<?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-3277092978368859115</id><updated>2011-07-29T12:13:59.103+08:00</updated><category term='Me and my angels- ELS Cameron Highlands Trip July 2009'/><title type='text'>We Are The 6RU!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-1647551523166096426</id><published>2010-03-08T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:54:43.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiza</title><content type='html'>i love the new song by Taylor Swift, fifteen. i think that, all the teenagers in the world will enjoyed the song. i feel nervous about the coming exam, which will begins tomorrow. hope that, i can do my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-1647551523166096426?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/1647551523166096426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2010/03/tiza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/1647551523166096426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/1647551523166096426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2010/03/tiza.html' title='Tiza'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-7386029291695510110</id><published>2010-03-08T11:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:37:39.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scorpio Female by meiyi</title><content type='html'>If you are the scorpio girl, you can look and see what you are....&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;A simple woman who always show what kind of a moods she is in. You&lt;br /&gt;can tell right way if she up set, or if she is flirting with you. She&lt;br /&gt;displays herself with her act much more than trying to say it for it’s&lt;br /&gt;in her character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Scorpio woman has her own mysterious personality. She is confident&lt;br /&gt;and deep down inside she is quite proud of herself. She hates to&lt;br /&gt;think she is borne a woman and so limiting her with a certain social&lt;br /&gt;acceptable rules. She is a real woman and despite her innocent and&lt;br /&gt;childish looks, she has a spirit of free soul. Many men will make&lt;br /&gt;mistake if they think she is a good follower, they are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks being a plain simple housewife is boring. She likes to&lt;br /&gt;have power and control over other people, but this will be only her&lt;br /&gt;secret, so you will only see a cute woman. Every things she does will&lt;br /&gt;look good, and she has all the woman’s trick you can think of. She can&lt;br /&gt;manipulate men without they knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think she going to do everything you say because she loves&lt;br /&gt;you, then you will be disappointed. She could be a little tomboyish&lt;br /&gt;and she can understand you by just looking in your eyes. You may say&lt;br /&gt;sweet words which could sweep any woman, but not with the Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;woman. She will use her X-ray eyes reading your thought of what you&lt;br /&gt;just said or what you are going to say. She always smile and she can&lt;br /&gt;really hide her feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will constantly show you that she loves freedom. If she has&lt;br /&gt;freedom, she will not leave you, but will even love you more. If she&lt;br /&gt;wants something, she will do everything to get it. She has her own&lt;br /&gt;sixth sense of people and you can feel that energy feed back when you&lt;br /&gt;around her. She likes a man who can earn her respect, and she will&lt;br /&gt;also respect and feel proud of that man. A man with power over her&lt;br /&gt;should not threat or challenge her confident. She likes to have a&lt;br /&gt;good looking , strong and healthy man especially if she start to&lt;br /&gt;compare with her friends’ boyfriends. It is a plus if he hold a&lt;br /&gt;degree or a good career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a hot lady. She likes heavy music. She either loves or hates,&lt;br /&gt;there are no “fond of”, or “like” for her. Love has no “may be”, or&lt;br /&gt;“perhaps”. If she is real mad, she will trash and throw things. Her&lt;br /&gt;wind storm can sweep all her dishes and you could get accidentally hit&lt;br /&gt;on your head for this matter. Be calm, it is just your grand mother&lt;br /&gt;favorite china for she has good quality as much as her bad tempered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she shows her weakness, but it won’t be long. She will put&lt;br /&gt;herself together and back to be that hot chili again. If she loves&lt;br /&gt;you, it will be no matter what other people may say. Her relationship&lt;br /&gt;will be more important than what is right or wrong. Because of this&lt;br /&gt;reason, you may know some Scorpio woman become a second wife, a&lt;br /&gt;mistress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is spoil, but she allows her love one to over power her. Dating&lt;br /&gt;this woman, you should not keep old love letters in your pocket or in&lt;br /&gt;your house. It could be a love letter 2 years ago, but never mind she&lt;br /&gt;will argue about this since this is a big deal for a suspicious woman.&lt;br /&gt;Remember she has a temper of the shrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you play a cold war with her, she will treat you likewise and&lt;br /&gt;double it. If you stood her up once, she will stood you up 2-3 times.&lt;br /&gt;She is quite fair in justice, so she can accept your apologies as much&lt;br /&gt;as she can pretend to accept things for now and wait for a pay back&lt;br /&gt;revenge in the future. If you are nice to hear, she will double that&lt;br /&gt;to you as well. A real fair woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to make and spent money. She likes to have fame and&lt;br /&gt;reputations, and never let herself broke and have no name at the same&lt;br /&gt;time. She is too proud and will not accept status of being “Poor”.&lt;br /&gt;She loves to have face, so if you are a manager with small salary,&lt;br /&gt;she will be proud more than more money being a truck driver. She hates&lt;br /&gt;to think and she can not stand a feeling of being a “Nobody”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-7386029291695510110?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/7386029291695510110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2010/03/scorpio-female-by-meiyi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7386029291695510110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7386029291695510110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2010/03/scorpio-female-by-meiyi.html' title='Scorpio Female by meiyi'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-2982368778034076900</id><published>2010-02-12T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T08:39:14.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Red-Letter Day---School Drama Competition Day   Chee Kong</title><content type='html'>The Big Red-Letter Day---School Drama Competition Day&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Finally,the day comes in just a twinkling of an eye.Our drama competition day has come--12.11.2009.We have waited this day for long after times of practices which we sacrificed our time,energy and many.At the begining,we all just seemed to be spiritless to start it off,but our director just non-stop pushing us to do it.Fine,we all were surrender to her strong will,just had to abide by her sayings and all her instructions with no other objections.Day by day,we merely used a week's time to prepare oursleves for the big show.For me,this is the first time to take part in English's drama competition,nervous,excited and uneasy feelings I could feel in the progression of practising for my role in that show.Surprisingly,I found it very fun and had a whale of time with my classmates for our practices during the school's time.We gave advices to each other in order to vamp each person's minor error in performing the show.I realised that our bond was fostered up even more tightly,laugther filled the whole class's atmosphere.It's quite warm when we start to know our friends more,not just saying hi when we meet or pass by.This is totally different.&lt;br /&gt;Today,12.11.2009,our big day has come.It's time for us to show to the audience of what we had prepared.There are a total of five classes taking part in it,including our class--6RU.When our's turn to go,we set up all the things promptly,and dress up in our own costume meticulously.The show started with the sweet greetings from our narrator.All the things went very well and smooth,I was greatly satisfied.At that moment I knew that we would win it.The very moment came,everybody held theri breath to listen to the speaker when he wanted to announced to winner.The winner is,6RU !!&lt;br /&gt;Applause could be heard from all the audience upon the name was spoken out.We won !! We won !! This really showed our good teamwork of making the show,I had no other words to say,just pleased for that moment.It was indeed a very sweet memory,our drama's name was The Museum of Memories which our memories were too kept inside it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-2982368778034076900?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/2982368778034076900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-red-letter-day-school-drama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/2982368778034076900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/2982368778034076900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-red-letter-day-school-drama.html' title='The Big Red-Letter Day---School Drama Competition Day   Chee Kong'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-7216396138075154319</id><published>2010-01-06T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:32:47.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROSPEED RACKETS</title><content type='html'>We have just launched our latest models of Prospeed Newton X series that have sold 8000 pieces within the 1st week of launching. 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Our Malaysia buyers can also order online directly, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit : www.prospeed.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-7216396138075154319?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/7216396138075154319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2010/01/prospeed-rackets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7216396138075154319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7216396138075154319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2010/01/prospeed-rackets.html' title='PROSPEED RACKETS'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-5282629792032507466</id><published>2009-12-01T12:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:20:45.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does women cry by tan mei yi</title><content type='html'>A little boy asked his mother 'Why are you crying？ '&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;一個男孩問他的媽媽：『你為甚麼要哭呢？』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;'Because I'm a woman,' she told him.&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;媽媽說：『因為我是女人啊。』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;'I don't understand,' he said.&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;男孩說：『我不懂。』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;His mum just hugged him and said, 'And you never will'&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;他媽媽抱起他說：『你永遠不會懂得。』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;Later the little boy asked his father,&lt;br /&gt; 'Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?'&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;後來小男孩就問他爸爸：『媽媽為甚麼毫無理由的哭呢？』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;'All women cry for no reason,' was all his dad could say.&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;『所有女人都這樣。』他爸爸回答。&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;The little boy grew up and became a man,&lt;br /&gt; still wondering why women cry.&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;小男孩長成了一個男人，但仍舊不懂女人為甚麼哭泣。&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;Finally he put in a call to God;&lt;br /&gt;and when God got on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;he asked, 'God, why do women cry so! easily?'&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;最後，他打電話給上帝；當上帝拿起電話時，&lt;br /&gt;他問道：『上帝，女人為甚麼那麼容易哭泣呢？』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;God said: 'When I made the woman she had to be special.&lt;br /&gt; I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world;&lt;br /&gt;yet, gentle enough to give comfort'&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;上帝回答說：&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;『當我創造女人時，讓她很特別。&lt;br /&gt;我使她的肩膀能挑起整個世界的重擔；並且，又柔情似水。』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;                                     &lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;'I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth&lt;br /&gt;and the rejection that many times comes from her children'&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;『我讓她的內心很堅強，&lt;br /&gt;能夠承受分娩的痛苦和忍受自己孩子多次的拒絕。』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;'I gave her a hardness that allows&lt;br /&gt;her to keep going when everyone else gives up,&lt;br /&gt;and take care of her family through sickness&lt;br /&gt;and fatigue without complaining '&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;『我賦予她耐心，使她在別人放棄的時候繼續堅持，&lt;br /&gt;並且無怨無悔的照顧自己的家人，渡過疾病和疲勞。』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;'I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any&lt;br /&gt;and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly'&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;『我賦予她在任何情況下，都會愛孩子的感情，&lt;br /&gt;即使她的孩子傷害了她。』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;'I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults&lt;br /&gt; and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart'&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;『我賦予她包容她丈夫過錯的堅強&lt;br /&gt;和用他的勒骨塑成她來保護他的心。』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;'I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife,&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes tests her strengths&lt;br /&gt;and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly'&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;『我賦予她智慧，讓她知道一個好丈夫是絕不會傷害他的妻子的，&lt;br /&gt;但有時我也會考驗她支持自己丈夫的決心和堅強。』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;'And finally, I gave her a tear to shed.&lt;br /&gt;This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed.'&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;『最後，我讓她可以流淚。只要她願意。這是她所獨有的。』&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;'You see: The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears,&lt;br /&gt;the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.'!&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;『你看，女人的漂亮不是因為她穿的衣服、&lt;br /&gt;她保持的體型或者她梳頭的方式。』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes,&lt;br /&gt; because that is the doorway to her heart&lt;br /&gt;* the place where love resides.'&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;『女人的漂亮，必須從她的眼睛中去看，&lt;br /&gt;因為那是她心靈的窗戶和愛居住的地方。』&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;Please send this to all the beautiful women&lt;br /&gt;you know today in celebration of Women's History Month.&lt;br /&gt;If you do, something good will happen.&lt;br /&gt;You will boost another woman's self-esteem!&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;請把這篇文章傳給你認識的漂亮的女人。&lt;br /&gt;如果你做了的話，將會發生一些美妙的事情，&lt;br /&gt;你能夠提高她們的自尊心。&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Woman is Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每一個女人都漂亮&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-5282629792032507466?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/5282629792032507466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-does-women-cry-by-tan-mei-yi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/5282629792032507466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/5282629792032507466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-does-women-cry-by-tan-mei-yi.html' title='Why does women cry by tan mei yi'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-8878716892258706854</id><published>2009-12-01T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:13:39.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gordon and Adam</title><content type='html'>VISIT:www.prospeed.com.my&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-8878716892258706854?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/8878716892258706854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/12/gordon-and-adam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8878716892258706854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8878716892258706854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/12/gordon-and-adam.html' title='Gordon and Adam'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-2459028787351919135</id><published>2009-12-01T11:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:12:09.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU written by TAN MEI YI</title><content type='html'>SCENE 1:  &lt;br /&gt;       Helen went to one of the among  branded jeweler shop.  She was calm and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother asked  the worker  for bringing the most expensive necklace . Helen wore it.  She smiled, &lt;br /&gt;seem  that she was satisfying  the necklace.  In fact , her fingers was rubbing together violently below the table. At the same time, she remembered again the event a week ago happened ……..&lt;br /&gt;Data:: Helen’s husband , Jack .He was died  for a week.&lt;br /&gt;          The cause of death was Jack fell down from upstair accidentally , too late for giving  a       &lt;br /&gt;           treatment caused him big loss of blood.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled again, rubbed against her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2:http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif&lt;br /&gt;        Two young police, Elene and Paul, they came to Helen’s house for her husband case.&lt;br /&gt;They asked a lot of question about the happening of accident. Helen said that , when she discovered  her husband was lying on the floor , she called up the ambulance sent Jack to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;“ You are telling a lie now!” said Paul indignantly.&lt;br /&gt;“No.” said  Helen solemnly.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, we have do some investigation and find that the person who dial up the ambulance call is your mom, not you. Besides, the most important thing is why you delayed the time to send your husband to the hospital. The doctor who was in charge of your husband said that the exact time your husband injured was at10 o’clock . But you husband sent to the hospital at 12 o’clock. ” said the Paul.&lt;br /&gt;“What had you done during these two hours? Said Elene&lt;br /&gt;“ Are you planning to kill your husband ?” said Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“NOooooo!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;“ It ‘s not the true.!” Said Helen. Her voices became small and smaller. However, she smiled . Again, her fingers rubbed together .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;SCENE 3: Next morning&lt;br /&gt;      “ Mr. Jack , where are you now?”&lt;br /&gt;     “ Why you didn’t come back these days? I am missing you.”&lt;br /&gt;      “ You had promised me that you will back to our home, open the front door and see your lovely wife.” Said Helen  weakly.&lt;br /&gt; YOU ARE KILLING YOUR HUSBAND. YOU ARE THE MURDERER!&lt;br /&gt; The idea flashed in Helen’s mind.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh! It is not like that!  Mr. Jack , where are you? You had promised me that you will help to solve any problem for me!”&lt;br /&gt;“Jack!!!”&lt;br /&gt;Helen was drunk now. She felt so anguish and fidgety. She looked at her wedding picture. Mr.Jack was beside her. But now, she was confused. She don’t know which one is the truth.&lt;br /&gt;“  Yup, mom will know. She will know. “ Helen thought that&lt;br /&gt;She called her mom immediately.&lt;br /&gt;DOT DOT…  Helen’s mom was convinced her not be so stressful and dippy. “ You shouldn’t remember the past ,now, you must be live happily. Try to go for a short journey, it will help you to relax your mind.” said her mom.&lt;br /&gt;The call ended up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 4: evening&lt;br /&gt;  Elene, the police woman, made an appointment with Helen’s mom. She wanted to ask  again that night of Mr. Jack death.&lt;br /&gt;“ Auntie, sorry for wasting your precious time. Today, I am coming to ask you a few questions.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, during that night, why the person to make an ambulance call was you but no your daughter. Next, the difference of ages between your daughter and your daughter-in-law is 30 years. Your daughter, Helen is 23 years old. Meanwhile, Mr.Jack was 53 years old. Is that all you and your daughter scheme to kill Mr.Jack in order to get his properties?” asked Elene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All right. I will tell everything that you  desire to know.” Said Helen’s mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRESH AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;Helen was a doleful girl. She got a peculiar disease, Autism. She had been a quiet and obedient girl. However, her disease made her to be isolated by classmates  since she was a child. Even when she was graduated from university and worked in a company , she still a lonely  person. She worked hard in her job but didn’t get the welcoming from her colleagues. They thought that she was hypocrite girl.  All of them were misunderstanding Helen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;People who got the autism will suffer  a lot.  They cannot control their face expression. Even  the time they are sad . depressed , worried , their face still maintain the expression like the usual one. For Helen’s case , she smiled every moment.&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL one day, Helen met Mr.Jack , her husband. He was a good fellow, which helped her without any rewards. Slowly , they were falling in love with each other. Mr. Jack liked this girl. In front of Helen, he needn’t to pretend as anyone else. He was himself, a true Jack.                                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;Helen , don’t know why, she would be a very shy and coy girl when she met with Mr.Jack. Mr.Jack was helping Helen to solve many problems. He acted as her real friend too. He would never force Helen to do the thing she didn’t like. He respected her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Helen , you shouldn’t mind what the gossips are talking about.  I love you even though I am 30 years older than you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, you can call me whatever you like. We are special. If you like to call me Mr.Jack. Then , you just call me like that.”&lt;br /&gt;“I will be your personal manager who in charge of your problems. You needn’t to worry anything. I am the pill to heal your wound.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They  sat on the swing. &lt;br /&gt;“ Helen , I promise you. I will use all my strength to protect you in a span time of 30 years. ” said Jack.&lt;br /&gt;“  After 30  years, you will not protect me anymore?” asked Helen.&lt;br /&gt;“HEhe… I think that time, I will be a dark angel , who can look for you and protect you.”said Jack&lt;br /&gt;“ Why is dark angel , not white?” asked Helen.&lt;br /&gt;“ White angel has no enough power to protect you but dark angel can. He can borrow the power  from demon if he lack of energy. Hehe…” reply Jack&lt;br /&gt;“I see. ” Helen smiled&lt;br /&gt;“ Helen , if I can’t be the angel, then I will be a soul  .I will wait for you at the front door until you back to home…If not, I will slip into our room and see my lovely wife.” Jack pledged to his wife.&lt;br /&gt;Helen laid her head on his shoulder. She smiled , which  responded proportionally to her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 5: Back to Helen’s mom&lt;br /&gt;“ The time Mr .Jack fell down , Helen was beside him. She was scared, she don’t know how to cope up with this. What she done was mopping the blood on the floor, lying down beside Mr Jack and murmuring.  After that , she was realized a bit and   called me.&lt;br /&gt;“ Now , do you understand that Helen willn’t be the murderer of Jack. She loved him .She is so relying on him. It is so anguish to Helen which lost her husband. So please, don’t hurt Helen any more. Take back all your fulsome words on Helen.” Said Helen’s mom angrily.&lt;br /&gt;“I know what I should do now. Sorry if I have irritating you just now.” Said Elene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 6: living room&lt;br /&gt;Helen sat on the sofa. She  grasped the wedding frame, looked at the front door. She was crying.&lt;br /&gt;“ You cheat me!!!  You said that you will come back and see me!”&lt;br /&gt;“Where are you ? Mr Jack……”&lt;br /&gt;“NO!! I am not the murderer! No…”&lt;br /&gt;“ Jack , am I kill me? You promise me … that you will solve problems for me. Why you don’t appear now? ’” &lt;br /&gt;  Helen was crying .For the first time , she know how to cry .But it is too late, too late already…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 7: Helen’s room&lt;br /&gt;   Paul and Elene were on the way to go to Helen’s house. They wanted to apologize to Helen for misunderstanding her.  While they opened the door, Helen was lying on the floor. Sleeping pills were spreading all over the table. IT was too lateee…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe now , they are looking at the sunset together. They will not be  separated again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SxSXWPm1cOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/s-smBXneqrg/s1600/BearCoupleOnSwing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SxSXWPm1cOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/s-smBXneqrg/s320/BearCoupleOnSwing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410115460781142242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-2459028787351919135?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/2459028787351919135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-written-by-tan-mei-yi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/2459028787351919135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/2459028787351919135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-written-by-tan-mei-yi.html' title='I LOVE YOU written by TAN MEI YI'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SxSXWPm1cOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/s-smBXneqrg/s72-c/BearCoupleOnSwing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-1749796853584489439</id><published>2009-10-11T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:18:08.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOONCAKE FESTIVAL by meiyi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/StH3FWHqVXI/AAAAAAAAADw/1eJ9PC-kvXI/s1600-h/%E5%9B%BE%E5%83%8F058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/StH3FWHqVXI/AAAAAAAAADw/1eJ9PC-kvXI/s320/%E5%9B%BE%E5%83%8F058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391361900148315506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE STORY OF MOONCAKE FESTIVAL&lt;br /&gt; Long long ago, there were 10 suns on the sky. They burnt all the plants on the earth. People were dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, a hero whose name was Hou Yi used his bow and arrows to shoot down nine of them. All the people on the earth were saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the queen of heaven gave Hou Yi a bottle elixir which could make Hou Yi become an immortal but the elixir was only efficacious for one person. Hou Yi did want to become an immortal but he wanted to stay with her beautiful wife Chang'e more, so he didn't drink the elixir and asked his wife Chang'e to keep it for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hou Yi was becoming more and more famous after he shot down the nine suns and more and more men wanted Hou Yi to be their master. Most of them were accepted by Hou Yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not every student of Hou Yi had good morality. Feng Meng, one of his students, wanted to seize his elixir. One day, Hou Yi went hunting with his students but Feng Meng pretended to be ill and stay at home. When making sure Hou Yi had gone he went to Hou Yi's house and tried to force Chang'e to give him the elixir. Chang'e knew she couldn't defeat Feng Meng so she drank the elixir immediately. The elixir made her become an immortal and fly higher and higher. Finally, she stopped on the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, people often pray Chang'e for fortune and safety. Especially on the Mid-Autumn Festival they prepared lots of foods for Chang'e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This traditional Chinese festival has been celebrating until now .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-1749796853584489439?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/1749796853584489439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/10/mooncake-festival-by-meiyi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/1749796853584489439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/1749796853584489439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/10/mooncake-festival-by-meiyi.html' title='MOONCAKE FESTIVAL by meiyi'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/StH3FWHqVXI/AAAAAAAAADw/1eJ9PC-kvXI/s72-c/%E5%9B%BE%E5%83%8F058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-2895593170645143824</id><published>2009-10-04T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:28:31.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;THE GREATEST LOVE OF ALL&lt;span style=""&gt;                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Written by: Gordon Soo Chien Phang&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Have you ever wondered when was the last time you kissed your mother and told her you love her? How many times have we offered to help our mother in the kitchen and how many times have we been talking on the phone with friends and turned a deft ear to our father who was just asking for a glass of water? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I bet most of us have not sit down and chat with our parents for a long time. We spent lots of time on our studies, computer games and on the phone but can we spend a little bit of our time for our parents as well? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;As children, do we really understand how much our parents have scarified in order to bring us up? How worried are they when we have fallen sick? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Are you asking me why is it so important to treasure the time spent with our parents? The answer is simply because our parent’s love to us is always the greatest love of all. Read on…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; August 2007. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;In the hospital, it was an emergency mode when Cindy was placed in a wheel chair and pushed to the CPU for nose bleeding. The staff nurses were rushing in to help as Cindy was struggling and yelling to go home. “I don’t want to stay in the hospital, mum. I want to go home.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“We will go home as soon as you recovered, Cindy. I promised,” Hot tears steamed down Mrs. Stanley’s cheeks as she tried to comfort her sick daughter and continued, “Where is the doctor? Why is he not coming yet?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;One of the nurses pulled out some tissues stuffed into Cindy’s nose and said, “Stay calm; the nosebleed is probably not serious, Mrs. Stanley. So don’t worry! And please don’t stuff tissues into her nose anymore. It won’t work!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley wiped off tears with her fingertips and snapped, “I have done all I possibly knew trying to stop it but the bleeding just wouldn’t stop.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Blood strains were all over Cindy’s cheeks and her nose started to bleed seriously again. Cindy cried and hot tears steamed down her swollen eyes and wet her cheeks, creating a mixture of tears and blood strains all over her face. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;She murmured under a pair of quivering lips, “Please help me, mum!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley placed her palm on Cindy’s sweaty palm, brushed back hairs from her temple and uttered, “you are going to be fine, Cindy. Be calm! ”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Cindy tightened her grips and cried as blood kept flowing out of her nostril uncontrollably, “I am scared, mum.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley replied desperately, “God will be with us, Cindy! God be with us.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;The chief nurse stepped in and said, “Ok, Mrs. Stanley, firmly pinch on the soft part of her nose with your fingers and keep the pressure on for a full 10 minutes. And this is what you should do every time she has a nose bleeding. Ok?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;After the chief nurse instructed Mrs. Stanley what to do, she shifted her gaze to the nurses and continued, “Ok, Sheila, go and get Doctor Rodney, now. Go!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;She paused and continued, “You, Julie, go and get the cold compress. Hurried,”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;About 15 minutes later, the bleeding was controlled and Cindy was lying on the bed, very weak and pale. Dr. Rodney arrived shortly and examined her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;With a serious look spreads across his face, Dr. Rodney asked, “Ok, What’s her blood pressure, Judy?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Judy quickly answered, “It’s 90/50.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;After examining Cindy, Dr. Rodney shook his head and said, “Prepare for a blood transfusion, Judy. It’s an A Minus group.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Without any more time wasted, the nurses were on their way preparing a blood transfusion for Cindy and took out bags of blood from the blood bank that belongs to A Minus group, which was very rare. After the blood transfusion, Mrs. Stanley visited Dr. Rodney in his room, the doctor in charge of Cindy’s sickness, and they were discussing about the condition of Cindy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Dr. Rodney was reading some reports while Mrs. Stanley started up the conversation by asking, “Dr. Rodney how is the condition of my daughter?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Dr. Rodney took off his spectacles, looked up at Mrs. Stanley disappointedly and replied, “Ok, Mrs. Stanley, I have gone through some check-up with Cindy and I must confess that I do not see any improvement in her condition. I have explained to you earlier that the stem cells in her bone marrow were malfunctioning, producing an excessive numbers of defective or immature blood cells or low blood cell counts. We have diagnosed it and called it Leukemia.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley snapped in desperately, “I knew that, doctor. You told me that before and you don’t have to repeat that to me again.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;She paused and asked again in amusement, “Well, I think we have filled in the application for bone marrow donation quite some times ago, right?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Dr. Rodney took out a file from the aluminum cabinet, fumbled over the pages and replied, “About 2 years ago. But until today we still haven’t receive any donor yet. It’s rather difficult to find somebody with the type of bone marrow compatible to your daughter.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley pressed firmly on her throat trying to adjust her tone and replied, “Dr. Rodney, You see… my husband and I had a little saving said about &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;RM10, 000, when he was still alive and I am thinking maybe we could use the money to get somebody to donate bone marrow to my daughter. And if it is not enough, I can find another job to pay up the extra. What do you think?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Dr. Rodney gestured with his hand and replied seriously, “It’s not a matter of money, Mrs. Stanley, as I have mentioned earlier, this is a government &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hospital and we don’t need you to pay so much money for a bone marrow transplant but we do needed somebody whose bone marrow are suitable to your daughter and are willing to donate. You got what I mean?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Feeling desperate with the answer she received, Mrs. Stanley replied, “But we have been waited for too long and I am afraid Cindy couldn’t wait any longer. You knew her condition, doctor. She is getting weaker each day and those blood transfusions scare her.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Dr. Rodney tried to calm her with some words of comfort and said, “Don’t worry Mrs. Stanley. We will try our best and will inform you right away as soon as we have the right person walking into the hospital. I promise.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley got up from her seat, slowly walked to the door and asked, “From what you have judge on her condition today, how long do you think she could possibly live?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Dr. Rodney shook his head slowly and replied, “I can’t tell you exactly how long she could live”. &lt;span class="lnstory"&gt;A disappointed look spread across Dr. Rodney’s face as he paused to massage the back of his neck where pain started to form &lt;/span&gt;and continued in a low tone, “Maybe 3 months or more but.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley raised her hand to stop him from continuing and said politely, “Thank you doctor. That’s enough!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Dr. Rodney continued anyway and said, “The most important thing to do now is you have to make sure she has enough rest.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley opened the door and before she stepped out of the room, she uttered, “Have mercy on her, doctor and thanks for everything you did for her today.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; August 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;In front of Cindy’s house, grasses that were frosted by the early morning dew were long and were not well taken care off as it had almost covered up a bed of yellow tulips that grew along the walkway leading to Cindy’s cottage. The paint on the wall faded out and it was dark inside the house as if the house had been left vacant for a long time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Cindy got up from her bed and walked slowly towards the closet. She selected a beautiful dress and took it out of the closet together with the hanger. Cindy walked calmly to the mirror, took out a lipstick from the drawer and started brushing her pale lips. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;She paused at the image in the mirror and her once sparkling dark brown eyes were now glimmered with hot tears steaming down her cheeks that gleamed like crystals. She saw nothing but a skinny, pale and lifeless gal brushing cherry red lipstick onto cracking lips in front of that cruel mirror, which always revealed the true image of a person. She was shivering, hurting badly and fallen apart and she couldn’t accept what she saw in the mirror. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;She shook her head, turned to her mother and cried, “Mum, tell me frankly, what did the doctor told you the other day...” Cindy paused and her face dropped and continued, “What is the sickness that’s bothering me?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley paused for a long time and decided that even though it was painful; Cindy had the right to know what was happening to her. Hesitated for awhile, Mrs. Stanley broke the unbearable silence and replied in a low voice, “Leukemia, child but your condition is not serious. We are just waiting for someone to donate the same type of bone marrow to you and…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley paused as she was out of words to comfort her lovely daughter and decided to tell a lie to make thing sounds a little easier and said, “Dr. Rodney told me that you are going to get one very soon.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;With her eyes still closed, Cindy forced out a smile full of sadness, bite her upper lips and continued in a sad tone, “Leukemia, huh? Will I die?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;It was a question, Mrs. Stanley was afraid to answer. In fact, it was a question, all human beings were afraid to face and it wasn’t easy dealing with issue concerning with life and death. Mrs. Stanley replied hesitantly, “Well, ah….Trust me honey. I believe you will be alright. ”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“You believe huh?” Tears flew down from Cindy’s lovely sparkling eyes and that make her looked even paler than ever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley walked towards Cindy and embraced her; burying Cindy’s head on her shoulders and wrapping an arm tightly around her waist with the other arm patting her on the back to comfort, “Don’t cry honey, you will live like all other kids do and no matter what happens, you are not going to die, my child!” Her quivering voice was laced with pain and tears that flew down her cheeks were bitter. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Cindy brushed off tears from her mother’s cheeks, tightened her embracement and uttered softly into her mother’s ear, “I love you mum and I always do!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley had prepared for the worst but would like to make full use of the time Cindy had left to make her happy. At least to spend some happy moments together before Leukemia ended her lovely daughter’s life. They did spend some happy moments together and the house that was once cold and silence was filled with laughter again but good times never last long and reality is always cruel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; December 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Outside the hospital, nurses were waiting anxiously and Cindy was once again sent to the emergency ward as soon as the ambulance arrived. Dr. Rodney was putting wires and poking needles all over her body. The machine believed to be checking her heartbeat was drumming out loud and clear, and that annoyed Cindy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Cindy was too weak to open her eyes and her nose bleed terribly but she could listen vividly to all the whispers by the nurses and doctor who were attending her. Cindy had a feeling that wasn’t good. “Oh! No. I am not going to die here. What would happen to mum if I die?” She was in a trauma and began to imagine things and yes, really bad things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;She tried to fight back her traumatic imagination and exclaimed to herself “I will be alright, the doctor’s here anyway. I have to go on living for the sake of mum.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;She thought only by exclaiming positively she had a chance to live, at least that was what the teachers had&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;taught her in school to be positive but deep down inside her heart, she knew it wasn’t the case this time because she was spinning. Yes, spinning and spinning like a merry-go-round. “I am falling; I am falling, Help me, Mum!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Cindy was scared and she felt that she was losing her consciousness gradually and would collapse again anytime. “No, I must not close my eyes and have to keep myself awake! Yes, this is what that had been shown on TV all the time or have I read it from a book or somewhere? Anyway, I will be alright!”&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Cindy was getting weaker and her eyes grew dimmer. Blood strains were all over Cindy’s gown and her nose bleed seriously again. She could hear someone shouting, “We will have to stop the bleeding immediately.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;The sound of her heartbeat drummed on the machine was getting softer and her blood pressure dropped. Cindy could feel consciousness slipping away from her slowly and gradually as she tried very hard to fight back and grabbed whatever life that has left for her. Dr. Rodney pummeled her chest with certain devices and it was really hard. Her body bounced up and fell back, bounced up again higher this time and fell back stronger. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Pummeled again and again… and the lights in the operation room were off and the door closed as the curtain fell! The night faded away…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; December 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;The weather was getting dark and a couple of brownish-grey squirrels were leaping from trees to trees with some chasing each other playfully and running across the driveway. Christmas song and laughter could be heard from afar and yes, it was Christmas!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;In an isolated room at the top floor of the old Shanghai Methodist Hospital, Cindy laid motionlessly, wasting away her life bit by bit in a coma. It was Thursday now and Cindy had been in a coma for more than a week. Dr. Rodney had made himself clear at the beginning that Cindy could not live if she couldn’t regain consciousness in a few more days. She can only be in a coma for about 2 weeks before a brain damage evolve. All that has to be done had been done and now Dr. Rodney said that he could do no more for her except to ease the few days that remained for Cindy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;In a conversation between Dr. Rodney and Mrs. Stanley, did Dr. Rodney say, “You will have to decide whether to keep your daughter on a machine or pull the plug and prepare for the funeral?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;The doctor might not have said such nasty thing. Not on Christmas anyway but even if he did say that, Mrs. Stanley would hasten to agree on either of them and would not believe him at all. She was confident that doctors were not infallible. Anyhow, deep down inside her heart, she knew this one was serious and threatening, for she saw life and health slipping away from her lovely daughter day by day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley, being a Christian did everything she could possibly do to save her daughter’s life and at time, with the advice of certain superstitious friends, she even goes against her own religion and went to visit a medium who had given her some water, believed to be holy water for the amount of RM5, which she believed at last resource to be able to save Cindy’s life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Cindy was unconscious and she swallowed it as she would swallow everything her mother brought to her. Poor little Cindy! At this critical moment, Mrs. Stanley had nothing to buoy her up or to fight science with except to offer her lovely daughter some holy water she got it for RM5. She found out later that it didn’t work that way and she couldn’t accept the reality and collapsed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Somehow, Mrs. Stanley never gave up! Sitting on the bed where Cindy laid motionlessly, she prayed quietly and in her mind she asked herself, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;”Did not the preacher at the Mission Home say: "Ask, and ye shall receive?" and had she not asked and asked again for the life of her child, her last and only one, at the hands of Him whom she worshipped?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;No, Cindy was not going to die in a coma. What she needed was country air and a place to run about. She had been housed up in this small room too much; the air condition was too cold and the smell of antiseptic was too strong for her, and that was what made her so pinched and thin and weak. She must have air, and she should have it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“I will discharge you tomorrow and bring you back to our home sweet home, Cindy. I will send Elaine from across the hall to take care of you while I was at work. Then you will be alright! Everything is well planned”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Cindy had closed her eyes, too weak even to listen. So her mother kissed her little thin forehead and tiptoed out of the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley had so far spurred her faith that if she went out to the night market on Wednesday, she promised to bring Cindy something good for her dinner, a pair of Nike shoes against the time of her going out, and also a Prospeed badminton racket for Christmas that she had been asking for all the time. She never expected things to turn up this way and that her lovely Cindy had to be in a Coma on Christmas. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Anyway, she brought the pair of shoes and the racket home that evening after leaving the hospital and exclaimed to herself. “Cindy would be delight to see all the goodies she dreamed to have when she woke up from the coma”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;On thought of Cindy waking up from the coma, Mrs. Stanley smiled. She was tired for she had not been sleeping well for the past 10 days and before she could open the door to her house, the phone rang. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Her heart dropped instantly and a sudden change of expression printed in her face. Her eyebrows and lips were in parallel lines on her face and a serious look had now replaced the smile she was wearing few seconds ago. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley knew instantly, it was a phone call she wasn’t prepared to answer. The time she always feared had finally arrived and she didn’t know it came so soon. As she rushed into the house, her sister, Elaine had answered the phone. Slowly, Elaine covered the receiver with her palm, shifted her gaze to Mrs. Stanley and said in a low tone, “It’s from the hospital.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley walked numbly towards the phone. Elaine slowly passed her the receiver and she grabbed it, held it for a few seconds, exchanged glance with Elaine and lifted up the receiver to her ear and said, “Mrs. Stanley speaking.” She spoke for about a minute and ended up the conversation with, “Goodbye and I will be there on time.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;She put down the receiver to its cradle and walked quietly to the stairway without a word spoken to Elaine. As she was about to place her leg on the first step of the stairway, Elaine asked, “When was it?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Elaine didn’t have to look deep into her heart to know what the conversation was all about. She knew the time had come and that her sister had to face it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Mrs. Stanley answered in a low and gravely tones, “Tomorrow morning at 8.00am. We have to bring Cindy’s body back and prepare for the funeral”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Elaine stood there stunned and motionlessly! They were just talking about the issue few days ago and now reality came pouring in when they were least expected and sending chills all over her body. Elaine wasn’t prepare to accept this news and was wondering why bad news always appeared on wonderful evening like this, to spoil it and torn it apart. Wasn’t it Christmas? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Elaine not knowing what to do next but managed to force out a few words to comfort and uttered, “I will go with you, dear.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;The next day was set apart for the funeral. The &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mission&lt;/st1:place&gt; preacher read: "The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away, blessed be the name of the Lord," and someone said "Amen!" But Mrs. Stanley could not echo it in her heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; as teardrops glistened in her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Her words trembling out rapidly as teardrops uncontrollably flew down her cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Cindy was her last, her one treasured lamb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Inside the Chapel, a strong gush of wind blew in and one of the candles that were burning in its holder extinguished leaving the other burning and melting alone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;The End&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;A Note from the Author&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;After reading my story, how do you guys feel? I would dare to say if the unfortunate tragedy would have happen to any of us, our mother would do the same to protect, to save and to love us until our last breathe remain. Why? It is simply because they are mothers and we as their children are always their treasured lambs. Mother’s love is always the greatest love of all!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;We all should ponder over the questions of how much do we really love our parents and how much do we really care about them. The quality of caring and loving the people around us will not only increase the quality of our lives but will also make the world a better place to live in. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;So, don’t take things for granted from our parents as we do know how much we will miss them until we have lost them. Remember, the next time you are with your mother again just hug her, kiss her and tell her you love her, for you have not said those wonderful words to her for a very long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-2895593170645143824?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/2895593170645143824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/10/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-zh-cn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/2895593170645143824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/2895593170645143824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/10/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-zh-cn.html' title=''/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-4459505424250388161</id><published>2009-10-04T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:24:50.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocabulary for -- Physical Description  , H_cK</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Shape of face :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oval,square,round,broad,heart-shapped,pointed,egg-shaped&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Complexion  :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fair,dark,freckled,pimpled,rosy,demure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Height   :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tall,short,lanky,petite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eyes  :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sparkling,bright,alert,dreamy,hazel eyes,bloodshot eyes,lustrous,sunken,sorrowful,squinted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair  :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bald,balding,crew-cut,frizzy,permed,wiry,unkempt,curly,afro,disheveled,thick,straight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nose  :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crooked,broad,aquiline,bulbous,flared nostrils&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mouth  :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;protuding lips,pouting mouth,full lips,ruby red lips,thin lips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Others features :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sideburns,sunburned,tanned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope these will add some colour into your writing. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-4459505424250388161?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/4459505424250388161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/10/vocabulary-for-physical-description-hck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/4459505424250388161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/4459505424250388161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/10/vocabulary-for-physical-description-hck.html' title='Vocabulary for -- Physical Description  , H_cK'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-5674324800455965267</id><published>2009-09-22T01:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:46:43.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SrsVvaSYEOI/AAAAAAAAADg/IYJtDVf86nU/s1600-h/tiramisu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SrsVvaSYEOI/AAAAAAAAADg/IYJtDVf86nU/s320/tiramisu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384921683705991394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by.meiyi                       22.09.2009&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share a story with you. That is about a tiramisu cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tiramisu cake. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t was created by an Italian couple which the husband had to fight during a war. They were poor.Then,his wife tried to use all the food in their house to make a cake for him.The cake was named ,TIRAMISU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's means  'let me along with you'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a romantic story about how much the love of a wife to her beloved husband. She instilled all her love to the cake.Then , the history of the cake was widespread within the country and became so popular . Until now,my family and i are falling with love with Tiramisu cake.&lt;br /&gt;I suggest that everyone should take a time to try Tiramisu cake especially the coupling persons. This is because 'TIRAMISU' has a surprising magic for whose have the beloved love. HAHA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-5674324800455965267?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/5674324800455965267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/09/by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/5674324800455965267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/5674324800455965267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/09/by.html' title=''/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SrsVvaSYEOI/AAAAAAAAADg/IYJtDVf86nU/s72-c/tiramisu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-9204288430930383023</id><published>2009-09-07T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T14:43:57.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Effective communication by using English.-waiying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have learn some new things from newspapers,I think it is very useful for our communication,grammar and so on.I would like to share with you what I’m learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Vendor :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Check it out&lt;/strong&gt;! I have got the latest styles of handbags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Customers:&lt;/span&gt; They are nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Vendor :&lt;/span&gt; These styles have even been advertised in fashion magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Customers:&lt;/span&gt;I guess it &lt;strong&gt;wouldn’t hurt to&lt;/strong&gt; take a closer look at a few of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Vendor :&lt;/span&gt; It is best to buy it now. &lt;strong&gt;My stock won’t last long&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My stock won’t last long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1.    These are selling like hot cakes&lt;br /&gt;2.    They are flying off the shelves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check..out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-to test or to have a look.&lt;br /&gt;Gary : Is that movie good?&lt;br /&gt;Beth : Why don’t you check it out yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It won’t/doesn’t hurt to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It doesn’t hurt to compliment your son sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compliment=praise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cry Wolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch out&lt;/strong&gt;! I think the teacher saw you sending text messages during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Jenny :&lt;/span&gt; Are you serious?He is&lt;strong&gt; gonna&lt;/strong&gt; kill me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/span&gt; Oh,I’m just kidding. He was not even looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  to be careful&lt;br /&gt;Watct out for the carst!&lt;br /&gt;Watch out! The police are coming!&lt;br /&gt;Watch out! A fierce dog is dashing toward you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cry wolf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-      a counterfeit/untrue messages&lt;br /&gt;The authorities warned that there might be another terrorist attack but most people thought they were just crying wolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna-going to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When are you gonna give my money back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You Can Lead a Horse to Water, but You Can’t Make Him Drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Anne :&lt;/span&gt; Did you have fun at the dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Tricia :&lt;/span&gt; Not really because I Couldn’t get Steve to dance with me ! He is so &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stubborn&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Anne :&lt;/span&gt; Well, you can &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lead a horse to water, but you can’t make him drink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.I guess you are not his type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make him drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-cannot force somebody to do some things that he/she hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stubborn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Obstinate, or unwilling to yield, obey&lt;br /&gt;He is stubborn as a donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiying831&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-9204288430930383023?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/9204288430930383023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/09/effective-communication-by-using.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/9204288430930383023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/9204288430930383023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/09/effective-communication-by-using.html' title=''/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-7752183882333508666</id><published>2009-09-07T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T14:38:43.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jokes-by waiying 6ru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a proverbs say,No play and all works make Jack a dull boy, which means one should has works without recreation.I truly agree with this proverbs,sometimes works will make me boring and tedious. However read some jobs is a way that can release stress.I would like to share few jokes with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;Dissolvent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       A young man saw Leconte, said “ I wanna develop a sort of all purpose dissolvent, by which can dissolve all materials”.&lt;br /&gt;       Leconte asked a question in reply“In that case, what container shall you hold it with?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fight, Crazy and Brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One day, three Friends went for a picnic near a waterfall.Their names were Fight,Crazy and Brain. Fight got lost so Crazy and Brain went to a police station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Crazy :&lt;/span&gt; Good evening sir,I want to look for Fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Policeman :&lt;/span&gt; You want to look for Fight???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Crazy :&lt;/span&gt; Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Policeman :&lt;/span&gt; Are You Crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Crazy :&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I am Crazy, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Policeman :&lt;/span&gt; Don’t you have Brain??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Crazy :&lt;/span&gt; Yes, sir. Brain is beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;SWeeT Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ling :&lt;/span&gt; Why do you put sugar on your pillow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Mei :&lt;/span&gt; Because I want to have sweet dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-7752183882333508666?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/7752183882333508666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/09/jokes-by-waiying-6ru-as-proverbs-sayno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7752183882333508666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7752183882333508666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/09/jokes-by-waiying-6ru-as-proverbs-sayno.html' title=''/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-2294592595179673998</id><published>2009-09-07T14:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T14:54:37.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First presentation-waiying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SqSs7slJJxI/AAAAAAAAADI/qbw0o9pRpEw/s1600-h/gm_strawberries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378613996566423314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SqSs7slJJxI/AAAAAAAAADI/qbw0o9pRpEw/s320/gm_strawberries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SqSt8m7x49I/AAAAAAAAADY/8L1xVKc67e8/s1600-h/lab+gm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SqSs02kAyGI/AAAAAAAAADA/0NT93xby1Bc/s1600-h/gm+app.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378613878986950754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SqSs02kAyGI/AAAAAAAAADA/0NT93xby1Bc/s320/gm+app.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;First &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Muet&lt;/span&gt; Presentation.-by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wAiying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already done my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MUET&lt;/span&gt; presentation but not so good.I’m tremendously panic when talking in front of people even though there are only my classmates. However after my presentation,I receive some praise from my friends and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MUET&lt;/span&gt;’s teacher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pn&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wardiah&lt;/span&gt;.This make me more reassurance.Following is some main point/gist of my presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Genetically Modified Food(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;GMF&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GMFs&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Food that the basic constituents or genetic material (DNA) have been altered to provide certain benefits.&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes genes will be added to provide extra nutrients.&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes a gene may be removed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;enchance&lt;/span&gt; other characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;GMF&lt;/span&gt; can provide us Enormous Benefits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Variety new crops are produced.&lt;br /&gt;-Make the food more nutrients and tastier.&lt;br /&gt;- Increase the production of crops.&lt;br /&gt;- Feed huge population in some country.&lt;br /&gt;-Improve crop characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;- Friendly to environment, last longer,less wastage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;GMF&lt;/span&gt; safe to eat??&lt;br /&gt;Food produced through biotechnology do not present any health concerns. In fact,may be to alleviate food allergies. In Malaysia, Ministry of Health has prepared a draft Regulation.This draft requires that all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;GMF&lt;/span&gt; which are to be imported,prepared to sale must be approved by the Director General of Health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;GMF&lt;/span&gt; are appropriately labelled, customers can make decision based on :&lt;br /&gt;- Moral concerns&lt;br /&gt;- Religious&lt;br /&gt;- Safety&lt;br /&gt;- Ethical&lt;br /&gt;- Environmental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Genetic modified play an very important role and bring us plenty of benefits.Thanks to genetic modified,many fields are well development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;During&lt;/span&gt; my presentation I also prepared some materials and hand out to them.They ask me why to do so?I tell them I concern my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pronounciation&lt;/span&gt; was too bad until they do not understanding what I talking about.ha..ha..However I hope that my presentation will give some useful information to my friends and teacher.Virtually I tremendously enjoy to do presentation. I hope that I will do better next time.-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;waiying&lt;/span&gt;831&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SqStm2FOp2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ABueV4MfCrY/s1600-h/maize.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-2294592595179673998?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/2294592595179673998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-first-presentation-waiying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/2294592595179673998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/2294592595179673998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-first-presentation-waiying.html' title='My First presentation-waiying'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SqSs7slJJxI/AAAAAAAAADI/qbw0o9pRpEw/s72-c/gm_strawberries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-5997307908344533132</id><published>2009-09-06T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T13:32:46.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;BY TAN MEI YI    6RU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;From the very beginning, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background and that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that and the family's pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated and decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;The girl agreed,  with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in and agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails and phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice......&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,.....it's still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart every time it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. &amp;amp; not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions &amp;amp; millions of reply, and countless of phone calls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything and be happy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;With a new environment, the girl learn sign language and started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came and told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;A year has passed and her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she opened the letter, she saw her name in it instead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-5997307908344533132?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/5997307908344533132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/09/by-tan-mei-yi-6ru-from-very-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/5997307908344533132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/5997307908344533132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/09/by-tan-mei-yi-6ru-from-very-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-9079049619326056702</id><published>2009-09-01T12:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:08:22.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check this out!</title><content type='html'>British English vs. Malaysian English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says our English is teruk? Just read below - Ours is simple, short, concise, straight-to-the-point, effective etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN GIVING A CUSTOMER BAD NEWS&lt;br /&gt;Britons: I'm sorry, sir, but we don't seem to have the sweater you want in your size, but if you give me a moment, I can call the other outlets for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: No stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RETURNING A CALL&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Hello, this is John Smith.. Did anyone call for me a few moments ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Hello, who call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASKING SOMEONE TO MAKE WAY&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Excuse me, I would like to get by. Would you please make way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: S-kew me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN ASKING FOR PERMISSION&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Excuse me, but do you think it would be possible for me to enter through this door?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: (pointing at the door) Can ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN ENTERTAINING&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Please make yourself right at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: No need shy shy one lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN DOUBTING SOMEONE&lt;br /&gt;Britons: I don't recall you giving me the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Where got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN DECLINING AN OFFER&lt;br /&gt;Britons: I would prefer not to do that, if you don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Don't want lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN ASKING SOMEONE TO LOWER THEIR VOICE.&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Excuse me, but could you please lower your voice? I'm trying to concentrate over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Shut up lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN ASSESSING A TIGHT SITUATION.&lt;br /&gt;Britons: We seem to be in a bit of a predicament at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Die lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SOMEONE DID SOMETHING WRONG&lt;br /&gt;Britons: This isn't the way to do it. Here, let me show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Like that also don't know how to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN ONE IS ANGRY&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Would you mind not disturbing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Celaka you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which would you prefer? Send this to your Malaysian friends and let them have a laugh too. Good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sacred_roseS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-9079049619326056702?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/9079049619326056702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/09/check-this-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/9079049619326056702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/9079049619326056702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/09/check-this-out.html' title='Check this out!'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-7531219343377036967</id><published>2009-08-22T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:20:47.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents love by tan mei yi</title><content type='html'>By meiyi. PARENT"S LOVE&lt;br /&gt;           Parents are the one who bring us to this beautiful world. They will never blame  us if they face&lt;br /&gt;any problem.They will not complain about our immature actions such as broking their precious glasses and others.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, they try their best to provide a suitable circumstance for us.Every parent loves their children and treat&lt;br /&gt;them as a precious stone.What their children want, they will find all the way to get the thing for their dear.&lt;br /&gt;           One of the example is my friend,Helen, she told me that her mom was shopping  almost one day just &lt;br /&gt;to buy her favourite chocolate cake for her birthday.At first ,she was wondering why her mom not back home even&lt;br /&gt;though today is her birthday.Suddenly. the house light was shut off and her dad and mum came to her side and song the &lt;br /&gt;birthday song with the cake they took.Helen was so touching until tears screamed down her chubby cheek.&lt;br /&gt;           This story proves that parents are the angels for her children.They bring hope and luckiness to her &lt;br /&gt;child.Another example is about a single mother. She lost her husband 5 years ago because of an car accident.&lt;br /&gt;After her husband death, she had to turn into a strong personality so that she could support her family.&lt;br /&gt;Her 5 children became the burden for her.However ,she never felt regretful to take care of her children.Of course,&lt;br /&gt;if she wanted,she could left this family and her children in order to find another man that could give him the &lt;br /&gt;happiness of a perfect family.However ,she didn't do like that.She insisted to support this family no matter it &lt;br /&gt;will make her tiring every day.&lt;br /&gt;         As a conclusion, we must appreciate that we have a perfect family.Don't feel shame if your mother always &lt;br /&gt;murmuring about you in front of your friends.Try to share your breakfast time with your family .Try to tolerate and&lt;br /&gt;understand your mom and dad. As we know, Life is short and we have no take two to replace our mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        05.07.2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-7531219343377036967?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/7531219343377036967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/parents-love-by-tan-mei-yi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7531219343377036967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7531219343377036967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/parents-love-by-tan-mei-yi.html' title='Parents love by tan mei yi'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-4791268356762030100</id><published>2009-08-17T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:33:34.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SolqEkWRNjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/K-z1ByA_3UM/s1600-h/Skinfood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SolqEkWRNjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/K-z1ByA_3UM/s400/Skinfood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370940657325127218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Last few weeks,my brother had brought me to shop at Jusco,Ipoh.Again it became the usual spot for both of us to grab something goods back to home.I came across a skin cares products selling shop named The Skin Food which was located near the washrooms and was between The Face Shop and saloon.At first,I was infatuated by the lovely decoratings inside the shop,the lightings,the adorable display counters and also the fashionable looking young pretty workers.All of these attracted me very much,so I began to move my steps inch by inch towards the money consuming shop.I knew it,I was sure to be spending a lots of money again,but that is me.I just could not conquer the infatuations,I finally surrendered and started to fall for it.&lt;br /&gt;              I was served by a kind,approachable sale worker."What can I help you,sir?"the lady questioned me in soft tone with both her hands putting sides politely.&lt;br /&gt;             At first,I was startled by her voice,and then I began a short conversation with her to ask her some informations on the skin cares' knowledge and my needs."I am searching for mild,skin repairing and soothing cleansing foam.I possess oily face and having acne problems,quite headache after all."I told her all that profusely in order to show my good behaviour as a customer.Then,she pointed me to some samples of testers on the display counters for me to have a try on it.I found that all the products there were originally from Korea,these could be seen from the label behind the products,all written in Korean's language which I could not ever undestand.&lt;br /&gt;             The cleansing foams,skin lotions,skin masks and other complementary products were all contained fruits,vegetables or grains elements which enchaned the quality of it inside and they gave me a very luring sweet scent when i opened the testers products.Eventually,I bought two,one was the parsley and mandarin mild face washing foam and the other one was the aloe vera face washing foam.Both of it had their own special characteristics and functions.But,cost me around RM70++.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-4791268356762030100?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/4791268356762030100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-few-weeksmy-brother-had-brought-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/4791268356762030100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/4791268356762030100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-few-weeksmy-brother-had-brought-me.html' title=''/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SolqEkWRNjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/K-z1ByA_3UM/s72-c/Skinfood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-1194299755744006147</id><published>2009-08-15T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:23:44.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy "Absent" Day by chee heng</title><content type='html'>Today, I and Wai Ying are coming to school only. My friends already told us that they were absent today.Beside that, they told us that they were lazy and tired for came to school today. Every morning of saturday, there is a tuition class, especially for chemistry subject in the tuition center from Tapah. My friend had informed tuition's teacher so that the class is being cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;  After assembly, I am going to biology laboratory.I thinks that there is not any student of 6RB will present in the class. Don't count your chick before they hatched,&lt;br /&gt;there is two Malay's students present in the class.&lt;br /&gt;  Today, I had learnt Data description and Trigonometric's chapter which teached by Puan Saw only. Mr. Sim is disappointed because many student do not present. Furthermore, three teachers who just come to my "class" only are Puan Saw, Mr.Sim and Cik Salwana. &lt;br /&gt;  I feels that I am abondoned by my friends today.After school, they will wave their hands and said Bye-bye to me, but today there is not any sounds and actions except Wai Ying.&lt;br /&gt;  Although all of my friend do not come to school, I still hope them always good in healthy and no more lethargic. So, Happy "Absent" Day to everyone !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-1194299755744006147?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/1194299755744006147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-absent-day-by-chee-heng.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/1194299755744006147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/1194299755744006147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-absent-day-by-chee-heng.html' title='Happy &quot;Absent&quot; Day by chee heng'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-4612276787967385092</id><published>2009-08-14T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:59:49.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I 'm coming from sauwai</title><content type='html'>How about all of you? I feel very happy as I can enter the 6RU blog. I think all of you will excite because I post something here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-4612276787967385092?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/4612276787967385092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-m-coming-from-sauwai.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/4612276787967385092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/4612276787967385092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-m-coming-from-sauwai.html' title='I &apos;m coming from sauwai'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-7723370687159148160</id><published>2009-08-05T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:57:43.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocabulary for describing people             ,by chee kong</title><content type='html'>WORDS TO DESCRIBE PERSONALITY AND CHARACTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive traits  :&lt;br /&gt;affectionate&lt;br /&gt;altruistic&lt;br /&gt;compassionate&lt;br /&gt;hospitable&lt;br /&gt;extrovert&lt;br /&gt;chic&lt;br /&gt;prominent&lt;br /&gt;robust&lt;br /&gt;witty&lt;br /&gt;industrious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative traits   :&lt;br /&gt;calculating&lt;br /&gt;corrupted&lt;br /&gt;grumpy&lt;br /&gt;vain&lt;br /&gt;moody&lt;br /&gt;introvert&lt;br /&gt;impudent&lt;br /&gt;reckless&lt;br /&gt;unscrupulous&lt;br /&gt;unapproachable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-7723370687159148160?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/7723370687159148160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/vocabulary-for-describing-people-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7723370687159148160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7723370687159148160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/vocabulary-for-describing-people-by.html' title='Vocabulary for describing people             ,by chee kong'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-8388257661144290584</id><published>2009-08-04T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T15:41:06.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@ Spot Check @ by Chee Heng</title><content type='html'>Today, every prefect need to go to meeting room for meeting after discipline teacher called. After that, prefects are all together with discipline teacher go to every classes for spot check.&lt;br /&gt;    In my class, some of my classmates start being panic. Spot checks are frightened by the students who break the school's rules. After five minutes, discipline teacher leads all of prefect go to my class. The teacher has a pair of scissors on his hand. My friends who sit beside and behind me afraid discipline teacher as they have long and spike hair. They quickly tidy up their hair nicely and looked smart.&lt;br /&gt;    At the same time, other prefects carry out spot check. Some of prefects check out bags, some prefects check out the finger nails of my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;    I always follow the school's rules so I am not afraid with the spot check activities. After prefect spot check, some of my classmates feel luckily as they have not being punished for detention.&lt;br /&gt;    School's rules train us become more responsible, discipline and tidy. Therefore, as we do not break the school's rules as long as we do not afraid with spot check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, my friends please do not break the school's rules!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-8388257661144290584?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/8388257661144290584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/spot-check-by-chee-heng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8388257661144290584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8388257661144290584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/spot-check-by-chee-heng.html' title='@ Spot Check @ by Chee Heng'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-3973126941292163175</id><published>2009-08-03T19:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:02:57.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me and my angels- ELS Cameron Highlands Trip July 2009'/><title type='text'>Vocabulary-demeanour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SnbE9oowR-I/AAAAAAAAACA/lAHM61-nkBQ/s1600-h/SANY0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SnbE9oowR-I/AAAAAAAAACA/lAHM61-nkBQ/s320/SANY0027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365692569217943522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am often amazed by my children's endearing demeanour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;endearing&lt;/strong&gt;= causing people to feel affection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;demeanour&lt;/strong&gt;= the way that somebody acts or behaves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-3973126941292163175?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/3973126941292163175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/vocabulary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/3973126941292163175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/3973126941292163175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/08/vocabulary.html' title='Vocabulary-demeanour'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SnbE9oowR-I/AAAAAAAAACA/lAHM61-nkBQ/s72-c/SANY0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-8090936194684579768</id><published>2009-07-30T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:09:21.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1( by kala dewi manoguran)</title><content type='html'>The new disease at our country is H1N1 (influenza A) that make our peoples at Malaysia and ME scare after i hear 4 people died suddenly.The meaning of this kind of disease is a respiratory disease of pigs caused by type A strains of the influenza virus. It regularly causes high flu outbreaks in pigs but with low death rates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H1N1 spread by human to human but not by infect humans though they do occur through close proximity or contact with infected pigs or contaminated areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The viruses have many symptoms to indetify H1N1 and the symptoms are similar to those of regular flu fever,lethargy, runny nose,cough,sore throat and some cases show vomiting and diarrhea.Possibly the symptom show up to seven days following the onset of the illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can protect or control this viruses from become more danger by attact human by covering your nose and mouth with a disposable tissue or handkerchief when you cough or sneeze and throw the tissue in the waste basket after you use it.Secondly wash your hands often with soap and water, especially after you cough or sneeze with alcohol-based hand cleaners are also helpful. Then try to avoid close contact with sick people and if you get sick with influenza, stay at home and limit contact with others to keep from infecting them,also avoid touching your eyes,nose ad mouth.Finally we should to consult nearest healthcare facility if think have any of the symptoms&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.(So be careful with H1N1 virus,before u be the next PERSON,prevention better then cures)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-8090936194684579768?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/8090936194684579768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/h1n1kala-dewi-manoguran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8090936194684579768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8090936194684579768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/h1n1kala-dewi-manoguran.html' title='H1N1( by kala dewi manoguran)'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-4811119448115910841</id><published>2009-07-29T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:38:13.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocabulary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/Sm8pMDyFZZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/U1VIDAMFtlE/s1600-h/decou6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363550968372094354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/Sm8pMDyFZZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/U1VIDAMFtlE/s320/decou6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decoupage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decoupage (or découpage) is the &lt;a title="Art" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Art"&gt;art&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a title="Decoration" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Decoration"&gt;decorating&lt;/a&gt; an object by &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Glue" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glue"&gt;gluing&lt;/a&gt; colored &lt;a title="Paper" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paper"&gt;paper&lt;/a&gt; cutouts onto it in combination with special &lt;a title="Paint" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paint"&gt;paint&lt;/a&gt; effects, &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Gold leaf" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gold_leaf"&gt;gold leaf&lt;/a&gt;, etc. Commonly an object like a small box or an item of furniture is covered by cutouts from magazines or from purpose-manufactured papers. Each layer is sealed with &lt;a title="Varnish" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Varnish"&gt;varnishes&lt;/a&gt; (often multiple coats) until the "stuck on" appearance disappears and the result looks like &lt;a title="Painting" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Painting"&gt;painting&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a title="Inlay" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inlay"&gt;inlay&lt;/a&gt; work. The traditional technique used 30-40 layers of varnish which were then sanded to a polished finish. This was known in 18th century &lt;a title="England" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/England"&gt;England&lt;/a&gt; as &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="The Art of Japanning" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Art_of_Japanning"&gt;The Art of Japanning&lt;/a&gt; after its presumed origins. (wikipidea)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3277092978368859115-4811119448115910841?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/4811119448115910841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/vocabulary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/4811119448115910841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/4811119448115910841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/vocabulary.html' title='Vocabulary'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/Sm8pMDyFZZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/U1VIDAMFtlE/s72-c/decou6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-7257414978364720016</id><published>2009-07-28T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:37:38.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idioms</title><content type='html'>Other than sharing our stories in this blog, I would like to share with you all some idioms which I found in my old book.We can use it in our MUET.Just take note on some of this folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A wild goose chase&lt;/span&gt;   :   a foolish undertaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Call a spade a spade&lt;/span&gt;   :   to speak plainly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Fit like a glove&lt;/span&gt;   :   to be perfect fit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Lay it on thick&lt;/span&gt;   :   to exaggerate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Make allowance for&lt;/span&gt;   :   to excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pour oil on troubled  water &lt;/span&gt;  :    to make peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Make one's blood boil&lt;/span&gt;   :   to make one angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hit the nail on the head&lt;/span&gt;   :   to be absolutely right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Come a cropper&lt;/span&gt;   :   to fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Cut someone dead&lt;/span&gt;   :   to ignore someone well known to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sacred_roseS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-7257414978364720016?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/7257414978364720016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/idioms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7257414978364720016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7257414978364720016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/idioms.html' title='Idioms'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-7297423567473787277</id><published>2009-07-28T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:55:41.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/Sm71Pe9LKCI/AAAAAAAAABw/HLTwfLJPVuw/s1600-h/020720092702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/Sm71Pe9LKCI/AAAAAAAAABw/HLTwfLJPVuw/s320/020720092702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363493852601329698" 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/3277092978368859115-7297423567473787277?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/7297423567473787277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7297423567473787277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/7297423567473787277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/Sm71Pe9LKCI/AAAAAAAAABw/HLTwfLJPVuw/s72-c/020720092702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-8377132181366101288</id><published>2009-07-28T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:37:44.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The nation of the Ballateans</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;By Gordon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The nation of the Ballateans(tho continue of my last journal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bellateans learned early on that the fastest way to develop technology and profit is for their people to be happy. A happy person is a productive person. This is why they have freedom of expression and individualism. They have long understood that freedom drives minds to think better, rather than oppression. This is why Bellato citizens enjoy many freedoms and liberties.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;However, most, if not all of the dominant Bellateans are members of Houses. Houses are congregations of individuals who share the same blood (family ties being taken very seriously by Bellateans) and/or interests (wealth and power being taken much more seriously by Bellateans).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Success breeds success, and while Bellateans promote individual achievement, over the years, the same families harvest most of the wealth and power. Influential Bellateans then lend money, offer services or help to lesser ones, for the conduct of their business or other matters, and strong ties develop between the two sides. Soon enough, it is a vast network of interests that emerges. A House. Several networks can intertwine, of course, but the core of every one of them is a powerful and identifiable family that will do its best to keep the relatives, allies, and clients in line with the House’s interests.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="The_Union" id="The_Union"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-8377132181366101288?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/8377132181366101288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/nation-of-ballateans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8377132181366101288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8377132181366101288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/nation-of-ballateans.html' title='The nation of the Ballateans'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-6279645628473684449</id><published>2009-07-27T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:27:04.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts That Everyone Should Know; By Mogane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've received an email from my friend few days ago about some unbelievable facts and it seems to be quite interesting to read.Not only that,it also improve our general knowledge.. So,hope you guys enjoy reading it too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'RHYTHM'&lt;/span&gt; is the longest English word without a vowel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ A cockroach can live several weeks with its head cut off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ It is impossible to sneeze with your eyes open..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Dolphin sleep with one eye open..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ It is against law to burp or sneeze in a church in Nebraska,USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ In 1936,a pig in France was executed by public hanging for the murder of a child..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'GO'&lt;/span&gt; is the shortest complete sentence in the English language..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ No piece of paper can be folded in half more than 7 times!! (should try it!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ You can't kill yourself by holding &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; breath..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; 'Almost'&lt;/span&gt; is the longest English word with all the letters are in the alphabetical order..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-6279645628473684449?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/6279645628473684449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/facts-that-everyone-should-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/6279645628473684449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/6279645628473684449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/facts-that-everyone-should-know.html' title='Facts That Everyone Should Know; By Mogane'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-4022078243317944658</id><published>2009-07-22T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:31:40.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Become A Better Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Stop acting selfishly. Try to put yourself in your friend’s shoes for a change.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Start conversations by asking after your friend and listen to what he/she has to say.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Offer him/her plenty of advice and encouragement in what he/she is doing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Don’t dump plans with a friend when a ‘better’ opportunity comes up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Call him/her to see how he/she is. Make the first move. Do your friend a favour or offer to help with a project. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Be thoughtful, suggest things you can do together and never forget his/her birthday.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Above all. Nurture your friendship as you would a romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today in MUET class Miss Wardiah asked us to describe ourselves through our name. Here's some example from my classmates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoo &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ai Ying =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;an Mei Yi  = &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;rustworthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;h Swee Shin  = &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ptimistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ee Sau Wai =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hong Jia Xin = &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; C&lt;/span&gt;aring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ong Chee Kong = &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;umorous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;how Chee Lim =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;urious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ong Lee Hong =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;aw Chee Heng  = &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;iable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ong Siew Fong =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ishful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hong Wai Kian =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;onfident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;an Sin Vea =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;olerant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;oganekumari =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;otivated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;ala Dewi =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;ind&lt;br /&gt;Wah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;iza =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;hinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;ordon &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;oo &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hien &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;hang =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;reat &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;uperior &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hampion&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; P&lt;/span&gt;aladin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;uhd &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;ulfi &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;zfar =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;agical &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;ealously &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;dventerous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;zam =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;rtistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ohd &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;mir =  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;dvisor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Sacred_roseS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-4022078243317944658?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/4022078243317944658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-become-better-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/4022078243317944658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/4022078243317944658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-become-better-friend.html' title='How To Become A Better Friend'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-50816637766378487</id><published>2009-07-19T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:37:51.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in Jusco,Ipoh  by Chee Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday                                                Sunny day                                                               17/07/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SmL3AkPUHEI/AAAAAAAAABI/z6CPJ3gnBJw/s1600-h/ha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SmL3AkPUHEI/AAAAAAAAABI/z6CPJ3gnBJw/s320/ha.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360118095624281154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           I spent my whole daytime doing window shopping at Jusco,Ipoh with my elder sister and younger brother.As usual,the shopping mall still flooded with a lots of people as we could see that there was hard to find for vacancy of car parking slot.It was truly a headache time to search for empty spaces for car parking slot eventough few storeys of buildings were to built for that kind of service.Yet,during the school days shopping mall still crowded,this made no different to shop even in holidays.After having a harsh competition of grabbing the car parking slot with the other competitors,we finally managed to get inside the buliding to enjoy refreshning cold air flow and straight dashed to washroom to have a pee.&lt;br /&gt;                           We first bought tickets for the movie - Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince,all round up to RM29.Then,we had a walk around there for hours of time before entering the cinema at 5.10p.m.We wiltzed here and there,lots of goods were having great discount at that time.But,we just bought a packet of baby's wipes for RM4.40,quite ashamed after all.Seeing others had fews huge bags of goods in both their hands,jealousy getting to grow in our hearts.I discovered a very eye sore view that was quite a number of students played truant there with their uniform dressed,what would they be in their future?&lt;br /&gt;                           At 5.10p.m sharp we entered the cinema with a huge basket of hot popcorns which lure me to bite on it.We fumbled with our mobile phones' light in that dim situation to look for our audience seat.The extremely cold condition made me shivered from the head to toes,but all this was cured by the crunchy,hot and nice aroma of popcorns.Out of my expectation,there were quite many seats left empty as not many of us watched it.&lt;br /&gt;                          The movie ended when the Professor Dumbledore killed by Professor Snape by his invincible magic skills.The poor Professor Dumbledore was then fell from the high buliding and met his death.Only then,H.Potter attempted to go against the evil force but he failed to do so,as he was knocked down by Snape who claimed himself the Half Blood Prince.H.Potter returned back to the sombre looking school,Hermoine read the small piece of letter inside the old necklace,with hope again H.Potter swore to find out the other Hocrux in order to stop the evil Dark Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3277092978368859115-50816637766378487?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/50816637766378487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-in-juscoipoh-by-chee-kong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/50816637766378487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/50816637766378487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-in-juscoipoh-by-chee-kong.html' title='A day in Jusco,Ipoh  by Chee Kong'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SmL3AkPUHEI/AAAAAAAAABI/z6CPJ3gnBJw/s72-c/ha.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-838268768474549911</id><published>2009-07-19T12:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:05:55.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just 4 laugh :p</title><content type='html'>One day, 2 detectives were walking along a building after investigating a case near the area.Suddenly one of the detective stop and say, "I smell something fishy around here".Curiously, the other detective went to check around the building.After a few minutes, the detective went back to his partner."Well...found anything?" the partner ask.With a frustrating look he said, "Of course it smell fishy here...its the fish market!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sacred_roseS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-838268768474549911?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/838268768474549911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-4-laugh-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/838268768474549911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/838268768474549911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-4-laugh-p.html' title='Just 4 laugh :p'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-3561517944943040303</id><published>2009-07-17T13:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T17:02:35.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unfair World, written by Oh Swee Shin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Argument 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    Why this world cannot be fair? Why every real fact need to be distorted and twisted? I hate those people who like to twist the fact for his or her benefit. Are you think this is a best way for you to get benefit by using foul tactics? Are you will be happy if you threatened your friends, relatives or people who trust you like that? Are you willing to hurt them? Because of this, the people in this new century had became foul, selfish, don't know how to appreciate and cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When I grumble this to my friends, they always say " The world is like that, you need to accept it although you don't like." Some of them may say like that " Don't think too much!". I don't know why everybody like to shirk this topic. Am I a alien? I keep asking this question but no one can give me a good answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Argument 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    Are you agree this proverbs " Good heartedness is sure to be rewarded"? I think maybe not. I had read an article from a forum, it was about a 15 year-old-girl's story. She is from a single-parent family. Her mother passed away when she was four. She does not have any siblings, so she live with her father. Her father works early in the morning and return late at night to earn more money and give the best for her. She always helps her friends when they are in trouble. Every weekend, she will go to the orphanage to teach the orphan and play with them. She always deem the orphans are her siblings. Unfortunately, a kind person like her had been confirmed suffering hepatopathy(cancer of liver). Why a caring girl should suffer all these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Can this world be kind, caring and just?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-3561517944943040303?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/3561517944943040303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/unfair-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/3561517944943040303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/3561517944943040303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/unfair-world.html' title='An Unfair World, written by Oh Swee Shin'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-8965142905172319347</id><published>2009-07-12T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:47:27.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello everyone! (Zulfi aka Sacred_roseS)</title><content type='html'>Hello there...&lt;br /&gt;I think this is my first journal 4 dis blog...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much 2 say exactly...&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm at home now with my just formatted pc...&lt;br /&gt;My pc was attacked by some kind of virus until I cannot open my internet browser...&lt;br /&gt;So I send it to a computer shop at Yik Fong, Ipoh and I just recovered the pc today...&lt;br /&gt;The bad part is I need to find a windows XP software soon coz the one on my pc is the trial one...&lt;br /&gt;It's going to expire in 30 days...&lt;br /&gt;If someone has the software please lend it to me ok coz the original one gonna cost me around  RM 320...&lt;br /&gt;I cannot install window vista on my pc coz my pc cannot support it...&lt;br /&gt;Well I think thats it 4 now...&lt;br /&gt;I'll try posting new journals later coz its going late now...&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Gud nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-8965142905172319347?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/8965142905172319347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8965142905172319347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8965142905172319347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-everyone.html' title='Hello everyone! (Zulfi aka Sacred_roseS)'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-5349779224650485738</id><published>2009-07-02T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:07:36.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Form 6's Life -  Written by Oh Swee Shin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Form 6 is a lethargy and challenging life. Before I came to SMK Buyong Adil, my senior told me that form 6 is not at our fingertips, it is not easy as we are expect. Saying that practice makes perfect, my senior told me that the most effective technique to get flying colours in STPM is doing a lot of practice and revision. So, we should be hardworking and alert in this one and a half year. My cousins told me the same things and gave me the same advice, providence does not let down a man who does his best. However, I still feel anxious and worry about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    I feel that 24 hours are not enough for me. I always burn the midnight oil to do my work and my revision. Early morning needs go and rush to the bus station. My life is unstable now, I feel tired because only sleep for a few hours per day. When this will stop? I prefer stay at the national service camp and no need to worry about my study. In camp, just play, eat and sleep. Although I felt lethargic, I enjoyed it very much. Now, I'm not only tired on physical but mental too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Furthermore, the food in the canteen SMK Buyong Adil is not delicious at all and expensive too. Despite the food in the national service is not delicious, but it is more delicious if compare with the school's food. Maybe malay food is not my appetite. Everyday, I need to bring two sets of food, one is for the recess time and one for the lunch time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    I think I should adapt myself in this school. &lt;/span&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/3277092978368859115-5349779224650485738?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/5349779224650485738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/form-6s-life-written-by-oh-swee-shin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/5349779224650485738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/5349779224650485738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/form-6s-life-written-by-oh-swee-shin.html' title='Form 6&apos;s Life -  Written by Oh Swee Shin'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-8454452066704553225</id><published>2009-07-02T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T11:23:53.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My School By Law Chee Heng</title><content type='html'>My school is SMK Buyong Adil, Tapah. I study in this school when I got an offered letter from minister of educational after SPM exam's result displayed.&lt;br /&gt;    My school's location is at Tapah. I goes to school by bus. It takes 40 minutes to school from my house. My school is wider than my school before. SMK Buyong Adil have a big and wide field, guy's dorm and girl's dorm, large amount of classroom, laboratory, faculty room, canteen, a student store, a wide school's hall, library and so on.&lt;br /&gt;    I like this school because it is wide like walk in maze. I can not find the school's toilet on somewhere in this school for the first time I came to this school. My friend and I ask location of toilet from other students and teachers. It is very interesting just like explore the campus.&lt;br /&gt;    Besides that, this school carry out many school's activity about cocurriculum that I never knew before. It is very exciting and fun because I can learn more school's activities about cocurriculum in this school.&lt;br /&gt;    The teachers in this school are nice and well in temper. They teaches seriously and share their experience of school's life with students. My new friends are very kind and honest. They always help me when I have problems.&lt;br /&gt;    I am proud to be a student of this school because it have many facility for education such as library and nice teachers and kind friends. Because of that, I can study in this school happily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277092978368859115-8454452066704553225?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/8454452066704553225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-school-by-law-chee-heng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8454452066704553225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8454452066704553225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-school-by-law-chee-heng.html' title='My School By Law Chee Heng'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277092978368859115.post-8256274211296087985</id><published>2009-07-02T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T11:32:12.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A calamity - Rain                           By, chee kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                         I was driving on the road under the coach of Uncle Ah Yik who was sitting beside me.It was already six o'clock and dark clouds of grotesque shapes were soon covered the sky.Soon,the wind started to howl with greater force and trees along the road were slamming their branches against each other.At this moment,I could notice that dry leaves were blew off and fluttering in the sky with high speed.The merciless wind kept blowing vigorously until trashes that usually hid behind the bushes came out and rolled here and there on the road.&lt;br /&gt;                       Then,lightning cracked across the sky and a peal of thunder boomed in distance.Finally,it started raining cats and dogs.First in big,heavy drops,then in pouring sheets.I began to shudder in fear as I could not see clearly through the windscreen of the car and had to slow down the speed.Immediately,Uncle Ah Yik asked me to drive back to town and the car learning session had to be called off.Along the way,I could see some trees trunks trembled down and some notice boards were blew away too.I could not imagine how strong the wind blew,this made me went weak at my knees.&lt;br /&gt;                                          After that,we reached the town safely and get off from the car,straightly dashed into the corridor to have shelter.Suddenly,we were alarmed by a deafning cracking sound.I saw there were pieces of tiles that flew off from the roof and hit the car that I droved just now.Luckily,the tiles did not hit on the windsreen and there was just a small bent on its body.Then,Uncle Ah Yik droved away the car and I just could wait there until the heavy downpour to stop.&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/3277092978368859115-8256274211296087985?l=muet6ru09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/feeds/8256274211296087985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/calamity-rain-by-chee-kong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8256274211296087985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277092978368859115/posts/default/8256274211296087985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muet6ru09.blogspot.com/2009/07/calamity-rain-by-chee-kong.html' title='A calamity - Rain                           By, chee kong'/><author><name>6RU 09</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06924813019443638755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__L5ov0_tDbU/SkwinVka3fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQLzaZbgbIU/S220/Image039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
