忘记&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你对莫些事所开始的最初理由！！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-7011920089840704315?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7011920089840704315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=7011920089840704315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7011920089840704315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7011920089840704315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='不要忘了初衷'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SYCmUvhR-0I/AAAAAAAADLw/miQrSqdCJTY/s72-c/2992223401_6cb7a50a27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8637873795874665451</id><published>2009-01-18T17:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T03:26:20.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift from the GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SXNai7coQJI/AAAAAAAADLg/xA9wh9dgEx0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292673543210287250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SXNai7coQJI/AAAAAAAADLg/xA9wh9dgEx0/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gifted by GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody one earth have one uniquely gift given from the GOD upon coming onto the earth and that call talent, and if you will to observe very closely, you will realize that every one of us will only have ONE talent. You may think that it not truth as some people can play or do very well and outstanding for more than one things and my answer to this doubt is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will explain this in two ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Skills can be learned and master through years and thus becoming famous for the skills you have and it can always be more than one, but the skills you master is not your talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Skill can be learned and master through years and thus becoming famous for the skill you have and it can only be ONE skill and that your talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the definition of talent it says, a special natural ability and aptitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take note of the words “special natural”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I’m going to share with you guys how to spot your own talent and real life story will be share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It not easy to realize your own talent but there is signs to take note of to realize what is it, first of all you will find it very easy to do / play when you are coming in contact with your hidden talent, second of all, you will realize you can do / play it by yourself even if it is the first time you come in contact with, of course furthering learning and guide is needed (the first two points will link back to the words “special natural”).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, you will feel that you hold the authority and power in the skill you are contacting with and you will feel that not long after you master the skill, you will be in top of everyone who knows this skill as well. Fourth, you’ll feel that you can’t get enough of what you are doing, learning of the skill and the eagerness to learn and master bark onto you. Fifth, you will realize it your talent and dream that all you can ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please also understand this, realizing your talent doesn’t mean fulfilling your dream but your dream can be of realizing your talent. One can realize their talent but that not their dream and one can go after their dream even if they spend up their whole life and rather not realizing their talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Real life story of realizing own talent, Andrew Johnston, 13, a school boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bb4c617d147a2ce0" 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" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SXNai7coQJI/AAAAAAAADLg/xA9wh9dgEx0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-2331349841015609122</id><published>2009-01-18T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:25:26.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is super hero the protector or a troublemaker?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SXISYYOlK9I/AAAAAAAADLI/zcBayyI0c4g/s1600-h/jealousy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292312722143521746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SXISYYOlK9I/AAAAAAAADLI/zcBayyI0c4g/s320/jealousy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Is super hero the protector or a troublemaker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-Man, superman, batman, Spiderman, are they really the superhero? Yup, in a sense they are. When they realize that they have super power or when they invent some powerful suit they enable them to have certain kind of special power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about power? How about some real life stuff such as some fighting movie star, Jackie Chan, Donnie Yann, Tony Jaa, Bruce Lee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all their movies, the story line are normally because they are too strong and famous in their martial art that cause the jealousy in others thus causing far more serious problem behind just to make those famous people disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the question is this. Are those hero really hero or they are just troublemaker that thought that they can protect the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking this for quite some time before updating my blog, yeah, it really long that I have not been updating for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, after giving my deep thought. The answer from me isn’t that impressive as well. It just simply jealousy and ego, it human nature that have this in them but the interesting thing is what are the thoughts and mindset that are being broke down into this two simpliest form that call jealousy and ego?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do anyone of you have friends that are very outstanding, they shine in front of everyone else and you are the only one being isolated at one corner. There isn’t any attention for you and this cause the “red eyes” you have for them. So when this happen, imagination in them start occurring, flooding their mind with all possibilities to be like you, the outstanding one. Replacing your imagine with theirs and their imagination isn’t only what they see in yours, but with added “flavors” which can be even more over whelming, that normally the case for those who have jealousy and “red eyes”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What make you for who you are now? It all started off with your imagination, your ego, your abilities and your dream. So for those who have extra such as jealousy, then what they want may even come true in life faster than others. You know, there isn’t any problem with those who want to be same like those in the lime light but one of the very wrong concepts that they may have is, to kick the outstanding one out into nowhere and even want them to vanish into thin air so not to appear again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It a very dangerous sign because you never know what they might possibly do and by linking back to superhero, those jealous people are like the joker in the batman show. Where he can rule the world after destroying batman, ruling the world, gaining of fame, shining in the lime light, gaining attention, all this causes the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come to think of it, are superheroes on earth needed since this is how trouble comes about or they are the troublemakers that look extra on earth? Let look in quite a special way, when there is no superheroes, no outstanding people than there will be no jealousy on earth, no ego from humans and then there is also no needs to fight which may end up having peace for the world as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will then subject to all views from you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is my daddy birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY, I LOVE YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-2331349841015609122?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2331349841015609122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=2331349841015609122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2331349841015609122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2331349841015609122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello, last day of 2008 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hello, last day of 2008 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hello, last day of 2008 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello, last day of 2008 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hello, last day of 2008 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hello, last day of 2008 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hello, last day of 2008 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5352760882450308848?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3850462489285561794</id><published>2008-12-30T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:36:00.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to be special</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the firs time, i'm telling myself that I DON'T WANT TO BE SPECIAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY I'M NOT SPECIAL, ALL THIS WOULDN'T HAPPEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T I JUST BE NORMAL?!?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW AND I DON'T WANT TO KNOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-3850462489285561794?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3850462489285561794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3850462489285561794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3850462489285561794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3850462489285561794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-want-to-be-special.html' title='I don&apos;t want to be special'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-7213044631817521390</id><published>2008-12-30T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:37:19.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SVj10kUC6NI/AAAAAAAADLA/SybPT4zz--A/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285244446169032914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SVj10kUC6NI/AAAAAAAADLA/SybPT4zz--A/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hello 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so sorry my dear blog, haven been updating you for quite some time, sorry that I have neglected you. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was quite busy weeks ago till recently because there was Primers camp, Camphobic, and then follow by preparation for Christmas and part as such. Of course it tiring but overall, I had fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, to dote my blog a bit more, this is going to be a very long wordy post if you guys don’t mind but I can ensure (try to) that this is going to be an interesting post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three more days and 2009 will be coming to take over and I’m going to do a re-cap on what had happen to me in this 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I’m dropping in standard and activeness in my religion as well as in youth group, not reading as much like before, not having as much patience and good temper like before. Maybe it the busyness I have in school and what I really care is only my own stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t have much time for my inner soul anymore, 24hours isn’t enough anymore. I’m too into the world, a world that only ask for money, that how I really think. I heard that my inner soul have been complaining about it, but I simply put it aside and carry on with what I’m doing. Oh yeah, the problem I’m saying down here is about how BUSY I am, nothing bad. Doing of sharity (activity in primers that give out foods and daily items that the poor needs) let me realize even more how important money means to us, mean to me and how important having a family or at least a life time partner with you is. I saw senior citizen that is single, the kind of loneliness life they are leading. The environment they are living in, a proper kitchen can turn into a garbage / store room for them and the weird smell that the house have. The weak and tiring face that has on them, my heart and mind is asking a question, what actually turn them like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously giving this question a thought of it, money is the main problem. Yeah! It is the main problem. Few days back, I went to have some drink at the star buck with some of the NPRC then we talk about, when we want to get marry and among all, I’m the one saying “Hmmm, I got feeling I will only get marry at the age of 40?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun, ZhiXian, Anthony and Geena was like “WHAT?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it not what I want if I’m studying Chinese Medicine but that how it going to be because my family have no money to pay it for me and I got to depend on my own, simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, having a family on my own, a lovely wife and children is going to be wonderful things on earth but if I only start that at 40? DREAM ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I really got to have a change on my plan for life and this remind me of Andy’s msn pm “We work so hard just to lie in coffin one day”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I’m going to die, I might as well enjoy what the earth have for me? Yes, that how the thought is washing my mind with, though I always learn that only eternal life is real. Learning of moral value, I think somehow I’m practicing but letting go of what the earth and world have for me, earning big money and living a luxury life for my family and I, I think for that maybe I can’t let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my learning journey in medical field and nursing field will be ending in coming 2years time because I don’t want to be nurse, I still prefer to wear a tie to work after all. I don’t want to spend more than of my life studying Chinese medicine and settle down only at my old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a person who has a bombastic ego on dreams and money and status and everything good, if it not because the 18 years of teaching on moral value, I think my life is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I read on a MSN news on “how to get real rich”, it about an article reporting on a businessman doing publishing. The golden tips that he get real rich is this “Scarifies friends, family, relatives, love one, including the trust that everyone have for him” and he added on that “if you don’t have the gut to do to this, then don’t think of getting rich.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This let me realize that what he say are quite true, if that really the case then for what selling all those stupid books teaching “how to get rich in 60minute, the 10 principle of getting rich” all this kind of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day, I can come with a book teaching “how to get rich without betraying your loves one.” only if I did it. Speaking about career, I told my girlfriend that I really love giving care and loves to people around me, that why I want to get into medical field but that not my strength and I’m only going to did it at old age so I may really give it up, sorry that I may disappoint Jia Jia sister. I’m may be concentrating on my strength, in leading, speaking and managing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I’m not born in a golden spoon family, I am dying to have one. So I must, with my hard work, with my brain and I’m going to bet on with my luck and my principle is, to do it with the hold of moral value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008, that all in driving me crazy about money though I’m only 18 but I’m old enough to see how desperately and stressful the world is and need about money, as everyone can see and hear that financial crisis is there to bark on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009, my plan is to learn how am I going to prepare myself for what the world need and to get my education done properly in poly and to be involve actively for my youth group, having time for my inner soul and last but not least, my girlfriend that I won’t be neglecting. I love her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HEEELLLLOOOO  2009&lt;/span&gt; !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-7213044631817521390?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7213044631817521390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=7213044631817521390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7213044631817521390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7213044631817521390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-2009.html' title='Hello 2009'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SVj10kUC6NI/AAAAAAAADLA/SybPT4zz--A/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3614396254437054506</id><published>2008-12-16T13:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:10:33.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notification...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SUc9CwRvl6I/AAAAAAAACSM/JkNmCg1G2TU/s1600-h/21f255dc15653660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280256205643552674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SUc9CwRvl6I/AAAAAAAACSM/JkNmCg1G2TU/s320/21f255dc15653660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Notification...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't understand if i am the one changing from good to bad or she is the one changing to becoming more sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i not a good child? i believe i'm giving less trouble for her but that not what she think of. Or i'm wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost dealing all thing on my own but that not what she think of. She feel that i'm drifting away from her / them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a guy after all, do i need to behave like a girl and tell them for whatever thing i do, i go? Not saying that there is no need for communication, i did but she's over-reacting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, after knowing something else...My heart just sank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead worry for her. So what's the next step?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am already 18, it time for a bright and beautiful teenager life and i don't want to waste it. A most playful and memorable stage of life ever. Of course not saying that i want to become a stray teen, but in a healthy life style i mean. That more like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i wonder what kind of life do my parent lead when they were 18, i only know that my parent are a couple together during their's 18. Din't they had their most memorable teen's life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if they didn't have, i want to have and i swear i wouldn't miss it. There is only ONCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm their first child, eldest child. So they are not use to the kind of behaviour i'm having it now like, go out whenever i one and out of a sudden i will tell them that i'm having camp. Meeting for activities like every weeks and most of the time i'm spending outside and not at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i'm doing a self reflection, i think i can understand their feeling. One day i may become a parent of a few kids, lols! i gotta be a few, i hope. i will have the same trouble as well, when my kids are in their teens stage. A time when their wings are growing stronger and start flying on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing, i really hope my parent to know is that, i'm not going stray but just enjoying my teens life as much as possible because i could only live once. I starting to feel the stress of adult life and i'm actually delaying it by acting like a childish kid and handling all my stuffs at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that not call avoiding but appreaciating every stages of my life and no way they can stop me from "learning how to fly when my wings actually start maturing" because i need to see and learn from the world. I hope one day, they could understand the way i think and the way i live my life and i myself will also understand their worry for me and try explaining to them as well. I love them after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-3614396254437054506?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3614396254437054506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3614396254437054506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3614396254437054506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3614396254437054506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/notification.html' title='Notification...........'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SUc9CwRvl6I/AAAAAAAACSM/JkNmCg1G2TU/s72-c/21f255dc15653660.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8963420232523247694</id><published>2008-12-11T17:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:59:50.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just some praising</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SUDeV-N5iUI/AAAAAAAACSE/BMKpgdEoryY/s1600-h/2091686196_ca073861e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278463232338135362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SUDeV-N5iUI/AAAAAAAACSE/BMKpgdEoryY/s320/2091686196_ca073861e4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just some praising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my attachment is officially over! And it has been long since I last update, people there are fun as well just that I have totally nothing to do or I’m just lazy to do? Either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Standard Chartered Marathon, as a first aider and there isn’t any case for me to handle at all, freaking bored but here come the interesting part that taught me something :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe everyone think that it the ability in you that count, it what make you success, able to work effectively, some more? Does coming in as first speak anything? Or ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that came in last and didn’t choose to give up that speak something else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 7 of Dec, 5.30AM, the 40KM race officially start with a loud *BANG * and at 7.30AM, the first runner jog back and everyone clap! 2hours for 40KM, of course he worth the clap and I was like totally bored and actually hope to handle some cases so in my heart I’m wishing if there can be anyone start collapsing right in front of me? (Black hearted! Cold blooded!) But that how I really feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started joining in as “cheer leading” instead of being a first aider that bored me like hell. Just a simple job that was totally extra, clapping and cheering as well as encouragement those runner not to give up, okay, that how I shout “Come on! Finishing, don’t give up! Let’s go, you are near.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought I cheer for the sake of cheering so to kill time. But!! I saw one of the runners, in his 50, looked exhausted and sweating like no one business, anyway all runner look the same. He heard my cheer, my encouragement and suddenly he shouts “ALRIGHT! Everyone, let’s go!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ran pass me and say “come on! Give me a FIVE!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loud and full of strength *CLAP* and there he goes, continue running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, my heart turns sour. I didn’t know my cheer for the sake of cheering actually turn someone who is going to give up into one who is fully motivated again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from this point, I cheer from the bottom of my heart, sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, two, three, and four and so on….All got motivated and started running in front of me again after getting all those encouragement from the cheering team. *and I got a few high five from those runner*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me? Having a cheering marathon while those runner are having their running marathon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While cheering, there came a very young little kid in his 5years old, with his totally drench clothing, holding on to his father hand and keep running. His dad, kept bending down his back so to talk to his son, smiling at him “David, we are reaching, are you okay? You want daddy to carry you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That young little boy shake his head and continue running*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet young couple, running with their cam recorder and the other hand holding to each other. The guy kept mumbling into his girl friend ear and shows a thumb up to her and they ran even faster after that, HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I heard “AHHHH!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn my head and I saw a runner holding on to his thigh and shouting in pain, I ran over to him and apply deep heat lotion straight and other two first aider was massaging him so to relax the muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you still able to carry on or you want us to carry you to one side and to take some rest?” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“NO! I’m okay, let me finish the race man, I’m near” the runner said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets up and continue running with one of his leg hopping…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the 5hours of cheering, I nearly tears in between because I’m thinking if only everyone of us could gives some encouragement one another in other area of our lives, in other people lives. There wouldn’t be as much tragedy like now. Why encouragement only happen in this situation, in a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tips for the day:&lt;/span&gt; Life is a marathon that requires you to run with great determination. It either you finish it or give it up, everyone need some praising, some words of encouragement and they might finish it with glory, though it may be not a fantastic ending but at least they are proud of themselves by finishing it. Like what I say, does coming in first speak anything or the one that came in last and didn’t choose to give up that speak something else?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-8963420232523247694?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8963420232523247694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=8963420232523247694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8963420232523247694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8963420232523247694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-some-praising.html' title='just some praising'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SUDeV-N5iUI/AAAAAAAACSE/BMKpgdEoryY/s72-c/2091686196_ca073861e4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-6532755540152263031</id><published>2008-11-29T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:14:14.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/STDA3hUfCjI/AAAAAAAACR8/InsJly0Sbe8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273927223720479282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/STDA3hUfCjI/AAAAAAAACR8/InsJly0Sbe8/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;   I want it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it fate, that I should post on this.&lt;br /&gt;* Content is on fame, money and loves.*   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days back, while I was going to library with darling, I heard this topic that the NP radio heat waves are discussing what is more important, fame, money or loves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we dream to be perfect and trying to be perfect when it actually can’t happen. We knew this though there are still people who don’t believe it because they are still in their own dream, or probably I’m wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I just realize one of my close friend that choose have fame / power instead of our friendship. See! Why authority and fame would take over our conscious instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went for Gabriel’s Christmas celebration in school and *MORE, MORE* is the theme for this celebration. During the skit performance Gabriel act as a rich and famous student in his school, he have everything and everything that everyone is dying to have. But, Gabriel feels that something is missing in his life and there’s got to be “more” in his life. What is the “more” that’s missing in him / or in us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was announce that I’m the president for NP BB Primers. So what? Even before we start working as a team, there’s already people bluffing using our trust for him / her. Anyway, I couldn’t really smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking through day and night, I got the answer. Nobody is pulling me back, but one thing, my conscious. HAHA! This shows that I’m not blind by fame and authority. I choose to have loves. So darling, I hope you know what I mean :D I believe you can because you’re smart. I’m still a DD and always your DD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;** I got a lot to tell you &lt;3!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tips for the day = Balance your thought and never let authority, fame and money to blind you up before you regret and cry all over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3585514200803125675-6532755540152263031?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6532755540152263031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=6532755540152263031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6532755540152263031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6532755540152263031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-want-it-all.html' title='I want it all'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/STDA3hUfCjI/AAAAAAAACR8/InsJly0Sbe8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5321481392603827668</id><published>2008-11-27T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:38:03.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let’s talk cock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SS5bTpmFLaI/AAAAAAAACRs/Tn3G70QaIaw/s1600-h/Madagascar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273252606838648226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SS5bTpmFLaI/AAAAAAAACRs/Tn3G70QaIaw/s320/Madagascar.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;     Nice movie la~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273252674622576882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SS5bXmHB2PI/AAAAAAAACR0/BXM6eXkMu04/s320/Madagascar+cute.bmp" border="0" /&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           Darling and me like this character among all. cute~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Let’s talk cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It already the 19 days since I last update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just end my common test today and hmmm, didn’t have a good feeling that I can pass all modules but anyway, wish me luck. I really feel like blogging some interesting stuff, too bad I didn’t have any at the moment, so decide to talk cock for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a few things happen this few weeks, there’s good and bad. Hmmm, don’t really want to mention those bad stuffs. Not because I like to hide or what, it simply because I don’t like to add stress on myself and get stuck inside. Instead of getting sad, I might as well solve it once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy things? Haha!! Of course worth remembering, that my style. Primer-Dary can consider quite a success with help from all seniors, it really fun. Was all along with Darling and over see the activity progress as well, had lots of fun, looking at her enjoying the game as well. It really quite a satisfaction :D Though she’s not feeling really well that day, but she still pull it through *Bravo Bravo!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh okay, I know I feel like blogging about what now, Primers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, piriya, Shaun and i just went through Exco interview last week. Let’s just hope we all get in, and work together for primers. Hmmm, I still remember I join primers is because of her and NPRC, after all this time, she’s still the reason why I’m here. Now whether if all of us get into Exco or not, the reason for me to stay will still be the same. Know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I hope I can have fun working together with darling and seeing her enjoy every single event we are in. Just that simple :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up event will be Team bonding camp, Primers camp, Primers annual meeting and and and Merry Christmas :D woohoo!! Come come give me present. This Sunday I’m going for excursion with all my kids, fly kite. Haha! And planning for youth group Xmas celebration will be coming up also, 2 weeks attachment at NUH will be next Monday and Standard Chartered Marathon at 7Dec as well. Plus plus, NPRC gathering during the holiday, see! It going to be damn busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise the next post will be something meaningful, hai~ I haven been reading a lot like last time. GOD!! This is no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Loves NPRC, TPP and You &lt;3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5321481392603827668?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5321481392603827668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5321481392603827668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5321481392603827668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5321481392603827668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-talk-cock.html' title='Let’s talk cock.'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SS5bTpmFLaI/AAAAAAAACRs/Tn3G70QaIaw/s72-c/Madagascar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3383042860887048471</id><published>2008-11-08T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:18:21.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>48hours a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SRR1XGWZ49I/AAAAAAAACRk/vgy-uajgKa8/s1600-h/family+loves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265962904004977618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SRR1XGWZ49I/AAAAAAAACRk/vgy-uajgKa8/s320/family+loves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;48hours a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in me have totally change and there is a saying which sound so true, one will never realize when there is a change in them. I’m just another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since poly school had started, time never seems to be enough for me. 24hours for is no longer enough, I want another 24hours added to the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I’m at home, my eyes stare into nowhere but computer, for hours! And if my eyes are close, obviously I’m on bed sleeping. There isn’t any noise from me at home, even though I’m at home. The loudest noise come from my brother, dad and mum, fighting on bed and my mum busy scolding them and me? Looking into computer and don’t bother about them, hoping to finish my proposal, projects and assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cheng ah, tomorrow morning accompany me to go for breakfast can?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cannot lei, mummy. I’m going for some event early in the morning.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cheng ah, come in and accompany us watch TV lei.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m rushing for my work la! Cannot!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cheng ah, you very long never talk to us liao lei, how are you in school? Really got so busy or not?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Soso la (Staring at com), why lei? I very busy now eh.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously speaking, I realize the changes in me. Becoming impatience, more hot temper, no time for family, no time for good communication with them but I simply deny the changes in me that they mention because I don’t want to accept the fact and thought I can still actually manage it well just like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the answer is, I can’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the sour in me when my mum said “Do you realize how long you didn’t hold my hand and go out for a walk? Do you realize how long I didn’t get to talk to you even when I’m sad? Do you realize how long I didn’t get to have a proper breakfast with you? Do you realize how long I didn’t get to take a proper look at my own son?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I busy for?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no need for discussion with them when I need things to be done in my own way because this is the best way for what I think. Yes! This is the best way, but I didn’t bother to have a good talk and discussion with them. Why? Simply because I have things behind waiting for me to do and I have no time. Like again?! NO TIME, what a good excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be an understanding child just like before, one with good patience toward my parents. Pile and pile of works are really suffocating me, but it not a good reason and excuse to treat my parent like the way I do now! Who isn’t stress like me, as long as you are living in Singapore? You only live your life once, it either you love the ones around you now or never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A message to dad and mum:&lt;/span&gt; I really understand what both of you want from me, not A’s in my entire grade but a filial child, that all you both ask for. I promise to have times for both of you out of all my busy works and schedule, quit whatever that is unnecessary. I promise to be back the child like you want me to be, just like before. Just give me some time to adjust, I promise I will. Sorry daddy and mummy, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A message to darling:&lt;/span&gt; Times with you are great and beautiful, I hope this post won’t make you feel that you are taking up a lot of my time. I need you to know that you are already part of my family and both my parent had long accepted you, you are not just any one of the friends outside but a special one to me and my family. So never say sorry to me if you think you are just another busy work for me, never feel this way! LOLs, I believe you also know I’m having a lot of “kang tao” beside school-ing. That the problem in me, I’m going to re-adjust everything from now. I’m sure of this decision. I love you. 10.10 &lt;3!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-3383042860887048471?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3383042860887048471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3383042860887048471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3383042860887048471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3383042860887048471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/48hours-day-things-in-me-have-totally.html' title='48hours a day'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SRR1XGWZ49I/AAAAAAAACRk/vgy-uajgKa8/s72-c/family+loves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5022044333380469747</id><published>2008-10-29T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:00:15.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speedy-por-rean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SQhrdcUShqI/AAAAAAAACRc/cmI9czpbCRs/s1600-h/35351270_e736585be0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262574318144095906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SQhrdcUShqI/AAAAAAAACRc/cmI9czpbCRs/s320/35351270_e736585be0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Speedy-por-rean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday micky asked me why I walk so slowly and I reply her that I don’t want to miss anything that happen around me and this remind me of a news report that I read last year, if I don’t remember wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Base on UK research&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers in the UK have discovered that Singaporeans have the fastest walking speed amongst 32 international cities. According to this research the “Singapore shuffle” is officially a myth. The researchers timed how long it took 35 men and women to walk along a 60ft stretch of pavement and the 10 fastest walking times were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Singapore (Singapore); 10.552)&lt;br /&gt;2)Copenhagen (Denmark); 10.823)&lt;br /&gt;3)Madrid (Spain); 10.894)&lt;br /&gt;4)Guangzhou (China): 10.945)&lt;br /&gt;5)Dublin (Ireland); 11.036)&lt;br /&gt;6)Curitiba (Brazil); 11.137)&lt;br /&gt;7)Berlin (Germany); 11.168)&lt;br /&gt;8)New York (US); 12.009)&lt;br /&gt;9)Utrecht (Netherlands); 12.0410)&lt;br /&gt;10)Vienna (Austria); 12.06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.singeo.com.sg/?p=115"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.singeo.com.sg/?p=115&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe a lot of you didn’t realize that we are walking to fast in life that we misses a lot of great thing that is happening around us, this include neglecting people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year October, Joshua shared his problem with me and this is how I reply him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All of us are walking too fast in pace that we tend to overlook a lot of things that is happening around us. When tend to listen less to people around, we tend to see less things around, we tend to be impatient and as time goes by, we are the central self and only YOU yourself is the most important of all and not others. The heart of door eventually closes up and nobody get to step in no more.  It only when we slow down our foot step, then we are able to view things more clearly, able to listen to others with more patience, everything in us is much more down to earth.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tips for the day: For every single foot step you take is a new adventure to the next great beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is one of the reader comments from the reference website. Do read if you are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odinic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Permalink to Comment" href="http://www.singeo.com.sg/?p=115#comment-11037"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;May 4th, 2007 at 11:43 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!! why are we rushing arh …so easy we jump queue, rush to be first on bus or train during rush hour, get food at canteen first, get special offer, always sleep late play games, hang out or do work and next day cant wake up in time for work or school then rush like mad. Late for work too many times pay cut and warning, late for school prefects write your name down some giving you the sucky attitude then need to have punishments during recess time or after school. Rush to your car because you forgot to put the parking coupon scared of being fined by carpark officers. Rush to smoke a few sticks of cigarettes during your toilet break or get a cup of coffee and buy a can of drink. We rush…we rush then even when there is nothing to do we still rush, play mahjong also fast. Play pool also rush scared waste time then need to pay more. At home dont relax, must do housework then must also do fast, eat fast, sleep fast, dream fast…then finally we do the same cycle again everyday 365 days without much changes and we die without knowing why we were rushing that badly for… to reincarnate? XD There you have it a rough summary of what most singaporeans do and why they are probably rushing for…cos im one of those singaporean high speed rushers with modified nitros at the heels of my feet reminds me of ants LOL!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5022044333380469747?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5022044333380469747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5022044333380469747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5022044333380469747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5022044333380469747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/speedy-por-rean.html' title='Speedy-por-rean'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SQhrdcUShqI/AAAAAAAACRc/cmI9czpbCRs/s72-c/35351270_e736585be0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-6713355840400247260</id><published>2008-10-19T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:19:13.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of forgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SPrQ58BSKSI/AAAAAAAACRU/jvckE3PnN50/s1600-h/Forgiving.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258745208691108130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SPrQ58BSKSI/AAAAAAAACRU/jvckE3PnN50/s320/Forgiving.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The power of forgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I’m back sitting to my study table once again after school had reopened. Oh god, I’m table is in a mess but what caught my attention is those small notes that I paste on my table top. I like to write words of advice onto a small piece of paper and paste on my table top whenever it strikes my mind and I’m looking through now again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I’m going to share one of my notes that I wrote it last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“学会接受别人的道歉也就等于给他人一个机会改变自己”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“One who’s willing to accept others apologies, is one who’s also willing to give others a chance for a change in their mistake.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t cost any for a single word like sorry, thank you; please forgive me or whatever but it does carry a deep meaning, responsibility and a sense of appreciation in all words like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When words like this come out from your mouth, how much sincerity there is, the one who is receiving are able to weight it, whether you mean what you say or just for the sake of saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though all this words doesn’t require a single cents but the interesting thing is that, there are people who just can’t say it whenever they made a mistake. So they repay by giving money, gift or helps that are needed. But But But, that may not be the suffering party who want it, what they need isn’t all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It a sincere apologies instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sincere apology may dissolve a deep hatred, a deep anger. A sincere thank you may worth more than a single bar of gold. What important is, are you willing to accept and forgive their apologies? Which make another different for those whose in fault, are they able to step out their guilt or not? It all depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving others is a great power for those who made a mistake, you are able to control whether to keep the guilt in them or not. Guilt is able to kill life or depress for the whole life and some rather to torture those in fault to repay by guilt. How scary it can be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving others is a great power for those who made a mistake, you are able to renew their life and pull them out of darkness and guilt. World is full of hopes and colour, it a brand new them again. How merciful it can be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Be GENEROUS in your words of praise and comfort because all this make up a thumb up life for others. SMILE because of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-6713355840400247260?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6713355840400247260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=6713355840400247260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6713355840400247260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6713355840400247260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/power-of-forgiving.html' title='The power of forgiving'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SPrQ58BSKSI/AAAAAAAACRU/jvckE3PnN50/s72-c/Forgiving.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8857276569900336736</id><published>2008-10-12T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:42:32.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school dude!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SPH11uaLbMI/AAAAAAAACRM/0Ai3zVSICPA/s1600-h/sch+bus.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256252543457782978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SPH11uaLbMI/AAAAAAAACRM/0Ai3zVSICPA/s320/sch+bus.bmp" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Back to school dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so tml i'm back to school again with lousy time table. Not able to meet up my darling and NPRC that often any more (hope it only last for this sem). Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sam, you will only see this kind of un-emo post for don't know how long one time. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what i had done for this 7 to 8 weeks of holiday ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaming at piriya's house&lt;br /&gt;Watching online drama&lt;br /&gt;Attachment&lt;br /&gt;Night cycling&lt;br /&gt;Primers games day&lt;br /&gt;Challengers camp&lt;br /&gt;Sec sch BBQ&lt;br /&gt;NPRC BBQ&lt;br /&gt;Poly friends BBQ&lt;br /&gt;Discovery centre&lt;br /&gt;Picnic&lt;br /&gt;Sec Sch gang gathering&lt;br /&gt;Air port visit&lt;br /&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;Youth meeting&lt;br /&gt;Cookie making session&lt;br /&gt;Blood donation&lt;br /&gt;Blood donation training&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;10.10.08!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, alot of activity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope second sem will be a fun one. Actually i enjoy first sem more. With NDP and alot alot others activity. More slack. I still don't know what to join for my sport and wellness. Tennis or vollyball? i got urge to swim, haven't been swimming for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NPRC NPRC NPRC~~ i love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TPP~~ I very long never piak them liao sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB FB FB~~ i miss them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 7 daugther in sec sch~~ All like gone sia, meet up lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek and Jean ~~ Both lovely couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ys, TS, Hs, HupL, XiaoQ, WAnhao, LinM~~ Oh guysss!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I promise to give myself 3days to be back to schooling mood and promise to enjoy as much as possible (positive attitude) and hope, pray and everything to have time and fun with blur blur and NPRC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down of 10hours. . &lt;/span&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/3585514200803125675-8857276569900336736?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8857276569900336736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=8857276569900336736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8857276569900336736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8857276569900336736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-school-dude.html' title='Back to school dude!'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SPH11uaLbMI/AAAAAAAACRM/0Ai3zVSICPA/s72-c/sch+bus.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-2174712676480647774</id><published>2008-10-11T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:28:33.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A song with no sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SPC2jpyqVUI/AAAAAAAACRE/UkefUrijKQo/s1600-h/Music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255901488771388738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SPC2jpyqVUI/AAAAAAAACRE/UkefUrijKQo/s320/Music.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A song with no sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there! When you plan to die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have question like this come across you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just completed my 3 weeks attachment and I have been quite emotional working and learning down there at NUH. Patients there were really nice and I had a great time with them, chatting, nursing, and taking care of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had two patients that leave me, leave their family and leave the world. Too much of a sudden for me, simply stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song with no sound is as good as nothing. A body with no soul is as good as a doll; a living person with no physical reaction is as good as dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this staff nurse ask me “If you will to be a patient like that, alive yet not moving, not talking, no emotional reaction, how would you feel?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I might as well go die.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks down the road, a lot of the patients that I had taken care of told me one common advice “Don’t be like me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what kind of precaution I should take to avoid all this illnesses? Cutting of leg, lung infection, poor oral feeding, mental problem, dengue fever, paralyze, dementia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before all this happen to me, I might as well treasure my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;一首没有音乐的歌，就好比没有了起伏，没有了动力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一首没有声音的歌，就好比没有了光彩，没有了旋律。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一首没有歌词的歌，就好比没有了灵魂，没有了生命。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;You are like the music in me that make up a song for my life :D ~blur~ 10.10 Whee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-2174712676480647774?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2174712676480647774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=2174712676480647774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2174712676480647774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2174712676480647774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-with-no-sound.html' title='A song with no sound'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SPC2jpyqVUI/AAAAAAAACRE/UkefUrijKQo/s72-c/Music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5901653575611689643</id><published>2008-10-03T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:32:28.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy children day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SOT27fBervI/AAAAAAAACQ8/eGNxu07_w9Q/s1600-h/angel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252594567221260018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SOT27fBervI/AAAAAAAACQ8/eGNxu07_w9Q/s320/angel.bmp" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Happy children day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每个孩子都是个天使。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, this is going to be a belated children day post. Had just celebrated children day celebration with my kids and and and this is the first time I receive card self made by my kids! GOSH! It really sweet of them and touching, upon receiving those cards, I felt that all effort and time spend on them is all WORTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I borrow a book from my zone leader, it call “Appreciation Education” talking about how this father in China bring up his deaf daughter into a American certified Professor and got lots of award in China and in world record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been chiong-ing this book because it really inspire me a lot a lot. Learning should be fun like a game, how to play with learning, it all fully rule by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children, they are just like a sponge and able to absorb large amount of knowledge so as parent as teacher, we shouldn’t be just teaching them, throwing them all information that they should need but to nurture them as one who enjoy learning, if there is one day your children tell you that they want to learn rather than playing toys. I think you succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which parent don’t wish their own child to become a dragon and phoenixes? Even I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before all this, what have the parent done? Pumping money into children education? Squeezing 24/7 of your children time into tuition and extra curriculum? If you think that the ways then go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no stupid children, but lazy children. There are no lousy children, only lousy parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every child deserves an enjoyable childhood, don’t bury their lovely smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;每一个天使的笑容，都是对做父母的成就。每一个天使的成就，都是对世界的一份供献。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为每个父母都是孩子们生命中的第一个老师，就凭这点，每个父母都是伟大的教育家。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5901653575611689643?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5901653575611689643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5901653575611689643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5901653575611689643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5901653575611689643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-children-day.html' title='Happy children day'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SOT27fBervI/AAAAAAAACQ8/eGNxu07_w9Q/s72-c/angel.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-7300192253357333714</id><published>2008-09-23T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:22:40.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a man of failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SNj6RhF-HdI/AAAAAAAACQs/DiPJOZrREsg/s1600-h/failure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249220544548445650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SNj6RhF-HdI/AAAAAAAACQs/DiPJOZrREsg/s320/failure.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I’m a man of failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEE!! Call me a dumb, idiot, stupid, useless or even a pool of shit. Wow! This kind of post never appears in my blog before and this shall be the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I’m sorry. All this comments cause no effect on me at all, not a single bit? HA! Know why? Because I have never look down at myself once, that my character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall while learning, I bleed while learning, I cry while learning but I stand with both my feet standing strong again, that how i success for the final outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a man of failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got spit by others sticky saliva, I got trick by those cheeky people, I got beaten by those unfriendly, that why I learn to think critically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a man of failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being cheated for money, got criticize by others, being demoralize by good friends, looking down by others. That when I say THANK YOU because I had grown up learning all these lessons being taught by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a man of failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An antique won’t cost such a bomb if it didn’t have any history of going through thick and thin and that when every fragment count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a man of failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-7300192253357333714?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7300192253357333714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=7300192253357333714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7300192253357333714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7300192253357333714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-man-of-failure.html' title='I&apos;m a man of failure'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SNj6RhF-HdI/AAAAAAAACQs/DiPJOZrREsg/s72-c/failure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-4886059195215178130</id><published>2008-09-20T02:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:31:45.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under one roof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SNPuSZmWxbI/AAAAAAAACQk/qxM-GEYtwTM/s1600-h/under+one+roof.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247799990693578162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="128" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SNPuSZmWxbI/AAAAAAAACQk/qxM-GEYtwTM/s320/under+one+roof.bmp" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Under one roof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently attach to NUH for my 3 weeks attachment and time flies, my first weeks attachment had ended. Was really busy and things are done over and over again, doing the same old things. Though it boring but still i have to do because every action that i done are saving someone lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in a ward with 8 patients, some stay for 2 to 3 days, some up to 5 days. Though it a small ward with 8 patients but i'm seeing 8 different stories every day. Nursing is a very emtional job to me, personally. There is happpy, sad, touch and angry, all kind of emtional feeling i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are all under one roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, there are only limited skills that i will be able to perform but i still do my best because i'm worry that a mistake in each skill that i perform would eventually cost a life which i can't afford to risk with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there is an old uncle suffer in pain. He hold my hand tight and cry in front of me while the nurse do and tube feeding procedure. That poor old uncle cried loudly, he was like asking for mercy because it really painful. My heart really tear! and i nearly tears because looking at the old uncle, remind me of my grand father as well. I miss him :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today, i learn a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around you don't come by chance, they come for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm sorry to scare you, seriously, i appologise.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-4886059195215178130?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4886059195215178130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=4886059195215178130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4886059195215178130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4886059195215178130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/under-one-roof.html' title='Under one roof'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SNPuSZmWxbI/AAAAAAAACQk/qxM-GEYtwTM/s72-c/under+one+roof.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-7808110003898321263</id><published>2008-09-12T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T16:18:43.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uniform</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245041109737260594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SMohGZI1xjI/AAAAAAAACQM/_PbLzpgsNiE/s320/100_0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SMoiEH-jLhI/AAAAAAAACQc/BiPicNmK8Nw/s1600-h/IMG_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245042170282585618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SMoiEH-jLhI/AAAAAAAACQc/BiPicNmK8Nw/s320/IMG_0621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SMohr5AGIiI/AAAAAAAACQU/wqR2PMdmk_c/s1600-h/IMG_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245041753945678370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SMohr5AGIiI/AAAAAAAACQU/wqR2PMdmk_c/s320/IMG_0614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;        Uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary school students especially dislike wearing school uniform because it not fashionable, so they can’t wait to go poly to students and to wear anything they like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I’m inspired about how uniform can actually do to someone. I have been sleeping lately this few weeks to watch Hong Kong drama talking about a bunch of student police in their training. This really bring back my precious memory in NCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since, I took over the NCC Company as an Assistant Sergeant Major, whenever I wore the uniform, I was kind of possess with some big power that make me feel a very big responsibility towards my NCC Company. I’m totally change to another person, not a Yee Cheng who always sleep in class, but a freaking fierce monster that train junior and handle management stuff like mad, totally involve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever it come to Sunday, I have to go for my religion youth group to give tuition and lesson presentation to those students there and I wear my youth group polo shirt, it another kind of energy that empower me again and turn out to be very holy towards my kids there, it another kind of responsibility again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is why there is this kind of energy that empowers me in so many different ways, does it come from uniform itself? A very interesting topic for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uniform give us a belonging for what and who we are serving to and everyone of us need to feel a belonging in somewhere they go to. It the power of symbol, the symbolic power we call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo, brand, uniform, name, guild, all this are symbol that give us a belonging, responsibility, status thus feeling safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I’m talking about how uniform can actually touches our life. Respect is a very important factor, I remember during NCC training, first thing first I will check if they iron their uniform and do they wear it neat and tidy. Just like when we go to the airport, seeing those pilots wearing their uniform preparing to operate the air plane, WOW! Freaking handsome yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tips for the day= It only when we start to appreciate our jobs, role and responsibility for whatever we are handling, then you will find a belonging there thus being proud of wearing your uniform and shine out there in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3585514200803125675-7808110003898321263?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7808110003898321263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=7808110003898321263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7808110003898321263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7808110003898321263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/uniform.html' title='Uniform'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SMohGZI1xjI/AAAAAAAACQM/_PbLzpgsNiE/s72-c/100_0250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-6251921476853457251</id><published>2008-09-07T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:36:21.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xpress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SMO5ZNvKAUI/AAAAAAAACQE/ecx63KoeffI/s1600-h/eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243238234024706370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="168" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SMO5ZNvKAUI/AAAAAAAACQE/ecx63KoeffI/s320/eggs.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Xpress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Challengers camp yesterday and when to Rong Sheng house for his prayer hall anniversary and during the time when Rong sheng's mother is giving a short speech, I was moved by what she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that she wasn’t good at talking so she will just give a simple speech but there is this sentence that really caught my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When I was young, it teacher and parent that took care of me, when I was a young adult, it my husband that take care of me and now I’m old, it God that take care of me, I’m please with my life now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expressing ourselves is very important, maybe some will feel that it isn’t important and assume they know how you feel. Or take it that they know how you feel but expressing your feeling through words and action continuously at some time is very important as well, it actually enhances the relationship literally. Words of comfort and actions of love are the power to everything, or almost I should say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kind of a natural mindset that we like people to admit or acknowledge our effort or presence for what we do for them. So don’t take it that they are trying to seek attention or trying to be proud, but as appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe others will think this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have brain, I have money, I have the look and I don’t need all this. What words of comfort, action of love? I don’t understand, I have lots of suitor, I have my parent to love me, I don’t lack of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER EVER handle your relationship with others as though you are doing political works. It never work, there is a lot of blind spot in our life that we often over look, a small action, a little praising are every drop of sincerity that you drip into others heart that make a different in everyone as well as in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tips for the day&lt;/span&gt;= Expressing your words of comfort and actions of love is just like adding MSG to enrich your relationship with others. But never add too much because the receiver might feel tire of it one day, do it at the right time, right place, and with the right person. The three R formula. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-6251921476853457251?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6251921476853457251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=6251921476853457251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6251921476853457251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6251921476853457251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/xpress.html' title='Xpress'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SMO5ZNvKAUI/AAAAAAAACQE/ecx63KoeffI/s72-c/eggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-4669599253627003722</id><published>2008-09-01T15:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T16:19:09.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Towards the rainbow. towards the love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SLuhL2LFw0I/AAAAAAAACPs/JU1LSpks4TI/s1600-h/rainbow.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240959816268366658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SLuhL2LFw0I/AAAAAAAACPs/JU1LSpks4TI/s320/rainbow.bmp" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240962844911257282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SLuj8Iv0xsI/AAAAAAAACP0/uB1JUY6tePM/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240963340085815282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SLukY9ao5_I/AAAAAAAACP8/y4n8RUdXPEM/s320/IMG_0150.JPG" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Towards the rainbow, towards the love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at RSAF, first time in life that I visited there and it was really great. After a short pour, we saw rainbow, beautiful rainbow connected from the sky all the way down to end of the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So beautiful la, I want to walk toward the rainbow.” Darling said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“LOL dear, how you going to walk there? And why you want to?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because I love rainbow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, me too, I love rainbow and I love you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it take 7 colours to make up rainbow and whenever there is light and water, most likely there will be rainbow. Light represent the vibrant joy in life and water represents darkness in life. In life, you don’t only ask for joy, you faces both happy and sadness and that make you value your life more because eventually you will learn to appreciate the value of life, just like how much you love rainbow after a heavy down pour and dark cloud goes away and the sun start to shine again.&lt;br /&gt;My jeans was wet and darling shoe was soaked wet too, but still both enjoy standing there looking at the rainbow more than seeing how the fighter plane fly. Wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If darling and me really try to walk toward the rainbow, I really wonder how it would be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Tibet, those believers of Buddha walk towards the mountain where their Buddha once lives in, you guys know how they travel there? For every 3 steps they walk, they will knee down and bow. So it took them 3 months just to visit the place of Buddha where he once lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way of our relationship, I believe there will be some unhappiness but if both of us are willing to pull through, sooner or later we will eventually reach the place where we wanted to go. The palace of rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Seeing rainbow together with someone you love is really different, it just magical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-4669599253627003722?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4669599253627003722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=4669599253627003722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4669599253627003722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4669599253627003722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/towards-rainbow-towards-love.html' title='Towards the rainbow. towards the love'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SLuhL2LFw0I/AAAAAAAACPs/JU1LSpks4TI/s72-c/rainbow.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8810325800477083275</id><published>2008-08-28T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:27:02.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much of a change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SLV-kj4Ym4I/AAAAAAAACPk/50bJ86wDxZY/s1600-h/change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239232908087565186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="212" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SLV-kj4Ym4I/AAAAAAAACPk/50bJ86wDxZY/s320/change.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Too much of a change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I’m the one who change? I’m only 18 this year, not even reaching half way of my life and still having a long way ahead, yet I’m thinking of settling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it mean by settling down? Faster finish my education and getting married, faster build up my own family. Goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there is nothing call “settling down” Changes in life happen every day! Though I’m a person who can adapt to changes easily but I hate changes. Changes make me feel lousy (Bad mood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I couldn’t stop changes in life, new school, new education, new friends, new jobs, changing of girl friend, divorce, re-marry, new place to live in, almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing of your own relative, parent and sibling is out of the question, and I love them. Beside this, there is two things in my life that I hate to have a change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Girl friend&lt;br /&gt;2) Close friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I can adapt to changes easily, but to me it kind of tiring. I can’t describe it why but that the fact. If it a good change, then I’m consider lucky, but what if it not? Some people enjoy changes, some people not and I’m the one who don’t like too much of a change in live, maybe I’m old fashion, anything you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the fact that there is too much changes in life, in society and in world, I pray and hope that there is no changes in my love relationship and close friends around me. Because when I’m down in life, when I feel hopeless in life and in my darkest point in life, family, girl friend and friends are the one who will stay with you to pull you through. It loves that make you stand up again. Loves, what a powerful word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m one who is very easy to get contented with, a very simple and sincere praise and encouragement from my family and my girl friend, my mood is good and happy again, and even get motivated by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so much of change, when they meant important to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when there is a need for change because it doing bad for you, it should be change, BUT if you change just to get some freshness in life then that shouldn’t be the way and hope it doesn’t bring too much trouble for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tips for the day:&lt;/span&gt; Changes can be good and bad, but for those that should be staying, it shall stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-8810325800477083275?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8810325800477083275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=8810325800477083275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8810325800477083275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8810325800477083275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/too-much-of-change.html' title='Too much of a change'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SLV-kj4Ym4I/AAAAAAAACPk/50bJ86wDxZY/s72-c/change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5818018195877975226</id><published>2008-08-24T02:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T03:11:44.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One out of two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SLBclPIzr6I/AAAAAAAACPc/WHVNpuwTWA8/s1600-h/one+out+of+two.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237788161420275618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="250" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SLBclPIzr6I/AAAAAAAACPc/WHVNpuwTWA8/s320/one+out+of+two.bmp" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;One out of two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Money Not Enough 2 with darling and I think this is the first time that I got HIT by the reality right in front of my face. I feel like crying so much and darling hide her head in my shoulder don’t want to watch it. (**please go watch this movie if you guys haven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One out of two is the name for this topic I’m going to blog today but I want to name a second name for this topic, BETWEEN TWO EXTREME POINT. Inflation of rice and oil, raising cost of ERP and in this movie the most cruel part is both the grand daughter and the grandma need the packet of blood for operation, and this last packet of blood go to who? It either the grand ma die or the grand daughter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe a lot of times we are surround by choices, don’t know what to choose, what to decide. Life is about the matter of choice and every day we are making choices, making decision, even when we are doing exam, the stupid multiple choice questions. At times, we can choose a few things at one goal, but there is also times when we can only choose one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example, There is this plane that is about to explode due to the fuel burn in it and it stop above the sea, the pilot inflated the life boat and save all the passengers, and it left the last seat but there are still two passengers on the plane. It an old man and a pregnant women, who should we save?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to make decision when we are in between two extreme points?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we met this kind of situation, normally we won’t be able to think properly and most of the time, we lost our rational thought and simply went crazy. Choice can’t be made, problem left unsolved and we even feel like killing ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realize that I couldn’t come up with solution to this problem because I can’t even solve this problem if I will to meet it and is there a fix solution to this kind of problem? I doubt there is too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will leave it to you guys to think about it, alright? If there’s really ways to solve it, do tag on my board. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I want to tell darling that, choosing you is the right choice that i had made. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tips for the day&lt;/span&gt;= Life is about making choices, either the right one or the wrong. There may be a turn over when you choose the wrong one, but there is also choices that don't allow you to have the second chance for a turn over. So choose it wise, choose it right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3585514200803125675-5818018195877975226?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5818018195877975226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5818018195877975226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5818018195877975226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5818018195877975226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-out-of-two.html' title='One out of two'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SLBclPIzr6I/AAAAAAAACPc/WHVNpuwTWA8/s72-c/one+out+of+two.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-4209694672235911205</id><published>2008-08-11T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:03:53.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why compare when we are all human?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SJ_EkcYEZGI/AAAAAAAACPU/GLVYVF7ffes/s1600-h/tall,+short.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233117422399284322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SJ_EkcYEZGI/AAAAAAAACPU/GLVYVF7ffes/s320/tall,+short.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Why compare when we are all human?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I’m getting sleepy studying in library, so take a rest for now. NDP had just over and I believe all primers who involve as motivators do really had fun over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the con-course after the disco celebration at the floating platform, than Anthony and the rest ran over to the area where the wheel chair association gathers because there is a celebrity there too. They ran over to took photo with him and I heard this person said “I don’t know why they are fond to those celebrities, I mean they are also human, what so special about them?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of amaze by what that person said, giving me a deep thought in my mind. Okay, just talk about me. I tend to compare, almost everything because I don’t get to enjoy good things while others have it. Though this shouldn’t be the way I feel or think, and with those words I heard from that person, I finally “wake up” from this negative thought I have, for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This important person that “wake” me up, I believe she / he is one who appreciate what she have and never ask for more, feeling grateful for what is given to him / her and never compare too much because he /she believe whatever is in you now is consider the best for you, if you were to compare, he /she believe that there are others who is worst then you, isn’t it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this simple words from that person, it practically change my whole mind set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That powerful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;知足长乐。。。老一辈都常说 “人比人， 气死人！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你们认为呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-4209694672235911205?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4209694672235911205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=4209694672235911205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4209694672235911205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4209694672235911205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-compare-when-we-are-all-human.html' title='Why compare when we are all human?'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SJ_EkcYEZGI/AAAAAAAACPU/GLVYVF7ffes/s72-c/tall,+short.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-6268010316798451754</id><published>2008-08-06T23:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:58:53.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember, the bed time story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Do you remember? The bed time story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story originated by Cheong Yee Cheng, serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231433690409157890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="232" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SJnJOV7ZRQI/AAAAAAAACPE/x_Ou4NSOuOk/s320/roses+heart.bmp" width="257" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231434187216964002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="100" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SJnJrQrmyaI/AAAAAAAACPM/0ZlbUHbsIks/s320/beach+wedding.bmp" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once upon a time there was a girl named Sunshine and a guy named Rainbow. The sunshine loved Rainbow very much. At night, the Rainbow kisses Sunshine and she falls asleep into her dreams. Days by days, Rainbow and Sunshine start to love each other more and more. And so, the time they spent together increased rapidly. Sunshine's parents realised their daugther is always together with Rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They forced them to seperate but it didn't work. THey had no choice but to lock her in the castle. One month, two month had passed. This two loving coupler has not been seeing each other. But their love was still stable. Nothing will stop them from loving one another. But Rainbow's health worsened. He became so thin and pale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what happend to him, he will always bring his flute to the castle and blow it everyday. Everytime he starts to blow it, the flowers will bloom. Sunshine was so touched that her tear dropped. Suddenly, the worst happened to Rainbow, while he was blowing his flute. He vomitted a pool of blood on it because of his sickness. Sunshine saw it and nearly jumped down from the castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine hit the door with all her might and it finally broke open. She ran to find Rainbow but he had already fainted. Sunshine realised she really had to live without Rainbow. Her heart felt very pain while seeing Rainbow like this. Sunshine's parents had no choice but to let Rainbow marry Sunshine. Both of them were finally together after many problems they've encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This husband and wife wanted to love together forever, but Rainbow died 2 years later because his illness came back again. He vomitted a pool of blood and died straightaway. His last words were "I love you, Sunshine" Sunshine was so sad that she too, killed herself. This two lovely couple have bben buried together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story have been known by many people in the world. Everytime after a heavy down pour, when Sunshine comes out, Rainbow will come out too. They will never ever leave one another inspite of whatever problems they met with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*** Was digging for my things in the drawer and saw this file. Flip, flip and flip, than saw this story that i wrote 2 years plus ago. It kind of childish but i love it, love it like nothing else. Kind of a sweet story ah? LOLS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-6268010316798451754?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6268010316798451754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=6268010316798451754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6268010316798451754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6268010316798451754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/remember-bed-time-story.html' title='Remember, the bed time story'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SJnJOV7ZRQI/AAAAAAAACPE/x_Ou4NSOuOk/s72-c/roses+heart.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8558026485965633196</id><published>2008-08-01T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:21.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her beauty had gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SJHwLEVJYEI/AAAAAAAACO8/rpMBvLf6Kag/s1600-h/changes+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229224715285520450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SJHwLEVJYEI/AAAAAAAACO8/rpMBvLf6Kag/s320/changes+.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Her beauty had gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I met up with a friend that has fly oversea 2 years ago and came back for a short holiday. A group of us went to the air port to welcome her back for a short visit, she practically “WOW” us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a makeover she has!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, she wears a T-shirt and a pants then she went out. In school, she tucks in her shirt neatly and don’t wear ankle socks. She have a very normal look, didn’t have very good body figure as well. But she is very beautiful in her heart. Good temper, treat everyone nicely, helpful and a very faithful love for her boyfriend. To me, she is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to some reason, both of them broke up and she slowly went into depression and decides to go oversea to study, but the main reason is to change a totally new environment for her. She gets her depression treatment oversea and went to psychology for counseling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, she flew back to Singapore! She dress fashionably and behave “nosily”. I asked her why is she so high and she told me that “Who am I in the past had already die.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m shock. My first thought is, what did the psychologist doctor did to her? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes, whatever she put up now is just a defense for her. Changes like this make her feel safe and seems impure to others, this is what she thought. She totally buried her initial character deep inside her heart and labels “R.I.P”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The change in her appearance is the first line of defense and follow by a totally change in her behavior is the put up of a perfect makeover so making her totally safe from any harm, thus having a good preparation for her own safety zone. “I feel very happy about myself now” she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, others may think that she’s recover from depression. To me, she haven recover and her newly character is polluting her “environment” This pollution shouldn’t be here, as “natural disaster” will eventually happen if this is to carry on for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that everyone will change, to either good or bad. But remember that one shouldn’t have too much of “artificial make up”. Why? Because when you cleanse your make up, you will look bad in your real self because artificial make up destroy your natural beauty. This shouldn’t be the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Everyone is unique in their own way, don’t buried your uniqueness just because you think your uniqueness make your life goes tough. Instead, you should find an environment that blend well with your own uniqueness thus making it your home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Each piece of puzzle have their own match, if this piece of puzzle don't match, don't force it in because it simply don't form the correct picture after all. Since it wrong, find again until it match, eventually a piece of beautiful picture will be complete.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-8558026485965633196?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8558026485965633196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=8558026485965633196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8558026485965633196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8558026485965633196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/her-beauty-had-gone.html' title='Her beauty had gone'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SJHwLEVJYEI/AAAAAAAACO8/rpMBvLf6Kag/s72-c/changes+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-9112667855785568183</id><published>2008-07-28T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:21.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo copier machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SIym-K--GNI/AAAAAAAACO0/zKcyouuwhW8/s1600-h/golden+moment.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227736854500874450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="255" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SIym-K--GNI/AAAAAAAACO0/zKcyouuwhW8/s320/golden+moment.bmp" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Photo copier machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During picnic, was lying on darling’s lap and she was trying to sleep but she couldn’t because I’m too noisy. So she was day dreaming, looking here and there, while I’m starring at her when lying down. She turn and look at me and say “Stop starring at me, go sleep, go sleep”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t and continue starring at her, so she shift her leg away and I got nothing for my head to lie on. HAHA , it quite funny and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, enjoy observing things, peopling around me because I won’t know if I can see the same thing and people again. Especially all my loves one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While lying on darling’s lap, I’m not just starring at her for nothing. I’m actually starring at her deeply so I can have her imagine “printed” in my heart. Just like a camera and a video cam recorder. If anyone will to ask me everything about me and her, I can say in full details because every second with her is all recorded in my mind and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We come nothing, we leave nothing. That what some of the religious teaching, isn’t? YES! All materials on earth we can’t bring it back to heaven after we die, what remain is the soul and our soul actually remember all the memories they had before when was once alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who know we might just leave tomorrow, or even later on? Who know we might not see each other again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see her clearly, see her with all my heart and have her printed in my memories and then labeled it “My precious one”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, this is the most practical way to remember someone important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one example that I want to share with all because remembering someone you dear is the one of the most important task in life. This not only applies to your partner alright? It includes everyone that consider important to you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a printing machine with you. This “machine” is made up of our EYES, MIND and HEART. When you are going to work this machine, please be sure that these three parts is working well. Good memories come like this. As for how it going to process, I shall say no more and you got to train and realize it yourself. Please, don’t do stupid act like me, instantly stare at my darling. You are going to shock that person, thinking you are mad (Negative example).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stare= observe. (With some skill apply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;All this that you have “photocopied” is going to be a golden time for you one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-9112667855785568183?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9112667855785568183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=9112667855785568183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/9112667855785568183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/9112667855785568183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/photo-copier-machine.html' title='Photo copier machine'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SIym-K--GNI/AAAAAAAACO0/zKcyouuwhW8/s72-c/golden+moment.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-2433864383222868122</id><published>2008-07-26T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:21.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joker said it right!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SIrMFnShvCI/AAAAAAAACOs/C5UFUFLJQl8/s1600-h/Joker.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227214714334985250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SIrMFnShvCI/AAAAAAAACOs/C5UFUFLJQl8/s320/Joker.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Joker said it right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bat man, the dark knight, have this wonderful and fantastic character, Joker. I promise to spend money to watch this movie instead of watching it online BECAUSE this actor, Heath Ledger, died for this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath Ledger act as Joker in the movie and he, creating trouble again and again, the reason is because he believe that there is no moral value in this world, not in the value of human! Whatever super hero, not in his eyes at least, to him, this world is all about oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is just so right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my point of view, Joker, he is the only brave one who stands up and breaks the fake mask that everyone is wearing and telling others “hey, stop pretending that you are behaving upright!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is about revealing the real face of human behind the fake mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you are still studying, learning extra talents, in love or having a career. IT ALL ABOUT ONESELF! Why? Simply because you want to stay alive, hope to have a comfortable life in times to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are studying = You cheat during exam. Back stabbing during project work. Friend’s conflict. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you are learning extra talents = Hoping you can shine on the stage, catching all the lime light. In order to reach the dream, you can give up whatever you have, doing things which are not right, just to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are in love = God know what’s your real motive. Seeking partner for your own comfort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you got a career = Office politics? Back stabbing and bring a fake smile at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! How ugly can everything be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two thousand five hundred years ago, whether it is studying, learning extra talents, in love or having a career, it all about nurturing a correct moral value in everyone, maintaining peace and harmony to the world. (2500 years ago, time where a saint call “LAO ZHI” the originator of TAOIST exist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it all about money and survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be the first “UGLY” post that I ever blog on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Joker is here to say the truth and he leave for everyone to think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-2433864383222868122?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2433864383222868122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=2433864383222868122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2433864383222868122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2433864383222868122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/joker-said-it-right.html' title='Joker said it right!'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SIrMFnShvCI/AAAAAAAACOs/C5UFUFLJQl8/s72-c/Joker.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5486120808680161362</id><published>2008-07-15T00:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:22.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you are tire of life, how about….have a break, have a Kit Kat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHuAmypMItI/AAAAAAAACOc/_EyX-t0uE2E/s1600-h/kit+kat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222909596784141010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="205" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHuAmypMItI/AAAAAAAACOc/_EyX-t0uE2E/s320/kit+kat.bmp" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you are tire of life, how about….Have a break, have a Kit Kat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be time when we feel so tire of everything! Let me tell you one secret that is unknown to everyone but the fact that it always happen and exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is only ONE problem that really up sad us, we will say “Everything in life sucks. I’m tire of EVERYTHING”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch the words in CAP? It only one problem that really up sad us and we say everything in life sucks. It very normal, no offence and you know why? I just said this sentence last week. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about taking a look at this photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222910181636919618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="165" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHuBI1Y9UUI/AAAAAAAACOk/2DSOrxB_p9Y/s320/face+tumour.bmp" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you think they feel tire of life? Seriously, they look forward for life. They have the passion to carry on living and I doubt that none of you (At least to those who is reading my blog), our living condition is not anything worst than them. Hope I’m right. How they wish to be cure as soon as possible, why? because there are dreams that they yet to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, re-organize your thought. Tire of everything in life mean what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) End your life&lt;br /&gt;2) Taking a rest, before carrying on again&lt;br /&gt;3) Just complaining&lt;br /&gt;4) Wanting the problems to be solve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No doubt that beside studying, we have to cope with a lot of “extra-curriculum” meaning our personal life. Thus, living in Singapore isn’t an easy task to do so, patients entering into mental hospital have significantly increase, No Joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how calm you are, how strong you are (mentally or physically). Do clear your “recycle bin” when it full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I remember I said this to darling “I’m tire of life, feeling so much to stop whatever I’m doing”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m back to normal the next day, I carry on my life again. How do I solve it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of times, this sentence will repeatedly hunting back on us again. Probably twice a week or thrice a month and there is no definite answer to this question. Totally depend on individual, as for me. It could be around once a month? HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do I solve it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of way to solve this problem, as for me. I voice it out! To people who have GOOD LISTENING EAR (my darling is one!), that very important. Why? For example, there is a man who is thinking of committing suicide because he is tire of life and he got a friend who loves to crap to talk to. “I’m tire of life man, talk to me can?" “Go die la or call chat line 1800-1234567. It only 10cent per min” his friend said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this example? So get a friend who got good listening ear, that why I nearly got no secret or problem that keep it to myself, I feel comfortable like this. Secondly, I blog! This is why I post my blog in this manner, it motivates me and I hope to motivate others as well. Thus, I have to keep very closely to what happen around me and read up a lot of books about life, communication and keep close update on world issues. It really helps me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy foods, although I’m a vegetarian but there are a lot of nice foods too okay! When it time to enjoy eating, I eat like mad, I never get stingy when it time to enjoy foods! We live to eat! (One of the reasons), so do have your hobbies to release stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, have your mind set and view change! I agree that when one met problems that really up sad them, everything in the world turn dark. But still, sun will rise again the next day. Accept the fact, solve it and get on with life. OH! Thanks god that we are alive today, not everyone are able to live their life the next day. Get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is once or I should say many times, I’m sick of living and get really tire of it. Yes! Even age like us face it alright? Not only adult. Unless you are mentally ill or else you wouldn’t think of committing suicide, then what to do? Think of a multiple solutions to solve it, isn’t?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;LIFE IS STILL COLOURFUL AFTER ALL. WHAT COME AFTER THUNDER STORM? IT STILL A WARM AND SUNNY WEATHER, WITH CLEAR BLUE SKIES. WELCOME IT WITH A SMILE =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5486120808680161362?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5486120808680161362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5486120808680161362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5486120808680161362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5486120808680161362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-you-are-tire-of-life-how-abouttake.html' title='If you are tire of life, how about….have a break, have a Kit Kat?'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHuAmypMItI/AAAAAAAACOc/_EyX-t0uE2E/s72-c/kit+kat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-1761312094856976447</id><published>2008-07-12T00:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:22.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of two tomato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHeMQp9xSFI/AAAAAAAACOU/qJLCP-VLEV8/s1600-h/tomato.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221796510730111058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHeMQp9xSFI/AAAAAAAACOU/qJLCP-VLEV8/s320/tomato.bmp" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;就为了两粒番茄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今 天 我 被 老 妈 骂 了，原 因`就 是 我 忘 了买 番 茄。照 常 的，老 妈 大 发 脾 气 （并 不 奇 怪 ），可 是`除 了之 外，我 被 骂 的 挺 开 心 的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我，还 是 一 样 的固 执。当`老 妈 大 发 脾 气 骂 我 时，我 就 故 意 以 不 理 不 睬 的 方 试 去 应 对 她 （老 妈 最 讨 厌 她 骂 人 时，对 方 不 理 不睬 ），果 然 老 妈 更 加 生 气。不 就 是忘 了两 粒 番 茄，有 必 要 吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可 是，这 时 小 弟 好 生 气 哦，老 爸 也 是！都 站 在 老 妈 那 里，一 起 责 怪 我。由 其 是 小 弟，他 骂 我 不 是 因 为 我 忘 了 买 番 茄，而 是 因 为 怕 老妈 的 身 体，对！我 妈 生 病 了。就 因 为 老 妈 生 病 了，全 家 人 都 莫 明 齐 心 起 来，比 往 常 更 加 的 懂 事，尤 其 是 小 弟 和 老 爸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;全`家 都 不 知 道，今 天 我 虽 被 骂 了，可 以 我 被 骂 得 很开 心。在 这，我 很 想 称 赞 小 弟 “弟 弟 啊，你 真 的 好 乖，好 孝 顺！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小 弟 刚 骂 了 我 一 句 跟 戏 剧 都 很 熟 悉 的 台 词，他 说 “如 果 老 妈 因 为 生 气 你 而 发 生 什 么 事，我 一 定 不 会 放 过 你！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听 了 好 是 开 心 啊。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;感言&lt;/span&gt;= 别等到一切都太迟了，明白吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Because of two tomato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got scolded today just because I forgot to buy tomato. As usual, my mum scolded me like hell (which is very normal) but beside this, I’m very happy that I got scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, still as stubborn because when my mum was scolding me like hell, I purposely don’t want to show any reaction, just kept quiet and let her scold (It a technique that I use to make my mum more angry because she hate people keeping quiet and don’t argue back). After all, it just two tomato, does she need to get so angry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time, my brother got very angry with me, same as my dad. Standing at my mum's side, scolding me together, 3 is to 1. My younger brother scolded me not because I forgotten to buy tomato for mummy, but because he worry about my mum's health. Yes! My mum is sick. Without them realizing, the whole family suddenly got so united, it obvious to me at least. My dad and brother suddenly behave so sensible and show more concern towards this family (Both of them are actually very lazy to care so much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole family didn't actually realize that I’m very happy to got scolded today, do here by, I want to give my younger brother a good praise “my dear brother, you are so obedient and filial!! You are simply wonderful!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My younger brother just scolded me something that we normally hear from the TV programme. “I won’t let you off if something happen to mummy just because she’s angry with you!” He shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing this, I’m so happy..…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tips for the day&lt;/span&gt;= Don’t wait till everything is just too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-1761312094856976447?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1761312094856976447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=1761312094856976447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1761312094856976447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1761312094856976447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/because-of-two-tomato.html' title='Because of two tomato'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHeMQp9xSFI/AAAAAAAACOU/qJLCP-VLEV8/s72-c/tomato.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-6278760408902523237</id><published>2008-07-08T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:22.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>济公, the mad monk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHOHKq8sQpI/AAAAAAAACOM/77eCzZLovOY/s1600-h/%E6%B5%8E%E5%85%AC,+Ji+Gong,.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220665010449826450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHOHKq8sQpI/AAAAAAAACOM/77eCzZLovOY/s320/%E6%B5%8E%E5%85%AC,+Ji+Gong,.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;济公, the mad monk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are Buddhist or even not a Buddhist, I believe his is an immortal that everyone know with a nick that everyone call, the mad monk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch show about him, only from china production because history about him is more accurate. He is one of the best teachers that I must really learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that describe my feeling for now….Moody. Darling is so cute la, but she still cheer me up even though she don’t know why I’m moody because I didn’t explain properly also la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m growing up day by day and slowly I’m stepping into this real society.I just told darling “I want to stop whatever I’m doing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m no different from anyone, I use to crawl 17 years ago. Then I went to school, then to working world, then I got married or maybe not. Then I grow old and then I die. Life end here, Click, just like this. Once I think about this, I’m sick of life. Everyone is doing the same, with the same ending and if the ending is the same? Why bother to work so hard for our whole life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;济公, the mad monk ( Sorry, I don’t his name in English ), he lead a different life. After he knew his mum had die, he started to go “crazy” then start travelling around to save countless people who are in trouble. I’m not here to talk about his history but the kind of mentality he have in his heart and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;济公, Ji Gong (in Chinese pin yin), ever since he went crazy, he always carry a smile with him no matter where he go. To him, life is always good. He is always a miracle maker. I remember he have a famous phrase “whether it true or false, it depend on how you look at it. Sometime when you think it true, it might not or another way round.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;济公, Ji Gong, love to drink and he drink non-stop. Now, everyone is thinking, how can a monk drink? There is actually a hidden meaning in it. Before I reveal the meaning, I will like to say that even though Ji Gong drink, he never get drank a single time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human, are too drank towards this world. Already forgot why are we here for, forgetting what is life really meant for. 济公, Ji Gong, drink to show us this. In appearance he is indeed very drank, but in mind and heart, he’s totally alert, awake. Unlike us, too into this world that we can’t break the cycle of life, couldn’t make a different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he is drank, he look like as if he is not sure what happen around him, acting blur and crazy all the time. That another meaning! Human, have to act blur, act stupid sometimes. This is not telling us to show we are weak and power-less and stupid, instead this is a very smart act. I list an example, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;what is the hardest thing on our whole body? The teeth! Next, what is the softest thing in our body? The tongue! But when we grow old, all our teeth drop and what about our tongue? They still remain that good in condition. So, which is the best choice? The strong or the weak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tips for the day&lt;/span&gt;= people, need to act blur and stupid at time. Staying too strong will only bring harm to us one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;做人要懂得装傻，路才能走的远，走的更开心啊！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;As long as there is your TM =) everthing will go well for me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-6278760408902523237?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6278760408902523237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=6278760408902523237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6278760408902523237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6278760408902523237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/mad-monk.html' title='济公, the mad monk'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHOHKq8sQpI/AAAAAAAACOM/77eCzZLovOY/s72-c/%E6%B5%8E%E5%85%AC,+Ji+Gong,.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-1630688575301969795</id><published>2008-07-06T18:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:22.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only life is like a magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHCZ1icVpCI/AAAAAAAACOE/dZ50jqFGyjE/s1600-h/magic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219841113180185634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="225" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHCZ1icVpCI/AAAAAAAACOE/dZ50jqFGyjE/s320/magic.bmp" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                     &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;   If only life is like a magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magic, after all it just an illusion. What’s the big deal then?If life is like a magic, I will turn it into one that everybody envy. But I’m not confident enough, not confident enough to show how great an illusion can be. I don’t dare to show it to the audience, I couldn’t face them. I feel like running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are the audience in my life? Where are they? Who’s interested anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only life is like a magic, I will have the rainbow to be colour in 10 different colour, instead of 7. I will want to bring the stars down from the sky. I will want to have the love one by my side. But I forgotten the magic word, I couldn’t remember it by heart.I can forget about adding colour to the rainbow, having the stars from the sky, having the love one back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye rainbow, no more star, bye bye my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coward, is who I am? I never like to be one. I don’t want to hide myself up again. I want the world to know who I am! The great magician for my own life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, there is full of nonsense and problem, but it an illusion after all. Life can be full of colour and beauty and it just another illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All great illusion are follow by all hard work that a magician had put in behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who know there is 10 colour for a rainbow one day? Who know stars can be taken down from sky one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip for the day = It a matter of courage, with practice it make things perfect. It one of the magician rule, isn’t it? If lives have no illusion, how boring can it be? If life have no problem and nonsense, who will appreciate the beauty of life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IF YOU REALLY WERE TO RUN AWAY FROM IT, RUN TO ME, DEAR. SUPERMAN WILL CAST ILLUSION SPELL ONTO ALL PROBLEMS AND NONSENSE YOU FACE. POOF! AND THEY DISAPPEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-1630688575301969795?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1630688575301969795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=1630688575301969795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1630688575301969795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1630688575301969795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-only-life-is-like-magic.html' title='If only life is like a magic'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SHCZ1icVpCI/AAAAAAAACOE/dZ50jqFGyjE/s72-c/magic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-159108689699095196</id><published>2008-07-01T20:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:23.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, can you have more patience toward us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218026195797456594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SGonLcUwttI/AAAAAAAACNs/4245I0O0kLw/s320/childhood+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Baby, can you have more patience toward us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of time, I have been questioning myself what is the motivation I have that keep me stay in the youth group. Continue to educate my kids as well as teaching Buddhist and life knowledge. There it goes……………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple yet lovely story that stay in everyone heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are still very young, they taught you to use fork, spoon and chopstick to eat. Taught you to wear clothing, button your shirt and tie your shoe lace. Taught you to wash your face and comb your hair, taught you how to behave as well as moral value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember the first song you sang after learning for so long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember asking them how you came onto the earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one day when they grow old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they can't speak properly……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they keep nagging or repeating their words…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please…Don’t blame them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they start forgetting how to wear clothing and tie their shoe lace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they start staining their shirt while eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When their hand start trembling while combing hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please…Don’t rush and nag at them because you are growing up and they are growing old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you are always at their side, they feel the warm of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And till the day that they can’t stand properly and walk properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please…hold their hand tight and walk with their pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like they how your parent holds on to you, when you are young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218025391247686882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SGomcnJJfOI/AAAAAAAACNk/18x3v40HFZI/s320/childhood+1.bmp" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218028727719514818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="251" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SGope0eBUsI/AAAAAAAACN0/IaVAnv5uKZI/s320/IMG_0669.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is 1/7/2008, NATIONAL ARMY DAY.. Fuhua NCC once again got FIRST IN NATION..Proud of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218029985301323586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="263" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SGoqoBU430I/AAAAAAAACN8/RSQhcnooRSA/s320/100_0250.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My good old mate.....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-159108689699095196?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/159108689699095196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=159108689699095196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/159108689699095196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/159108689699095196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/baby-can-you-have-more-patients-toward.html' title='Baby, can you have more patience toward us?'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SGonLcUwttI/AAAAAAAACNs/4245I0O0kLw/s72-c/childhood+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5979732531437696263</id><published>2008-06-29T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:23.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The imperfect perfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SGd6gpht1DI/AAAAAAAACNc/4PIHcmDtHUQ/s1600-h/dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217273394653680690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SGd6gpht1DI/AAAAAAAACNc/4PIHcmDtHUQ/s320/dream.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;如果。The imperfect perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们有太多的如果，太多的可能，总让我们拿不下一个绝定。因为每一人都在寻找一个完美的绝定。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是我们都忘记了，在每个完美的人或事的背后都有着它不完美的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be the world require us to be the best that we can be. Putting us into a situation to work too hard, feeling wear up, feeling depress. Who dream to be cleaner? Who dream to be a floor sweeper? None, every one of us are looking at yourself wearing the lawyer suit, the army uniform, the doctor suit, wearing leather shoe to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parent plan for our whole life, to groom us into one who earn big money in the future, with great career. Thinking that this will be the perfect plan for their children and forgetting that there is an imperfection behind this entire perfect plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to reach our plan, we miss out a lot in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of plan, you miss the person that you once love.&lt;br /&gt;Because of plan, you backstab and do all you can to reach the goal.&lt;br /&gt;Because of plan, you spoil your health.&lt;br /&gt;Because of plan, you ruin your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, you got your goal...........&lt;br /&gt;And you lost everything by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so windy tonight…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking out the window and mind flooded with lots of thought. Thinking if I could capture all the details in life and not achieving my goal, will I willing to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer is……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you guys? Maybe, maybe not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tip for the day&lt;/span&gt;= Life on earth is a lesson to attend in “school”. How much you learn, how much you miss, it all depend on you. Life is a pleasure, life is a present. After all, it how much you are able to absorb and get involved in it by not missing anything. Yesterday is a past, today is a present, that why it call gift.&lt;/span&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/3585514200803125675-5979732531437696263?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5979732531437696263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5979732531437696263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5979732531437696263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5979732531437696263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/imperfect-perfection.html' title='The imperfect perfection'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SGd6gpht1DI/AAAAAAAACNc/4PIHcmDtHUQ/s72-c/dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3481755368645537227</id><published>2008-06-19T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:23.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SFosf1Thb8I/AAAAAAAACNU/3DIhKriTB_E/s1600-h/talking.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213528444031299522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SFosf1Thb8I/AAAAAAAACNU/3DIhKriTB_E/s320/talking.bmp" width="106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Beware…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall continue on, shut up, if you don’t know how to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, the topic is on BEWARE. Why should everyone beware on what they are talking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in life beging with our thought, agree? But sometimes we realize that we even speak without thinking. Even faster than what we think, then people will “Opps, sorry. I say the wrong thing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, its the thought that is powerful or the words we say is more powerful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware of what you say because words….&lt;br /&gt;1) Can cause argument&lt;br /&gt;2) Can cause fight&lt;br /&gt;3) Can strain a relationship&lt;br /&gt;4) Can destroy your future&lt;br /&gt;5) Can kill lives&lt;br /&gt;6) Can cause war&lt;br /&gt;7) Can destroy the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people didn’t realize the power of words, the power of communication. I list an example. Last month, There is this country (should not say is which country) is planning to try out on radioactive bomb and a couple of countries is trying to stop them from doing it because it will greatly affect the world health issue. Thus, lots and lots of meeting are being held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my friends ask me “why do you read these old people books (Books on communication)?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communication is deadly important because it simply change you from top to toe. Making you into a natural leader in any area of life, where ever you go, only if you know how to apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a great communicator, you will&lt;br /&gt;1) be a peacemaker&lt;br /&gt;2) Problem solver&lt;br /&gt;3) Topic twister (in time of needs)&lt;br /&gt;4) A great relationship partner&lt;br /&gt;5) A money sucking machine (In term of career)&lt;br /&gt;6) One that everybody needs (In conference, in politic, in company)&lt;br /&gt;7) Simply shines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continue on part 3………………&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-3481755368645537227?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3481755368645537227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3481755368645537227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3481755368645537227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3481755368645537227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/beware.html' title='Beware'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SFosf1Thb8I/AAAAAAAACNU/3DIhKriTB_E/s72-c/talking.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-7706751811653132443</id><published>2008-06-18T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:23.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A true love never falls easily because of a little impact.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SFiZI4N7u5I/AAAAAAAACNM/fRyLg_Bphdo/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213084946490178450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SFiZI4N7u5I/AAAAAAAACNM/fRyLg_Bphdo/s320/001.JPG" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A true love never falls easily because of a little impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 16 night, drinking alone outside the room thinking deeply. Thinking what should I do? How should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was thinking, everything about you, thinking, thinking and thinking, my mind start to drift away. Suddenly, I think about playing basketball. (What a weird link from you to basketball)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love playing basketball, although I’m not a good shooter.&lt;br /&gt;Even blocked out by others….&lt;br /&gt;Slam by someone until my nose bleed&lt;br /&gt;Spring my ankle at times…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But after all this, as long as I’m fully recovered, I still go back playing basketball because a true hobby that I have, I don’t give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back thinking of you, we didn’t have any road block before along our way. 16June may be the first block we have, maybe a lot more in the future. Why should I give up easily because of a little impact while you are the one I truly love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真正的喜欢不会因为一点挫折而放弃的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That my belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I never work hard enough, sorry darling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-7706751811653132443?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7706751811653132443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=7706751811653132443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7706751811653132443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7706751811653132443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/true-love-never-falls-easily-because-of.html' title='A true love never falls easily because of a little impact.'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SFiZI4N7u5I/AAAAAAAACNM/fRyLg_Bphdo/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-1518760544785384677</id><published>2008-06-12T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:24.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shut up, if you dont' know how to talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SFAA6cIGtlI/AAAAAAAACNE/mMqkn6FFDX0/s1600-h/shut+up.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210665772850263634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SFAA6cIGtlI/AAAAAAAACNE/mMqkn6FFDX0/s320/shut+up.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Shut up, if you don’t know how to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have a few friends that got this problem communicating with their friends and relatives. They told me that they simply can’t talk to them because none of them seems to understand what they are talking about, so it ends up quarreling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask them “how about telling me one example they cause the quarrel?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend A says “I went out with my girlfriend to celebrate our one year anniversary, so we went to Sentosa to play. I want to act romantic la, and then I bring her to siloso beach to have a walk lor.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my girl friend says “Wa, that girl who wear pink bikini so sexy lei. Darling, she so sexy right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend A say “No la, you more sexy”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend say “You say the true lei, I won’t angry one, really. So you can say the truth.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend A “you really want to me to say the truth ah?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend “Yeah, tell me who more sexy. She or me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend A “She really more sexy then you, you also dun wear bikini let me see one lor.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So their celebration for anniversary ends like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend A told me “She wants me to say the truth what, then now she angry. I don’t what she thinking sia.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my friend A this “Is you too stupid la. Please.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask my friend B what happen by telling me one example that happen on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend B say “ yesterday while I was taking bus 52 to go school, then I saw this old lay board the bus and she got no seat. So I decided to give up my seat for her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old lady say “Thank you young boy, that very nice of you!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend B say “Of course, not a lot of youngster like me know how to petty old people like you. You shall have my seat.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old lady stands up and walks to the back with the plastic bag and says “Young boy, you are lousy!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend B went blur after that thinking what's wrong had he done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Indeed you are lousy, my friend” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continue…….and who knows where their problem lies??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Miss my blur blur so much la, friday coming!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-1518760544785384677?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1518760544785384677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=1518760544785384677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1518760544785384677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1518760544785384677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/shut-up-if-you-dont-know-how-to-talk.html' title='shut up, if you dont&apos; know how to talk'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SFAA6cIGtlI/AAAAAAAACNE/mMqkn6FFDX0/s72-c/shut+up.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-2916598389945999326</id><published>2008-06-08T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:24.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how ego are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SEvvWPJ8u8I/AAAAAAAACM8/8BPhr9aGQYM/s1600-h/kung+fu+panda.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209520559288531906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SEvvWPJ8u8I/AAAAAAAACM8/8BPhr9aGQYM/s320/kung+fu+panda.bmp" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                             &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;        How big your ego is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to watch Kung Fu Panda with my blur blur and bb primers after NDP training. IT SERIOUSLY CUTTEEEEEE, especially the panda! I love panda, I love panda. Especially the facial expression and the way he talks. I give a 4.5 star over 5. Thumb up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this cartoon character name “Tai lang”, a very highly skilled in kung fu is say to be the Kung Fu Warrior but the “Wu Gui” (The master of Kung Fu) see the evil in him and decided not to let Tai lang to be the Kung Fu Warrior and have the secret script of Kung Fu being pass to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cause Tai lang to have a very deep hatred and causes great disaster in the city, he was finally capture down by the Wu Gui and prison for 20 Years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some how, he manage to escape from the prison and went for a revenge, even wanted to kill his “Shifu” and anyone that block his way to be the Kung Fu Warrior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie allows me to have a great laugh, seeing my blur blur laughing like mad and that really cute la!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at Tai Lang remind me of myself at the same time. Ever since young, I never wanted to lose because I hate to be a loser in any area of my life, even a simple basketball game. Mummy always says “yee cheng ah, being too egotistic will only bring bad to you.” I never listen; this is a natural character I have in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I have my religion, my senior that teaches me that this shouldn’t be the way to live, to win. I can’t possibly have the whole world in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my senior ask me this “How big is your ego?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Very big” I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you ego in?” he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Earning big money, highly status in the society.” I replied proudly. I was only 15 at then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind was filled with big dream, a burning sensation that drives me like nuts. I want to be a millionaire!!!  RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Only if you can have your big ego in saving people, making this a better world to live in, then your ego shall grow.” He said and giving a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egotistic kill life, many many lives I mean. It control human mind that will lost our human moral values, willing to do any things, even killing, murdering of someone, just to win something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this youth leader that says this to us before “you can do bad things if it only harms yourself. If you do bad things that harm others beside yourself, then that a big sin you have to bear.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true. Now, if you will to ask me “how ego are you?” I would say I still have very big ego in me but most of it is to saving back the human moral value and people around. Of course, I still have others things that I’m ego in but that normal human being behavior as long as it doesn’t harm anyone around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, how big your ego is?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-2916598389945999326?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2916598389945999326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=2916598389945999326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2916598389945999326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2916598389945999326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-ego-are-you.html' title='how ego are you?'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SEvvWPJ8u8I/AAAAAAAACM8/8BPhr9aGQYM/s72-c/kung+fu+panda.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3230723036654510970</id><published>2008-05-31T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:24.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capture the moment but not the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SEBArI8oqwI/AAAAAAAACM0/AEXE424FPIY/s1600-h/heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206232279120653058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SEBArI8oqwI/AAAAAAAACM0/AEXE424FPIY/s320/heaven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Capture the moment but not the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera is the one that the whole world recognize that best capture the moment of life, camera have improve from using film to memory card and creation of the photo shop that able to improve the photo quality. Now there is even the word “Cam-wore” meaning that this person loves to take photo, crazy about taking photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, am on hook with the Hong Kong drama, healing hand. From this show I have really feel a lot on life, treasuring life and people around. Of course, they don’t talk about the philosophy of life but to the very basic on how to behave like a human and how we should look at life and death as well as the stubbornness of saving life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to take a nice photo with a camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By buying the most expensive camera with all kind of function? Nope, what I learn is by taking the photo using your heart, with up most sincerity and love when taking it. Then the photo will naturally be the most perfect photo being taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone say, what is the use of taking photo when we know it going to disappear someday. What is the use of taking the photo, when we know it not coming back again? What is the use of taking the photo when we know we couldn’t even capture time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel that the best camera ever is actually memories that stay permanent in our human mind because it something that we can bring along after our death, not the photo neither the camera. If time will to be capture, then the only thing to do in order to capture time is to treasure everyone around us, especially our loves one. We don’t know when we will die, when we will leave and giving them our best is to love them with no limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the disaster happen in china and Myanmar, what does all the death people bring along with them? What is their last words? when is their last kiss to their love one? when is their last good bye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last photo they took…………..before they leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when is yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you capture what you should have to? The moment? Or The time?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-3230723036654510970?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3230723036654510970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3230723036654510970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3230723036654510970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3230723036654510970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/capture-moment-but-not-time.html' title='Capture the moment but not the time'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SEBArI8oqwI/AAAAAAAACM0/AEXE424FPIY/s72-c/heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-4791273366389720873</id><published>2008-05-28T00:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:24.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im missing you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SDw9OY8oqvI/AAAAAAAACMs/1X8ulibb4gI/s1600-h/piglet.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205102586757688050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SDw9OY8oqvI/AAAAAAAACMs/1X8ulibb4gI/s320/piglet.bmp" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the place that we can go so far for now, not any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from the starting point until now, it have been very happy time for me. It like, both of us have a symbol, handphone. It already turn into a habit looking at my phone every now and then, even though there is no vibration but it like i feel the vibration and when i took out my phone, there is no msg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it vibrate, ur name appear in my mind.....I take my phone out with a smile, with excitement and when the name is not you - - -&gt; :( it become like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so use to have you with me. so use to the call in the morning. so use with the nick. so use by letting u win. so use with your trademark. so use to your crazy laugther. so use to hmmm hmmm hmmm in the morning. so use to your 5 more min. so use to the GOSH, rat ! so use with your sleepy head and so use to minesweeping with you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We normally take it for granted when things are still around with us. It only when we lost then we start to realize how important it is to us. now i know the feeling when i lost it because of letting go once and i'm not letting go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, even if you turn into pig one day. I still want you! because i'm also a pig right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage to take a step further....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-4791273366389720873?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4791273366389720873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=4791273366389720873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4791273366389720873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4791273366389720873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-missing-you.html' title='Im missing you'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SDw9OY8oqvI/AAAAAAAACMs/1X8ulibb4gI/s72-c/piglet.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3186351924562365607</id><published>2008-05-19T14:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:25.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my death note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SDEdIJtg0YI/AAAAAAAACMk/sGeelLAIQmU/s1600-h/china+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201971070472606082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="242" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SDEdIJtg0YI/AAAAAAAACMk/sGeelLAIQmU/s320/china+2.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SDEdDZtg0XI/AAAAAAAACMc/iEMY9mpJqQc/s1600-h/china.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201970988868227442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SDEdDZtg0XI/AAAAAAAACMc/iEMY9mpJqQc/s320/china.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;我 的 死 亡 日记&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这 几 天 我 的 心 情 不 是 很 好，看了新 闻 知 到中国，四川，和 缅 甸都 遇 到 了 大 灾 难，死亡 人 数 都 是 以 万以 上 来计 算。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从 电 视 新 闻 所 看 到 的 画 面 都 让 我 心 酸，痛 苦！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那 一 幕 又 一 幕 把 遇 灾 者 从 “豆 腐 渣”救 出 的 伤 者 及 死 者，真 的 让 人 心 惊 又 胆 跳。就 有这 一 幕 看 了 后，我 的 泪 水 掉 了下 来。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我 从 学 校 3 楼 跑 了下来，但 在 我 还 没 逃 出时，学 校 就 榻 了。地 震 停 后，我 就 从 洞 钻 了出 来，过 后 才 发 现 我 的 手断 了。因 为我 被 埋 的 太 久，所 以 双 手 以 被 细 菌 感 染，要 被 砌 除。我 求 医 生 保 留 我 一 只 手，我 还 想 写 字 学 习。医 生 说 可 以 留 手，但 这 样 就 不 能 留 命。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有 一 名 记 者 报 道 “救 灾 人 员 发 现 在 底 程，有 一 位 母 亲 是 背 向 上，双 膝 跪 地，两 手 撑 地 的 死 去。当 救 灾 人 员 把 这 母 亲 抬 走 时，竟 然 发 现 母 亲 肚 下有 个 两 个 月 大 的 小 男 婴，还 睡 得 正 香 呢！ 男 婴 身 旁 有 一 台 手 机，上 面 的 信 息 写 着 孩 子 啊，你 一 定 要 健 健 康 康，快 快 乐 乐 的 长 大。虽 然 妈 妈 不 在 了，但 妈 妈 要 你知 道 我 爱 你，多 么 的 感 人，心 酸。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 开 始 责 备 自 己，生 自 己 的 气！我 为什 么 坐 以 待 毙，什 么都 帮 不上 而 看这 众 生，一 个 一个 的 离 去。我 心 情 很 烦！孩 子 还 那 么 小，父 母 的 离 去，美 满 的 家 庭 就 在 一瞬 间 不 告 而 别。看 这 众 生 的 离 别，就 有 如 我 自 己 也 跟 这 死 去。。。。。我 要 改 变 这 世 界，改 变 人 心。老 母，别 让 孩 子 们 走 啊，我 希 望 有 多 一 点 的 时 间。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My death note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon watching the news on china and Myanmar, that have been experiencing this natural disaster, millions and millions of people that die within a few second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart cry, my heart break! And all that I could do is to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I ran down from the third floor of my school and even before I could run out of the school, it had already collapse. By the time it stop shaking, I try to come out from the hole that I can see which is right in front of me. I successfully claw out of it and then realize that both my arm had already broken. Due to infection, the doctor have to cut off both my hand, I beg to have one of my hand remain because I need my hand to learn. The doctor says it possible but I will have to exchange it with my life. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reporter reported saying “A group of army found a lady die by having the back facing upward, knee kneeling on the floor and both her hand supporting the ground. The medic confirm that she is dead and carry her away, surprisingly they found a 2 month old baby below the lady stomach and sleeping so sweetly without a single injury. One of the medics found a hand phone beside the baby, having a message being type saying. My dear boy, I hope you will grow up healthy and happy, although mummy are not able to be with you anymore but mummy want you to know that I love you. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself, I blame myself for not doing anything to help this disaster but watching the news and crying down there. Is that all I can do? Seeing people on earth leaving this world day by day, all the kids, the parent and a happy family that is all destroy within a few second without saying good bye to anyone. I’m frustrated. Looking at those people dying away, it as if I’m dying with them too. I need to do something to change the world, to change the people around. Dear heavenly God, give me more time, give our man more time, here I pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3585514200803125675-3186351924562365607?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3186351924562365607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3186351924562365607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3186351924562365607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3186351924562365607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-death-note.html' title='my death note'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SDEdIJtg0YI/AAAAAAAACMk/sGeelLAIQmU/s72-c/china+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-1375804547345909401</id><published>2008-05-13T00:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:43:32.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>questions and answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Questions and Answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) people who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. these people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#1 if your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stone there and accept the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#2 if you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I wish to have 10 more dreams to come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#3 what will your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At a clean beach, with all relatives and friends to surround the beach. With a big love shape that filled up with red roses; stand in together with my lovely wife. Having grand buffet there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#4 are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#5 what's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Be herself, be true and faithful. That all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#6 which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to love someone because I believe true heart will move the other, it never fail. Unless I love a cold blood person, which I won’t even think about it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#7 if the person you like does not accept you, would you continue to wait for him/her to change his/her feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will. After I have done with my second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#8 if the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do? Wait for him/her to break up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless her, if she break up. Chase again lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#9 is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No time to be unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#10 what do you want most in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#11 is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#12 how do you see yourself in the future as well as career?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A great speech communicator, if not a Chinese physician, as long as I’m having relationship with human around.One who will give my life to my religion, because there is no time to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#13 who is currently the most important person to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There is 4 most impt person. My parent, brother and blur blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#14 what kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s great, she’s smart, she’s my good friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#15 would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Married but poor, because the lady I married to is rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#16 what's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the clock and shout “HOLY CRAP! I’m late again!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#17 would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#18 if you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick to be single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#19 what type of friends do you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#20 if you played a prank on someone, &amp;amp; he/she fell for the trick, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I will laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lazy to think, but i will still name a few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yvonne, Piriya, Xiu Ying&lt;/span&gt;. That all i think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-1375804547345909401?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1375804547345909401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=1375804547345909401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1375804547345909401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1375804547345909401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/questions-and-answers.html' title='questions and answers'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5784111774439371769</id><published>2008-05-07T19:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:25.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i am, is who i will be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SCGWVjcjitI/AAAAAAAACMU/TS2iMiEyXUA/s1600-h/light+!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197600741998693074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SCGWVjcjitI/AAAAAAAACMU/TS2iMiEyXUA/s320/light+!.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What I am, is who I will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on bus talking to blur blur, then suddenly say “I don’t know what I’m good at or interested at”. Here it go again. Go what, do what? Start thinking about this topic lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself “what make me understand myself to know what I’m good at, what I’m bad at? My interest, hobbies and everything?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not going to elaborate how I know about it, but I’m going to start going into this topic on how to understand your interests, strengths and weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different people have different kind of way to understand themselves. For example, out of nowhere they realize playing basketball is their life. There is also people realize their talent through CCA in school. Some are even through personality test in the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I say here may not be right or don’t suit everyone out there, but I will explain it to my best understanding and analyzing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is necessary to know what you want because it may affect you in your future career. It not anymore like the past, as long there is a career that able to earn you enough money to feed your family. Youth like us at this generation are looking for interesting, exciting job and of course, job that suit their character and interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First= &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Explore your interest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is why there is so many kind of CCA to be choose since primary 3 onwards, beside allowing students to de-stress from their studies, it also allow students to explore their interests, strengths or weaknesses. So never only care about studies because there is a lot of inner potential waiting to be unleashed. (There is this tip to be known while exploring your own interest. While coming in contact with any activity and you feel that you are not excited to what you are learning nor looking forward, then you know, it not your type of activity. Stop learning and explore again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second= &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Understanding of strengths and weaknesses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Through exploring personal interests, one will start to realize what they are good in or not. Thus, once interests in spotted, one will definitely continue doing what they enjoy and leave those they are not interested in. ( But you must at least have a basic understanding of what you are not interested in, or else others will say you are a noob with no common knowledge, at least understand it to have a boarder knowledge ). Once you found your interests, never stop continuously exploring because you never know what are those strengths and weakness that are still hidden in you, now you understand why “NEVER stop learning, until you die”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third=&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Be alert to your surrounding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people out there didn’t really take notice what is happening around them, set aside being updated to what is happening around the world. Thus, they only know what am I doing now, what I am suppose to do now, my homework, my stomach, my bed, my game and that it. What I mean by staying alert to your surrounding mean notice how people around you behave, does this person give you a funny feeling? fearful feeling? Good feeling? Or with a kind of envy and admire feeling? This is the time for us to know what kind of character that I want myself to have. Of course, understanding of human behavior doesn’t happen in a day or two. It take time for you to have the skill to capture it. Beside this, be alert to your surrounding can have a wider scope such as what happen to Singapore and the world tissue. So to increase our knowledge not just on studies, but on social knowledge, it also improve your skill looking at human behavior, character as well as sociology knowledge. To eventually reach at stage of having a unique mind set on the perspective on humanity issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth= &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Molding your character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never use this words as your excuse saying that “I’m born this way, what to do?” Yes! There is something in you that is born naturally but it will be your potential strength and weaknesses, character wise, it not. Character is build and mold while growing up, being taught by parent, teachers and the kind of friends you mix with. True enough? Molding of character is not easy, you have to know what should be the right thing to learn and what is not. Right and wrong is taught by parent and teachers, you won’t know if they didn’t teach, as we are all baby and kids once before. It only when you can understand what is right and wrong then it time for you to be independent, to learn what kind of character that you want yourself to have, to learn from. By abstracting the kind of character that you want yourself to have and then combine as one by building it into you and that the whole new character you will be having. There is actually formula to use, to know what is the correct character that should be build in to you&lt;br /&gt;UPRIGHT BEHAVIOUR x KIND OF BAD BEHAVIOUR = MIXTURE OF BOTH&lt;br /&gt;MIXTURE OF BOTH / 2 = Equilibrium&lt;br /&gt;That’s the formula I use that should be build into my own character. I don’t believe in perfect character because none of us is perfect beside GOD, of course we should try to be one if you think it time that you really have the standard to do so, if not, having a equilibrium character, it good enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those, who still didn’t have the skill to successfully obtain the 4 steps above, than go down to the fifth step below. For those who successfully obtain the 4 steps above, fifth step can also be applied to use because it can further confirm what you really are! Interesting NEHX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth = &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Take personality test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There is a lot of personality test website now a day, so to hope people can know themselves much better through this. But DO NOT TRUST THEIR ANSWER totally, it is not totally accurate. Nevertheless, it may help more or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once successfully obtaining the fifth stage, It almost EVERYTHING! But also not EVERYTHING. What the hell I’m talking! The reason is because character and interests can be change over time, age or the kind of environment that everyone is coming in contact with. But, not to worry about the change because you have at least got the skill on character formula and molding of character, knowing how to explore for your interests. Just apply over and over again, you will stay good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 steps above will eventually bring up your Emotional intelligent ( EQ ) greatly and let you understand the important of being far sighted. Not only this, you will also be able to know what you want for your own career base on your strengths and weaknesses as well as your interests. There is all kind of career around the world, even if there isn’t. Then be your own boss! Because there is no jobs created that doesn’t earn money! As long as your service or products appeal to customer out there, you are the winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tip for the day&lt;/span&gt;= You hold your fate in your hand, it your choice to mold it good or bad. A wonderful shape of vase, jade, diamond, gold or silver doesn’t make in a day. It go through all kind of process and steps that it require in order to sold at high price, being appeal to all that know how to admire. Shinning above all !! Remember what I am, is who I will be and you won’t feel lost for the rest of your life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;This post is specially delegated to blur blur!&lt;br /&gt;I miss blur blur!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5784111774439371769?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5784111774439371769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5784111774439371769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5784111774439371769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5784111774439371769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-i-am-is-who-i-will-be.html' title='what i am, is who i will be'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SCGWVjcjitI/AAAAAAAACMU/TS2iMiEyXUA/s72-c/light+!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8786099495055690063</id><published>2008-04-30T21:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:25.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fairy tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SBh_klohsvI/AAAAAAAACMM/dovKcCX0sNA/s1600-h/cinderella.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195042436725977842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SBh_klohsvI/AAAAAAAACMM/dovKcCX0sNA/s320/cinderella.bmp" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SBh-2FohsuI/AAAAAAAACME/4NkSMnbAOy8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195041637862060770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="225" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SBh-2FohsuI/AAAAAAAACME/4NkSMnbAOy8/s320/untitled.bmp" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Fairy tale, happily ever after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on bus msg-ing her, out of no link we talk about fairy tale and this word keep swirling around my head, so I decide to blog about it after 2 hours of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along my way home, I have been thinking does fairy tale even exist before? So when I come out to a conclusion, it actually does. Basically, there is 3 type of fairly tale that exists in this world and this is how I analyze it into 3 parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Movie&lt;br /&gt;2) 1890 to 1990 years ago&lt;br /&gt;3) Currently society&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People such as actor or actress can experience how fairy tale live their life while acting in movie, this remind me of Enchanted! A very nice touching fairy tale, I believe they enjoy acting even more like ghost movie, fighting movie or even comedy. They themselves know that it impossible to experience it in real life, so why not while acting in movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairy tale can never be apart with words like “Happily ever after” even blur blur hope for it. Put aside fairy tale, does even happily ever after are easy to obtain? Just look at how high is the rate of divorce? It simply shocks you. Let don’t get so far back in history, let just zoom back to the 1890 to 1990, where human depend on growing vegetables for a living. 8 bowls to 10 small bowls of rice, with 1 salted egg and a plate of stir fried vegetables for one whole family. Husband and wife stay as lovely as if they just get into relationship until their back hunch, their teeth drop, until their very last breath. Isn’t that fairy tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression rate is going up, divorce rate is going up, simply said that everything is growing up. Depression is now the top world health issue in current society. WOW! the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I ask myself, how to live up to a fairy tale life if I want to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs a fairy tale life, whether you believe it or not, everyone needs it. Of course, it doesn’t happen in appearance or visible by eyes. It in our heart, everyone including kids didn’t have enough care, concern, love whether by their parent, relative or friends. All they see and know is “you got to study hard, you got to be talented, you better be smart, you better score for your exam, and you better got FIRST in everything”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research show that depression is so common at the age of 12 onwards. Heeelllooo there!! They are just kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is actually formula to live a fairy tale life.&lt;br /&gt;ASK FOR LESS + give more = happily ever after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever ask for a more luxury life if you know this is what I should get.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t expect more from a kids when they say “Daddy, mummy, I had already done my best”&lt;br /&gt;Don’t commit your time all at career and let your kids say “Daddy, mummy, all I remember is seeing you in your shadow at night.”&lt;br /&gt;Give more of your love to people around.&lt;br /&gt;Give quality time to those around you.&lt;br /&gt;Give time to allow yourself to slow down your foot step and take a closer look at the world. Never be stingy to GIVE words that are lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That a fairy tale that everyone should deserve to have, Yes! I agree that there is no fairy tale in this REAL world, but everyone can have a fairy tale in your own way that bring happiness to everyone, especially the inner self of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know there is no fairy tale, that why I promise to give my wife, kids and my parent a fairy tale world in future. As long as they are happy, I will feel as if I’m living in fairy tale world myself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;=) that blur blur logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-8786099495055690063?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8786099495055690063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=8786099495055690063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8786099495055690063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8786099495055690063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/fairy-tale.html' title='fairy tale'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SBh_klohsvI/AAAAAAAACMM/dovKcCX0sNA/s72-c/cinderella.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8321728618826446783</id><published>2008-04-29T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:25.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life made simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SBcaMFohstI/AAAAAAAACL8/W8e5VWz_vmc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194649490168066770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SBcaMFohstI/AAAAAAAACL8/W8e5VWz_vmc/s320/untitled.bmp" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Life made simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today is the last episode of 阿旺新传 and I nearly cry during the last half hour of show. I really learn a lot of this drama series and wonder if I really can live up my life like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阿旺 is a very pure and innocent guy that make very part of his life to the simplest that none of us can be like him. Every since young, he only have one girl in his heart, who is the one that he always say 小媳妇. Relationship now and what it show in this drama can never be compare and does it still exist in society like now? I doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that it everyone of us make things too complicated and coming out with all kind of theory and reasoning, thinking that “yes! This should be the way it works.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did 阿旺 have all this kind of theory that every one of us have in his life? His believe is “with my never give up spirit, I will success.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little encouragement is what he need, this spirit is always shown from the starting of this drama till the end. 小媳妇 is a very smart lady that can actually strive in this strong economy and society, she is a very smart lady that all the guy can ask for. But why she choose阿旺 as her life partner, her husband than anyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, she knows that happiness is everything. What she need is not a rich and smart husband that can provide her every luxury, what she need is a guy who can love her with one faithful heart, a simple smile every single day….Does this role阿旺 still exist in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always feel that being rich is everything, aiming for $10,000 a month for salary. Today Mdm Tan said that work as a marketing manager for Health Science Company, which is her previous job earn her $17,000 a month!! This words from her made me gone kind of crazy, money actually wash my brain off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought with money can actually provide my family a stable life with luxury, without worries, with good status in society. WOW! from everyone that envy me, envy my wife. But none of us will think that money is enough, we will only ask for more, more is always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read news that report recently, rice is nearly out of stock. Billions of people around the undeveloped countries are starving, reporter said if rice will to go out of stock, human chain are going to be in danger, people are going to start war of hunger. LOOKS at how this modern world transform, how successful business world are developing, how technology are improve day by day. WHY shortage of food is happening then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does my dream still worth any consideration if I know I going to starve because food is running out and not because I don’t have the money? Does $10,000 a month of salary worth considering when I know I didn’t have time to spend with my love one? Does relationship still worth carrying on when I come out with all kind of complicated theory of maintaining a relationship when simple is good are the only theory behind all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I miss blur blur, this five days will be a torture to me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-8321728618826446783?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8321728618826446783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=8321728618826446783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8321728618826446783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8321728618826446783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-made-simple.html' title='life made simple'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/SBcaMFohstI/AAAAAAAACL8/W8e5VWz_vmc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-2236714443493087085</id><published>2008-04-20T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T00:50:07.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poly Poly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, i will dely in updating on EQ information because i feel so much to blog at life in polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember while i was still in sec sch, i keep saying this "walao, faster go poly lei, more fun there lor, can't wait to go for poly man" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after experience one week of poly life there. IT SUCKS. haha..So i really suggest this to everyone, got yourself a CCA that you are enjoy or like it, get yourself very involve in it. Then only you will find, poly is enjoyable. Of course, Study something you like is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now, Nursing study is interesting la. I have no complain YET. haha..I Enjoy it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, i have sign up 8 to 9 CCA. hahaa!! Will quit one by one because i want to see which cca suit me best. There is 2 cca i confirm will commit to. Ngee Ann Student Union and Health Sci Nursing Deligates plus one to two other CCA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I miss blur blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-2236714443493087085?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2236714443493087085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=2236714443493087085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2236714443493087085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2236714443493087085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/poly-poly.html' title='Poly Poly'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-7468414719458069182</id><published>2008-04-09T01:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:26.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Importance of EQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R_uqaERvt7I/AAAAAAAACL0/MnrH1FhzZoc/s1600-h/EQ.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186926760648751026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="262" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R_uqaERvt7I/AAAAAAAACL0/MnrH1FhzZoc/s320/EQ.bmp" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Importance of EQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I just get to make a lot of new friends in Poly and some friends are really a joker or they are just making a lot of trouble, whether in the way they talk or behave. Of course, I don’t just realize this when I come to poly, I also see this senseless cases even in my secondary school or friends outside. These people can’t really be blame because it the way and how are being brought up by or even their social circle outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone realize the importance of EQ and some think IQ is more important. In fact, research report that in order to strive in this global society, high EQ is needed compare to people with high IQ. This will be the following information I will be sharing with everyone below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What is Emotional Intelligence ( EQ ) ?&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unh.edu/emotional_intelligence/ei%20What%20is%20EI/ei%20who%20is%20emotionally%20intelligent.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who is emotionally intelligent -- and how does it matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) The four key emotional skills are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) There are many possible definitions of emotional intelligence, and many definitions can be found on the Internet. Many of these definitions stem from the popularizations of emotional intelligence found in the popular press and in popular books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A clear and scientifically useful definition of emotional intelligence, however, is recognizeable because it takes the terms emotion and intelligence seriously. That is, the meaning of emotional intelligence has something specific to do with the intelligent intersection of the emotions and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;Emotional intelligence represents an ability to validly reason with emotions and to use emotions to enhance thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A more formal definition is...&lt;br /&gt;We define EI as the capacity to reason about emotions, and of emotions to enhance thinking. It includes the abilities to accurately perceive emotions, to access and generate emotions so as to assist thought, to understand emotions and emotional knowledge, and to reflectively regulate emotions so as to promote emotional and intellectual growth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is another definition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional intelligence refers to an ability to recognize the meanings of emotion and their relationships, and to reason and problem-solve on the basis of them. Emotional intelligence is involved in the capacity to perceive emotions, assimilate emotion-related feelings, understand the information of those emotions, and manage them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotion. In this model, emotion refers to a feeling state (including physiological responses and cognitions) that conveys information about relationships. For example, happiness is a feeling state that also conveys information about relationships -- typically, that one would like to join with others. Similarly, fear is a feeling state that corresponds to a relationship -- the urge to flee others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence. In this model, intelligence refers to the capacity to reason validly about information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This use of the term emotional intelligence in this fashion is consistent with scientific literature in the fields of intelligence, personality psychology, and emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verbal intelligence concerns the mental ability to reason with and about verbal information, and of verbal knowledge to enhance thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spatial intelligence concerns the mental ability to reason with and about spatial information (i.e., the shape of objects and their orientation in space), and of spatial knowledge to enhance thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continue on part 2.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-7468414719458069182?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7468414719458069182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=7468414719458069182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7468414719458069182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7468414719458069182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/importance-of-eq.html' title='Importance of EQ'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R_uqaERvt7I/AAAAAAAACL0/MnrH1FhzZoc/s72-c/EQ.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-720052950524603225</id><published>2008-04-05T18:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:07:13.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NPSU &amp; Health Science Freshman Orientation camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;NPSU &amp;amp; Health Science Freshman Orientation camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gotta be a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! I should really start blogging because my blog is like showing the same post again and again. Just had my both camp since last week till today. I shall talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NPSU is known as Ngee Ann Poly Student Union, I attended their camp and it was really a blast! Put aside their program , I make a lot of new friends there. I got to mention them because we form a small union call the “NPRC” ( Ngee Ann retard Club ). We are really retard in a sense that joke can never be stop, enjoying each and everyone present there. Hope our friendship will last for life and not only for now. Love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our president for retard club = Xiu Ying, known as Xy for short.&lt;br /&gt;Vice president = Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;Member = Piriya, Yvonne, Geena, Samuel, Shuan, Zhi Xian, Yee Cheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there is suppose to have a few more members but currently it still unconfirmed yet. Sorry if I miss out your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up outing will be informed through Email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, it will be the Health Science, Nursing FOC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, their standard is not as good as NPSU part of it is because of budget? I’m not shall if I’m right or not? Because from what I know, NPSU is real rich but note that they are not sucking up our money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy a lot in this course camp too, partly is because of the friends I make. They are really nice people and I actually got a group of Myanmar friends, as well as one China friend. During item presentation, we actually perform Myanmar dance. It a dance where they will dance during their New Year, if I’m right, their New Year is coming on this April, we dance it in advance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a cultural lover, so I was super into it while learning their dance. it COOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, same thing. Put aside their programmed, I also have lots of laughter. Ok! I admit I’m bad but there is really two jokers in my group! Shouldn’t mention their name, both of them really entertain us like mad. If it not because of them, I think our laughter meter will actually went down. Thanks a million to them too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my new friends in Nursing = A group of Myanmar Friends like TUn, TEng Sui, Ching Ching, as well as a few more, I couldn’t remember. So sorry, abit hard to remember. Raulf, Aimen, KiKi, Jia hui, Wilylin, sniper, china friend ( I forgotten her name too, oh shit ), Our GLs who is sarah, Fatanah, Rizinah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besides being a member in retard club, I was also name SABO KING in my course camp, a group call Green Lantern Corp. How this nick name comes about, I actually forget too, anyhow, I like my nick! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all, I enjoy both the camp, enjoy the present of my new friends! Shall this be a wonderful life in my poly time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NPRC via Zetapi via Lemon Pie via Green Lantern Corp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for myself, what am i going to start busy on ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up, i have a outing with retard club, follow by schooling, CCA Festal, Hip Hop Night.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go Kuming, China on this coming September la! it a oversea trip by nursing. Somemore, i joining NPSU, Adventure Seeker as well as Health Science delicate. i know sooner or later i will quite one of the CCA, obviously i can't cope with it. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall Update again! Chaos....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-720052950524603225?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/720052950524603225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=720052950524603225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/720052950524603225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/720052950524603225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/npsu-health-science-freshman.html' title='NPSU &amp; Health Science Freshman Orientation camp'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5864944414741128855</id><published>2008-03-13T08:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:26.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A vocation of service</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R9hxD0Q-vkI/AAAAAAAACLs/mWDI09WKci0/s1600-h/teresa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177012082045795906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="233" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R9hxD0Q-vkI/AAAAAAAACLs/mWDI09WKci0/s320/teresa.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mother Teresa love with no boundaries&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A vocation of service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1952 the first Home for the Dying was opened in space made available by the City of Calcutta. Over the years, Mother Teresa’s Missionaries of Charity grew from 12 to thousands serving the "poorest of the poor" in 450 centers around the world. Mother Teresa created many homes for the dying and the unwanted from Calcutta to New York to Albania. She was one of the pioneers of establishing homes for AIDS victims. For more than 45 years, Mother Teresa comforted the poor, the dying, and the unwanted around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1966, the Missionaries of Charity Brothers was founded. Homes began to open in Rome, Tanzania, and Australia. In 1971, the first home in the United States was established in the South Bronx, New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Teresa gained worldwide acclaim with her tireless efforts on behalf of world peace. Her work brought her numerous humanitarian awards, including : the Pope John XXIII Peace Prize and the Nobel Peace Prize in 1979. In receiving this award, Mother Teresa revolutionized the award ceremony. She insisted on a departure from the ceremonial banquet and asked that the funds, $6,000 be donated to the poor in Calcutta. This money would permit her to feed hundreds for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is stated to have said that earthly rewards were important only if they helped her help the world’s needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning in 1980, homes began to spring-up for drug addicts, prostitutes, battered women, and more orphanages and schools for poor children around the world. In 1985, Mother Teresa established the first hospice for AIDS victims in New York. Later homes were added in San Francisco and Atlanta. Mother Teresa was awarded Medal of Freedom, the highest U.S. civilian award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1991, Mother Teresa returned for the first time to her native Albania (know known as Serbia) and opened a home in Tirana. By this year, there were 168 homes established in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1952 the first Home for the Dying was opened in space made available by the City of Calcutta. Over the years, Mother Teresa’s Missionaries of Charity grew from 12 to thousands serving the "poorest of the poor" in 450 centers around the world. Mother Teresa created many homes for the dying and the unwanted from Calcutta to New York to Albania. She was one of the pioneers of establishing homes for AIDS victims. For more than 45 years, Mother Teresa comforted the poor, the dying, and the unwanted around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1966, the Missionaries of Charity Brothers was founded. Homes began to open in Rome, Tanzania, and Australia. In 1971, the first home in the United States was established in the South Bronx, New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning in 1980, homes began to spring-up for drug addicts, prostitutes, battered women, and more orphanages and schools for poor children around the world. In 1985, Mother Teresa established the first hospice for AIDS victims in New York. Later homes were added in San Francisco and Atlanta. Mother Teresa was awarded Medal of Freedom, the highest U.S. civilian award.&lt;br /&gt;In 1991, Mother Teresa returned for the first time to her native Albania (know known as Serbia) and opened a home in Tirana. By this year, there were 168 homes established in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On February 3, 1994 at a National Prayer Breakfast, sponsored by the U.S. Senate and House of Representatives, in Washington, DC, Mother Teresa challenged the audience on such topics as family life and abortion. She said, "Please don’t kill the child. I want the child. Give the child to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Teresa traveled to help the hungry in Ethiopia, radiation victims at Chernobyl, and earthquake victims in Armenia. Her zeal and works of mercy knew no boundaries. In November of 1996, Mother Teresa received the honorary U.S. citizenship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words for the day= "At the end of our lives, we will not be judged by how many diplomas we have received, how much money we have made or how many great things we have done. We will be judged by ‘I was hungry and you gave me to eat. I was naked and you clothed me. I was homeless and you took me in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry not only for bread-but hungry for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naked not only for clothing-but naked of human dignity and respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeless not only for want of a room of bricks-but homeless because of rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continue........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5864944414741128855?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5864944414741128855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5864944414741128855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5864944414741128855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5864944414741128855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/mother-teresa-love-with-no-boundaries.html' title='A vocation of service'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R9hxD0Q-vkI/AAAAAAAACLs/mWDI09WKci0/s72-c/teresa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5825388199925601454</id><published>2008-03-06T08:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:26.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Teresa, Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R884lOQtTxI/AAAAAAAACLk/hyH0rXabG4Q/s1600-h/young.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174416709006479122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R884lOQtTxI/AAAAAAAACLk/hyH0rXabG4Q/s320/young.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;During the young age of Mother Teresa           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Life Of Mother Teresa part 1, The Early Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep the joy of loving the poor and share this joy with all you meet. Remember works of love are works of Peace. God Bless you." - Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu on August 26, 1910, in Skopje, Macedonia, in the former Yugoslavia, she was the youngest of three children. In her teens, Agnes became a member of a youth group in her local pairsh called Sodality. Through her involvement with their activities guided by a Jesuit priest, Agnes became interested in missionaries. At age 17, she responded to her first call of a vocation as a Catholic missionary nun. She joined an Irish order, the Sisters of Loretto, a community known for their missionary work in India. When she took her vows as a Sister of Loretto, she chose the name Teresa after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ewtn.com/therese/therese.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saint Thérèse of Lisieux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Calcutta, Sister Teresa taught geography and cathechism at St. Mary's High School. In 1944, she became the principal of St. Mary's. Soon Sister Teresa contracted tuberculosis, was unable to continue teaching and was sent to Darjeeling for rest and recuperation. It was on the train to Darjeeling that she received her second call -- "the call within the call". Mother Teresa recalled later, "I was to leave the convent and work with the poor, living among them. It was an order. I knew where I belonged but I did not know how to get there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1948, the Vatican granted Sister Teresa permission to leave the Sisters of Loretto and pursue her calling under the jurisdiction of the Archbishop of Calcutta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Teresa started with a school in the slums to teach the children of the poor. She also learned basic medicine and went into the homes of the sick to treat them. In 1949, some of her former pupils joined her. They found men, women, and children dying on the streets who were rejected by local hospitals. The group rented a room so they could care for helpless people otherwise condemned to die in the gutter. In 1950, the group was established by the Church as a Diocesan Congregation of the Calcutta Diocese. It was known as the Missionaries of Charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be Continue..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5825388199925601454?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5825388199925601454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5825388199925601454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5825388199925601454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5825388199925601454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/mother-teresa-part-1.html' title='Mother Teresa, Part 1'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R884lOQtTxI/AAAAAAAACLk/hyH0rXabG4Q/s72-c/young.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-7485281059908389738</id><published>2008-02-25T19:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:26.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beinging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R8Kofes7p3I/AAAAAAAACLc/wJf6sRybk8k/s1600-h/teresa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170880580945684338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R8Kofes7p3I/AAAAAAAACLc/wJf6sRybk8k/s320/teresa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; How Holy she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R8KoZOs7p2I/AAAAAAAACLU/3690rLJGYck/s1600-h/mother.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170880473571501922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R8KoZOs7p2I/AAAAAAAACLU/3690rLJGYck/s320/mother.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My idol, Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A New Beinging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm offcially enroll into Ngee Ann Polytechnic, Health Sciences, Nursing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of happy and excited but somehow feel sad at the same time because being enroll into nursing is not what my parent want me to study for my coming next three years. I know that I will never got good result for my O level, i got 19 for L1R4 anyway. Thus, Business Study is obviously out of the question. What i left is IT courses which I really not interested at all but my parent want me to go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i still got into Nursing anyhow. My plan for my coming next three years will be this, enjoy, enjoy and enjoy. After watching this HK drama call "Tian Ya Xia Yi", it really drive me to save people in medical field, which I'm not good in at all. Anyway, this will be an extra helpful skill which i will be developing in near coming future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe alot of my friend had heard on how great i have plan for my future career or dream, which some of them totally feel that i am bull shiting. True enough, i am bull shiting because all i had said to them didn't come true at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, my result could'nt get me into the course i want at all. NOT AT ALL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any how, Nursing is still one of my choice for poly courses. I really looking forward for this!&lt;br /&gt;And currently is will be my plan for degree after my diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIM university- Business Studies&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Physician in degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have done some research on this two course, to ease my mum worry as she have been nagging for it ever since i thold her i got into nursing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In future, i not sure what changes i have for my plan again but for now i swear to enjoy what i will be studying because i had enough of studying subject which i totally don't like during Pri sch and Sec sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Liru for telling me this "All arrangement is God best arrangement for you, do what he plan for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST word of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of planning that much, i might as well do what God have long ago plan for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since i will be going for nursing, then i will take Mother Teresa as my example. Will share her story in near future for my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-7485281059908389738?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7485281059908389738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=7485281059908389738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7485281059908389738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7485281059908389738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-beinging.html' title='A new beinging'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R8Kofes7p3I/AAAAAAAACLc/wJf6sRybk8k/s72-c/teresa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-6325066635862285081</id><published>2008-02-03T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T00:10:44.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dunno what to post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am blogging lesser and lesser, it obviously because i'm just too tire to blog. Life in CISCO RECALL is really great but the work load is too heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall share how my daily life goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working, religion, out for dinner gathering, home. Full stop !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring at office computer for more then 10hours aday, i didn't really have the mood to come online again at home. It would be a torture for me to look at computer even at home! LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will really enjoy if a few friend and me can go cafe drink drink, talk talk, enjoy the light breeze of wind and some laughter from us. WOW, it real great man. But, everyone is so busy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss schooling in FUHUA. I miss my classmate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-6325066635862285081?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6325066635862285081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=6325066635862285081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6325066635862285081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6325066635862285081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dunno-what-to-post.html' title='I dunno what to post'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5064487622458237259</id><published>2008-01-17T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:26.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AQUARIUS MAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R46egK33ylI/AAAAAAAACKw/QFlshUNvzUs/s1600-h/a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156232898897496658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R46egK33ylI/AAAAAAAACKw/QFlshUNvzUs/s320/a.bmp" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;AQUARIUS MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hot-hearted man who likes to do thing hisway. He can suddenly decide to do something without thinking of it's outcome. He is the type of guy withan inside energizer, so if you fall in love with this type of guy be 'patient',even if you have to follow him a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His creative mind could create fantastic idea any time. If you do not understand or can not follow him,you won't be with him for long. A man in this Zodiac will less likely to havea pale skin, and if he has a scar, it would be on his face or on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He moves very fast and veryenergetic, and he has a very self confident in himself. He is not the type to sit down and feel sorry or regret anything for long, especially with 'Love'. He loves justice. He dares to show his opinion or even argue about certain subject even he knows it might bring him problems. A straight forward type of guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hardly lies except if he think it is necessary and he is not a good liar anyway. He will not lie to you about serious matter, but if he lie he will lie only a small little thing. He is gifted with the ability to be a verysocial person. He could talk even about subject that he has no knowledgeof. He interests only at the present time and look at the world positively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times he feels hurt because of reality, but he will not run away and hewill overcome that difficulty. Even he is a high and self confident type and center his own thought as a main focus, but at the same time he is a kind, cute and polite guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He certainly is not a mean person. He likes to help people who are in troubles even he is not asked to. He is the type who feels sorry if you remember bad things he said to you that he had already forgotten,but you did not. Belief him that he is very sorry and give him another chance.Once he decides to do something, he will put all his mind and energy in it either in his 'Work', or 'Love'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the type who gamble anything in the casino, so do not even take him there. He does not like pessimistic, low energy, and depress person, especially no brain. Strangely he like tooverpowered this type of people to assure that he is more superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He like to be the first person to do something.You can see sparkling in his eyes, once he meet a new target or new lover. Once he is in love, he will act as if he never has love like this before. This minute he could be real sugar sweet, and later he could also be an icy cold, but do not blame him for that will only chase him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could fall in love again with another girl and act again like he never has this kind of love before.He could really love someone, but not a heart broken type for he thinks love is'excitement' and 'Love goes on'.If you date this kind of guy, do not or avoid showing your face to him with face pack, face mask, always be presentable, nice and cute. If he is quiet not because he is shy, but he is only quietly thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a chance to ask his X-girlfriend, she will tell you that he is not a shy or quiet type. If he is really and truly in love with you, he will never lie toyou at all. How do you know if he loves you, bet on your faith! Love him and treat him steadily and do not try to find anything to argue with him, he will be with you for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are his lover or girlfriend and need to tell him something, go and say it out loud and straight forward because he hate long boring story.He hate to play games, chasing for love or being chased, so let him call you first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes a confident woman who also a good follower. If he gets mad at you, let him be for only a short time he will be normal again. You have to like and be able to get along with his friends, but he does not have to do so with all your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever think you could make him jealous by flirting with other man, he will just leave instead of making a scene because he is a confident man and has to be the first in everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5064487622458237259?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5064487622458237259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5064487622458237259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5064487622458237259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5064487622458237259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/aquarius-man.html' title='AQUARIUS MAN'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R46egK33ylI/AAAAAAAACKw/QFlshUNvzUs/s72-c/a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-4867438468206235494</id><published>2008-01-13T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:27.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>谢 恩</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R4quAK33ykI/AAAAAAAACKo/N88iRxdVD90/s1600-h/salvation.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155124041420884546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="241" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R4quAK33ykI/AAAAAAAACKo/N88iRxdVD90/s320/salvation.bmp" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;谢 恩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一 年 一 渡 的 谢 恩 又 来 了。这 谢 恩 的 意 义 在 于 老 母 及 各 位 诸 佛 的 保 佑 让 我 们 平 平 安 安 的 渡 过 一 年，那 今 年 小 小 后 学 真 的 有 很 多 很 多 要 对 老 母 谢 恩 的。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在 过 七，八 个 小 时 就 要 开 始 谢 恩 了，那 后 学 要 谢 恩 什 么 呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1）感 谢 老 母，派 那 么 多 的 前 贤 及 贵 人 到 后 学 的 身 边 提 拔 后 学，教 导 后 学。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 在 道 场 了 愿 的 事 项 也 多 了，感 谢 前 贤 给 于 的 机 会。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3）感 谢 老 母 的 慈 悲，一 次 又 一 次 愿 谅 孩 儿 的 过 错。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4）经 过 这 一 次 的 谢 恩 后，来 临 新 的 一 年。孩 儿 答 应 老 母 不 会 在 犯 孩 儿 向 老 母 忏 悔 的 事。（易 成，你 一 定 要 做 到）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5）来 临 新 的 一 年，小 小 后 学 要 自 我 要 求 让 后 学 的 道 心 更 上 一 程 楼。多 多 的 了 愿 以 及 渡 人，能 替 老 母 分 忧，替 师 分 肩。随 这 前 人 的 脚 步，慢 慢 的 带 这 迷 失 的 兄 弟 姐 妹 们 会 到 老 母 的 身 边。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-4867438468206235494?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4867438468206235494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=4867438468206235494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4867438468206235494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4867438468206235494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='谢 恩'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R4quAK33ykI/AAAAAAAACKo/N88iRxdVD90/s72-c/salvation.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5962200029529099145</id><published>2008-01-11T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:27.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A suddeny sweet recall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R4d36q33yjI/AAAAAAAACKg/1Kw7PC1-rhU/s1600-h/kiss.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154220148373572146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="254" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R4d36q33yjI/AAAAAAAACKg/1Kw7PC1-rhU/s320/kiss.bmp" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A sudden sweet recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Friday, mummy took a neoprint for me to see and tease me saying “ wa, got new girl friend is it? Who are you hugging with?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello! Can you see properly, is Annabel la” said it in a irritated tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Huh?! Is Annabel mehx? I nearly can’t remember how she look le lei.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took back the neoprint photo and look at the photo we took before together, a sudden sour feeling start stirring in my heart, trying to remember the feeling of hugging her so dearly. I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It going to be one year, ever since we broke up. Up till now, I’m still wearing what she gave it to me as a present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been working very hard everyday and commitment in religion. Every morning sitting in bus to CISCO, looking out the window, people out there are all crowded together waiting for bus, taxi, company transport but my mind are thinking of something else although my eyes are looking at those people, heart flying elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are those happy days when I spend with her? Now are all just memories, was all that true that happen in real life? Thinking back, I not sure too. I only know I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can I really see her again, clearly standing in front of me? I not sure, Singapore is just a small sunny island, I hope I can bang into her someday. What a wishful dream I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, this is just my sudden sweet recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have a girlfriend in future and they will to ask this stupid question “Do you still miss or remember your ex-girlfriend?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my true reply “Yes, I do. She is my first love, I will always remember her dearly. Up till now, I still love her and respect her.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5962200029529099145?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5962200029529099145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5962200029529099145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5962200029529099145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5962200029529099145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/suddeny-sweet-recall.html' title='A suddeny sweet recall.'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R4d36q33yjI/AAAAAAAACKg/1Kw7PC1-rhU/s72-c/kiss.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-4234304245124239085</id><published>2008-01-10T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:27.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ending, starting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R4YODK33yiI/AAAAAAAACKY/ChUWW21iw10/s1600-h/%E4%B8%80+%E4%BC%91.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153822271193205282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R4YODK33yiI/AAAAAAAACKY/ChUWW21iw10/s320/%E4%B8%80+%E4%BC%91.bmp" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 他 就 是 一 休 小 和 尚！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R4YNf633yhI/AAAAAAAACKQ/1HLTZqYx0Lo/s1600-h/%E4%B8%80+%E4%BC%91+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153821665602816530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R4YNf633yhI/AAAAAAAACKQ/1HLTZqYx0Lo/s320/%E4%B8%80+%E4%BC%91+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 可 爱 吧？？　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;结 束。开 始&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在 过 两 三 天 就 是 2008年 了，大 家 是 否 在 忙 这 大 扫 除，买 新 衣 和 过 年 的 用 品 呢？2008年 是 新 的 开 始，但 也 就 只 是 过 了 一 天。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这 新 的 一 年 真 的 让 我 好 有 感 处，因 为 这 让 我 想 起 爱 华 姐 给 我 们 看 过 的 一 片 佛 教 卡 通 “一 休 和 尚”。这 卡 通 有 一 段 的 内 容 是 说，有 一 次 一 休 和 尚 的 家 乡 正 在 过 大 年 处 一，所 以 大 家 都 非 常 兴 高 彩 烈 向 各 各 邻 居 拜 年。就 在 长 长 的 一 条 走 巷，就 有 村 民 从 远 处 看 到 有 为 小 孩 戴 着 草 帽，右 手 拿 着 一 条 木 仗，然 后 低 这 头，慢 慢 一 步 一 步 的 走 在 走 巷 上。村 民 们 看 到 一 休 和 尚 的 木 仗 后 便 吓 了 一 大 跳，原 来 木 仗 上 有 个 骨 鲁 头。村 民 们 气 得 火 冒 三 仗，新 春 家 节 竟 然 看 到 骨 鲁 头，所 以 每 个 村 民 都 拿 起 地 上 的 小 石 头 丢 一 休 小 和 尚，要 把 他 赶 走。哪 知 道 一 休 和 尚 没 被 赶 走，反 而 默 默 的 被 村 民 们 用 小 石 头 砸，就 这 样 一 步 一 步 慢 慢 的 走 过 那 条 村 民 们 所 住 的 地 方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这 样 的 举 动 不 到 一 下 的 功 夫 就 传 到 了 全 日 本，然 后 就 有 人 了 解 一 休 和 尚 为 何 要 这 么 做， 便 说。。。。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每 过 了 一 年，也 就 是 新 的 开 始 但 也 表 示 人 们 也 就 向 死 亡 更 迈 进 一 步。而 事 实 上，人 们 每 一 天 都 在 向 死 亡 一 步 一 步 的 接 进 。但 世 上 没 能 有 几 个 人 有 这 样 的 认 同，也 不 会 有 几 个 人 在 做 “死 亡 前 的 修 行”，人 类 们 应 当 珍 惜 还 活 这 的 日 子。这 也 就 是 一 修 和 尚 所 要 传 达 的 体 悟 ，也 是 小 小 后 学 我 希 望 能 让 大 家 了 解 的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= 人 生 的 开 始 就 是 一 个 结 束，而 人 生 的 结 束 就 是 一 个 开 始。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-4234304245124239085?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4234304245124239085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=4234304245124239085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4234304245124239085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4234304245124239085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/ending-starting.html' title='ending, starting'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R4YODK33yiI/AAAAAAAACKY/ChUWW21iw10/s72-c/%E4%B8%80+%E4%BC%91.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8521771487489945447</id><published>2007-12-27T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:27.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>year end</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R3RlXa33ygI/AAAAAAAACKI/ulTNVTmY0Yk/s1600-h/learning.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148851727016380930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="209" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R3RlXa33ygI/AAAAAAAACKI/ulTNVTmY0Yk/s320/learning.bmp" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 道 德 修 养 以 及 自 我 生 活 的 不 平 衡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R3RlP633yfI/AAAAAAAACKA/m-vr9mWd0FU/s1600-h/éå¾·.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148851598167362034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="210" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R3RlP633yfI/AAAAAAAACKA/m-vr9mWd0FU/s320/%E9%81%93%E5%BE%B7.bmp" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;没 道 德 修 养 的 现 代 污 染&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;来 到 了 尾 声&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 年 以 差 不 多 要 来 到 了 尾 声，今 年 的 易 成 长 大 了 不 少，至 少 比 起 前 3 年，易 成 进 步 了！！感 谢 老 母 和 各 位 前 贤 们。易 成 非 常 的 感 恩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记 得 3年 前，易 成 不 停 的 给 父 母 亲 麻 烦，让 他 们 担 心 及 难 过。那 种 叛 逆，不 孝，粗 糟 的 言 语，现 在 回 想 起 来 还 真 的 很 说 不 过 去。说 我 是 一 位 诚 心 的 修 道 者，那 有 人 相 信？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3年 的 考 验，没 一 个 考 验 是 记 格 的，但 在 老 母 的 慈 爱 下， 通 过 各 位 前 贤 们 的 劝 导 下，小 小 后 学 又 重 新 站 了 起 来。如 果 不 是 各 位 前 贤 们 的 劝 导，后 学 到 今 天 还 会 待 在 迷 盲 的 花 花 世 界 吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今 年 的 易 成 开 始 懂 的 基 本 的 孝 顺，基 本 的 脾 气 管 理，对 修 道 的 信 心 及 了 解，用 基 本 的 道 得 修 养 应 对 这 世 界。 这 一 切 一 切 的 改 变 让 易 成 最 开 心 的 是 父 母 亲 对 易 成 的 担 心 大 大 的 减 少 了，但 又 出 现 另 种 担 心。担 心 易 成 了 愿 的 太 多 而 累 坏 了 身 体, 果 然 天 下 父 母 心 都 是 一 样 的！！不 管 易 成 多 大 了，只 要 父 母 还 健 在 他 们 对 孩 子 都 是 担 心 不 完 的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 的 易 成 有 了 一 点 点 的 进 步, 当 然 希 望 明 年 有 更 高 一 程 的 进 步。在 结 束 之 前，易 成 要 跟 大 家 分 享 一 个 故 事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在 山 上 有 一 间 庙，那 间 庙 的 香 火 一 像 很 旺 也 相 当 的 有 很 多 人 潮。在 庙 里 就 有 一 个 木 渔 和 一 座 用 石 头 雕 出 的 佛 像。那 个 木 渔 每 天 都 在 被 和 尚 敲 个 不 停，终 于 它 受 不 了 了。 就 在 一 天 晚 上，庙 关 了 一 后， 木 渔 就 很 生 气 的 石 雕 说&lt;br /&gt;“ 这 世 界 很 不 公 平，同 样 是 在 一 间 庙，为 什 么 我 就 一 直 被 敲 而 你 就 一 直 被 人 敬 拜？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;石 雕 微 微 笑 这 说“ 在 我 被 人 们 敬 拜 之 前，你 都 不 知 道 我 被 人 们 雕 得 多 么 的 痛 苦，忍 尽 了 千 辛 万 苦， 日 雕 夜 雕 才 有 今 天 我 这 佛 石 雕。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这 故 事 是 易 成 的 推 动 力，每 当 易 成 懒 惰 时 就 会 想 一 想 这 故 事。大 家，我 们 一 起 加 油 加 油 吧！为 2008年 做 好 修 道 的 准 备 来 更 上 一 程 楼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip for the day= 玉 不 琢， 不 成 器。 人 不 学，不 知 意。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-8521771487489945447?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8521771487489945447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=8521771487489945447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8521771487489945447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8521771487489945447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/year-end.html' title='year end'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R3RlXa33ygI/AAAAAAAACKI/ulTNVTmY0Yk/s72-c/learning.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8971832169920428225</id><published>2007-12-26T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:28.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R3LxL633yeI/AAAAAAAACJ4/ItSZ7kKjj08/s1600-h/xmas.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148442511122352610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R3LxL633yeI/AAAAAAAACJ4/ItSZ7kKjj08/s320/xmas.bmp" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all ! Does everyone out there enjoy this special season? i believe more or less do have ba huh. I will share mine to everyone then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24DEC, having a very special christmas eve. Having half working day but our GM is on holiday so everyone are not in the mood of working, so after 2hour of unseriously work, everyone is calling for party-ing. Went into the meeting room to have home cook buffet, they prepare mee-feng, potato salad, vege salad, chcolate cake and cheese cake for me!! yummy yummy!! Then we had our gift exchange, i got a toiletry bag and a box of high class look towel from my manager!! i really like it. I wrote her a chirstmas card (so badget lor, hai~~feel realy bad ). Some of them went off after celebration and some stay back for some chit chatting. After that, i went to city harvest church for Christmas service. sang lots of christmas carol and watch performance. i think i tears lor!! Anyway, it have been month since i went to church and i seriously miss worshipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After service, i went home to take a bath and had my prayer then headed down to orchard for countdown!! i enjoy the countdown this year, because it not that crowed but only a semi one. Almost everyone is spraying the foam la..walao, it sticky, it smelly but still it fun!!!! The same few thing that happen whenever there is count down. Those blangadesh kana those scolding by those young gangster, i seriously feel those youngerster is GOD DAMN bo liao la!! if can't take this spraying then don't come orchard la, stupid man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After count down, took MRT down to Yew Tee which is kai lun house to overnight. Hui Zhen and Yupin bring me to kai lun's house. once i reach there, i faster took a quick bath and then watch movie, the same thing happen again!! FALLING ASLEEP. hahaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to hui la, she pei me the whole night and yet i falling asleep. Heard from my brother that she sit beside me the whole night, sorryyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 8am plus plus for 9.30am meeting. Meeting end a 2plus pm then i took some nap and went hush puppies to replace meicheng for 2hours then headed home to sleeeppppppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope to post some meaningful thing soon!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-8971832169920428225?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8971832169920428225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=8971832169920428225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8971832169920428225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8971832169920428225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry christmas'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R3LxL633yeI/AAAAAAAACJ4/ItSZ7kKjj08/s72-c/xmas.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8164462417995743372</id><published>2007-12-18T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:28.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impact Impact</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R2cWKK33ydI/AAAAAAAACJw/9jxNpN3PNEM/s1600-h/hospital+bed.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145105463267281362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="170" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R2cWKK33ydI/AAAAAAAACJw/9jxNpN3PNEM/s320/hospital+bed.bmp" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Impact Impact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really long since the previous update of post, yee cheng is really busy almost everyday and lacking in sleep. Yee Cheng is going to share with you guys what I'm busy with, B camp is coming soon on this Friday and zhaoyi and me is involve in performance so we have to travel to Tian Guo for rehearsal, ARGH!! tiring nehx. The happy part is Yinmei ccame to my house to bake cake "carrot cake" western type i mean, not those hokkian say say " cai tao kuay". It our first time baking cake and guess what? We success!! didnt really expect that the outcome is good, although the mouth feel texture is rough and dry but the taste is YUMMY!! We decided to bake two tray of carrot cake for coming "Gan En RI". On the very same day YinMei and me also make chocolate Cornflake and Durain pancake. FUn FUn FUn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parent went to Genting for holiday, my brother and me are leading a life with "NO GOVERNMENT" haha!!! no restriction because parent are not in S'pore. But this 3 short day make me realise how dependent we are. I always thought i am very independent because i know how to do housework and i know how to take care of my brother. But i'm wrong, everyday i only slept at 2am because of doing housework, everyday I'm busy with religion and work, by the time i reach home, it already 11plus pm or 12am. From then i realise how tire and stressful my parent is. I love them, really. It really the words i wanted to tell my parent directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they came back from holiday, i told them this. " Dad and Mum, next year i will give you both more money and i hope you both will travel further to taiwan or thailand, where ever you both want to go. " It not because i love the days when there is no parent at home naggy at us, but because of realising how tiring when they are taking care of us, the house, the work and providing us with money to feed us. I want them to enjoy life now, not any later, as long as i can provide them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at how stressful my Manager is, She lost three relative within 3 weeks time. One in a week. 2 weeks ago, her father side uncle die of heart attack. Last week her mother side aunt commit suidcide, jump down from house and this news cause the son to gone comma because the blood pressure shot the brain. Then this week, Monday, the son which is my manager cousin pass away in the morning. Life is so fragile, really fragile. From here i learn something, love those who you suppose to love, every minute, every second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YeeCheng update this post in office, because i reach early today. I will try to update as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= Work isn't everything to future success. People thought having a good career is all succcess in life, but only when you lay in hospital bed, then you will realise what is the "thing" to success in life. Put yourself in those patient shoe to feel and think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-8164462417995743372?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8164462417995743372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=8164462417995743372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8164462417995743372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8164462417995743372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/impact-impact.html' title='Impact Impact'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R2cWKK33ydI/AAAAAAAACJw/9jxNpN3PNEM/s72-c/hospital+bed.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3635164352158252770</id><published>2007-12-03T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:29.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>working working</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R1QUWWR_TAI/AAAAAAAACJo/OaTDssZ5fQI/s1600-R/open_heart_clear_mindO3030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139755448907287554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="210" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R1QUWWR_TAI/AAAAAAAACJo/GVGqGYblQwE/s320/open_heart_clear_mindO3030.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; Working working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for nearly one month at hush puppies and I had resigned from this temp job. It is really a very good experience working in a retail business, because I really learn a lot. Skills like meeting sales target, stock check, cashier, and relationship with customers, communication skills, knowing of our own products, decoration and cleanliness of shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside all this basic skills, retail businesses actually require more then this. It is a very special experience which require EQ more then IQ, something that I learn during secondary school. It really true then EQ is damn important, otherwise you are inviting troubles for your own self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to religion, I leave hush puppies and currently working at CISCO human resource department. Which allow more time for me to have commitment in religion, so today is my first day of work in CISCO, first, I had my short meeting with a couple of new permanent staff. Then I went to my office desk and started learning how HR operation with my Hr manager. She is really very a friendly person, thus I have not yet feel the stress of office politics. Due to my job restriction, I am supposed to keep all information confidential. So I’m not allowed to share it further. Anyway, this job make my dream come true as I always wanted to work in office and I hope I have the chance to work as a permanent staff. Hope it come true too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will soon update more post and I also know that my blog went dead since I started working. God bless all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= Be sure and aware of all things and people around you, which allow you to SEE much clearer. This will allow you to perform and react better, in time of trouble or not. 人 无 远 见，必 有 近 忧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3585514200803125675-3635164352158252770?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3635164352158252770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3635164352158252770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3635164352158252770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3635164352158252770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/working-working.html' title='working working'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/R1QUWWR_TAI/AAAAAAAACJo/GVGqGYblQwE/s72-c/open_heart_clear_mindO3030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-466236261048475389</id><published>2007-11-18T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:29.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiring work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rz8s7EoeRpI/AAAAAAAACJg/lixSoOk530A/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133871493593056914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rz8s7EoeRpI/AAAAAAAACJg/lixSoOk530A/s320/untitled.bmp" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;人心险恶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到 huiyee 的 博客 和 我 这 两 个 礼 拜 的 工 做 感 受，我 决 定 把 这 话 题 拿 来 谈 谈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;起 初 我 只 想 赚 一 些 工 钱 拿 来 还 poly 的 学 费，好 让 父 母 没 那 么 大 的 压 力 但 一 切 都 没 想 像 中 的 那 么 容 易。我 一 向 认 为 我 很 力 害 看 透 一 个 人 的 为 人 和 性 格, 果 然 ！我 真 的 可 以，但 要 应 付 和 跟 一 个 人 沟 通 的 时 侯 就 一 点 也 不 容 易。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不 管 是 在 社 会 上，友情 上 或 是 在 亲 情 上，人 难 勉 都 会 带 这 面 具 见 人 吧？记 得 孔 子 说 过 “君 子 荡 挡 挡” 也 就 是 做 人 要 光 明 磊 落，那 别 人 要 说 你 坏 话 都 难 啦。我 在 这 两 个 礼 拜 都 尽 力 做 好 我 的 本 分，但 多 少 还 是 会 遇 好 困 难 的 人 际 关 系 ，果 然 要 学 当 个 贤 人 还 真 不 容 易！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但 有 一 点 我 很 想 加 强 的 是 孔 子 所 说 的 “君 子 荡 挡 挡” 。对，要 应 负 有 带 这 面 具 的 人 沟 通 是 特 别 的 累 ，更 别 说 是 希 望 这 世 界 没 有 带 这 面 具 的 人。但 为 一 的 解 决 方 法 是 自 己 不 能 戴 面 具 对 人，而 是 光 明 磊 落 的。那 别 人 想 在 你 后 面 桶 你 一 刀 都 难。旧 而 旧 之，别 人 都 会 对 你 另 眼 相 看 而 开 始 接 近 你，因 为 你 可 以 信 任 跟 你 在 一 起 会 安 全。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跟 你 久 了，也 会 受 你 影 响 当 然 多 少 也 变 得 有 些 光 明 磊 落，旧 而 旧 之 就 不 会 戴 着 面 具 对 待 人 了。但 然，做 起 来 不 容 易 可 是 在 这 丑 陋 的 世 界 我 们 别 无 选 择。想 要 这 世 界 的 人 情 变 得 更 美 好，我 们 就 得 自 己 先 做 起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= 做 个 光 明 磊 落 的 君 子，是 走 向 仁 之 大 道 的 开 始&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-466236261048475389?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/466236261048475389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=466236261048475389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/466236261048475389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/466236261048475389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/tiring-work.html' title='tiring work'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rz8s7EoeRpI/AAAAAAAACJg/lixSoOk530A/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3379230482702594769</id><published>2007-11-08T02:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:29.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一 个 字 将 受 用 一 生</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RzIBSiKrEkI/AAAAAAAACJQ/SWAJX9bzIME/s1600-h/xinsrc_50201040409092969788107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130164343449260610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RzIBSiKrEkI/AAAAAAAACJQ/SWAJX9bzIME/s320/xinsrc_50201040409092969788107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RzIA-yKrEjI/AAAAAAAACJI/UNNjE_MmvMQ/s1600-h/xinsrc_5320104040855828061872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130164004146844210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RzIA-yKrEjI/AAAAAAAACJI/UNNjE_MmvMQ/s320/xinsrc_5320104040855828061872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 她 就 是 著 名 作 家/ 讲 师 “于 丹”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;一 个 字 将 受 用 一 生&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在 两 千 多 年 前， 孔 子 的 学 生 就 问 孔 字 是 否 能 用 一 个 字，来 受 用 一 生 呢？这 又 是 什 么 字？孔 子 又 是 如 何 会 答 的 呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就 有 一 次 当 孔 子 和 学 生 交 流 的 时 后，就 有 这 位 学 生 名 叫 子 贡，也 就 是 这 位 子 贡 每 次 在 “刁 难” 他 （出 难 题）。所 以 《论 语》就 记 载 这 一 段 “有 一 言，而 可 以 终 生，行 之 者 呼？” 这 是 说 子 贡 问 孔 子 是 否 有 一 个 字 能 让 我 受 用 终 生？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请 大 家 来 说 说 看，你 说 什 么 教 育 能 缩 短 到 只 剩 一 个 字 呢？可 是 孔 子 就 能 说 的 出 来，也 就 是《论 语》所 记 载 的 “岂 恕 呼” 也 就 是 宽 恕 的 恕。如 果 真 要 有 这 么 一 个 字，那 就 是 恕 了。然 后 孔 子 在 为 这 恕 字 加 上 八 个 字 “ 己 所 不 欲，勿 施 于 人”。什 么 叫 忠 恕， 什 么 叫 宽 容？就 是 你 不 想 做 的 事，就 别 要 强 逼 别 人 去 做，如 果 你 这 一 辈 子 做 到 这 一 点 的 话 就 够 了，就 这 么 一 个 经 验 够 你 活 一 辈 子 了。说 一 什 么 叫 做 半 部《论 语》治 天 下？有 时 候，学 几 个 字，就 够 你 用 一 辈 子 了，所 以 圣 人 不 会 叫 你 背 什 么 《千 字 文 》，难 到 一 定 要 读 那 么 多 才 能 明 白 做 人 的 道 理 吗？所 一 有 时 记 住 一 个 字 就 够 了，那 就 是 宽 容 一 点！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但 是 有 时 宽 容 又 多 不 容 易 啊！我 们 在 这 社 会 上 有 少 事 情 以 经 过 去 了，可 是 在 你 心 里 头 还 过 不 去。我 们 有 多 少 人 在 心 灵 的 困 盾，是 在 自 我 的 折 磨 或 是 有 个 事 情 以 经 过 了，可 是 我 们 就 是 老 在 那 里 想 这 事 情 到 地 伤 害 我 有 多 深, 然 后 我 又 不 断 地 自 我 回 想 着，一 次 又 一 次 的 再 受伤 害，就 是 咽 不 下 这 口 气，天 天 都 想 着 如 何 报 负。其 实 当 你 一 次 又 一 次 在 玩 眉 这 问 题 的 时 候，你 就 是 自 我 的 伤 害，那 你 也 就 被 折 磨 的 太 深 了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在 我 结 束 之 前 我 就 来 和 大 家 分 享 一 个 佛 家 故 事。有 个 小 和 尚 跟 个 老 和 尚，他 们 两 就 下 山 化 缘。他 们 走 啊 走 就 来 到 了 一 座 跛 桥，有 位 姑 娘 要 过 桥 但 又 害 怕，因 为 这 小 和 尚 刚 入 道 ，所 以 什 么 事 都 弊 恭 弊 敬 的，都 只 看 这 老 师 父 做 什 么 就 学 什 么。这 老 和 尚 就 所 “不 如 我 背 您 过 桥 吧？” 就 背 了 这 姑 娘 过 桥 。这 小 和 尚 就 想 这 那 里 可 以 呢？不 是 都 说 男 女 不 能 亲 近 吗？那 老 和 尚 背 了 姑 娘 过 桥 后 就 走 了，那 这 小 和 尚 很 想 问 师 父 为 何 能 背 这 姑 娘，但 有 害 怕。走 了 二 十 里 的 路 后，终 于 忍 不 住 问 了 老 师 父，而 师 父 就 回 答 说 “我 只 背 了 这 姑 娘 一 段 桥，而 你 却 背 了 这 姑 娘 二 十 里”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这 一 篇 文 章 来 自 中 国 著 名 作 者 / 讲 师 “于 丹”，忠 心 的 感 谢!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= 宽 容 一 点，将 给 自 己 留 下 一 片 海 阔 天 空&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-3379230482702594769?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3379230482702594769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3379230482702594769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3379230482702594769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3379230482702594769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='一 个 字 将 受 用 一 生'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RzIBSiKrEkI/AAAAAAAACJQ/SWAJX9bzIME/s72-c/xinsrc_50201040409092969788107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-1965450237718111676</id><published>2007-11-02T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:29.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come home "sheep"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RysffIzhEUI/AAAAAAAACJA/aTptp8nFS_A/s1600-h/1240352467_d63c186c64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128227220491407682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RysffIzhEUI/AAAAAAAACJA/aTptp8nFS_A/s320/1240352467_d63c186c64.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Come home “SHEEP”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching channel 8 TV drama and today the story line for today is a guy name Jian er, he marry a wife who is fully dependent on her husband, innocent and definitely faithful. Jian er is a lawyer, a person who is calm, rational, smart, charming and of course he love his wife a lot. But……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jian er’s wife, due to her mother influence who kept nagging them to have baby in order to fully tie down her own husband and the thinking that Jian er is having an affair outside thus making Jian er’ wife to feel worried, suspicious. Jian er finally can’t stand both of their suspicious and start kicking a fuss by not going home but a pub instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He met a lady who he knew due to a minor incident at the car park, she’s sexy, seductive and both of them start drinking, dancing. What matter the most is Jian er start to have feel for her. His poor wife was at home sitting on the bed, keep calling him and there is no pick up for the call……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the topic I wanna share with you guys today. Girls, especially those married housewife describe guys as “crow are all black” meaning there is no guys in the world who don’t flirt outside even if they know they have a wife waiting at home. Some of the wife close and open one eyes, some took a knife and chase to chop their husband, some cried day and night, some commit suicide. Do guys really need to have girls in order to feel that they are really a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what after feeling that they are a man? And problems start arising which is waiting right behind? So there are many example describing guys and one of it is this. Sheep are tire of eating the same grass patch thus finding a greener grass patch and not coming back anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To what I feel and think, there is four possibilities why guys after marriage and going out to flirt.&lt;br /&gt;1) Tire of their wife same body, no feel even when seeing them naked&lt;br /&gt;2) Too much trouble at home&lt;br /&gt;3) To prove that they are not useless&lt;br /&gt;4) Sexual hormone flooding their mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guys, especially to those who are married, while facing any of this four points above, please do think about your own kids (if you have any) and your wife at home. All the promises made while you are proposing to your wife. Do all those promises still value till now? Since I have talked so much, I might as well list all those old fashion but important promises while guys are proposing to their wife.&lt;br /&gt;1) Will u marry me? I promise to give you all my love and life to take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;2) Will you marry me? I promise to love you only and through all problems that we will be facing in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then till the day when they step into the church and the pastor ask&lt;br /&gt;“are you willing to take blah blah blah as your husband / wife and stay with him / her in time of difficulties and love him / her forever?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ YES I DO”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isn’t this all kind of familiar sentence while watching drama or even in real life? 10 years, 20years, 4o years had past, does all this sentence still value after that? While seeing your wife slowly become a “maid like” look, taking care of your kids and house hold responsibilities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home “SHEEP” ……………....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the original grass patch is sweeter than any other that you guys found outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m speaking up for girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-1965450237718111676?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1965450237718111676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=1965450237718111676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1965450237718111676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1965450237718111676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/come-home-sheep.html' title='come home &quot;sheep&quot;'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RysffIzhEUI/AAAAAAAACJA/aTptp8nFS_A/s72-c/1240352467_d63c186c64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-4914043722874555064</id><published>2007-10-29T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:17:35.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不 开 心</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;他 和 她&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“他” 为 什 么 哪 么 不 知 足？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“她” 为 什 么 要 哪 么 样 的 奉 献？ 让 我 看 了 心 酸 又 想 哭！!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"她” 哪 基 本 的 要 求 都 没 得 到 回 报，但 一 点 都 没 埋 怨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老 母 请 您 给 “她” 多 点 幸 福，多 点 爱，而 我 也 会 做 出 奉 献&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;易 成 也 会 有 烦 脑 和 不 开 心 的 时 候&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那 个 “他” 请 摸 摸 你 的 良 心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-4914043722874555064?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4914043722874555064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=4914043722874555064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4914043722874555064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/4914043722874555064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='不 开 心'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-2806406143572997080</id><published>2007-10-24T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:29.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeecheng very happy today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rx8LPERL6MI/AAAAAAAACGA/-bF4ti5w7Co/s1600-h/435816458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124827254442682562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="104" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rx8LPERL6MI/AAAAAAAACGA/-bF4ti5w7Co/s320/435816458.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;心 情 好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今 天 易 成 的 心 情 特 别 好。。。。。对 不 起 啦，不 能 跟 大 家 分 享。secret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在 过 两 个 星 期 就 考 完 O 水 准 了，我 等 不 急 了 啦。。。。。！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-2806406143572997080?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2806406143572997080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=2806406143572997080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2806406143572997080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2806406143572997080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/yeecheng-very-happy-today.html' title='yeecheng very happy today'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rx8LPERL6MI/AAAAAAAACGA/-bF4ti5w7Co/s72-c/435816458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-7515958655854163224</id><published>2007-10-09T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:30.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>period</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RwpmKkRL6II/AAAAAAAACFg/enA4EZ7Kk0Q/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119016258180475010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="135" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RwpmKkRL6II/AAAAAAAACFg/enA4EZ7Kk0Q/s320/untitled.bmp" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm having a "period"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam period are coming soon in 2 weeks time. I'm having my revision period starting 2 weeks ago. I'm seriosuly tire and hating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is really good without exam! Come on come on, if there is a time machine, i will fast forwards my life for 4 weeks in advance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the worst report card ever in my whole life. "yee cheng care free attitude in his studies" God damn the report card comment. Any way, it my first time got this bad comment. i still think it quite a good comment for me because it motivate me to studies plus, once a bad comment in a while is good, somemore it 5 years then got one bad comment. i dun mind. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, sorry for those loyal reader of mine. i didnt have the time to post, i promise once my O level is over i will post a good one. Love ya all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= Looking back of urs own life for some relfection. see if there is any lesson to be learn. or even there is something that you have left it out. walk back, and grab it up, for your own good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-7515958655854163224?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7515958655854163224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=7515958655854163224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7515958655854163224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7515958655854163224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/period.html' title='period'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RwpmKkRL6II/AAAAAAAACFg/enA4EZ7Kk0Q/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-528190011852835517</id><published>2007-09-27T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:30.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>many many meee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RvqWndvH4aI/AAAAAAAACFY/KdACeMQsjmk/s1600-h/214496934_784e74271d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114565931573961122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RvqWndvH4aI/AAAAAAAACFY/KdACeMQsjmk/s320/214496934_784e74271d.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RvqWQdvH4ZI/AAAAAAAACFQ/yOzKyRROevE/s1600-h/380147537.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;多 面 的 我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今 天 我 好 开 心！有 位 可 说 是 “失 散”的 同 学 由 于 通 过 网 上 日 记 又 再 向 遇，谈 了 一 下，发 现 她 有 些 华 人 的 传 统 思 想，非 常 的 好！再 来 就 是 她 对 我 的 观 点 有 所 改 变，让 我 更 开 心。因 为 还 是 同 学 时，我 们 可 说 是 不 常 碰 面，所 以 只 有 第 一 个 应 像。她 说 她 对 我 的 应 像 是 “好 玩，搞 笑，跟 一 般 人 一 样”，但 读 了 我 的 网 上 日 记 又 另 有 改 观 了，那 个 她 就 是 秀 敏 ，就 让 我 来 谈 谈 这 多 面 的 我 吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不 管 是 在 学 校，在 外 头 或 在 宗 教 里，我 的 行 为 大 有 不 同，有 如 天 和 地 一 样 的 差 别。在 外 头 的 我 都 是 好 玩，搞 笑，不 认 真 和 玩 得 很 风 的，所 以 大 部 分 的 人 都 视 我 为 好 玩 的 男 人，这 是 我 的 第 一 面。在 宗 教 里 的 我 则 是 何 谐，好 学，多 思 想 的 人，这 是 我 的 第 二 面。但 我 一 个 人 时，我 又 是 宁 静，思 维 的 奔 驰，与 天 合 一 的 人，这 是 我 的 第 三 面。到 地 那 一 个 是 真 的 我？找 不 到 一 个 一 定。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 又 为 何 多 面？不 管 我 多 么 不 喜 欢 这 世 间 的 丑 陋，只 要 是 还 活 这 的 人 都 一 定 要 融 入 到 这 世 界 去。而 我 融 入 到 这 世 界 去 的 为 一 原 因 是 要 多 救 那 被 “迷 惑”的 众 生，这 是 我 的 责 任。跟 深 刻 的 来 说，世 界 是 一 间 训 练 场 所 能 让 我 们 尝 尽 人 生 之 四 味 “酸，甜，苦， 辣”但 然 甜 味 可 说 是 少 之 又 少。而 人 来 到 世 界 是 学 习 生 命 之 理，但 却 走 失 了 方 向 就 在 也 走 不 回 来 了。因 为 在 天 上 是 没 有 痛 苦 的，只 有 快 乐，逍 摇 和 自 在，所 以 在 世 间 才 能 体 会 生 命 的 一 切 而 了 解 生 命 的 真 谛 才 知 生 命 来 的 不 易，应 当 珍 惜！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人 因 迷 惑 是 因 为 失 去 了 传 统，失 去 了 文 化 而 现 有 的 世 间 色 彩 都 是 “人 工”的，而 失 去 源 有 的 自 然。就 好 像 吃 食 物 一 样，一 定 要 加 调 味 料，但 这 样 一 来 就 吃 不 到 自 然 源 有 的 味 道。而 21 代 的 世 界 就 好 比 快 熟 面，方 便 又 好 吃 但 吃 到 的 都 是 味 精，那 来 的 营 养？ 吃 多 可 是 会 死 人 的 啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 虽 外 在 好 玩，颠 风 但 内 心 非 常 的 宁 静 而 什 么 都 不 求，当 心 无 所 求 时，一 切 都 变 得 真 实，看 的 东 西 也 很 清 楚，了 了 分 明！当 动 时 也 就 是 多 做 善 事，当 静 时 也 就 是 回 光 反 照。动 与 静，清 楚 的 很。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如 要 找 出 我 的 话，我 便 会 这 样 形 容“真 真 假 假，假 假 真 真，一 假 一 真，一 真 一 假，看 真 不 真，看 假 不 假，是 真 是 假，是 假 是 真”要 如 何 定 下 决 论，有 你 而 定 吧。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= 人 可 多 面，心 不 可 多 面，心 若 多 面 便 失 根 本。心 要 自 在，而 真 理 要 稳 如 泰 山。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3585514200803125675-528190011852835517?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/528190011852835517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=528190011852835517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/528190011852835517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/528190011852835517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/many-many-meee.html' title='many many meee'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RvqWndvH4aI/AAAAAAAACFY/KdACeMQsjmk/s72-c/214496934_784e74271d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3600208913714998160</id><published>2007-09-22T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T14:54:14.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大 概 就 是 这 种 感 觉。。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 不 知 道 是 好 还 是 不 好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-3600208913714998160?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3600208913714998160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3600208913714998160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3600208913714998160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3600208913714998160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/maybe.html' title='maybe'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-7902904174932543277</id><published>2007-09-20T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:30.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RvIPnE1uAyI/AAAAAAAACDo/vyqYgwPTkrg/s1600-h/sorry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112165691007304482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="316" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RvIPnE1uAyI/AAAAAAAACDo/vyqYgwPTkrg/s320/sorry.bmp" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RvIPnU1uAzI/AAAAAAAACDw/sfvdoQxk7-g/s1600-h/sorry1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112165695302271794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="250" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RvIPnU1uAzI/AAAAAAAACDw/sfvdoQxk7-g/s320/sorry1.bmp" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never like exam but still it everyone in the whole world are going to face it, not just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, all my classmate knew i'm the king of king who sleep in class like no body else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i have already plan out my time table to study..what they see is just the slacking side of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm move, I'm touched, I appreaciate for those who scold me, commented me...I feel the care from those friends..I love them, espcially one person...hope you won't give up on me or else i will really cry out de..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really and I'm studying la...really..those prelim result, i know i fail like siao..but this won't happen on my O..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! to that special person..this post is for you and the rest of friends who care for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you alll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-7902904174932543277?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7902904174932543277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=7902904174932543277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7902904174932543277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/7902904174932543277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RvIPnE1uAyI/AAAAAAAACDo/vyqYgwPTkrg/s72-c/sorry.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3199217947343418085</id><published>2007-09-18T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:31.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>facing death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru_Lxn5voWI/AAAAAAAACDQ/Do9USuzHzX0/s1600-h/graveyard1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111528155474010466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru_Lxn5voWI/AAAAAAAACDQ/Do9USuzHzX0/s320/graveyard1.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru_Lx35voXI/AAAAAAAACDY/eRpsfAhpAC0/s1600-h/457460992_2b1b0ba01b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111528159768977778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="194" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru_Lx35voXI/AAAAAAAACDY/eRpsfAhpAC0/s320/457460992_2b1b0ba01b.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru_LyH5voYI/AAAAAAAACDg/UhBcEpj2sGA/s1600-h/125148672_a11c784af6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111528164063945090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru_LyH5voYI/AAAAAAAACDg/UhBcEpj2sGA/s320/125148672_a11c784af6.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;死 亡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在 两 天 前，刚 接 到 通 知 说 有 一 位 朋 友 的 老 爸 过 世 了，享 年 51 岁。当 我 接 到 通 知 时 我 真 为 那 朋 友 感 到 难 过，数 分 钟 后 我 一 点 感 觉 也 没 有 了。我 又 是 如 何 看 待 死 亡 的 呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以 世 界 人 民 整 体 来 说，由 其 是 青 少 年 和 工 做 人 士，他 们 都 是 过 着 “无 死”的 生 活 而 完 全 忘 了 死 亡 的 存 在。现 代 人 的 生 活 的 定 义 也 远 远 地 超 出 生 活 源 本 的 基 本 需 求，开 始 为 了 名 义，物 质 享 受 而 忙 碌 蹦 跛。把 一 生 的 命 花 在 工 做 上，名 义 和 物 质 都 有 了 但 也 快 死 了，享 受 到 的 时 间 还 比 不 上 工 做 的 时 间，却 忙 了 大 半 生，那 又 何 必 呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这 几 天 惠 珊 因 朋 友 父 亲 的 过 世 而 开 始 感 叹 生 命 的 脆 弱，我 还 真 为 她 的 感 叹 感 到 开 心，因 为 至 少 她 会 对 家 人 有 更 多 的 爱 护！回 到 我 这 来 说，我 父 亲 在 很 多 年 以 前 就 因 睡 觉 而 喘 不 过 气 差 点 死 掉 或 做 梦 有 人 要 “带 他 走”。我 都 因 为 他 这 样 而 感 到 害 怕，但 就 在 昨 天 父 亲 因 工 做 时 而 感 到 不 舒 服 便 拨 电 给 母 亲，母 亲 还 以 为 父 亲 出 事 便 大 喊 起 来。正 在 睡 觉 的 我 听 到 了，也 感 到 害 怕 但 还 继 续 的 躺 在 床 上 不 起，其 实 我 是 在 做 心 理 准 备。也 不 知 为 什 么 我 从 小 便 不 因 为 听 到 别 人 的 死 忘 而 感 到 惊 讶 和 伤 心，记 得 外 公 死 时，全 家 人 都 哭 到 “不 清 不 楚”但 我 一 个 人 从 外 公 死 的 那 一 天 直 到 火 化 那 一 天 只 流 过 一 滴 泪，而 这 一 滴 泪 还 是 逼 自 己 流 的 因 为 看 到 表 哥 表 弟 都 哭 了，我 不 哭 的 话 看 起 来 我 很 不 孝。在 说 明 白 一 些，我 对 死 亡 的 感 觉 就 只 有 麻 木。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人 死 后 根 本 不 是 一 个 终 点 而 是 一 个 开 始，真 正 的 人 生 是 学 习 如 何 “做 人”，酸，甜，苦，辣，道 德，真 理 和 善 恶 之 分。人 来 到 这 世 界 就 被 它 的 色 彩 迷 住 而 忘 了 做 人 的 根 本，正 所 为 人 之 初，性 本 善 啊。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 见 人 死 为 何 不 流 泪，为 何 不 害 怕 呢？人 因 世 界 的 色 彩 而 被 迷 惑，忘 了 根 本， 忘 了 本 来，更 忘 了 善 行。心 无 善 念，体 无 善 行，而 只 追 求 立 己 的 享 受。那 这 样 的 人 死 了 又 何 必 为 他 掉 泪 呢？但 人 因 见 世 间 冲 满 痛 苦，而 发 觉 生 命 的 意 义，便 寻 找 生 命 之 本。那 也 就 说 这 人 在 学 习 如 何 回 归 婴 儿 的 良 心 “人 之 初，性 本 善”，婴 儿 天 生 就 是 善 良，无 邪 念 的 啊。这 善 心 人 行 善 无 穷，不 求 回 报，那 这 人 死 了 又 有 何 遗 憾？若 无 遗 憾，那 又 何 必 掉 泪 呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生 存 和 死 亡 之 间 只 是 一 线 之 差，即 然 只 是 一 线 之 差 那 又 何 必 执 著 呢？生 存 时 要 好 好 的 学 习，那 死 后 的 生 命 才 可 享 受 啊。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= 我 未 生 前，谁 生 我？我 生 之 时 我 是 谁？&lt;br /&gt;= who born me before I was born? who am i after i was born ?&lt;br /&gt;尽 请 深 思！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-3199217947343418085?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3199217947343418085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3199217947343418085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3199217947343418085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3199217947343418085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/facing-death.html' title='facing death'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru_Lxn5voWI/AAAAAAAACDQ/Do9USuzHzX0/s72-c/graveyard1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8293661003159828791</id><published>2007-09-16T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:31.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>小 丑 的 心 声</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru0sSH5voVI/AAAAAAAACDI/M6IZeL8yX8g/s1600-h/374113049_007e4939d5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110789842005893458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru0sSH5voVI/AAAAAAAACDI/M6IZeL8yX8g/s320/374113049_007e4939d5_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru0sG35voUI/AAAAAAAACDA/zd4ZziSWm04/s1600-h/clown.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110789648732365122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="134" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru0sG35voUI/AAAAAAAACDA/zd4ZziSWm04/s320/clown.bmp" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;小 丑 的 心 声&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 很 少 有 机 会 看 见 小 丑，可 在 电 视 节 目 就 多 了。眼 看 围 绕 在 小 丑 身 边 的 小 孩 脸 上 一 个 个 都 带 这 连 嘴 都 关 不 起 来 的 欢 笑。如 果 我 能 打 扮 成 小 丑 的 话，我 也 希 望 围 绕 在 我 身 边 的 小 孩 都 能 很 开 心 的 一 起 玩 耍。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大 多 的 人 心 中 有 做 小 丑 的 一 个 心 德 吧，都 很 希 望 他 们 身 边 的 人 都 开 开 心 心 的 度 过 每 一 天。小 丑 的 快 乐 来 自 他 人 的 快 乐，就 算 身 边 的 人 伤 心 了，小 丑 还 是 不 断 的 努 力 的 逗 他 们 开 心。小 丑 从 不 害 怕 自 己 丑，就 为 他 人 的 欢 笑，如 果 有 伤 心 的 人 说“如 果 你 比 现 在 更 丑，我 才 会 开 心”那 小 丑 一 定 愿 意 把 自 己 打 扮 的 更 丑 的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110789648732365106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru0sG35voTI/AAAAAAAACC4/jbWvIRy-A7s/s320/232342037_4e52eb7a52.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;小 丑 是 否 有 伤 心 的 时 侯 呢？我 想 会 有 的 吧？哪 又 有 谁 会 逗 小 丑 开 心 呢？我 想 小 丑 也 最 想 要 有 另 一 位 小 丑 逗 他 开 心 的 吧。快 乐 不 需 要 代 价，更 不 需 要 金 钱 的 满 足，而 需 要 一 分 能 消 灭 烦 脑 的 笑 点。这 也 就 是 小 丑 的 其 中 原 则，但 很 多 人 都 认 为 快 乐 就 是 要 有 钱，却 不 晓 得 对 着 大 海 呐 喊 也 能 消 除 心 中 的 不 悦，冷 冰 冰 的 雪 糕 冷 缺 心 中 的 偾 怒，几 粒 气 球 能 让 甜 密 回 味 无 比，扮 几 张 鬼 脸 能 换 回 几 声 欢 笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要 是 能 让 他 人 开 心 的 话，就 算 我 得 做 小 丑 那 我 也 愿 意。。。小 丑 的 心 声 又 有 谁 明 白？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= 快 乐 不 在 与 金 钱，它 在 与 放 的 开。快 乐 不 在 与 享 受，它在 与 体 会。快 乐 不 在 与 拥 有，它 在 与 付 出。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-8293661003159828791?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8293661003159828791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=8293661003159828791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8293661003159828791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8293661003159828791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='小 丑 的 心 声'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Ru0sSH5voVI/AAAAAAAACDI/M6IZeL8yX8g/s72-c/374113049_007e4939d5_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8187162382453041478</id><published>2007-09-14T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:31.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's feeeling soo weak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuoX6X5voSI/AAAAAAAACCw/WEK-0k0_Rgc/s1600-h/310205485_f600d554c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109923018821312802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuoX6X5voSI/AAAAAAAACCw/WEK-0k0_Rgc/s320/310205485_f600d554c1.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                               This photo describe the girl I'm talking for this post. She got a strong mind but a weak body.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;     好 辛 苦 啊！She's feeling so weak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while I was taking my physic exam in class, there is this girl from Sec4 NA class pass by our class corridor and she keep dragging her feet along the way, because she was dragging her feet so there is this disturbing noise “shhaa shhhaa shhaa”. So most of my classmate turn and look at her, finding it irritating, minutes later she walk pass again with the same noise “shhha shha shhhaa” so Mdm Yee walk out of the class and ask her not to drag because she is disturbing the class from having exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I was having exam and should concentrate on it yet I couldn’t concentrate but keep looking at her. She was holding on to the corridor hand bar, she was taking her step very slowly with her pale face. Looking weak and helpless, I look at her with great sympathy. Suddenly she had a very slight fall and I thought she’s going to faint, I had a slight jerk within my seat, going to stand out to help her but I was having my exam at that moment. She stands still, balancing herself and started walking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took minutes to walk finish the corridor! Upon finishing, the Science HOD walks pass and ask is she ok? She nods her head together with her weak smile and that HOD carry on walking. I was thinking why both Mdm Yee and that HOD didn’t help her? I was puzzle, she then disappear from my eyes sight. I took back to my exam paper but my mind keep recalling the scene of that weak girl. As I’m sitting by the window side, so after 10min after that girl walked pass the class corridor and I turn my head back, looking out of the window, I saw that girl still walking slowly at that study area. “My goodness! She’s still walking down there”  Then follow by Mr Lim, another HOD, walk up from the stair case. He saw her walking weakly, and then he looks back at her thinking if she’s okay. Obviously she’s not okay right??!! But Mr Lim walked away. I was so angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this how we should react when seeing people like them? What’s more? This is a school and in total there are 3 teachers who saw her like this, so weak, yet none of them help her and there is 2 HOD! What a good example huh! Yes, there is concern for her but just concerning will help her? At least help her to the place she’s going and I don’t what the classmate for, just leave her alone walking pathetically?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has the friendly act gone to? I see it with despair, full of disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= Building of foundation is the roots to all prosperity for the future enjoyment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-8187162382453041478?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8187162382453041478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=8187162382453041478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8187162382453041478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8187162382453041478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/shes-feeeling-soo-weak.html' title='She&apos;s feeeling soo weak'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuoX6X5voSI/AAAAAAAACCw/WEK-0k0_Rgc/s72-c/310205485_f600d554c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-947683081734609759</id><published>2007-09-11T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:32.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Elderly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuZJuJ44GRI/AAAAAAAACCo/Iq9CQF8rpXY/s1600-h/elderly+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108851884575693074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuZJuJ44GRI/AAAAAAAACCo/Iq9CQF8rpXY/s320/elderly+1.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuZJiZ44GPI/AAAAAAAACCY/7Wmn2CTvcsw/s1600-h/elderly+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108851682712230130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuZJiZ44GPI/AAAAAAAACCY/7Wmn2CTvcsw/s320/elderly+4.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuZJip44GQI/AAAAAAAACCg/uEc-Waw1wUg/s1600-h/elderly+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108851687007197442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="270" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuZJip44GQI/AAAAAAAACCg/uEc-Waw1wUg/s320/elderly+2.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Elderly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday is really a bored one. Nevertheless I still learn some lesson about life even though I’m just staying at home and not taking a step out of house for 4 days! Yesterday (Wednesday) and today I learn a big lesson about giving love to the elderly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a channel U programmed, showing three little kids together with their mum doing volunteer service at many different old folk homes and even distribute biscuits to elderly under the void deck. They perform, they play, they chat with the elderly at their very young age, and the eldest child is only at his primary school level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reporter asks them “are you scare of seeing the elderly with no leg and hand?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids say “no, we are not scare instead we feel very sorry because they can’t do anything without their leg and hand”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reporter asks their mum “what is the deepest memory you have doing this volunteering services?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied “I remember asking my kids what they want for their birthday presents and they said they wanted biscuits and drinks for their presents. I asked them why and they said that because they want to give all this biscuits and drinks to the elderly, seeing the elderly smile and happy is their presents for in return.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears drop upon hearing what she said, how I wish my future kids grow up like them. Full of love and passion for the elderly, human are born kind in nature but now look at the society, especially the youngster. We should discipline and learn how to love people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was young, there was a new neighbor moving in with their old parent in their 70s age. After moving in for 3 days, the old couple came knocking at one of my neighbor door, an uncle, saying that their children lock them outside and don’t want to let them in. Their children even put their clothing outside the door and chase them away. The uncle is so angry and went knocking their door and had a big quarrel. What is this world!??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today afternoon, I had a great chat with my grandma over the phone. I think this is one of the longest times ever I talked over the phone in this years besides chatting with HZ. I realize that chatting with elderly is indeed a fun one, let ago the topic we chat because youngster and elderly chatting topic is different but any way my grandma talk like a kid, cute and happy. I was so worry about her health and illness, my heart had a sudden sour that nearly make me tears again. I love her so much, instead I felt the responsibility upon this world that I really need to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tips for the day: Taking care of elderly is not a burden, it is a gift. Without them, there will be no us, please don’t take them as a trouble but a love instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-947683081734609759?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/947683081734609759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=947683081734609759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/947683081734609759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/947683081734609759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/elderly.html' title='The Elderly'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuZJuJ44GRI/AAAAAAAACCo/Iq9CQF8rpXY/s72-c/elderly+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-998328952872837667</id><published>2007-09-08T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:33.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My one and only HIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuKD9p44GCI/AAAAAAAACAw/z9GKtipK8QA/s1600-h/IMG_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107790022631233570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuKD9p44GCI/AAAAAAAACAw/z9GKtipK8QA/s320/IMG_0807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The ultimate photo. cute!!! my bro in girl dress. really like girl la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuJ8PZ44F-I/AAAAAAAACAQ/mnNZ0BmkaOY/s1600-h/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107781531480889314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuJ8PZ44F-I/AAAAAAAACAQ/mnNZ0BmkaOY/s320/IMG_0808.JPG" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My bro smile nicer then i do. Am i smiling or going to cry soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuJ8P544F_I/AAAAAAAACAY/QfByhcPi4SA/s1600-h/IMG_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107781540070823922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuJ8P544F_I/AAAAAAAACAY/QfByhcPi4SA/s320/IMG_0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; A photo taken in prayer hall ! for 17 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuJ4pJ44F8I/AAAAAAAACAA/L4NqzUgfvRQ/s1600-h/IMG_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107777575816009666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuJ4pJ44F8I/AAAAAAAACAA/L4NqzUgfvRQ/s320/IMG_0810.JPG" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ME, my pretty mum and Bro, walao..he got innocent pair of eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuJ4pp44F9I/AAAAAAAACAI/it8N4iMngfg/s1600-h/IMG_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107777584405944274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuJ4pp44F9I/AAAAAAAACAI/it8N4iMngfg/s320/IMG_0809.JPG" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My bro and me. Among so many photo, my bro still look the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuJt0p44F6I/AAAAAAAAB_w/ZA4NS3UibcA/s1600-h/IMG_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107765678756599714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuJt0p44F6I/AAAAAAAAB_w/ZA4NS3UibcA/s320/IMG_0804.JPG" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Me and my bro, we grow up le!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuJt1J44F7I/AAAAAAAAB_4/HnugO7DqW8w/s1600-h/IMG_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107765687346534322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuJt1J44F7I/AAAAAAAAB_4/HnugO7DqW8w/s320/IMG_0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My cute bro, grow up not cute le but handsome huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My one and only HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! My darling bro have been complaining that I didn’t post about him for days. So I’m going to spend some time talking about him then and here I go…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother had been rather discipline on his own every since young, but when he got into secondary school he change. I think it due to the kind of friends he makes in school but still he is friendly in his natural character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past his is…….&lt;br /&gt;= Lovely&lt;br /&gt;= Caring&lt;br /&gt;= Generous&lt;br /&gt;= Good temper&lt;br /&gt;= Smart&lt;br /&gt;= Golden heart&lt;br /&gt;= Good patient&lt;br /&gt;= Very good hand skill (in art)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the present he is….&lt;br /&gt;= Generous&lt;br /&gt;= Smart&lt;br /&gt;= Very good hand skill (in art)&lt;br /&gt;= Hilarious&lt;br /&gt;= Low self esteem&lt;br /&gt;= Not as patient,&lt;br /&gt;= Not as caring and lovely&lt;br /&gt;= Where have the golden heart gone to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, see how great he is in the past? But he change so much, after all he is not that bad la. It like every teenager will go through a stage of stubbornness right? What they need is someone to bring them back to the right track and everything will go smooth again. I know it not easy because I have been trying; still I’m not able to do it. The one I’m most worry about him is his low self esteem, he have been like this ever since secondary 2 or 3 onwards. He lost confident in himself whether in his studies, appearance, his own character, I think that all. He is a person who didn’t like to voice out his own problems but keep it to himself and the problems keep stirring wild in his brain and soul that make him like this. Come on bro, can’t you tell me your problem? I seriously can help you out of it. I have been solving some of your problems right? Voice out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother has a unique character. He care a lot for other people, he is very loyalty to his friends, he is straight minded (not a very good thing) because when he start quarreling with someone he will really burst into fire and don’t care what the outcome is. In his heart he is really still as caring, loving and with concern for the family member. I will never judge wrongly about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main motive for posting this is to give advise, concern, care and straight forward shooting about him because I feel that this cannot be carry on any further other wise it may affect his life and future severely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first thing that concerns him most now is his low self esteem (自悲), if he really take a good notice carefully actually there is a lot of people giving him concern and help in his character and studies. People like Rong Sheng, Zheng Nong, Andy, Mummy and me. Yes! I agree that maybe some of our concerning and help may not be acceptable by yeeting but as a Xiu Dao Ren whom listening to lesson （道义）for so long, we know that for when we fall, we have to stand up on our own, some more people around you have already stretch out their hand to pull you up, but are you willing to stand up? ARE YOU TAKING THEIR ADVICE? This is important. If you yourself say no in the first place, even God send you their power there is no use at all. Hey darling, the only way to build up your self confident is to say yes to yourself first. I will be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your self discipline, golden heart, caring, patient, moral value can be found through putting in one action. Come to youth group （青少年班）. I have been repeating myself for so many times that youth group is not just about study and tuition; there is a lot more then that. Yes, I can describe everything like heavenly place but still you have to feel it yourself, only when the truth touches your heart then you will realize how true it is. My darling, if I ever teach you the wrong thing, you can choose not to call me brother. I’m serious, in nature, you are good and even better then me. For all I am now is all effort putting in, you too also know that I always have to work doubly hard to gain something but you are different, you know that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep saying that you got an ITE face, thinking back how much effort you have put into your study? You are naturally smart, even smarter then me, if you were to go ITE; I am the first to go instead. There is no dead end to study, so what even you go into ITE? I will still praise you that you can carry on studying because the main point is you didn’t stop learning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a local Real Estate agent, she only has an O level certificate but yet she earns 1200 billion a year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107790026926200882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuKD9544GDI/AAAAAAAACA4/gWdSbyAswt8/s320/david+gan.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Local celebrity hair stylist, David Gan, is famous throughout celebrity world. He doesn’t only work in S’pore it self but to different country to style celebrity hair, not just this. He is even specially appointed by famous actor and actress to cut and style their hair, actress like Zhang Zhi Yi. What’s cool? David Gan graduate in local ITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling, like what I said before, you are born with some natural hand skill talent. I always say this, you will success one day but you choose not to believe me. Different people are born with different natural ability and different schools in Singapore are open to suit different people with different skills. As long as you are learning, you are not in dead end! When the day you succeed, never forget LaoMu that gift you such special talent, even now! Start to Liaoyuan and learn the meaning of life. Stand up my loving bro and don’t forget why we come to the earth for, it for the “Dao” and jiu du zhong shen. Remember this clearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= You live to learn, you learn to live. As long as you didn’t stop learning, you are not facing a dead end. You face it when you choose to stop learning. You only stop learning when dead and you start living comfortably in other dimension of the world call Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3585514200803125675-998328952872837667?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/998328952872837667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=998328952872837667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/998328952872837667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/998328952872837667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-one-and-only-him.html' title='My one and only HIM'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RuKD9p44GCI/AAAAAAAACAw/z9GKtipK8QA/s72-c/IMG_0807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-765422967439774277</id><published>2007-09-05T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:33.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn’t seem that beautiful after all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rt6lX544F5I/AAAAAAAAB_o/aKfSK1lDPv8/s1600-h/442676304_3c199e1e9f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106700857579673490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rt6lX544F5I/AAAAAAAAB_o/aKfSK1lDPv8/s320/442676304_3c199e1e9f.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; It doesn’t seem that beautiful after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say love is like a bed of roses, but they kill themselves when out of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say love is about sacrifices, but they make use of their lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say love is joy, but they cried till blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say love is everything, but they got nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say love is eternity, but they gone suicide and really got eternity in another dimension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say love is sweet, but does quarrel seem to be sweet or more on bitter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say love won’t change for one, but they seem to change faster then changing clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say love is about accepting one another, but when they quarrel all nonsense about past came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say love is crazy and wild in the start, indeed they went crazy and wild when breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say love is strongest when there is chemistry feeling, after all it doesn’t seem to have any reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So does love seem to be great, beautiful and wonderful after all? Does love still have a positive stand in other people “definition”? It really worth thinking about, why does it have so many negative phrases about it but everyone is willing to die for it when they know this is the ending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does me, going for it but not so daring after all. I am reserving myself, worry if I will be hurt once again, I seriously have some sort of phobia. Can anyone please help me out of it? I promise to try my very best to be free from this stupid phobia and open my hand to accept ……..happily and seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thought are running on and on and on……….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-765422967439774277?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/765422967439774277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=765422967439774277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/765422967439774277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/765422967439774277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-doesnt-seem-that-beautiful-after-all.html' title='It doesn’t seem that beautiful after all'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rt6lX544F5I/AAAAAAAAB_o/aKfSK1lDPv8/s72-c/442676304_3c199e1e9f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-6606994498299307303</id><published>2007-08-29T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:33.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple is life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RtV6lZ44F4I/AAAAAAAAB_g/pmRql6vdJrI/s1600-h/simple+life.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104120535717517186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RtV6lZ44F4I/AAAAAAAAB_g/pmRql6vdJrI/s320/simple+life.bmp" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;简 单 就 是 辛 福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have a friend, she live a simple life, her family is not rich. Like all human, she has her own trouble too. For the first time I saw her, which was at school meeting room for a interview, for the first glance I was quite a shock because she is the only girl who is quite special. “She must be some rich girl” I thought, but after I knew her through sms and I know she’s not. I asked her this question “Are you leading a happy life?” “Yes I do! I feel that I’m the most fortunate girl in the world” She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expect her to give me this reply because I thought she will complain about her life for being having trouble in life, as still she look for as radiant and nice! She says that she has always loved her family and didn’t ask for anything more, but to be happy. I was touch by her answer. For there are so many rich and fortunate people in this world but still they ask for more, and never seem to be enough. This is the question I desperately want to ask them “You have everything that the poor didn’t have what more are you asking for?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question keeps appearing in my mind and I think I got the answer myself. Yes! They are filthy rich but they didn’t feel enough, it because they didn’t have happiness in their life. They want to feel this happiness, but they didn’t know they are lacking in this, so they keep seeking, they still thought money, and luxurious items can satisfy them but no actually. One can be a millionaire but he is poor and never feel satisfy in life, one can be poor but leading a happy life, so does he is rich and always satisfy. A sport car may cost a million but it can never compare with a word call happiness which doesn’t cost a single cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had made up a Chinese story myself and I would like to delicate for this person, SIM BL, and everyone who read my blog. NOTE: I’m the original author myself !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;富 翁 与 乞 丐 的 故 事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就 有 这 一 位 富 翁，每 日 劳 动 奔 波 的 为 事 业 打 拚 而 占 有 一 席 之 位。他 的 高 楼 大 厦 有 百 楼 之 高，一 望 下 去 可 说 是 眼 看 天 下，无 处 不 有。便 有 一 日 他 驾 着 他 的 名 贵 宝 车 要 去 谈 生 意， 驾 着 驾 着 就 看 到 有 一 位 乞 丐 做 在 马 路 的 路 旁 上 要 饭。 富 翁 就 停 下 宝 车，站 了 出 来 然 后 大 摇 大 摆 的 向 着 乞 丐 走 了 过 去 然 后 说 道 “你 为 何 坐 在 这？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乞 丐 说“我 在 这 要 饭，先 生 给 点 钱 吧”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“为 何 在 这 要 饭？我 还 是 第 一 次 看 过 乞 丐 呢”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乞 丐 说 “你 是 第 一 次 看 过 我，我 可 不 是 第 一 次 看 过 你 呢”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;富 翁 说“什么？那 我 为 何 没 看 见 你？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乞 丐 说“因 为 你 走 得 快！你 为 何 走 得 如 此 快 呢？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;富 翁 说“当 然 为 了 做 工 啦，不 然 跟 你 一 样 要 饭 吗？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乞 丐 笑 了 笑 说“工 做 也 不 就 是 讨 个 生 活 吗？讨 个 生 活 也 不 就 是 为 了 吃 饭 吗？简 单 来 说 不 就 也 是 讨 饭 吗？哈哈哈！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;富 翁 生 气 的 说 “我 才 不 是 要 饭 的 呢！我 可 是 高 人 一 等 的 奇 才，我 有 无 尽 的 物 质 享 受 而 你 什 么 都 没 有，凭 什 么 说 我？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乞 丐 说“你 的 高 楼 大 厦 有 几 楼？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;富 翁 说 “一 共 一 百 二 十 五 楼！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乞 丐 说 “那 你 看 下 去 的 时 后 看 到 什 么？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;富 翁 说“那 可 妙 了，看 下 去 的 时 后 可 说 是 一 边 无 尽 啊！难 以 形 容。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乞 丐 说“是 否 可 说 详 细 一 些？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;富 翁 说“那 我 可 说 不 出 了，密 密 麻 麻 的 ，可 没 详 细 的”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乞 丐 说“宝 车 又 可 跑 多 快？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;富 翁 说“这 宝 车 可 神 了，可 跑 一 百 五 十 公 里 快 啊！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乞 丐 说“如 此 的 快，是 否 安 全 呢？四 周 是 否 看 的 清 呢？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;富 翁 说“车 跑 的 快 当 然 不 安 全，四 周 当 然 看 不 清 啦”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乞 丐 说“富 翁 钱 多 是 否 花 的 完 呢？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;富 翁 说“生 为 生 意 人，没 时 间，所 以 没 家 庭，钱 当 然 多 的 时，大 多 花 在 生 意 上”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乞 丐 说“那 富 翁 啊，富 翁 啊！你 站 在 高 处 看 不 清，跑 太 快 又 不 安 全，钱 太 多 又 花 不 完，高 人 一 等 可 享 受 不 到 亲 情，那 请 问 你 都 在 忙 一 些 什 么 啊？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乞 丐 又 说“我 虽 做 在 路 口 的 地 上，但 眼 前 之 事 我 可 看 的 了 了 分 明，喜悦，忧 愁，愤 怒，哀 伤 一 目 了 然。我 讨 的 钱 只 花 在 吃 饭 上，但 生 命 之 道 理 可 把 我 的 心 灵 化 成 一 条 活 龙。生 活 就 是 淡，因 淡 中 之 真 味，这 才 可 常 久 啊。。。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;富 翁 听 了，双 脚 便 跪 在 地 上 直 哭。而 乞 丐 便 哈 哈 大 笑，走 开 了。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= One can be a millionaire but he is poor and never feel satisfy in life, one can be poor but leading a happy life, so does he is rich and always satisfy. A sport car may cost a million but it can never compare with a word call happiness which doesn’t cost a single cent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-6606994498299307303?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6606994498299307303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=6606994498299307303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6606994498299307303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/6606994498299307303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/simple-is-life.html' title='simple is life!'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RtV6lZ44F4I/AAAAAAAAB_g/pmRql6vdJrI/s72-c/simple+life.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-2238516928165077838</id><published>2007-08-16T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:34.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reavealing of yeecheng life (part1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQRUJ44FzI/AAAAAAAAB-4/vnGIBzEpMbc/s1600-h/IMG_0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099219716039776050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQRUJ44FzI/AAAAAAAAB-4/vnGIBzEpMbc/s320/IMG_0798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A vegetarian baby is on earth with the sound "wuwawuwawuwa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQQPZ44FyI/AAAAAAAAB-w/m3VDvViRtYY/s1600-h/IMG_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099218534923769634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQQPZ44FyI/AAAAAAAAB-w/m3VDvViRtYY/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me! few month old i think, i not sure too. Am i cute? wahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQPI544FxI/AAAAAAAAB-o/gyR5FdRzVEc/s1600-h/IMG_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099217323742992146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQPI544FxI/AAAAAAAAB-o/gyR5FdRzVEc/s320/IMG_0803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Loving daddy, mummy and my prayer hall..official opening ceremony!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQOEp44FwI/AAAAAAAAB-g/qCvDzU_gbNU/s1600-h/IMG_0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099216151216920322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQOEp44FwI/AAAAAAAAB-g/qCvDzU_gbNU/s320/IMG_0802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The combination of my mummy and daddy. I still like my mum, so pretty, her look make me feel so dreamy. Love both of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQL1p44FvI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/hKwMwWj7rxA/s1600-h/IMG_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099213694495626994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQL1p44FvI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/hKwMwWj7rxA/s320/IMG_0801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; A young teenagers, the most hot and modern way of look in the 1980s. He's my daddy, handsome isn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQLAp44FuI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/-R6vYMSB2Nk/s1600-h/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099212783962560226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQLAp44FuI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/-R6vYMSB2Nk/s320/IMG_0800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mum when she was young, look like model la, such a beauty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Revealing of Yeecheng life ( part 1 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am to share my 17 years of life to everyone who read my blog. Some may start to self mumbling thinking if I’m crazy, I’m only 17 and what great story I can share? My answer to everyone doubts of my action is that one don’t have to live till old to share their story of life. It the process of learning of life that make your life fulfilling, full of lesson to be learn and not by judging how long you have live in this miserable world. So what if you have live till old but you learn nothing about life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life isn’t a movie, not as thrilling, not as exciting but my life is full of lesson to be learned as I had gone through the lowest point of life. What make me realize that my life is a lesson? What make me to learn and live a holy life now? It my religion, in fact the God Buddha I’m praying to is not call religion, but a “Believe” instead. A believe that this is the only way back to heaven after we died, it gave me so many turning point throughout my 17 years of life and I’m prepare to share to everyone who is interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start from 19 years ago before I was born. In 1988, my parent had just married and they wanted to have a baby so much but their “rock and roll” in bed just couldn’t work and so there is “no product” after working so hard, oh my poor daddy. A year later, 1989, there is a senior in our religion advice my parent “only when you both open a prayer hall at home and God Buddha will naturally send you a child, no worry”. So my parent builds up their strong faith for laomu（老母） and open up a prayer hall in june-aug 1989. True enough, my mum got pregnant as soon as the prayer hall had officially opened up at home, so I was born in 25/1/1990. Both my parent are vegetarian so am I, so there were many of people who is non-vegetarian scolded my mum for being a vegetarian even she’s pregnant, saying that the baby will not be healthy. In opposite, I’m real cute and healthy la! And on the second day I was born, daddy brought me home for religion ceremony (it a enlightenment of life ceremony, it the same meaning when those Christian go for Baptist), the doctor said that my mum and me were real healthy and there is no need to stay in hospital any longer. During the ceremony, name is needed so to tell laomu（老母）this person will be enlighten but I’m only a second day old baby, I had no name so the master had my name make on the spot, Cheong Yee Cheng （钟 易 成）, this name mean that hoping for whatever I do will be smooth and easy to success. On the first anniversary of my prayer hall, I was only half year old and I’m still as cute and cubby! (action only but true lei) Because of me, there was really a lot of people came to my house for prayer hall anniversary but their real motive is to see me (it true, my mum told me de) and seeing me so healthy and face full of radiant, they was fully convince that vegetarian diet is indeed healthy, so there is many people gone for enlighten ceremony and save by God Buddha, laomu（老母）.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since young, my connection with God Buddha was strong. When I was 3 years old, I was so playful and I crash into some glass and nearly die if my hand weren’t supporting my body or I move a little bit because the four direction of my head will all sharp glasses, this incident happened at home where the prayer hall was situated. At 5 years old, a Sunday afternoon where my parent and younger brother were taking a nap, but I was sitting alone right in front of the prayer hall, I was purely staring at all the Buddha statue. Suddenly, I saw my God Buddha ( his photo in photo frame , 师 尊) was smiling at me so fatherly and I was totally shock and stunned even if he smile so warmly at me. I ran to the bedroom and told my parent. How funny. My mum was really hot temper in the past, she got work up easily and canned me and my brother like mad, so there is once my mum canned me and I shout at her “if I know I was born to be beaten by you, then I rather stay at heaven and not coming down to this world for suffering!” my mum shock and drop the cane immediately. These are the three story of my connection with God Buddha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips of the day= the most important learning for kids is the pupil rule, Chinese Sutra (弟子规), a learning of moral value so that they will grow up with pure heart, a basic manners and human knowledge which will be useful until the day they die. Let this be their roots of discipline, never wait any longer. &lt;/span&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/3585514200803125675-2238516928165077838?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2238516928165077838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=2238516928165077838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2238516928165077838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/2238516928165077838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/reavealing-of-yeecheng-life-part1.html' title='Reavealing of yeecheng life (part1)'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RsQRUJ44FzI/AAAAAAAAB-4/vnGIBzEpMbc/s72-c/IMG_0798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-5640800637654013405</id><published>2007-08-08T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:51:36.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pureness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Pureness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a group of friends who have pure heart. I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I got to make a group of friends and after really mixing with them and I found out that their heart is so pure, friendly with no motive for whatever they do. I seriously feel that it is almost impossible to have this kind of friends anymore. Seriously, rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s really a blessing for who ever make friends with them but please don’t hurt them ok? Don’t even think of making use of them, I will protect them if anyone where to bully them. When hanging out with them, I don’t have to hold a heart of defensive worry that they will harm me or bully me. It totally myself and I feel that I’m back to my childhood life time. Hey! You guys are simply wonderful. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they need to be protected and guided so to know who is really good to you guys or bad to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= Holding a pure heart will lead you shining bright for everywhere you go. Hold a pure heart means holding a high value for yourself, because a pure heart is just like a pure gold, gold of goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her ~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-5640800637654013405?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5640800637654013405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=5640800637654013405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5640800637654013405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/5640800637654013405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/pureness.html' title='Pureness'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-3736704508423543907</id><published>2007-07-29T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:37.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Understanding of myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Understanding of myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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&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/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqvnOtv7ETI/AAAAAAAAB7I/0uxmJI-XRNA/s1600-h/clip_image001.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092418043657261362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqvnOtv7ETI/AAAAAAAAB7I/0uxmJI-XRNA/s320/clip_image001.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Yeecheng, your true talent is abstract reasoning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ability to look at information abstractly means you have a rich imagination. You're one of those rare people who can mix two unrelated ideas together to come up with a great new one. Most people aren't as skillful as you are at applying knowledge outside of its usual context.How do we know that's your true talent? While you were taking the test, we calculated your responses to each test question and rated your skills in 5 areas. You scored highest on abstract reasoning.Your combination of strategic thinking and creativity can be an incredible value in both business and social environments.And that's just a small part of what we know about you from your test results. You also have other hidden talents that can have a dramatic effect on your career, your life and how other people see you. Don't get trapped in a dead-end job that doesn't match your true talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092418932715491650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqvoCdv7EUI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/Bjs-GO5paQs/s320/clip_image001.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The fact that you're an inventive and creative person who usually has an abundance of imagination and ideas really draws people to you! But that's not the only thing. Your answers on the test indicate you're a caring and considerate person who is typically very loving, as well. You are a person with a strong will who is typically determined to follow through on difficult demands and meet important goals, too.In all, there are 15 qualities that help define you when you're at your best. Those are the traits potential employers, friends, and partners look for in you. What makes you unique is your particular distribution of those 15 qualities.We've found that your particular combination of qualities is rare — only 2 in 10,000 people share the same general mix of traits. Those are great odds if you're trying to show a potential employer, colleague, friend, or date why you're exactly the right person for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hidden talents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092419340737384786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqvoaNv7EVI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/axYWxALh06k/s320/clip_image002" border="0" /&gt;You have the power to persuade and influence others.You're the type of person who can turn a whole room around.The potential for great leadership is there, as long as you don't abuse it.Always remember, you have a lot more power over people than you might think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My EQ is 140&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092419796003918178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rqvo0tv7EWI/AAAAAAAAB7g/Cl77GxXLXSc/s320/clip_image001" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My an artemis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092420075176792434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqvpE9v7EXI/AAAAAAAAB7o/_J-mjeZOcVU/s320/clip_image001" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brave, and a natural born leader.You're willing to fight for what you believe in...And willing to make tough decisions.Don't forget - the people around you have ideas too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My career type : enterprising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092420444543979906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rqvpadv7EYI/AAAAAAAAB7w/_r8xj1I2oLQ/s320/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are engertic, ambitious, and sociable.Your talents lie in politics, leading people, and selling things or ideas.You would make an excellent:Auctioneer - Bank President - Camp DirectorCity Manager - Judge - LawyerRecreation Leader - Real Estate Agent - Sales PersonSchool Principal - Travel Agent - TV Newscaster The worst career options for your are investigative careers, like mathematician or architect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Personality is Very Rare (INTJ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092420710831952274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rqvpp9v7EZI/AAAAAAAAB74/P2CXUiPWkYQ/s320/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your personality type is logical, uncompromising, independent, and nonconformist.Only about 3% of all people have your personality, including 2% of all women and 4% of all men.You are Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Judging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Personality Is Idealist (NF)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092421200458224034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqvqGdv7EaI/AAAAAAAAB8A/CXXeBY_5kZ8/s320/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.As far as your looks go, you've likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 83% Sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092421419501556146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqvqTNv7EbI/AAAAAAAAB8I/Klm9YrJlFGI/s320/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Sex Appeal Is: Off the Charts!Let's face it... you're one of the sexiest people around. And you don't let anyone forget it.You're crazy hot, and you deliver on what you promise. You are definitely one wild ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Intrapersonal Intelligence Score: 88%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092421690084495810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rqvqi9v7EcI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/WGgw9n3sdrM/s320/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Intrapersonal Intelligence is Very HighYou've spent a lot of time introspecting, and it's really paid off.You are comfortable with who you are, and you have a life philosophy that you are happy to live by.And you're always re-evaluating what you believe. Because you learn something new about yourself each day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Protector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092422145351029202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rqvq9dv7EdI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/BfPJjDfyQLM/s320/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The ProtectorYou live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them.In love, you truly see relationships as an opportunity to connect and grow.You enjoy relationships as long as they are improving and changing. You can't stand stagnation.At work, you stay motivated and happy... as long as you are working toward a dream you support.You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.How you see yourself: Hardworking, ethical, and helpfulWhen other people don't get you, they see you as: Manipulative, weak, and unstable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 65% Left Brained, 35% Right Brained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092422643567235554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/Rqvradv7EeI/AAAAAAAAB8g/N3XTCrtkYk8/s320/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birthdate: January 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092611252761072114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqyW89v7EfI/AAAAAAAAB8o/EKToDZ2y5Ic/s320/clip_image001" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You excel at anything difficult or high tech. In other words, you're a total (brilliant) geek.It's difficult for you to find people worth spending time with.Which is probably why you'll take over the world with your evil robots!Your strength: Your unfailing logicYour weakness: Loving machines more than peopleYour power color: TanYour power symbol: PiYour power month: July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aura is Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092611746682311170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqyXZtv7EgI/AAAAAAAAB8w/WE-gyjx1ccU/s320/clip_image001" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spiritual and calm, you tend to live a quiet but enriching life.You are very giving of yourself. And it's hard for you to let go of relationships.The purpose of your life: showing love to other peopleFamous blues include: Angelina Jolie, the Dali Lama, OprahCareers for you to try: Psychic, Peace Corps Volunteer, Counselor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Life Path Number is 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092612116049498642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqyXvNv7EhI/AAAAAAAAB84/hZdsQW5Gf10/s320/clip_image001" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your purpose in life is to make the world betterYou are very socially conscious and a total idealist.You think there are many things wrong with the world, and you want to fix them.You have a big idea of how to world could be, and you'll sacrifice almost anything to work towards this dream.In love, you can easily see the beauty in someone else. And you never cling too tightly.You are capable of great love, but it's hard for you to focus your love on one person or relationship.You have a lot of outward focus, and you tend to blame the world for your failures.You are often disappointed by the realities of life - it's hard for you to accept the shortcomings of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Element Is Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092612425287143970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqyYBNv7EiI/AAAAAAAAB9A/HAOcUNf4DZE/s320/clip_image001" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You excel at planning and strategizing.You could be a champ at chess or Survivor.Well grounded, you are able to be realistic and rationalize.On the inside, you have a hard core. It's tough to phase you.You are super productive, and you are able to think anything through.Focused and super charged, your instincts are a good guide for your next step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What my Soul Really Looks Like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092612824719102514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqyYYdv7EjI/AAAAAAAAB9I/vumYsmDi2_U/s320/clip_image001" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are a warm hearted and open minded person. It's easy for you to forgive and forget.You are a very grounded, responsible, and realistic person. People may not want to hear the truth from you, but they're going to get it.You believe that people see you as larger than life and important. While this is true, they also think you're a bit full of yourself.Your near future is calm, relaxing, and pretty much what you want. And it's something you've been anticipating for a while now.For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My destiny is to be a Provider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092613292870537794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqyYztv7EkI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/4oy1chrzb1A/s320/clip_image001" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whether you know it or not, this is the role that is most in tune with who you are at your core. As a Provider, you have a genuine nurturing concern for the welfare of others and you're eager to serve them. You can recognize exactly what people need and your friendly, helpful, social nature makes them feel comforted. With your kind and generous heart, you are personable, talkative, and outward with your emotions, and your openness and sensitivity makes you concerned about the way others view you. Along these lines, be careful not to blame yourself when things go wrong. You cannot prevent bad things from happening, even though your tendency to be orderly with a strong sense of right and wrong may lead you to believe you can. Accept that you do what you can to take care of things and that this will get you far in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My date of birth is 25jan1990 &amp; the day is Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My star sigh is Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birth stone is Garnet Good point of my star – Progressiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad point of my star – Suspicion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my symbol, the goat, I must climb heights carefully &amp;amp; protect traditions. It’s often the second half of life, when I’m more confident and successful. Being cautious doesn’t always work to my advantage in love. The family unit is important to my sensible of soul, but it can be hard to find a partner who shares my commitment. Also an innate sense of timing, plus practical aptitude, helps me succeed in a wide range of occupations, from office work to music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tips for the day= It is very important to understand who you really are, or you might end up being an unknown identity to yourself, to be aimless in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-3736704508423543907?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3736704508423543907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=3736704508423543907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3736704508423543907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/3736704508423543907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/understanding-of-myself.html' title='Understanding of myself'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqvnOtv7ETI/AAAAAAAAB7I/0uxmJI-XRNA/s72-c/clip_image001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-1251155269845352044</id><published>2007-07-25T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:37.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your point of view ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqdHMdv7ESI/AAAAAAAAB7A/Y6KLAjX5CsU/s1600-h/poor.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091116183235268898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="188" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqdHMdv7ESI/AAAAAAAAB7A/Y6KLAjX5CsU/s320/poor.bmp" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What’s your point of view?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that you have totally mess up your life. You work in an electronic factory and every morning you brought a packet of coffee, sitting at the bus stop to wait for your company bus to go to work. Earning a pathetic $850 a month and you gotta live with it for one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the same old thing, same old moment for years like a robot. Putting in the stupid micro-chip onto electronic board, and once the clock strike 5pm then you took the same old bus back home again. Wearing the company uniform which is a grey polo tee, and you wear a pair of jean and slipper together with your dirty sling bag on your shoulder for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you are filthy poor, but you still wanna follow up the social trend such as buying better handphone because you don’t want others to know you earn not even up to a digit of three zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys ever think how you will feel if you are in this state? Is life still as meaningful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: This person mess up his life. Live in three room flat, unable to build up a family like this. He can’t lead good life such as going oversea holiday, don’t own a car, can’t even afford better food, no leisure. Is this person leading a happy life? Serious speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tag my blog to share your point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-1251155269845352044?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1251155269845352044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=1251155269845352044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1251155269845352044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/1251155269845352044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/whats-your-point-of-view.html' title='What&apos;s your point of view ?'/><author><name>rick-baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00558173159842768819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqdHMdv7ESI/AAAAAAAAB7A/Y6KLAjX5CsU/s72-c/poor.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585514200803125675.post-8427033946946724836</id><published>2007-07-21T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:39:38.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It start from you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqGUy9v7ERI/AAAAAAAAB64/UXov_4UDAAE/s1600-h/Salvation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089512657195307282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="271" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKDuFt0u0Zo/RqGUy9v7ERI/AAAAAAAAB64/UXov_4UDAAE/s320/Salvation.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It starts from you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not going to post some weird post or soup for teenage soul for this post or the few up coming post, maybe? As some comment that I should blog something about myself too, or some just not interested in my weird post, thank for the comments and note that I’m not unhappy with such comments, as I don’t mind too. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life for this year is really bored maybe because of O level, that unable me to enjoy and so I came up with this phrase “Life is good without exam”. Life is real good when there is no exam as I can really enjoy every single moment of schooling even if I do meditate in class very often but still I do enjoy no matter what. Students life should be this same, Enjoy! Even the news report that students are having too much stress, eventually this is the main reason why kids now a day have no “childhood memories” and I really read it with a big loud sign….HAI….!! Yes, studies is important but not in this way just because the government want S’pore to be forever prosper and produce numerous talents for the future. After all, I do have some feed back on those freshly young people that gone into the society to work and they said this “So what if I study up till university? For what I doing now don’t even require any knowledge I learn from books la, it like I have to start learning everything all over again”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my youth group, there is a P6 kid and she study real hard, she look very tire. I remember asking her this question “why are you studying non-stop and attending tuition every single day?” and answer is no study, no future. Hey come on! P6 only and she think of this? I thought kids at this age should be a period of time to have their childhood fun? Kids in this generation are no longer kids. I really have a deep pity for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my own, people around me are asking “why are you posting those weird blog topics?” and the reason is I hope those who read my blog can at least realize what the real meaning to life, why are we here on earth for, our responsibility to this mother earth. I don’t dare to say that I know the real meaning but at least I’m exploring. Don’t you guys think that life is too simple in this current society way. Born, grow up, study, work, have family, grow old and die, if that really the way, life is simply no meaning and too simple. Think about it seriously people. Why are you here on earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YongShuang, my dear buddy. Hey! I’m not desperate on having girls okay and I still able to survive even there is no girls around me. In fact, I learn to lead a very spiritual and peaceful life so to have peace in my mind and heart. And it really work, everything to me seem very simple and uncomplicated, I have less worry, less hot temper, more smile, more holy. This is the kind of life I’m living now. Buddy, note that guys normally know how to say only, but no action de, especially those dirty thing, we said for the sake of fun. Lols..Anyway, I really like you as my buddy, with you can talk lots of crap and my thinking, feeling and what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship to me currently doesn’t seem to be much important anymore, even though I feel the need of love and care. But I’m having it from people around me, anyway that kind of special love and care is a unique one la but still it not in my top priority now. I like my current life and I want to come in real close contact with friends around me because everyone will be leaving soon, in a few months time. I want to hear every single laughter from them, see every single smile on them, and feel every single love from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spreading love to every corner of your life, and every single people around you, so to make this world a heart warming one. And it shall start from you, the one reading my blog now, it you. Hello, don’t turn your head behind, I’m talking to you, yeah correct, it you. Start the love rolling then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the day= God say “every spirit and soul that come to this earth as human, you are here to learn what life is really about, you are coming here for lesson, not comfort. So please don’t lose the direction in your life. Those who came to this earth for mission and tasks, please hold responsibility and start helping those around you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585514200803125675-8427033946946724836?l=yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yeecheng-feverworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8427033946946724836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3585514200803125675&amp;postID=8427033946946724836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585514200803125675/posts/default/8427033946946724836'/><link rel='self' type='app
