<?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-6605846663159098527</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:32:04.387+08:00</updated><category term='I'/><title type='text'>a Simple liFE is a hAPpy lIfe! aPpreciate whAt u hAve and lIVe lIfe to the fUllest</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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月，一年前的今天，我得到了升职的机会。有种前史未有的成就感，付出是有回报的，值不值得是另外一回事。&lt;br /&gt;2011 2月，被狗骂，还有在工作上的挫折感让我做了重大的决定，那就是辞职。离开我一向觉得很光荣的公司是蛮痛苦的，还有朋友。不过我撑不下来。&lt;br /&gt;2011 7月，休息了4个月，是时候再开始我人生的旅途。新的公司较小，也不那么富有。新老板没YW那么容易说话。一切还在适应中。&lt;br /&gt;想不到两年发生的事可以在几行字里面交代清楚。这证明我人生是多么的乏味。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-3758862927543873351?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3758862927543873351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=3758862927543873351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/3758862927543873351'/><link rel='self' 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-6605846663159098527.post-4837391656785451305</id><published>2009-05-12T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T11:33:12.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch</title><content type='html'>Yesterday heard about a really touch story.. &lt;br /&gt;is about how a guy treated a gal...&lt;br /&gt;he just do wat he can do for this gal.. and this gal wasn;t even together with him yet..&lt;br /&gt;He just do what he have promised to the gal, even though she just thought tat is a joke..&lt;br /&gt;but he actually trying to do it... &lt;br /&gt;Fren...... i wouldn;t stop u be with him after knowing all this thing..&lt;br /&gt;he might not give u everything.. but at least u have found someone tat trully love u and would do everything for u without asking u for anything.&lt;br /&gt;i will support with ur decision.. just wanna tell u.. if anything happend.. u will still have me at ur back...&lt;br /&gt;good luck..&lt;br /&gt;A guy who never break his promise is a true man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-4837391656785451305?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4837391656785451305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=4837391656785451305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/4837391656785451305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/4837391656785451305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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与变色龙&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:为什么喜欢我？&lt;br /&gt;变色龙： "喜歡上了，愛上了，就是了!那你呢？为什么喜欢我？" &lt;br /&gt;D： "感觉对了， 时间对了, 就是了"&lt;br /&gt;————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JSBremJzMR4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然之间好喜欢这首歌=）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-398734820860096276?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/398734820860096276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=398734820860096276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/398734820860096276'/><link 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recently..&lt;br /&gt;I have to present a lots to client -4 times a weeks, need to prepare the 4 different power point slides, conduct 4 meetings, prepare 4 minutes of meeting.. and i just realised .. my english is like shit..&lt;br /&gt;i can;t even structure my own thoguht properly, can;t express wat i would like to deliver to them.. cant even pronounce simple word in the meeting..&lt;br /&gt;brains work so slow when come to english, drafting a super short email cost me at least an hour..&lt;br /&gt;i have lost all my confident (if i ever have it)..&lt;br /&gt;haiz''but tommorw still have to face it..&lt;br /&gt;probably.. i choose the wrong path. since i am not an ambitious people, i might not necessary choose the path i am going now..Haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-4139370978305791689?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-6605846663159098527.post-3473670905368088014</id><published>2008-09-10T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T14:13:55.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice short sentence</title><content type='html'>Money is not everything. There’s Mastercard &amp; Visa. &lt;br /&gt;钞票不是万能的,有时还需要信用卡。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One should love animals. They are so tasty. &lt;br /&gt;每个人都应该热爱动物,因为它们很好吃。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save water. Shower with your girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;要节约用水,尽量和女友一起洗澡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the neighbor. But don’t get caught. &lt;br /&gt;要用心去爱你的邻居,不过不要让她的老公知道.。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind every successful man, there is a man. And behind every unsuccessful man, there are two. &lt;br /&gt;每个成功男人的背后,都有一个女人。每个不成功男人的背后, 都有两个。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every man should marry. After all, happiness is not the only thing in life. &lt;br /&gt;再快乐的单身汉迟早也会结婚,幸福不是永久的嘛。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wise never marry, And when they marry they become otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;聪明人都是未婚的,结婚的人很难再聪明起来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is a relative term. It brings so many relatives. &lt;br /&gt;成功是一个相关名词,他会给你带来很多不相关的亲戚(联系)。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never put off the work till tomorrow what you can put off today. &lt;br /&gt;不要等明天交不上差再找借口, 今天就要找好。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is photogenic. It needs darkness to develop. &lt;br /&gt;爱情就象照片,需要大量的暗房时间来培养。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children in backseats cause accidents. Accidents in backseats cause children. &lt;br /&gt;后排座位上的小孩会生出意外, 后排座位上的意外会生出小孩。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your future depends on your dreams.” So go to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;“现在的梦想决定着你的将来”，所以还是再睡一会吧。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There should be a better way to start a day than waking up every morning. &lt;br /&gt;应该有更好的方式开始新一天,而不是千篇一律的在每个上午都醒来。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hard work never killed anybody.“ But why take the risk? &lt;br /&gt;努力工作不会导致死亡!不过我不会用自己去证明。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Work fascinates me.“ I can look at it for hours! &lt;br /&gt;工作好有意思耶!尤其是看着别人工作。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made relatives; Thank God we can choose our friends. &lt;br /&gt;神决定了谁是你的亲戚,幸运的是在选择朋友方面他给了你留了余地。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When two’s company, three’s the result! &lt;br /&gt;两个人的状态是不稳定的,三个人才是! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dress is like a barbed fence. It protects the premises without restricting the view. &lt;br /&gt;服饰就象铁丝网,它阻止你冒然行动但并不妨碍你尽情的观看。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you learn, the more you know, The more you know, the more you forget. &lt;br /&gt;The more you forget, the less you know. So why bother to learn. &lt;br /&gt;学的越多,知道的越多, 知道的越多,忘记的越多, 忘记的越多,知道的越少, 为什么学来着。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-3473670905368088014?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3473670905368088014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=3473670905368088014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/3473670905368088014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/3473670905368088014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/09/nice-short-sentence.html' title='nice short sentence'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-8448385856847505471</id><published>2008-09-10T11:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T14:02:58.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>most crazy court case in America</title><content type='html'>Dear friend..since it is originally in chinese.. so i will use my poor english to translate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;美國有個史特拉 (Stella) 獎，每年頒給最成功也最荒誕的訴訟案的原告律師和白癡陪審團。 &lt;br /&gt;In america, they have one award named stella awards, which they will give to the most successful and most crazy court case's lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;史特拉獎以 Stella Rebecca 命名，她今年八十一歲，曾因邊開車邊喝熱咖啡而燙了腿，成功告贏麥當勞而得到百萬賠償。 &lt;br /&gt;Stella rebecca, years 81. who have sued mcd for 1 million dollar cause she was drinking hot coffee while driving, and she placed the hot coffee in between her legs, and the coffee spills, which burned her skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二零零二年入選的案子有： &lt;br /&gt;year 2002,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一、德州奧斯丁 &lt;br /&gt;Texas, Austin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有位叫 Catherine Robertson 的婦女告贏一家傢俱店得到七十八萬美元的賠償， &lt;br /&gt;there is one woman named catherine roberstson won a case with 780 thousand dollars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原因是她在該傢俱店內奔跑時，被一小孩絆倒而扭傷了腳關節， &lt;br /&gt;the reason is because she was running, she get tripped by a kid ,falls down and hurt her ankle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;店員沒有制止小孩在店內玩耍。 &lt;br /&gt;she blameed the shopkeeper never stop the kid to play in the shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;該小孩不是別人，正是她的兒子。 &lt;br /&gt;and the kids is her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二、洛衫磯 &lt;br /&gt;2: San francisco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一位十九歲的青年 Carl Truman 得到七萬八千元外加醫療費用的賠償，因為他的鄰居開車壓過他的手。 &lt;br /&gt;there is one 19 years old man named Carl Truman, he won 78 thousand plus his medical fee, because his neighbuor's car ran over his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼會發生？ &lt;br /&gt;why is this happend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那位鄰居開車時，沒有注意到這位青年正在偷他汽車輪胎上的車蓋。 &lt;br /&gt;that neighbour never notice that this teenage is stealing his tyre cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三、賓州 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有位笨賊名叫 Terence Dickson，他在一家住宅行竊， &lt;br /&gt;There is one stupid theif name terence Dickson was break into one house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當他試圖從車庫離開時，車庫的自動開門裝置壞了，門打不開，而回到房屋的門又關上鎖住了。 &lt;br /&gt;when he trying to get out from car park, the car park automatic door was not functioning, he cannot open the door to go outside.while to door to go back inside the house was locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不巧屋主在外度假，於是笨賊被困在車庫達八天之久，只靠一罐可樂和一袋狗食度日。 &lt;br /&gt;unfortunately,the house owner was having vocation. so the stupid theif was stuck inside the car park for 8 days with one can of coke and one bag of dog food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;義憤填膺的他怒告屋主的保險公司，贏得五十萬元賠償。 &lt;br /&gt;He is so angry and sue the insurance company and won a 500 thousand dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四、阿肯色小巖城 &lt;br /&gt;4. akansas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有位 Jerry William 屁股被隔壁鄰居家的狼狗咬傷。 &lt;br /&gt;Jerry William's butt was bitten by his neighbour's dog (german shephard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;狗為何咬他？ &lt;br /&gt;Y the dog bite him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為他拿BB槍不停地打它，激怒了它。 &lt;br /&gt;because he is using BB gun to shoot it, and the dog get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;法庭判決鄰居賠他一萬四千五百元，再加醫療費用。 &lt;br /&gt;and the judge ask neighbout to pay him 14 thousand and 5 hundere plus the medical fee that he incurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五、費城 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一家餐館輸掉官司，被迫付給一位來自賓州蘭卡斯特的 Amber Carson 十一萬三千五百元，因為地上溼滑跌碎尾骨。 &lt;br /&gt;One restaurant have lost a case, force to pay Amber Carson 113 thousand 5 hundred. becuase the floor is slippert, and she falls down and hurt the back bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;地上為何會溼滑？ &lt;br /&gt;why is the fllor slippery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為大約30秒前，她因爭吵而將飲料潑向男友。 &lt;br /&gt;that is becuase about 30 seconds ago, she had an argument with the bf and she pour the drinks toward the Bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;六、德拉瓦州克雷蒙 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一位小姐 Cara Walton 為了逃避三塊五的門票，想從廁所的窗戶爬進一家夜總會，結果摔倒跌破兩顆門牙。 &lt;br /&gt;because Cara walton want to escape a 3 dollar and 50 cents entrance fee, so she trying to climb in to a club from window. but too bad, she didn;t make it and falls.&lt;br /&gt;she break 2 front teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;結果她告贏了夜總會得到一萬兩千元，加上補牙的費用。 &lt;br /&gt;But she won 12 thousand from the club plus dental fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;七、最後得獎的最有名的案子是奧克拉荷馬的 Marv Gresinski 先生。 &lt;br /&gt;the final case which is the most famous case is won by marc gresinski from aukland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;該天才買了一輛嶄新的32呎長的旅行車（有床，有廁，有廚房的 motorhome）。 &lt;br /&gt;he just bought a 32 fifth trailer on that day itself(with bed, kitchen, toilet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在回家的高速公路上，他把自動駕駛定在70英裡的時速，就離開駕駛座到後面去煮咖啡了， &lt;br /&gt;on the way back , he set it at auto drive 70 miles per hours, and left the driver seat and go to the back and cook coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最後當然出了大車禍。 &lt;br /&gt;and finally, of course an accident happend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸好該位老兄還活著，並且狀告該車製造廠而得到175萬元賠償外加新車一輛， &lt;br /&gt;and this guy is still alive, and he sue the manufacturing and get 1.75 million dollars plus a brand new trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;理由是車子的說明書上沒有說，不可以離開駕駛座到後面去煮咖啡。 &lt;br /&gt;the reason is in the manual menu, they never state that cannot leave driver seat and cook coffe at the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;案子過後，該製造廠真的把這一條加在說明書上了。&lt;br /&gt;after this case, that manufacturing factory really included this in the user manual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really wonder, what is america education look likes? how can all this happend, and they still won the court case..&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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this libra thing.. it is so true.. at least i think. so just want to share with those who understand chinese and interested in horoscope.&lt;br /&gt;真正的天秤是这样的 &lt;br /&gt;很多人都和我说搞不懂我，当时我笑着说，搞不懂就不要费心想了，其实我还是很希望有人能读懂我的心。 &lt;br /&gt;你眼中的天秤虚荣，喜欢漂亮的东西。真正的天秤，是最自卑的星座，在她的眼中，每一样美丽的东西，对于她，都太遥远，所以，总在不停地完美自己。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你眼中的天秤花心，不用真心。这是对天秤最无辜的指责。真正的天秤，如果天秤没有用真心来说爱你，那么你就是她最好的朋友去关心你，体贴你，是你感错了情。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你眼中的天秤博爱，滥情。那也不公平。真正的天秤，是最孤独的一群，她的愿望不大，就是希望所有的人关心她，永远一起是朋友。而每一个人得到了爱情，总会抛弃友情，天秤就那么悲哀地看着大家远去。但是她只是悲伤朋友的失去，绝对不是滥性。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你眼中的天秤，不爱你却不明说，卑鄙！真正的天秤，是太善良，怕伤害了你。天秤的善良，表现在宁可把自己伤害得体无完肤，也不会说说来，只是努力地忍受着，为你而感动，却无法拒绝你。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你眼中的天秤，不懂真正的爱情，轻浮！真正的天秤，是不会轻易说出爱，最多会说喜欢。在怕麻烦的天秤来说，爱的负担太沉重，她一个人承担不起。如果是真正地爱上一个人。天秤要用一句话来说，就是：宁为万人死，独为一人活。就是万人要她去死，为了众人的幸福，天秤是话不多说地选择死亡的。而只要那个她最爱的人，要她活下去，一句话，她也会有冷眼对天下而活的豪气！宁可与天下相对而不惜的决然！ &lt;br /&gt;你眼中的天秤，反复无常。真正的天秤，是一开始就想把事情做到最好，得到你的赞扬。而一旦累了，她想休息一下，只为了下一个阶段，为你做得更好。结果却换来你的指责，然后她会在打击中，慢慢地变得没有了动力，更反复无常。其实你只要在她累的时候，一句赞扬，就可以使她为你，做得更好。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你眼中的天秤，犹豫不决，让人生气。真正的天秤，她的愿望甚至是说很可爱。她只是希望，她把事情做到最好，得到大家的赞扬。但是每次都错过了，事情错过时机做好时，事情就被天秤搅得一团糟。其实这时候的天秤是最无助的，她很努力，只不过想换得，大家的一句称赞。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你眼中的天秤，中庸，和事佬一个。真正的天秤，其实是在表达自己了，只是你没有听到，天秤真正的心声。在讨论中，她喜欢采纳每个人的意见，做个综合。其实她满心欢喜，只等着大家给予她一个赞叹，但是换来的，很可能是一句讽刺，原因无他，在别人眼中，天秤是个意见的小偷。但是，天秤只是太自卑，太孤单了。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天秤欣赏火象星座的率性，风象星座的自由，地象星座的稳重，水象星座的聪慧，在她看来，每一个人都是完美的，而自己却是最中庸没有用的。但是，没有关系，只要有朋友一句赞美，天秤就可以勇敢地走下去。 &lt;br /&gt;如果你的身边，有一个天秤的朋友，一定要信赖她。因为她可以为你两肋插刀义无反顾。如果你的身边，有一个天秤的情人，一定要爱护她，因为她可以为你体贴呵护非常专一。 &lt;br /&gt;如果你爱的天秤，没有说爱你。如果你真的爱她，不舍得放手，就对她好，即使她不爱你，也会感动，不忍心伤害你，用对等的体贴来回馈。只要你对她好，她宁可把自己最深的爱，藏在心底两万里，与你相守。 &lt;br /&gt;为爱而活的天秤，不是滥情的意思。而是只为一个最爱而活的意思，为一个她爱的人付出所有，同样，也能为一个爱她的人，放弃所有。一句话，就是我所说的：宁为万人死，独为一人活。只是太多人理解错误，而天秤成了众人眼中最不值得信赖的人。 &lt;br /&gt;其实天秤的每一步，都异常艰难。在别人眼中不值一钱的情义，现代社会里已经没有人相信的情义，天秤的眼中，却仍然是一切。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;深夜时，天秤想你了，会忍住孤独，到大清晨才会迫不及待地发信息给你。 &lt;br /&gt;深夜时，你发信息给天秤，天秤会撑着瞌睡跟你发信息安慰你。 &lt;br /&gt;你有心事的时候，天秤会用你习惯的方式安慰你，即使对她生气，天秤也会微笑着忍耐，她知道你心情不好，不想流泪徒增你的烦恼。在你看来，她是无谓，可以你可否想到，她在你看不到的地方，默默流泪？ &lt;br /&gt;在你看来，天秤是个容易作茧自缚的家伙，没有一点出息。 &lt;br /&gt;可是，你是否有一天会想到，你平时所依赖的天秤，哪一件事，不是天秤想尽千方百计绞尽脑汁，然后，努力做到的事，总是让你最开心？而最傻的是，除了你以外，她对某一个人都如此尽心尽责。 &lt;br /&gt;真正的天秤，是最无私的人，她对每个人尽心，要来的回报都不高。只要你一个微笑，一个谢谢，一个赞扬，都能让她觉得，为你这么做，值得，不管你是她的朋友，或是亲人，甚至爱人。 &lt;br /&gt;而天秤最希望自己爱的人，所要的回报甚至更少，只要一句：我爱你，就可以让天秤感动得天昏地暗，为此而记住，一辈子。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这样真实的天秤，难道你还要去责怪她吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-5450508457547009704?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5450508457547009704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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5th day – 22 Aug 08&lt;br /&gt;Today we have another client interview for half a day. And during the morning break, i saw cindy. One of my uni-mate. And their company provided us some sort of activities for the rest of the day. It was fun. Today I didn’t join them to pyramid but I choose to go back home instead. And Bro visited me at KJ, BB keep wanting to swim at 10 pm. Of course we didn’t bring her and she so upset. And when I left her car and walk in to my hotel. She cried, and super upset. She is so cute. =)&lt;br /&gt;The only happy news for today is I heard from my career counselor, he told me that my salary will have increment which is very nice for those people like me, new joiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAS 6th day-23 Aug 08&lt;br /&gt;Today we only have half day class. It is mainly about soft skill. It is boring so a lot people fall sleep. So the faculty is having fun by taking pic of those who fall asleep. We have the client discussion later on. I am grouping with hisako and frank. Frank(china) looks kind of surprise when I tell him that I am Chinese. He said he thought I look like Japanese when he 1st saw me, other china people also thought the same. But lunch time I was sitting with bundit, and hai (thai) they said I look like I am from china. Well, and few days before, David (Canada) he thought I am from Korean. So I think I have very international face, which I can be from China, Korea, Japan, but not Malaysia. Is that a good thing? Haha. Baby is coming later to visit me so that we will go swimming together. 3 pm have sport session. Although I am not good in basketball, table tennis, o dart, but will still go down and see. It will be very boring if I just stay at hotel for the rest of the days without mixed with other people.  Yes baby finally came. But once she arrive, then it start rain. So we waited bout an hour for the rain stop and bring her down for swimming. But within 10 minutes, it started raining again. So what we can do is just put her in bathtub and let her play water. We had Japanese buffet for that night which is quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAS 7th day-24 Aug 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up at about 9 o’clock and finish watching my superman return. I went for breakfast with fei fei. When I come back I watch house of wax which is so disgusting, and went back to sleep till 3 pm. Then Danny they all reach about 4. Although only 3 of us, but it is fun. We played card, eat chit chat, and head to mid valley for Japanese restaurant. Danny keeps ordering and said it is not enough. Even he and his friend will eat more than that. But after that he also feel full. After that we went to Putrajaya to watch fireworks, but the firework wasn’t that impressive. I was expecting slightly more than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAS 8th day-25 Aug 08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone look so sleepy today in class. Not much people is participating for the activity. There is one Chinese, please forgive me to say that he is either stupid, or haven’t explore so much to the world outside but just stuck in his own china world. He is so surprise that I knew Chinese and can speak well too. He was like saying I feel so strange. Cause u doesn’t; look like Chinese but u can speak chinse, then I was explaining to him that I am pure Chinese and my grandparent is from china too. Just the environment that we grew up is different make us looks lightly different. But he keep insisting that WE( me and fei fei) doesn’t look like Chinese, Japanese o Korean o whatever, make me feel like I look like a monster to him just I can speak his language. Is those people all so stupid? I really feel like smacking him that time. Cannot imagine Accenture actually hire someone stupid and not knowledgeable. Forgive me but I really feel insulted by the no brain people. Luckily i just need to sit beside him for one hour and we finished. And me and chon went to summer palace for dinner. We saw Jorge, dirt and Simon, so we join together. After that, there are about 60 people went to skybar. SKybar is really a cute place, it is so romantic. That is a good place for couple, cause it is quiet, nice view, and cozy. I had my 1st martini in my life, which is lychee rose martini, and I dun like it. Haha. I am just not a drinker. I prefer to drink fruit juice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAS 9th day (Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Nothing special for today, class till 6 pm. Soo come and visit me and for dinner, we had it at Tuscany, which is one of the Italian restaurant, and I met most of the faculty there. The best part is, when Ahmad saw me and baby, he asked me: “is that your son” I answered “is a daughter” and paused for a while and I can see his face is all shocked and then I continue “but is not mine “. Haiz. Maybe my baby really look like a boy, no one said she is a gal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAS 10th day(Wednesday) &lt;br /&gt;1 and half day more and we are done. I have realized that networking is really important for the promotion or transfer for Accenture. But I wasn’t so good in all those thing, I need to work on that. Today heard a lot of scandal story. About the games that they played, like ice game, which is have to use the mouth to hold the ice and pass it to another person, and kings’ game.. all those. I dun think I can take any of these games. Hope not all Accenture people doing the same thing. Or else it ll be a really big problem for me. Today and now I am staying back at the classroom until 7pm. That is because I dun want to pay hotel for their internet access, so I rather bring my laptop here and update all my picture o blog. But I am just way too lazy, I even lazy to update my blog’s picture. All those is like at least 8 months old de. I ll try to update those in next weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-6008705938170094611?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/6008705938170094611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=6008705938170094611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/6008705938170094611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/6008705938170094611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/08/cas-part-2.html' title='CAS part 2'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-8382995386205542856</id><published>2008-08-26T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:58:46.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAS diary</title><content type='html'>Pre CAS&lt;br /&gt;Well I am so nervous before I came here.. I was worried that it will cause me a big problem since I dun have any experiment with Accenture. All of them here are experience analyst but me. Until I reach here,&lt;br /&gt;My bro fetch me here from Segamat. And of course my baby.. once she enter my room, she is so excited and happy. She walk here and there and touch everything and climb up to my bed and roll over here and there.. Then me and my bro decided to go out and eat, but the baby dun want to leave the bed. She thought her parent is leaving the place. And said,” don’t la, ‘ngoi ngoi’ here la. Since she dunno how to speak properly, so far there is the longest sentence that I ever heard from here. And after we finish eating, when we came back that time, Again she roll over the bed. And suddenly she just roll off and stand there. And we are wondering what happened and she said “MM MM” means shitting.. then we check no shit. It is just fart.. wahaha.. then we told her dun worry u didn’t shit.. come up again. And she came up again and roll roll and this time she get out the bed and really shit.. wahaha it is so smelly. But it is just cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAS first day.&lt;br /&gt;Well today make some friend. And of course one Malaysian . and everything seems like not as tough as I think and the whole day is pretty ok.. all the faculty from all over the place, France, German, Portugal, Canada, India well all over the world. And almost 20-30 % of participant is from Japan, and quite a lot of Korean , Singapore too. There are about 7 o 8 from Australia and Thailand. Malaysia have the least population which is only 5 of us. That is pretty sad do.&lt;br /&gt;So end of the class. They gave us 9 coupon and each RM65++ means we need to utilize the money in one meal since there is no refund.. and me and the Malaysian gal choose to go to Italian restaurant. And we eat till super full and finally used up the money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAS 2nd day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well again. Dun ask me wat we did in class. Cause I can barely remember. But we are having the Team activity just to gain some point for our team. And since me and Fei fei wasn’t that familiar about the KL place. So we decided that both team join together and both of us brought 10 of them out together. All 12 of us are from 6 different country. Since this stupid putrajaya is so far from everywhere.  So we have to get 3 cap and cost us RM 480 for both way and all of us. Which cost about 40 bucks for each of us. It is a lot. Damn. We brought them to Jalan Alor mamak stall and order fried quey teow, fried oyster, fried lala, etc and it cost us RM315.80 in total. This is quite expensive. Luckily they seems like enjoyed it.  After that we break up into small team and some of us went to pavilion and while I am choosing my pants, I bump on someone who is Danny. That is so surprise. After that when I am on the street, I saw shi yan  who is my secondary school friend. Wow. Malaysia is really small. Finally reach 11pm. We got up the taxi everyone just remain silent cause we are tired. After long days class and hang out, everyone just look exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAS 3rd day&lt;br /&gt;Well today are pretty tired, so I decided to skip my breakfast. Although it is such a waste since it is included in my package. But what can i do? Since I want to sleep slightly longer and dun want to be late for class. Plus the breakfast here is not nice. They have the worst nasi lemak that I ever had in my life. If they dun tell me I will think that is just plain rice. Lunch is pretty good today. It is Japanese restaurant with my beloved fish. Yummy. And after lunch, suddenly someone come to me and ask me to be one of the social coordinator. And ok I take that. And the first activity will be same night going to club at ZOUK. That is pretty hard since I never really been to club before, so I cant even answer those question and try to ask around friend , then only realize that most of my friend dun go to club. Then I suddenly think of the new friend that I make. Accenture new joiner and all of them are clubber. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So I manage to get some information and since that night we have the networking event from 7-9pm. So we are departing from Hotel at 10pm. 2 buses with 80 people are going club together. Did any of you heard of people taking bus to go club? Well it is my first time. And some people just pass out.  Since we have 2 buses coming back from ZOUK, which is 1am and 2am. I was so worried that no one ll take the 1am buses. Since they look like they are enjoying so much and dancing and drinking. But surprisingly, those who show up at 1am buses is actually more than what we expect. So we have excess people. And me and Fei fei have to sit on the floor. Although all the Singaporean , Japanese Korean and Australian guy are gentlemen want both of us sit down and they ll stand up. But we decided to sit on the floor. Wahaha . So we reach Hotel about 2 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAS 4th day&lt;br /&gt;The class is getting harder and harder. I kind of feel lost in some part not sure if I didn’t have engouth sleep last night o I just lost. Lots people are late and some even absent for half a day. But even those people who show up, u can see their panda eye and everyone keep yawning. That is pretty back.  Today lunch is @ summer palace. That is not too bad. I like it a lot. At least it is better than Terrace café.&lt;br /&gt;And tonight I not even go out for dinner. I choose to stay at room eat my bread and twisties and watch Star movie o whatever. Sick of people, but in love with marriot bed. It is awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-8382995386205542856?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8382995386205542856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=8382995386205542856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8382995386205542856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8382995386205542856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/08/cas-diary.html' title='CAS diary'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-1171408703867956151</id><published>2008-07-17T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T16:28:43.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>yoyoy.. so long never visit my own blog..cause just too lazy.. and now i am bored at office.. and just found out tat PWc net work can access blogspot.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;last few days...&lt;br /&gt;wonder is it a good choice&lt;br /&gt;ern.. so uncertain about ever4ything..&lt;br /&gt;for those who dunno.. i ll be going to accenture on 4 august..&lt;br /&gt;but i ll under SIT which is system integration technology&lt;br /&gt;sounds so IT to me&lt;br /&gt;although i am specific in financial services.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i might be a very iT related work&lt;br /&gt;not sure if i can handle&lt;br /&gt;since i never take IT before.. and heard there are a lot smart ppl over there..&lt;br /&gt;damn. later stress till dunno what..&lt;br /&gt;lol.. haiz.. bore bored..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-1171408703867956151?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/1171408703867956151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=1171408703867956151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/1171408703867956151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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i heard some indian said.. the train from singapore to kl have a accident.. the train drop off from the lane o the train just train just turn over..and dunno when only can settle the whole thing.. thennnnnnnnnn since is at gemas just i just called my parent come and fetch. and my bro was like saying this is his 1st time have this kind of problem&lt;br /&gt;i was like really??? ur 1st time? i had it like thousand time de..&lt;br /&gt;one time is my train broke down..&lt;br /&gt;one time is my train bang an elephant&lt;br /&gt;one time is the train in front me broke down&lt;br /&gt;and now is the train in front me have accident&lt;br /&gt;and.. few more time..&lt;br /&gt;i was like&lt;br /&gt;is my luck that good? always have this prob??????????&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-623551617791750096?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-6605846663159098527.post-2492517984395037428</id><published>2008-04-26T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T20:52:56.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat to do...</title><content type='html'>I am finally employed by PWc as a tax associate consultant..&lt;br /&gt;but... my BROTHERS have a lots of comment about that..&lt;br /&gt;Remember when i first starting to find A JOB.&lt;br /&gt;or when i 1st get a interview&lt;br /&gt;i did ask them.. ern.. do u think this is a good company and good job?&lt;br /&gt;and they replies.. as long as a job then it is good..&lt;br /&gt;well... so.. i never ask any advise and just go try myself.. and finally now i found a job.. and they all like want to stop me..&lt;br /&gt;y dun u try few more company.. y u have to choose tax?&lt;br /&gt;y not this y not that?&lt;br /&gt;ern... well.. i ald sign.. and i ald decided... y dun u give me something before i even got a offer...&lt;br /&gt;y u must tell me after i ald sign and confirm and tryinh to love my job and company..&lt;br /&gt;...................................................yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy??????????????????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-2492517984395037428?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2492517984395037428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=2492517984395037428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/2492517984395037428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/2492517984395037428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/04/wat-to-do.html' title='wat to do...'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-1408486860634495202</id><published>2008-04-24T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:13:24.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>什么是永恒</title><content type='html'>所有的荣誉和物质都是一时的，努力追求也可能换来一场空~所有的物质享受都可能带来一瞬间的快乐，但是什么东西是永恒的呢？可能会有人说是知识。而且把成绩当作是知识的衡量。但现今，有多少人是真正了解书本上教的是什么，还是只是考记忆把它塞进脑里，考完试就忘的清光呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-1408486860634495202?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' 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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-6605846663159098527.post-8939820499227081185</id><published>2008-04-16T10:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T10:49:35.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>坚固</title><content type='html'>有时候觉得爱情就象是建在沙滩上的屋子，风平浪静时，可以越起越高，但是一旦遇上暴风雨，无论花了多长时间建上来的屋子，也会毁于一旦。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-8939820499227081185?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8939820499227081185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=8939820499227081185&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8939820499227081185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8939820499227081185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='坚固'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-3863803291001509964</id><published>2008-04-11T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:18:23.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheap book</title><content type='html'>today went to popular, and HL found this book, around 350 pages english book, hard cover named 'prophecy' hard cover ... and the price is only RM 14.90... sound weird.. cause all the soft cover thin book around it is around 40 something. so check with counter still 14.90&lt;br /&gt;and when we go pay tat time.. it is only 10.39... cause have 30 % discount.. wow.. unbelievable.. so cheap.. worth worth..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-3863803291001509964?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3863803291001509964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=3863803291001509964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/3863803291001509964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/3863803291001509964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/04/cheap-book.html' title='cheap book'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-7054117959985449502</id><published>2008-04-10T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:50:40.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>foon + ping =  tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R_4oOQyq5HI/AAAAAAAABK0/ffTnlFjbz70/s1600-h/IMGP2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R_4oOQyq5HI/AAAAAAAABK0/ffTnlFjbz70/s320/IMGP2137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187628046268163186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want me to think of one people who whenever i talk to her o received a mail o email from her , my tears ll just drop aitomatically, that would be foon..with no doubt,, i dun know why will it happend. but, as long as both of us is talking, either on phone o wat. we ll make each other cry. sound ridiculous a? i have been cried for a week when she left grand canyon.abd she cried too(and she wasn;t someone who love o easily cry). how would it happened? is it because we love each other too much&gt; so every little single thing or small thing ll get so touch easily?&lt;br /&gt;even thought i am not hearing her voice but just re-read the letter she have wrote me i can;t stop my tears from falling down.. wahaha.. this is so strange.&lt;br /&gt;fooooooooooon. u such a bad gal. dun make me cry anymore.. fly here and live with me. o we should fly back to grand canyon.. and i ll make billl be ur..... wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;miss you lots lots.. muacks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-7054117959985449502?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7054117959985449502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=7054117959985449502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/7054117959985449502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/7054117959985449502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/04/foon-ping-tears.html' title='foon + ping =  tears'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R_4oOQyq5HI/AAAAAAAABK0/ffTnlFjbz70/s72-c/IMGP2137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-1898167580742600850</id><published>2008-04-08T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:00:45.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend@grand canyon</title><content type='html'>about 2 weeks ago, mark told me tat one guy eric stanley is missing after he fought with the gf..&lt;br /&gt;and my fren been trying to reach him.. but.. no one answer the call.. after few days, they sent out a rescue team see if can find him but no result..&lt;br /&gt;and.. last week, at grand canyon hermit rest point. they realised tat there are so many condor flying over there and sent a team to check up and found a human body which is eating by those condor.. and... cannot tell who tat is. cause.. is just.. not in a good condition..&lt;br /&gt;and today.. they have confirmed tat it is eric stanley...is he jump? slip?&lt;br /&gt;cause of gf?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. but.. just feel kinda sad.. cause cannot beleive someone tat is joking with me and talk to me not too long ago.. was died.. and eaten by condor.. &lt;br /&gt;god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-1898167580742600850?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/1898167580742600850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>seems like this 2 days been eating a lot.. actually is just yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;have lunch with cl, my and dada at the garden.. a nyonya shop.. and each of us pay at seperate bill.. then after we finish eating, the cl onle said.. we should have paid in one bill. cuase she have this booklet if there is more than 20 ringgit in single receipt. then we ll get free kuih.. but.. it is too late.&lt;br /&gt;and at nite, there are 9 pplm, which is ade, mich, sl, hl, my,sk, w,cland me.. went for korean bbq at sri hartamas..&lt;br /&gt;and the services there really not good...... some more charge us expensive service charge.. there is a same branch at taipan but the service is thousand time better than this. and i think the bbq place name doarae...&lt;br /&gt;so go for the taipan one a..&lt;br /&gt;then after taht went for dessert.. at 1st they said 1 utama haagen dazz...&lt;br /&gt;but.. since the place is so small cannot fit all of us.. and adeline is lazy to walk.&lt;br /&gt;so we all go to tgif.. since it is nearer&lt;br /&gt;then.. after go in.. then onlt she regret&lt;br /&gt;cause there do not have the refillable chips.&lt;br /&gt;then we order 5 dessert only and it cost almost 80 dollars..&lt;br /&gt;and ade keep blaming mich&lt;br /&gt;cause.. mich was asking ade' jie can i order this? (tat is something look like mcd mc flurry but suppose to have alcohol in it, just none of us can taste it only)..&lt;br /&gt;then ade said, order watever u want..&lt;br /&gt;then after the so-called mcflurry thing come..&lt;br /&gt;and she found out is 20 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;shje keep scolding mich..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;bad sis..&lt;br /&gt;and..thanks for sk for the dessert...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-7191753252705775174?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7191753252705775174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=7191753252705775174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/7191753252705775174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/7191753252705775174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/03/food.html' title='Food'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-5938755802676143713</id><published>2008-02-27T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:15:31.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R8VUId258hI/AAAAAAAABJg/5v124WSCxVQ/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R8VUId258hI/AAAAAAAABJg/5v124WSCxVQ/s320/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171632251535487506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R8VT_9258gI/AAAAAAAABJY/jkB8O2zblTs/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R8VT_9258gI/AAAAAAAABJY/jkB8O2zblTs/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171632105506599426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaya this is my new pet ... small litter  chick.. is ti cute? found it outside my house past few days..&lt;br /&gt;since it have no mother..&lt;br /&gt;so i just adopt it..&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-5938755802676143713?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5938755802676143713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=5938755802676143713&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/5938755802676143713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/5938755802676143713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-pet.html' title='new pet'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R8VUId258hI/AAAAAAAABJg/5v124WSCxVQ/s72-c/DSC00062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-7320116406458982396</id><published>2008-02-22T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:10:53.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R76DQt258fI/AAAAAAAABJQ/PyUGNO510QI/s1600-h/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R76DQt258fI/AAAAAAAABJQ/PyUGNO510QI/s320/DSC_0153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169713745478939122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoyoyo this is my new look.. wahah.. but how come the ppl take until my shoulder is imbalance? seems like one side is bigger than other.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-7320116406458982396?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7320116406458982396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=7320116406458982396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/7320116406458982396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/7320116406458982396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/02/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R76DQt258fI/AAAAAAAABJQ/PyUGNO510QI/s72-c/DSC_0153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-6257420350557458404</id><published>2008-02-21T22:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T22:15:46.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.. every gal's dream guy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R72HK9258eI/AAAAAAAABJI/iSmgDWgxVYM/s1600-h/lhcoolven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R72HK9258eI/AAAAAAAABJI/iSmgDWgxVYM/s320/lhcoolven.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169436569764491746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R72HG9258dI/AAAAAAAABJA/ohTdHjNunHk/s1600-h/lh%2526mama(venice).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R72HG9258dI/AAAAAAAABJA/ohTdHjNunHk/s320/lh%2526mama(venice).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169436501045014994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry know i was a bit outdated.. but.. omg.. he look so yeng even thoguht he is on travel( as in no hair dresser, personal dresser around him)..&lt;br /&gt;he is just naturally... handsome.. haiz.. how come i never meet him when i am at USA one? maybe.. next time study master that time should find some where near his house at rochester... omg.. haiz.. going to dream bout him tonight.. sweet dream..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-6257420350557458404?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/6257420350557458404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=6257420350557458404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/6257420350557458404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/6257420350557458404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/02/wow-every-gals-dream-guy.html' title='wow.. every gal&apos;s dream guy..'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/R72HK9258eI/AAAAAAAABJI/iSmgDWgxVYM/s72-c/lhcoolven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-245800872558135886</id><published>2008-02-21T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T22:07:37.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who is wrong who is right?</title><content type='html'>just watch tv news.. and edison chen have already go back to hk..&lt;br /&gt;and making announcement that he ll quit forever... &lt;br /&gt;and suddenly i was thinking.. y he must quit?is it all his fault?&lt;br /&gt;but all the gals seems like take it willingly(at least the gillian and cecelia chung)&lt;br /&gt;but how come all the gals can still working and get sympathy from someone.. &lt;br /&gt;but only he did not? but get blame ...&lt;br /&gt;i think the only wrong thing is... he have too many gf...&lt;br /&gt;if those pic is all about one gal.. then will the situation different?&lt;br /&gt;and for those people who blame the guy o the gal... are they all right?&lt;br /&gt;i bet most of them ll at least view o dl some pic..&lt;br /&gt;then how could they blame him? are they right by viewing ppl privacy? o something that get stolen? isn;t it same as buying stolen stuff?&lt;br /&gt;maybe u can say his hobby is weird.. but did any rules state that he is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;or only morally?&lt;br /&gt;but how many people is totally morraly right?&lt;br /&gt;how many normal ppl have taken naked pic o porn pic o video o whatever?&lt;br /&gt;i think a lot.. at least when i read newspaper... there are always news about someone is breaking up.. then the other one asking for money, if not they ll spread the pic o video?...but still kindly advise everyone.. no matter how deep in love o trust, you are always taking a huge risk when taking those pic..&lt;br /&gt;so.. lets be a risk adverse.. take kiss kiss pic enough.. unless u dun mind to show others..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-245800872558135886?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/245800872558135886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=245800872558135886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/245800872558135886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/245800872558135886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/02/who-is-wrong-who-is-right.html' title='who is wrong who is right?'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-143401355420231221</id><published>2008-02-17T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:01:23.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>normal life....</title><content type='html'>ern.. well.... &lt;br /&gt;haha.. if any of u saw my latest pic.. maybe o maybe u ll not realise that i did perm my hair and highlight my hair...&lt;br /&gt;well.. i did not intent to do it..&lt;br /&gt;all those is becuase..one day i help my aunt to sent some 'kuih' to a saloon shop, which is just my next shop.. so.. i did.. help her..&lt;br /&gt;and..usually the saloon is full with ppl.. need to wait few hours then only can cut ur hair one.. that day surprisingly.. onle 2 person.. so the boss saw me.. and just pull me in... she said u long time never cut hair de right? come i cut for u..&lt;br /&gt;then .. i was like ok looooooo&lt;br /&gt;then she ask me wat style u want.. i said anything as long as doesn;t look that messy then it is fine de..&lt;br /&gt;then she is like.. ern.. ur hair a.. ok lo.. if u want keep long.. u can either do reborn o perm. of course i can;t straighten my hair cause my mum ll kill me.. then said ok.lets perm.. (and i didn;t even bring money tat time)she is like never mind.. just do it.... u never change hair style in years.....&lt;br /&gt;then said.. ern.. no colour doesn;ty look tat nice..&lt;br /&gt;then bla bla.. end up..&lt;br /&gt;i perm and highlight my hair&lt;br /&gt;but my parent dun allow me to colour my hair.. and i choose not so obvious colour.. and.... finally yesterday.. my parent realise i did colour my hair.. after 2 weeks.. wahaha.. luckily they didn;t scold me.. lol.. &lt;br /&gt;but my dad was kind of disappointed cause i colour the hair..&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. such a bad gal.. &lt;br /&gt;blek&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-143401355420231221?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/143401355420231221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=143401355420231221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/143401355420231221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/143401355420231221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/02/normal-life.html' title='normal life....'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-2231714270066975527</id><published>2008-01-29T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:44:02.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KEEP FIT</title><content type='html'>today.. was very free in the morning.. and.. once i get down from the car.. then my chicken come and greet me...(cause he is hungry).then after feed and look at him eating.. suddenly feel like 'oo my chicken like getting fatter and fatter, ' in case he ll not get heart attack o diabetes o watever disease cause from the fat..&lt;br /&gt;then i wanna make him exercise more. cause when he getting older&lt;br /&gt;the more he nap nap and sit on there without walking..&lt;br /&gt;then.. i try not to let him sleep..&lt;br /&gt;ask him stand all the time....(he is kind of good boy) whenever i am outside the office then he ll be right with me.. just stand beside me see what i doing..&lt;br /&gt;tat is y i stay outside the petrol office whole morning..&lt;br /&gt;but.. i realise.. he did.. walk a lot and stand a lot..&lt;br /&gt;but he eat twice as much as usual..&lt;br /&gt;keep bring me to his food place....&lt;br /&gt;so... after one day.. i think .. he did not loose but gain weight..&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. keep fit mission 1 fail...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-2231714270066975527?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2231714270066975527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=2231714270066975527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/2231714270066975527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/2231714270066975527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/01/keep-fit.html' title='KEEP FIT'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-4492110282369305467</id><published>2008-01-27T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:41:40.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVie</title><content type='html'>ern.. since i know i ll be lazy for another months without update the blog..&lt;br /&gt;jsut wanna to talk about some movie.. that i have watch recently..&lt;br /&gt;1st ll be warlods? o whatever.. tou ming zhuang. acted by jet li, takeashi and andy lau..&lt;br /&gt;this is good movie.. and it really make me hate the jet li soooooo much..&lt;br /&gt;and make me realise tat.. some people... the ppl u trusted the most.. usually ll be the one who betray u..&lt;br /&gt;so watch out guys...&lt;br /&gt;then the 2nd movie.. should be my beloved movie..&lt;br /&gt;but i wil not want to watch it 2nd time..&lt;br /&gt;that is because.. i can;t take it.. the movie is i am legend...&lt;br /&gt;when i see the sam die tat time.. i really wanna scold will smith..&lt;br /&gt;he ald know that one of his injection can make the animal change back to normal...&lt;br /&gt;althoguht it does not work on human&lt;br /&gt;but.. he should try on sam..&lt;br /&gt;he should lock sam up and try on him..&lt;br /&gt;it isbetter than u jsut kill him..........shit... so sad.. haiz.. poor sam&lt;br /&gt;then the 3rd movie ll be national treasure.. again..&lt;br /&gt;a very good movie of nicholas cage..&lt;br /&gt;just love him.. but nothing much to talk bout this movie..&lt;br /&gt;wat i can say is.. this movie is real real good&lt;br /&gt;and the lastest movie i watch ll be the sweendy todd?&lt;br /&gt;ern. i was wondering.. how come johnny depp cannot act some movie that he is normal. o at least can show his normal face? all is sure with some weird make up o wat..&lt;br /&gt;jsut like the chocolate factory and bla bla&lt;br /&gt;but this is such a good movie..just when i see the make that as a pie..&lt;br /&gt;really make me.. feel like.. dun go to eat london pie.. o.. go to those very good business pie shop&lt;br /&gt;u dunno what meat is inside&lt;br /&gt;u might find a finger inside o wathever&lt;br /&gt;and for guy..dun simply go to a barber shop&lt;br /&gt;at least have to go with some one else..&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;life is like nothing...&lt;br /&gt;can kill anytime..haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-4492110282369305467?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4492110282369305467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=4492110282369305467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/4492110282369305467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/4492110282369305467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2008/01/movie.html' title='MOVie'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-1266686188938882865</id><published>2008-01-27T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:35:14.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... sien...</title><content type='html'>yes is me.. after so long.. finally i visit my blog again.. well this is becuase there is a person named lau may yee.. she said she very very sien.. and ask me update my blog... and pf... she said she no life.. love to check everyone blog..&lt;br /&gt;so.. but there is nothign much for me to write..&lt;br /&gt;1st of all.. i wanna thanks to miss lau.. cause she buy us dessert at dessert house...(mont kiara).. US as in me, cl, and sl.. we went to korean bbq at hartamas for dinner..and.. MY insist wanna dessert.. so.. wahaha.. the desert house is kind of cool.. i order a mixed fruit.. there have a ice cream in the middle.. at 1st i wanna to order a rasberry chocolate.. but my order it at 1st.. so.... i take a rum and raisin.... and end up.. i found out.... shit how come so alcholic one?? they put too much rum o just i cannot take it..&lt;br /&gt;but i still eat it...and we were playing the..uno stack.. sl and me keep loosing...&lt;br /&gt;and my is the only one who stay win all time...&lt;br /&gt;and cl was trying to make her loose by choosiing those draw 2..&lt;br /&gt;but everytime she did that..&lt;br /&gt;she lost the game.. so..? wat does it mean? even god help her? so unfair...&lt;br /&gt;the day after me and HL went to a canadian edu fair..&lt;br /&gt;we found out the tuition fee there is so much cheaper than us..&lt;br /&gt;and. then most of the uni offer assistanship for us..&lt;br /&gt;so it ll at least cover part of our cost.. and canada is the most peaceful country for asian to go..cause they welcome chinese ..&lt;br /&gt;so most probably we ll choose there.. but&lt;br /&gt;the most most most most most headache thing is..&lt;br /&gt;we have to take a test call GRE&lt;br /&gt;that one.. almost kill me.. cause it have a lot of vocab.. and is really really rare to see it one..&lt;br /&gt;some i even cannot find it from dictionary..&lt;br /&gt;and as u know.. my english is soooooo poor..&lt;br /&gt;how to take that..&lt;br /&gt;that is y.. i was soooooooo fan for all this time&lt;br /&gt;if not because of the test&lt;br /&gt;i think i ald apply this year sept intake..&lt;br /&gt;but... shit.. stupid test..&lt;br /&gt;any one would love to go for the test?&lt;br /&gt;o be my tutor?(for free of course.. now unemploye.. no money) haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-1266686188938882865?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-6605846663159098527.post-8441963766159301071</id><published>2007-12-25T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T19:46:11.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my chicken birthdayyyyyyyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>i know some of my friend complain that i never update my blog....&lt;br /&gt;but since i come back from us.. most of the time i stay in segamat.. nothing much to update... but today is a special dayyyyyyyyy,..&lt;br /&gt;today is my chicken 4th years old birthday...&lt;br /&gt;should be either today o yesterday.. cause my dad pick him up from the drain on 26th dec..&lt;br /&gt;so he should be born on 24 o 25th...&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. but if we count from the chicken age.. he should be more than 100 years old de..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. but still healthy... except one of the eye is blind.. but others still very good.. so happy..&lt;br /&gt;wish he can live longer.. and for my kl friend... please do not think of eating my chicken... thanks.. he is not fat.. and is too old to eat.. thanks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-8441963766159301071?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8441963766159301071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=8441963766159301071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8441963766159301071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8441963766159301071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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having breakfast at ET withfrank and sally..&lt;br /&gt;frank sent me bacn and i cooked some chinese food for him for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;and he got to go.. cause he got to go other town and work this afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;all the while i am absolutely fine&lt;br /&gt;wasn;t sad o wat...&lt;br /&gt;until when i done cooking packed everything on a to go box..&lt;br /&gt;hand it to him...&lt;br /&gt;i can see his eye is all waterly...&lt;br /&gt;he can;t speak,,,&lt;br /&gt;and dun look at me..&lt;br /&gt;it started make me cry too..&lt;br /&gt;is to good to know u frank.. wish we ll see each other again..&lt;br /&gt;being ur kids to malaysia o . i ll visit u one day. take care fren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-7411495163506188630?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/Rz3lmMZJAzI/AAAAAAAAA-A/5Sf5MgNDLc8/s72-c/IMGP2109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-8335393950039417750</id><published>2007-11-16T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:59:41.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>so fast... 5 months past de... tomrrow i got to leave us and go to taiwan de..&lt;br /&gt;so sad...&lt;br /&gt;cannot believe tat going to leave tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;all my stuff still not yet pack...&lt;br /&gt;and really dun have the feel tat i am leaving..&lt;br /&gt;but.........&lt;br /&gt;time ll not stop for me...&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i got to kep going.........&lt;br /&gt;just wish everything ll come out best..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-8335393950039417750?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8335393950039417750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=8335393950039417750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8335393950039417750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8335393950039417750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-8736441133451262127</id><published>2007-11-07T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T04:04:07.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost weight</title><content type='html'>ern.. just get back from shopping mall.and got a new jeans..and i realise that i did lost a ot of weight&lt;br /&gt;i used to wear size 4 in jeans..but is kid of baggy type&lt;br /&gt;but last 4 months i bought a jeans which is size 3,, and it fit perfect.. tight and nice&lt;br /&gt;but recently&lt;br /&gt;i realise my jeans can just pull down without unzipped o whawtever...&lt;br /&gt;and bcome looser and looser&lt;br /&gt;and i really wanna some new pants that i dun need to pull up so much...&lt;br /&gt;and... i wear size 0.............. omg....... wanna die de..&lt;br /&gt;how come i loosing weight so much..&lt;br /&gt;my next target.. gain weighttttttttttttt....&lt;br /&gt;missing nasi lemak. haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-8736441133451262127?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8736441133451262127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=8736441133451262127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8736441133451262127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8736441133451262127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/11/lost-weight.html' title='lost weight'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-8808866214499729837</id><published>2007-10-31T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:04:16.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addicted to bubble bath</title><content type='html'>few days ago.. when i ran out with body shampoo.. and i went to general store and look for it&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly found a big big bottle of bubble bath only cost a dollar....&lt;br /&gt;and i just buy without thiking..&lt;br /&gt;and after i have tried it...&lt;br /&gt;i am addicted to it...&lt;br /&gt;cause i know i ll not be so free when i go back to malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;so now i got to appreciate what can i do..&lt;br /&gt;tat is relax...&lt;br /&gt;so this few days i got to spent long time in bath room&lt;br /&gt;bubble bath.. i love u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-8808866214499729837?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8808866214499729837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=8808866214499729837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8808866214499729837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8808866214499729837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/10/addicted-to-bubble-bath.html' title='addicted to bubble bath'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-651119680604230202</id><published>2007-10-31T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T04:20:08.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>hey. i know recently a lot of frens concern bout me...&lt;br /&gt;but i am absolutely fine&lt;br /&gt;i am done with work and ll be travling from 3rd nov...&lt;br /&gt;and.. my mum just came out from operation room..&lt;br /&gt;but cause the doctor have to rush for another apoinment&lt;br /&gt;so my family do not get chance to talk to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;but i beleive everything ll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;thans for concerning&lt;br /&gt;i am tough.&lt;br /&gt;dun worry&lt;br /&gt;same as my mum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-651119680604230202?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/651119680604230202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=651119680604230202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/651119680604230202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/651119680604230202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/10/thanks.html' title='thanks'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-1570393539501280369</id><published>2007-10-14T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T09:26:52.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fren' eperience</title><content type='html'>well for those who ead my blog should know what roomservice is&lt;br /&gt;today, my fren roger is a room service&lt;br /&gt;he... got a super super demanding guest&lt;br /&gt;compare to mine... mine is nth..&lt;br /&gt;the guest only order 2 entree, one waffle and one omelet&lt;br /&gt;that mean they only nee to pay for that 2&lt;br /&gt;and... they make such stupid request&lt;br /&gt;they need 2 bowl 3 plate for the 2 dish,&lt;br /&gt;one high chair(yup, to the 3rd fllor carry by using stairs) what the fuck, can just carry the child on lap , since u r in the room. dun pretned u r high class&lt;br /&gt;if u r tips more pls&lt;br /&gt;then.. 5 ice water... same is free of charge...&lt;br /&gt;then one table cloth&lt;br /&gt;really dun understnad y they need a table cloth in the room&lt;br /&gt;they want to wipe their butt o wipe their mouth&lt;br /&gt;and.. my fren have to go up 3 trips..&lt;br /&gt;is really a lot of stuff&lt;br /&gt;can;t cary in one time.. plus the chair.....&lt;br /&gt;then u guys know how much the ppl tips?&lt;br /&gt;6 bucks&lt;br /&gt;feel like ask tem to eat shit...&lt;br /&gt;6 bucks and ask for this thing&lt;br /&gt;think if i am him i l scold fuck him right in front of them&lt;br /&gt;if so ma fan&lt;br /&gt;pls come down to dining room&lt;br /&gt;just downstairs&lt;br /&gt;if u dun want t move ur butt out of ur shitty bed&lt;br /&gt;then pls dun be so stingy&lt;br /&gt;really angry for him...&lt;br /&gt;what kind of people.&lt;br /&gt;sorry if it is offensive t anyone&lt;br /&gt;but i am saying the truth&lt;br /&gt;out wages is 3 dollars an hour&lt;br /&gt;we live on ur tips....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-1570393539501280369?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/1570393539501280369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=1570393539501280369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/1570393539501280369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/1570393539501280369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/10/fren-eperience.html' title='fren&apos; eperience'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-1267896139870624496</id><published>2007-10-14T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T09:10:56.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F**k</title><content type='html'>wel.. dun surprises that is the word i wanna said..&lt;br /&gt;the more i wait on table..&lt;br /&gt;the more time i am using this word..&lt;br /&gt;some ppl is just a ass hole....&lt;br /&gt;if u wait on table for long time i think u ll be like me...&lt;br /&gt;now aday.. i hate ppl&lt;br /&gt;hate to talking hate to see ppl ....&lt;br /&gt;today... i got a table of navajo ppl( navajo is the tribe native america)&lt;br /&gt;those is real shi ass&lt;br /&gt;they are demanding&lt;br /&gt;and they stay in american they know they should tips..&lt;br /&gt;and they tips me less than 5 percent&lt;br /&gt;it is worst than italian ppl&lt;br /&gt;omg....i can still forgive those ppl who un know but not this type///&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;plus everyday have to face the stupid ppl asing f*cking stupid question&lt;br /&gt;really wanna throw them into canyon&lt;br /&gt;and My coorker is so surprise to hear me curse recently&lt;br /&gt;they reallt took all my patient...&lt;br /&gt;plus now got to work 6 dyas a week&lt;br /&gt;really have no ppl&lt;br /&gt;and the train people is from 280 to 1000 ppl today&lt;br /&gt;so mean the customer is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much&lt;br /&gt;but less ppl workin&lt;br /&gt;plus the fcking ppl so demanding&lt;br /&gt;wanna kill them&lt;br /&gt;wat the fck&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. finish compaining...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6605846663159098527.post-7441392758625189026</id><published>2007-10-09T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T00:31:27.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keanu reeves @ el tovar</title><content type='html'>this happend about 3 weks ago..&lt;br /&gt;s is the keanu reeves&lt;br /&gt;and el tovar is the place i work.. which is the most fine dinisng room among this area&lt;br /&gt;remember there is one day... my german fren.. philipis so exicted and tell everyone that see his section&lt;br /&gt;then saw someone..&lt;br /&gt;ern ook familiar but can't remember at he moment&lt;br /&gt;then they all said keanu reeves,,, i was like&lt;br /&gt;o ya&lt;br /&gt;but how come he look so damn hndsome in pic and tv but not now one&lt;br /&gt;h is fatter the the hair look funny anyway he just dun look that nice.. then he is with a fren and the fren pay for the bill&lt;br /&gt;then he came for lunch again&lt;br /&gt;this time he is under alex(france guy section)&lt;br /&gt;then he get the check this time&lt;br /&gt;and because the credit card side have the server name and his name&lt;br /&gt;so he is so excited about that and wanna make a photocopy&lt;br /&gt;too bad ur manager dun let him too&lt;br /&gt;so he can only take camera and save downw&lt;br /&gt;ern... that is the whole story&lt;br /&gt;no one go up to hm and take pic (cause wowrker is not aloow to unless u want to get scold) an no guest care bout...&lt;br /&gt;so.... the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-7441392758625189026?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7441392758625189026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>b'day</title><content type='html'>ern.. been very long timenever go online, check mail write blog and even msm..&lt;br /&gt;because now everyone left&lt;br /&gt;so we have not enought ppl&lt;br /&gt;then got to work 6 days a week and everyday work more than 10 hours&lt;br /&gt;so by the time i come home i about to die.. well for my b;day.. i want to thank &lt;br /&gt;my parent that remembe my b'day and sent e red egg to me &lt;br /&gt;ethan and mark who make a b;day cake for me..&lt;br /&gt;and sally for celebratig my b'day, candies for remember my b'day and called from taiwan,&lt;br /&gt;my best fren wenxi and beee who sent me smething that i very touch....&lt;br /&gt;daniel who sing b'day song for me&lt;br /&gt;and those who remember my b'day sent me sms, e card o leave msg in blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RwpZJvjCIYI/AAAAAAAAAnY/bjb56wMTXXs/s1600-h/IMGP2270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RwpZJvjCIYI/AAAAAAAAAnY/bjb56wMTXXs/s320/IMGP2270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119001950377091458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welll the pic above is show that what i have during my b'day.. so i can;t dress up cause of thhat upid thing...&lt;br /&gt;it is cause of work&lt;br /&gt;cuase i was roomservice the day before..&lt;br /&gt;then i got to carry all fod upstair with no elevator o watever...&lt;br /&gt;then 4 big big coffee ppot as well&lt;br /&gt;this si cause of the coffee pot&lt;br /&gt;beleive o not&lt;br /&gt;my leg is still swoleen althoguht tat is like 4 days ago?&lt;br /&gt;stil bruice and big swolle leg&lt;br /&gt;here is another pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RwpaNfjCIZI/AAAAAAAAAng/xlToNP6m4WM/s1600-h/IMGP2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RwpaNfjCIZI/AAAAAAAAAng/xlToNP6m4WM/s320/IMGP2276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119003114313228690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it&lt;br /&gt;ok tat it for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-3364610732148365505?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3364610732148365505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=3364610732148365505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/3364610732148365505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/3364610732148365505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/10/bday.html' title='b&apos;day'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RwpZJvjCIYI/AAAAAAAAAnY/bjb56wMTXXs/s72-c/IMGP2270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-7674340526304895840</id><published>2007-10-03T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T08:07:58.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad sad sad day</title><content type='html'>i really dun want this day to come..&lt;br /&gt;but still.. time past so soon.. i got to sent u guys off...&lt;br /&gt;i really dun want.. and almost want to follow u guys travel and go back..&lt;br /&gt;y u guys leave me alone here&lt;br /&gt;no one steal fruit for me.. &lt;br /&gt;no good busser anymore&lt;br /&gt;no one talk to me at uniform center&lt;br /&gt;no one use broken language and talk to me&lt;br /&gt;and NO ONE ll use chinese talk to me................&lt;br /&gt;thanks you very much&lt;br /&gt;i do have a good time yesterdsay...&lt;br /&gt;wish u guys have a safe trip..&lt;br /&gt;and meet u at taiwan...&lt;br /&gt;muacks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-7674340526304895840?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7674340526304895840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>today is my only day off in the weekk...&lt;br /&gt;so at 1st wanna jz rest at home..&lt;br /&gt;then fren called said he came up to canyon from william and wanna have breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;so went to have breakfast with him..&lt;br /&gt;then went to human resources to find something out..&lt;br /&gt;and after we found out..&lt;br /&gt;we went to spome place to see those drawing from indian which is back from few thousand years ago..&lt;br /&gt;which is cool.. and... &lt;br /&gt;time for dessert.. so.. we drive 15 minutes to tusoyon and wanna have ice cream......&lt;br /&gt;but when we get there., we see a notice.. it is closed for WINTER....&lt;br /&gt;and......... now is not even autumn yet..&lt;br /&gt;all the tree is still green..&lt;br /&gt;no snow.. and still hot like helllllllllllll.. where is the winter?&lt;br /&gt;we were like so disappointed.. and..................desperate for something to eat...&lt;br /&gt;end up he ask.. u wanna go flagstaff and eat chinese food?cause my manager wife is having baby..&lt;br /&gt;so we thouht of he might have the baby over flagstaff since is nearer..&lt;br /&gt;so i very 3 8 and go to flag for no reason.. ok.. maybe for food..&lt;br /&gt;then after the food.. since i get the bill..&lt;br /&gt;then we head to hospital..&lt;br /&gt;then we found out tat.. he wasn;t in the flagstaff hospitall..&lt;br /&gt;they are at phonix hospital.. which is another 3 hours away..&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;we jz used the restroom at the flagstaff and plan to go do something else..&lt;br /&gt;and........... i realise........... my money in my pocket andddddddd my debit card and my xaNTERRA ID wasn;t there anymore&lt;br /&gt;they lost somehow..&lt;br /&gt;then..............................i went back to the food place and everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;i cna;t find it..&lt;br /&gt;so now.. i got no debit card which i desperately need it for my begas trip which coming up this weekend..&lt;br /&gt;and i lost my id which ll cost me 25 dolalrs for tat to redo..&lt;br /&gt;damn it..&lt;br /&gt;next time should be this free go everywhere&lt;br /&gt;haiza...&lt;br /&gt;sad day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-7133843210813322998?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7133843210813322998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=7133843210813322998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/7133843210813322998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/7133843210813322998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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at the room..so usually only 3rd and 2nd floor ll order room service.. and since el tovar was built at 1905.. there is no elevator escalator o watever tor...&lt;br /&gt;the only thing he have is stairs...........&lt;br /&gt;so i got to carry those stupid heavy tray up to 3rd fllor..&lt;br /&gt;trust me i almost wanna cry and die....&lt;br /&gt;then today i got 5 orders...(for room service it consider a lot for morning)&lt;br /&gt;and 4 to 3rd floor&lt;br /&gt;one to 2nd floor&lt;br /&gt;almost wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;plus&lt;br /&gt;when u so hard climb up to the stair...&lt;br /&gt;then stand in  front of the door&lt;br /&gt;then knock knock&lt;br /&gt;those ppl mighttttttttttttttttt not wake up yet&lt;br /&gt;need to carry the tray... shaking over there&lt;br /&gt;wait for them to open the dooe..&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;so sad man.............&lt;br /&gt;then now i get back from work&lt;br /&gt;my waist got one blue black.. cause my hand can;t afford to heavy&lt;br /&gt;so place it in my waist ...and get the bruise..&lt;br /&gt;thennnnnnn my shoulder when use to hold the tray also blue black..&lt;br /&gt;omg..&lt;br /&gt;pls dun put me at rooms ervice againnnnnnnnnn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-4926258292533465188?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4926258292533465188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=4926258292533465188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/4926258292533465188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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posion.. but wat i eat the day before is char siew pork, corn and shrimp and watermelon...&lt;br /&gt;and ther are 3 of u eat the same thing..&lt;br /&gt;but how come i am the only one kena&lt;br /&gt;sad.then the whole dayi only eat the porriege with salted vege only&lt;br /&gt;then i think it ll feel better&lt;br /&gt;then who know in the morning 1 am...&lt;br /&gt;the same thing happend againnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;so i have to call in sik today...&lt;br /&gt;cause empty stomach no energy to carry those stupid tray&lt;br /&gt;ern...&lt;br /&gt;sad.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-735118513854167968?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/735118513854167968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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money</title><content type='html'>been a long time dind;t write this blog de.. for the fren i care and care for me..&lt;br /&gt;i would like to tell u tat i am still alive..&lt;br /&gt;just everyday have to wake up at 4 soemthing and be at work at 6 make me so tired to come online and even check my blog...&lt;br /&gt;ern.. now as a server in el tovar dining room... it is suppoer to be the fine dining room.. so .. a lot of rule to learn..&lt;br /&gt;and.. met a lot of weird customer.. like..&lt;br /&gt;maybe someone ll order 2 scramble egg..&lt;br /&gt;but then want one regular egg.. then another one only egg white.. then dun want butter oil.. and perfer no oil...&lt;br /&gt;and teh cook is like.. then the egg ll steak to pan.. and bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;so everyday have to deal between customer and the cook...&lt;br /&gt;ern..then some ppl cannot eat fried stuff..&lt;br /&gt;then dun want to eat those non fried stuff.. but ll request to make those special dishes and baked the thing for them..&lt;br /&gt;then some one dun eat pork.. dun like beef.. dun like fish.. dun like crossiant.. dun like cinammon roll&lt;br /&gt;dun like oat meal dun like cereal and dun like fruit plate.. then i really dunno wat to recommend her.. but she still keep using her eye and beg me to give her something tat she like and can eat...&lt;br /&gt;that is really.. nth to say.. some more waste my so many time. and just tips liek few bucks...&lt;br /&gt;ern.. those europeam.. especially france and italy.. they might just tips u one dollar o 2... omg...the whole table.. ok?&lt;br /&gt;usually the tips here is about 15 to 20 percent..&lt;br /&gt;tat day have one france table.. 2 ppl.. ate about 30 bucls..&lt;br /&gt;tips me 4 quarter.. ern..haiz. here is us.. pls.... remember to tip ur server.. cause is notfast food..&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. but some ll tips good la.. so.. even..&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. and carry even heavy tray now.. cause all plate is with food and have to carry a lot of plate and stack it real high.. sometimes is kind of scary.. but my arm is so much stronger now.. no more blueblack o hurt from carry tray..strong ping....&lt;br /&gt;take care my frenz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-9133257871064122334?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/9133257871064122334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=9133257871064122334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/9133257871064122334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/9133257871064122334'/><link rel='alternate' 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real fren occur....&lt;br /&gt;ern. just remember to trust ur real fren.. and.. dun get mad o pissed before understand the whole thing.. is hard to get a true real fren...&lt;br /&gt;got wat i mean? some might,,, watever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-2072994378624813131?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2072994378624813131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=2072994378624813131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/2072994378624813131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/2072994378624813131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/08/disappointed-and-misunderstanding.html' title='disappointed and misunderstanding..'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-7750425933996613845</id><published>2007-07-30T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T14:13:21.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love michael hunter</title><content type='html'>well.. long time didn;t updaTe de.. cause i think is not a necessary.. but we just had a party tonight.. and..i love michael hunter so much.. is cause.. hey someone.. u know what he cooked this time? he cooked prawn, lobster, fish, and alaska crab and he grilled mango and pineaple.. and all is so good.. never have this nice meal ever.. and..and hey someone.. u wanna kill me o upset cause u were not here? wahaha he said he only cook for me.. i am so touch.. but this is the 2nd time he cooked at here.. 1st time is last year our farewell party.. and since everyone else is either busy with gals o music.. and he is the one who cook and stay outside the whole nite.. so i was with him.. then i realise tat.. he is such a nice guy&lt;br /&gt;not just cool as wat he look nice.. and he is real sweet.. and he ll buy house for parents.. .. althouth he is eng ect lol... (of course).. someone,, u dun cry there.. i still have some in cooler.. u can come here&lt;br /&gt;i ll save for u.. and&lt;br /&gt;happy b;day know is late.. but.. still wanna wish u.. &lt;br /&gt;and i miss u..&lt;br /&gt;and wanna tell everyone else i am still alive and get promote into a higher pay job next week.. hope everything ll go well..&lt;br /&gt;care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-7750425933996613845?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7750425933996613845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=7750425933996613845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/7750425933996613845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/7750425933996613845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love-michael-hunter.html' title='i love michael hunter'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-8667344449367107261</id><published>2007-07-01T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T05:54:11.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can;t believe tat i actually do this</title><content type='html'>ern,,last nite work till 1 am and come home.. and since it is  busy nite.. s i am soooooooo tired.. after come home shower then go sleep.. thenthis morning i slept till 12... haha. then after tat i go online and bla bla bla.. and i was wondering.. how come i can see thing so clear one? never mind.. then i still chat with pf and bla bla..till now.. i need to get ready.. and i went in to bathroom.. EEEEEE where is my contact lense.. only a empty case.. then i was like shit.. i flush it? and i check my eye.. WOOOOOOOO it is in my eye// and i dind;t take it out and sleep and do everything..... omg... i am so careless.. ll i get blind? haiz&lt;br /&gt;need to go work again.. haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-8667344449367107261?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8667344449367107261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=8667344449367107261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8667344449367107261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8667344449367107261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-cant-believe-tat-i-actually-do-this.html' title='i can;t believe tat i actually do this'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-6818932552164322456</id><published>2007-06-30T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T04:00:57.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I'/><title type='text'>1st daY BY MY OWN</title><content type='html'>LAST nite is my 1st day by my own.. as in buss table by my own.. then i am under 2 servers.. have 9 table in total.. i a bit pity my server.. cause they have to cover me.. since i am slow.. as in i can;t carry too much thing.. so i ll like.. make it 2 round.. so ll be slow down.. but luckily i am quite ok with one server.. then he keep asking whether am i alright.. then another server althgouht the face look fierce fierce.. but sometimes he ll help me carry those heavy tray.. sometimes is he just do it.. then got one time is i ask him for help.. then got another busser.. bredtt.. is mark friend.. and he does help me also.. so is like.. so many people helping.. so 'pai sei'.. but anyway.. yesterday work like.from 5pm -11.30 pm.. and i get my basic salary 6.75 and tips for 30 bucks.. minus tax.. was like thiking here i work so hard only get this little money.. whn i in malaysia i might just spent this money within one hour.. ern.. have to change.. cannot spend money,,still have 4 more nite shift to go.. hope moening shift ll be better.. haiz.. anyway still love maswik..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-6818932552164322456?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/6818932552164322456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=6818932552164322456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/6818932552164322456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/6818932552164322456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/06/1st-day-by-my-own.html' title='1st daY BY MY OWN'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-7989236208254861132</id><published>2007-06-28T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T04:15:41.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>body aching</title><content type='html'>ern.. yesterday got a new trainer.. and he teach me more stuff then the other lady did.. and more friendly too.. and yesterday the 2 server is really good.. they keep teach me how to do all those stuff and wat is suppose to keep and wat is not. and my trainer really let me do all those stuff.and one of the server said.. y u carry the plate like tat  it is the best way to hurt ur arm.. but i really can;t cahnge the way. cause even usually i carry tea pot also like tat and my bro been scolding me for years just tat is the way i felt comfortable and is the only way tat i can carry all those thing..then got one time the server(he is about 60 yers old?)and he saw i am trying to carry something is really really heavy and he ask me can u stand ? then i was like having difficulty to stand. then he said it is too heavy let me do it for u.. i really touch tat moment..then after work he keep comfort me said is normal dun worry u ll get used soon .. dun force urself.. he is such a nice server i love him so much so good people.. sob sob.. got one time.. that tray is really heavy..and since my body ald aching from the 1st day.. so.. i still force my self to lift it up.. then after i need to put it down tat time&lt;br /&gt;i need to bend down then only can put the tray.and i fail to bend..cause is too heavy.. and almost fail.. so i sit on my knee. and heard tat.. 'klak klak' haha.. my kneww hurt..so.. today is my day off. but i can hardly walk.. i really dun think i can handle night shift. so i went and consult some other gal.. and they told me morning shift is actually much more easy.. cause u do not need to keep the plate(the most heavy thing) and even the silver ware also one people have one set only.. the silver ware is also very heavy.. then less glass and not like dinner have sald desert, appetiser and bla bla .. so i talk to the manager then he said sure but i ll schedeuler u start from nesxt next week.. so mean i still got to stayt in nite shift with fot 5 more days.. then i can go to day shift...&lt;br /&gt;hope the nite mare over soon.. and i met another taiwan guy call 'wang wei;something like this..&lt;br /&gt;he is a kitchen utility(also call dish washer)&lt;br /&gt;and he is more pathetic.. cause he also face a problem with the trainer and he have to worj from 5 pm to 1 am withouht break and can;t eat anything.. actualy i dun think i got to eat also.. and the kitchen is so hot and he can;t even talk.. so this doesn;t meet his objective of coming work and travel.. cause he wanna learn more english and met more western friend. as in u work inside kitchen u can hardly see anyone .. so he actually think of design.. cause the manager dun let him to change day shift and dun let him to change as cook helper.. so.. ern.. poor him..&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;hand pain and still type a lot.. haha.. i ll be alright guys.. just u guys ll see a popeye next time.. a slim body with a muscular hand.. lol..care care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-7989236208254861132?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7989236208254861132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>yesterday nite is my 1st day for traingin as a busser.. and since that is a 5 star dining room.. so eveyrthing must be really careful cannot mess up..&lt;br /&gt;and i really wondering y is those plate so heavy// i really having a difficulty by carrying it.. plus i think maybe my trainer have some prob/ she dun really teach me anything o i got to watch her andtry to learn and if she ask me to get soemthign// then i ll ask where.. since i really not familiar with it/ then she ll said at the back.. well this dinining rom have a really really big kitchen and have few parts./.. andshe expect me to know where is it then i look at her and said which part of back.. then she scream at me.. forget about it .. i ll get it myself.. i was like.. can u pls tell me where a.. i felt so stupid/ shit.. really hate man/ mark ask me to tranfer back to maswik.. but i dun feel like doing that.. dun want to go backward.. so maybe i ll think of working morning shift. cause morning shift is not too busy.. so tat mean not too much heavy thing to carry i think. but morning shift have more hours but less moneyy.. so i also not sure what i want to do...i can;t carry a 60 pounds tray on one hand .. it is really killing me..&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. plus yesterday since the class is cancel and before i left.. i ask the F and B assistant about today class. and she said today has a classs.&lt;br /&gt;so i went this morning.. then i met anotehr guy which is same with me waiting for the class.. then i saw the assistant gal. then she come to me and said.. i think they give u wrong information.. cause there is no class todau. so/// i seriously..&lt;br /&gt;my 1st thing in my min is i wanna scold.ffffffffffffffffffffffff&lt;br /&gt;i realy cannot stand de..&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;shit ;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-4835537716687910266?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-6409300584458835430</id><published>2007-06-25T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T23:41:45.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zha dao</title><content type='html'>omg... really mad mad now.. that day during the orientation. xanterra(my company) have geven all of us one sheet of paper. inside stated the classes time and location.. and it wrote there there ll be one class on monday 8-1.30pm.. and it is today.. so.. i wake up so damn early and go for the class and wait there.. then i was wondering how come there is no one here one? then i wait wait wait..&lt;br /&gt;then till 8 still no people.. so i from kacina room ran to human resources which is ab out 10 minutes away walking.. then the people ask me go to F and B department and ask.. then i have to ran back to kacina room tat side and go another 5 minutes..&lt;br /&gt;so basically i just run here and there..&lt;br /&gt;then the F and B people told me tat.. we do not have any classes today..&lt;br /&gt;i was like so deng..... is stated in the paper..&lt;br /&gt;omg..&lt;br /&gt;really..&lt;br /&gt;zha dao.. now wanna go back sleep de..&lt;br /&gt;stupid class..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;o ya.. Pf if u see this can u pls give me ur blog add again?&lt;br /&gt; i have lost it&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-6409300584458835430?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/6409300584458835430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=6409300584458835430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/6409300584458835430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/6409300584458835430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/06/zha-dao.html' title='zha dao'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-1082795449710266094</id><published>2007-06-23T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T10:14:07.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad life have just began</title><content type='html'>wel.. today went for the orientation and everything.. omg.. now only i realise tat work at maswik is so much easier and flexi.. ET is so much touble some so many thing to care about.. omg...then... the most sad day is coming thurs.. cause i have to go for one orieation from 8 to 1,30.. and start work from 4 to 11.30&lt;br /&gt;wat a sad life? tell me.. anyway.. today went for the orientaion.. i almost fall sleep.. cause is the same thing.. and boring thing.. so.. haiz.. u know la..i need to sleep a lot one. plus today get up early.. haiz. so.. keep yawning inside..haha..then in between,got 1 and half hour break.and since if i want to go back to where i stay(maswik cabin) althgouht there is a bus to sent me right in front. but when i come back tat time i need to walk... then so sunny... haiz.. so i decide to go to the rim there.. then i found a spot under the tree which is shaded.. and i just sit.. althgouht it is just beside the road.. and sat for an hour. lol..  this few days cough till very'cham;then when in the mornign i went in E cafe and order my breakfast.. i just able to finish half of the toast and 2 egg.. and throw anotheer 1 and half toast, and those potato away..&lt;br /&gt;then afternoon.. i just able to finish the chicken.. then.. all the vege have to throw away.. and the bread also.. acutally is very nice.. but i keep cough when i am eating till all my appetite gone.. so.. haiz.. i dunno.. like very waste food.plus my stomach is actually hungry.. so just now cannot stand de.. go to general store and buy the cough medicine&lt;br /&gt;omg.. 7 bucks..so sad man.&lt;br /&gt;and ling ling.. i met john slay le.. for those who dunno who it is, he used to be in HL list no 7 lover. haha he still look the same and can recognise me.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;haiz.but i am glad tat there is few ppl tat work with me at maswik last year came back again, so at least got some OLD fren..ern.. forgot wat i want to say de.. o ya HL, ethan said tat day he saw me and he recognise me.. but he just dun want suddenly come to me and give me a big hug. he think it is strange in the cashier area.. so..&lt;br /&gt;today when i am at the strawberry tat side. he called my name damn loud.. and give a big hug..&lt;br /&gt;and u know wat? i met micheal hunter too..&lt;br /&gt;and he told me this is a busy week. but he said he ll cook for me once he is free.. cook my favourite.. i think ur saliva is coming out ya&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ya. he is going to cook lobster for me... yoyoyoyoy... lololol.&lt;br /&gt;want i take some pic for u and show u???&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. i am tired&lt;br /&gt;stop here la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-1082795449710266094?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/1082795449710266094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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...</title><content type='html'>finallly, today i get myself up before 5 pm US time.. so i can go human resources and check in. and ..after i check in.. then only i know.. oMG&gt;. i got to start my orientation on fri.. my paper work state that i start work on 25 june. but i remmeber last year.. the start work date is the date for orientaion.. how come this year is so fast.. luckily i come earlier..but i ald got plan on sun.. plan to go down flagstaff and get some lotion and someting.. haiz. hope i dun have any classes o training on sun.. please...&lt;br /&gt; and... i got acccomation at maswik cabin 106.. need to share with antoher 2 roomate.. and so far i haven;t met them yet. cause by the time i went, none of them are at home, and my BED is like mess.. full with cloth, alarm and bla bla, then the housing ladies help me to clean my bed. and it is really small.. seriously.. and no fan.. omg.. and the window is spoiled .. ok not to say spoiled but just cannot lock so have to use a wood stick to block it. &lt;br /&gt;haiz... still prefer trialer village .. last year have so much fun.. in my small little shoe box trailer.. haiz too bad this year someone dun want to come with me.. haiz..and... i am sick .... sore throat. flu and bloody nose.. damn. thouht i was used to it last year. so this year ll be much better,, who knows.. my skin is dry like hell.. haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;hope can recovered from cough and flu.. if not it is bad for me to work at F &amp; B..(food and beverage)&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-4446211150602455189?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4446211150602455189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>finaly i reach us grand canyon de.. this whole trip take me like 36 hours.. so tiring man.well. this year i am taking MAs airline and i last year i taking sporeairlines.. so automaticall i ll compare mas with spore airlines. well at the 1st meal, i choose chicken,, wow.. by tat time i reall think tat i dind;t choose wrong this year man. cuase the meal is so nice. so i am happy.but then after i sit it for longer. then i realise o shit wat is this the meal become so bad .. not nice at all. then so stingy.. u know there dun even provide tooth brush, shaver,socks and any other thing for a 18 hours flight. even the peanut also give u one only.. omg.. luckily i bring my own toothhbrush.but i forgot to bring sock.. haiz so sad.. alrigh. then althgouht the 2nd meal is not good but at least it is a meal.with al the desert.. then goto the 3rd meal i wan to die de..&lt;br /&gt;u know what they serve?they serve maggi vegearian cup noodles.. omg.. i almost faint.. i was thiking wah.. u want cut cost also not like this way right? and i seriously found the flight attendance is nt as good as spore airlines too.. spore one more polite and more cheerful. but mas one. ern. haiz. plus the spore one at least got some leng zai light attendance. haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;alright.. then after i safely reach US, then is queing to pass up the immigrand form. then thereis one taiwan guard paa by and ask me how r u in chinse. then i answer fine in chinese too. then he walked by, and come back to me again and speack some alien language.. and i dunno answer.. then he said in chinese. u r not korean? then said of course , then he said O. i thgouht u r korean cause u r tall(i think actialy he want to say cause my eye small, and i dun remmeber korean is tall.alright, then he speack in hokkien and are u taiwanese, sit air china? then i reply in hokkien said i am not taiwan, and i sit mas.. then. he like so surprise, and said, wat, u malaysian also sit chinese so well? thanks..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha, not sure wat the thanks for.. lol&lt;br /&gt;then i got 4 more hours to wait for my transit flight.cause my transit flight have 2 , one is from LA to phonenix then one is from phoenix to flagstaff.then the flight from la have delay bout one hour. and i almost miss the flight, just lucky tat i have 10 minutes more, if not, i got to sleep on airport for one more day,, haiz, a lot of ppl in my flight have miss their flight,,&lt;br /&gt;then i am so surprise tat i can;t sleep last nite. i thought i am super tired, but maybe csue of jet lag, i stay up till this mornign 8 and sleep till 5,, haha,, still and tat mean i also dun eat anything since the last meal on flight.. and so mean, i dind;t eat for 27 houRS? WAHAHA and i get gastrick just now.. and now better de. waahaha.. erm.. tat it for today.. take care guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-3764662800561641867?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3764662800561641867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=3764662800561641867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/3764662800561641867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/3764662800561641867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/06/us-trip-by-myself.html' title='us trip by myself'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-6272646923467557764</id><published>2007-06-15T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:49:41.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sob sob</title><content type='html'>been crying from 1pm just now.i just get back to segamat. and i found out tat my uncle, who is healthy all the while,and still playing with me 3 weeks ago have  passed away on monday nite. and no one inform me.cause they scare that i ll not go for exam o cannot do well in exam if i know this. so everyone attend.. all the cousin, aunt uncle. i can;t even see his last face.can;t even attned the funeral. i was too shock and can;t accept this truth. i dun wnat to cry. but just water can;t stop. he is my beloved uncle, the nicest uncle and kindest among all. and a very nice person.and i can;t imagin tat when he is stroke, coma and have pass away de. and i still enjoy myself so much in kl. some more go yum cha and watch movie. i really feel bad..i miss him.. but. i wish he can live happily even in heaven.. i am sure he will.. uncle.. i love u and i will miss u de..hope u will'an xin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-6272646923467557764?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/6272646923467557764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=6272646923467557764&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 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to sleep yet.. one is i still lazy to pack my stuff&lt;br /&gt;2nd is try to recall back did i left out anything in here which i need it a lot?&lt;br /&gt;haiz..o ya. i have got back my IC de.. finally.. wahaha. after i lost ir for like 10 hours. then just now went and collect it and go out yum cha with ade, SL, hl,MY. and ade belanja it.. thanks ade.know she hardly read this.. ern. &lt;br /&gt; then actially i broguht my camera cause wanna take pic. but then. unfortunately, when i ask ade take the 3 lings photo tat time, my battery depleted. cannot take anymore..&lt;br /&gt;damn it. and i forgot to bring my otehr battery out,. so damn sad. haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;just now look at my mirror, then i was like, heh? since when my house got one panda de? then close the eye see clearly, omg,. it is me.. it is too terrible about the dark circle. think it ll get worst few dyas after.. after taking the flight then jet lag. haiz. realy cannot stand de.. really feel like sleeping.. haiz.. ll continue my blog when i reach us.. see u guys ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-9173154170129717156?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/9173154170129717156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=9173154170129717156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/9173154170129717156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/9173154170129717156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/06/tired-sleepy.html' title='tired ++ sleepy'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-1502190785332320343</id><published>2007-06-14T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T19:50:51.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat 's next?</title><content type='html'>i thought i ll be super duper excited if i finish the exam. but how come it is not my current feel one? i dun feel happy, and really LAZY. i am lazy to pack thing(althgouht i got to go back segamat tomorrow morning, and have to get it done by tonight).then lazy to back up my com. cause it is going to reformat. can;t sleep although i am tired.. haiz.. help me.. haiz.. otehr than tv and game, there is nothing can attrack me de. haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6605846663159098527.post-267208983238491262</id><published>2007-06-14T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:20:15.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finished.... freedom...</title><content type='html'>i am finished my paper de... yeah..my last degree paper. and from, now i am not a student anymore... ern.. sound sad right. ern. haiz. byt the way.&lt;br /&gt;before wanna anything just wanna tell u guys some of my embarrases thing, since i know even if i dun tell, the ah o sl o hl also ll tell.. &lt;br /&gt;1st of all. today is only 3 ppl taking the exam. so.. the class is only 3 of us and another 2 ppl and guard us. then.. and cause i wanna take a supplementary booklet as a memory.. so.. i ask for one more and try to hide the booklet under my doket(cause all booklet is not allow to bing out of the exam hall)then as usual my ic is on top of the docket, then my booklet is on the bottom.. and..&lt;br /&gt;cause.. i scare the people ll see tat i hiding, and just nice the table tat we sit have a locker. so i put the the booklet, docket, and my ic down. and.. surprisingly, hl came out earlier.. and of course i want to come out with her. since i been waiting for her. so.. i am in rush. and just take the docket.. and booklet and go away. then AH come to exam hall and fetch us and i need to go central to change my air ticket. and so.. when i am waiting in line, hl get a call. and is from guan liong. and he told him tat my ic was with him.. then only i realise tat.. omg. i didn;t take my ic.. so later i still have to wait for him to get out from time square and i going to take from him. haiz. very xiao shui. &lt;br /&gt;and finished exam de.. we went mid valley just now.. watch fanstactic 4.. nice nice,, and before tat we have lunch with dennis, ah,hl,sl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RnEHO896fUI/AAAAAAAAAco/63Wo-cgDHxA/s1600-h/IMGP1668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RnEHO896fUI/AAAAAAAAAco/63Wo-cgDHxA/s320/IMGP1668.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075846208488635714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. half of steph head get block. for those who forgot her, here is her pic with sl.. this is right in the middle of cinema. after the check in place. where all the ppl ll pass by. the sl saw this and say. i wanna take the pic with simpson.. i want i want.. so.. wat to do.. only let her take la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RnEIJ896fVI/AAAAAAAAAcw/xpWBFSRflGU/s1600-h/IMGP1670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" 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than me but then end exam so fast. i felt it all the while but today is the strongest.. cause today there  is 153 people in the exam hall 143  people is taking family law. then 20 of us is FME. then everyone keep mention bout this is their last paper.. omg.. i really felt sad man.. and tomorrow is the last day, and in the whole malaysia. there are only 3 sad person who still have exam. which is me, hl and another guy.. so pathetic life, haiz. sob sob..sleepy.. zzZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-5080423454504744096?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5080423454504744096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=5080423454504744096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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type='html'>剛和朋友聊到關於朋友問題。突然覺得朋友就象是盆栽。如果你想要他茁壯成長﹐健健康康﹐那麼你一定要適時的關懷它﹐澆花﹐施肥。而施肥澆水的時間則會因不同的花而改變。如果你種的是仙人掌﹐那麼就不會想種胡菊花那麼費心思。因為仙人掌非常的強壯﹐適應能力又很強。雖然他的外表可能不那麼吸引人但是他卻會很堅強的活下去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. since pooi funn is complaining she can;t read my chinese blog. but sometimes i really wanna write in chinese cause i think i ll interpret wat i think better. so now let me do some translation bout this. the word might not be pretty, but the meaning is roughly there la.&lt;br /&gt;This is just something bout friendship. i just think tat friendship( and maybe all the relationship) is like plant. if u want it to be healthy and growing, then u must spent sometimes on it. either give them some water, some 'fat' and cut the leave and so on.and how much time u going to spent on the plant to make it healthy, it also all depend on wat kind of plant. some plant u don;t need to take care it so often.. just like cactus. but someplants like orchid u need to spent a lot of time there. althgouht maybe the cactus is not that attractive in some way, but he can adapt and survive in every environemnt.. &lt;br /&gt;p/s usually those i write in chinese is nothing much,. just something tat i feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-2190186147193691799?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2190186147193691799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=2190186147193691799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/2190186147193691799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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it had fallen off.&lt;br /&gt;"You look hot, my son," said the cleric. "why don't you rest a moment, and I'll give you a hand."&lt;br /&gt;"No thanks," said the young man.&lt;br /&gt;"My father wouldn't like it."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be silly," the minister said.&lt;br /&gt;"Everyone is entitled to a break. Come and have a drink of water."&lt;br /&gt;Again the young man protested that his father would be upset. Losing his patience, the clergyman said, "Your father must be a real slave driver. Tell me where I can find him and I'll give him a piece of my mind!"&lt;br /&gt;"Well," replied the young farmer, "he's under the load of hay." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS THE OCCUPATION?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A grade school teacher was asking students what their parents did for a living. "Tim, you be first," she said. "What does your mother do all day?"&lt;br /&gt;Tim stood up and proudly said, "She's a doctor."&lt;br /&gt;"That's wonderful. How about you, Amie?"&lt;br /&gt;Amie shyly stood up, scuffed her feet and said, "My father is a mailman."&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you, Amie," said the teacher. "What about your father, Billy?"&lt;br /&gt;Billy proudly stood up and announced, "My daddy murders people, steals from them, and drinks."&lt;br /&gt;The teacher was aghast and promptly changed the subject to geography. Later that day she went to Billy's house and rang the bell. Billy's father answered the door. The teacher explained what his son had said and asked if there might be some logical explanation.&lt;br /&gt;Billy's father said, "I'm actually an attorney. But how can I explain a thing like that to a seven-year-old?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A STUDENT ASK FOR EXTRA MONEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student called up his Mom one evening from his college and asked her for some money, because he was broke.&lt;br /&gt;His Mother said, "Sure, sweetie. I will send you some money. You also left your economics book here when you visited two weeks ago. Do you want me to send that up too?"&lt;br /&gt;"Uhh, oh yeah, O.K." responded the kid.&lt;br /&gt;So his Mom wrapped the book along with the checks up in a package, kissed Dad goodbye, and went to the post office to mail the money and the book. When she gets back, Dad asked, "Well how much did you give the boy this time?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I wrote two checks, one for $20, and the other for $1,000."&lt;br /&gt;"That's $1020!!!" yelled Dad, "Are you going crazy???"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry hon," Mom said, kissed Dad on the on top of his bald head, "I taped the $20 check to the cover of his book, but I put the $1,000 one somewhere between the pages in chapter 15!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW FAMILY DRIVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin had just received his brand new drivers license. The family troops out to the driveway, and climbs in the car, where he is going to take them for a ride for the first time. Dad immediately heads for the back seat, directly behind the newly minted driver. &lt;br /&gt;"I'll bet you're back there to get a change of scenery after all those months of sitting in the front passenger seat teaching me how to drive," says the beaming boy to his father. &lt;br /&gt;"Nope," comes dad's reply, "I'm gonna sit here and kick the back of your seat as you drive, just like you've been doing to me all these years." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED SOME MONEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Father,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$chool i$ really great. I am making lot$ of friend$ and $tudying very hard. With all my $tuff, I $imply ?an't think of anything I need, $o if you would like, you can ju$t $end me a card, a$ I would love to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your $on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After receiving his son's letter, the father immediately replies by sending a letter back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Son, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kNOw that astroNOmy, ecoNOmics, and oceaNOgraphy are eNOugh to keep even an hoNOr student busy. Do NOt forget that the pursuit of kNOwledge is a NOble task, and you can never study eNOugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WRITTING A LETTER TO SON&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One student fell into a cycle of classes, studying, working and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't realize how long he had neglected writing home until he received the following note:&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Son, Your mother and I enjoyed your last letter. Of course, we were much younger then, and more impressionable. Love, Dad."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-1446085243806972800?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/1446085243806972800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=1446085243806972800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/1446085243806972800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/1446085243806972800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/06/fathers-day-joke.html' title='fathers day joke'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-6696042150258290270</id><published>2007-06-11T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T14:03:05.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>敏感與在乎</title><content type='html'>話說從前有兩對情侶﹐女朋友很會吃醋﹐不讓她的男朋友和別的女生太接近﹐他的男朋友認為他太過敏感﹐而和他分手了。從這次教訓呢﹐她改變了。她決定選擇完全相信她的男朋友﹐從此不再過問。但是這位男朋友則認為她不夠愛他﹐也和她分手了。 &lt;br /&gt;這個故事告訴我﹐敏感與在乎好象只是一線之差﹐當你表現的不當時﹐旁人可能會誤解你的意思。所以似乎很難哪捏這之中的分寸。為何做人是這麼的為難呢﹖人與人之間的感情是那麼的奧妙和玄。有人一見如故﹐有的認識了好久﹐也不過是普通朋友。可是還是深信君子之交淡如水﹐小人之交甘如醴。&lt;br /&gt;好象也是時候該領悟和覺醒的時刻了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-6696042150258290270?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-6605846663159098527.post-776401109968079703</id><published>2007-06-08T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T18:09:48.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am going to fail</title><content type='html'>damn.. really think tat i am going to fail man..the stupid monetary.. dun even know wat the hell it talking about.. even read the study guide also cannot attempt past year.. damn it.. some more all the while thought last time have tuition bout this subject, so it ll be better than industrial.. who know we find th TUTOR.. who doesn;t help us in this subject at all. but then demotivated me to study this.. damn.. now even think of his face also feel liek vomiting man.. ern.. curious bout y i talk tat bout him&gt;? this is a super long long story.. but he is the most not punctual and most not responsible teacher that i ever met.. i think i consider lucky.. if i were hl, i ll really go crazy man..cause she have to deal with him all the time.. need to fetch him everytime.. some more need to fetch his son, where he dun even know where his son's school. and make hl have a day tour in taman tun. and after 1 hours plus only he figure out where the school is.. and.. some more when hl ald outside his school waiting to fetch him tat time, only he tell : ern.. i not yet free.. o u come in 1st.. and just tell the guard tat u wanna come to look for lecturer la. they ll let u in de.. and .. hl was spend a lot of time there deal with the guard, then try to find parking, then anyway..end up.. class cancel.. haiz.. all this is long long story de. but todayw hen i look at monetary tat time.. suddenly recall. then. this is how this goes... damn.. haiz..hope i didn;t fail any other 3 subject.. so i can afford to fail this subject..*pray pray*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6605846663159098527.post-5999257530547994637</id><published>2007-06-07T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T13:34:56.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is Y....</title><content type='html'>well.. dada. let me explain y i am so fast over him. wahaha. cause i am very fast to like him also.. cause the 7pm 8tv show.. i never watch it till few days ago, the series tat i watching is advertisement. then i simply change channel. then dunno y change to 8tv and saw him.. with his sport shirt. which is sleeveless, it show tat his arm is kind of big and in nice shape. and then i like him..then i start watching youtube for all his show, series..and.. cause yesterday wanna hunt for the best photo to post .. and accidentally i saw this pic.. and it doens;t make me feel comfotable.. dunno y.. wahaha.. so.. is over.. but anyway.. he is still a good guy.. he still know how to cook(hl love him the most), then stil treat his fans very good.. and bla bla bla.. just.. wahaha.. i am over him de. wahaha.. so it come very fast and go very fast..&lt;br /&gt;here is the pic tat i mention...is it him? cause i wasn;t so sure.. just it loko very very different to me.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RmeYFc96fRI/AAAAAAAAAcM/NMIv0Mwjd44/s1600-h/scarry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RmeYFc96fRI/AAAAAAAAAcM/NMIv0Mwjd44/s320/scarry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073190724698799378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-5999257530547994637?l=pingleng.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-6605846663159098527.post-9148699506467833232</id><published>2007-06-06T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T21:21:41.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/Rma0qc96fOI/AAAAAAAAAb0/DpmImLfciRQ/s1600-h/images1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/Rma0qc96fOI/AAAAAAAAAb0/DpmImLfciRQ/s320/images1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072940671702826210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RmaoIs96fNI/AAAAAAAAAbs/uKGwPB9W70s/s1600-h/wz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RmaoIs96fNI/AAAAAAAAAbs/uKGwPB9W70s/s320/wz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072926897742707922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RmamXM96fLI/AAAAAAAAAbc/531o_oBO2v8/s1600-h/wu+zhun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RmamXM96fLI/AAAAAAAAAbc/531o_oBO2v8/s320/wu+zhun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072924947827555506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RmamXM96fMI/AAAAAAAAAbk/lzNAF5sLbIE/s1600-h/wuzhun+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/RmamXM96fMI/AAAAAAAAAbk/lzNAF5sLbIE/s320/wuzhun+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072924947827555522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have 1 week time.. one more week only i can get out from this stupid exam..... dunno y but just feel depress.. cause when i see my friends.... those who exam started bout half a month later, then now exam finsih half a months earlier.then planning bout vocation... i feel so sad.. feel like crying.. y i have to go thru this super long thing.. haiz.. so i try to go online and search for something which can make me happy.. and.... yes i did.. i found one guy super handsome.. he is from brunei.. and his face is so pretty but his body is super fit.. cause he is the couch of a gym center.. and so.. me and HL is crazy bout him.. no matter when we meet o in msn o sms, we ll keep talking bout him.. and.. this distracted me.. i can;t concentrate study.. haiz.. feel so bad now. but cant help myself to watch his show from you tube.. so all this is technology fault.. wahaha.. at 1st wanna post his pic here.. but since i dunno how to post. for those who curious how handsome is him,pls take the pic from hl o me.. wahaha.. haiz.. have to get back to reality.. face FME and MONETARY de.. die... haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops thanks MY, now i know how to post pic de.. thanks a..so everyone is he leng zai? hl saliva ald falling down to the floor de..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-9148699506467833232?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/9148699506467833232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=9148699506467833232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/9148699506467833232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/9148699506467833232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/06/haiz.html' title='HAIZ'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fWR3gniDnmk/Rma0qc96fOI/AAAAAAAAAb0/DpmImLfciRQ/s72-c/images1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-2589740945470795427</id><published>2007-06-02T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T09:39:06.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scarry story + logic lesson+funny story..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Shocking &amp; Nerve Wrecking....pls readMust read, very very scary !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rich businessman had a beautiful daughter, who fell in love with a guy who was a cleaner. When the girl's father came to know about their love, he did not like it at all, and so began to protest about it.Now it happened that the two lovers decided to leave their homes for a happy future. The girl's father started searching for the two lovers but could not find them.At last, he accepted their love and asked them to come back home in a local newspaper. Her father said "If you both come back I will allow you to marry the guy you love, I accept that you loved each other truly".So in this way, their love won and they returned homes.&lt;br /&gt;The couple went to town to shop for the wedding dress. He was dressed in white shirt that day. While he was crossing the road to the other side to get some drinks for his fiancées, a car came and hit him and he died on the spot. The girl lost her senses. It was only after some times that she recovered from her shocked. The funeral and cementation was the very next day because he had died horribly.Two nights later, the girl's mother had a dream in which she saw an old lady. The old lady asked her mother to wash the blood stains of the guy from her daughter's dress as soon as possible. But her mother ignored the dream.The next night her father had the same dream, he also ignored it. Then when the girl had the same dream the next night, she woke up in fear and told her mother about the dream. Her mother asked her to wash the clothes which has blood stains immediately.She washed the stains but some remained. Next night she again had the same dream she again washed the stains but some still remained.Next night she again had the same dream and this time the old lady gave her a last warning to wash the blood stain, or else something terrible will happen. This time the girl tried her best to wash the stains, and the clothes nearly tore, but some stains still remained. She was very tired.In the late evening the same day while she was alone at home, someone knocked the door. When she opened the door she saw the same old lady of her dream standing at her door. She got very scared and fainted.The old lady woke her up..., and gave her an blue object, which shocked the girl. She asked "What is this..? "The old lady replied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Try Dynamo Liquid Soap... just a dab and it will remove all stubborn stains!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how you all are feeling now...I have been through this too. But don't look at me like that leh...I'm also hunting for the idiot who mailed this to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson in logic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.If your father is a poor man, it is your fate but, if yout father in law in a poor man, it's your    &lt;br /&gt;    stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I was born intelligent-education ruined me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. practice makes perfect, but nobody's perfect.. so... why practice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If it's true that we are here to help others, then what exactly are the other here for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. since light travels faster than sound, people appear bright until you hear them speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. how come 'abbreviated' is such a long word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. money is not everything. there's mastercard &amp; visa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.one should love animals. there are so tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. behind everyone successful man, there is a woman. and behind every unsuccessful man, there&lt;br /&gt;    are two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. every man should marry. after all, happiness is not the only thing in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. success is a relative term, it bring so many relatives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.never put off the work till tomorrow, what you can put off today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. your future depends on your dereams. so go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. there should be a better way to start a day. than waking up every morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. "hard work never killed anybody" but why take the risk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. god made relatives, thank god we can choose our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 the more you learned, the more you know. the more you know, the more you forget, the&lt;br /&gt;     more you forget, the less you know.. so.. why learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. a bus station is where a bus stops. a train station is where a train stops. on my desk, i have a work station what more can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Italian Who Went to New York&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Italian in New York&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day ima go to New York to a bigga hotel. I go down to eat soma breakfast. I tell the waitress I wanna two piss toast. She branga me only wona piss. I tell her I wanna two piss, she say go to the toilet, I say you no understand. I wanna two piss on my plate. She say you better not piss on the plate you sonna ma Bitch! I don't even know the lady and she calla me sonna Ma Bitch.Later, I go to eat soma lunch at Emma's Restaurant, the waitress bringa me a spoon ana knife, but no fock. I tella her I wanna fock. She tallsa me everybody wanna fock. I tella her, you no understand, I wanna fock on the table. She say you better not fock on the table, you sonna Ma Bitch. I don't even know the lady and she calla me sonna ma Bitch.So I go back to my room inna hotel, an there's no sheet on my bed. I calla the manager ana tell him I wanna sheet. He tells me to go to the toilet, So I say you no understand, I wanna sheet on the bed. He say you better not sheet on the bed, you sonna Ma Bitch. I don't even know the man ana he call me sonna Ma Bitch.I go to check out and the man at the desk, he say peace to you. I say piss onna you too, you sonna Ma Bitch.I go back to Italy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-2589740945470795427?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2589740945470795427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=2589740945470795427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/2589740945470795427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/2589740945470795427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/06/scarry-story-logic-lessonfunny-story.html' title='scarry story + logic lesson+funny story..'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-4902604627186294881</id><published>2007-05-25T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:25:34.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts from biology</title><content type='html'>well.. after jokes.. now we should go to some serious topic...&lt;br /&gt;BIOLOGY...&lt;br /&gt;here is some facts from biology(dun ask me why o how this thing works..i dunno..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months, and 6 days,  you would have produced enough sound energy to heat  up one cup of coffee. (wonder how they prove it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you fart consistently for 6 years and 9 months,  enough gas is produced to create the energy of an  atomic bomb. (maybe they accumulate it so that they can prove this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps  out of the body to squirt blood 30 feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A pig's orgasm lasts for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour. (for those who wanna keep fit, maybe u can try this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure. (Y pig is not inclided in this list?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On average, people fear spiders more then they do death.(but i ll step on the spider if i saw them on floor.lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crocodile cannot stick out its tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ant can lift 50 times its own weight, can pull 30  times its own weight, and always falls over on its  right side when intoxicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polar bears are left handed.(who cares wheather  it is right o left handed? it can still kill me with his right hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's  like a human jumping the length of a football field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cockroach will live 9 days without its head before it starves to death. (amazing, means we can never kill off all cockroach..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The male praying mantis cannot copulate while it's  head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex  by ripping the male's head off. (scarry.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Some lions mate over 50 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies taste with their feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elephants are the only animals that can't jump.(cause they are too fat.. wahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.(well, i know some people is like this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starfish don't have brains.(some people is like this too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, when someone annoys you, it takes 42 muscles in your face to  frown. BUT, it only takes 4 muscles to extend your arm and smack the fool upside the head. (so violence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. so, mich did u study bout all this???? lol..&lt;br /&gt;hope this ll not make ade more stress again....=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-4902604627186294881?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4902604627186294881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=4902604627186294881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/4902604627186294881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/4902604627186294881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/05/facts-from-biology.html' title='Facts from biology'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-231092224578141425</id><published>2007-05-22T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:29:37.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone need some jokes</title><content type='html'>since now is exam period, everyone is streesing. so i think should post up some joke. All the joke is i collect from email. hope it does cheer u up=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOKE 1. MADE in JAPAN&lt;br /&gt;A Japanese man was in a hurry to go to the KLIA airport, so he took a Proton taxi. The taxi driver took his sweet time driving within the speed limit but the Jap was getting impatient.&lt;br /&gt;The following is their conversation on the way to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;A Toyota Camry overtook t he taxi.....zoom....&lt;br /&gt;Jap: Look ..look ...Toyota!! ...very fast!!!.... made in Japan!Proton...no good.... made in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Driver: yah....&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes a Nissan overtook the taxi....zoom.&lt;br /&gt;Jap: look.... look.... Nissan!!!..... very good!! very fast! made in Japan!Proton.... no good.... made in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Driver: yah....yah...&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes a Honda overtook the taxi...zooom. !&lt;br /&gt;Jap: look.... look... Honda!!.... very GOOD!!....very fast!!....made in Japan! Proton...no good...made in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Driver: yah...yah...yah....!&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the airport,the Jap is about to pay the taxi driver.&lt;br /&gt;Jap: How much?&lt;br /&gt;Driver: RM150/-&lt;br /&gt;Jap: Oh... very expensive..... you overcharge ! !&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Noooo .... look .... look .... Sony meter!!....very good!!....very fast!.... Made in Japan!&lt;br /&gt;is this cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is all the small small joke... have fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man tell MP: My son a drug addict, my daughter a prostitute, my wife a gambler.&lt;br /&gt;MP: Isn't there anything positive in your family?&lt;br /&gt;Man: Yes, I am HIV positive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singh who is a gangster: SamSingh&lt;br /&gt;Singh who is lost: MisSingh&lt;br /&gt;Singh who is noisy: BisSingh&lt;br /&gt;Singh who has three balls: AMAZING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naked girl board taxi. Driver stared.&lt;br /&gt;Girl scold, never see naked girl, ah?&lt;br /&gt;Driver reply, see before but wondering where you keep your money to pay taxi fare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, DUREX complained to KOTEX: "Everytime you work, I gotta 7 days off!"&lt;br /&gt;KOTEX retorted: "Whenever u make mistake during work, I gotta take 9 months leave".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three fastest means of communication:&lt;br /&gt;1 Telephone&lt;br /&gt;2 Television&lt;br /&gt;3 Tell-a-woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Some joke from my friend who wrote in chat box, but i ll copy all down here so for u guys easy to read it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st is mich 's joke:&lt;br /&gt;one day, there was 3 vampire sitting on a tree. then they decided to have a competition againts each other. so the first vampire flew off and went to a house. after 10mins, he came back and his mouth was full of blood and he said " see that house, i ' kau tim ' already.&lt;br /&gt;then the second vampire flew off, 5 mins later he came back, his whole face was covered with blood, and he said " see that village? i ' kau tim ' already.&lt;br /&gt;then the 3rd vampire flew off, 5 seconds later he came back. his whole body was covered with blood and he said " see that wall? i didn't see it "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd is hl 's joke&lt;br /&gt;what a green pea become if he jump down from 18 floors building?&lt;br /&gt;the answer is....RED pea...cause he is bleeding...&lt;br /&gt;after the green pea injured n bleeding n turn to red pea..his injured part HUA NONG(c i told u i duno wat is in english) then become yellow pea...&lt;br /&gt;after hua nong then the part turn to scar(should be correct) then become black pea...&lt;br /&gt;*p/s.. for those who dunno wat is hua nong. it means PUS o fester. mean it get infection..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, another joke from hl..(dirty but funny)&lt;br /&gt;em...there are 3 men go for a jungle treking, we cal them A,B,C la..then very de unfortunately they met those SHI REN ZHU.(those puak puak that eat human one la).then the DAI LOU of the puak say...if 3 of u add up longer then 20 cm then i will release u guys(i hope u guys know wat i mean)...then ok la..A got 8 cm B got 9 cm then c got 3cm...then total 20cm lo.then the dai lou set them free la...then le...on the way back, C suddenly say..."huh, luckily i steam just now..if not we all kena makan di."....-.-'&lt;br /&gt;*p/s.. for those who dun get wat is steam. means the c guys get turns on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jokes added by bin bin..&lt;br /&gt;1) got 1 gal bought 5 bananas,she ate 3 then left 2..so she hold 1 in hand n put 1 in the back pocket..she got up the bus n scared the banana will drop so she keep putting her hand behind to make sure, the banana didbt drop out..when the bus reach the bus stop,got 1 guy wanna get down the bus..then he tap the gal at the shoulder n said 'hey miss,can u let go ur hand?i wanna go down now'&lt;br /&gt;2)2 prisoners chatting n A ask B,A:are u married? B:yeap..twice n both died. A:how? B:1st 1 bcoz she ate poisonous mushroom. A:the the 2nd 1? B:her skull cracked. A:oh dear wat happened?B:bcoz she refused to eat poisonous mushroom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May yee 's joke&lt;br /&gt; A woman accompanied her husband to the doctor's office. After the check-up, the doctor took the wife aside and said, "If you don't do the following, your husband will surely die":&lt;br /&gt; 1.Each morning, fix him a healthy breakfast and send him off to work in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;2.At lunch time, make him a warm, nutritious meal.&lt;br /&gt;3.For dinner, fix an especially nice meal, and don't burden him with household chores.&lt;br /&gt;4.Have sex with him several times a week and satisfy his every him.&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, the husband asked his wife what the doctor had told her. "You're going to die," she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pl's joke&lt;br /&gt;one day a green apple saw a red apple then.. he is so curious and go ask the red apple.. do u like me? then red apple ask why? then the green apple said. cause everytime u saw me u ll be blushing.=.=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for the joke.. would u like to do some math? here is a MATH question for math genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mum is 21 years older than the child. In 6 years from now the mum will be 5 times as old as the child..so how old is the BAby now?&lt;br /&gt;try 1st, before u check the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solution : The mum is 21 years older than the child.&lt;br /&gt;M = C + 21&lt;br /&gt;In 6 years from now the mum will be 5 times as old as the child.&lt;br /&gt;M + 6 = (C + 6) x 5&lt;br /&gt;Hence,&lt;br /&gt;C + 21 + 6 = (C + 6) x 5&lt;br /&gt;C + 27 = 5C + 30&lt;br /&gt;-3 = 4C&lt;br /&gt;C = -3/4&lt;br /&gt;The child is -3/4 years old, it'll be born in 9 &gt; months.&lt;br /&gt;because.. Right now, the father is on top of the mother.&lt;br /&gt;haha it is a bit dirty.. i am sorry....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-231092224578141425?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/231092224578141425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=231092224578141425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/231092224578141425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/231092224578141425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/05/everyone-need-some-jokes.html' title='everyone need some jokes'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-4239620931740219829</id><published>2007-05-18T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:51:49.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no life ppl (pl,MY and CW)</title><content type='html'>well this is a blog about pee pee and poo poo..this is created by our FC ,MR khoo chung wei, and Miss lau may yee.&lt;br /&gt;CW:dun pee... it is unhealthy for u.. n for me... n for everyone else... so dun pee...&lt;br /&gt;MY:lol.. you stole that theory from me... peeing is unhealthy&lt;br /&gt;PL:i am lost wat peeing is unhealthy&lt;br /&gt;MY.:cw said:i used to pee on my trees. they grew very fast.&lt;br /&gt;MY: if we pee on trees does it save them???&lt;br /&gt;PL:now i know wat its mean. it mean pee is unhealthy for tree. but not for the ppl who pass pee&lt;br /&gt;MY:no, actually the original theory that we came up with is peeing is unhealthy for humans.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;CW:drinking ur pee is healthy... can make u clever&lt;br /&gt;MY:wei wei, is that how you became an FC?????????????&lt;br /&gt;PL:ern actually in china there have a lot of ppl drinking pee one they said can make it heathy. and usually they ll get from those little boy(must be virgin) then it ll make them live longer and healthy&lt;br /&gt;CW:see MY... peeing is healthy&lt;br /&gt;MY: thats not what PL said.. she said DRINKING pee is healthy&lt;br /&gt;CW: i wonder is poo-pooing is healthy...&lt;br /&gt;PL: cw what happened to u&gt; u must touch all this topic today is it?&lt;br /&gt;MY:here we go again... so when ppl ask you to "eat shit la!" what does that mean??&lt;br /&gt;CW:maybe the person had a good intention... wants us to be healthy&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------END-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;for those who would like to know bout shit, pls refer to this website...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/shit"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/shit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/urine"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/urine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my good fren KCW has brought up a topic tat concern us.&lt;br /&gt;for those frens who are eating while reading this blog, i am truly appologize. really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;added by out tutor Miss mich Oh .. (pls clap clap for her)&lt;br /&gt;mich:micturate is pee pee... and deficate is poo poo.micturation happens when ur nephrons in ur kidney filters your blood and ur kidney will try to excrete toxic, ammonia, h+ and other unwanted stuff.bt this does not mean everything that is filtered into ur kidney is excrete as urine, 99% of water is reabsorb and more then 98% os sodium is reabsorb. not to forget about 90% of pottasium is also.reabsorb into the blood so that ur body can function properly. thus, ur body has enough items to maintain healthy. so no need to drink ur urine which is mostly toxic, though they r other items.defecation happens when ur body cannot digest stuff like fiber. so, from the small intestine the chyme( food once it enters ur GI system ) enters the large intestine.and then it comes out as feaces!! =)summary of defecation and micturation!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-4239620931740219829?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4239620931740219829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=4239620931740219829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/4239620931740219829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/4239620931740219829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-life-ppl-plmy-and-cw.html' title='no life ppl (pl,MY and CW)'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-4639710806022100167</id><published>2007-05-18T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T09:27:29.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crapping</title><content type='html'>well. not sure if u guys realise this. If for those who goes online often especially msn, did u realise tat, most of ur friends from uol, no matter whether they are online o not? they will only put away, busy, or appear offline. they will never put online. but when u talk to them, they will reply very soon. y does this happen? anyone has any answer? and today..when I(busy mode), chungwei(away mode),may yee(away mode) talked in msn, may yee told us tat her car is spoiled. something happened to the radiator.and CW and i suspected tat she didn;t check the water , and she replied:car is for driving,pay so much money, it should have take care of itslef.' (for those who are not really close with MY, i will explain here, she is someone who ll drive the car, but won't check the tyres' air pressure, then won't check the water and oil and everything else. wat she will do is pump gas and drive). so,i think the people now should go create some car which ll take care of itself so that may yee can drive it safely..bless bless....(*pray pray*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-4639710806022100167?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4639710806022100167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=4639710806022100167&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/4639710806022100167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/4639710806022100167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/05/crapping_18.html' title='crapping'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605846663159098527.post-8106363642918850121</id><published>2007-05-17T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:33:17.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 1st blog</title><content type='html'>1st of all.. i would like to thanks to miss lau may yee.. cause she is the one who guide me from time to time when i am creating this blog.She almost get a heart attack and want to 'pok kai' during the guiding process, cause of my stupidness. So. i have spent about 2 hours to create this thing including upload some of the photo and chat box ...Well i have nothing to write at this momment. so i will go study 1st.. and good luck for all UOL friends.gambate. All the bEst ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6605846663159098527-8106363642918850121?l=pingleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8106363642918850121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6605846663159098527&amp;postID=8106363642918850121&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8106363642918850121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6605846663159098527/posts/default/8106363642918850121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pingleng.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-1st-blog_17.html' title='my 1st blog'/><author><name>ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
