<?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-723267946869383329</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:50:32.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edmund Chai</title><subtitle type='html'>Never say never! Read my Post.!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-4214728495151447855</id><published>2010-04-22T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T03:44:08.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My pledge to the environment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Earth, the only known 'green' planet in the solar system. From geographical point of view, it is made up of great mass of earth and minerals and all sorts of elements with a hot red core as the center. On top of this mass of earth are living creatures, walking, crawling , flying and stood still striving to survive. Nowadays, over half of the populations are human, walking on a busy street, eating in a cafeteria , having fun with see-saws , driving ships around the globe and all sorts of activities carried out. However, where are all the flying birds? Where are the tigers? Where are the bears? Survival for the fittest. This was the only possible answer to all the questions. We have surpassed their intelligence . We cut down trees for papers, construction , charcoal and furnitures; we clear jungles for housing estate , bungalow, skyscrapers , hypermarket and schools. We survived because we have all the efficient needs. What about the living things beside human? Have we not thought of them ? What have we done to the ecosystem? Did we destroyed the balance? All sorts of questions are bombarded . Now the question is, how should we commit ourselves to the environment?&lt;br /&gt;                 22nd April 1970 , more than twenty million Americans were not pleased with the polluted environment . demonstrations were held in America with over twenty million citizens protesting . The day had become the sign of human fighting for the earth's long lost right . So on the 22nd of April since 1970, it has been declared Earth Day. This essential moment was not concerned by many until the 1990's , Earth Day was known internationally. Time passes , it is now the 40th anniversary of Earth Day . Compared to all the countries, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;our country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; is still adolescent .  Our environmental activities are far below the expectation of many countries. There are various reasons , the citizens dared to scowled at the polluted environment but don't have the gut to present there anger. I would be asked , "Are you not one of them?" Yes, I am. Demonstration may be a way to emphasize the government on our concern about the earth's right, but it won't be long term for demonstration are not held every day in our life. What we should be doing is to show our concern by action.&lt;br /&gt;                   Take fashion for example, every season or decades, human donned on different clothing. Isn't this obvious humans are easily influenced? Why not take this opportunity to influenced others by committing ourself to the environment? We can start of our journey by doing recycle. Newspaper recycled  into another paper; aluminium  cans , glasses can be reused . All unnecessary junks can be reduced by recycling. We can first instill this habit to our family , then the process will go on as our family begins to influenced there friends, and their friends influenced their friends and family. This habit will go on and on . This may take some time but it eventually instill everyone with the habit of recycle and conserve the environment. Why not be the hero of the environment by indulged in the activity of recycle? We may not be the president of America whose job is to influence others by strong words, but we are spreading the message of conserving the environment. We are doing his job !&lt;br /&gt;                    This may sound not as convinced, but this is a great deal to help the environment. We do not need to shoot down those who polluted the environment or demonstrate under hot sizzling sun, all we have to do is to do what we are suppose to so, take care of the environment. Everyone who is standing will know the severe damage we have done to our mother nature, everyone is worried about the future, everyone is looking forward for a solution to the problem, but the answer is simple. All we need to do is to spread the passion for the environment and conserve the environment starting with yourself , eventually, everyone will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-4214728495151447855?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/4214728495151447855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=4214728495151447855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/4214728495151447855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/4214728495151447855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-pledge-to-environment.html' title='My pledge to the environment'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-2202979049108257386</id><published>2010-02-12T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T03:26:06.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine in conjuction with Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/S3U30nS1j0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/sDUlR_WXMmQ/s1600-h/2010-chinese-new-year-card-s-A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/S3U30nS1j0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/sDUlR_WXMmQ/s200/2010-chinese-new-year-card-s-A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437313502160457538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year of tiger is here. I cannot deny that I am older today. Time never wait for anyone. I am extremely excited with all the coming plans because this coming new year is different from the previous ones, because valentine's day fall on the same day as Chinese New Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-2202979049108257386?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/2202979049108257386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=2202979049108257386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/2202979049108257386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/2202979049108257386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentine-in-conjuction-with-chinese.html' title='Valentine in conjuction with Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/S3U30nS1j0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/sDUlR_WXMmQ/s72-c/2010-chinese-new-year-card-s-A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-8368929459093497782</id><published>2010-02-02T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T04:32:03.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging The Whole English Class</title><content type='html'>It has been long since we have gone to the computer lab. The yearn for it was never died out. Finally we have the chance to go there. Further more, the computers were 'updated' from what it was suppose to mean. However, no further improvement were seen in those computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The rules are, four eyes to one computer. The computers are just the right number for the whole class, divided by two of course. We came to do what was told to do, create a blog. Never have i seen any teacher instruct us to create our own personal blog. This is something our english teacher would do, a different method of teaching , that is.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;      As I said, the computers are not really in good shape. My older computer is faster than the new ones. What is wrong with these fellows. We struggled because the whole of us have no virtue of patient . I helped some of my friends to create a blog. It was fun and interesting . Despite that the difficulties in accessing internet, i was having fun finding out my friends having there own 'classified' blog.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;       Blogging has given me the chance to unveil my personal stress and feeling, before this was forced to be viewed public..... I have shared my sorrow and sadness with him, my virtual world . Expressing out the feelings of getting hurt, my sin and all my regrets made me think further into what i have done. Never have i express my sorrow to anyone but myself.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;        As Simon had said, blogging have let me opened up my bottle to let in fresh air. Blogging have given me the chance to practice my language. Language is important, we communicate with them, we express with them and so forth. Appreciate the opportunity we have had and use them to the fullest or else you will have to write a post on how you regret your unwillingness in trying new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-8368929459093497782?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/8368929459093497782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=8368929459093497782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/8368929459093497782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/8368929459093497782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2010/02/blogging-whole-english-class.html' title='Blogging The Whole English Class'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-5838419106903122748</id><published>2010-02-01T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:19:59.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big DAY! I was forced to write this post.. Haha No offence ,Teacher...</title><content type='html'>Truth speaking, blogging is quite interesting and useful. Today! I need not create an account in school since i have 1 since.. 2008! I dug out my account a few days ago. I have not been updating my blog for a long time. It's fun to re-blog my blog. Appreciate it. I was lucky to have an account , if not, I would have to struggle for a long time just to get an account in school. Sharing among computers have slowed down the process of accessing the internet at school. So , consider myself to be lucky to have one . I spent all my time helping others and playing~ Fun day, fund day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for all my rubbish english. Can't resist writing this kind of language when typing. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-5838419106903122748?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/5838419106903122748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=5838419106903122748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/5838419106903122748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/5838419106903122748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-day-i-was-forced-to-write-this-post.html' title='Big DAY! I was forced to write this post.. Haha No offence ,Teacher...'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-3449179584586616129</id><published>2009-08-11T05:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T05:25:26.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geuss who he is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoFjLliDtPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/t4v40DbcOzM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoFjLliDtPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/t4v40DbcOzM/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368681281507013874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-3449179584586616129?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/3449179584586616129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=3449179584586616129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/3449179584586616129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/3449179584586616129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2009/08/geuss-who-he-is.html' title='Geuss who he is....'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoFjLliDtPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/t4v40DbcOzM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-238450768644503662</id><published>2009-08-11T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T05:24:11.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What interesting thing i saw this evening</title><content type='html'>Today, 6.30 p.m. just right below a english tuition school, i saw notice posted on a cake house tuition... Written "We are NO CLASS on Monday , Tuesday and Wednesday" ... well what can i say... i am just sharing we you... Anyway, it should be we have no class on .... bla bla bla... Travelling around is a good thing since we learn from people. HAHA XD too bad i dnt have a camera to take down the notice!!!! Ah!!!&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-238450768644503662?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/238450768644503662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=238450768644503662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/238450768644503662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/238450768644503662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-interesting-i-saw-today.html' title='What interesting thing i saw this evening'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-5920148401016893774</id><published>2009-08-10T04:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T04:30:29.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoAEGxCPxhI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gqkX2-3JfAc/s1600-h/love_story_02-x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoAEGxCPxhI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gqkX2-3JfAc/s320/love_story_02-x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368295270114117138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoAEBzar0RI/AAAAAAAAADs/gw_JtneUvHk/s1600-h/Taylor+Swift+Love+Story+Lyrics+Mp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoAEBzar0RI/AAAAAAAAADs/gw_JtneUvHk/s320/Taylor+Swift+Love+Story+Lyrics+Mp3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368295184854143250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH!!! She is damn lady! Dont you just think what i am thinking&gt;!!?@@?!&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I found out the price for the camera i desired.....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoAEls-xIrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rq99FTYKqG4/s1600-h/Sony-Cyber-Shot-DSC-T100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoAEls-xIrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rq99FTYKqG4/s320/Sony-Cyber-Shot-DSC-T100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368295801601729202" border="0" /&gt;Its 1.4k!~!!! Insane! But negotiable ... I like this camera so much.....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-5920148401016893774?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/5920148401016893774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=5920148401016893774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/5920148401016893774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/5920148401016893774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2009/08/taylor-swift.html' title='Taylor Swift!!!'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoAEGxCPxhI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gqkX2-3JfAc/s72-c/love_story_02-x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-6287093189566939446</id><published>2009-08-10T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T04:11:54.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn... Sick!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoAAMNqDDqI/AAAAAAAAADk/QXvVX9SK4cY/s1600-h/sick.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoAAMNqDDqI/AAAAAAAAADk/QXvVX9SK4cY/s320/sick.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368290965650083490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being sick! No big deal actually, just took the medicine and got dizzy... Cant get to school for a day. Its a good thing for me since i dnt have much rest time! FINALLY a day off...&lt;br /&gt;Not that i curse myself... Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Edmund/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-6287093189566939446?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/6287093189566939446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=6287093189566939446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/6287093189566939446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/6287093189566939446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2009/08/damn-sick.html' title='Damn... Sick!!'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SoAAMNqDDqI/AAAAAAAAADk/QXvVX9SK4cY/s72-c/sick.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-697951938211715069</id><published>2009-08-09T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T05:58:57.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wan to own a camera!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/Sn7HpfR2tXI/AAAAAAAAADU/_gOcxf8gMFk/s1600-h/B_SONY_DSC-T200_R-CW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 104px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/Sn7HpfR2tXI/AAAAAAAAADU/_gOcxf8gMFk/s320/B_SONY_DSC-T200_R-CW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367947321457161586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With camera than i can share my life with all of my friends... Haiz, how pathetic&lt;br /&gt;See, this one is a nice one. Now , you might wonder am i a boy or a girl! Ask yourself... cant a boy own a cool red CAMERA!???!?!?! Red aint telling you the owner is a girl or boy , ok?&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-697951938211715069?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/697951938211715069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=697951938211715069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/697951938211715069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/697951938211715069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wan-to-own-camera.html' title='I wan to own a camera!'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/Sn7HpfR2tXI/AAAAAAAAADU/_gOcxf8gMFk/s72-c/B_SONY_DSC-T200_R-CW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-7071123664306892782</id><published>2009-08-09T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T05:18:03.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH! Bad Day ! Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Recently, i am in love with...... A.. Song..... LOL guess what, a song i ever said it is not so nice.... Well, i was wrong. The song is with meaning.  I did not make it to Kuching fair, anyway, i hope i will be able to go there with friends . Am i too pessimistic or what, i just fell like i am not able to corp with friends.... Maybe i am just too obesses with the friendship... Haha&lt;br /&gt;I believe this blog is not seen by others since it has been long out-dated. Haha&lt;br /&gt;My friend was in love with a girl, he finally took the courage to confess but the result is always so truth.... He failed of course... But he still believe he can make it.... I asked him to quit thinking but he just said he is in love with her... Teenagers these days ... I am not going to go for this since i wanted to try a lot of things before i tied a knot to a special one. Haha&lt;br /&gt;He has been down for a long time but he did not show any sign of that , and again, but i can see his heart hurting after knowing the girl told him she will never like him.. Wow! even though i am not the guy, i can feel the pain . At least he wont get his leg deeper into the relationship, he has got to accept the truth. He will be alright if you ask, i am his best friend so i would let him has any problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-7071123664306892782?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/7071123664306892782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=7071123664306892782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/7071123664306892782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/7071123664306892782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-bad-day-bad-day.html' title='OH! Bad Day ! Bad Day'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-4634606524698369952</id><published>2009-03-24T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:24:20.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SckHsFg5UBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/r_6_ZwqnhTw/s1600-h/1_189889315l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SckHsFg5UBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/r_6_ZwqnhTw/s320/1_189889315l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316789289063370770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aiyak, forget to put photos. My blog very sien de boh~!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where i am ma? the ngong ngong de face == lor&lt;br /&gt;haiz, i wan retake!! retake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Evelyn Jong the house.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet~ her family cook for us and we stayed here for quite a long time since the rain is stil pouring outside!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SckIY4eAYGI/AAAAAAAAADE/DHKkJVtnFio/s1600-h/1_613060575l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SckIY4eAYGI/AAAAAAAAADE/DHKkJVtnFio/s320/1_613060575l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316790058655703138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho~ Steambot, not very good, i prefer straight away eat! Lazy cook la , cheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SckI2ztQUhI/AAAAAAAAADM/KUW64ggnGCw/s1600-h/1_671643264l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SckI2ztQUhI/AAAAAAAAADM/KUW64ggnGCw/s320/1_671643264l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316790572773560850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this one!! Look like a one big family leh!~ Hehe Oh My gosh~! Thank God! happy yo be in the photo! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Edmund/Desktop/photos/frens/1_671643264l.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-4634606524698369952?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/4634606524698369952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=4634606524698369952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/4634606524698369952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/4634606524698369952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2009/03/photos.html' title='Photos~'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/SckHsFg5UBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/r_6_ZwqnhTw/s72-c/1_189889315l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-49548941772481311</id><published>2009-03-24T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:15:22.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read it , UNderstand it, Believe in it</title><content type='html'>I am now 16 year and 1 month old . We better have our own ambition , or our own path to walk on. It seems that doing nothing just make life miserable. I wanna find my road , but i havnt get it yet. I just know the word fun, how to write it? f.u.n. and this is the word i that made me to lose my way. It is like a free candy store at the road side, as u walk by u stop there to eat the unfinishable candy, and forgot the way u are going. It is the same with 'fun' dnt get addicted to it. I saw people change when they have got there own aim, i saw people collapse because they seek for 'fun' I wrote this to tell whomever read this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i must say before this, i wrote some geli things, yup. My 'look for something u love' instinct just pop out. Haiz, What to do, when u have this feelings..... Never put it aside , good luck. Haha&lt;br /&gt;I always ask myself, why do others got them easily and earlier then me? It is not my decision, God do the decision. It is not the right time and place nor the right person. This could be right....&lt;br /&gt;Study hard , this is one way to get respected my others. If you wanna change ur job by the time u are out of U, there is not much difficulties compare to those who did not put effort on studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on an wei myself , calm down and wait..... wait...... wait......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait... we cannot wait the whole time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wait... for God to give you the word you need.&lt;br /&gt;He will lead us to bright light, he nvr lead us to darkness.&lt;br /&gt;We nvr truely see God, we blame when we are in torture, we curse when we are angry&lt;br /&gt;but God help us everytime we are in trouble because he love us all, he nvr left out 1 of us. He help us quietly that we nvr understand nor see.&lt;br /&gt;Pray to Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to Him&lt;br /&gt;Praist Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he loves us and he is our Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He listen to us mourning&lt;br /&gt;He listen to us calling for help&lt;br /&gt;He take action when the timing is right&lt;br /&gt;WE have to wait.... for the right timing for our prayer to be reach and reflected.&lt;br /&gt;Effort is only 30 percent, prayer is 70 percent to all success&lt;br /&gt;We wont get anything without the hands of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-49548941772481311?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/49548941772481311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=49548941772481311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/49548941772481311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/49548941772481311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2009/03/read-it-understand-it-believe-in-it.html' title='Read it , UNderstand it, Believe in it'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-8588679788329641181</id><published>2009-02-10T05:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T05:41:11.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day</title><content type='html'>Today, i somehow seems to be understanding the law of human. I found that every human has another side of their face. What to do? I felt that i am lucky cause i undergo this kind of situation. I think  these are adult problems, but i am facing them now as a teenager. This is God's task for me to take care of it. He wanted me to show him, how capable i am. He wanted me to learn, he wanted me face the problem~ yea, wat can i say. I will face it, I will not collapse on my way, I will continue on walking, I will get a person i can trust on no matter what happens. This is my true aim in life, to look for a person whom i thrust to live forever with her. Aiyer~ so geli... haha , I took this into consideration too early but in BB, i actually learned a lot. I was weird why i am promoted, i did not wanted to, but actually, i wanted to thank those who believe in me, and i learned a lot although the process is in snail form. Haha I wish 4th Kch BB will move on in the speed of light, move forward and never stop even though obsticles are all around us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-8588679788329641181?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/8588679788329641181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=8588679788329641181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/8588679788329641181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/8588679788329641181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-day.html' title='Another day'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-4995035625150924220</id><published>2009-02-08T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T04:24:54.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoiseh~ Man... I am always right in front of the computer....</title><content type='html'>I is now my new habit, to sit in front of the computer everytime i reach home... No good.&lt;br /&gt;I is probably because i wanna chat with someone gua.. But it just keep on disappointing me neh. However, I am here to advise all of you to stay away from computer if posible since the longer you stay in front of the computer, the shorter your life will be. I think my life is just left more or less 60 years  . So, Please stay away from the computer. Music is the best and when you exercise while listening to music, that is nice. I always do so since last week. I realise how bad it is to stare at the computer for so long. Most of the time... I talk to people through msn, and that is why i am not good at talking aside from using msn. This is a bad habit to everyone. Dnt get interested in computer games, they dnt do u good. We are sinned in God's eyes. Why are we here on earth before going to heaven? Cause God wanna punish us for not listening to him, to get knowledge of knowing good and bad. He really love us, he want us to care about the others, with the knowledge we have. Since we has got the knowledge, He trained us here on earth before we are capable of going to heaven. Doesnt that just make sense? I always thought of this things. Why am i here on earth. We are here to conquer, conquer the life God created, he want us to trained to use our knowledge in good ways. Thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-4995035625150924220?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/4995035625150924220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=4995035625150924220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/4995035625150924220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/4995035625150924220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2009/02/hoiseh-man-i-am-always-right-in-front.html' title='Hoiseh~ Man... I am always right in front of the computer....'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-7194602015065523469</id><published>2009-02-05T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:02:05.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found it!</title><content type='html'>Wakao!! I have a bad pair of eyes! I wanna stab my eyes!!! But at least i knew it now.. Hehe, You must be curious wht i have found out leh~~~ actuallly......... i.... just ... look at ..... her.... carefully.... and found that is very beautiful~!! =.=  strange leh.... walao&lt;br /&gt;She has a fair white skin, the face is just the type , the angel type, just like shirley's face~!!! Fat distributed nicely... When you look at a girl closely, you will find that they are just beautiful~ Haha, seems to be very hiao... no! i am just saying that i am with a beautiful lady for 3 lessons already and today i baru find out that she is this BEAUTIFUL!!! she is an angel descended from heaven...&lt;br /&gt;Consider myself lucky... HOHOHo, i got her number liao.... hp number oh~ Her name is... Secrets~!! Dnt wanna tell u... make u feel very curious~ muahahhaha tian sia he chu wu fang chao, he bi dan lian yi zhihua~ i am saying, teenagers of my age should not get a girlfriend first~ since a lot of beautiful ladies out there.... At the age of 20+ , when u can earn ur money then look for 1 and be a bird with legs. As for now, just appreciate ur friend and dont think to much.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-7194602015065523469?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/7194602015065523469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=7194602015065523469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/7194602015065523469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/7194602015065523469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2009/02/found-it.html' title='Found it!'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-7952444512254821880</id><published>2009-02-05T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T04:33:45.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SteamBot with St John...</title><content type='html'>I went there at around 6 but they told me to go by 7, coz my mum is going out at six. No choice but to go a 'little' early. As i reached there, the St John member are there already~ And the steambot starts at 7 =.= you know what? There are two different steambot shop there, when the cooking starts , i went to next door's steambot and took the things there, and of course, i didnt know they were different store. The things over there look fresher so i went there. I took a plate of fish ball, crab ball, and meat ball, i went back to the table and decided to go for another round of 'pick up'. When i reach there and choosing with my plate with me and my hands on my mouth thinking which to take, the waiter there stopped me and said that they are different store.... i look at the 'pai zhi' Gosh! They are different store.... I apologise and quickly head back ... They did nothing and said nevermind. Haha, a plate of food from other store..... The food there sucks! From the side that they are not as fresh as the store next door and no lable.... cant seems to be able to choose the right food. I was quite bored since i am the one who is cooing... and being the one who is stupid, ouch, the boiling oil pop from the steambot and hit me right to the hand, lots of time.... and 1 time, it hit my face. Can u imagine that pain!! No big deal la.. haha juz scaring the one who is reading this blog... I am not good with talking to people, more 'nei siang' as people describe this kind of people, like me. So i was quite a 'me to me' steambot. Who to blame... no talking skill.. haha. Ah ha! the greatest part of all. The lucky draw, Ah Kueh took out around 40 ang pao . Hehe of course people looking there are having 'waterfall' from the mouth. 1 by 1 goes by and I kena the lucky draw, woohoo, yah for me! I picked 1, guess what... I got a 10 cen.......&lt;br /&gt;Walau A , soi qin... Never go for a lucky draw ever again, later on, parents called,'u nid to go home liao, very late, tml gt school''ok' i said... Bye guys, then i left.. quietly. I like a quiet life, since i dnt like to sosial .. What a day, spent RM19.90 for the steambot, not bad.... i wont go to steambot again... By The way, St John organised it well, Thkz for inviting me~ Hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-7952444512254821880?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/7952444512254821880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=7952444512254821880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/7952444512254821880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/7952444512254821880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2009/02/steambot-with-st-john.html' title='SteamBot with St John...'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-3606476264124168589</id><published>2008-12-30T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T06:42:01.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The worse day of my life</title><content type='html'>Well, blog is god since u can shout out all the things u are sad of and share ur happiness too. Today i went to get my PMR result , guess what, i gt 6 As and 2 Bs. That did not satisfied my mum. I was a bit upset, my mum just keep on say say say... ask ppl hw many As , wat to do! My class is the top class, A lot of 7 and 8 Aces. 6 Aces is like shit... Parents should cheer their kids right? Is that very hard to do? If u say, not bad~ it would be different, but u juz keep on picking.. 6 As is juz 1 think for me to upset, cnt u juz say, dnt upset, cheer up? My computer was too old to support the new ram , wat to do.... juz now juz fight with my mum... Am i the one wrong? i am very confuse, i ever thought of stoping my breathing, dnt nid to worry abt anything and all the one that cares about me. Mb this is the day God gave me to train my power to restain stress. I hope and pray to God that i will be able to be patient and ignore bad things. God bless . Dnt be too worry. I wont let u step on me again! This is the 1st and the last time u step on y head. Last time! Spm is me who is offering goods!&lt;br /&gt;AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;Felt better liao. Blodspot is good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-3606476264124168589?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/3606476264124168589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=3606476264124168589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/3606476264124168589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/3606476264124168589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/worse-day-of-my-life.html' title='The worse day of my life'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-5551890172188428202</id><published>2008-12-11T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:49:43.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11th of December</title><content type='html'>This morning i went to Spring again. Reached too early~ Today we are selling lots of local kuih and many ppl are generous to buy things there and help us. We do appretiate what all of you have done for this BreakThrough . As usual , a lot of beautiful ladies pass by the charity sell stall. I wonder, Is it there equipment make them this beautiful? Yea , pretty sure that is 1 of the way. So put 'too much' and the effect of coz turned the other way round. Until today, the second day only.... I have not met a friend yet! I thought' No way, so alone there. ' I was like standing there the whole morning until 4 and did not talk much coz i am not very 'cooked' with them. I really hope friends may pass by, somehow, to chat with me and accompany for a few minutes. That is just enough.&lt;br /&gt;I read a newspaper article about a person who has no legs and arms. He is a very positive-minded hilarious guy. From there i learn something, he said he did not like himself and always ask why am i the one with no legs and hands but when he slowly get to know Christ, he turned over a new leaf, he said' If you think too much of what you have lost, you will forget what you have '&lt;br /&gt;What he said make me remember something, of coz its personal. Now i am not depress already.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to him. I appreciate all the things i have now and the people i love. They are what i have now and i dnt have to think of things i lose since i don't have anything lost. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Its quite a tiring day and i hope tomorrow is a better day. Friends do show up when you are in trouble, believe that and believe God do exist, that will always be true. Believe in yourselves, believe in your partners, believe in God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-5551890172188428202?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/5551890172188428202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=5551890172188428202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/5551890172188428202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/5551890172188428202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/11th-of-december.html' title='11th of December'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-1601276402032807122</id><published>2008-12-10T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:27:47.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th of December</title><content type='html'>I went to helped out in the Spring. It is a charity sale by Breakthrough, an organisation that wanted to help the poor to overcome there problem. Currently, i heard that they are going to raise fund to help a guy named Mr. Chai who is unemployed and married, 8 kids. He is now living in a house as big as my living room. I was so surprised when i saw the picture. We sold off a number of things today but it was not quite as we expected. We hope that whoever see this can go to the Spring in kuching and buy some food or donate some money for this fund raising. We sell cookies and kuih to raise fund. Spring is a nice place since many beautiful lady shopped there. You can see a beautiful lady every 10 seconds.&gt;.&lt; Haha&lt;br /&gt;I am not bluffing. my stall is next to a stall that is selling rings and necklace, and there sat a beautiful girl there. I am so bad~ But she truely is beautiful. Stop that topic liao.&lt;br /&gt;What to do, everytime is still the same. I have tried to change and talk to her but it is still no good~&lt;br /&gt;Must work hard to think of topic but i think that is very strange that way. It should be like i can talk to her naturally and her too but it is the other way round. God bless me.&lt;br /&gt;Still the same for today , am I just too bored to start with? herm... yea , i think so&lt;br /&gt;I will just have to pray for God's mercy to let be more hilarious. I am so wanna talk to you normally.&lt;br /&gt;Good night for now. Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-1601276402032807122?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/1601276402032807122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=1601276402032807122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/1601276402032807122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/1601276402032807122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/10th-of-december.html' title='10th of December'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-7662406040239886247</id><published>2008-12-09T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:23:39.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th of december</title><content type='html'>Today i woke up late. It is a simple day today, just that this evening my friends called me out to chat around at the park. We have fun as usual. The clouds are turning grey but we still continue on chatting . They told me about there course at the bau camp site, the BNTS orgenised by officers from Kuching's BB company. They said it was quite ok, at least they were not called up in the night.&lt;br /&gt;They had a good night sleep. Suddenly rain bucket down. We ran as fast as we could to reach home. Wow, that was fun. Wanna try it some other time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i am going to the Spring to help out the Break Through . It is a social work to raise some fund for the poor . I think it is very meaningful since it helps people who have got serious financial problem. Hope tomorrow will go well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-7662406040239886247?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/7662406040239886247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=7662406040239886247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/7662406040239886247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/7662406040239886247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/9th-of-december.html' title='9th of december'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-2011756589501952900</id><published>2008-12-08T06:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T06:56:40.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th of December</title><content type='html'>Things didnt went well today~ Got up to early..... And a bored afternoon too, had a nap though. I seem to be addicted to sleep. Won 2 rounds of dota... Not bad~ And then i on msn as usual , things doesnt go what i should be~ that is what i thought. Should i be the one to ermm... create a topic or what... it doesnt go well today~ Hope that it will turn around the following days. Went to bed quite late tonight, although its 11 pm, it is way past my bed time ... again... My eyes are killing me~&lt;br /&gt;Now, Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-2011756589501952900?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/2011756589501952900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=2011756589501952900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/2011756589501952900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/2011756589501952900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/8th-of-december.html' title='8th of December'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-8611447598057851114</id><published>2008-12-07T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T08:27:46.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My St. John Annual Dinner~</title><content type='html'>Ho~ we meet again... It was quite nice just that some of my friends sat a bit further. Cant talk... Too bad isn't it? I wore a dark tonight , hehe&gt;.&lt; but not much effection haha. Never mind about that. When i arrive at Bouquet(isit writtten this way? the restaurant de name...) i couldnt find the place.... But i saw Eve up sticking 'St john annual dinner' So i went there~ Ok now. I am there. My boy friends are not here yet.... I found a sit. Took out my phone and play Worms..... The ones arrived before me are busy so it doesnt matter. After they finish with there things we begin our dinner. Rachael was the MC and she did it well. I am very ... what to say, WOW ~ She can be a Chu Chi Ren next time. I sit next to Kueh and Boon~ Both my best friends~ Same table with Ah Pei, Edna, Paul Kim , Joseph, WJ and Athen. Not much chatting with the girls... or rather say never talk to them.... Not good at talking to girls~ I am a shy boy hahahaha. Kueh told us how kesian as a waiter(he is now working as a waiter) so we disturb the waiters there~ hahaha Fun ~ So siao soi juz now~ 'i wan a bowl of rice' i said.... 'har? eh... we dnt ahve rice here...' the waiter said....&lt;br /&gt;What to do, to chinese, rice is very important for every meal ma... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Then~ The MC call for who is the most beautiful and handsome~ Heng no ask me... Dnt know what to say... But they did not call me up stage so sayang leh. haizzz&lt;br /&gt;And leh, prize picking did not pick tio me... What a lucky day......&lt;br /&gt;I was surprise when u sms'ed me ~ If u see this.... its a fun night i had. No need to worry. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;We ended the annual dinner at around 10, then its time for GROUP PHOTO!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hate taking photo la.... I am not natural or to say not good at taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Always seems so strange . Aduh, i am borned not to talk picture.&lt;br /&gt;St john was founded for 100 years today, i was surprised. You are older than Malaysia... Haha&lt;br /&gt;What to say~ oH~ WOW~!! hehe   Next time should try Lok Tian, Bouquet's food are Exp and little. What is with the mee la!! i small bowl nia wor~&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, dnt let st john ppl see leh.... I said too much, cannot go to school next year den cham lor~&lt;br /&gt;Fung Sa me....&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky to have Joseph to take me home. My mum go to bed early so it is really troublesome to call her to pick me up. I can walk home but she doest allow that to happen and i dont want that to happen to. Thkz to Joseph ..&lt;br /&gt;Tonight~ i have a fun night, bored coz i did not have the guts to talk to ppl especially girls, What to do, something not good of me, try to change it though. Nvm&lt;br /&gt;Its ok since i dont like to talk that much.&lt;br /&gt;I like to joke around, but it sometimes hurts others and i realise that too, but its too late to take back the words so to make it up i made them laugh again~ haha&lt;br /&gt;There are some ppl from other school, st john members. A lot of girls wore lu pei.... But i prefer the clothing like jacqueline~ I am not saying that you girls the dress are not nice, just that i think that it is really better that way. Haha, personal comments~ Stil very beautiful , but without the make up better == I am saying Wan Jing.&lt;br /&gt;What to do~ Without the singing... the food would taste better.... I like piano and guitar but not them singing. But the took out there courage to entertain others, we should give them more confident , not say them here and there. I am really impresses that they are brave enough  to go up. I hope that they will improve and prepare before going upon stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                    Have a nice weekend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-8611447598057851114?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/8611447598057851114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=8611447598057851114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/8611447598057851114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/8611447598057851114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-st-john-annual-dinner.html' title='My St. John Annual Dinner~'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-2442361880443397294</id><published>2008-12-07T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T08:00:04.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Fired My Secretary&lt;&lt; a joke not me... &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a true story. Last week was my 40th birthday and I really didn’t feel like waking up that morning. I managed to pull myself together and go downstairs for breakfast, hoping my wife would be pleasant and say, “Happy Birthday!”, and possibly have a small present for me. As it turned out, she barely said good morning, let alone “Happy Birthday.” I thought… Well, that’s marriage for you, but the kids… They will remember.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My kids came trampling down the stairs to breakfast, ate their breakfast, and didn’t say a word to me. So when I made it out of the house and started for work, I felt pretty dumpy and despondent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I walked into my office, my secretary Joanne said, “Good Morning Boss, and by the way Happy Birthday!” It felt a bit better knowing that at least someone remembered. I worked in a zombie like fashion until about one o’clock, when Joanne knocked on my door and said, “You know, it’s such a beautiful day outside, and it’s your Birthday, why don’t we go out for lunch, just you and me.” I said, “Thanks, Joanne, that’s the best thing I’ve heard all day. Let’s go!”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We went to lunch but not where we’d normally go. Instead she took me to a quiet bistro with a private table. We had a couple of mixed drinks and I enjoyed the meal tremendously. On the way back to the office, Joanne said, “You know, It’s such a beautiful day… We don’t have to go right back to the office, do we?” I replied with “I suppose not. What do you have in mind?” She said, “Let’s go to my apartment, it’s just around the corner.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After arriving at her apartment, Joanne turned to me and said, “Boss if you don’t mind, I’m goinna to step into the bedroom for just a moment. I’ll be right back.” “Ok.” I nervously replied. She went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes, she came out carrying a huge birthday cake…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Followed by my wife, my kids, and dozens of my friends, and co-workers, all singing “Happy Birthday”.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I just sat there…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On the couch…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Naked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-2442361880443397294?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/2442361880443397294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=2442361880443397294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/2442361880443397294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/2442361880443397294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-i-fired-my-secretary.html' title='Why I Fired My Secretary&lt;&lt; a joke not me... &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-827077266192444150</id><published>2008-12-07T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T07:49:01.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawyer jokes~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Q: What’s wrong with lawyer jokes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: Lawyers don’t think they’re funny and other people don’t think they’re jokes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: How can you tell when a lawyer is lying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: His lips are moving.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: What’s the difference between a lawyer and an onion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: You cry when you cut up an onion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: What do you throw to a drowning lawyer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: A party.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: What do you call a lawyer with an IQ of 70?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: Your honor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: How do you get a group of lawyers to smile for a photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: Just say, “Fees!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: How does an attorney sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: First he lies on one side and then on the other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: What’s the difference between a shame and a pity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: If a busload of lawyers goes over a cliff, and there are no survivors, that’s known as a pity. If there were any empty seats, that’s a shame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: What’s the difference between a lawyer and a leech?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: When you die, a leech will stop sucking your blood and drop off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: What do you have if three lawyers are buried up to their necks in cement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: Not enough cement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: What do you call 25 skydiving lawyers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: Skeet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: What do you call a lawyer gone bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: Senator.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: How many lawyer jokes are there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: Only three. The rest are true stories.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: What do you get when you cross a bad politician with a crooked lawyer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: Chelsea Clinton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: How many lawyers does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: Three. One to climb the ladder. One to shake it. And one to sue the ladder company.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;div&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;What'd You Think?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-827077266192444150?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/827077266192444150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=827077266192444150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/827077266192444150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/827077266192444150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/lawyer-jokes.html' title='Lawyer jokes~'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-7445911139081241698</id><published>2008-12-07T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T07:44:45.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes~ U might think it is lame but it is really nice to read</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,helvetica;"&gt;   What do you call a 100 year old ant?                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,helvetica;"&gt; An antique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,helvetica;"&gt;   Who is the most famous French ant?&lt;br /&gt;Napole,ant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,helvetica;"&gt;   What kind of ant is good at maths?&lt;br /&gt;An account,ant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,helvetica;"&gt;   Q: How do you start a teddy bear race?&lt;br /&gt;A: Ready, teddy, go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-7445911139081241698?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/7445911139081241698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=7445911139081241698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/7445911139081241698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/7445911139081241698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/jokes-u-might-think-it-is-lame-but-it.html' title='Jokes~ U might think it is lame but it is really nice to read'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-2841638719779162765</id><published>2008-12-05T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T03:06:48.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/STkJbgHw8QI/AAAAAAAAABE/CVG4pxh6Lcg/s1600-h/1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/STkJbgHw8QI/AAAAAAAAABE/CVG4pxh6Lcg/s320/1058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276258806524866818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/STkILJ7MnbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BNkhuncsse0/s1600-h/1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/STkILJ7MnbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BNkhuncsse0/s320/1009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276257426177039794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've beeen to a camp recently, this is my tent . We are begining to set it up . The one holding the tent is bending his butt to the right , haha. Just realise that.  We have got a nice teamwork since we finish setting up the tent in an instant. I was a fun and experience camp since i learn to cook and setting fire with wood and matches. That night we took shift to look after our tent to prevent anyone or anythings from coming in. It was quite bored to do the night watch since it is just you sitting there looking around the dark but i am just ok since there are lines which allow me to sms.&lt;br /&gt;High-tech isnt it? haha&lt;br /&gt;The 1st picture shows how insane we are when we are playing our game, hahahaha and that made it much more fun. What to do ? I have a really fun experience there. We even build sand castle because our camp site is near the beach. When i night watch , i have to wear 2 or 3 layers of jacket coz it was damn cold, maybe it is because the camp site is very close to the beach. I shiver the whole hour there. Fluids coming out from my nose... aiyer~ so geli....&lt;br /&gt;The camp was 3 days 2 nights, we got punish for letting our camp site empty without anyone guarding that day. It was a lesson for us all to be caution and not to play around and not care about urs and ur friends possetion. We got badly punished, push-ups .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-2841638719779162765?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/2841638719779162765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=2841638719779162765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/2841638719779162765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/2841638719779162765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/STkJbgHw8QI/AAAAAAAAABE/CVG4pxh6Lcg/s72-c/1058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-4062429379032395362</id><published>2008-12-05T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:31:42.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/STkCw5yBqRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1AmSIomxKao/s1600-h/1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/STkCw5yBqRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1AmSIomxKao/s320/1077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276251477608868114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends, in boys brigade, there ain't no girls, sad~ isn't it? I am very happy to have this bunch of friends. Make me smile more in my daily life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-4062429379032395362?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/4062429379032395362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=4062429379032395362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/4062429379032395362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/4062429379032395362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-friends-in-boys-brigade-there-aint.html' title=''/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vABG2mEn7Wo/STkCw5yBqRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1AmSIomxKao/s72-c/1077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-2553564369810040668</id><published>2008-12-05T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:27:18.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMR</title><content type='html'>I am form 3 this year. In Malaysia, all form 3 pupils will have to overcome a test. The PMR~!!&lt;br /&gt;I just finished it , now waiting for the result to  come . It should be out on the end of december . What to say, it is hard for me right now, what would my result be ? i am very nervous, heart is pumping blood faster . I did not put much effort on it this time. I might regret about it for the life time, but i will not on my SPM . This is my 1st and last time to be this lazy. I hope anyone who look at this blog will be more industrious on all ur work and ur task, if you wan to do a task, do it perfectly. Everything won't be perfect since God made us this way so that we can grow . Instead of letting us be perfect from the start, he made us perfect in the end so our life wont be that bored, don't u agree? BC and Bm is the worst for me. Hope the marker will show mercy, haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-2553564369810040668?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/2553564369810040668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=2553564369810040668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/2553564369810040668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/2553564369810040668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/pmr.html' title='PMR'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-1436344375125839762</id><published>2008-12-05T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:18:18.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My current aim before i am 22</title><content type='html'>It is really easy, i have got to look for a girl friend by that age. Haha. My ambition is actually to create something new, but i dnt know what kind of 'something' new yet, maybe i want to be an artist or a scientist. I just love looking at things i created, no matter how bad it is, i put my effort in it. Since i am still the age of 16, girl friend is not that important but friends, and studies. I want to get into a school and Malaysia will pay all the money for me. hahahaha, I am just daydreaming, i know too, but it is just my target. Maybe the government will if i am superb in studies that just think it is worth to invest on me. I think too much about all this. Haha&lt;br /&gt;I Hope i can marry at the age of 25, of coz with a girl that is worth for me to take care. I am very tiao ti . Hehe, as many children as possible, no matter how my life would be, how hard it would be, i will do all i can to raise them and with a caring wife accompany me~ it is a worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-1436344375125839762?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/1436344375125839762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=1436344375125839762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/1436344375125839762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/1436344375125839762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-current-aim-before-i-am-22.html' title='My current aim before i am 22'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723267946869383329.post-2305751494424233778</id><published>2008-12-05T01:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:02:18.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This holiday of mine~</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been quite bored lately, my holidays.... Seems to be very long. On msn, friendster , GG for dota, its the same routine over and over again. Hope school starts earlier, i am weird dont i, since everyone hope for longer holidays. During school, there are fun things happen too~ Playing with friends, disturb them, laugh , share our sad things or happy things. So it is very nice to have friends, they help u when u are in trouble. Appreciate what you have right now, don't regret when they are gone. Actually my holidays are quite packed, cant say that it is hundred percent boring.&lt;br /&gt;I am a member of boys brigade, ranked Coporal. I am glad because it is like practice working an early age. NCOs help the officers in the company, it is a way to train myself before going into the society. I have got social work around spring this December, to help out the poor in kampungs. It is very worth spending my time for this kind of works, all thanks to BB so that i am able to join.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/723267946869383329-2305751494424233778?l=aceelf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/feeds/2305751494424233778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723267946869383329&amp;postID=2305751494424233778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/2305751494424233778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723267946869383329/posts/default/2305751494424233778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceelf.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-holiday-of-mine.html' title='This holiday of mine~'/><author><name>Edmund</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685155492018610817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ogMy4GC_hU/TZIml_St2PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuXfY3Znv9o/s220/36285_478002993339_597738339_5665520_1604025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
