<?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-29105318</id><updated>2011-07-29T08:11:03.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^^ F@TE TWISTERS ^^</title><subtitle type='html'>~Somewhere Out There, Over the Rainbow~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-6798427806605577586</id><published>2010-02-15T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T10:22:05.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The true meaning behind Valentine's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The origin goes back to as early as 270 A.D and started with the clash between a kindly priest and a mighty ruler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The modern celebrations are said to have been derived from both the ancient Christian and Roman tradition.( http://www.theholidayspot.com/valentine/history_of_valentine.htm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the roses, chocolates and historical ties to a pagan fertility festival, the real meaning of Valentine's Day found- It's the true love that compelled a young Christian to give up his life rather than stop sharing his faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the godly example of Valentine's unconditional love for Christ. On this day, remember that you are loved. God loves you and wants you to be His valentine. The love that God gives us is not like the world's love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-6798427806605577586?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/6798427806605577586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=6798427806605577586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6798427806605577586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6798427806605577586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2010/02/true-meaning-behind-valentines-origin.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-8213593203690495997</id><published>2010-01-29T07:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T07:54:13.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How Beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;We stand in awe, amazed at God's creation. How beautiful is the world, the work of God but most importantly, how beautiful is the body of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green pastures and still waters in Psalms 23 painted and idyllic scene, but there is more to that as it speaks of our communion with God whereby He restores our souls and leads us in His paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to set aside time, to read God's word and pray, and listen for the Spirit's voice to guide us in His Ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing, honour, glory, power to creation's King.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-8213593203690495997?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/8213593203690495997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=8213593203690495997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/8213593203690495997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/8213593203690495997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-1552930381961923171</id><published>2010-01-22T09:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:31:33.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Jesus calls us from the comfortable to the uncomfortable; the familiar, to the unfamiliar. Have you heard the call of Jesus?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus calls us to follow Him. He brought His disciples on a great adventure. The begining of an adventure is to step into the unfamiliar from a place of familiarity.&lt;br /&gt;Next, Jesus commanded:'Watch me!' The healings and miracles that He carried out throughout His ministry. Open your eyes to something new and inspirational. We watch God at work, witnessing His projects carried out around us. Be inspired, and be a part of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed by God and pray for restoration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-1552930381961923171?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/1552930381961923171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=1552930381961923171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1552930381961923171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1552930381961923171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2010/01/jesus-calls-us-from-comfortable-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-6177881374708042960</id><published>2009-12-30T08:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T08:27:02.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even if you feel far from God today,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; you are highly valued by Him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; He’s searching for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; — David C. McCasland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-6177881374708042960?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/6177881374708042960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=6177881374708042960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6177881374708042960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6177881374708042960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2009/12/even-if-you-feel-far-from-god-today-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-5128524439174573009</id><published>2009-12-21T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:04:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;             HTML{height:100%;cursor:text;} BODY{padding:3px;border:0px;margin:0px;} .PlainText,.HTML{font-family:'Lucida Console' !important; font-size: 80%;} P{margin:0em !important;padding:0em !important;} BLOCKQUOTE,UL,OL{margin-top:0em !important;margin-bottom: 0em !important;padding-top:0em !important;padding-bottom:0em !important;} *{text-indent:0in !important;} SPAN.squiggly{border-bottom:dotted 1px #f00}         &lt;/style&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;             function Init()             {                 if(window.location.search.indexOf("pf=pf") &gt;= 0)                 {                     var hostname = window.location.hostname;                     var firstDotFromRight = hostname.lastIndexOf( '.', hostname.length );                     var start = hostname.lastIndexOf( '.', firstDotFromRight - 1 );                     var domain = hostname.substr( start + 1 ).toLowerCase();                     if (("live.com" == domain) || ("live-int.com" == domain))                     {                         document.domain = domain;                     }                 }&lt;/script&gt;Ho!Ho!Ho! Hope all are well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're not, cheer up! It's the  holiday season again. =) The reason for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost the time for  Christmas again, I stand in this foreign land, reminiscing the past year, I have  God, my family and friends to give thanks to. The start of the holidays marked  the end of my 7th semester, in my fourth and final year. Nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  past 12 weeks to be exact has just flew by and I'm officially free from lectures  from now on. It has been an eventful term. Being accustomed to the life in the  UK, the seasonal changes and all, life can only just turn better. Updates since  the last month, there's more birthday celebrations, Reason for the Season  Conert-Transform Us, the annual class end-of-sem cum Christmas dinner and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the fun stuff that I did include, getting together gifts in  Shoe-Boxes for the under-privileged. Simple gifts that we take for granted such  as toileteries and daily items could put a smile on a child's face in countries  where resources are scarce. I also visited the famous Lincoln Christmas Bazaar 2  weeks ago. It was jam-packed with people even on a weekday. They had a Medieval  theme and I get to see frankinscence and myrrh for the first time. A different  experience from the markets they have in Nottingham. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It started snowing a week ago. Early snow this year. Everyones' wishing for a  white Christmas. Will it come true? Just yesterday, I joined a few other Solid  Rock fellowhip students to sing at the Christian Centre. We were sort of like a  juke box singing for an hour before services at the entrance to welcome people.  We ventured out for a brief moment in the snow and sang Jingle Bells.  The festivity is definitely in the air. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hereby wish everyone and your families: Merry Christmas and Happy New  Year! May the season be filled with joy, love, and glad tidings and be blessed  always. 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De Haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"The fear of the Lord is the begining of wisdom...Proverbs 10:10" We bow before the God of the universe and by fearing God rightly, we can live wisely in an uncertain world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different perceptions to fear leads to differing outcomes. Does it come as a stumbling block or as a drive of motivation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Moses said to the people, " Do not fear! Stand by and see the salvation of the Lord which He will accomplish for you today; ...The Lord will fight for you while you keep silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-5108702912172358885?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/5108702912172358885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=5108702912172358885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5108702912172358885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5108702912172358885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2009/11/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-6122241069925164989</id><published>2009-10-02T08:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T08:31:07.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;             HTML{height:100%;cursor:text;} BODY{padding:3px;border:0px;margin:0px;} .PlainText,.HTML{font-family:'Lucida Console' !important; font-size: 80%;} P{margin:0em !important;padding:0em !important;} BLOCKQUOTE,UL,OL{margin-top:0em !important;margin-bottom: 0em !important;padding-top:0em !important;padding-bottom:0em !important;} *{text-indent:0in !important;} SPAN.squiggly{border-bottom:dotted 1px #f00}         &lt;/style&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;             function Init()             {                 if(window.location.search.indexOf("pf=pf") &gt;= 0)                 {                     var hostname = window.location.hostname;                     var firstDotFromRight = hostname.lastIndexOf( '.', hostname.length );                     var start = hostname.lastIndexOf( '.', firstDotFromRight - 1 );                     var domain = hostname.substr( start + 1 ).toLowerCase();                     if (("live.com" == domain) || ("live-int.com" == domain))                     {                         document.domain = domain;                     } &lt;/script&gt;GREETINGS FROM NOTTINGHAM!! &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is back to Nottingham after a wonderful summer around. Good to be back and  put the nomadic life behind me. Thank God for His giving-an awesome summer.  Enriching towards both career and life!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My last few weeks at Grimsby was quite eneventful. Working at the hospital  gives me the opportunity to witness various different diagnostic procedures  explained in perspective by doctors. The most insightful one was the afternoon  at the Children's Outpatient clinic! Thanks to the 2 pre-regs for the friendship  and for making work fun. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The stay at Grimsby was short and sweet. Though being isolated gets on my  nerves at times but still did have some pleasant memories. I do thank the Coulls  for having me on Sunday afternoons between church meetings. They really inspired  me with their passion and love for God's work. John gave up his job years ago to  serve in the youth ministry. On my last Sunday, they took us to Immingham for a  walk at some national trust. Pity the trail was closed. However, we still did  get an amazing view on top of a small hill. I smack myself for not having a  camera with me. Pics are with the Coulls. Meeting the students from New Tribes,  awed by how God brings people from all different of walks of life together for a  congruent purpose. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was still on the move after getting back from Nottingham. 2 interviews on  consecutive days; at different parts of the country. Glory to God that I got  offers from both hospitals. Oxford and Sheffield. Tough time choosing the best  choice. I've settled with Sheffield with the opportunity of a more varied  learning opportunity. However, this also means, I'm stuck here for at least  another year for my pre-registration. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A week into classes and 2 weeks back. A time of reconciliation with friends  and lectures. =( The lecturers just won't make us forget that we've moved from  the degree level to masters. Proactive learning required and have since been  burdened with heavy dose of lecture material. Dreading the end of my student  life which is near. Making the fullest of my final year, will seize every  opportunity at activities which will be missed when we step into the brutal  world of working. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SsVJnWpbkYI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/l85HbFKfII8/s1600-h/DSCN5693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SsVJnWpbkYI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/l85HbFKfII8/s200/DSCN5693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387793469661745538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-6122241069925164989?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/6122241069925164989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=6122241069925164989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6122241069925164989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6122241069925164989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2009/10/htmlheight100cursortext.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SsVJnWpbkYI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/l85HbFKfII8/s72-c/DSCN5693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-4583595051828100345</id><published>2009-07-18T05:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T05:59:39.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Just living is not enough. One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Every man's life is a fairy-tale written by God's fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belief I indeed will have the fairy-tale life through God the Father. Not just yet, but soon to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-4583595051828100345?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/4583595051828100345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=4583595051828100345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4583595051828100345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4583595051828100345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-living-is-not-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-1240040459472837694</id><published>2009-05-24T08:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:55:18.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Let us seek the quiet heart in our prayers. Prayer must arise within us as a fountain from unknown depths. But we must leave it to God to answer in His own wisest way. We are so impatient, and think that God does not answer. A child asked God for fine weather on her birthday, and it rained! Some one said, "God didn't answer your prayer." "Oh yes," she replied, "He did, God always answers, but He said No!" God always answers! He never fails! Be still! If we abide in Him, and He abides in us, we ask what we will, and it is done. As a sound may dislodge an avalanche, so the prayer of faith sets in motion the power of God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be still, for He will not rest, until He hath finished the thing this day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer: If this day I should get lost amid the perplexities of life and the rush of many duties, do Thou search me out, gracious Lord, and bring me back into the quiet of Thy presence. AMEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-1240040459472837694?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/1240040459472837694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=1240040459472837694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1240040459472837694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1240040459472837694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-us-seek-quiet-heart-in-our-prayers.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-2941359160328434074</id><published>2009-03-24T05:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T05:55:26.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EK346 Kuala Lumpur Gate 219. 219...that's only a quarter of the gates they have. Imagine the actual size of Dubai International Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently bumming at DIA halfway through my transit back to KL. It feels surreal to be on the journey back home. Birmingham International Airport made the 1st announcement that many changes have take place in the past 9 months. Shops available have been different.  I got into trouble checking in at BIA as my laptop bag came to a whooping 10kg at weight. Imagine that weight on my shoulders for hours. It's beyond comprehension how a laptop and a document file could amount to that weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight attendant had no choice but to summon me to the side after vain attepmts to reduce the weight at the counter. It wasn't any much help as I have no idea what to take out neither does the check in luggage have any space to accommodate anything else. I ended up taking out a box of SL's chocolates to stuff the charger in. The 2nd check-in attempt on another counter, this time the weight is 8kg. Still overweight!! Lucky enough the flight attendant said it's absolutely fine as I was at the business class counter. Thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I witness several gentlemen carrying their laptops 'naked'. They revealed they encountered the same problem as I did. Appearently the flight is fully booked and they are not taking any risk of overweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security was very much stricter this time round. We were stripped down to just clothes on for security check. Check was also required during transit (1st time doing so). The newly built terminal at DIA is humongous and seems to be a shopping haven to many. The airport itself could boast of the wealth of Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 9 hours time, I'll be back to the land where I belong. Couldn't wait. Long haul flight is a pain. But it's all worthwhile. Thanks to Emirates. The flight was made as comfortable as it can be in economy. Been well fed too. Toodles for now and my next post will be from a different country in different part of the world. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-2941359160328434074?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/2941359160328434074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=2941359160328434074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/2941359160328434074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/2941359160328434074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-my-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-4798556186692144302</id><published>2009-03-15T05:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T05:32:57.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that it's a month since my last post. Within a blink of an eye, I'm in my last week before Easter. And my dear friends, this means it's a week before I'm back to good old Malaysia!! Time indeed has passed by too quickly when I'm asked when was the last time I saw my family, I can't help but to start counting using my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, much have happened within this one month and I once again am lost in what to say and present here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significant events are: Shrove's Tuesday (aka Pancake's day), Nottingham Malaysian Nite and the Spice event (my 1st event for PharmSoc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew about Pancake's Day despite being a Christian. Went to Globe on the Monday before and had my 1st try on making my very own pancake. Eventually the fun and crucial part is to flip the pancake in the pan which I skipped as mine got stuck and I almost burnt the bottom. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volunteered once again in NMS for the Malaysian Nite. Started up in the deco department and moved on to dining in the night. A guy from the band they invited came up to us during dinner and spoke to us in Mandarin at a pace that I couldn't quite make out what was he saying. (He's British btw) His proficiency in Mandarin put me to shame of my own Mandarin standard. He then sat beside me for the play and sang along to the music of Michael Wong's 'Fairy Tale' (Tong Hua). I myself as a Malaysian Chinese didn't know the lyrics. A tiring day started from 8.30am straight till midnight. Had to take the cab back after that and MY! in one day, I find myself having communications problems in Mandarin and then English. Bahasa Pasar anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spice was just past Thurs and it was just an evening when the pharmacy students gather together to have food and fun. It was a cultural event with performances from the various cultural groups and societies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester was technically more relaxing compared to the past 5 semesters we had. The pressure build up on the E08 Law and Dispensing module and the F02 Disease Management Module. The E08 module put our communication skills to test as we practise counselling and OTC sales each week throughout a 3 hours practical session. 2 Pre-tests each week for Disease Management and the motivation to study for it worn off soon after the 1st few weeks. Last one coming up this Wed. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swish...there goes another term. SH said she's 50% through her course and I'm nearing my 75%. Is it a good thing? Ironically, I wished it wasn't this quick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-4798556186692144302?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/4798556186692144302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=4798556186692144302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4798556186692144302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4798556186692144302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-8065824802970223777</id><published>2009-02-14T03:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T03:42:01.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H.O.P.E.D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ope&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is based&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;urpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;quiped &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;irection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember of the times when you are disappointed with something, you either cry out or moan, deep in your heart: I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you yearn for something, you react: I hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of defining past tense (hoped) and regret, equip it with purpose and direction. Move on. The world is full of miracles. Have a wish? Believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Therefore, having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom also we have obtained our introduction by faith into his grace in which we stand; and we exult in hope of the glory of God. And not only this, but we also exult in out tribulations, knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance; and perserverance, proven character; and proven character hope; and hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within out hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us.' &lt;/span&gt;(Romans 5:1-5)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-8065824802970223777?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/8065824802970223777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=8065824802970223777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/8065824802970223777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/8065824802970223777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2009/02/h.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-8225411441532478762</id><published>2009-02-06T04:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T06:11:40.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SYtKozJD7EI/AAAAAAAAAfE/AQs82jIoJAc/s1600-h/withinyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SYtKozJD7EI/AAAAAAAAAfE/AQs82jIoJAc/s200/withinyou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299411451314957378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Results day tomorrow. Butterflies in the stomach as usual but there's always: Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. Having the kingdom of God within, there's hope. I want to shine like the picture above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-8225411441532478762?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/8225411441532478762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=8225411441532478762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/8225411441532478762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/8225411441532478762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2009/02/results-day-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SYtKozJD7EI/AAAAAAAAAfE/AQs82jIoJAc/s72-c/withinyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-6884735343007228852</id><published>2009-02-02T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:49:12.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A week has passed since the end of our 1st semester examinations and we went back to lectures in full force straight after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st day of CNY marks the 1st day of our 2nd semester with a 9am class. Life's all work and no rest these days (exaggerating).&lt;br /&gt;Flash Back:&lt;br /&gt;The past 6 weeks were trying, and exhausting. Never in my life did I glue to the chair in front of my desk for this long. It was the longest study break I've ever had and it was torture. I miss the luxury of walking up and down when I'm tired of books. I miss the freedom of being noisy. I miss going out during exams. I miss the sun smiling down at me each day. I miss the chatter of my friends. The list of things I miss will be never ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting those to memories and shoving it aside as my past, I'm excited for the upcoming semester. 'Because of the hope laid up for you in heaven..' The modules that we are having will be more relevant to what we will be facing after graduation. Dispensing, disease management, quality medicines and so forth. It seems promising to be more interesting and better fun. Besides that, I can't wait till March when I'll be going home for Easter! Hooray! Kor is going back too! I've not seen him for like 2 yrs?? I can't believe how time flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The semester started off well I supposed. 1st CNY in the UK. We had steamboat dinner with fellow pharmacy BGP residents. The realisation sets in on how much we miss Chinese food. I wasn't too bothered by not having Asian food to our expense but that dinner reminded me of the goodness of M'sia which include the best of the whole world under one roof. On Wednesday, it was my 1st time worship leading in hand with Grace at CCF. Good turn-up with many new faces, having the exchange students from China in fellowship with us. Our prayers to them is to open up to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ward visit on Fri was a good experience. Thanks to the pharmacist Sarah for your time and pointers to us. Will love to have the chance to place my foot in hospital pharmacy one day. Dare to dream, I strive to achieve great heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To add on the cheer: It SNOWED today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hereby, a bleated HAPPY "NIU" YEAR to all! May the year be filled with uncowntable blessings and be smoothsailing in studies or whatever you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-6884735343007228852?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/6884735343007228852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=6884735343007228852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6884735343007228852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6884735343007228852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-has-passed-since-end-of-our-1st.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-8852658650412307881</id><published>2009-01-13T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:24:35.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Give Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has once again showed mercy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my 1st paper of the exams this morning. Found the subject intimidating with scares from tutor, seniors and the lecture notes themselves. Hated memorising subject, drug names is a mystery to newbies...that is Molecular Pharmacology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic-ed after reading the questions finding it hard to organise my thoughts and points to the respective questions. Took double-time then I'm supposed to for graph drawings. One question undone 15 mins before time is up. Suddenly, there was a commotion coming from my left side. Too busy focusing myself to finish my essay and had been ignorant. The next minute, we were granted extra time of 15 mins. Hallelujah! Saved by grace. At least had abit of time to get my answers in. Not much but still something. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up...Med Chem! Molecules, reactions...drug development histroy...argh...why did I choose Pharmacy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-8852658650412307881?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/8852658650412307881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=8852658650412307881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/8852658650412307881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/8852658650412307881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-thanks-lord-has-once-again-showed.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-5763981813842762294</id><published>2009-01-01T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:36:02.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back at the past year</title><content type='html'>Saying goodbye to 2008, a year filled with experiences and memories (as usual) just more colourful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan- 1st Uni examinations which contributes to my degree- 5 papers, 3 weeks. Gone crazy in TTS5.&lt;br /&gt;Feb- Results collection was tortorous with the fear of failing. As my micorbio paper was a piece of crap.&lt;br /&gt;Feb- Bro's graduation and mum and dad away for CNY. Missed his graduation, a regret unrectifiable for my whole life. 1st CNY at aunt's place.&lt;br /&gt;March- My 1st time sabo-ing someone on their b'day. Da jie's 21st. :D&lt;br /&gt;April- Handling accommodation matters on my own and being a long distance correspondence with agents abroad. Nerve-wrecking at times, but enriching learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;May- 1st time ever needing to move. Moving out of TTS 5, accumulated stuff from the 1 year in a house initially empty. 2 trips with Dad using his ranger, making house at home a horrendous mess. Took mum and I 2 months to really sort those out.&lt;br /&gt;June- Summer holidays started! My shortened one this year, leaving for UK in July.&lt;br /&gt;June- UK visa application. Anxious wait for 2 weeks. The longest wait among all other applicants.  (at least didn't need to go through an appeal though)&lt;br /&gt;July- Pack, pack, pack. Off on a jet plane, to a foreign land, alone.&lt;br /&gt;July- Placement at Chester.&lt;br /&gt;Aug- 21st big day, away from home. Only with 2 others that knew. :)&lt;br /&gt;Sept- Bonjour Nottingham. International welcome, start of 3rd year.&lt;br /&gt;Oct- The month packed with b'day celebrations, continuing till Nov. Actually will get tired of parties. =p&lt;br /&gt;Oct- Carried 5kg bag potatoes for a 50mins walk back in the rain and cold.&lt;br /&gt;Dec- Christmas in UK. Quieter than in M'sia. Countdown in the cold. However, we reached Old Market Square just one minute before the clock striked 12. My toes frozed out in the cold at -3 degrees celcius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for all these. It was a good 2008! Also the year when I rekindled relationships and memories of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2009  come in vegenance, filled with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;-Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;-Others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;-Yourself&lt;br /&gt;Prioritise everything with JOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SVzTvJZRfzI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_KWaotCifbQ/s1600-h/IMG_1355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SVzTvJZRfzI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_KWaotCifbQ/s200/IMG_1355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286332869555355442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sun shines everyday, even during winter. So does the blessings of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-5763981813842762294?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/5763981813842762294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=5763981813842762294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5763981813842762294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5763981813842762294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-back-at-past-year.html' title='Looking back at the past year'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SVzTvJZRfzI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_KWaotCifbQ/s72-c/IMG_1355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-7709009853690520687</id><published>2008-12-19T10:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:13:13.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reflections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A full stop drawn on 12th of Dec, marking the end of my 12 weeks term in Nottingham, UK. Many things to be thankful for. I'll say I've matured in all aspects; independent living, studies, and my spiritual growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found posting photos to be the easy way out, pinning my thoughts and memories down. Dad interpreted my name to be one who are good with words. I once thought I am, but now lost the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seasons come, seasons go, people in it through and fro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SUsEBrnoEgI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/gC08s0S2N2I/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SUsEBrnoEgI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/gC08s0S2N2I/s200/DSC00293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281319414957347330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SUsDlQKi9RI/AAAAAAAAAdI/9izdVVkZOJk/s1600-h/DSC00376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SUsDlQKi9RI/AAAAAAAAAdI/9izdVVkZOJk/s200/DSC00376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281318926551282962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Autumn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SUsEaF1WCuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/8PrAEWi-LwA/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SUsEaF1WCuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/8PrAEWi-LwA/s200/DSC00393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281319834311068386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SUsE_SlahMI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ohPRx1Fcabs/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SUsE_SlahMI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ohPRx1Fcabs/s200/DSC00380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281320473389073602" border="0" /&gt;Winter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-7709009853690520687?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/7709009853690520687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=7709009853690520687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/7709009853690520687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/7709009853690520687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/12/reflections-full-stop-drawn-on-12th-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SUsEBrnoEgI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/gC08s0S2N2I/s72-c/DSC00293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-1267681433756817997</id><published>2008-11-17T07:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T07:31:45.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" We do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us...and He who searches the hearts knows what the mind of the Spirit is, because He intercedes...according to the will of God." Rom 8:26-27"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language is the key to conversation and relationship. We might feel lost in a foreign land when we don't speak the similar language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer, the language of the spiritual world, source of our power, victory, peace, joy and everything else, we learn to speak the language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find;..For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds,...Matt 7:7-8"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if we do not know how to pray, for the Holy Spirit is our interpreter. He does our praying in and for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Father knows what you need before you ask Him. Pray then in this way:&lt;br /&gt;"Our Father, Thou art in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Hallowed be Your name.&lt;br /&gt;Your kingdom come, Your will be done,&lt;br /&gt;on earth as it is in heaven."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-1267681433756817997?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/1267681433756817997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=1267681433756817997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1267681433756817997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1267681433756817997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/11/language-we-do-not-know-how-to-pray-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-4090820723623331721</id><published>2008-11-11T23:26:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:16:35.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Photojournal of my life journey at Nottingham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The A6-sized academic year planner stares down at me each time I'm at my desk, cruelly reminding methat time is ticking by. Shouting out: WEEK 8! (We have a 12-weeks semester). Having all the boxes filled to their brims with reminders for events and due dates! Accumulating 6 reports to be done makes matter worse.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on the journey of my days out of class.:)&lt;br /&gt;Mon: Globe Cafe for international students- A relaxing session to chat and reach out over a cup of tea and cakes. Took the opportunity to encourage my room mate to church events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmn2A6wJUI/AAAAAAAAAUc/eYKPA1CmGlE/s1600-h/IMG_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmn2A6wJUI/AAAAAAAAAUc/eYKPA1CmGlE/s200/IMG_1304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267425785587705154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tues: AIESEC Social 6-7.15pm. The organiser of Careers Fair and also Exchange Fair so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmoTI5AwuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/8K_DiS8JksE/s1600-h/IMG_1308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmoTI5AwuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/8K_DiS8JksE/s200/IMG_1308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267426285944095458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wed: Chinese Christian Fellowship 7.30-10pm (led by Ps Herman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmoqeP_6ZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/JcYS0S380Jg/s1600-h/IMG_1247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmoqeP_6ZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/JcYS0S380Jg/s200/IMG_1247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267426686814644626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A picture taken with Pastor Herman on the glorious day of his ordination at St Nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;Fri: Equip 7.30-9pm&lt;br /&gt;Sat: Tea@ Ada's every alternate week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmphr7irFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/DdEyT7wZulw/s1600-h/n503218639_921185_3160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmphr7irFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/DdEyT7wZulw/s200/n503218639_921185_3160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267427635379743826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sun: BB service at Clumber Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmqJZDepuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-d4VRv2VYFA/s1600-h/IMG_1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmqJZDepuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-d4VRv2VYFA/s200/IMG_1231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267428317507528418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmqIoj4e1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/3ZOb9Xm1oRA/s1600-h/IMG_1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmqIoj4e1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/3ZOb9Xm1oRA/s200/IMG_1228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267428304490101586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So such is the regular routine of my week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Additionals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmsDqmr-DI/AAAAAAAAAV8/0Pl9UIXsg7w/s1600-h/IMG_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmsDqmr-DI/AAAAAAAAAV8/0Pl9UIXsg7w/s200/IMG_1163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267430418162645042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmq_VxLGOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VTBAaN4TL1g/s1600-h/IMG_1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmq_VxLGOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VTBAaN4TL1g/s200/IMG_1209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267429244338378978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     Goose Fair: 4/10/08 (Largest travelling funfair in the UK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmsBzvmIQI/AAAAAAAAAVc/cdnLVsu4cCA/s1600-h/IMG_1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmsBzvmIQI/AAAAAAAAAVc/cdnLVsu4cCA/s200/IMG_1246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267430386256191746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Commissioning and Ordination Service@ St Nicholas Church: 2/11/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmso1gaB3I/AAAAAAAAAWU/XgKY1pqcPN4/s1600-h/n604495629_1913764_4140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmso1gaB3I/AAAAAAAAAWU/XgKY1pqcPN4/s200/n604495629_1913764_4140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267431056744253298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmsoJ3BhWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Yr45CogEv0Q/s1600-h/n626586220_2075543_7353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmsoJ3BhWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Yr45CogEv0Q/s200/n626586220_2075543_7353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267431045027956066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Celebrations for the Oct/Nov babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmsCWpPOqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/W0GP-nHaJ20/s1600-h/IMG_1275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmsCWpPOqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/W0GP-nHaJ20/s200/IMG_1275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267430395624766114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmsDInvUFI/AAAAAAAAAVs/zAry6zM2I1k/s1600-h/IMG_1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmsDInvUFI/AAAAAAAAAVs/zAry6zM2I1k/s200/IMG_1288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267430409040253010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmson-V4lI/AAAAAAAAAWM/I6Tll0p8BJo/s1600-h/n626586220_2075845_6115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmson-V4lI/AAAAAAAAAWM/I6Tll0p8BJo/s200/n626586220_2075845_6115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267431053111714386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Malaysian Games brought to you by Nottingham Malaysian Society 8/11/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmspAXYvrI/AAAAAAAAAWc/KkEhooRwjGE/s1600-h/n503218639_921191_7040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmspAXYvrI/AAAAAAAAAWc/KkEhooRwjGE/s200/n503218639_921191_7040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267431059659210418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             De-stress by getting crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmsDV8EvhI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tYoDd15INMg/s1600-h/IMG_1300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmsDV8EvhI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tYoDd15INMg/s200/IMG_1300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267430412615204370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Savouring the food we missed so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-4090820723623331721?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/4090820723623331721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=4090820723623331721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4090820723623331721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4090820723623331721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/11/photojournal-of-my-life-journey-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SRmn2A6wJUI/AAAAAAAAAUc/eYKPA1CmGlE/s72-c/IMG_1304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-1397007092518172436</id><published>2008-10-17T02:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T02:57:48.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time flies and I've now finished my 1st quarter of the semester (Week 4)  already! Updates have been and will be sporadic now due to studies and  activities commitments.&lt;br /&gt;My schedhule is really packed and I sometimes  wonder when will I be free now. Life since my last update have been good and  have now adapted to cold gloomy UK. Still hating the strong winds  though.&lt;br /&gt;Guess stating my timetable will then allow all to know what I've been  pre-occupied with and pardon me from getting disconnected to socialities with  people in M'sia. You all are still dearly missed.&lt;br /&gt;Classes/labs are  either 9-5/10-5 on Mons, Tues,Thurs and Fri. We have the luxury of half-days on  Weds. Sounded good, but somehow still ended up with no time at hands.  Much have been happening throughout the 4 weeks of Uni life.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost track  of time as it just slips by me each day and am now trying to recall when was my  last mail and where did I stop previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, so to my  accommodation. Settled in and got everything that we needed (hope so anyways  we've lived just such for 1 month alr). Family wanted to have a sneak peek on my  abode and thus decided to just post it to everyone for my own convenience.&lt;br /&gt;Saving myself from editing mails to specified peopel. =p This is impolite  but ah...all won't mind right? Ok, so brace urself for the visual tour of my  room at Larches Hall, Broadgate Park.Situated outside the west entrance of the university, classes is about 30-40 minutes  walk away. After a month's training, we made it to class in 20 minutes, out of breath. Having more time for beauty sleep beats all. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeLGWwwPmI/AAAAAAAAATs/D78gok05rUw/s1600-h/IMG_1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeLGWwwPmI/AAAAAAAAATs/D78gok05rUw/s200/IMG_1232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257824031283887714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeLGfy7svI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ywTdvkcA8Kw/s1600-h/IMG_1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeLGfy7svI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ywTdvkcA8Kw/s200/IMG_1234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257824033708946162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   The place which I'm stuck to whenever I'm in my room. Luckily, I'm out most of the time. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeLG5b7AeI/AAAAAAAAAT8/1GCXfOxMqXI/s1600-h/IMG_1236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeLG5b7AeI/AAAAAAAAAT8/1GCXfOxMqXI/s200/IMG_1236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257824040591753698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's beyond my own comprehension how I ended up with so much clothes. Mind you I did not buy a single piece here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeLHCDQvWI/AAAAAAAAAUE/JTZpTKtBmBs/s1600-h/IMG_1237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeLHCDQvWI/AAAAAAAAAUE/JTZpTKtBmBs/s200/IMG_1237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257824042904239458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scary amount of books for the semester. I'm not one who actually read textbooks though.;) and partial of the  numerous deodourant we collected at Fresher's  Fayre. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeLHZvVrsI/AAAAAAAAAUM/KVeLSmUeYZA/s1600-h/IMG_1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeLHZvVrsI/AAAAAAAAAUM/KVeLSmUeYZA/s200/IMG_1233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257824049263128258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mini kitchen in our en-suite had served well despite of it's size. Eating in for all meals now to save cost and groceries could be 5-10 pounds per week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeMOpDOOrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lGpqnZk8MZQ/s1600-h/IMG_1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeMOpDOOrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lGpqnZk8MZQ/s200/IMG_1216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257825273143769778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many meals we've cooked. Westernised meals are generally cheaper in cost. =p Switching to Oriental meals this month and starting our mission in stocking food for winter soon. That's it on my personal life at Notts so far. Coming up next will be on my 'social and study life'...;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-1397007092518172436?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/1397007092518172436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=1397007092518172436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1397007092518172436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1397007092518172436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-flies-and-ive-now-finished-my-1st.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SPeLGWwwPmI/AAAAAAAAATs/D78gok05rUw/s72-c/IMG_1232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-543211840132903319</id><published>2008-09-26T05:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T05:43:31.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW TERM STARTS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Week ended and Week ONE is drawing to an end. Lectures will officially start in full force on Mon(29/9). Having said so, Molecular Pharmacology kick starts the very 1st lecture of my 3rd year tomorrow. *Can't get away from pharmacology can I?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a 4 months summer holidays, I'm having mixed feelings about going back to a student life; this time round in a new environment (once again). It's indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just fyi, I've now moved into my permanent residence for the coming academic year at Broadgate Park; bidding farewell to the nomadic life I'd lived for 3 months. *Thank God*. The room (studio rather) is small but nice and cosy. Being put in the ground floor flat, we don't have the luxury of leaving the window open resulting in a stuffy and smelly room.  Hopefully just for now..haha...finding solutions to it. Really don't know why the area near the heater which is also the doorway stink of smelly socks even without having them there. &gt;.&lt; Searching for a nice smelling humidifier now..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having the kitchen combine tgt with the bedroom pose another challenge for cooking. Our cooking journey have been quite adventourous so far and I won't go further into details to avoid embarrassment. Besides that, life've been ok if not good here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresher's Fayre just ended today and we ended up with loads of goodies. Going broke by joining the societies though...got to be active in them to make the money spent worth. =p *fingers crossed*. I've pretty much settled down by now, no matter in church/ accommodation/ life in Nottingham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might not be able to update frequently but won't leave this abandoned as well. Stay tune for photos and future updates. ;) Regards to all who reads this, wish all is well for all as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-543211840132903319?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/543211840132903319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=543211840132903319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/543211840132903319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/543211840132903319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-term-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-883479659646425345</id><published>2008-09-08T18:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:28:03.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DELAYED UPDATES&lt;br /&gt;When I posted the previous post, I told myself that it will be one about my work and will do another one about my life in Chester. I anticipated that I will have loads of time to do so as I am jobless in Nottingham and term don't start till the 25th. However, I did not get down doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it have been 2 weeks since I moved from Chester to Nottingham. Sad to say, I somehow wasn't as enthusiastic to explore as I was before. 14 long days, I only familiarise myself with Beeston and Dunkirk; visited the Jubilee campus and made my way to the city 3 times (including 1 to pick up friends and another for church).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT7nk5GUAI/AAAAAAAAATc/nBKN5DGXELU/s1600-h/n608341380_907001_9643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT7nk5GUAI/AAAAAAAAATc/nBKN5DGXELU/s200/n608341380_907001_9643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243592523502735362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT7nrjMgrI/AAAAAAAAATk/5PMrEeOxfMA/s1600-h/n608341380_907013_4160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT7nrjMgrI/AAAAAAAAATk/5PMrEeOxfMA/s200/n608341380_907013_4160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243592525289915058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Updates about life outside of work, dating back to July. I've worked a 39hours week, Mon-Fri. Leaving me without life on those days for most of July and the 1st 2 weeks of Aug. I set Sat as groceries and errands day; and it usually starts off at 8am: Call home and talk to my parents, take my own sweet time washing up, bathe and get ready,breakfast then to the library (not for books but for internet..lol). If we are lucky, we get to use the computers, if not then I'll end up roaming the streets of the city. After getting bored of that, then it's Tesco shopping time. After groceries it will be a late lunch, abit of rest then laundry. Laundry usually take up to 2 hours and before I know it, it's time to get dinner. Mundane? *That's the working life*&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Sundays is the best day of the week. Church is at Wrexham, North Wales, 40 mins bus ride away, 20 mins drive away. The members usually send someone to pick us up. We felt guilty about it and took the train/bus whenever we could. BB service starts at 10:30 and ends at 12 for tea/coffee. Sunday school will kick off at 12:30 and we sometimes join in the fun. Singing kids songs complete with actions. YA bible study will be at 1 and the hall cleared at 1:30. They are kind that we go to homes for lunch(the English calls it dinner instead) every Sunday. We've been to Andrew and Emma's for most Sundays and while they are away, we've been to Graham+Jenny's as well as Jim+Joyce's. We get the traditional Sunday roast on most Sundays and Emma was hospitable and made rice which we've missed on one Sun.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, if the weather permits we'll have a walk. We were introduced to the National Trust Site Erddig which is near A+E's place and the village Pantvadog which is where J+J live. Those were unexpected visits and none have a camera with us which was a pity as the view was amazing. We'll then go together with the families to the evening family service aka the gospel meeting at 6.30. Graham spoke at Hyton, Liverpool on the Sun we were with him, so he took us along and were introduced to the Tallships and the Mersey Tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT7MmcpBdI/AAAAAAAAATM/v_dcDXfUSFs/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT7MmcpBdI/AAAAAAAAATM/v_dcDXfUSFs/s200/ABCD0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243592060063778258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Oliver at the trust site with his prized stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT7MxncBDI/AAAAAAAAATU/OqikhWgiLWs/s1600-h/ABCD0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT7MxncBDI/AAAAAAAAATU/OqikhWgiLWs/s200/ABCD0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243592063061853234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       The splashing made by stones thrown down this creek amuses the Scarsbrooke children.:)&lt;br /&gt;*Waiting for NZ to forward the photos of the lovely Scarsbrooke family.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I explored more of Chester after finishing my placement. Famous sights of Chester, the Roman Gardens, the Miniature Railway, River Dee, the Roman Walls , the Race Course, and of course to walk around the whole Roman Walls. These which are all situated within/around the city centre.&lt;br /&gt;We also went to the popular Chester Zoo, got a good deal as we had a Buy 1 Free 1 voucher fom A+E, the Diary Farm and seen Tattenhall town. It was abit of a pity that we didn't get to the candle workshop though. After all the above experiences, I will say Chester is a nice and quaint city with a laidback life. It is indeed lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT21itrZKI/AAAAAAAAAR8/zO_WE6Uz-O8/s1600-h/IMG_0580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT21itrZKI/AAAAAAAAAR8/zO_WE6Uz-O8/s200/IMG_0580.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587265877992610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     Chester City Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT21gHhAUI/AAAAAAAAASE/Mnd9IchO9zo/s1600-h/IMG_0592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT21gHhAUI/AAAAAAAAASE/Mnd9IchO9zo/s200/IMG_0592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587265181057346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Part of Chester Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT2144eUUI/AAAAAAAAASM/QXT5LhdINLo/s1600-h/IMG_0609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT2144eUUI/AAAAAAAAASM/QXT5LhdINLo/s200/IMG_0609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587271828853058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         Roman Walls and City Entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT2114J8cI/AAAAAAAAASU/5nDZm-b417E/s1600-h/IMG_0610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT2114J8cI/AAAAAAAAASU/5nDZm-b417E/s200/IMG_0610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587271022211522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          The award-winning town crier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT22GuENTI/AAAAAAAAASc/ThJfNBKYZgM/s1600-h/IMG_0613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT22GuENTI/AAAAAAAAASc/ThJfNBKYZgM/s200/IMG_0613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587275543295282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          The other entrance to the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT39jYkR7I/AAAAAAAAASk/xtG9gKAq-Tw/s1600-h/IMG_1021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT39jYkR7I/AAAAAAAAASk/xtG9gKAq-Tw/s200/IMG_1021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243588503008462770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT398iO_kI/AAAAAAAAASs/iJRTKz_1d6M/s1600-h/IMG_1016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT398iO_kI/AAAAAAAAASs/iJRTKz_1d6M/s200/IMG_1016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243588509759897154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT3-Iyd0YI/AAAAAAAAAS0/X3DYRFSwp8g/s1600-h/IMG_0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT3-Iyd0YI/AAAAAAAAAS0/X3DYRFSwp8g/s200/IMG_0949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243588513049203074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            River Dee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT3-Cvt0uI/AAAAAAAAAS8/D0unTjkyUj8/s1600-h/IMG_0957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT3-Cvt0uI/AAAAAAAAAS8/D0unTjkyUj8/s200/IMG_0957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243588511427056354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Suspension Bridge across river dee&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-883479659646425345?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/883479659646425345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=883479659646425345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/883479659646425345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/883479659646425345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/09/delayed-updates-when-i-posted-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SMT7nk5GUAI/AAAAAAAAATc/nBKN5DGXELU/s72-c/n608341380_907001_9643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-5411275227801428100</id><published>2008-08-23T03:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T04:42:34.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings from Nottingham! Beware of a long post ahead as this will be the memoirs of my days in Chester. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished my placement with  Co-op on the 8th of Aug and stayed around  in Chester for another 1.5 weeks  after that. I've arrived safely in Nottingham ('home' for the next 2 years  &gt;.&lt;) on Wednesday night. Haven't been updating about the weeks in Chester  as internet access is limited to 30 mins a day at the council library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've enjoyed my placement immensely thanks to nice colleagues and a  dedicated tutor. The 1st 2 weeks was bliss being guided and taken care of with  the presence of a permanent tutor which I was one of the lucky ones to have.  (Heard from other friends who were doing the placement that did not get this  luxury). My tutor has been with the pharmacy ever since it was  started up, thus a very experienced pharmacist at the age of early thirties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My experience was interesting as I started off my placement with  Williams Pharmacy and ended with Co-op Pharmacy. Nonetheless, the staff and  patients still liked the name to be used as Royal House. This brings us back to  the history of the store. The pharmacy was started up by a Chinese, Mr Ho, 15  years ago with the name Royal House. It was bought over by Williams Chemist  limited few years ago and Co-op took over 3 years ago. It was complicated and  confusing with the Co-op as there were differenet Co-operative organisations.  And now, they merged and decided to have the stores refitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was  given a trainee manual and a workbook before I started. There was a descriptive  list of task as a guidelines on what I'm supposed to complete throughout the 4  weeks placement. Grant sat down with me for about an hour on my 1st day,  explaining abit of the business and also drew out a learning plan for the 4  weeks. It was aimed to be achieved within the 2 weeks that he'll be around. I had a  flying start by going straight into Controlled Drugs (it was actually a 2nd  placement module whereas this is my 1st placement) after the SOP reading  (considered induction and training).  He had kindly introduced me to everyone in  the store and explained to them the purpose that I'm there for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my  1st week in the dispensary. It was a period of time to allow me to adapt to the  environment and work. I find it demanding as learning was fast paced. Every  instructions and explaination will only be given once and you got to remember  them spot on. This branch is a well known one within the Chester community,  thus, it is a busy branch. It is an advantage really as I get to learn all kinds  of stuff which you might not get in a different setting. Though it's small, but  the services provided are really adequate. The rules and regulations in the NHS  contract in the UK, needs the pharmacist to be accredited in the specified areas  to provide the services. It is lucky that this pharmacy had all the resources to  do so. Therefore, tasks range from handling prescriptions (the dispensary), the  health care counter for Pharmacy medicines, the minor ailment scheme, smoking  cessation, EHC, methadone (addicts), as well as Medicines Use Review (MUR).  Besides the normal dispensing, there is also the metered dose blister packing  and prescription collection and delivery services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MUR is a  relatively new scheme, and the pharmacy will be highly paid 27  pounds per review.  It is a good step to increase revenue. Only pharmacist with certain  qualifications could do so. Grant was hoping to get me involved by sitting in  one of the session. (Privacy and confidentiality is a big issue, thus getting  the patients consent to do so is an issue). There will be 2 pharmacists in store  each day. Thus, besides Grant, there will be a locum coming in each day.  Different locums comes in every different day and the services they are  qualified to provide may differ. Not to mention each having different experience  and knowledge to part. It is interesting in one way, in another, it is not a  healthy practise to have different pharmacists dealing with the patients each day  as they come and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved on to the health counter on my 2nd week.  It was another whole new learning experience again. Serving customers, and  attending to OTC requests. Grant arranged me to help out at Garden Lane Medical  Centre for 2 days and that also gave me the opportunity to know more people and  also a taste of the branch in a Medical Centre. The branch there operates the  dispensary only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The refit started on my 3rd week and Grant was off on holidays for a fortnight. It was chaos on the Monday of that week. Everything were in boxes and the shop was practically empty of stock but full of dust and unfinished construction. The working environment left everyone grumpy and annoyed. Co-op sent a 'refit team' to get everything back on shelves that night itself. Jo who worked the night told us that the shop seemed like a disco club packed with people. Everything went on shelves as we arrived to work the next morning. However, arrangements weren't to our liking and it was hazardous placing where stuff is. Patients were delayed as we now have to walk further to grab stuff. Somehow miss the carousel where everything is just a turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 2 weeks, I was expected to 'fly on my own' and I guess I did manage. There were 2 dispensers on holidays during that week, and the pre-reg had his conference thingy on and was away from the shop. That left only the supervisor and me at the dispensary. Having new locums who weren't familiar with the procedures then is a pain. There were 2 days where the locums came in late as their working times should be 9 whereas the pharmacy 'should be' open by 8.30. Thus, the patients were left standing out in the cold, unhappy. That was my 3rd week. Things went back to normal as they always do as the days went by. My 4th week then became slightly mundane as work somehow became a routine. However, being in a pharmacy, you still get to see different things happening each day. Customers with different needs and stuff. That explains why I prefer jobs like these compared to office jobs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks just flew by. And before I knew it, I came to an end of the placement. Just as I were getting to know the colleagues better, I am due to move on. Going through difficult  times had brought us closer. They gave me a card and a bag of chocolates as a token of appreciation on my last day. This was my first time receiving such from a workplace. Not too sure was it out of politeness or so, they extended an invitation to me to come back if possible.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Grant was only due back the next week after I finished, my assessment was only held the following Tuesday(12/8). He went through each case studies with me and was really patient explaining each detail. After getting through all the paper work, the feed back he gave was: "You had all the things and knowledge in mind. Just need more confidence and experience communicating with patients. Come back next year and hopefully I will be with you for the full period next time. However, if you decide to work at the other Co-op branches that should not be a problem. You have progressed well. Best wishes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to all at Royal House Pharmacy. (tempted to name them all, but in case they do google search, this will pop up and cause embarrassment =p) All staff and pharmacists have all played a role and contributed to my learning which grant me valuable knowledge and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I popped in the day before I left Chester to settle my P45 and they extended an invitation to get together and to treat me Dim Sum. So nice of them. Pity I brought forward my departure and couldn't make it. However, still want to express gratitude to all for all their kindness. Surely will miss this place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-5411275227801428100?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/5411275227801428100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=5411275227801428100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5411275227801428100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5411275227801428100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/08/greetings-from-nottingham-beware-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-446664472406809556</id><published>2008-08-02T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T18:50:43.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's entering my last week at William's Pharmacy the coming Mon. I had the luxury of learning for the 1st 2 weeks and that was a bliss. With my tutor around guiding and telling me what to do. He's off on a 2 weeks holidays now and the pharmacy started their refit-changing under the Co-op management and everything is in chaos really. I've been working with different locums every single day. Some even totally new to the branch. This situation really pissed the other staff off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, it's still quite ok. Though it will be busy days at work, but still managed to learn as I go along. Keeping well in Chester, the weather got warmer for the past week and turned for the worse these few days with thunder storms during some nights. After this I will be heading to Notts. Bumming around for 1 month before term starts. How wasting is that? Lol...so hope I find another job to keep me busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-446664472406809556?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/446664472406809556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=446664472406809556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/446664472406809556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/446664472406809556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-entering-my-last-week-at-williams.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-4686328055658774888</id><published>2008-07-11T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T19:00:27.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings from Chester! Safe and sound. Time constraints: my UK number is +447501951953. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-4686328055658774888?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/4686328055658774888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=4686328055658774888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4686328055658774888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4686328055658774888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/07/greetings-from-chester-safe-and-sound.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-2183813086023773081</id><published>2008-07-08T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T21:33:50.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quickie: I'm leaving to the airport in an hour's time. Flight at 12:55 midnight M'sian time and reaching at Birmingham at 12:35 noon UK time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all. Will be taking my number with me. SMS-es are welcomed but pls no calls. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most prob won't be able to update for the 2 months in Chester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-2183813086023773081?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/2183813086023773081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=2183813086023773081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/2183813086023773081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/2183813086023773081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-quickie-im-leaving-to-airport-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-5844872028652630153</id><published>2008-06-29T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:36:06.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Parents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after church, the usual pushing around on where to have lunch took a change. After getting in the car...&lt;br /&gt;Dad: You haven't get the chance to have your "ou jian" (oyster omelet), then let's go Lien Seng Garden.&lt;br /&gt;Me: People don't sell "ou jian" during lunch hour la...only dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Your dad gets special treatment.&lt;br /&gt;(my dad don't favour outside food, and avoids hawkers. Thus, each week's after church routine is Chicken Rice and only at one particular store. He asks where do you want to eat and what just for the sake of it and will always rebutt ending up with Chicken rice) Special this time, cause I'm leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At pasar malam...&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Want this?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: That?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Want any bread for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No. (Losing patience) The bread bought yesterday still in the fridge. Don't want alr.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Think properly. After 1 week, cannot ask you want or not alr.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm coming back in 1 yr's time.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: 1 yr very long. Feels like centuries.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Good la. You said I bring the house down with my noise when I'm home. Saying I always kacau you.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Suddenly very quiet. 1 yr somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum scolds and nags every minute she sees me. I've always not been home for long since primary. Mum being mums no matter how used to this situation, she still misses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, leaving to the UK isn't the same as leaving to Aust 2 yrs ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-5844872028652630153?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/5844872028652630153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=5844872028652630153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5844872028652630153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5844872028652630153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-8697525291774400395</id><published>2008-06-28T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:11.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dwindling numbers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A super belated birthday to Hun Chee. I don't normally do birthday shoutouts here. This isn't exactly one either. Guessed the main purpose of celebrating HC's b'day turned out to be a mini-gathering rather. It's quite a pathetic celebration for a 21st b'day. The only thing we did was to pay her bill. Cheapos right? It slapped me right in the face when she enthusiastically showed me photos of her Uni mates celebrating her b'day for her, complete with a huge cuddly bear, which can speak, hugging a love saying Happy Birthday! And all I have was scented candles and a dinner treat shared out by 3 of us. *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,the Forever 10 turned out was 4 ppl at today's gathering. KZ being KZ, was the joker of the day to liven up the atmosphere. SH was his victim. Being his driver of the day, but still get teased the whole night. But haha...not pitying her. Cause this is what true friends are like, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SGUoXe20mZI/AAAAAAAAARU/EVo0taWElKc/s1600-h/IMG_0557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SGUoXe20mZI/AAAAAAAAARU/EVo0taWElKc/s320/IMG_0557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216620127263693202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Teasing in action. See the smug on his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SGUoXm4aMcI/AAAAAAAAARc/eVjUYNekVNU/s1600-h/IMG_0558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SGUoXm4aMcI/AAAAAAAAARc/eVjUYNekVNU/s320/IMG_0558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216620129417834946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             "It's ok. I'm still all happy!He can walk back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SGUoYPw2rmI/AAAAAAAAARk/RVv1dmyzzU0/s1600-h/IMG_0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SGUoYPw2rmI/AAAAAAAAARk/RVv1dmyzzU0/s320/IMG_0568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216620140392001122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                             Commanded him to hold the cam for camwhore. Failed.Coz he's too tall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SGUoYR0mIqI/AAAAAAAAARs/dZg2VqZCc18/s1600-h/IMG_0569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SGUoYR0mIqI/AAAAAAAAARs/dZg2VqZCc18/s320/IMG_0569.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216620140944564898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       Stood straight...but still he's too tall! Chamwhore skills...FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SGUoYgq30yI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8SByzY6YW2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SGUoYgq30yI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8SByzY6YW2Q/s320/IMG_0570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216620144930312994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;              Joel and Weng Lian came by just in time. Rescued ...All 4-in photo succeeded at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When is the time for the all 10 reunion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-8697525291774400395?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/8697525291774400395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=8697525291774400395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/8697525291774400395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/8697525291774400395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/06/dwindling-numbers.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SGUoXe20mZI/AAAAAAAAARU/EVo0taWElKc/s72-c/IMG_0557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-939822200832036375</id><published>2008-06-18T23:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:12.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since I am too bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really thank God for blessing me with great friends. I consider myself as a really lucky and blessed person to have good friends. I don't count myself to have many friends but just one good friend is all I need. What more I'm actually blessed with a few good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;"One loyal friend is worth ten thousand relatives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Euripides"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did not save the whole conversation between me and Kim Yoong which was abit of a pity. However, " snippets" of it are still fresh from memory and will like to be posted here as a remembrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY: heard u r coming to bham?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;SW: yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY: alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;SW: yup, fren going earlier, thus flying alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY: need help? i can pick u up fr the airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;SW: thanks for offering :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;-edited-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY: when r u coming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;SW:8th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY: Ok, i can pick u up fr the airport, ur 1st time u maybe lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;-edited-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY: come bham also not attending my graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;SW: when's Qian going over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;-edited-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY: my parents and Qian reaching on the 9th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;SW: so you going to the airport on 2 days in a row..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY: nvm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;-edited-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY: how long will you be in bham?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;SW: nola, going straight to Notts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY:cheh, stay at bham ma, can bring u around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;SW: got to go to Chester aft that for placement, starting 14th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY: how r u going to Notts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;SW: heard got train fr bham airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY: y not take bus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;SW: not sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;KY: I can help u get the tickets...cheaper...more expensive on the spot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;-edited-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't the whole conversation that we had. Edited. But most importantly the thoughts and the meaning of friendship that matters were all stated and shown. To be honest, it took me as a surprise as I had rarely been in touch with KY for quite sometime after we graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    G. Randolfa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Besides KY, Li-ying is also another great friend who offered a great deal of help throughout this period. Thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;Though we are parted physically, but the bond of our friendship is still going on strong. It may sound silly, but I couldn't help realizing the name KZ came up with actually really suits us. Forever 10. The 10 of us. We actually went through the whole 5 years of high school together, experiencing things more than any other normal high school kid will experience. We as band members are indeed different from others. We go through different experiences, grow up in a different way and people will look at us differently. Even till date. People in Uni fr CHS will say I know you, saw you in band while I have no recalls seeing them around in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the recent Sel Pesta, Ning posted a few posts which are really meaningful to us and certainly brought back memories of the good old days.Find it &lt;a href="http://mel-lsning.blogspot.com/2008/06/proud-to-be-chsb.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkwQewZ_4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/uSduWZoRX2k/s1600-h/10269344238134m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkwQewZ_4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/uSduWZoRX2k/s320/10269344238134m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213251103350194050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last with everyone in. Graduation band trip '04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkwQRlMEjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZBJxZbIY46o/s1600-h/2266710648227m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkwQRlMEjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZBJxZbIY46o/s320/2266710648227m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213251099813483058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkwQu06QmI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/9PSTvdgHs8g/s1600-h/Picture+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkwQu06QmI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/9PSTvdgHs8g/s320/Picture+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213251107664052834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkwRipDcoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/hYU-MdE_Ji0/s1600-h/P9160237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkwRipDcoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/hYU-MdE_Ji0/s320/P9160237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213251121572967042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The best attempt following only with 7-8 turn-ups. That's '06. The numbers dwindled as the years goes by. To date, none-attempt of gathering succeeded. Best so far was Sel Pesta '08, 5. But actually forgot to get a pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were the 10 that walk through 5 years of high school with me. Now in Uni, I have the 4 sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkyS4NvFtI/AAAAAAAAARE/OGv8YGFT0Pg/s1600-h/DSCN0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkyS4NvFtI/AAAAAAAAARE/OGv8YGFT0Pg/s320/DSCN0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213253343567091410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And my senior, Wen Yuen(NZ's her other buddy):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkzAhpYEnI/AAAAAAAAARM/6BLf5bwDTKc/s1600-h/414980069m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkzAhpYEnI/AAAAAAAAARM/6BLf5bwDTKc/s320/414980069m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213254127782990450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkwQJuQgfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/FpJVWvO9wsI/s1600-h/826930887m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkwQJuQgfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/FpJVWvO9wsI/s320/826930887m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213251097704038898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Each one of you stepped into my life, leaving footprints in my walk of life, painting colours and bringing wonderful memories. You all will be forever missed and clearly remembered in the heart. My tribute to them was journaled here  right in this blog awhile ago, &lt;a href="http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.  (11/9/06)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-939822200832036375?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/939822200832036375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=939822200832036375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/939822200832036375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/939822200832036375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/06/since-i-am-too-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFkwQewZ_4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/uSduWZoRX2k/s72-c/10269344238134m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-6994036815832624512</id><published>2008-06-17T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T13:32:31.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SORTED OUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My placement arrangements are all sorted out already...so movement is from Garden Lane Medical Centre to a branch at Upper Northgate Street. Both within walking distance to each other, so not much of a hassle. PTL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing left...buy my air-ticket which I have put on hold since May. Lol...the staff is sure annoyed by my delay. Apologies for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Li-ying who helped figure Ellesmere Port's location and the offered help. =) Grateful I have good friends. Help when in need are friends indeed. Thanks to my "sisters" too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a pity that I don't get to work in a hospital anymore. Haha...but all is as good now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-6994036815832624512?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/6994036815832624512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=6994036815832624512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6994036815832624512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6994036815832624512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorted-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-2225363604158725653</id><published>2008-06-16T11:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:13.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We finally succeeded making a trip to Sunway Lagoon last Sat (14/6) after so many failed attempts. However, there were only 4 of us. It was near to another failed attempt as Joel called me at 10.30 saying that WH and he felt like ffk. However, they still came as I was already there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt somehow cheated as the 25% discount was from the foreigners price of RM60 instead of the MyKad holder's price of RM48. So, we paid a whooping RM 45 each for entrance. Mind the word entrance...haha...cause we forked out extra money while inside. Once inside, almost everything else needs extra $ for entrance/usage. It was RM 2 each for lockers, and only to open once. Thus, did not have a chance to get many pics as we left the camera in the lockers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the water park 1st and rental for the float is another RM15...lol...a quick play about all the facilities at the water park (at least those that we know of) then we headed on to the amusement park. To our annoyance, many rides were closed for maintainence. Another reason for us to feel cheated. Of all days, they chose to do maintainence work on a weekend. &gt;.&lt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFXhVTH4sOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/n3vwxiNMTKc/s320/IMG_0553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212319899778068706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFXhVi4T8WI/AAAAAAAAAP8/T4Pt-Ra4BOg/s1600-h/IMG_0551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFXhVi4T8WI/AAAAAAAAAP8/T4Pt-Ra4BOg/s320/IMG_0551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212319904007713122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFXhWghk8AI/AAAAAAAAAQE/clSB-fUF71A/s1600-h/IMG_0541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFXhWghk8AI/AAAAAAAAAQE/clSB-fUF71A/s320/IMG_0541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212319920555356162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFXlnoNSI5I/AAAAAAAAAQU/XRHKbei74qY/s1600-h/IMG_0550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFXlnoNSI5I/AAAAAAAAAQU/XRHKbei74qY/s320/IMG_0550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212324612722008978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I love lagoon. But I won't come again unless I have free tickets." LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We headed on to Subway for dinner after that. While waiting for Wei En's parents to reach, we went up to the arcade. The boys played this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFXjQsqoWfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/WdO5ipJea_k/s1600-h/IMG_0556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFXjQsqoWfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/WdO5ipJea_k/s320/IMG_0556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212322019758594546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-2225363604158725653?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/2225363604158725653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=2225363604158725653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/2225363604158725653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/2225363604158725653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-finally-succeeded-making-trip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SFXhVTH4sOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/n3vwxiNMTKc/s72-c/IMG_0553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-6952495496533643216</id><published>2008-06-14T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T01:20:58.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE UNEXPECTED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought that will be confirming my departure date to be on the 8th of July after getting my visa approved. However, things just aren't as smooth sailing as I hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just received the letter from Co-Op via post in the afternoon reminding me of my placement starting on 14th July and a notice to collect my workbook from Garden Lane Medical Centre prior to my placement. That night itself while scanning through my spam mail, spotted the e-mail from the Undergraduate Programme Manager from the corner of my eye. Clicking at it, reveal some bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager at the branch I'm posted to had just left the job suddenly, thus forcing a major refit at that branch affecting their operation, affecting me. As they might not be able to provide the promised experience during the period I'll be with them at that branch, they suggested a movement to another branch at Ellesmere Port, 7 miles away from Chester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That came as a blow, as accommodation matters is a pain in the neck. Such short notice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting on hold my departure...=) Hopefully they get back to me ASAP preferably with a suitable arrangement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-6952495496533643216?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/6952495496533643216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=6952495496533643216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6952495496533643216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6952495496533643216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/06/unexpected.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-4812019689728322424</id><published>2008-06-11T17:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:15.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CONGRATULATIONS CHSB! Impressive performance! Whole new style of marching, colour guards and good song selection. You guys are superb. Proud to say I'm from CHSB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to watch their performance at Matsushita Sports Complex today. The juniors did not disappoint me. They were good. Kudos to the colour guards members in specific. Great show eventhough practise time was within 2 weeks. All new hands at it, what more non-band members. Gabriel even say you are all really committed. Salute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-iER187II/AAAAAAAAAOk/tbGKdS1W63A/s1600-h/IMG_0504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-iER187II/AAAAAAAAAOk/tbGKdS1W63A/s320/IMG_0504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210561488283823234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-iFbp_T4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/MXfPEWv_gMg/s1600-h/IMG_0508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-iFbp_T4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/MXfPEWv_gMg/s320/IMG_0508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210561508097871746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Entertaining moves. Pardon my bad photo-shooting skills. Sitting high up is not that strategic after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-iF-mK3fI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tCSPt9-FPzk/s1600-h/IMG_0517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-iF-mK3fI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tCSPt9-FPzk/s320/IMG_0517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210561517477092850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Record breaking, 87 members. No wonder they were nicked Red Giants of Selangor by the other bands. Even the pic can't fit all and I was alr standing about 5 ft away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-iGK3VRvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5E7mnDB5MDw/s1600-h/IMG_0523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-iGK3VRvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5E7mnDB5MDw/s320/IMG_0523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210561520770303730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss my clarinet section.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-id3rO_fI/AAAAAAAAAPM/dpqzZSwoc_s/s1600-h/IMG_0529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-id3rO_fI/AAAAAAAAAPM/dpqzZSwoc_s/s320/IMG_0529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210561927936146930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabriel looking really smart at CG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-iFsw_YWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KW8uvODS-Ls/s1600-h/IMG_0501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-iFsw_YWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KW8uvODS-Ls/s320/IMG_0501.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210561512690639202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CHSB conquered the best. Pray I can make it for Nationals before I leave. All the best with exams for the next 2 weeks. That's the spirit: With no regrets, we conquer the best! (At all consequences). Exams are no stumbling block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Spot the umbrella in every picture with me and the other ex-members. Lol....leaving band for 4 years, no longer accustom to the sun like yester years. A word from Pn Yeoh: You are still studying? Oh gosh...you seem to be studying for so long already. Haven't graduate? So long....*embarrassing. I still got 2 more years. (See how long I've left? How old I am...ish...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-4812019689728322424?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/4812019689728322424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=4812019689728322424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4812019689728322424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4812019689728322424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/06/congratulations-chsb-impressive.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SE-iER187II/AAAAAAAAAOk/tbGKdS1W63A/s72-c/IMG_0504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-3520257120623225803</id><published>2008-06-09T12:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:17:21.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went back to CHS on Fri to pass my instrument to the juniors. Did not linger around to watch their formation practice but went for bball instead. So Wed's performance is still in suspense, hope they don't disappoint us. I know they won't. After all, efforts have been made, and this year they dumped in alot of $$ and promised for a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I really suck at sports, no matter how hard I try to get away with that, but it still doesn't change the fact that  I'm no sports person. How will I survive Notts without a sport favourite at hand. Swimming? Doubt I will be that semangat to go swimming by paying in pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoon attempt # on Sat. FAILED again. haha....# because it's too numerous that I've lost count. The crowd that turned up at lagoon is indeed scary. Didn't know the free tickets was for Roxy Summer Splash...that explains the massive crowd. Though we squeezed in, but we gave up waiting and decided to pay for entrance. Yet another failure as an aunty came out saying, don't bother going in anymore, it is packed to the max. (Details and photos could be seen at Lion's site)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up watching Kung Fu Panda. Entertaining...at least something rewarding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-3520257120623225803?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/3520257120623225803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=3520257120623225803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3520257120623225803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3520257120623225803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-back-to-chs-on-fri-to-pass-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-991733852632806758</id><published>2008-06-03T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:37:52.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is starting to get on my nerves. As carefree as I could go, but I still couldn't stand the suspense and couldn't help feeling guilty that my parents will have to go through this anxiety together. All the visa office could give me is: Your application is still under process at the British High Commission. - -"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without my passport, my holidays are considered ruined this time. Stepping across the border of M'sia alr needs passport. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter side, I hope, I pray, I trust God. He have never forsake me. His healing hands had once again work miracles! I'm virus free, back to the pink of health, running about without a visit to the doctor. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-991733852632806758?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/991733852632806758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=991733852632806758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/991733852632806758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/991733852632806758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-starting-to-get-on-my-nerves.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-7688337049982630707</id><published>2008-06-01T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:25:50.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The steamboat dinner on Thursday night sucked the life out of me for 3 whole days and drained every drop of energy that is left of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time in my 20 years that I am hit by massive food poisoning. Dad and Kor are the usual victims and they made me wonder is it their immune system or their stomach bacteria. Hah! Now it decided to give me a taste. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days bout of diarrhoea and vomiting not only left me dehydrated and weak, now had me on the fever bug. I sure look like an haggard old lady after all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I missed Relay for life for a good reason? Does that mean I've no fate with it? Apologies to those that I promised I will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visa application still in process after 1.5 weeks. What does this mean? Everyone else at least got a reply. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when I'm stuck at home unable to do anything else more fruitful...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will bring health and healing to it; I will heal my people and will let them enjoy abundant peace and security.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1John 5:14,15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Everything is possible for him who believes.&lt;br /&gt;Mark 9:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-7688337049982630707?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/7688337049982630707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=7688337049982630707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/7688337049982630707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/7688337049982630707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/06/steamboat-dinner-on-thursday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-1903692253256285211</id><published>2008-05-27T10:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:15.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A journal of my holidays which started just above a week ago. Where is the happiness and the ambience of summer?:( Okla...that was quite exaggerating, there were a few good days as well. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;May&lt;br /&gt;13th-Last paper. Batch 06/07 farewell dinner at Souled Out.&lt;br /&gt;14th-Gather-together at Uncle Raymond+Aunty Rachel's for fellowship. ( Chatter and laughter;Rekindling memories with the game Boogle. :); blessings from their family and farewell to my days at BTGC and KGC.)&lt;br /&gt;15th- My worst experience with M'sian public transport. I can't believe that I took 8 hours to get back to Kelana Jaya from Kajang. Blame the lazy drivers.&lt;br /&gt;17th-19th- Camp&lt;br /&gt;20th- Mad day rushing errands to get the docs for visa application. What is so precious of that bank letter?? A signature from a staff (not even the branch manager) on a few lined letter confirming my dad indeed have his accounts at Maybank cost us RM 20! And that letter supposedly need 2 days to be ready. Lucky mummy went with me, we forced them to do it on the spot. But still had to wait for 2 hours. - -"&lt;br /&gt;21st- Visa documents submission at Wisma MCA, Ampang Park. Horrifying. Was treated like terrorists.&lt;br /&gt;22nd- Karaoke and movie session with CHS mates. Indiana Jones is a blast!&lt;br /&gt;26th- Le tour KL with Joel and friend, Amelia. :) Thank God Joel's dad escaped without a scratch from his car. Which burnt down to scrap. Scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SDwReBJfuYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/q6r-ZiBEqhY/s1600-h/cab6008_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SDwReBJfuYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/q6r-ZiBEqhY/s320/cab6008_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205054476735461762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This post is to my personal benefit. Jotting the days in M'sia. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-1903692253256285211?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/1903692253256285211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=1903692253256285211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1903692253256285211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1903692253256285211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/05/journal-of-my-holidays-which-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SDwReBJfuYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/q6r-ZiBEqhY/s72-c/cab6008_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-1308069195032564515</id><published>2008-05-25T22:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:15.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SDmNCRJfuVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9D1Dq1wByYg/s1600-h/Shiny_Dreamland____of_DOOM_by_pagit.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SDmNCRJfuVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9D1Dq1wByYg/s320/Shiny_Dreamland____of_DOOM_by_pagit.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204345914505804114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Consider it pure joy, brethren, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;James 1:2-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SDmNVxJfuXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/juicIi3ZyoE/s1600-h/Road_to_Heaven_by_Deinha1974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SDmNVxJfuXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/juicIi3ZyoE/s320/Road_to_Heaven_by_Deinha1974.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204346249513253234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-1308069195032564515?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/1308069195032564515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=1308069195032564515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1308069195032564515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1308069195032564515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/05/hope.html' title='HOPE'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SDmNCRJfuVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9D1Dq1wByYg/s72-c/Shiny_Dreamland____of_DOOM_by_pagit.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-3151308285049693045</id><published>2008-05-16T00:11:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:17.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've drawn a full stop to my life chapter at UNiM on 13th May 2008. Ending the Biopharmaceutics paper ended my 2 years at Nottingham, Malaysia. Time just flew by once again. Am starting to miss that place already though today is my 1st day back home after a torturous (final exams) 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we've complained much about being in a jungle, but now sort of miss that place already. Was it the environment, the people, the course etc...I don't really know. What I'm sure of is, I will miss all the lecturers, the staff that have treated us so sweetly and kindly. Though felt that place is lacking of a certain something which is indescribable, but still felt attached to the place which much have taken place throughout the 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class had a farewell dinner that night after exams at Souled Out. The upcoming pictures and videos shall speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxjpc7inqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/GOpvCZ8Cbn0/s1600-h/IMG_0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxjpc7inqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/GOpvCZ8Cbn0/s320/IMG_0363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200641233497792162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Dr Morris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxjqM7inrI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZRPDQIbDTKw/s1600-h/IMG_0387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxjqM7inrI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZRPDQIbDTKw/s320/IMG_0387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200641246382694066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Dr Doughty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxjq87insI/AAAAAAAAANM/2X3KXjCTVio/s1600-h/IMG_0384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxjq87insI/AAAAAAAAANM/2X3KXjCTVio/s320/IMG_0384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200641259267595970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Mr Khoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxjrM7intI/AAAAAAAAANU/UAjdpQXnVgk/s1600-h/IMG_0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxjrM7intI/AAAAAAAAANU/UAjdpQXnVgk/s320/IMG_0390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200641263562563282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   Dr Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxln87invI/AAAAAAAAANk/Fw2jS7lzVFc/s1600-h/IMG_0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxln87invI/AAAAAAAAANk/Fw2jS7lzVFc/s320/IMG_0397.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200643406751244018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                            Mr Wong (my dear tutor)  and his lovely wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxnAs7inwI/AAAAAAAAANs/CBR5SKKMrnY/s1600-h/IMG_0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxnAs7inwI/AAAAAAAAANs/CBR5SKKMrnY/s320/IMG_0388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200644931464634114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                              Dr Billa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxnEs7inxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/L6UwPbHDavU/s1600-h/IMG_0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxnEs7inxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/L6UwPbHDavU/s320/IMG_0416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200645000184110866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                      Pn Salma ( Dr Doughty's dedicated secretary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxnFM7inyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-cysytpecAQ/s1600-h/IMG_0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxnFM7inyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-cysytpecAQ/s320/IMG_0412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200645008774045474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                The technicians and post-grads whom helped us during labs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ae106f7dffd61d92" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dae106f7dffd61d92%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331481995%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DED3B5DAF6C80DC8DA5F42ECF2478E4166CD220E.7ACA9DB5BCA12E2FF482EDF24939AB51C95704FE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dae106f7dffd61d92%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX7M53g9HLalipdkks9KbZXRjElI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dae106f7dffd61d92%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331481995%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DED3B5DAF6C80DC8DA5F42ECF2478E4166CD220E.7ACA9DB5BCA12E2FF482EDF24939AB51C95704FE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dae106f7dffd61d92%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX7M53g9HLalipdkks9KbZXRjElI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What we say about the lecturers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-3151308285049693045?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ae106f7dffd61d92&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/3151308285049693045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=3151308285049693045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3151308285049693045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3151308285049693045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-drawn-full-stop-to-my-life-chapter.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SCxjpc7inqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/GOpvCZ8Cbn0/s72-c/IMG_0363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-3173046106612393266</id><published>2008-04-28T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:17.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>Kor called yest. I'm blessed beyond words to have a big brother like him. The time we spent together would be less compared to the time I spent with my high school mates though he is my sibling by blood relation. He offered to pay for my accommodation in UK, stressing the point to get a better place and he don't mind paying extra for it. He offered to pay for my air-ticket so I get to come back during holidays. He offered to get me a new laptop before I leave for the next 2 years.(Thanks alot, kor! But yea, I really don't need a new laptop. Mine is still fine since it was the best specs of the time we bought.) Save it for a new laptop for yourself. He even planned his annual leave so he could come back in June before I leave. Even though that will mean he can only have 7 days of holidays. I am indeed very lucky to have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SBW3bKLbz3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/nf4LY_UXmSc/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SBW3bKLbz3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/nf4LY_UXmSc/s320/DSC00175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194259422458400626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(I actually don't have a recent pic together with you.It's almost 18months since I last see you. :( Haha..and this is you with some other girl.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a package thru post today. It wrote PLEASE DO NOT BEND on the envelope, however it was all curled up and appeared as though it just crawled out of a fight...Tattered with holes.&lt;br /&gt;It is unusual for me to receive post and this was one really unexpected. After reading the contents, I still couldn't quite figure out how they got my mailing address or why am I one of their recipients/so called partner. (It was from AYA-Asian Youth Ambassadors)&lt;br /&gt;Thus, it got me thinking. Somethings in this world is beyond comprehension but they always have its own purpose. Like God place us here before this for a purpose. Revealing what was inside, it was an invitation to UFO Youth from Acts Church as well as Revolution Conference in Aug, complete with invitation card, newsletter and a CD. I've never heard of Acts Church before this. However, I wonder, what is the message that is trying to get through me?&lt;br /&gt;Another event in Aug which I will put some thoughts in going...Thus, a decision to make: Go for summer placement in UK/ stay to enjoy the high possibility of last summer in M'sia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things I could do if I give up the placement, but the stumbling block is...will I get another chance for placement next year?  If I go for placement, I will miss Youth Camp, Passion Conference...the list goes on and I will be spending my 21st alone? I remembered posting about my favourite month-August. That's the reason! Everything seems to happen in Aug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-3173046106612393266?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/3173046106612393266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=3173046106612393266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3173046106612393266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3173046106612393266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/04/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/SBW3bKLbz3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/nf4LY_UXmSc/s72-c/DSC00175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-620416160497896263</id><published>2008-04-24T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:22:51.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the time of the year again...the time to quieten down and do some serious studying. Exams is in a week's time. I've wasted a week of my study break and now to suffer and cram a year's work into my peanut sized brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting really drowsy from listening to the reproduction audio tracks. Finding it hard to even concentrate for a 30 minutes lecture. Hating the fact that the lecture is in a monotonous voice and at a very slow speed. It may be just me. Felt like just resolving through books but the insecurity of missing something important from the tracks just stopped me from giving them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow bumped into this. It was titled Certain of Glory (Romans 8: 18-39) :&lt;br /&gt;"I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us" (8:18). How can we be sure of this future glory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can be sure of our future glory because it is part of God's greater design to bring about the liberation of the whole creation from the curse (8:19-22).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can be sure of our future glory because  the Spirit of God helps us in our weakness (8:26).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can be sure of our future glory because it was planned from eternity past and predestined to be fulfilled (8:28-30).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can be sure of our future glory because if God is for us, who can be against us (8:31-32).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can be sure of our future glory because Jesus is at the right hand of God interceding for us (8:34).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can be sure of our future glory because nothing will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord (8:35-39).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; So let's rejoice in what is promised to us. And let's wait for that glory patiently. And let's be willing to risk much - even suffering - for the sake of Christ. So applying bible knowledge to daily life, suffering for the sake of Christ to suffering for the sake of our own future...it's all applicable. That's what those who are going through exams are experiencing now. "Everything through Him, from Him and back to Him."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-620416160497896263?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/620416160497896263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=620416160497896263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/620416160497896263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/620416160497896263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-time-of-year-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-191314281214498401</id><published>2008-04-05T20:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:18.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Reflections</title><content type='html'>I've always avoided evangelism, as I thought myself not suited for this area.I just can't bring myself to be the "approacher"(if there's such word).  I need someone to prompt me to talk, unless in the company of people whom I am really close with or with people I've known for a long long time.This Easter however, God seem to be stressing the importance of Evangelism to me so to reach out to others. FBC went way out on evangelism this Easter season starting with Evangelism Explosion to evangelistic meetings during Easter week and the week after with Mr Tony Anthony coming to speak to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_dzmm1whPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jdajFgzFzU8/s1600-h/DSCN0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_dzmm1whPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jdajFgzFzU8/s320/DSCN0460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185740603038663922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This book is his biography and his encounter with good. It is a really good read. Clearly shows that our lives lie in the hands of God. Miracle do happen through Him and He's able of changing lives.&lt;br /&gt;The CF on the other hand, also stressed on evangelism this Easter. Starting with the Survangelism Project (Survey and Evangelism) and to the annual Easter play on 26/3. Glory be to God, the play was a total success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_dzGm1whNI/AAAAAAAAAME/SxLVckyx2tc/s1600-h/n556888036_469058_8631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_dzGm1whNI/AAAAAAAAAME/SxLVckyx2tc/s320/n556888036_469058_8631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185740053282850002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_d12m1whQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9rB2nZpqXpI/s1600-h/n594616915_729768_5940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_d12m1whQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9rB2nZpqXpI/s320/n594616915_729768_5940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185743076939826434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                            The props team with the masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_dy921whMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZFlnPzYqars/s1600-h/n594616915_729767_5571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_dy921whMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZFlnPzYqars/s320/n594616915_729767_5571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185739902958994626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                         The cast and crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning to academics, the pharmacy year 2 had a poster presentation on the same day. It was a long day at the Great Hall. Getting positive comments and feedback from the audience and lecturers made up for it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_d2vG1whRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/q3SLv1bT0qc/s1600-h/n582230902_1049281_2782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_d2vG1whRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/q3SLv1bT0qc/s320/n582230902_1049281_2782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185744047602435346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My group's work. Total change from the one in the previous post.Personally and the group as a whole thought this was much better than the previous one. Thanks to those who gave their sincere comments and opinions. Most importantly a round of applause to Yoke Kim for such a work well done with the poster design. Though it was quite disappointing it was printed on normal paper and not the glossy photo/poster material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_d6Mm1whSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Glw7RwQQSEE/s1600-h/n582230902_1049286_4141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_d6Mm1whSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Glw7RwQQSEE/s320/n582230902_1049286_4141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185747852943459618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha...and this is one I couldn't resist saving it as a remembrance. The production of the safe sex group. They came equipped with condoms of various brands and flavours. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, wer celebrated da jie's birthday. Dined at shakey's and later got a cake for her. We conned her for mamak session and sabo-ed her with flour. Being kind, we left out the eggs. Haha..photos are at TTS so don't get to upload. That draws an end to March 2008. Bracing myself up for April, a month closer to finals and end of year 2...Exams in less than a month..scary. All the best to fung, SH, Joel, Lion, Weng Lian, Doreen.......(sorry can't keep track and got to miss out all that I can't recall at the moment) and all in public Uni who are having or going to have exams. Good Luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-191314281214498401?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/191314281214498401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=191314281214498401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/191314281214498401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/191314281214498401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/04/easter-reflections.html' title='Easter Reflections'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R_dzmm1whPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jdajFgzFzU8/s72-c/DSCN0460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-4658198318258914484</id><published>2008-03-18T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T02:33:06.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why am I here at this time of the day or "early morning" (emphasize) as well as this day of the week? Credits goes to free wireless and feeling useless for not being able to contribute to the editing process of our poster. Gosh...we sure owe Yoke Kim big time for this poster. She's been on it for days, sacrificing her precious time and beauty sleep. In exchange of transforming into a panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this techno world, it is indeed important to have a grasp at those softwares...but as the Chinese like to put it...tat thing knows me but I don't know him/her!I've been meddling around with photoshop for some days. Still to no avail. So the promise to be in accompany with my group mate. I'm giving my support by staying awake as well. Pretty useless bug I am right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the poster blog to post and update on, but I'm doing this. Ish... sweat big time. Sometimes I rejoice of having a common topic so I don't need to crack my head on ideas but ironically, I will yearn for an interesting topic which is less common such as Safe Sex? or Travel Vaccination or even MMR Vaccination? why that? coz I don't even know what is it before this.Through the blog inputs, feeling excited to see the other groups' production. Sounds like real fun! though it's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not thinking straight in the wee hours...knock some sense in me...I've another 2 days to go before I'm off for the week. There's a 2 or 3 hours workshop tmr! Wait that makes it today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-4658198318258914484?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/4658198318258914484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=4658198318258914484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4658198318258914484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4658198318258914484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-am-i-here-at-this-time-of-day-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-7262495167929828394</id><published>2008-03-15T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:19.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We've been working on a group assignment to design a poster for the Professional Skills module this semester. Many thanks to my group members and Yoke Kim in particular who did the whole designing procedures.We came up with a poster for the given topic "Smoking in Young Women".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R9qvwZcJNpI/AAAAAAAAALs/79eKV4Ey1QA/s1600-h/poster+background+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R9qvwZcJNpI/AAAAAAAAALs/79eKV4Ey1QA/s320/poster+background+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177643967613318802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attached above is the complete draft we came up with. Please post comments on it so that improvements could be made. No worries as there's no hard feelings for criticism. We currently are brain-storming for a better slogan to be more attractive and also font colours which matches with the black background and yet be outstanding at the same time. So, please drop some comments, suggestions, criticism anything that will help us do a better job. Thanks! * (Apologies to my group mates for posting this without 1st seeking permission.)This is in case you came by by chance. haha.. If anyone disagree on having this posted up, just tell me off and I'll get it down. :) haha..though I guess no one else in my group frequents my blog besides Grace. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-7262495167929828394?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/7262495167929828394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=7262495167929828394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/7262495167929828394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/7262495167929828394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/03/weve-been-working-on-group-assignment.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R9qvwZcJNpI/AAAAAAAAALs/79eKV4Ey1QA/s72-c/poster+background+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-4355802926447506270</id><published>2008-03-09T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:47:34.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is proven that I have ultimately bad direction sense. It is indeed very embarrassing to say that I've live in Kelana Jaya for all my life.&lt;br /&gt;Had my turn for community pharmacy visit past Friday. Together with Pek San, I was posted to Be Pharmacy at Subang Perdana. Though it will be the nearest outlet to my place, but I've no idea where it is before this. Thousand apologies to Pek San.We missed the junction and got to go all the way back to Sunway to make a U-turn. Thus, we arrived 15 mins late, missing lunch.&lt;br /&gt;The pharmacist, Mr Alex Lim is a nice guy. It was great having him to explain to us about community pharmacy and the questions in the booklet. Thanks alot to Pek San for transport on that day!&lt;br /&gt;House-hunting is the most troublesome ever. And I truly need to expand my social circle. No one to go to for help so to view the houses for us...sad and pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Not really thinking straight...don't know what else to blog on..so toodles for now! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-4355802926447506270?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/4355802926447506270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=4355802926447506270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4355802926447506270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4355802926447506270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-is-proven-that-i-have-ultimately-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-4547847209567510717</id><published>2008-02-29T20:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:20.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of Our Sins</title><content type='html'>I've marched into the month of March already. Damn...so much things to be done, so little time left! Mum and dad have been really nice lately.(Not that they've not been nice before this it's extra nice this time round. No one could beat them for the love they shower me with. The greatness of parental love.) Giving in to me in all my requests, taking me for food that I love. Reason being: There's little time left before I leave for UK. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of February was packed with events. Chronologies as below: :)&lt;br /&gt;6/2- Karaoke session with high school mates. Miss high school times...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8laJp-uWKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/rU4yIBURp0s/s1600-h/IMG_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8laJp-uWKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/rU4yIBURp0s/s320/IMG_0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172764768945985698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7/2-CNY! Though it wasn't the best one ever, but nonetheless I still enjoyed my last CNY before leaving to the UK. Parents were away in Aussie and I spent NY with relatives at my aunt's place.&lt;br /&gt;11/2- Back to Uni after CNY break. Went to the oh-so famous ikan bakar place at last. haha..I know I'm jakun. But yea, it was my 1st time there aft months..going to years in Semenyih. Uncle ordered every single flavour of ikan bakar on the menu...that amounts to 4 or was it 5 fishes on the table. In addition, 3 kinds of chicken, and some other dishes. Haha...one might thought he's feeding a herd. But no, there's only 8 of us  (3 kids included in the 8 members). After lunch, we went to the Broga temple. It is nice... the sculptures are fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;14/2- * Brother's big day- Graduation! Sorry I chose not to be there upon the given choice. Missing a week's classes might be just too much and money not spent wisely. Still congratulations upon your graduation. Miss you... mum says you won't be back in near future and I'm flying off soon. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8ld7Z-uWPI/AAAAAAAAALc/9YMqQr0Fhks/s1600-h/_CLA2422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8ld7Z-uWPI/AAAAAAAAALc/9YMqQr0Fhks/s320/_CLA2422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172768922179361010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8lekp-uWQI/AAAAAAAAALk/4EnUgRKA9CY/s1600-h/_CLA2434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8lekp-uWQI/AAAAAAAAALk/4EnUgRKA9CY/s320/_CLA2434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172769630848964866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;15/2- A trip down to Petaling Street. Wah...it was years since I last been there. Though I don't live too far from it. =p Grace had her haircut while we walked aimlessly around. Searched for mural paints, ending up with just markers for the Sports Carnival banner. Reached back TTS5 ard 10pm. A quick shower and we started preparing the eggs for the carnival's breakfast.Slept at 3 something and woke up once again at 5 something to prepare the sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8lalp-uWLI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Ha2PfCTCZTg/s1600-h/IMG_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8lalp-uWLI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Ha2PfCTCZTg/s320/IMG_0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172765249982322866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8la1Z-uWMI/AAAAAAAAALE/ySunRX-7gNU/s1600-h/IMG_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8la1Z-uWMI/AAAAAAAAALE/ySunRX-7gNU/s320/IMG_0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172765520565262530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;16/2- National Pharmacy Sports Carnival! Congratulations to Ngee Zheng and his team of committees. It was a job well done! Though selling drinks caused me to miss out most of the fun, it was still a nice time spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8lb4p-uWOI/AAAAAAAAALU/LnXRB283TOU/s1600-h/IMG_0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8lb4p-uWOI/AAAAAAAAALU/LnXRB283TOU/s320/IMG_0078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172766675911465186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8lbpZ-uWNI/AAAAAAAAALM/8g3Q5Zi5ywk/s1600-h/IMG_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8lbpZ-uWNI/AAAAAAAAALM/8g3Q5Zi5ywk/s320/IMG_0094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172766413918460114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got to rush to church after the event. Thanks to Priscilla for transport. It was a special session with a guest speaker that night, and service was extra long. Got back just before 12. Though I'm dead tired, but still only manage to sleep hours later. Slept like a pig till noon the next day. o.O"&lt;br /&gt;28/2- Clara's birthday surprise. We surprised her by wrapping her car up as a pressie and a cake at her place past midnight. The neighbours were wondering what were these bunch of people doing hiding discreetly around her house. lol&lt;br /&gt;It's MARCH alrd !1/3Blessed 21st Clara! It's a pleasure to be able to know you as my sister. May the Lord's blessings be with you and be blessed with great years ahead. Rejoicing in His creation for this is the day that the Lord has made.&lt;br /&gt;Something I have the urge to blog about. While eating at Pelita after youth today, I caught this advert on TV : The bible was and still is the best selling book in the world. Alleluia! Was wondering why the sudden traffic in SS2...and the massive crowd at evangel and salvation. Only did I get to know there's a bible conference going on tonight.&lt;br /&gt;All the above, I have the Lord to thank for. No man can enjoy all good things on earth. I have the glorious privillege of making the greatest choice possible to man. The friendship of Jesus will endure forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thanksgiving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;          For each new morning with its light, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;          For rest and shelter of the night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;          For health and food, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;          For love and friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;          For everything Thy goodness sends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Psalm 136:26 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;          "O give thanks to the God of heaven, for his steadfast love         endures forever." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-4547847209567510717?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/4547847209567510717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=4547847209567510717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4547847209567510717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4547847209567510717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/02/because-of-our-sins.html' title='Because of Our Sins'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R8laJp-uWKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/rU4yIBURp0s/s72-c/IMG_0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-1281281336954847361</id><published>2008-02-02T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:22.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath</title><content type='html'>There are loads to pen down from the aftermath of revision, New Year, exams, beginning of a new semester and CF camp. Couldn't get a grasp on how to construct this post. Pretty muddled up one coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks of study break went wasted by lazing around procrastinating every single thing to the very last minute. Nothing achieved and a total waste of precious time. New Year came and went. I still lived in the realms of 2007, dreading the arrival of 2008. It's beyond comprehension how time could just fly by. It's already the 2nd month of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Challenges and decisions awaits me in the year 2008. I stand at crossroads, dumbfounded and lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exams &amp;amp;Results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams was torturous, screwing up 2 out of 5 papers. Can it be any worse? By God's grace, I survived the whole ordeal and got my results yesterday. Never in my life, I've been that terrified by the thoughts of getting results. Rumours sparked and spread. Imagination ran wild, peace distorted on the eve of results day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CF camp (25/1-17/1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As shared during CG, I went for CF camp because I'll attend any camps that comes my way besides being free on that particular weekend. Left camp rejuvenated and fired up for the new semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6Vln_Z2pPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0GbGDGJokow/s1600-h/DSCN0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6Vln_Z2pPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0GbGDGJokow/s320/DSCN0340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162644285559317746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jakuning before boarding the bus. Didn't realize that the authorities had increased the number of ducks this year. My 1st encounter up close with ducks. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6VnV_Z2pQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0HAN4BKe9X4/s1600-h/n723852847_628013_4949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6VnV_Z2pQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0HAN4BKe9X4/s320/n723852847_628013_4949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162646175344928002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Here we come! (SUFES  Campsite, Tapah)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" here="" we="" re="" sufes="" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6Vpd_Z2pTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/llzXvE3yF80/s1600-h/n723852847_628014_5641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6Vpd_Z2pTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/llzXvE3yF80/s320/n723852847_628014_5641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162648511807137074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" speech="" by="" camp="" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6Vn5PZ2pRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/RIV0ETYj5no/s1600-h/DSCN0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6Vn5PZ2pRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/RIV0ETYj5no/s320/DSCN0354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162646780935316754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          A long lost happy smile! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" this="" is="" a="" long="" lost="" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6VoX_Z2pSI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/F9hUJ16JH5M/s1600-h/DSCN0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6VoX_Z2pSI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/F9hUJ16JH5M/s320/DSCN0365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162647309216294178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                Year 2 Pharmacy. Missing Grace...with Ngee Zheng roaring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6VuC_Z2pXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/W68sS3egjHw/s1600-h/n723852847_628210_5736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6VuC_Z2pXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/W68sS3egjHw/s320/n723852847_628210_5736.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162653545508808050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                             Fire Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6VscPZ2pUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/6dhsW6gH6ug/s1600-h/DSCN0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6VscPZ2pUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/6dhsW6gH6ug/s320/DSCN0372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162651780277249346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   The power of prayers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6VuUfZ2pYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/DyBjVLIVkZI/s1600-h/n531192763_296389_2795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6VuUfZ2pYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/DyBjVLIVkZI/s320/n531192763_296389_2795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162653846156518786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            What's up? It's time to leave :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6VtH_Z2pVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3dPA5HVzl_s/s1600-h/s606370164_2191285_3639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6VtH_Z2pVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3dPA5HVzl_s/s320/s606370164_2191285_3639.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162652531896526162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        Lord, you're the lamp unto my feet, light unto my path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Summer placement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Received an email for Co-op Pharmacy offering me a place for Summer Placement Programme. I now stand at crossroads, decision making in my hands. Yet to know which branch and start date which will only come by in March. Undecided whether to accept the offer or not? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-1281281336954847361?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/1281281336954847361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=1281281336954847361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1281281336954847361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1281281336954847361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2008/02/aftermath.html' title='Aftermath'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R6Vln_Z2pPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0GbGDGJokow/s72-c/DSCN0340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-1337058926158298139</id><published>2007-12-22T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T23:28:01.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dangers of Knowledge</title><content type='html'>It took me some time to illustrate in my mind on how should I compose this post. I wanted to fully present out my feelings and comprehension on my devotion passage today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I've been brought up and educated in a Baptist congregation, mum had instilled the spirit of non-denominational in my bro n me since young. We believe and it's truly that there's only one Heavenly Father and His precious son Jesus Christ. Though our practices may differ, but we still worship the same Lord and may we bring glory unto His name. I've never questioned nor went discovering the difference in practices till of late when I was exposed to them during my college days in Australia and now on campus CF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago, my mum gave me a "My Daily Bread"; one from the confraternity of the precious blood. It was a basic series for a Catholic family. Mum said this to me upon presenting me that book :"Do not flip, just open it while praying to the Lord. The page will be exactly what the Lord wants to speak to you on that day." The use of this book to me was just a supplementary to "Our Journey". I guiltily only used it when I'm really troubled or when I'm feeling demotivated/down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I struggle with my revision, I took time off books for some time alone with God. God brought me to these words :"My child, knowledge is often the cause of pride and vanity. Some people consider themselves better than others  because of their knowledge. They do not realize that knowledge is worth nothing unless it makes one a better man in his daily life."&lt;br /&gt;In reflection, He got me to think: Knowledge is half the man. Action is the other half.....A virtuous life makes me dear to God. Education is intended to help me live such a life.&lt;br /&gt;How true was that! The kiasu spirit matches on exactly with His words: If ever I think that education makes me better than my neighbour, then I have missed the spirit of true education. "&lt;br /&gt;For this, it really made me repent. What's my main purpose of pursuing knowledge? The demon had lead me to think that with good education, it makes me better than my neighbour. But is that what I really want in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my new comprehension, I've taken a new approach with my revision. With that, I'm free from stress and hopefully be able to experience the joy of studying.&lt;br /&gt;" Our Father in heaven, I pray to you, my greatest achievement before You heavenly Father is to advance each day a little closer to Your holiness and goodness. On the Day of Judgement, I shall not be asked how much I have learned but rather how much I have done. True, I must first learn what is to be done, but let me not think more of learning than of doing. I want to understand ever better what You desire of me. Then, with Your help, I wish to go forth and do it. Amen."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-1337058926158298139?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/1337058926158298139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=1337058926158298139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1337058926158298139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1337058926158298139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/12/dangers-of-knowledge.html' title='The Dangers of Knowledge'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-5757318008408345795</id><published>2007-12-15T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:23.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyous Season</title><content type='html'>Time had just slipped past me once again. Am I back to monthly updates? Much happenings and thoughts that I wished to pen down but didn't get the chance to. My semester came to an end yesterday, closing yet another chapter of my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December marks the holiday season as Christmas and New Year draw near. The past 2 weeks were filled with reports and assignments deadlines. The PharmNotts hosted a Christmas Dinner last week and CF held a combined Christmas concert in hand with ASF. As usual, let the pictures speak for themselves as I'm lazy to write about it. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R2PQyXV1e3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/MWRUwIgPyt4/s1600-h/DSCN0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R2PQyXV1e3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/MWRUwIgPyt4/s320/DSCN0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144184763064875890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                With the Curve's splendid decor! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R2PRkHV1e4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/SkIKbGeND-M/s1600-h/DSCN0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R2PRkHV1e4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/SkIKbGeND-M/s320/DSCN0279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144185617763367810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fr L-R: Xiao Mei, My Twin, Mummy, Da Jie, Er Jie, Da Jie's Son-in-law, My niece: TongSampah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R2PWS3V1e6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/rKcWiNegHS8/s1600-h/n774735192_1804100_9704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R2PWS3V1e6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/rKcWiNegHS8/s320/n774735192_1804100_9704.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144190818968763298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                One groupie pic for the albulm. (Cafe 1920)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R2PWyHV1e7I/AAAAAAAAAJM/K9qDd6oi408/s1600-h/DSCN0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R2PWyHV1e7I/AAAAAAAAAJM/K9qDd6oi408/s320/DSCN0317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144191355839675314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      Merry Christmas! Let us rejoice on Jesus's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Happy holidays and all the best in your revisions to those having exams after the break! God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-5757318008408345795?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/5757318008408345795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=5757318008408345795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5757318008408345795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5757318008408345795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/12/joyous-season.html' title='Joyous Season'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/R2PQyXV1e3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/MWRUwIgPyt4/s72-c/DSCN0207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-3949273401982450423</id><published>2007-11-08T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:28:24.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy-ness= Craziness</title><content type='html'>It's a relief that we get an extended weekend due to Deepavali this week. Happy Deepavali to those celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week was hectic. Many of my classmates did not get the required rest due to time constrain. Boots applications was due within short notice. Late hours spent to get it done by the deadline. 2 workshops on consecutive days can be so tormenting. I sat blurly throughout the 2 hours chemistry workshop and only managed to squeeze out 2 mechanisms and that's by referring to Da jie's.  Some even have to finish their chemistry lab reports. I'm thankful for alternative lab schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inter-CG activity- Captain Ball on Tues allowed me some time away from books. I wouldn't say it was fun as I did not really get into the spirit. I stood there rooted like a statue. Instead of catching the ball that come by, I dodged. =p Guess my team mates were frustrated with me and I bet Sam regretted exchanging me over with Brian. haha... Sorry people.  It got dark middle of the game. I couldn't see where the ball was. They started shouting names as to guide where the ball is heading. It was hilarious at one time when they shouted me so to pass the ball to me. Obviously, I missed in the midst of my blurness. Raced after it, but still failed to stop it rolling down the slope. I flailed my hands in despair as I miss the ball by inches due to poor estimation a number of times before allowing it to dribble pass and roll down the slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhaustion was written on everybody's face. The lecturers took pity on us and let us go being inattentive  in class.  Luckily Wednesday is the last day for the week. Some went home for holidays, some went back to residential for a nap. "Facing the Giants", a movie production from a Baptist church in the US was played. It was an enjoyable one. Humour incorporated and it was also inspiring. God has been good all the time. A movie is just what I needed. I don't think at that point of time, I'll be able to sit and listen to a sermon. It was steamboat dinner in conjunction of Dee Sin's birthday afterwards. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEE SIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to search info for my moral assignment. I can't understand the topic. Sighs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-3949273401982450423?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/3949273401982450423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=3949273401982450423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3949273401982450423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3949273401982450423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/11/busy-ness-craziness.html' title='Busy-ness= Craziness'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-4237665258184429608</id><published>2007-11-04T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:25.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotion's Roller-Coaster ride</title><content type='html'>My emotions sky-rocketed to the clouds during the beginning of the week and it took a dive down as the week passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning a surprise birthday celebration could be so nerve-wrecking and frustrating. Everything seems to go wrong at the nick of time and the risk of surprise being destroyed. Went back to Semenyih last Sun early in the morning, brimming with excitement to have a surprise celebration for Siow Chin's birthday. Disturbances stepped in when our other classmates decided to surprise her by popping up at our doorstep with KFC for dinner at 6pm. That got me and Shy Lih worried. Calls were made in hope to get things in order with our own house celebration surprise. However things never go as planned. Siow Chin's high school mates had a surprise for her too. They came within short notice and got the 1st spot to surprise her. We've no choice but to follow suit for dinner leaving the house to Grace who came back later. She took the chance to get prepared. Thus, we still managed to surprise her with the cake upon return. It was heart-warming to see her pleasantly surprised. Her happiness just enlightened us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry2MrpRFTnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dZ7STLec_gY/s1600-h/DSCN0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry2MrpRFTnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dZ7STLec_gY/s320/DSCN0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128910232084631154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                           Siow Chin smiling happily with her cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry2NhpRFToI/AAAAAAAAAH0/AhI013fpR-I/s1600-h/DSCN0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry2NhpRFToI/AAAAAAAAAH0/AhI013fpR-I/s320/DSCN0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128911159797567106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                    Together with Siow Chin's friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry2OM5RFTpI/AAAAAAAAAH8/u64vdlMhwDU/s1600-h/DSCN0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry2OM5RFTpI/AAAAAAAAAH8/u64vdlMhwDU/s320/DSCN0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128911902826909330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Our family of house 30, TTS5 :) Fr L-R: Da jie, Er, Jie, Xiao Mei, Me with Ah Boy&lt;br /&gt;That got the 4 of us hyped up for the week. We invited Wei En and Ngee Zheng over for dinner on Wed after CF.That allowed Ming Shann and Wei En to reminiscence their good old times. It was a time of food and gathering as we've drifted apart since we are staying in different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the luxury of sleeping in on Thurs as my turn for lab is only due in week 8. Bummed around the whole day. Da jie and Er jie have their turn today and they came back worn out. Cooked and had dinner before heading to CG. "Temptations" was today's topic. It was an interesting discussion. We sure am surrounded by temptations. The cheesecake above is one of them! ;) Got back late after CG( way past my bedtime). Laid on bed for some time, winding down my brain after the session of "Mafia". Pulled myself up at 7:45am on Fri morning for 9 am class. Had summer placement applications briefing and PAR session later part of the day.  At night, we paid a visit to Eye of Malaysia and supper at SS 2 after that. Speak of craziness. Traveled all the way to SS2 in the wee hours. I was so near to home. Sadly, had LAN mid-terms on Sat. So, I got to go all the way back to Semenyih with them. Special thanks to Siow Chin's cousin bro for bringing us there. *ps: He was more excited than we were to be able to go on a ferris wheel. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry3cUpRFTqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ds4eyf98BOk/s1600-h/DSCN0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry3cUpRFTqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ds4eyf98BOk/s320/DSCN0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128997797877862050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Eye of Malaysia with our favourite colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry3c6pRFTrI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lNxrNvul6Cw/s1600-h/DSCN0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry3c6pRFTrI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lNxrNvul6Cw/s320/DSCN0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128998450712891058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Nice bamboos! (*not bambus..da jie :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry3e4pRFTsI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8YSCI-oAJV8/s1600-h/DSCN0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry3e4pRFTsI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8YSCI-oAJV8/s320/DSCN0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129000615376408258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                Aw...how romantic! ( I find it turned out to be an artistic pic :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry3fbZRFTtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2kr7aLqHZfQ/s1600-h/DSCN0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry3fbZRFTtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2kr7aLqHZfQ/s320/DSCN0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129001212376862418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        Many thanks to the driver of the day!(He's a nice guy, and single peeps! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, after those happy moments, I'm cracking my head, sitting in front of the comp to fill in my Summer Placement applications. My, it's tedious! Nerve wrecking. Bad luck that the placements are no longer guaranteed to Notts students.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-4237665258184429608?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/4237665258184429608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=4237665258184429608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4237665258184429608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4237665258184429608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/11/emotions-roller-coaster-ride.html' title='Emotion&apos;s Roller-Coaster ride'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Ry2MrpRFTnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dZ7STLec_gY/s72-c/DSCN0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-6435173819541520611</id><published>2007-10-21T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:57:57.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>I'm doing this randomly just for kicks. Life in Semenyih is just too monotonous to have anything to blog about. Sad, but that's the life I'm leading now. No, wait...like my classmates were telling Mr Wong, in fact, we have no life besides studying. The scary thing is, my classmates seem to be studying every waking minute and they still complain they don't study enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I realized I've yet to blog about the place I'm staying for the new academic year. Well, I've moved off campus to TTS5 which is the housing estate just beside UNiM. It's within walking distance( 4 houses away from the bridge which links the housing area to UNiM). 4 of my classmates and I started "our family" in that house. There's advantages and disadvantages of staying off campus. However, I'm not in the mood to go into details.  I'll still want to thank God for granting me nice housemates. Thanks to them, as they made life in there much more bearable in fact they brought joy and happiness.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That struck me that I've yet to have a picture of the place I'm staying and my "family" there. Shall try to get at least one..and I'll blog more about the house when I'm up to it. Toodles for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for posting the above crap. =p Need a change to get this blog alive with interesting stories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-6435173819541520611?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/6435173819541520611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=6435173819541520611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6435173819541520611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6435173819541520611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/10/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-6314429281643468196</id><published>2007-10-10T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T14:33:48.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A month, an update</title><content type='html'>I'm back to the jungle since mid-sept. That explains the lack of posts. Haha...Started my week of Raya hols today. A break much needed, though it's only 3 weeks of term after a 4 months holidays. The public Uni students started their hols yest too. OMG..the KTM was packed with human beings. We were crushed like sardines in tins and I could barely breath. I seriously felt like fainting in there. The guys bodies were like sticking to you..soo disgusting and they were still there complaining we didn't give them space while there's not even an inch of space for you to move. My legs were already in a position where I would lose my balance anytime if not of the mount of luggages surrounding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thank God I manage to reach back home safely. My vision blurred while on the train, I thought I couldn't stand the low levels of oxygen. However, praise the Lord, I made it. Haha..if no I wouldn't be here typing this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There three weeks of Uni were quite uneventful that I've nothing much to update on. A brief one on the events:&lt;br /&gt;1) 25/9- Mooncake Festival Celebration and NZ's birthday celebration. (Thanks Kelvin n Duncan for transport)&lt;br /&gt;2) 27/9- CF's Welcoming Party&lt;br /&gt;3) 29/9- Went to KAOG (my 2nd time in a AOG assembly)&lt;br /&gt;4)6/10- 1st LAN Moral class for the sem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now 10/10 is Raya hols! :) This raya will be home alone though.haha...mum's going over to grandma's tomorrow to accompany her as aunt and family is flying off to Kuching for family hols. Dad is a busy man, who still doesn't know the plans for his Raya. He won't be back till Sat anyway. And he already have a dinner date on Sat...hmm...so what's mine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-6314429281643468196?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/6314429281643468196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=6314429281643468196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6314429281643468196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6314429281643468196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/10/month-update.html' title='A month, an update'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-1023605132388342190</id><published>2007-09-10T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:26.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nodame Cantabile!</title><content type='html'>What's keeping me glued to the comp and not getting my butt to packing and getting things ready for Uni? It's this awesome Japanese drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting to all, NODAME CANTABILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU5g8uOJFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ipYTlpPpMN4/s1600-h/thanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU5g8uOJFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ipYTlpPpMN4/s320/thanks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108552590540285010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                      http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Nodame_Cantabile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU57MuOJGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NIkWJIQ-OWo/s1600-h/pg12-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU57MuOJGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NIkWJIQ-OWo/s320/pg12-06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108553041511851106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU6XcuOJII/AAAAAAAAAGs/2zN7NJ5HzFE/s1600-h/sto11_img08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU6XcuOJII/AAAAAAAAAGs/2zN7NJ5HzFE/s320/sto11_img08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108553526843155586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt passed me the DVD saying, this is one that will interest you. She couldn't be wrong. haha...I was totally addicted. It brought back loads of sweet memories of the days that I've spent in CHS Band. Although we were not an orchestra. No doubt I still see images of the F504 members and CHSB members. How much I missed them...in calculation, we've spent alot of time together, went through alot together. Those people in S orchestra of this drama, their performances just resembles us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU8X8uOJLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/biZ6pvuhAhA/s1600-h/PICT0105.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU8X8uOJLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/biZ6pvuhAhA/s320/PICT0105.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108555734456345778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           Our last Pesta (Pesta 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU74MuOJKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/j8l0iAc5V3A/s1600-h/PICT0059.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU74MuOJKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/j8l0iAc5V3A/s320/PICT0059.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108555188995499170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                      Our last performance before retirement. (Yamaha Concert 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU9hcuOJMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Lfcq6XWcsnY/s1600-h/10269344238134m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU9hcuOJMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Lfcq6XWcsnY/s320/10269344238134m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108556997176730818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               All of Us  after Penang trip (our last trip with everyone together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU-WMuOJNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Kbo1lYPxc5E/s1600-h/Picture+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU-WMuOJNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Kbo1lYPxc5E/s320/Picture+161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108557903414830290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                 Leaving footprints in each others' lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuVACcuOJPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wyNHDoNqBVs/s1600-h/Picture+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuVACcuOJPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wyNHDoNqBVs/s320/Picture+159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108559763135669490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Special presents and souvenirs from them. In memory...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you f504 for walking with me throughout the 5 yrs. Will never forget the joy n sweat we share. :) Don't know when's the next time we'll come together as a whole, the 10 of us? Hopefully there's this day that will come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-1023605132388342190?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/1023605132388342190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=1023605132388342190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1023605132388342190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1023605132388342190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/09/nodame-cantabile.html' title='Nodame Cantabile!'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RuU5g8uOJFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ipYTlpPpMN4/s72-c/thanks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-1034849966811118053</id><published>2007-09-07T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T21:09:03.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>The activity of this blog depends heavily on the time I'm at home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad confirmed he couldn't make it home this weekend. *Groans* That means I'm handicapped for yet another week. As much as I hate it, I still got to admit, I'm a daddy's girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confessions on why I'm home for the whole week: No transport. (dad's car broke down last week, mum's yet to fix) Speak of dependence. I've broke my promise last week and missed a gathering. Yet to fulfill the promise to PL on bringing her to Pelita. And..am I going to break another one and give Real Youth another miss tomorrow? Tomorrow will probably be the best shot that I'll be "free" to attend RY. So much of having more time to attend RY during holidays...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a whole line of activities lined-up for tomorrow since weeks ago. Timing just isn't on my side. Got to go down to Semenyih for spring cleaning, RY camp review( didn't make it to camp, really don't wanna miss this again), family's "ladies fellowship" (haha...yea..my aunts have this once a month) but I've yet to make an appearance in any one of them, FBC's New Hope Mid-autumn celebration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiks..choices, I detest making choices. :( Pray that all goes well as I uses the public transport to get to all destinations safely tomorrow. Pray that I'll be on time too. :) In such, so that I won't have to break my promises...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-1034849966811118053?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/1034849966811118053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=1034849966811118053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1034849966811118053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1034849966811118053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts...'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-1323441636722988283</id><published>2007-09-05T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T10:41:49.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings...</title><content type='html'>Evolution...The world goes through evolution. This blog of mine went through evolution as well through out the year. I started this blog out of my friends' request so to update them on my life as we part, going the miles to different parts of the world. I've disappointed them by only updating once in a blue moon, thus losing their visits. I've preserved the confidentiality of my blog till recently. Posts have been carefully thought through before publishing due to self-consciousness. Now, it had turned to be a place where I dump my thoughts, not caring who's reading even care less whether do they actually read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been bumming around doing nothing for the past few days after returning from Malacca. It's a real break finally. Time had allow me to dwell luxuriously in my own thoughts and I've come to realisation for numerous things.Chatted with Lok yesterday. The conversation hit me hard. It reminds me on how much he had grown in the Lord for the past year. My walk with God however had been on a rocky path. That was the reason why I felt God was talking to me through Uncle George during KGC's family camp. Remembered the 3 Rs he preached on. I was fed 5Rs during MYC, now 3Rs. Rest, Restoration, Revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REST came in as the 1st R. Asking from my heart, I've yet to really practise this since the day I entered school. No matter physically (at home) nor spiritually (with God).Since primary school, I've been busied by all kinds of activities. Time at home will be just for dinner and sleep. I'll be in school for more than 12 hrs. A day of 24 hrs, half spent in school, the other in dreamland. Where do I get time with God and family? I've yet to really come away by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was a rare opportunity for me to really get away from busy-ness and allow me to sit down and think through things. It was also an opportunity for me to take time out and get back in touch with family and friends. It made me realise how much I've drifted apart. Conversations will be awkward after awhile as we run out of topics. Basically due to the ignorance of each other lives. Unconsciously,  we  are  moving further away from each other with time. Time could bring one closer but also could drift one further apart. Mum's constant nagging never gets away from "Time and tide waits for no man." It really scares me as the new semester approaches to announce its arrival...That shortens the time left at home..ironic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-1323441636722988283?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/1323441636722988283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=1323441636722988283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1323441636722988283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1323441636722988283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/09/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings...'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-802182595688908711</id><published>2007-09-01T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T23:41:03.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes September..</title><content type='html'>This month shall mark the end of my 4 months summer holidays. I don't know whether to fret or to rejoice. I'm the typical human who am hard to please. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August was a month full of events. It has always been my favourite month of the year,as school holidays always falls in August. Not to forget, it's my birth month. haha...Many family members share the same birth month so does Malaysia. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed my attachment at Hospital Pantai, Ayer Keroh during the month of August. It was an eye-opener experience. I've benefited alot throughout my time there. Many thanks to the pharmacist, Ms Tan and all my colleagues. Their amusing chatter and laughter had helped me through my time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a week off for KGC+BTGC Family Camp at HCC. Had a really good time and enjoyed the hospitality of members fr KGC n BTGC. It was a splendid time off, away from work to spend time with God. It was also a really good opportunity to get to know the KGC and BTGC family more. The message was on common topics and verses which we should have known by heart but are exactly those we tend to neglect. However,it still made an impact as the speaker revealed it in  a refreshing way. "God is merciful and faithful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am still in a daze..adapting and sorting out life after working for 2 months. Realising my days were centered around work, sleep, slitting in a bit of sports. It's quite pathetic. I've quite forgotten the feel of studying. Things for the new sem are still pending and unsettled. 2 weeks for me to do so...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-802182595688908711?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/802182595688908711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=802182595688908711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/802182595688908711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/802182595688908711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/09/here-comes-september.html' title='Here comes September..'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-111202349952115382</id><published>2007-07-21T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:28:16.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pages.prodigy.net/hpdevo/quiz/hermi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pages.prodigy.net/hpdevo/quiz"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Which HP Kid Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..so the last book of the HP series is out today. I'm not a feverish fan of HP but I don't mind reading it when it comes my way. I read all of the previous 6 books, however I do not own any of them. I'm soo not gonna spend 100 over for the last book either. Actually, fr the 4th book, Rowling's stories tend to get too long-winded. I get bored reading it. However, I still bear the curiosity to know about Harry's development. It'll be nice if I get to read the ending. So, who's the kind-hearted one this time that will spare their copy to satisfy  my cravings? *grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-111202349952115382?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/111202349952115382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=111202349952115382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/111202349952115382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/111202349952115382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-fever.html' title='Harry Potter Fever'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-1739130518005128522</id><published>2007-07-17T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:27.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Hour Famine Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RpyeFW222rI/AAAAAAAAAGE/u4G8lXI8EY0/s1600-h/30hrfamhome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RpyeFW222rI/AAAAAAAAAGE/u4G8lXI8EY0/s320/30hrfamhome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088115493894019762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please help these children!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Was quite busy for the past 2 months that I've totally forgot my obligations towards this 30 Hour Famine Camp! Flipping through the pile of stuff which has slowly mounted up throughout these few weeks, I found this envelope containing 10 donation cards for the famine camp. I need to help raise funds for the unfortunate and the deadline is drawing really near!(ps: I hvn't approached a single donor. *sobs*) Need to hand them in by 26th Aug but I'll be leaving for Malacca this Sun. Aiks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting here won't be of great help since this site is only open to a handful close friends and family. But peeps  who happen to see this,pls show your kindness and generosity. :)Leave me a msg if you are interested. For more info about the beneficiaries and the camp, pls visit: &lt;a href="http://famine.worldvision.com.my/2007"&gt;http://famine.worldvision.com.my/2007/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hereby my sincere thanks to those who helped! Let's come together to make this world a better place. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-1739130518005128522?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/1739130518005128522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=1739130518005128522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1739130518005128522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/1739130518005128522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/07/30-hour-famine-camp.html' title='30 Hour Famine Camp'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RpyeFW222rI/AAAAAAAAAGE/u4G8lXI8EY0/s72-c/30hrfamhome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-7775753905834541922</id><published>2007-07-13T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T00:36:33.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guardian</title><content type='html'>Received the news about big bro passing all his subjects with flying colours, thus drawing a full-stop on his University life.Closing the chapter of his study life. Congratulations bro! Proud of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through the moments in life, I do believe that God has granted me a guardian angel whom had always watch over me. Although my life wouldn't be a smooth sailing one, but the ups and downs are those that shaped me to what I am today. At least I know I've grown up throughout the yrs aft I'm out of high school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the youngest in the family, I'm the precious princess of my parents, the sassy sis of my bro and even extended family members do spoil me to bits. I really thank God for everything that He has granted me all this time. I went through the education that many unfortunate ones could only dream of. Got into the Uni of my choice, taking the course of my choice. My bro was comparingly less fortunate. Accounting wasn't his choice for study. Albeit the occasional whines and regrets, he still pulled through the course well and done my parents proud. Salutes to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borned into a middle-class family, although we don't lead a utter luxurious life, but my parents have worked hard all their lives to provide us the best. I didn't need to work for my living, nor education. Everything was spoon-fed. Although I've worked around abit. Those jobs are still under the protective wings of my family. Helping mum in the bakery she's attached to years ago..just a simple helping hand in aunty Ng's factory..Guardian is my very 1st job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that this weekend will be my last weekend, feeling heavy-hearted. It was a very short-lived job. I think I will miss my colleagues. They alrd said they gonna miss me. So sweet of them. I've learned a tremendous lot throughout my few days at Guardian. Thanks to my manager, supervisor, Kak Lin (the pharmacist)amd all my fellow sales colleagues. You guys taught me alot of stuff. All beneficial to my future developments. I really had FUN working there. All of them including the manager were a bunch of fun people. Making work less boring and actually quite entertaining. Esp some amusing remarks and acts from the supervisor. It's also a great opportunity to serve different customers with different needs and attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a taste on how a community pharmacy work from my 2 weeks at Guardian. In another weeks time, I will head down to Melaka and start on my hospital training in Pantai Hospital. Wish I will enjoy it as well. Clinical is my field of interest. Wish I make full use of this opportunity to learn as much as I could.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-7775753905834541922?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/7775753905834541922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=7775753905834541922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/7775753905834541922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/7775753905834541922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/07/guardian.html' title='Guardian'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-8543956017274493350</id><published>2007-07-06T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T11:51:55.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Samaritan</title><content type='html'>Recently I did an assignment on the parable of the Good Samaritan. Through this only did I realise and learn the origin and the links towards the current definition for Good Samaritan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Samaritan today, is referred to a kind-hearted, helpful and righteous person. However, in the olden days, Jews treat Samaritans as the hated foreigners.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;30In reply Jesus said: "A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, when he fell into the hands of robbers. They stripped him of his clothes, beat him and went away, leaving him half dead. 31A priest happened to be going down the same road, and when he saw the man, he passed by on the other side. 32So too, a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side. 33But a Samaritan, as he traveled, came where the man was; and when he saw him, he took pity on him. 34He went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he put the man on his own donkey, took him to an inn and took care of him. 35The next day he took out two silver coins[c] and gave them to the innkeeper. 'Look after him,' he said, 'and when I return, I will reimburse you for any extra expense you may have.' &lt;/span&gt; (Luke 10:30-35)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not the priest nor the levite who gave the man a helping hand. It's the Samaritan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Love your neighbor as yourself.' &lt;/span&gt; The Lord says this in Luke. Neighbours are not only those who are near us but include everyone that come in contact with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've started work in Guardian for almost a week now already.Every of my colleague treated me very nicely and it's my blessings to get to know all of them. They were very worried that I'll be lonely and bored as I'm the only Chinses worker there.(Excluding the manager). They came in as a bunch of friends fr UniTAR and I came alone. However, they try their best to accommodate me and let me in their circle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this, I truly feel the feelings of those international students. My Malay have been deteriorating by the day aft yrs of abandoning. Due to my limited Malay vocabs, it became a communication barrier. My 1st day at work, a guy came in to by EPO pills. While explaining the difference between the Vegicaps and Bovine Caps, I made a serious mistake. He couldn't understand Bovine and request me to explain it in Malay. I was so lost with words that I blurted out Haiwan. He was so offended and got into a fit pushing back the products and fumed, 'Tak Halal lar tu! Mana boleh?! Tak nak lar !' He later stomped out of the shop in fury. I felt so guilty and embarrassed. Just a word, it could create loads of misunderstandings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in yesterday with the intention to stop work at Guardian. This is because hospital training might be starting in August and also I'll need to help my aunt in bringing my grandma to the hospital for follow ups with the orthopedics.  It was unsuccessful however. I was requested to stay on and work part-time. Granting me leave for the 2 weeks hospital training.So, I will need to continue work. Sorry to CHS band juniors. I can't make it to support you guys on Sun. Wish you all GOOD LUCK and may you strive for glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave this for now, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAR BRO! May the Lord blessings shower upon you on this joyous occasion. Regards and well wishes from everyone at home. Take care in the land downunder."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-8543956017274493350?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/8543956017274493350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=8543956017274493350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/8543956017274493350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/8543956017274493350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/07/good-samaritan.html' title='Good Samaritan'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-9012242231718083317</id><published>2007-06-29T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:27.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapters in Life...</title><content type='html'>Farewell after farewell, friends leaving one by one. Each time attending a farewell, there's a struggle to overcome mixed feelings in the heart.  Although farewells were also attended throughout the past 2 yrs...however, this time round, it's another different story. A whole bunch of buddies, going separate ways at the same time, leaving a meager few around. A sudden pang of loneliness just slid in. Happy for them, as they go on pursuing their dreams and future. Sad,that this time round might be the last meeting of the near future or even years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RoU6plz6S_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/FCQppvH63vA/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RoU6plz6S_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/FCQppvH63vA/s320/DSC00040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081532240756362226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A night's out at uptown for a farewell to Joel (Doesn't it look like we are partners in business, and we just closed shop? haha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a book, everyday. May be a whole new story or a continuation of yesterday's. It's all up to you. Happenings of the days are actually writings for the book, with no allowance for typo or errors. There's no erasing nor rewriting allowed. Yes, you may make up for the mistakes done, but things will somehow never be the same again. There's no U-turn nor reversing in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each phase of our life is a whole new chapter in the book. I've stepped into my last chapter for study life-University a yr ago. Flipping back, I've painted the chapter with dark and bright colours resembling the up and downs that I've faced throughout the yr. As my friends are starting their own chapters this time round, I wish them all the best in their future undertakings!Take good care of yourselves. Keep in touch. Cheers guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-9012242231718083317?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/9012242231718083317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=9012242231718083317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/9012242231718083317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/9012242231718083317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/06/chapters-in-life.html' title='Chapters in Life...'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RoU6plz6S_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/FCQppvH63vA/s72-c/DSC00040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-3710367494233171934</id><published>2007-06-28T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T01:39:23.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola, Amigo! Adios...</title><content type='html'>I got frustrated waiting endlessly for the replies fr the summer placements management. Either Subang Perdana's or Melaka's. July is approaching and I still yet to receive any calls although Mr Wong said soon. (2 weeks ago) I'm fed up with waiting and decided to go on a job hunt at Giant Kelana yest. I landed myself with a job at Guardian and am going to start work this Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job requires me to work 12 hrs/day, 7days/week. Will be tiring, but hopefully I get to learn something and gain some on-hand experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been saying alot of hellos Welcome back and also good byes lately. Met up with Xin Yi and Li-ying whose back fr Sg n UK respectively, today at MV for a farewell in honour of Sze Hui and Weng Lian who will be embarking on their journey up North for their Universities studies. Lunched at Oh Sushi and later a drink and long chats at Starbucks. All the best Sze Hui n Ah Lian! Take good care of yourselves there. Hope you all enjoy yourselves too besides working hard for your bright future! Keep in touch. Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-3710367494233171934?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/3710367494233171934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=3710367494233171934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3710367494233171934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3710367494233171934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/06/hola-amigo-adios.html' title='Hola, Amigo! Adios...'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-6314297188929338189</id><published>2007-06-25T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:28.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossing Boundaries</title><content type='html'>As promised,  I will post something about NoGAPS. Bringing back time to last week, I attended NoGAPS (National Gathering for Pharmacy Students) at UiTM from 14-17/6/07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title NoGAPS, besides being an acronym, it also meant closing up the gaps between pharmacy students by bringing pharmacy students throughout M'sia together to interact and share their views. Students from various Universities (School of Pharmacy) came from every part of M'sia to this gathering and bonded thru several activities organized by the OC (mainly consisting of UiTM  Yr 2 students). The gathering was basically an enjoyable and interactive event. Although I've been regretting signing up for it before going, but I came back with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the gathering :&lt;br /&gt;1) Cultural Night&lt;br /&gt;2) Debate- "Dispensing Rights"&lt;br /&gt;3) Community Service- A trip to Ractar Orphanage&lt;br /&gt;4) Grand Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were divided into groups throughout the gathering to avoid us clustering ourselves back to our own "clan". And on cultural night, each group were required to present something which goes with the theme of the night: "Fusion of modern and traditional".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the venue and got disheartened at the environment in which where the cultural night was held. Everyone were nicely dressed up to find themselves in a foyer of some hall without electric supply. Steam. However, entertainment made up for the day. My group presented a sketch. Basically a boring one. The other groups esp those groups who won, did a really good job. There were dance, fashion show etc to name a few. Hidden talents of the future pharmacists discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6g9tnI-QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/xunXLZoNtmo/s1600-h/790665258m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6g9tnI-QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/xunXLZoNtmo/s320/790665258m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079674411796723970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group 2= One of the winners. They did a fashion show. It was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heated debate took place in the afternoon of the 2nd day. 1 representative fr each Uni stood in as speakers. 3 for the government, and 3 for the opposition. Siva stood in as UNiM's representative on the opposition side. It was an awakening call to us. It showed us how little were we exposed to the pharmacy world in M'sia as we follow the UK syllabus. We as M'sians should not be ignorant to issues in M'sia although lectures and information fed were always surrounding those in the UK. Siva was put in a spot as being on the opposition side is opposing to what we were taught of. The debate on "Dispensing Rights".The UK was on this tract long time ago. It's ironic to be opposing on dispensing rights as a pharmacist. Naturally, the government won. However, it's a well-deserved win too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Community service took place in an orphanage. My job was to be a facilitator and to supervise the kids as they participate in the games. They are sooo adorable. A session with the teen-aged orphans, brought me to hardships they go through in life. It reminds me on how lucky I am to have a loving family. Thank God for everything that He blessed me with. I will like to volunteer again if I get the chance to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grand Dinner was the highlight of the gathering. Held in a resort managed by UiTM management students, the dinner was well attended by every delegates and also VIPs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6kztnI-RI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4oWvc96jayk/s1600-h/430372366l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6kztnI-RI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4oWvc96jayk/s320/430372366l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079678638044543250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Table 4- The lucky table. We won a game of "Treasure Hunt" by gathering 16 odd stuff in 5 minutes. All the weirdos might have just gathered at this table turning it into the lucky table.:) We have ppl brining tooth floss with them everywhere they go, there's ppl who is proud of hving braces, one who brings 2 phones n 1 happens to be Nokia 3310  n the list goes on. Thus, allowing us to be the only table who managed to gather all 16 items in less than 5 minutes. Lady luck came to the table fr there. 3 out of 10 of us won a prize in the Lucky draw. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to the OCs of NoGAPS 2007. Cheers to Pharmacy on the Move! (Motto for the gathering)&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Moving on with time, I went to support CHS in yesterday's Pesta Selangor. It's a pleasure for me to be able to shout out with pride here : CONGRATULATIONS CHSB!! YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME AND YOU ALL DID ROCK THE STADIUM! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very proud of my juniors. They really did a good job. They claimed the victory despite only practising for a few days. Sacrificing their time to go back for practises in the midst of exams. 100% dedication brings success. They proved that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I felt uncomfortable with the slogan for this year: Reclaim the Obvious. But yea that shows their determination n strong will. CHSB you did it! Continue to strive on and may glory continue to be with you in Nationals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6nmdnI-SI/AAAAAAAAAFc/skW3Q5TofNw/s1600-h/DSC01882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6nmdnI-SI/AAAAAAAAAFc/skW3Q5TofNw/s320/DSC01882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079681708946159906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Looking smart despite the blaring sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6nsNnI-TI/AAAAAAAAAFk/APFMPCpG9VI/s1600-h/DSC01899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6nsNnI-TI/AAAAAAAAAFk/APFMPCpG9VI/s320/DSC01899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079681807730407730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              My favourite formation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6nztnI-UI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DrYQCULoy7o/s1600-h/DSC01905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6nztnI-UI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DrYQCULoy7o/s320/DSC01905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079681936579426626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         Gabriel VP and Conductor of 06/07 victorious with the trophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6n5NnI-VI/AAAAAAAAAF0/U0gthvowM3I/s1600-h/DSC01910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6n5NnI-VI/AAAAAAAAAF0/U0gthvowM3I/s320/DSC01910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079682031068707154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Congrats once again! Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;*Pics courtesy of Li-ying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-6314297188929338189?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/6314297188929338189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=6314297188929338189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6314297188929338189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/6314297188929338189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/06/crossing-boundaries.html' title='Crossing Boundaries'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/Rn6g9tnI-QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/xunXLZoNtmo/s72-c/790665258m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-4190678363772057501</id><published>2007-06-18T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T21:41:04.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>For those who were burning to know the outcome of my results...nthg suicidal and nthg glorious.&lt;br /&gt;Say I'm optimistic or unambitious, I'm satisfied and happy with what I've obtained. Thanks be to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed with a caring tutor. Chatted with Mr.Wong for a whole hour, despite me croaking since I lost my voice during NoGAPS. Yes, my voice is still not back yet. :( I informed him about the uncertainties of my placement. I supposed he settled that for me today itself but sadly I didn't manage to answer his call yet again. Feel so bad about it.My utmost gratitude to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The public universities placement have been out early. Most of my friends were blessed with their choices. 80% of them got to "local" Unis (in state) such as UPM, UKM and UM; and 90% got into M'sia top Unis UPM, USM, UKM, UM. Congrats to all of them. UPM and UKM peeps easier to meet up now.(hopefully) haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.. (Romans 8:28)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-4190678363772057501?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/4190678363772057501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=4190678363772057501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4190678363772057501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/4190678363772057501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/06/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-273394182085547412</id><published>2007-06-17T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T21:58:08.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NoGAPS</title><content type='html'>Just came back from NoGAPS this afternoon. Will update about it later. I am really hving no gaps for the past 2 months and now am suffering the consequences. Lost my voice during NoGAPS although I didn't suffer from a sore throat. Supposed it's j dehydration and insufficient sleep for the past 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is either 7th heaven/ dooms day for me as I will need to go back to UNiM to collect my results tomorrow morning. Now am regretting to the fact that I agreed to go back when Mr Wong called. Should hv just wait for it to be posted. &gt;.&lt; Ppl pray hard for me...I don't want resits!! That's all I'm asking for right now. =p And Lord hear our prayers..I believe that Your blessings will once again be showered upon me. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Line is still cranky and my house phone..the tel line got destroyed by the lightning. So, I shall not waste time constructing a lengthy post to let it go up in smoke later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back in PD for a week after collecting my results as dad's going there for work for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since dad don't even use the comp, leave out him visiting blogs. I'm not doing any Father's Day tribute here. =p However, back to rituals..still need to wish HAPPY FATHER'S DAY! to beloved Dad and also to all fathers out there! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-273394182085547412?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/273394182085547412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=273394182085547412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/273394182085547412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/273394182085547412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/06/nogaps.html' title='NoGAPS'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-3724719330260946305</id><published>2007-06-12T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T19:50:50.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Studies...</title><content type='html'>Sheesh...got bitten by the flu bug and am cooped up at home. Thus, endless times on9. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've gotten my Malaysian Studies results via e-mail this afternoon. Nothing to be proud of, boredom just got the better of me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans Serif;font-size:-1;"&gt; Dear Elaine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MPW2133 Malaysian Studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your grade is B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Pooi Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans Serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;T&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hat's the email i received reporting my results. Apparently others got the similar one with just their name changed. LOL...conclusion we came up with..It's the standard mail and the standard grade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the bright side, I passed it! Did it without spending much time and thoughts on it. Whee..So, no more tortures. Thank God for His guidance and blessings. Thank those who prayed for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-3724719330260946305?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/3724719330260946305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=3724719330260946305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3724719330260946305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3724719330260946305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/06/malaysian-studies.html' title='Malaysian Studies...'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-5994752745468220599</id><published>2007-06-10T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:11:32.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIRACLES :)</title><content type='html'>Thinking up a title for every post is a daunting task. Miracles came into my mind as I just came back from Miracle Youth Conference (4-8/6/07), and also was thinking about all the miracles that God blessed me with throughout my life. Especially this summer holidays. :) A penny for my thoughts, I'll like to pen those memories down for remembrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok as per on my agenda, the 1st activity of the summer was the Redang trip. Pictures paint thousand words..so, let the pictures describe the trip for me. (Pics courtesy of my coursemates)&lt;br /&gt;Redang (12-15/5/07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrVTtnI-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/lDIjVtF32FU/s1600-h/DSC09371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrVTtnI-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/lDIjVtF32FU/s320/DSC09371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074102464824276994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                         Before Departure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrVsNnI-BI/AAAAAAAAADU/qXeEjlt4BWc/s1600-h/DSC09418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrVsNnI-BI/AAAAAAAAADU/qXeEjlt4BWc/s320/DSC09418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074102885731072018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     Upon arrival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrYa9nI-EI/AAAAAAAAADs/mUlhr21tfeo/s1600-h/847488457l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrYa9nI-EI/AAAAAAAAADs/mUlhr21tfeo/s320/847488457l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074105887913211970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong the Mermaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrWUNnI-DI/AAAAAAAAADk/iAaYuwmdPS8/s1600-h/556143229l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrWUNnI-DI/AAAAAAAAADk/iAaYuwmdPS8/s320/556143229l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074103572925839410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And next thing up after Redang trip was the CF farewell dinner. I went for it after much persuasion. Partly to say a formal goodbye and show my token of appreciation to my beloved CG leaders and members.&lt;br /&gt;CF Farewell Dinner @ Italiannes, The Curve (21/5/07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrYpdnI-FI/AAAAAAAAAD0/5-ObH39EEO4/s1600-h/DSCI0005%2B%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrYpdnI-FI/AAAAAAAAAD0/5-ObH39EEO4/s320/DSCI0005%2B%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074106137021315154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls that attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrZ9dnI-GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3q25-hxoO_Q/s1600-h/DSC03891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrZ9dnI-GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3q25-hxoO_Q/s320/DSC03891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074107580130326626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys that attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of the week after CF dinner were quite vague. Maybe because I did nothing much besides pigging at home. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days 1 night package at Grandma's (27-28/5/07)&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Jayne, invited me to her place for a night as I had nothing to do and she's hving her school holidays. Aunt called me over to teach my young cousin bro maths as he will be sitting for his UPSR this year. But I did not fulfill that. =p Went for high-tea at Summit hotel with my aunt while my cousin and her fren shop at Summit. The next day, aunt treated me lunch at BBQ Plaza. Highly recommended place..esp for teens like us. You can chit-chat while bbq-ing ur food, and the food taste reallly good. The price is also reasonable. :) So, weight increased mightily aft that 2 days. Aiks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theory teaching experience (29-30/5/07)&lt;br /&gt;Called back to teach the new members theory and aural for CHS Band Drill Camp 2007. It was a mesmerizing experience. I never expected F1s of these days to be so inquisitive and vibrant. I remembered being a mousy F1 7  years ago. It was a long time since I last went back. Now, everything seems unfamiliar. I no longer feel belonged and I'm practically a stranger to band members now. However, once a band member, is always a band member. I will never forget the fond memories that band had gave me. Not forgetting to thank all my seniors, sir and teachers. There was the place where I learn and grew up into who I am of today. All those training and eye-opener opportunities..wouldn't be mine if not of band. ALL THE BEST to all members for the upcoming Pesta! Love u guys, will try my best to be there to support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip to Fraser (30/5-2/6/07)&lt;br /&gt;Got invited to a trip to Fraser by Joel, hosted by new met friend Yeat Hann. Rushed back from CHS aft theory lesson and managed a quick shower before Joel came to pick me up. Slept over at Yeat Hann's place before we embark on our journey to fraser the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzD6NnI-HI/AAAAAAAAAEE/_vJ0V7GyDd4/s1600-h/952652729m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzD6NnI-HI/AAAAAAAAAEE/_vJ0V7GyDd4/s320/952652729m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074646284993362034" border="0" /&gt;On the way up to Fraser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzErNnI-II/AAAAAAAAAEM/zTKF6bHIXwY/s1600-h/BBQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzErNnI-II/AAAAAAAAAEM/zTKF6bHIXwY/s320/BBQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074647126806952066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Barbecue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For a detailed post on our trip to Fraser, pls visit Lion's blog. :D (Do you mind Lion?)&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Lion.  http://lionlai.blogspot.com/&lt;a href="http://lionlai.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html"&gt;http://lionlai.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big THANK YOU to Yeat Hann for having me there. Uncle, Aunty for the hospitality. Joel for the invitation and also Lion, Jason, Weng Lian, Queenie and Wei En for the company. It was a memorable and fun-filled trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to my group members..I didn't make it to Relay for Life as I came back from Fraser's late. Delayed due to continuous downpour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracle Youth Conference (MYC) 2007 @ UPM (4-8/6/07)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Su Fung for letting me know about this camp and asking me to it. It really was a miracle. Had loads of fun and learned alot through this camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzG9dnI-JI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mqG9joqxIMk/s1600-h/Copy+of+faci%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzG9dnI-JI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mqG9joqxIMk/s320/Copy+of+faci%2B001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074649639362820242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My fellow delegates at the camp. "Hey Youth!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzHY9nI-KI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2HD1UP41UkA/s1600-h/faci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzHY9nI-KI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2HD1UP41UkA/s320/faci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074650111809222818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The team of Facis and OCs - "What's up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzH29nI-LI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rbwc6CTJdqc/s1600-h/Picture+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzH29nI-LI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rbwc6CTJdqc/s320/Picture+166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074650627205298354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aiyo Group- "How are you feeling to today?!" EXCELLENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzIWtnI-MI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qPYwdemq9BY/s1600-h/Picture+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzIWtnI-MI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qPYwdemq9BY/s320/Picture+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074651172666144962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My team leader. "Cool? Like the pool!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the camp:&lt;br /&gt;1) Black and White party&lt;br /&gt;2) Miracle University&lt;br /&gt;3) Night Stalk&lt;br /&gt;4) Global Village&lt;br /&gt;5) Rock the World Concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I learned:&lt;br /&gt;1) Team-building&lt;br /&gt;2) Stress Management&lt;br /&gt;3) Creative Thinking&lt;br /&gt;4) Globalisation&lt;br /&gt;5) A little Spanish and Dutch&lt;br /&gt;6) Setting up a company&lt;br /&gt;7) Sponsorship proposal&lt;br /&gt;8) Cultural Differences&lt;br /&gt;9) Endless costume making fr recycled items ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzMntnI-OI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1FzEHUP6jDQ/s1600-h/Picture+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzMntnI-OI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1FzEHUP6jDQ/s200/Picture+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074655862770432226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzN_tnI-PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QO9VT00HKZw/s1600-h/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmzN_tnI-PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QO9VT00HKZw/s200/DSC00430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074657374598920434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bra, Bra, Bravo! Itchy, Itchy, Ichiban! Fan, Fan, Fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;*applause to the organizers...AIESEC UPM! Bravo, you guys did a fantastic job to make this event a success. Ichiban! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there goes 1 month of my summer holidays. Hvn't been resting well since study break which is 2 months ago! :o and am down with a slight flu now. Better get some rest before I depart for NoGaps in UiTM on Thurs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND..congratulations to those who read this line! You have the ultimate patience to read through this lengthy post. That gives u the award of being my faithful supporter. :) THANK YOU for being so loyal. Haha...till my next update..toodles for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-5994752745468220599?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/5994752745468220599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=5994752745468220599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5994752745468220599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5994752745468220599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/06/miracles.html' title='MIRACLES :)'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrHQ2V5v9Cc/RmrVTtnI-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/lDIjVtF32FU/s72-c/DSC09371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105318.post-3144994803402952655</id><published>2007-05-28T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T13:17:35.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER :)</title><content type='html'>I got a question from my aunt while she's sending me home from a night's stay at her place. "I like this day, when it's cloudy and cooling but not raining. How bout u?" I gave it some thoughts...and realized, I like the sun, but not the heat. =p The sun, bright and shiny, shines upon the earth gives me hope and cheers me up. :)&lt;br /&gt;I've started my summer holidays 2 weeks ago. I had a good start by holidaying in Redang right after exams 2 weeks ago. It was really fun. A big THANK YOU to Chin Hong for organizing the trip fr scratch single-handedly even in the midst of exams. It wouldn't be a success if not of you. Stayed on on campus after Redang for a few days to pack and spend sometime with some course mates. Although our main motive of house hunting failed, it was still a good week.&lt;br /&gt;A week at home was more than enough to bore me out of my life... that I finally seek refuge to my grandma's place to spend sometime with my grandma, aunt and cousins. Thank you for the hospitality and all those delicious meals. :) Now, back home, I spent sometime thinking and planning on how to spend my holidays wisely... and here goes the list of my summer activities:&lt;br /&gt;1) Class trip- Redang (done)&lt;br /&gt;2) CF farewell dinner (done)&lt;br /&gt;3) 28-31/5 CHS Band drill camp (called back to teach theory and aural)&lt;br /&gt;4) 2-3/6 Relay for Life Campaign&lt;br /&gt;5) 8/6 First Baptist Church Anniversary Grand Celebration&lt;br /&gt;6) 14-17/6 No Gaps Pharmacy Conference&lt;br /&gt;7) 15/6 Results!! aiks aiks...&lt;br /&gt;8) 23/6 Pesta Pancaragam Selangor (Supporting?) hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;9) 28-29/6 F504 Gathering?&lt;br /&gt;10) July- Summer placement (Melaka Pantai/ Subang Perdana?) *hopefully I get a placement&lt;br /&gt;11) ?Aug- Youth Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat's the agenda of my four months holidays!! Will slit in some time to update my abandoned blog. So those limited peeps that hv my add, continue supporting it! Thank you. And hope to meet u guys personally now that all of us are on holidays. Except Shu Ning whom will be holidaying back in Australia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-3144994803402952655?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/3144994803402952655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=3144994803402952655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3144994803402952655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/3144994803402952655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/05/summer.html' title='SUMMER :)'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-5523626885004959237</id><published>2007-04-08T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T21:15:09.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter to everyone out there! The week was a busy but fruitful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am pretty lazy to construct an "essay" for updates...so here goes the summary of my week in point form =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Continued helping out with the props for the Easter play on Mon and Tues nights...it was some sleepless nights for us. But still it was rewarding to see that all the bits and pieces are starting to fall to place and the outcome of it was sweet. :) (ps: a slight addition fr the previous week. Thanks to all our classmates who are non- CF members whom pitched in and helped out with the props.A big thank you to all of you! It was touching how close we grew and how much we cared for each other. The yellow strip now holds the kindness and warmth of the yr 1 pharmacy class!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went house-hunting, in preparation of where to stay for the next semester. We discovered a new place: Bandar Tasik Kesuma putting aside the popular TTS and Sunway Semenyih. Followed Mr Z there during lunch hour and continued quest after class. Everyone fall in love with the place as there's so many conveniences there. So, that's the place we are targetting now.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Easter play: CSI Jerusalem on Wed night. I was occupied with the resource booth branching out to be the usher as well as the ticket seller. ^^Thus, missing the opportunity to watch it "Live". However, the audience responses was positive listening to the laughter and applause from outside the hall.The turn out was really good and encouraging. We managed to peep during the "Rejoice" scene and caught Matt dancing. It was good. Had fun and enjoyed myself. Escaped joining the after party with the CF members and went to mamak with our classmates instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Embarassingly failed the chemistry test badly. Luckily it was not counted. Self-consoled ourselves by saying that we were just being obedient and listened to Dr D not to study. - -" Dr D was so disappointed that he said he had to bring himself not to jump off a high building in despair. Had the last CG of the year. Went to mamak once again with them. It's sad to think that the year 3 students are leaving us so soon. That's the last CG we had together. Will miss them alot. Took  "family portrait" too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's Good Friday. I did not fast this year. Did not even get to go to church for morning prayers as I got to stay  on campus for LAN mid-sems which was on Sat. &gt;.&lt; It is the time we are reminded that Jesus died and resurrected for us. Did lab reports aft lab report for the whole morning and afternoon. Cooked dinner together. It was fun cooking and eating together. Dared NZ to finish the rice and he really did.( A big heap over the bowl) and remembering Lulu's statement: to digest ur food faster....shake your body...the imitation seems like "shake your bumbum" lol...Studied abit for LAN at night...but ended up chatting with diana and wei en for the whole night till 6am the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went late for LAN...was in time to copy the last 2 pages of notes only =p The test was pretty straight forward. J pray i pass it so that i wouldn't need to go through all this trouble again. Came back to the room and fell asleep as soon as my head touches the pillow. Overslept till 5pm and didn't get to do laundry. Went to church after that, and again mamak aft church. My 1st time hving roti milo. Nice at 1st bite but got too dry as I tucked in. ( that accounts to the 5th mamak dinner in 1 week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Easter!! Rejoice the Lord's resurrection. Stayed back for Sunday school. They had a party. A very quiet and organised one. lol... Slept AGAIN aft coming back fr church. Did my laundry and now cont lab report AGAIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so once again, Happy Easter everyone!&lt;br /&gt;* Ly, SH...i finally get to update my blog. Thanks for dropping by...do cont supporting it though :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-5523626885004959237?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/5523626885004959237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=5523626885004959237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5523626885004959237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/5523626885004959237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!!'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-7508868528198642156</id><published>2007-02-27T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T23:14:08.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low BP and High Spirits</title><content type='html'>We had a lab on measuring arterial blood pressure today. We are supposed to measure the systolic and diastolic pressure using a sphygmomanometer on our friends. I paired with Siow Chin. We both couldn't feel the pulse of each other and the tapping sound was unaudible. My hand got blue from stopping the blood flow for too long trying in vain to get the readings. Many other classmates took turn to try getting our measurements, and finally Nadia was successful. But my DBP was only 58!! Dr Stanlas was shaking his head when he saw that, ouch..unhealthy eh..&lt;br /&gt;My right hand was so numbed after the experiment, but still need to strain it to finish up my lab report in less than 2 hours time. Rushed like mad. Luckily this time we needn't race to the office as we did it in the meeting room behind the office!lol...we intruded with permission. But who cares, as long as we manage to hand in the report before 5! The clock struck 5 before i finish my last sentence, and everyone panicked. Dropped out many points. Better hand in unfinished rather than late and being uncounted.&lt;br /&gt;CF had a concert with their very 1st own band "Worship, Awakening". NZ played the bass, and some classmates came to support. However, they left before the worship ended without our notice &gt;&lt; Ivan the worship leader for the day shared a testimonial on his grandmother's life taken in change of his other family members coming into Christ. Just so happens that the news of his grandmother being snatched and slashed was just been told to me by my mother yesterday through the phone. Why is the society these days so unpeaceful? But as Ivan says, God is graceful and each and everyone will be forsaken.&lt;br /&gt;Uni had just "restarted" from a very short CNY break so nothing much on updates. Bro and cousin flew back to Perth last Sat...feeling abit odd without their presence after so many months.=p Wish they had a good year ahead as they start the new semester tomorrow or next week! It's still Chinese New Year, so i could still wish everyone HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! MAY ALL OF U HAVE A BLESSED AND PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR!!:)&lt;br /&gt;Toodles for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-7508868528198642156?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/7508868528198642156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=7508868528198642156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/7508868528198642156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/7508868528198642156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/02/low-bp-and-high-spirits.html' title='Low BP and High Spirits'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-116987091572756124</id><published>2007-01-27T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T12:08:35.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another begining</title><content type='html'>Sometime still needed to save my dying blog...don't know anyone tat still bother to visit it though.=p&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, and in the new year, (ok pathetic it's 1 month pass the new year) and the begining of a new semester in 2 days time. Hectic schedule awaits us and the "speed" that time moves on is amazingly and scarily fast. to think we j finished our 1st sem exams 3 weeks ago and thoughts of the next one just another 3 months away is quite frightening, and by God's grace, if i passes all, there goes my 1st yr of Uni.&lt;br /&gt;Many have been questioning about my new year resolution, I know this is a real late one, but still it's better late than never right? &lt;br /&gt;Academically:&lt;br /&gt;1) Prepare notes the day itself after lecture...not only 1 day before exams =p&lt;br /&gt;2) Really study and not daydreaming during lectures and group study. (Grace thanks for promising to be my reminder if i drift away!;))&lt;br /&gt;3) Hopefully no more last minute cramming.( Always on the list but never did realised, pray for me that i conquer it this time)&lt;br /&gt;Spiritually:&lt;br /&gt;1) Get to know non-pharmacy CF members.( Proposed by NZ)&lt;br /&gt;2) Read a chapter of the bible everyday.&lt;br /&gt;It may seem little for some of u out there, but to me, I'd rather be conservative and achievable rather than the opposite. So, yea, posted here now, it shall be my reminder as well. &lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck for the coming semester and keep me in thoughts that I survive it enthusiastically and funfilled despite the busy timetable. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-116987091572756124?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/116987091572756124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=116987091572756124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/116987091572756124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/116987091572756124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2007/01/yet-another-begining.html' title='Yet another begining'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-116447751776106810</id><published>2006-11-26T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T01:58:41.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random updates</title><content type='html'>Time sure flies. Remembered I was complaining of being cooped up at home doing nothing, eagerly awaiting the start of Uni not long ago. But now, 10 weeks into Uni life, I longed for the days where I just sit around lazing. Friends farewell, sending them off to countries miles away seems just like yesterday.Reality proves opposite. People are finishing (finished) their 1st year, 1st sem and so on, returning back for hols during the coming month.STPM peers who were whining of their long awaited nightmare are conquering and finishing soon too.Got the below from Eugene's fowarded mail:&lt;br /&gt;          Happy moments, PRAISE GOD.&lt;br /&gt;          Difficult moments, SEEK GOD.&lt;br /&gt;          Quiet moments, WORSHIP GOD.&lt;br /&gt;          Painful moments, TRUST GOD.&lt;br /&gt;          Every moment, THANK GOD.&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting my 10 weeks in Uni, yes I did go through all the mentioned moments, but did I carry out those actions? I don't really know...&lt;br /&gt;Life in Uni was another repeated cycle. However, less hectic winding down as we approach the end of the semester.Some random updates to live up the title of this post:&lt;br /&gt;1) Sort of mess up my 1st try on emulsion. Where I got a water-in-oil emulsion instead of the required oil-in-water for liquid paraffin. Lecturers came to have a hand (a try) at it to reverse it to no avail. Got to repeat the production twice. Luckily, I succeeded on the 2nd attempt and put the marker's efforts of searching mistakes into vain. (grins gleefuly). However, am still unable to escape getting an error from him for my benzyl benzoate for a really stupid mistake.&lt;br /&gt;2) Watched "Flushed Away" with Grace and got entertained by it. Poor mouse/rat got flushed down, and the leeches? are sooo cute. They could sing!! In parts too! Go watch it! It's good for laugh.&lt;br /&gt;3) Had an amazing time in CG. We came up with a banner in 2 hours. That was really cool. To the amazing teamwork..the banner looks nice, although it seems like some kindy room art.  Praise the Lord. So now, we got a name for our CG. Presenting to all: Thurs CG group: SURIA- Standing united, rising, illuminating all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all, Bro is coming back tmr!! But I'll be going back to campus the following day..ah, well, but still get to see him for Christmas:D That reminds me, I need to go for presents shopping for Christmas dinner.Which my close friends will know, I HATE shopping..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-116447751776106810?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/116447751776106810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=116447751776106810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/116447751776106810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/116447751776106810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-updates.html' title='Random updates'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-116272190299667120</id><published>2006-11-05T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T18:37:40.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundane life=boring posts</title><content type='html'>Life's been going round in circles on a weekly basis. I basically repeated the same things every week, therefore the oh so boring posts and updates here. On another note, my emotions or feelings rather went on a roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty anxious for my oral presentation. I know I should be accustomed to it by now with training from band and my college days. Nevertheless, I still haven't overcome stage fright while facing strangers.(Sorry to my group people, I really don't know you guys well enough and so the word stranger.This if someone so how popped by this page by accident)I pulled through it though. Sore throat came just not at the right moment.But thanks God I managed to finish my presentation before falling into a coughing fit. Then came the stress of getting the manufacturing records "perfected". My 3rd prac went smoothly, and though I'm still among the last to get my products marked, but am still on par this time. Got an extra hour of break at least. Gives me a chance to do some calculations questions in the IT lab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frights from seniors and peers of the scary calculations test put me in a fidgety mood. With news that the previous batch having a higher than 50% failure rate. It's tough as the passing rate is a freaking 90%. Everyone studied for it like mad, as though resits are killers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizh..they really shudn't put so many activities on Weds..:D I didn't miss CF though the killer calculations test is due the next day.We had a "fashion parade" with costumes made from newspapers. Wind me down a bit after those tiring days.The people are so creative, had a good laugh.*no photos taken, sorry*Got to give the Halloween party a miss though..sad..we made a vow that we should attend it next yr. Our last chance in M'sia  Uni at least. Saw their decorations and some participants on the way back to the hostel. It looks awesome..really pity can't make it.*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, just scanned through my mail..I passed the killer test!yay! How efficient are they, results out the 2nd day.(Mail sent Fri) There goes, another week of Uni. How time flies..so c'u guys another week!;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-116272190299667120?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/116272190299667120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=116272190299667120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/116272190299667120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/116272190299667120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/11/mundane-lifeboring-posts.html' title='Mundane life=boring posts'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-116136441572162815</id><published>2006-10-21T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T09:37:10.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found Guilty and Sentenced</title><content type='html'>So much of me slacking for the 1st 3 weeks. Am found guilty and sentenced during the fourth week. It's a tormentous and long week. Thanks to myself for postponing my tutorials, records and reports to the very last moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the 1st ever self-written manufacturing record last week, but the lazy me put it off not until the very last moment.&gt;.&lt; Thus, a long Tues looking up for ammonia, ipecacuanha, liquorice....whatmore being burdened by the day's lab reports.(Had chem lab for the wholde day.(3 experiments, 2 write-ups &gt;.&lt;)Queued the whole Wed afternoon(didn't know we should queue, ended up being the last one in Dr. Morris's group) to get my products: Ammonia and Ipecacuanha Mixture and Single-strength peppermint water marked.Appearently the products looked ok, smelled ok and no good work practise infringements. So, not a bad experience for the 1st dispensing class.Tiring though it was, but still fun. Not forgetting staining my labcoat with liquorice liquid.Stupid pipette filler..it was loose and caused air bubbles while filling the pipette up.Was so tired that I wasn't concentrating for the following lecture.Luckily Siow Chin was alert for the 1st part of the lecture and me for the 2nd part.At least we shouldn't miss out much by combining our notes. =p Cellular lecture cancelled for the day.Shouts of joy from everyone when class was dismissed. Skipped PharmNotts AGM and just allow me ample time to wash my labcoat before CF meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arise, Shine"- CF's motto. We played a game, allowing us to get to know ourselves, think how to arise, and shine in UNiM and in our life. It was inspiring. Though exhausted but unfinished calculations tutorial banned me from sleeping.To the utmost shame, everyone else finished it so much earlier. Slogged at it for hours before I get to bed. Slept so soundly I didn't even hear my new housemate shifted in.(In the wee hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to get a longer holidays, I had to rush my lab reports. Spent the whole Thurs night in the IT lab.Worked throught the night, exhaustion causing my brain to disfunction. Asked many stupid questions, just because I can't think straight. Came out freezed at midnight. At least there's some ppl accompanying me back to the hostel.The route is so dark. Chilly wind blowing swiftly gives an eerie effect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long awaited Fri came at last. Even before boarding the bus, I rushed to the IT lab to make amendments to my report before handing it in to the office. Ran back, grabbed my bags and was just in the nick of time before the bus drove off. Looking back, my week had been horrendous and lacking of physical activities. Arghs..need to not slack so much, and fit in some FUN time.(Exercise, sports kind)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-116136441572162815?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/116136441572162815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=116136441572162815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/116136441572162815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/116136441572162815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/10/found-guilty-and-sentenced_116136441572162815.html' title='Found Guilty and Sentenced'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-116083503374917414</id><published>2006-10-14T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T00:44:19.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champion Slacker</title><content type='html'>If I'll to be contesting for the ultimate slacker in UNiM, I will be the champion. And that's no joke. Go check out the way my coursemates study and the time they put in for studies, I'm so out of place. So called that pharmacy is a hardcore course.Oh well, it is..it's just me not budging. I'll be the last to be at the library, and empty shelves will greet me..reason, coz I'm late!! You are supposed to RUN and i tell u RUN like in a race to the library after class to get ur books. Coz the books will vanished in 5 minutes. Even Kam Tong is amazed the way we pass time as a pharmacy student. " How come I see you guys hv so much free time? Are you kidding me that you are a pharmacy student?"...- -" that's what my friends are asking me. ish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found out, the way we are chasing korean dramas is well known and spread out throughout the whole class. Even ppl that we NEVER talk to, also knows.That's bad...While ppl are working their asses off understanding proteins and enzymes, figuring entropy, we are hooked to the laptop analyzing "Palace".&gt;.&lt; Cut the crap and get the update girl..slacking here again blogging.God help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon- My usual routine, rushing back to Uni for class. Dad made pies for lunch..but they were invaded by ants..whole army of ants.I ended up seeing ants rather than pies. Problem of ants in hostel shud be rectified. We had steamboat "party" at night since it's hols the next day. Loads of food..yum! and entertainment.."My Girl", "Palace", "Nanny Mc Phee"...Planned for Tues movie outing at MV for ROB-B-HOOD..got everyone's nerves excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues- All continued sleeping despite the alarm clocks wailing..(everyone's in the apartment rang, but seems like none woke to off it=p) Beauty sleep intruded by msg ring. Everyone's too lazy to travel to MV. So, movie cancelled! Conscience takes place, and everyone agreed we need to get down to books.Ended up...hugging the books to sleep.&gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed- Had my 1st prac. Made Oral Rehydration Salts.I didn't manage to finish the required dosage. Was blur throughout the whole prac..making my way to familiarise myself with the lab and stuff. Next week's my last chance.We will be graded fr the 3rd prac onwards and there's also a test before prac.*Scary* Exhausted and worn out after prac. Sat through afternoon lectures, not absorbing anything. Dr Morris was expecting us not to listen. And tested us out by popping a surprise question revising what he said before.CF's welcoming night later part of the day. Met many other Christians, had fun with ice-breakers, and got fed by delicious food. Saved me another meal from the ol'boring cafeteria. The seniors are really good cooks. The food were great! Thanks the Lord. Left early, coz Shy Lih asked me to accompany her to Chien Hui's b'day "celebration". Basically just bought her a cake and sang her the birthday song. Get to know the guys in class abit better.FINALLY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs- Another long winded day filled with lectures. Dr Morris lectured for 2 continuous modules. He too got bored with us. Lab materials for next week's product explained. We are going to make solutions this time. Ammonia Ipecacuanha and Peppermint water for me. Too tired to study (excuses, excuses) and went to Siow Chin's room to cont our quest with "Palace". Left her room at 1am..and continued on, accompanying my room mate to SA's Tv room, where we watched 2 hrs of comedy.(shakes head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri- 1st lecture with Mr Khoo@ Mr Cool. As he's practically the youngest, most handsome lecturer in our school. " Let me introduce myself, I'm Khoo Teng Jin, and I'm a chemistry graduate basically involved in a research with **** proteins..." rants on about proteins and his research... *sweats* And there we were, sitting upright ready for phase equilibria lecture but came with his research lecture. We couldn't help smiling back there. Luckily I sat right at the back this time. I was trying veryyy hard to smother my laughter.I think he sensed that we are trying hard not to laugh. "Oh, I almost forget, I like interactions in class, and if you want to laugh, laugh out, no need to hide," says he with the ever smiling face.(Mind, he even prepared slideshow to introduce his research..hahaha) By evening, I'm home again.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my week. Books still stacked untouched on my hostel table.Research pending...HISTORY OF INSULIN AND IT'S USAGE IN DIABETES MELLITUS. 500 word essay, 100 word abstract, and oral due soon!!! So..work time now.Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-116083503374917414?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/116083503374917414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=116083503374917414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/116083503374917414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/116083503374917414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/10/champion-slacker_14.html' title='Champion Slacker'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-116030219439999952</id><published>2006-10-08T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T18:09:54.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers and Updates</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys, not that I'm too busy to update.But it's plain lazy.*fullstop* So, I've officially started lectures 2 weeks ago. The 1st week was a mundane one with inductions of each subject. Time flies before I knew it, and it was weekend. My godbrother's wedding! Congratulations, n hv a safe journey back to France.I got a new phone fr my bro, brought back by my aunt who came back for the wedding. Thanks a bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty lazy to update..so shall only highlight some events :&lt;br /&gt;Fri ( 29/9)- Mentor (senior buddy) allocatin session. My senior is Wen Yuen, seems like a very nice girl.(I've only met her for a brief moment to exchange number), tgt with Ngee Zheng, which I shamefully only find out his name the following Tues. I only knew him as super smart who was from ASEAN A-lvls, Singapore.=pWent back to PD straight after that.&lt;br /&gt;Sat(30/9)- Bro Kelvin's wedding. This is the 2nd time only I've met his wife. The 1st was 2 yrs back. Dad was bad, saying how come not pretty anymore? *?!!* LOL...but I admit, she was prettier 2 yrs back.Must've been the summer in France, she's very tanned now. May you both hv a blissful marriage and my best wishes to you. It will be another 2 yrs before u return to M'sia fr France. Missed those days when you are here, studying in Sunway.&lt;br /&gt;Mon(2/10)- Back on campus again. I was nearly late for lecture.It was a near call. Got scolded by the cleaner numerous times as I dirtied the cleaned floor.(Sorry, it's raining outside, I've no choice, I need to get to my room to collect my books)But then, hey, why clean at only 10? That's when ppl are rushing to lectures man. Weirdly enough, whereever I'm up to, she too cleaned to that particular place- -" Saw her cleaning the main hall, so I detoured to my room's back stairs and she happens to be there. Collected my things, open the door n Presto! she's there cleaning my corridor.&gt;.&lt; So, got scolded all the way.EEEKS&lt;br /&gt;Tues(3/10)- No afternoon classes for me as lab sessions are notup till next week. So, got the cleaner appointment to clean our unit.Haha..cleaning seems very easy to them.1 goes to the front sweeping and the other follow closely at the back mopping. They are done in merely 5 mins.Cleaning a 3 roomed "apartment". How come cleaning doesn't come as easy at home? =p&lt;br /&gt;Wed, Thurs (4-5/10)- CS Fair. Signed up for outdoor, CF, ACE and squash.Got broke as each society requires RM5 membership fee. Wondered why squash while I know nothing about it. Well, Nottingham is too ulu, so will need to be equipped with at least one sport.&lt;br /&gt;Fri (6/10)- My first time on a KTM.Got squashed up in there.It's seriously packed and O2 lvls went so low that you couldn't breathe properly. I just couldn't wait to get out. Unfortunately, everyone only get down at KL Sentral, which is also my stop. LRT ticketing machine down. I queued for a good 30 mins to get my ticket.(Dad, I need touch ' go, hahaha)..Home Sweet Home..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it ended to be a lengthy post as well. But heck the presentation of it. Summary of it, I've quite enjoyed the 2 weeks of Uni life. Lecturers are kind and fun, so well, it makes the plain bored pharmacy lectures to be entertaining. Wonder how Dr.Doughty managed to sneak in so many stuff for his presentation while he came in to the hall empty handed...HMMM...&lt;br /&gt;So, toodles for now.Updates for the sake of keeping this blog alive. o.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-116030219439999952?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/116030219439999952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=116030219439999952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/116030219439999952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/116030219439999952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/10/brothers-and-updates.html' title='Brothers and Updates'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115896078518915586</id><published>2006-09-23T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T05:34:58.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Induction @Nottingham M'sia (UNiM) -20/9-22/9</title><content type='html'>Turning the clock back to past Wed..I went to UNiM for registration and enrolment on Wed. At the same time, checked into the hostel that day. Everything was ok, except the state of the hostel. It was covered with dust which was inches thick ...so called of cleaning services everyday.It looked as if it was not touched for centuries. So, to my family members who were curious and pondering around wondering how's the look of the place I'm staying..here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20123.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/200/Picture%20123.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           My room: Tioman Hall, Block B, 1st Floor, Room a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20122.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/200/Picture%20122.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The look of the "apartment" after entering the main door. Sort of study place cum living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/200/Picture%20128.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My study desk, situated just outside my room. I' m way out of the central ones above, so no fan for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/200/Picture%20124.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/200/Picture%20125.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;             My Bedroom, got the bed next to the window..whee! :) my roomie is not here yet, or maybe i won't hv one, since no one has yet to be reserve for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20129.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/200/Picture%20129.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/200/Picture%20130.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Additionals: Sports complex..view fr my bedroom window...And the toilet..shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleptover at the above place for the night.Oh, and met my housemates, both Sri Lankans, and both accounting students. The next day, Thurs (21/9) was induction day. It is the day where u get stuffed with all the Uni information. From history of the Uni to coursework. Talk aft talk by various speakers from 9:30 a.m. till 3:30 pm with an hr break in btwn. Dr. Andrew's speech wasn't exactly encouraging. He scare us with the negative marking system, no repeats policy and introducing pharmacy as a hardcore course. The previous batch started off with ard 50 ppl, and 1 yr later,(now) there's only 38 left. A quote fr Dr Stephen who currently is still in the UK, "Pharmacy belies btwn musicality" left me with a deep impression. To him, ppl with piano gr 7 and above tends to cope better in this course. Can't wait for him to be back, and find out what he really meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back after induction on Thurs evening, skipping the ice-breaker session on Fri. to fulfill my promise that I will attend Real Youth at night, and also the outing planned beforehand last week. It was really short notice for ice-breakers. Hope I dun miss much for skipping it. Will be going back on Sun evening or Mon morning when lectures will officially start. Less time for on9 . So, be prepared for lesser posts in time to come. :D Wish me luck ppl, that I shall survive pharmacy.Thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/200/Picture%20132.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the thick thick file I received during induction.Even before lecture starts, I get files filled up this big....(It's packed with information, notes, and forms and RECORDs tables...*scary*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115896078518915586?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115896078518915586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115896078518915586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115896078518915586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115896078518915586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/09/induction-nottingham-msia-unim-209-229.html' title='Induction @Nottingham M&apos;sia (UNiM) -20/9-22/9'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115895519918567951</id><published>2006-09-23T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T04:58:53.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long, Farewell</title><content type='html'>It's 3:30 in the morning, but I'm here facing the computer.&gt;.&lt; Long day for me, in fact long week..hvn't been really sleeping since Wed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doreen, Lee Ting, Sem, Lok, Nadicson, and Peter had a farewell (as in farewell for leaving Real Youth group) outing for me at 1U. I really don't know why they make such a big deal out of the fact that I'm starting Uni in Semenyih..I'm still in SELANGOR..but still thanks alot. And guys, thanks for the movie ticket. I've know you guys for a mere 2 weeks (except Doreen) and you treated me so well. Will certainly miss you guys and Real Youth.Too bad it's on Thurs nights.I can't afford to travel on Thurs night and back again on Fri morning. Went for Miami Vice. It was too boring for us girls, but for this batch of guys too. Lok was dozing off half of it, and pacing up and down fr the cinema and the gents for the other half. And we girls was giggling and sighing all the way.&gt;.&lt; Not recommendable show to watch. At least for me. Went presents shopping aft that since so many are leaving for overseas this season.haha..Doreen, u are my knowing friend. She also hv no patience for shopping.We were in and out of shops at a superb pace. And all done in less than an hr. We managed to grab gifts for 2 person each.LOL..Dined at Secret Recipe for dinner. We girls felt so bad that the whole program bore the guys. Started off with lunch..the guys were forced to hv their 2nd lunch at burger's king since Doreen hvn't hv her lunch b4 heading to 1U. Then, it was Miami Vice which bore them out of their lives.(Movie proposed by us girls)We dismiss them aft the movie for girly shopping, then addressing them back for dinner at Secret Recipe. They were practically j there to accompany us, not hving any food.Thanks for being so kind and sporting, not complaining at all throughout, and the other way comforting us back.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerm fetched Li-ying and me fr 1U to KLIA. (Thanks a bunch, Jerm, though he most prob won't be visiting this pg). Kim Yoong left for UK hours ago. Take care, friend, study smart, and hv fun there! All the best in your future endeavours. Keng Zhi drove us back and we went Starbucks(Centrepoint) for coffee. Resulting me here at this hour of the day.(Thank you KZ for sending me home, and also the Le Tour de KL+Pj) Your petrol bill surely be humongous, share it when u get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Li-ying, I won't be able to send you off next Wed..so sorry. Best wishes, and may you have a safe journey. All the best, and take care of yourself in UK! Call me up when u're back in Dec!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115895519918567951?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115895519918567951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115895519918567951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115895519918567951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115895519918567951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-long-farewell.html' title='So long, Farewell'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115791269569970779</id><published>2006-09-11T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T10:56:20.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-Best of Friends- =)</title><content type='html'>*Drumroll* Introducing...F504, my bandmates, and also best friends ever in my life. The 10 of us are like each and others' fingers during high school. They are the ones who went, walked through the path of high school together, loyally. Much were experienced together that I believe none other will have ever experience before.Together, we experienced the joy of success, the disappointment of failures; shared tears and laughter,and even shedded sweat, blood (maybe) together. They planted their places in my hearts, and will never be replaced even for years to come. "The most beautiful discovery that true friends can make is that they can grow separately without growing apart."We've spent 5 solid years together, now the 7th year and counting (hopefully) that we get to know each other, time had shaped us, mould us into what we are today, many things hv changed, but may our friendship stays. In time to come, each of us will be going on our different paths, pursuing our own future. At this time, as everyone are leaving for studies,here's a short tribute to them, concreting the memories I have of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't remember how we happened to meet each other.&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember who got along with whom first.&lt;br /&gt;All I can remember is all of us together...always."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most nicks- Yeong Li-ying : Ostrich, Astro, Choco Li-ying....her list of nicknames goes on. And basically all the nicks combined will describe her in person. A dear loyal friend, who never cease to be at my side lending her ears, giving her encouragement, sourcing advice. Her ears practiacally belongs to me. As I will empty my problems, and difficulties to her. Wise and helpful, she will always hear me out and supply good advice. Her smile is infectious. =D Feeling down? Look up at her, and you will tend to smile too. The guys just love imitating her laugh. A very active person too. She'll be occupied with some activity or other at anytime. From sports to books, she have passion in all of them. She's passionate in whatever she do too. Not leaving out friends. An aspiring mathematician, I could alrd sense her talking "Mathemtics language".( Check out her blog, and you'll get what I mean) All the best, dear friend in the faraway land UK. Take good care of yourself, and will meet you there years later. Hope you will not forget me by then.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be dismayed at good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can&lt;br /&gt;meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes,&lt;br /&gt;is certain for those who are friends."&lt;br /&gt;- Richard Bach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Cool- Leong Shu Ning : Dear old friend, we've known each other for 10 yrs..o.0 The pretty but brainy girl as ly calls her. She's popular for having a cool outlook. Leaving people with impressions that she's a quiet and preserved person.However, never judge a book by it's covers. She's warm inside. Get near to her, she'll warm your heart!Seeing that many like looking her up for shopping proves the above is true. Long chats and long walks with her are just so pleasant. We just love seeing her walk, as she carries the ever poised posture. Confident, composed but still lady.Her walk seems to be telling you: " What's the hurry?"But that doesn't put her out of sports though. She's still good at sports, esp dancing. So at ease and graceful. She could also go crazy with us.Still remembering at one season she and xy went nuts on butterflies and flowers..they'll go " Oh, see, flower!" (- -" ) You are leaving for Aussie, the land down under real soon. Wish you all the best in your future undertakings, and may God bless you in whatever you do.&lt;br /&gt;"What is a friend? I will tell you...it is someone with whom you dare to be yourself."&lt;br /&gt;- Frank Crane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherly Chew Sze Hui : Another old old friend of mine. 10 yrs...fingers will be out for counting real soon.She's gentle, caring and kind. The ice-breaker btwn us. Pulls us out fr quarrels, messenger btwn me and KY :D Be her roomie, all your needs will be get taken care of and the room shall maintain it's cleanliness. She's really good at household chores, which i shamefully know nothing. Sewing, cooking, cleaning, anything, she'll hv solutions to it.No worries of not getting the feather of our marching hats in place, no hunger during hotel stays, and no frantic search of stuff at panicked moments. All settled and done with calmly by her. She's like a pail too. Don't get me wrong, I j meant that I could empty all my problems out to her. She's patient at hearing me out and also wise at advising. Never stayed angry with anyone for more than 10 mins? Her angry face is j an act which never last long. Ganbatte! for STPM friend, I know you will ace it with flying colours. By that time, don't forget to contact us. Feeling out of space without you. Take care and do keep in contact!&lt;br /&gt;"A friend is one who knows us, but loves us anyway."&lt;br /&gt;- Jerome Cummings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Tan Xin Yi - I missed your shopping trips rantings! Xin Yi is a very friendly person. You'll be amazed by her scope of friends. Reads so widely, she could be a walking dictionary. Intelligent, good partner for intellectual talks.At the same time be a bimbo. ;) She's soft-spoken and well-mannered, giving the aura of an lady.Thus, allowing me to call her Lady Tan Xin Yi. Heart-to-heart chats are so welcomed by her, showing her soft-spot. Hv fun in Kiasu land, friend. Don't be too stressed up, not good for beauty care. Take good care and may God bless you in whatever you do.&lt;br /&gt;"I find friendship to be like wine, raw when new, ripened with age, the true old man's milk and restorative cordial."&lt;br /&gt;- Thomas Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsible Ong Seak Lee- My classmate and the girl next to me for 2 years. Trust her to help you in everything when you are absent. She never fails to copy homework, notes and pass messages carefully to you. Despite her involvement in numerous activities, she is still able to jugle and balance her time and workload. All things will be done on time and nicely. A stong and tough one too. She insisted coming to school eventhough she's badly hurt and in pain after an accident. Her determination and courage will inspire you. She got up quicker than many others after failures and disputes. Good luck in STPM. Take good care of yourself. May our friendship last forever. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;"A friend is someone who is there for you when he'd rather be somewhere else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artistic Choo Hun Chee- Her flair for art just impressed me so much. Art and craft works of our projects will be done and thought of by her. As an artist and perfectionist, the outcome of her work are just fantastic. Independent and determined, she passed through many obstacles to come to where she is today. She really strived hard for whatever she's achieved today. Think, walking from Sg Way to Sunway practically everyday. The hardship she went through, has mould her into a hardworking and down to earth person. She always hv a kind thought for friends too.Sincere handmade cards and pressies will come from on your birthday. Hvn't been in touch with you for quite sometime. Take good care, and all the best.&lt;br /&gt;"Never shall I forget the days I spent with you. Continue to be my friend,&lt;br /&gt;as you will always find me yours."&lt;br /&gt;- Ludwig van Beethoven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Man Low Kim Yoong - I find him to be a "big man" as he's always bursting with great ambitions and great ideas. Leadership qualities are seen shining on him. We tends to follow his lead and that explains his success as being our Mr. President. Juniours also tend to look up to him and his influence to the younger generation is just so great. Luckily, he leaves good influence. ;) Despite all the strong characters, he's also a sentimental person. Thus, earning him the title "mama's boy". Don't think wrongly, he respects and love his mother very much, making him a doting son. He is also the one who does household chores at home. As mentioned above, Sze Hui was my messenger while working with him. So, I do find difficulties communicating with him.He's a bit emotional, and still is. But that's the soft-spot of him, so just stay being yourself. That's what makes you unique.Another one flying off to UK really soon. All the best, and take good care of yourself. Remember SMILE ALWAYS. =)&lt;br /&gt;"Some people come into our lives,leave footprints on our hearts,and we are never the same."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentleman Jermaine Cheah - This guy is a real gentleman. He never fight/bully girls and being caring and gentle with them. He's also very sporting, doesn't mind being the only guy in groups, and making himself girly to fit. =p Ahs....but his one hard man to invite out. He'll go missing at the very last moment, and you shall not see his face then. Good thing is, this habbit of his is starting to wear off. However, still hard to see his face. His always too busy for outings. The computer whiz of the group. He's the computer sifu. His house will be filled with CPU buzzing.Do come out and meet us sometime,ok? Take care.&lt;br /&gt;"Each friend represents a world in us,a world possibly not born until they arrive,&lt;br /&gt;and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."&lt;br /&gt;- Anaïs Nin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey Keng Zhi- Somehow, he looks and acts like a monkey. Fooling around and always joking. He's the entertainer of the group. Don't think our time together will be the same without him. However, he could be really serious too. A disection of his brain, I will say that half of it is childish, and another half is matured. Each and other could switch on mode at just one click. Sticky problems  are always dealt with by him. His  ideas are really brilliant.  He's also  another passionate person. He could get really engross with things he does. Don't meddle with him when he's into something really important to him. Thank you for the laughter you brought to us and also thank you for being so sporting attending gatherings stuck with 7 girls and you being the one and only guy. Will see you in the same Uni. So, toodles, c'u there!&lt;br /&gt; "A brother is not always a friend,but a friend is always a brother."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUE FRIENDSHIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; True friends are for life&lt;br /&gt; Until the end&lt;br /&gt; They're more than special&lt;br /&gt; They're your bestest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They're the ones you can go to&lt;br /&gt; When you're in despair&lt;br /&gt; The ones that'll help you&lt;br /&gt; Even when you got gum in your hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They're the ones who'll laugh&lt;br /&gt; And go laughing with you all through the night&lt;br /&gt; The ones who'll help you&lt;br /&gt; Help you with all their might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To have a good friend&lt;br /&gt; You have to be one&lt;br /&gt; So be nice to one another&lt;br /&gt; So you can be friends forever&lt;br /&gt; And that\'s how to be the best friend you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            -Samantha Sumler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, to all my friends above. Wish you all good luck in your future undertakings, take care of yourself no matter where you are. Make it a point to meet up or keep in contact. Friendship forever. x0x0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115791269569970779?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115791269569970779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115791269569970779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115791269569970779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115791269569970779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/09/best-of-friends_11.html' title='-Best of Friends- =)'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115756091913962796</id><published>2006-09-07T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T17:09:12.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Real!! (Real Youth Camp 31/8-2/9)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/320/Picture%20146.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Way to Heaven is hard : Enter through the narrow gate. The road that leads to hell is a very easy road.And the gate to hell is very wide. Many people enter through that gate. But the gate that opens the way to true life is very small.And the road to true life is very hard. Only a few people find that road. Matthew 7:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My walk with God was inconsistent and a rocky path. During my high school days, I was preoccupied with so many activities, creating excuses for me to skip church. And the year in Perth, due to certain circumstances, I attended Catholic church. But Lord Jesus never gave up on me, sending a messenger, Doreen, which brought me back to Him whenever I'm drifting away fr Him, she'll pull me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doreen called me and invited me to her church's youth camp, held btwn 31/8-2/9. The camp was awesome and I made many new friends, and I left the camp my life renewed. Te message from the camp was to prepare, allow and create breakthroughs. And to me, attending the camp was already a breakthrough.Shamefully, this is my 1st church camp,although I attended numerous camps throughout my school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31/8/2006 (1st day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/320/Picture%20156.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eugene, (the guy in red) was our driver up to Genting View.The only guy stuck with 4 girls throughout the 1.5 hrs journey.Haha...nvm, he's a girl himself. Thanks for the free roller coaster ride ya. - -" He swerved at corners and really made the ride seems like we're in a roller coaster.We were so shocked when Doreen revealed he just got his license "oh so recently"!Luckily we reached safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the routined ice-breaker and a short game then we were off getting ready for 1st worship. Ps Elisha spoke for the 1st sermon passing on the msg:&lt;br /&gt;i) Seek God with seeking hearts,&lt;br /&gt;ii) Be ready to serve,&lt;br /&gt;iii) Willing to contribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/9/2006 (2nd day)&lt;br /&gt;Pulled myself out of bed at 6:45a.m to get ready for exercise at 7:15am. It's a great effort as since a long time, I nv did get up this early. Lee Ting was alrd done hving a shower. However, we reached the hall to find that only Patrina(exercise leader) and a few odd others were there.We did some stretching and some unity exercise and we're off for breakfast. Only then did ppl start coming in. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps Ryan and his team came to speak and share, and his msg was so powerful it touched everyone's heart.Tears could be seen pouring fr almost everyone, even the guys, as we reflect and repent on our sins.His msg :&lt;br /&gt;i) Be mature and you shall earn trust (responsibility)&lt;br /&gt;ii) Face yourself (nv put blame unto others)&lt;br /&gt;iii) Be prepared ( prepare the altar@yourself to accept God)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the day was the telematch.There were 3 groups :&lt;br /&gt;i) Hot, Spicy, Sweaty  ii) BIG-Beautiful in God  iii) Fudochees (Friends in Jap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group is the BIGs!:) Each team came up with their own battle cry. And here goes mine :&lt;br /&gt;"We are...THE BIGs! Beautiful..in God. *Our group is so BIG, so strong and so mighty, our group can do anything better than u, and u, and u..* sings in the tune of &lt;our god="" is="" so="" big=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most impressionistic was the Fudochees..which goes in the tune of Doraemon :&lt;br /&gt;"Ang, ang, ang, we are the litlle fudochess...f-u-do-ch-ees...." They went about everywhere singing it, making the others follow suit unnoticingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon was my group leader. Doreen said that he's very different fr the other 2 group leaders, being quiet but he do try his best.Turned out, we were a strong team. Caleb and Adrian being the other 2 leaders respectively really were different.Outspoken and fun raging, they brought up the spirit..noisily.haha...We the BIGs lived up to our name.Being the biggest group unintentionally ( the other groups hv members leaving or not participating in games) and the strongest in physical and unity acts. Eugene the gamemaster named us the power pack. I was amazed at our team work and talent. We swapped the 1st place for every physical challenge and also those which required ultimate team work. And to think, this is our 1st time working together.*We were winning 1 lap ahead of the others in the 12-legged race! (6 ppl bound tgt instead of only 2) and also the supposingly hula-hoop transfer.( They used rafia strings as substitutes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/our&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/320/Picture%20133.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above : The winning team of the camp- The Fudochees!! (taken aft their talent time sketch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, was TALENT TIME. Each group came up with a sketch on the points Ps Elisha preached on during the 1st night. We the BIGs were assigned to the second point, be ready to serve. Judges also putted up an act impersonating judges fr the American Idol.My, it was sooo funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Important happening of the day : Lok finally accepted Christ aft attending church for nearly a yr? Praise the Lord. Though it was my 1st time at that church, I too am happy for him. Everyone flocked to his apartment aft a phone call, "broadcasting" the news. So, it's another amazing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/9/2006 (Last Day)&lt;br /&gt;We were allowed to sleep in till 8 this day. However, there's still late comers for breakfast. Haha...and there's guys coming in not washed up.We girls wickedly confiscated their toothbrushes the previous night!!And they came into the dining, searching for it sleepy-eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/320/Picture%20150.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later there's testimonies time, and also Love Letters! (Spot mine, filled with love notes!;)) The love is circulating. After that, was lunch, pack and leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20145.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/200/Picture%20145.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Lame*, #Sweat -- "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20162.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/200/Picture%20162.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/200/Picture%20154.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;CHS-ians! (Adrian, band's ex-member, surprise, surprise!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20111.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/320/Picture%20111.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trio who came as non-christians, and Lok (far right) left as a christian! However, they are all loyal churh-goers. May God bless all of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115756091913962796?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115756091913962796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115756091913962796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115756091913962796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115756091913962796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/09/get-real-real-youth-camp-318-29.html' title='Get Real!! (Real Youth Camp 31/8-2/9)'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115683277317166143</id><published>2006-08-29T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T19:24:45.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maternal cousins</title><content type='html'>Wheezed back to aunt's house again last Wed and finally back yest.=p haha...so there goes my cousins 1 week holidays with me. Spent quality time with those little cousins of mine after so long.(Everyone were busy with our own lives and family dinners were always short where they are rushing back to meet bedtime.:))A short tribute to them as a token of thanks and appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Chia, 17- He grew up in Muar, the only family left there.We seldom return there as grandma came up to stay in KL around 30 yrs ago. He was later sent to China for his studies.So, we are practically strangers. Met up for supper last Sat before he flies back to China the next day.Tall, and lean, resembles his elder bro, Eric whose in Sabah right now. Good luck in ur future undertakings, and may u pass ur GCE with flying colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayne Boo, 14- The one who offers stay packages to cousins.Got the 3 days 2 nights, and ended up with 5 days 4 nights.Good hospitality. Kind and soft-spoken, shy but love company.Great cook too! No wonder business is good at ur "hotel" yea? She should be the closest cousin to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun Boo and Clement Chia, 11- Named the 2 lil pigs of the family. Physical wise, they are opposites with one extremly skinny, and the other chubby. So called, the thin pig and the fat pig. Shares the same passion- PS2 and couldn't get them away from it.They could not be more hardworking playing games. Each adopted their very own "anak". A bear named Snuffle-bottoms and a puppy named Troy (both are soft toys). Both brought their "anak" along everywhere they went (Even to school!). The "anaks" even get cuddled up and blanketed at nights for sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian Chia, 12- Cle's elder bro. A maths whiz and big CHS supporter. Chats with him will be surrounding my schools -Chen Moh primary,CHS and band. He sort of follows our footsteps by getting into Chen Moh, 6K and band.(The only cousin there after my bro and me). Amused that he adores CHS that much. Stubbornly applied for CHS despite of parental objections.Best of luck in ur UPSR examinations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/IMG_2245.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/320/IMG_2245.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   l-r: Adrian, Shaun, Clement (The trio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanedion Boo, 4- The baby of the family. Nicked "Ta yi" (Teochew, meaning big sized). He's heavy for his age as he's a great eater.Never leave food lying around or he will go clearing them into his tummy. Also called the MPPJ of the family as he eats almost everything around. Inquisitive, active and generous. He calls everyone to visit his home, reason given, there's alot of things to eat in his house. Never sit still, and always digging things up to do.Can't live w/o grandma.(doesn't allow grandma to sleepover at others' place, or he'll cry his lungs out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/IMG_2090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/320/IMG_2090.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                 Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more other maternal cousins of mine.The above are those that I spent my week with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/IMG_1266.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/320/IMG_1266.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memories. Part of the maternal cousins clan with grandma, taken last year.(10 of us are missing, including me.:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115683277317166143?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115683277317166143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115683277317166143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115683277317166143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115683277317166143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/08/maternal-cousins.html' title='Maternal cousins'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115623034339832987</id><published>2006-08-22T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T20:48:38.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Blast*</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was a blast.B'day weekend maybe? Went for Planetshakers Queensland concert at Renewal Lutheran Church on Fri.Although I know none of the youth there, but it was still a good experience, in God's house, you will always feel warm and welcomed, you are never alone in His presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned, Sat was at Nottingham.A tour of the campus, and accomodation inspection.Aunt picked me up to her place for a sleepover later part of the day. Sun: Japenese brunch, shopping, swimming, and pasar malam walk.The sleepover extended another night from there.My cousin offered her 3 days 2 nights package @ Jayne's Hotel promotion.(LOL...business is good for her, as today, my cousin bro Clement will be going for the 2 days 1 night package).Went to Aunt's office on Mon, and helped setup her comp with MSN,WinAVI converter, as well as download programmes. Lunched at My Mum's Place, a nyonya restaurant with Uncle Francis and Aunty Jessie.The food was really spicy.Up to my family's liking as they really love spicy food.Not for me though, I'm the extinct species of the family which doesn't fancy spicy food, and not capable to handle it. All deserts of the menu were ordered.So there goes everybodys' plans for a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home at last today to settle my overdue accomodation applications.=p Faxed in the form AT LAST. Decided on the cheapest Twin flat sharing.4 students in one room, with study tables outside and shared bathroom. Although it's named cheapest there, but it's still pricey for RM385 per month meaning it's RM3850 per academic yr.Excluding utilities.(ok, I'm comparing with UK with a dollar to a dollar. Don't count the exchange rate).After all, I will be in the hostel just to sleep, and will be back hom e during the weekends.And the advantage, merrier environment. I feel bad that mum and dad will be spending loads on my education.(My spenditure will be doubling my bro's as his is a non lab based course.And mine is a clinical course).Am so grateful that dad gave in when I decided not to go back to Curtin.And also respecting my choice for an extra 2 yrs here in M'sia.Although it's a transfer program, I will still be spending more in Nottingham comparing if I had went direct to Sunderland.How could I repay them? I guess the current one is to study hard and to lessen their burden as much as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115623034339832987?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115623034339832987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115623034339832987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115623034339832987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115623034339832987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/08/blast.html' title='*Blast*'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115598389338366541</id><published>2006-08-19T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T18:38:13.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August babies, Me, Elaine Ho Swee Wen</title><content type='html'>Joel was saying, how weird, there's so many Aug babies, without realising he's  talking to another one.(haha...)Many friends, and family of mine were born in the month of Aug.So is M'sia's independence day!Joel and friends came out with this song for Aug babies in his class.Sounds not bad, hmm...will try to upload it for u guys, IF I figured how to...u know, I'm computer illiterate.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all those who wished me Happy Birthday. Thanks for the well wishes and pressies.Dedicated to the title above: Primary friends, close friends in high school knows me as,"Rui Wen" nthg near Swee Wen.Family memebers, church members know me as Elaine and none of my chinese name, so does some of my highschool mates and college mates. With my msn nick, some don't know it's me.So pathetic. Family members recently hv the kick to ask about chinese names of cousins and all.So ppl, my full name is ELAINE HO SWEE WEN.hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Nottingham to settle my accommodation on my b'day.(&gt;.&lt; what a way to celebrate b'days). It turned out furtile, as mum and dad don't really like on campus accomodation but off-campus is a bit too far w/o a car.(I don't hv a car) It's pricey for a single room which is packed with 1 table, 1 bed and 1 2 doored wardrobe.NO AIR-COND! Shared bathroom too.The room is seriously SMALL.U only get space enough for 1 person presence.Besides that, the Uni is good and up to my liking.:D Too bad it's isolated.haha...sounds like some spoil brat.But M'sia is too humid to live w/o air-cond, and my skin condition can't tolerate. (Yi Wang, now I envy ur hostel in NTU.You are so lucky, smart guy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115598389338366541?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115598389338366541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115598389338366541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115598389338366541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115598389338366541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/08/august-babies-me-elaine-ho-swee-wen.html' title='August babies, Me, Elaine Ho Swee Wen'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115588918747244788</id><published>2006-08-18T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T16:19:47.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-departure briefings....Not Departuring!:D</title><content type='html'>Went to Sunderland's pre-departure briefing yest,and NO! I'm not leaving this yr..j went to get UK entrance info.Portsmouth, Aberdeen, Manchester called for pre-departures briefing attendance confirmation yest as well.LOL...so it's my fault I hvn't submit my official declination letters. For those who hv been asking, yea,I hvn't start Uni, I'm going to Nottingham M'sia next mth for the 2+2 transfer program. So cheer for another 2 yrs in sweet ol' M'sia. My comfort zone- Family, Friends, Food, "Freedom"(maybe)?, Flexibility...so loving it.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mymy, glad that dad forced me to attend the briefing although I'm not going this yr. UK visa application is TEDIOUS!! Comparingly to my Aust visa last yr...it's like heaven and hell, with UK being the later. I knew abit beforehand, but never expect it to be that complicated. So now, that's 2 yrs of advanced mental preparation.Well, rules changes over time, hope it goes for the better not for the worse.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been asked to attend Planet Shakers Queensland concert tonight..should I go or not go? I know nobody there...hmm..but PLANET SHAKERS! arghs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115588918747244788?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115588918747244788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115588918747244788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115588918747244788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115588918747244788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/08/pre-departure-briefingsnot.html' title='Pre-departure briefings....Not Departuring!:D'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115522201758846670</id><published>2006-08-10T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:00:17.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chit Chatter!</title><content type='html'>Gosh...I took the time to get a chatbox!LOL..Being computer illeterate, I actually was patient enough to spend 30 mins just to figure out how to place the chatbox in this blog of mine. Html are all coded which are weird poppings to me.Don't understand anything much there. Kept inserting the chatbox ID to areas that reads SIDEBAR, but it somehow decided to sit at the very bottom of the blog &gt;.&lt; Not only after numerous attempts did I get it to sit in the current position =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't bother to get a chatbox before as not many are aware of my blog's existence.I'm not really into blogging, after abondoning my xanga for like months, ppl got the impression I don't blog. Hey peeps, I went through much trouble to get the chatbox, pls do drop a greeting or a smile. Thanks! (But I doubt my friends realised I do blog, haha :0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115522201758846670?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115522201758846670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115522201758846670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115522201758846670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115522201758846670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/08/chit-chatter.html' title='Chit Chatter!'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115495512046256300</id><published>2006-08-07T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T11:49:35.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2 Reasons Why I Should go to School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early one morning, a mother went in to wake up her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wake up, son. It's time to go to school!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But why, Mom? I don't want to go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Give me two reasons why you don't want to go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, the kids hate me for one, and the teachers hate me also!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that's no reason not to go to school. Come on now and get ready."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Give me two reasons why I should go to school."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, for one, you're 52 years old. And for another, you're the PRINCIPAL!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a joke fr a fwded mail. It made me wonder, and memories flushed in. Sounds weird but true. I used to like school very much and now on a gap yr, I'm somehow missing it. Aft long holidays, I used to complain to mum that I love school days then holidays. No, I'm no nerd =p I just like the company of friends, the noisy chat, being nosy gossip, and the silly jokes and pranks we share. Somehow life out of school is plain dull...:( or I'm just an introvert in nature. I'm not the 1st person to take the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last whole weekend was spent with my aunt's family. She's my mum's youngest sister.So elder nieces like us are like cousins to her.(She's actually the same age as one of my paternal cousin sis!)We share the same passion in TV dramas, and gathering chats are all related to dramas. Ranging fr the most liked HK TVB dramas to Korean dramas. I guess we had the latest series up-to date each time.=p My bro and me with HK and Western dramas, aunt with Korean and Taiwan dramas, and cousin bro with Japanese anime.o.0 No wonder everyone in the family are "four-eyed"....haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite sometime since I really played with my youngest cousin bro. He's so cute..and my he hv a HUGE appetite. A 4 yrs old boy, he finished a whole set of American breakfast at San Francisco which was meant to be shared btwn his mum and him. Straight after breakfast, was groceries shopping at Jusco. He pulled me along, getting food samples. He really knows how to "ampu" the promoter aunties hearts: Thumbs up and a loud "That was good! yummy!" came from him after each sampling. Guess business will be good for them with him around. The promoters will laugh and tell him :Go get your mummy to buy it! And there goes, my aunt got everything he tried.In doubles.LOL...Japanese Bento was bought for lunch, and he ate 3 rice dumplings, a drumstick and a cup of lime juice.Grandma was beside nagging him to stop eating before he puke. Food doesn't stop going into his mouth fr then.Snacks kept going down &lt;br /&gt;non-stop.In the evening, aunt made sushi for dinner.(Thank you for the weekend!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As aunt says:" This is coming to an end of my "honeymoon" and Uni's starting next month." Been out of that life for too long, am looking foward to it. And by then, it's my bro's turn for him to come back and take my place. (Shopping with aunt, lunches and dramas exchange...LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115495512046256300?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115495512046256300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115495512046256300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115495512046256300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115495512046256300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/08/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115460242455875509</id><published>2006-08-03T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T19:30:38.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Friends~</title><content type='html'>2 weeks ago, my house was hit by "unnatural flood" (float in the tangki broke, causing water to overflow out)while we were away back in PD. Water was ankle deep, both upstairs and downstairs when we reached home. Thank God for His calling we were home earlier. We were just away for 28 hours, it's alrd ankle deep, can't imagine what will it be like if we were to stay on as requested. Rushed back for church concert, but ended up giving it as miss. Sorry Doreen! Really need to meet up one day! Hvn't done that although I'm alrd back for 8 months...ish, what friend am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning was hideous. Almost everything ruined. Thanks to the tangki sitting above all places but the whole stretch of wardrobe. All clothes, towels, bedsheets and bags need a "wash-up".Till date, there's still stuff sitting at the laundry area waiting to be load in the machine.(mum's quite into collecting bath towels and bedsheets, so there's quite a heap). Repair works are still pending...to think tat the renovation works j done barely a yr ago.(Ceiling boards collapsed, parquets rised up)The house is in a total mess.Don't come visiting anytime soon.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are times when we really get to know true friends. Thoughtful neighbours expressed their concern and stretched out their helping hands offering to get all things out to dry. Thanks loads we were grateful though rejected those kind offers.God is graceful sending us these guardian angels.Who says city folks don't know their neighbours? (Didn't really associate with them much in the past, just a brief "hi!" or a nod, while bumping into each other.Sense of remorse I had to miss the class gathering. It's going 2 yrs since we last met each other.Everyone's going their separate ways after this month.Good Luck to you guys, and all the best in you future undertakings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       ~Friends are siblings God forgot to grant us!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: This post came 2 weeks later due to my preoccupied time. Presented in conjunction of Friendship Day 2 days ago.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115460242455875509?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115460242455875509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115460242455875509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115460242455875509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115460242455875509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/08/friends.html' title='~Friends~'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115220342863523897</id><published>2006-07-06T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:30:28.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions As...</title><content type='html'>Recent happenings seem to provoke my emotions, and somehow related it to expressions starting with A...how come these As don't appear in my grades as easily?! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amused that France weaved their ways into WC finals. Couldn't help feeling how right was my predictions that they will get into finals this WC. Miracles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating France in action...hope they win the cup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agonizing over why I hv yet to receive any calls for jobs? Afraid of rejections...agitated wether Ing Swan's words were true ( they might put aside ur form and it will go forgotten)... I'm done helping mum out with her projects, currently full force searching for a very own job. Recommendations anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazed with the guts, and genuisess of my neighbour's 1 yr old daughter...she scolds us if we call her bro by his name...must call him Wira ( Sikh's address for elder bro) not Poneet (her bro's name) she shouts: No Poneet! Wira, Wira, Wira! *stamps her foot and shakes her head...only a one yr old baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxious for callings to jobs and aslo for France to win the cup!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115220342863523897?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115220342863523897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115220342863523897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115220342863523897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115220342863523897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/07/emotions-as.html' title='Emotions As...'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115202448823937068</id><published>2006-07-04T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T19:18:59.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiesta al Carnival (1/7/2006-Saturday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/DSC02834.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/320/DSC02834.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden Jubilee Anivesary @ CHS's 50th aniversary carnival was on Sat (1/7)! Waited for my couriered documents from Uni and missed the opening ceremony. Band music flowed into my ears once I stepped into the gates of CHS...CHSB on show!(Proud of my juniors who strived to put up a superb show). Headed on to the netball court where stalls were setup selling different kinds of food. Met up with many old friends.gosh.....how I missed the times in high school.. Toured the school and was an eye-opener on what a good job the students had done. The whole carnival were organised and runned by students holding on to the motto - "Service Above Self."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/320/Picture%20102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best friend Seak Lee and her cute lil sis with her class's masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/1600/Picture%20106.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7801/3092/320/Picture%20106.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115202448823937068?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115202448823937068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115202448823937068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115202448823937068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115202448823937068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/07/fiesta-al-carnival-172006-saturday.html' title='Fiesta al Carnival (1/7/2006-Saturday)'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115055069432816322</id><published>2006-06-17T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T21:24:54.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo0p holes, p0t holes...=o</title><content type='html'>Syabas, what a name for a M'sian water company...&gt;.&lt; It doesn't live up to it's name at all! I'm not only not going to congratulate them for their efforts whatmore am bothered with it.&lt;br /&gt;For the past six months eversince I'm back from Aussie, the digging works had been on and off.Noise pollution and traffic distraught...once is enough and whatmore the umpteenth times in the past half year. Dig and patch, dig and patch, resulting pot holes in our once smooth driveway....and whatmore digging a track along the road at our doorsteps! How are we going to get our cars out? gosh...talk about inconsiderate, rudely dumb&gt;.&lt; (forgive my grumpy mood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoOp holes...o0O", hahaha... if not being chased to send my confirmation to the Unis I applied, I wouldn't realised that I got 2 different offers from the Uni. of Portsmouth. Chucked the letter aside after I'm sort of set with the choice of Nottingham. I got a conditional offer for M.pharm initially....and now it became unconditional offer for M.(Hons) Pharm...hmmm?so those who read my blog, and is familliar with the UK edu system....what's the difference of the MPharm and the M(Hons)Pharm?? Honours degree will be better or equivalent? ( It makes loads difference in Aussie...honours is more reputable, but you spend and extra year on it..) Advice pls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pot holes and loop holes in my life....cheers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My appologies to CHS bandmates for my absence and not helping out with the banner...Laziness got the better of me..=p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115055069432816322?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115055069432816322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115055069432816322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115055069432816322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115055069432816322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/06/lo0p-holes-p0t-holeso.html' title='Lo0p holes, p0t holes...=o'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-115018260902222015</id><published>2006-06-13T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T20:07:35.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever?!</title><content type='html'>Didn't expect myself to catch the football fever. Was never an avid football fan, j picked the bits and pieces of news from my bro since the 1998 world cup in France when France shocked all weaved her way to the finals. This yr's world cup didn't catch my attention till yest's match: Aust vs Japan. Aust surprised me by upsetting the Japanese 3-1 as a "newcomer" (their 1st debut aft 32 yrs). Didn't expect their win as Aust is not a regular of football. They hv their very own "Footie" which is similar yet with a touch of uniqueness. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I'd now catch the football fever along. Quick browse over the few teams I support: England, Brazil, France, and Germany. Many stars are either out of shape or even retired comparingly with the 1998 teams. Keane for one is out , Ronaldo hv put on weight ( alot too)....so will this finals be another surprise?? Awaiting it's arrival :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-115018260902222015?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/115018260902222015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=115018260902222015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115018260902222015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/115018260902222015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/06/fever.html' title='Fever?!'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-114994589373699788</id><published>2006-06-10T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:23:56.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DNA  Colour Personality Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="position: relative; overflow: hidden; width: 200px; height: 200px;"&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Spontenaiety" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 0px; top: 0px; height: 82px; width: 68px; background-color: rgb(25, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Very Earthy" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 68px; top: 0px; height: 82px; width: 65px; background-color: rgb(133, 73, 13);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Very Functional" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 133px; top: 0px; height: 82px; width: 67px; background-color: rgb(137, 250, 25);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Authoritarianism" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 0px; top: 82px; height: 41px; width: 118px; background-color: rgb(130, 24, 237);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Empathy" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 0px; top: 123px; height: 39px; width: 118px; background-color: rgb(232, 23, 128);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Trust" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 0px; top: 162px; height: 38px; width: 118px; background-color: rgb(23, 23, 227);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Openness" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 118px; top: 82px; height: 71px; width: 59px; background-color: rgb(22, 222, 122);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Extroversion" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 177px; top: 82px; height: 71px; width: 23px; background-color: rgb(166, 17, 166);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Confidence" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 118px; top: 153px; height: 24px; width: 51px; background-color: rgb(156, 16, 16);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Masculinity" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 118px; top: 177px; height: 23px; width: 51px; background-color: rgb(15, 84, 153);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Low Femininity" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 169px; top: 153px; height: 39px; width: 20px; background-color: rgb(145, 145, 15);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Low Agency" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 189px; top: 153px; height: 39px; width: 11px; background-color: rgb(14, 138, 14);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Low Attention to Style" style="position: absolute; overflow: hidden; left: 169px; top: 193px; height: 7px; width: 31px; background-color: rgb(144, 144, 144);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; text-align: center; width: 200px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com"&gt;Faithful Builder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got addicted with these blogthings personality test n found that there's truth in it. No wonder psychology is slowly developing n begun showing it's prominence in the society....the tests are recommended when you hv time or when you are feeling lost in seek of "food" for your soul.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-114994589373699788?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/114994589373699788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=114994589373699788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/114994589373699788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/114994589373699788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/06/dna-colour-personality-test.html' title='DNA  Colour Personality Test'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-114986800580190718</id><published>2006-06-09T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:44:58.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Correct Choice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Investigative&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/investigative.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are precise, scientific, and intellectual.&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in understanding and solving math and science problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Architect - Biologist - Chemist&lt;br /&gt;Dentist - Electrical Technician - Mathematician&lt;br /&gt;Medical Technician - Meteorologist - Pharmacist&lt;br /&gt;Physician - Surveyor - Veterinarian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are enterprising careers, like lawyer or real estate agent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pharmacist was and still is my choice of my future career....and many questioned me as it claimed to be a tough course to study just coming after medicine. Infact there is no easy course, it all depends on your own interest and initiative. Finance and availability of this course was a main barrier as pharmacy is categorised as clinical with expensive fees plus not many Unis offer this course. Out of 20 over main Unis in Aust....only 6 is offering pharmacy and only 22 out of over 100 Unis in UK.In Malaysia on the other hand, I am only aware of the three renowned colleges and all are twinning programs. Public Unis is out of my way as I didn't do the STPM.&lt;br /&gt;Though this is iilogical, but it made me stand up for my choice n stay strong on my standings. To those who had been asking are you sure you made the correct choice, I will now say firmly: " Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-114986800580190718?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/114986800580190718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=114986800580190718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/114986800580190718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/114986800580190718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/06/correct-choice.html' title='Correct Choice?'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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-29105318.post-114916520294789523</id><published>2006-06-01T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T20:33:22.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing 1, 2, 3....</title><content type='html'>Ditched my xanga site a long time ago..now am back to blogging again since I'm lazing around awaiting the start of Uni, which will only be in a few months time xD This is my 1st time with blogspot, still fiddling around n making my way to a new creation! so peeps, visit this site from now on...thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105318-114916520294789523?l=el-w3n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/feeds/114916520294789523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105318&amp;postID=114916520294789523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/114916520294789523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105318/posts/default/114916520294789523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://el-w3n.blogspot.com/2006/06/testing-1-2-3.html' title='Testing 1, 2, 3....'/><author><name>Swee Wen</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></feed>
