Presents for Li Yen(Husband) And Ai Leen(Mother)..

I just took some pictures of the presents that I am going to give them to Li Yen and Ai Leen..



Presents for Li Yen..



Presents for Ai Leen..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO LI YEN AND AI LEEN..!!

So "Lucky"..

遊戲規則：
1、被點名的人在我空間將這篇文章轉載到自己空間中，然後在編輯，刪去我的答案，要在自己的Q空間裡寫下自己的答案，然後傳給其他人，列出個需要回答問題的人的名字，通知對方被點名了，被點名者不得拒絕回答問題，完成遊戲的人將會永遠得到大家的祝福。

2 、這個人要在自己的Q空間裡註明是從哪裡接到問題的，並且再想一個題目傳給其他個人，讓幸福的遊戲繼續下去。

3 、不能回傳，否則犯規！

4 、被點到名字的人將得到大家的祝福，並且所有的美麗願望都會在不久後實現。

5、請點10個老朋友,不准不點，點完後請通知那10個老朋友他們被點！

被点者:
1.Chia Ling
2.Ai Leen
3.Li Yen
4.Shu Yen
5.Rui Xin
6.Angeline
7.Evelyn
8.Lance Tan
9.John Tan
10.Wei Jian

PART ONE
Q01、你的大名？Alicia
Q02、你認為什麼才算是真正幸福？被爱吧..
Q03、你們覺得友情重要還是愛情重要，為什麼？友情..因为出外靠朋友..
Q04、你相信天長地久嗎？相信
Q06、你現在過得快樂麼? 不..觉得有压力
Q07、如果有秘密，你真的會做到坦白的告訴對方嗎？看情况..
Q08、喜歡小Baby嗎？喜欢..
Q09、覺得友情是永遠的麼？对..
Q10、希望自己多大結婚？呃..有男生要我再讲..哈哈
Q11、你會為他做自己從來不會做的事情？看对方是谁..
Q12、你覺得女生捲髮好還是直發好？捲发
Q13、最想去哪裡旅遊? 伦敦..
Q14、一輩子都不會忘記的事？在小学的日子..
Q15、如果愛一個人，是不是要拼命挽回TA？应该要吧..
Q16、看到天空你想起的第一個人是誰？我自己..XD
Q17、你會愛TA一輩子麼？会..
Q18、喜歡你的人和你喜歡的人，你會選哪個？两个都不选,只选爱我的人..
Q19、你會以何種方式表現你對他（她）的愛？呃..拥抱他吧..
Q20、如果看到自己最愛的人在你面前你會做什麼？抱著他？看情况
Q21、如果你想痛扁一個人，你希望那個人是？LSL..
Q22、你會後悔過自己的決定嗎？不会
Q23、現在最迷什麼？呃..练琴吧..
Q24、你是好孩子嗎？不是啦..
Q25、覺得愛情和麵包哪個重要？呃..面包?
Q26、如果你失戀了你怎麼樣? 找朋友陪我吧..
Q27、如果你的BF（GF）經常不回家的話，你會怎樣？我都没有跟他一起住..

PART TWO
01、是誰傳給你這份問卷的？巧雯..
02、你們認識多久呢？有2年的时间了..
03、TA對你來說重要嗎？很重要
04、你與TA的關係是？好友..
05、請問TA的興趣是？自拍..XD
06、你覺得TA的個性如何？幽默风趣..
07、TA在你心目中是幾？好友是不分名次的..
08、睡覺前第一件事？開風扇？喝水？当然是闭上眼睛啦..
09、你的偶像？Jay Chou
10、你喜歡的季節？秋天,我喜欢落叶
11、你打工麼？没打工
12、打工次數？0
13、你想去的國家？伦敦..
14、你討厭什麼樣的個性？喜欢说别人的坏话..
15、你會抽煙麼？不抽
16、你會喝酒麼？shandy而已..
17、会常常哭吗？小时候..现在不哭了..
18、你常笑麼？很少..
19、你喜歡去哪玩？呃..Aunty Regina的家吧..
20、去玩時喜歡自己一個人去麼？不喜欢
21、是假日時你都睡到幾點？8点到9点..
22、今天的天氣是？雨天
23、朋友和情人你會選？朋友
24、機會和命運你會選擇？机会
25、你很自戀麼？还蛮自恋的..
26、這問卷多不多？很多！！
27、要怎樣才能讓自己好過一點？不要整天讨厌人..
28、生日想得到什麼禮物？其实都可以啦..只要有心意就行了..
29、喜歡吃冰麼？还好啦
30、現在幸福嗎？幸福
31、最在乎的哪幾個朋友？家菱,巧雯,紫馨,莉燕,诗媛,京辉,爱玲,怡晴..
32、房間裡最重要的東西是什麼？床咯..
33、最常夢到什麼？喜欢的人..
34、精神出軌要不要原諒他?不知道
35、你認為人生的意義是什麼? 活得痛快..
36、聽什麼歌一定會流淚？You Raise Me Up..
37、如果沒有朋友你會怎麼做? 不知道..
38、如果我不見了你會怎樣? 着急
39、地上有一張100和50的鈔票？两张都拾..XD
40、現在時間？6.25pm
41、目前最喜歡聽的一首歌？Because I'm Stupid..
42、目前最想說的一句話？我喜欢你..!!
43、目前的煩惱是什麼？读书的烦恼..
44、今天中午吃什麼？板面..
45、賤的程度分幾級？很高
46、做壞事了怎麼辦？心虚咯..
47、什麼時候才會有工作？读完大学吧..
48、什麼時候才會打到驚魂書？什么东西？
49、客戶呀你在哪裡？这个又是什么？
50、開心的笑是不是很難？不是
51、我們一起開心的走下去，好不好？你在说谁哦？
52、有沒有崩潰的感覺.？没有
53、你們知道最遠的距離是什麽嗎？我在你面前却不知道我爱你

PART THREE
54、我的BGM好听么？不错..
55、你的皮包里有什么说说吧？钱
56、你生命中最重要的人是？家人
57、啥东西是你喜欢吃的呀？榴莲!!
58、现在有喜欢的人吗？有
59、你還喜歡他(她)嗎? 喜欢..
60、你觉得我坏吗？不坏..
61、你喜欢孤独吗？不喜欢

The registration of Ko-kurikulum and my piano results..

Today is the day for the registration of ko-kurikulum..
Everything was very slow moving..
I HATE IT!
The first place I went to was Persatuan Bahasa Cina..
most of my friends also joined..
and the counter was very crowded..
The second place I went was PBSM..
The line was so damn long..
Qiao Wen, Zi Xin and I were so impatient..
So, we walked to the front without queuing up..XD..
That was fast man..
Then, I saw Jinng-Hui and Ivan..
Jinng-Hui looked so boring..
He was helping out in collecting money and giving out coupons..
K..Next..
I went to Catur's counter..
Woah..it's so many people..
Well..I found Iee Rou..
So, I stood behind her and pretending that nothing had been happened..XD..
When came to my turn, the pengawas told me that there was no vacancy..
(Har?!)
I requested again and again to be enrolled into chess club..
and finally..
My request had been granted by the taecher in-charge..^^

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I got merit for my piano exam..!!
Haih..
Already used to it lah..
Every year also same results..
BUT..
The only thing is..
none of my teacher's student get distintion for the exam..
"Once in the a blue moon"

The next thing is..
My teacher gave me a new score..
And the name is "Eine Kleine Nachtmusik"..
Woah..tough..
he said, I'm going to play this song for the competition next year..
WHAT?!
I got no choice..T^T..

6.1.10 开学的第三天..

Haih,Pn.Indra这两天都用了第一节和第二节来收杂费..
换句话说,我们都没上前两节课..
假如在这样下去,我想以后的课一定会很赶吧,那时就不好了..

今天上课的心情还算不错的,但是有一点累,因为前一个晚上很迟才睡..
先说Moral吧..
教我们Moral的是Cik Chai..
她叫我们先用几分钟去看第一课..
坐在后面的男生好像当她是隐形的..
他们是Jinng-Hui,Chen Wei还有Wai Jyh..
他们的话好像永远都说不完..嘴巴总是停不下来的..
老师以为他们没有读,就叫Jinng-Hui解释内容..
哈哈,他也解释得不错嘛..XD
最后,他还说了一句话..
"So, teacher, did I read?"
哇...过分到啦..他很欠揍咧!!
老师当然是无语啦,然后就继续上课了..
她所吩咐的功课有点无聊..
她要我们画画..=.=

我本人觉得Pn. Wong教Sivik还不错咧..不会很闷..
她问了一个问题..
"Apakah cita-cita anda?(Tak tau..) Kamu nak jadi apa?(Tak tau..) Semua nak tau you punya friend mau jadi apa kan? OK la..mula dari 2C..K..Mei Ling, kamu nak jadi apa?
哇..我还没有心理准备就问了..
后面的男生还蛮坏蛋的..他们说:"Bendahari!!"
"hahaahhahahahaah"
全部人都大笑一场..
最后我说:"Guru piano."
老师又问:"You sekarang gred apa?"
我答:" Gred 8."
等我坐下以后,Chia Ling就说:"哇,原来你已经Grade 8了啊.."
"嗯."我表面上微微笑..其实心里开心得不得了..psps..
轮到Chen Wei和Nat Looi的时候..
他们的答案竟然是..
Tak Tau lah..
(speechless..)

aiyo..又是BM节..
今天要做ringkasan..
派完后..
老师问我们谁愿意读第一段..
班上没人反应..
我想她是不知道我们这班很少人会自愿做东西的..
最后,Ivan举手了..
到了第二段,我们用了很长的时间才去第三段..因为第二段有isi..
再一次,没有人愿意回答,老师只好随便找几个人去把答案写在黑板上..
就这样,她的节就过了..

轮到Geografi节..
Pn. Indra也用英语课的时间来教Geografi..
惨了..以后她会不会也是这样呢?
我不要这样..

最后一件事情..
Pn. Yean说中间不能排三张桌子..
我顿时高兴起来..XD
我希望桌子的排法会和开学的时候一样..
因为我不要坐第一个位子..

5.1.10 开学的第二天..

今天对我来说是个不好运的一天..
我们全部人的位子都给换了..
我,非常幸运的被换到最靠近门口的第一个位子..T^T
唉..难道是命中注定?

上国语课的时候,大部分的时间我都是在用手顶住我的头..因为Pn. Yean讲课很闷..Zzz..
她讲课呢,可以扯到很远,从介绍Kertas 1 的东西,可以说到2012...=.=
好不容易在碍过这一节..

接下来,是英文课..
Pn. Indra 吩咐我们分组讨论一个题目..然后拍一个代表处来讲..
轮到我这组时,老师指明要我去讲..
我当场'硬'了..
最后,吱吱唔唔地说完了..
(搞什么鬼,怎么那么衰..T^T)

终于到了我最喜欢的数学课了..
还好不是马来人教,不然就死定了..
Mdm. Tee 讲解后,就吩咐功课给我们..
还好第一课不算难,题目还挺容易的..

最后的一节可是我最害怕的华语了..
今年是Cik Chai教3C 和3D...
两班加起来总共38人..
好像是在教小学..
老师吩咐我们阅读课文1..
然后,老师就开始叫学生解释..
到第二段时,老师叫'美玲'..
班上安静了下来,大家不是望着我就是看着Kimberly..
我和Kimberly对望了一下..然后对老师说这一班有两个'美玲'..
老师看回那一张名单,然后说是3D的宋美玲..
我顿时松了一口气..
Cik Chai也吩咐了功课给我们,要我们回答每一道题目..

Two months past...
Since November, I could hardly see your shadow in the orchestra..
Where were you..??

4.1.10 开学的第一天...

我踏进学校的第一步,我遇见的竟然是...Mr. Chew!
我的天...我可不想这么倒霉咧..
幸好,他叫的不是我,而是我前面的女生..
我以最快的速度'闪人'...

走到食堂后,我看见了巧雯还有其他朋友..
我放下书包后,就不知为何和Qian Ling斗嘴起来了..(已经惯了..)
之后,我们就一起去Lobby等Shu Yen..
Who knows..Mr. Chew又赶我们去食堂..咳..
突然,后面有人拍了我的肩膀,(o.O)..原来是Rui Xin..
我很惊讶的发现,原来Rui Xin去绑牙了..她还不停的说:"好痛!"
我也注意到,Kimberly也绑牙了..不过她的情况比Rui Xin好很多..

大约7点多,我们被通知要去礼堂集合..
我们到了礼堂,还蛮混乱的,Mr. Chee几经辛苦才把我们'安顿'好..LOL
周会开始之前,Cik Eliza要求所有在去年PMR得到8A's,7A's 和 1B 的学生到礼堂外面去排队..
周会开始.."Negaraku...."
平时星期一要做的东西都做完后,Pengetua就开始颁奖...Zzz...(颁快点啦..要睡着了..)
过后还要听Pengetua致词..=.="
30分钟过去, 一句话'闲'...

终于下课了...
Pengetua说食堂比以前大了..其实还好啦..
回到班上..
我,Chia Ling,Zi Xin和Qiao Wen的'风水位'被Heidi,Iee Rou,Chieu Shie和Pei See'抢'了..
算了,只好坐靠窗的位子..
不久,Pn. Indra进班了..
她派了4份'无聊'的东西..
每一年都要填同样的东西..=.=

接下来,是我最害怕的时刻..
要选班长,副班长,财政........
我的班长是..众望所归的Mr. Phua..!
Chia Ling原本是当副班长的..但是她不喜欢..所以我们几个提议她做Ketua Kebersihan..她的助手呢..就是Weng Yen啦!XD
非常幸运,我不需要负责任何的工作..
说真的..我很想当财政..但妈妈不给..

我有很多话很想说..但是找不到适合的对象..

Everything is over..

WOO-HOO!
My piano exam is over..
And now i can relax..For a few weeks..
'Cause school is going to reopen..
Well..What's my hope for next year..?
1)Pass my PMR with flying colours..
2)Become a librarian..
3)Pass my piano exam with distinction..
4)Perform very well in the concert..
That's all..

I really miss all my friends..
I wonder how they look like now..
Taller than me? Smarter than me? Of course..(^.^)

The last thing is..
I want to thank my best friends...
They're Li Yen and Jinng-Hui..
'Cause they remembered that I had piano exam on Monday..^^

A new boy..?!

Wow..
Long time never write anything..

Ok..
Just want to introduce a boy to you all...
Well..
His name is Jia Sheng..
A smart boy.. (I think...)
He plays violin..very well..(but SOMEONE is not very happy when I said that he is good in music and...the person is....a boy that study in my class...)

Er... want to know more about him??
Ask me in school la..

Another funny story..

Sam is a student at the Bronson Alcott - the school that is driving him crazy. In the school lunchroom he strikes back at the boring rules and regulations.

THIS SCHOOL IS DRIVING ME CRAZY!

'Can't you imagine it better?' Sam asked. 'Can't you imagine a school you'd want to go to?'

'Like, for instance?'

'Like a school,' Sam said, 'where you'd never have to do anything you didn't want to. If you didn't fell like reading, you could play ball.'

'Boring,' Benjy said.

'What do you mean, boring?'

Benjy pretended to throw up as he looked at the gooey macaroni and cheese that was the day's lunch. 'After a while,' he said, 'you'd get bored doing anything you wanted to. It'd be like summer all year long. I mean, summer's OK up to about the first week in August, but then, you know what, I start wanting somebody to tell me what to do even if I don't want to do it.'

'The trouble with you,' Sam said, 'is you haven't got much imagination.'

'What the hell does that mean?'

'It means,' Sam said, 'there's always something to do. There's never any reason to be bored. Watch.

'MY BRACE! MY BRACE!' Sam howled. 'I'VE LOST IT!'

'There's nothing wrong with your teeth,' Benjy whispered. 'You don't have a brace.' If Sam wasn't a friend of mine, Benjy was thinking, I'd figure him to be the biggest jerk in creation. And you know what? He is the biggest jerk in creation.

'REWARD! REWARD!' Sam was yelling. "I LOST MY BRACE, I LOST MY DEN-TAL APPLIANCE. IT'S IN THE MACARONI OR SOMEWHERE IN THE ICE CREAM. REWARD! REWARD!

The food line stopped. Some of the kids already at their tables looked at their trays, grimaced, and pushed them away.

Mr McEvoy, the head of the middle school, a tall, thin, balding man who prided himself on his ability to remain calm, or at least appear calm, whatever the provocation, walked briskly over to Sam. 'You really did not have to tell the whole world,' he said. 'Now, are you sure you lost your brace?'

Sam, trying not to grin, nodded affirmatively. Benjy, who had moved several steps away, was looking fixedly at the ceiling.

'Wait a minute,' Mr McEvoy said. 'You don't have a brace! I remember your mother saying that at least your teeth are prefect.' He began to make noises in his throat.

Jees, Sam thought, Mr McEvoy sounds like he's growling. He sounds like - like a dog.

'Sam!' Mr McEvoy's voice was loud, but it sounded strangled. 'This is a joke, isn't it?'

Benjy moved farther away from Sam, who kept his head down.

'Well,' said Sam, 'it just came to me, you see, Mr McEvoy.'

The head of the middle school, the growls coming faster and deeper, shut his eyes for a few seconds and then, enunciating each syllable with great care, said, 'You already have an appointment for detention with me this afternoon, Sam. It will be a long appointment. And you will have a very long composition to write on why students must not act like baboons in the school cafeteria.'

'ALL RIGHT!' Mr McEvoy tried to make his voice carry throughout the cafeteria. 'ALL RIGHT! NO BRACE, NO DENTAL APPLIANCE FELL INTO ANY OF THE FOOD. ONE SMALL BOY THOUGHT HE WAS BEING FUNNY. HE WAS NOT BEING FUN-NY. AND HE IS GOING TO BE VERY SAD. CONTINUE YOUR LUNCH!'

The kids at the tables looked suspiciously at their food trays, and some began to poke around in the macaroni. The food line started moving again, but most of the kids, judging by how little macaroni they took, didn't seem to be very hungry.

'Terrific,' Benjy said to Sam. 'Terrific. if that's what you call imagination, I'd rather have a toothache.'

'What was that all about?' asked Blake Edwards, who had been waiting in the food line. 'You crazy?' he said to Sam.

'Some days nobody's got a sense of humour,' Sam said, annoyed at Benjy and annoyed at himself.

'Now, look here.' Blake poked Sam in the chest. 'Food is nothing to fool around with. Even what they call food here. You can mess with me a whole lot of other ways, but do not mess with my food. First of all, by eleven o'clock, I am thinking about nothing but food. And second, eating time is the only time you get for yourself in this school the whole damn day. You picked the wrong place, man, to have your joke, if that's what it was.'

'Oh, go to hell - both of you!' Sam said. He stalked off.

A story that I want to share..

Here is a ghost story to make your hair stand on end and your teeth chatter..

A NIGHT AT A COTTAGE

On the evening that I am considering I passed by some ten or twenty cosy barns and sheds without finding one to my liking: for Worcestershire lanes are devious and muddy, and it was nearly dark when I found an empty cottage set back from the road in a little bedraggled garden. There had been heavy rain earlier in the day, and the straggling fruit trees still wept over it.

But the roof looked sound, there seemed no reason why it should not be fairly dry inside - as dry, at any rate, as I was likely to find anywhere.

I decided: and with a long look up the road, and a long look down the road, I drew an iron bar from the lining of my coat and forced the door, which was only held by a padlock and two staples. Inside, the darkness was damp and heavy: I stuck a match, and with its haloed light I saw the black mouth of a passage somewhere ahead of me: and then it spluttered out. So I closed the door carefully, though I had little reason to fear passers-by at such a dismal hour in so remote a lane: and lighting another match, I crept down this passage to a little room at the far end, where the air was a bit clearer, for all that the window was boarded across. Moreover, there was a little ruested stove in this room: and thinking it too dark for any to see the smoke, I ripped up part of the wainscot with my knife, and soon was boiling my tea over a bright, small fire, and drying some of the day's rain out of me steamy clothes. Presently I piled the stove with wood to its top bar, and setting my boots where they would best dry, I stretched my body out to sleep.

I cannot have slept very long, for when I woke the fire was still burning brightly. It is not easy to sleep for long together on the level boards of a floor, for the limbs grow numb, and any movement wakes. I turned over, and was about to go again to sleep when I was startled to hear steps in the passage. As i have said, the window was boarded, and there was no other door form the little room - no cupboard even - in which to hide. It occured to me rather grimly that there was nothing to do but to sit up and face the music, and that would probably mean being haled back to Worcester jail, which I had left two bare days before, and where, for various reasons. I had no anxiety to be seen again.

The stranger did not hurry himself, but presently walked slowly down the passage, attracted by the light of the fire: and when he came in the did not seem to notice me where I lay huddled in a corner, but walked straight over to the stove and warmed his hands at it. He was dripping wet; wetter than I should have thought it possible for a man to get, even on such a rainy night; and his clothes were old and worn. The water dripped form him on to the floor: he wore no hat, and the straight hair over his eyes dripped water that sizzled spitefully on the embers.

It occured to me at once that he was no lawful citizen, but another wanderer like myself; a gentleman of the Road; so I gave him some sort of greeting, and we were presently in conversation. He complained much of the cold and the wet, and huddled himself over the fire, his teeth chattering and his face an ill white.

'No,' I said, 'it is no decent weather for the Road, this. But I wonder this cottage isn't more frequented, for it's a tidy little bit of a cottage.'

Outside the pale dead sunflowers and giant weeds stirred in the rain.

' Time was,' he answered, 'there wasn't a tighter little cot in the county, nor a purtier garden, A regular little parlour, she was. But now no folk'll live in it, and there's very few tramps will stop here either.'

There were none of the rags and tins and broken food about that you find in a place where many beggars are used to stay.

'Why's that?' I asked.

He gave a very troubled sigh before answering.

'Gho-asts,' he said; 'gho-asts. Him that lived here. It is a mighty sad tale, and I'll not tell it you: but the upshot of it was that he drowned himself, down to the mill-pond. All slimy, he was, and floating, when they pulled him out of it. There are fo-aks have seen un floating on the pond, and fo-aks have seen un set round the corner of the school, waiting for his childer. Seems as if he had forgotten, like, how they were all gone dead, and the why he drowned hisself. But there are some say he walks up and down this cottage, up and down; like whenthe smallpox had 'em, they couldn't sleep but if they heard his feet going up and down by their doors. Drownded hisself down to the pond, he did; and now he Walks.'

The stranger sighed again, and i could hear the water squelch in his boots as he moved himself.

'But it doesn't do for the like of us to get superstitious,' I answered. 'it wouldn't do for us to get seeing ghosts, or many's the wet night we'd be lying in the roadway.'

'No,' he said; 'no, it wouldn't do at all. I never had belief in Walks myself.'

I laughed.

'Nor I that,' I said. 'I never see ghosts, whoever may.'

He looked at me again in his queer melancholy fashion.

'No,' he said. 'Spect you don't ever. Some folk do-an't. It's hard enough for poor fellows to have no money to their lodging, apart from gho-asts sceering them.'

'It's the coppers, not spooks, make me sleep uneasy,' said I. 'What with coppers, and meddlesome-minded fold, it isn't easy to get a night's rest nowadays.'

The water was still oozing from his clothes all about the floor, and a dank smell went up from him.

'God! man,' I cried,'can't you NEVER get fry?'

'Dry?' He made a little coughing laughter. 'Dry? I shan't never be fry...'tisnt't the likes of us that ever get dry, be it wet OR fine, winter OR summer. See that.'

He thrust his muddy hands up to the wrist in the fire, glowering over it fiercely and madly. but I caught up my tow boots and ran crying out into the night.

From A Moment of Time

by RICHARD HUGHES