<?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-6113366408537168877</id><updated>2012-01-26T04:16:18.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回忆的痕迹</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-5544980490662973973</id><published>2012-01-26T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T04:15:32.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>友谊长跑</title><content type='html'>有个好友在二月要去星加坡生活+打工了..不知道他能否适应..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在星加坡这繁忙以及步伐迅速的国土..他可以习惯吗..想起来他向往的生活是relax型的..要在外国工作会很吃力吧..不过为了生活..人总要尝试接受逆境的挑战. 生活逼人..确实如此.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;各奔东西的这一天比预期的来得还快...不知往后会是怎么样的呢..以往许多朋友..因为在外州读书..默默地变得陌生..当年很谈得来..一起去逛街的伙伴..即使再次见到面..也变得少了许多话题..只能客套的问候几句..场面就开始僵硬了..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不懂,但我确实看到了许多朋友..因为在外地工作..而有了改变..变好或变坏..你我都不能定论..因为我们不是他..没有他的经历..没有他的过去..更没有他战斗的意义..但这改变..往往会影响其他人的看法.. 我看到了另一个在KL打工的朋友,有着一股没法抵挡的成熟与稳重,让我钦佩..但同时也令我对他少了些许认知..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从新了解他们,已成了聚会的意义....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-5544980490662973973?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/5544980490662973973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=5544980490662973973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>很想买一部相机,不需要DSLR,不需要昂贵的Lens..只需一部数码相机把照片在夜晚拍得清晰就行了.时间总把友人一个个分隔异乡,打开着各自的新旅程..如果可以买部相机..就可以把一切时光拍下来..在心里，在记忆卡里，各自做个备份。。当某天大家都忘了有哪个曾经时，翻开回忆相簿，就可从新拼起凝碎的记忆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这感觉并非突如其来。。而是当意识到朋友们慢慢的，一个个想在异国发展事业时。。有的感觉。在这一年里，有个朋友到了英国的艺术学院深造，有个想在实习完后到星加坡创一番事业（感觉上朋友们都要去星加坡打工）。。有得早在几年前已计划到中国打工。。而今年也将落实这计划。那如果朋友们都出国了。。也只剩我在槟城=( 。。。人家都说。。外国的月亮比较圆。。可能是把。。当钱币的对换率是我们国家的几倍。。而其他国家都在积极召集人才时，很难怪人们都想在其他地方发展。。这我不否认。。也不怪任何一方。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要买部相机，也意味着我必须更加节省。。这点还需努力。。每每想到相机在第五年时。。已是一个必须品。。。更是对我的推动力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的我。。已必须努力学习拍照。。那么才不会浪费了一部好相机，一段段凝固的美好回忆。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-5871100823434346939?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/5871100823434346939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=5871100823434346939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/5871100823434346939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/5871100823434346939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='回忆相簿'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-8386084453734893399</id><published>2011-04-17T14:51:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T15:20:24.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>等一个人咖啡。</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;等一个人咖啡已看了一半，小说的一旁,置放着属于我们的精美餐具.小说里的思萤,真的很像你. 不..你比她好,因为你真的很不平凡.单纯的你,总是容易相信别人,总是待人以诚。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;故事情节感到似曾相识,本以为是自己太过投入故事里的角色,但仔细想想,原来您曾经为我们制造了小说里的情景.甚至我们博客里您的字眼也像极了故事女主角.烫了离子烫的您,总觉头发不好看,但我很想告诉你..那时的你确实是很美..总是在工作时偷望着你..但想多看您总需技巧,不被上司发现之余,还不可被你察觉,好几次回头转望时,正好于你眼神相对,觉得真不好意思.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;虽然现实中我们没有爆歌家庭影院,金刀婶特调晚宴,海边冲天炮的回忆,但我们有着功夫熊猫的预约,而Old Town特调咖啡,皇后湾沙滩上的漫步,星空下彼此诉说你我,高速公路旁的脚印,更是我们故事的延续,我们有着属于我们的情节,我们的浪漫,任何小说也找不到的平凡。油站下我们把汽油射得满裤湿湿的情景.比任何爱情故事来得真实，可爱。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;暧昧期间的猜测，滋味来得甜蜜又难受。想延续这段感情的同时，也怕失去它的感觉，一时间也不懂如何形容。上一秒可能还很高兴，下一秒却得苦思回信要如何写。我真的不懂得珍惜，还直言直语的说自己并不看爱情小说。但如今，这懦弱的男生身旁总有着九把刀小说相随入梦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;现实里,我们的故事比等一个人咖啡结束得还快，故事情节发生的一半，已经是我们彼此缘分的尾声。只因您已找到了属于您的泽于。阿拓，不再是故事里的男主角，可能，他从来都不是。可能他从来只是女主角生命里的路人。我不知道，因为我还没把这故事读完。但现实的我，没阿拓善良，没他真诚，更没像他如此懂得珍惜，您生日的那一晚，自己只顾着在网吧打电玩。。这样的男生。。真的不值你等待。而现实的泽于，来得更体贴，忠心。。对您更是呵护有加。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;故事的结尾是怎样，我还不知道。。但真的很希望小说里，阿拓最终能与思萤在一起，有段与现实不复的美满结局。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596441715621741186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3gXk-GytTbI/TaqOFtHPwoI/AAAAAAAAADY/cFQsU1ikEgk/s320/Gidden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;每一个人，都在等一个人&lt;/em&gt; - 九把刀《等一个人咖啡》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-8386084453734893399?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/8386084453734893399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=8386084453734893399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8386084453734893399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8386084453734893399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_17.html' title='等一个人咖啡。'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3gXk-GytTbI/TaqOFtHPwoI/AAAAAAAAADY/cFQsU1ikEgk/s72-c/Gidden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-9195579364209763987</id><published>2010-12-20T03:29:00.043+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T15:54:10.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我们的聚会</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"    style="font-family:宋体;font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;汉语里有没有词是形容那伤感，感慨，感动，惆怅交集在一起的感觉。如果有，请告诉我这莫名感觉的词语，让自己的感觉有个名字也好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:12;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"    style="font-family:宋体;font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;＂很久没见到他们了。。＂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;这是我来这聚会途中的感觉。相聚的地点，似乎没换到。一进&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;Old Town,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;看到的是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;Ah Jet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;和&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;Sylvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;，＂我们真的很久没见了，＂是我看到他们时的感觉。两年了，真的很想念以前和他们一起在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;F6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;的日子。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;陆陆续续来的，有很多以前&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;F6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;的朋友，有些真的两年没见了。虽然我们都在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;，有些也只住我家附近。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;可能我们会在某天到过同一间咖啡店,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;却因为时间的不同，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;而没碰见；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;可能有几回彼此是插肩而过，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;在犹豫的同时，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;错过打招呼的机会；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;有可能某天在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;PC Fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;里彼此面对面碰见，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;却因为人潮拥挤，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;未来得及寒喧几句已被推得如此遥远；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;又有可能碰面时，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;因为不熟悉，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;而只点头问好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;整个聚会，我们多半是谈一些生活上的事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;(gossip !!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;。。谈看很久没看见谁，谁和谁在一起，谁分开。。很多很多。。当然也少不了谈些近况。。我们还谈了政治呢，虽然我真的不感兴趣。但看到大家，感觉就很好。。人群里，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;Chee Lung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;是最静了，真的很想知道他的近况，总算有问到。他静静的，但我知道，他都在参与我们，在听着。。那已经够了。。而&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;Old Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;也不知怎么的，很早关，上回我们来时，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;点都还没关。。这次在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;点就开始赶人了。。大家好像都有种依依不舍的感觉，一群女生走后，我们还到了附近&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;Mamak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;档谈天。。虽然之后只谈了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:black;" lang="ZH-CN"   &gt;小时左右。。但已够了。想到他们，明年都毕业了，都会踏入社会工作，顿时感到时间真的过得很快。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"    style="font-family:宋体;font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;真的很想问自己，为什么聚会后会有一种伤感。是因为觉得相聚的时间太短？是感慨时间的流逝？是发觉自己已回不到从前？是责备自己没好好珍惜以前与大家一起欢聚的时光？是怀念？还是不知以后大家还会否聚在一起？好像都有。。怎样都好，深信自己都会以一种期盼的心情，来期待下一次的聚会，那时候，请一定要再开怀畅谈。。延续我们这&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;F6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"    style="font-family:宋体;font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;时所建立的友情，回顾那一页我们曾一起写下的回忆。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"    style="font-family:宋体;font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552990339486641218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/TRAvSvJG7EI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4LO6ZdnGWwA/s320/F6%2BGathering.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-9195579364209763987?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/9195579364209763987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/TRAvSvJG7EI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4LO6ZdnGWwA/s72-c/F6%2BGathering.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-2390795461883602754</id><published>2010-10-07T22:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T22:19:53.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W890i</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;照片可能不是手机里的WALL PAPER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;但它却是我心里的SCREEN SAVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花RM200来挽回一个你已成为回忆的感情..是不是很傻..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候真的不明白自己要什么..明明想换电话,钱已筹好,就在要买之际..跑去问可不可以修理.."电话能不能打不要紧...最重要就能拍照与听歌.."..这话..似乎是自己想跟店员说的..不过,理性的我..只告诉他,"电话能否修理,最好也能修理相机."到底想挽留的..是这个电话,还是电话所为我存下的回忆呢..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还记得刚买这电话的时候..在她面前炫耀.而她..用得还比我多..多是把电话借去听歌..听的是她..但感到高兴的是我吧..而那时候,也用电影的桥段..给她听着我喜欢的音乐..我还傻..故意DL很多新歌..就是想让她也喜欢上一些抒情歌曲..就像要追求她一样.."期待你的爱"与"亲爱的那不是爱情"应该是那时开始喜欢的吧..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最开心的..莫过于我们的第一次合照了..当时我为了这合照..在家里练台词..由约去QB..直到那里的海边..到成功拍照那刹那..都经过彩排似的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拍过的照片..都存在电话的记忆卡里..所以这电话对我还是那么的重要...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能你认为,电话里的照片可以移进电脑..或新电话..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但回忆终究属于这手机......是一段只属于它的故事..一个无法挽留的回忆..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手机拍着3百万象数的甜蜜...也划上了如今3百公里的距离.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-2390795461883602754?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/2390795461883602754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=2390795461883602754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/2390795461883602754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/2390795461883602754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2010/10/w890i.html' title='W890i'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-2551641118366582901</id><published>2010-06-22T16:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T13:01:55.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>吃不完的 Roti Samurai</title><content type='html'>其实我已望了这是哪一个晚上的事了..只因这博客写到一半就停止..到今天才接回去..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正当睡意绵绵的我踏进寝室时,那熟悉的铃声响起..看着来电显示,本想不接..很想赶快跳上我那温暖的被窝..但看到来电的人既然是他-_-..就很难不接了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 : hello...ZzzZzzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maurice : JJ 问你要喝茶吗...要还是不要...(福建话)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 : (这样问,我能说不要吗)...OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maurice : 等下CALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15分钟后...online 到一半..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maurice : 现在下来.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样...我们在风雨交加的晚上....去到坡底的MAMAK档..其实那里档口环境并称不上卫生..但难得大家一起去吃..也满好的..之前那一次去应该是3月尾了..其实去MAMAK档喝茶并不奇怪..(本人一星期去3次)..不过这次真的很不同..因为我第一次见识到了Roti Samurai 的厉害!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;话说我们找到位子坐下后(屋顶还不时滴下雨点..滴湿了我的裤=.= ..那小二便来拿ORDER..由于JJ叫了ROTI SAMURAI ..所以我就叫别的..但问起什么好吃..那人既然介绍我 Roti Taj Mahal...你知道那ROTI 多少钱吗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...RM 9 ...-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以我并没叫..只叫了普通的roti...但那roti samurai 来到时..我才明白它名字的由来..(只有samurai才吃的完)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天晚上,我没吃完那宵夜..而随后,我们去了Infinity 打机...到了很晚才回..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这例常活动,却带着异常意义..只因大伙儿鲜少有机会聚在一起..而深信..大家也会懂得珍惜吧..至少我是这样想..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-2551641118366582901?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/2551641118366582901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=2551641118366582901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/2551641118366582901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/2551641118366582901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='吃不完的 Roti Samurai'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-8356094448123916412</id><published>2010-03-28T17:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:53:50.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不同的生日会</title><content type='html'>今年sy 的生日会..真的很不一样..起初,大家都以为办不成了..只因主角回到来时,已经是晚上12点半了..真当准备入睡时..突然一通电话..告诉我,他已经在楼下了..很快的,换好衣服..跑到下去,他第一句问:"穿裤要20分钟?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;载了JJ后...我们在车上讨论,要去哪里..车上,就只有三人...(HENG TAI 里.....MF..因为必须早起,所以便没去了....而JH呢,就因为OT所以临时回不来...WG在UUM..没回来)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们就这样...在凌晨一点,在KOMTAR那区,拿着AIS KRIM CAKE,逗啊逗.....最后,我们选择了一间卖ROTI SAMURAI的MAMAK档...是的..很特别吧..我们就这样..拿着蛋糕..大摇大摆的走近MAMAK档...哈哈..三为男生,拿着蛋糕..在MAMAK档庆祝生日..那个伙计问说是谁的生日...我们就在那儿指来指去...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这生日会里..我们没点蜡烛..也没唱生日歌..我说要唱..他们却回我一句:"几岁了?"....就这样,我们在MAMAK档一面吃蛋糕..一面等食物..我们在卖ROTI SAMURAI的MAMAK档并没叫ROTI SAMURAI..JJ叫MAGGI GORENG DOUBLE TAMBAH 2 HOT DOG TAK MAHU PEDAS...ZERO则叫MAGGI GORENG DOUBLE TAMBAH AYAM TAMBAH PEDAS...=.= 我只叫了MEE GORENG TAMBAH 2 HOT DOG =.= ...食物普普通通..但却很享受...至少能够谈天...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃完了..我们到GURNEY DRIVE谈天..眺望凌晨的星空..望穿黑夜的海水..闻着熟悉的气息..就这样大伙儿谈了起来..虽然只有三人..但感觉真的很好..至少能够坐下来谈谈..而不是像每次在CC那里用喊的...而那幼稚的小子..并没理会周围的人..在那儿SHOW给我们蒙面超人1到10的变生...=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样..我们谈至凌晨4.30左右..  (回家时..AIS KRIM CAKE没溶呢..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然简单,但已满足.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-8356094448123916412?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/8356094448123916412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=8356094448123916412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8356094448123916412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8356094448123916412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_28.html' title='不同的生日会'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-1982022416837305290</id><published>2010-03-26T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T14:34:39.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>有人说，我很没用。。三两星期就要回家。但我总觉得，回家不需要理由啊。。想家也没什么奇怪的。。那里是我成长的地方。。想它。。是对的吧。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这次回家，其实是要跟一个朋友庆祝生日。其实他也在KL读书。既然如此，何不在KL庆祝呢？其实我们知道，我们要的。。是个聚会。。。不知他是否与我一样，那么期待这次的归来呢。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能回到自己家，当然高兴啊。。可以轻轻松松的休息一会儿。。在继续往前冲。。这真的。。真的。。对一个在外州读书的学子。。是很珍贵的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-3901535353428704190</id><published>2010-03-23T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T14:35:51.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>原来</title><content type='html'>有时候，很矛盾。。自己早知道有些事已结束，但还不想放开。当自己还上着同一个博客，写着近日的文章时，还期望着有她的回复，即使是句问候也好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早些时候，上了我们的博客，看到博客里出现了新的帖子，本以为是个久等的回复。但自己却很没信心的说，可能是个错觉。还好，自己这样想。后来，才发现是自己先前写着一半的帖子。写完已否。。似乎已不重要了。。只因它的读者，早已为它划上了句号。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-3901535353428704190?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/3901535353428704190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=3901535353428704190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/3901535353428704190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/3901535353428704190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='原来'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-2980809826624833768</id><published>2010-03-07T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T01:19:06.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>这次回来,我很主动的约了JJ吃烛光晚餐..只因当时内疚..没回来与他庆祝生日.晚餐其间..我真的很享受与他的畅谈..虽然多半是我在听..不过从他那里..还得知许多朋友的近况..恩..才发觉...一直以来我都忽略着..想着想着...原来自己最大的缺点还是不会珍惜...烦恼一旦袭击..当下的幸福也会跟着被冲走了..还好..自己仍会回头..跟着跟着..跟着自己的脚步..走到以前的自己..拾回从前的友谊...相信我..我可以.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说到这里..其实是自己想要给这位朋友庆祝生日.但性格总是偏为内向的自己,却未成说出口.而粗枝大叶的他..也不会发觉吧..买单时..才告诉他一声.."不要紧,我请你".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;近来FB多了很多她与他的照片...而照片里的他们..很幸福.在照片的下方..也有着许多祝福的留言. 说我不伤心...假的...但若真的找到属于她的真命天子..何不潇洒些....送上温馨的祝福呢...至少曾经尝试过...以足够了吧.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-2980809826624833768?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/2980809826624833768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=2980809826624833768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/2980809826624833768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/2980809826624833768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2010/03/jj.html' title=''/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-3196653375966682969</id><published>2010-02-21T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T01:50:14.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>这假期,真充实=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;看了四部电影(去GSC看的..不是PPS =P )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2部连续剧&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;美珍香聚会&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;家庭聚会&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;与家人吃饭&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;尝试去GCU GATHERING(不过没去)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;想过要去小学同学会&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;想过要开EMAIL看ANATOMY ASSIGNMENT TITLE(好像没看到)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;尝试想过要做ANATOMY ASSIGNMENT (尝试=P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;发百日梦&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DOTA , DOTA , 再DOTA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;充实 =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-3196653375966682969?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/3196653375966682969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=3196653375966682969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/3196653375966682969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/3196653375966682969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2010/02/gsc.html' title=''/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-2131501115296356595</id><published>2010-02-19T21:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T01:00:43.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>假期WOOHOO..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;假日就这样慢慢的从我身旁溜走了.这次回来充抱了电.想起前几个星期还蛮累的..不是ASSIGNMENT就是TEST..忙得很啊..也不知怎的,以往即使再多的功课..再多ASSIGNMENT,再多的考试也不会使我难过,这回真的把我难倒了..可能是生活上的影响吧..我还是那么容易被环境影响.就来说说些开心的事情吧..伤心的东西回去再算(我说着ASSIGNMENT) !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;今天与美珍香的朋友去唱K了.很意外的,大家还是唱着与四年一样的歌..最后一首还是劲歌金曲.记忆比较清晰的那一幕还是李圣杰的"很想说"..啊!原来大家还记得.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;几年了,大家都没什么变化,就只有环境在变.啊不!某些环境还是一样,至少我们还是去着同一间RED BOX..唱着同样的歌,不过生活再变吧了!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;有个朋友,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;做工了.&lt;br /&gt;他说,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;很压力..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;有个朋友,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;在读经济系,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;他说,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;很轻松.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;有个朋友,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;沉默了许多,&lt;br /&gt;是台湾的影响?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;另个朋友,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;她说..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;在那儿很压力..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;这第四位朋友,已很夸张的方法比喻了她的生活,不过我并不认同,所以也不想写出来.其实,她所说的生活与我也没差多少.她也一样在诉说着那边生活很有规律,没有娱乐,同样是每天读书,每天压力..她也说了她室友不为人着想.我也笑笑的对她说,我还不是一样.(这里纯粹是在指我的生活)在那里的我并不是在槟城的我,在那里我没玩电脑游戏,没看戏,更没出夜街.她以很奇怪的眼神看了我.在他们眼里,我总离不开电玩吧!!哈哈..我也不自觉的告诉了她我的苦况..不过在室友方面,我只是微笑的告诉她..我室友很好,只是每天读书以及比较为自己着想吧了.其实这在台湾求学的朋友真是我的知音..这样的朋友,"挺好的"...想到这里,送了她回家..还有点依依不舍呢..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;说起大伙,我们距离在美珍香打拼已四年多..但彼此还能有如此联系,真难得..这短暂的聚会,为这假期增添不少意义.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;在另一群朋友里...我的花名时常更新,历年来的重色轻友,以换成"负累"..因为游戏上退步了很多,常常拖累大家,但讲我的那个,也好不到哪里去啦..所以每次也让我说回他..而这花名的另一个原因是,我身子已没那么习惯熬夜玩游戏了,所以每次比他们早回..说到这里,才发觉..原来有时环境真的会改变一个人,至少我已不像从前那么贪玩,健谈.成熟的象征?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我才不要!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-2131501115296356595?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/2131501115296356595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=2131501115296356595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/2131501115296356595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/2131501115296356595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2010/02/woohoo.html' title='假期WOOHOO..'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-2221449827647237363</id><published>2009-12-24T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:46:13.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Owner? Or not?</title><content type='html'>There was saying that I had never been a good owner. I thought they were wrong most of the time, thinking that things might just spoilt 1 day. However, I changed my view. I was terrible,horrible, and vegetable. Looking at my XPS M1530..my best companion in UPM... I felt awful of myself. The F11 button was loose long long time ago, and I didn't even bother bout it. I thought I might take the initiative to fix it one day. The F11 button never waited. Itwent off without me realizing bout it. I was panic searching for it in my own house for bout 2 hour. Well, the search wasn't fruitful, as expected. I was sad,the laptop cost alot...for some1 like me. People think that I was those kind of person who spend money pretty easily. Well, not likely. I think twice, and twice...and twice...b4 buying something that cost above RM 100. And... XPS is the most expensive thing that I had ever bought so far. Feeling bad as I couldn't take good care of it... I sent a message to sales department of DELL hoping that they won't mind selling a F11 key to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things didn't look pretty good with my handphone either. My hp lost its camera function. Hey man, its a 3.2 Megapixel walkman phone which I bought last year. Da phone mean alot to me...and yet I wasn't bearing my responsiblity as its owner. Scratches are everywhere on da casing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least the data of the hp is still there.... da memory of Kungfu Panda ^^ ...Heeeeeyaaaaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-2221449827647237363?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/2221449827647237363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=2221449827647237363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/2221449827647237363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/2221449827647237363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-owner-or-not.html' title='A Good Owner? Or not?'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-8068224540589689239</id><published>2009-12-17T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:22:58.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holiday</title><content type='html'>闹钟"KRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGGGG.........." &lt;br /&gt;.......... ............. ...........我眯着眼起来找闹钟按... 按啊按....按.........按...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;醒一醒..才发觉是隔壁家的闹钟.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看一看!..11点了...是的,这就是我醒来的时间..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这几天都过得很闷,不过我并没有想念PRACTICAL的日子=.=,我很懒惰的..除了吃喝玩乐就几乎什么也不想做.但像这样每天泡CC法,自己也不能顶,还憔悴过考试时.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上星期和朋友闹僵了,好不开心.只好硬着头皮去找他了.虽然没说对不起,但做HENG TAI的,也没有什么啦^^...到头来还不是坐下来一起玩DOTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在不是那么偶然的情况下,我听说另一个朋友去了ONE STOP做工,但却不知在哪间店.直到今天,本是去爬山的,不过刚爬不久就下雨了,其实自己已发觉天色昏暗,只不过自己硬要去罢了.这时心想,下山后还早,倒不如去ONE STOP走走,碰碰运气能否遇到那朋友.停泊了车子,下了车,就看到BERJAYA HOTEL,突然想起曾经在里边吃了一顿HAAGEN DAZ STEAMBOAT BUFFET,结果生病了三天XD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;战战兢兢的走进了广场.吓!怎么广场边的怎么冷清.虽然还没去UPM时已经这样,不过今天看到还真吃惊.走到一楼,突然眼前闪过一个熟悉的身影,原来是他!!看到了朋友,寒喧几句,看看店里的设施,就走咯(明明是来遇他,却篇他说是要来看DISC...明眼的都知道ONE STOP里的碟哪有PRANGIN MALL出得快...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然呢,这几天过得超闷的...但超开心!是不充实啦..但给我玩完这几个星期..又要回UPM了..到时又会很忙..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;话说回来,PRACTICAL呢..我可以说的是...RUMINANT方面确实还可以..不过POULTRY就很闷很KAO LAT..在STORAGE ROOM 跟沉睡着的鸡蛋一起睡&gt;.&lt;..醒来时....发现......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那些蛋还睡着....=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在FACEBOOK里看到一些去SARAWAK朋友的相片,其中拍到人家的LAYER FARM..真的够大..那蛋的数量真惊人...相比我们去的(我们是Breeder Farm..所以不能怪)..真是...=.=..但还好啦..我们去PRACTICAL的地方也不差..至少DR GOH 真的超好...他说的话..10句我认同9句...真是说出我们的心声....还有很好的AUNTY..以及UNCLE WHO NEVER SPEAK...他们都教了我很多..虽然多数时间我都是睡着听...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-8068224540589689239?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/8068224540589689239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=8068224540589689239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8068224540589689239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8068224540589689239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/12/krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiinggggggggg.html' title='Happy Holiday'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-8221379895781596521</id><published>2009-11-13T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T19:55:29.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>劲歌金曲</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;没有压力的UPM日子,还过得蛮不自在.好像缺少什似的（没有上课的日子，真乏味/  _ \）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天和朋友们一起去唱K,有的是D-G-13的四大K歌王子(说王子,只因性别关系,就好像一个UNCLE你不可能把他称为AUNTY的原理那样)，还蛮爽的,唱了整整的2小时(这里的唱,与喊的意思极其相近，但喊起来，才发现自己歌喉是如此诱人，若看到这里有些不舒服，厕所请便).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;之后,还到了JUSCO帮我们的邦哥相亲（对不起。。是相鞋。。刚刚打错，但不想改=P）.以邦哥那迷人的睫毛,加上那优雅脱俗的姿态。。在付钱时还迷倒了一位AUNTY,帮他拿了DISCOUNT(谢谢AUNTY,我的一块钱飞回来了).据邦哥本人透露,他今天的造型还惹来了不少美女的注意,纷纷向他微笑呢…只可惜,邦哥深处早挂着一副冰山美人的笑容,早已容不下其他倾国佳丽对他的青睬.邦哥,你是能的!(据可靠线报与本人的直觉,对他笑的只不过是一位刚巧经过的SENIOR,其余的是刚好我在后面罢了=p) 。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;本来我们是匆匆回来帮营长大姐办理一些营里的装备，但我们热血相助的美意已排不上用场，只因我们回来时全部都已经办妥（平常啦。。谁不知我们去哪里都迟到哪里的。。）只好已李圣杰的“手放开”来传达我们此时的心境。回到来。。当然是开些儿童适宜电影来看啊（不然你以为我会开什么）。。所谓人生如戏，戏如人生，虽然昨晚玩植物与ZOMBIE至凌晨，但秉持着活出生命色彩的原理，早已把午睡放在一边了。。哈哈~！！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;对于来临的VETCAMP。。有这莫名其妙的盼望，只因，去年VETCAMP里的星星的光芒，是本人第一次如此近距离的感受（感觉就像很多个帅哥说我比他帅那样=P）。希望这次去到时也会有如此感触。。。 在此也想谢谢G 小姐对此营如此的牺牲。。你是最好的你知道吗！（由于想把感觉告诉她，只好用英文来诠释给她，想信有别一番感觉吧。。Do You Know That You Are The Best！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此文与其他文章有些不一。。只因笔者想以另种方法呈现自身感觉。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;修辞手法，只限于修饰文章，不代表笔者立场，文章如有类同，纯粹巧合。修辞不当之处，多多包涵。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本故事并非虚构&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-8221379895781596521?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/8221379895781596521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=8221379895781596521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8221379895781596521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8221379895781596521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_13.html' title='劲歌金曲'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-1340065986714874627</id><published>2009-11-08T18:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:27:23.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>本想去爬山,但天气有些阴暗,只好取消了..下次爬山..应该不是一个人了吧?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-1340065986714874627?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/1340065986714874627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-7111315631342391146</id><published>2009-11-08T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:39:07.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>制造一些不必要的情节，做一些不必要的举动，予一个我需要的人！-採自&lt;a href="http://cheekeong1986.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://cheekeong1986.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-7111315631342391146?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/7111315631342391146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=7111315631342391146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/7111315631342391146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/7111315631342391146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/11/httpcheekeong1986.html' title=''/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-4086021230368131832</id><published>2009-11-03T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:34:08.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>闲着</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;才知道K17晚上的美禄那么好喝。。晚上再去喝一杯。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-4086021230368131832?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/4086021230368131832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=4086021230368131832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/4086021230368131832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/4086021230368131832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='闲着'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-7407910259996498961</id><published>2009-10-30T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:54:44.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>对不起，失约了</title><content type='html'>这么久了都没打电话给你们，开始有点怀念我们多时聚在一起玩乐的日子。有时候自己会很任性的发脾气，但你们都不以为然。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当举起电话的当儿，总感到你们会很忙。在电话里可能没法畅谈，而当放假回来时，为你们抽出的时间却少之又少。原谅我的自私。。很对不起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;离开你生日已那么多天了。。还没法打通电话向你问好。当时铁下心肠不回来时，已料到你们会些许伤心。合照里少了我。。还算完美吗。。期望下次回来时能够更多机会在一起。即使只是上你家坐着。。也是那么的好。（记得以前曾经拿着蛋糕来到你家为你庆祝。。口里说着不必。。心里肯定是开心吧。。怎么以前懂得做的事。。今日所举却不及百分之一）。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;诚信祝福我的朋友们可以安好的生活，过得愉快。不管你们身在何处。。希望你们可记住这常常出丑逗你们笑的老朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一位朋友过不久就要去UTAR了。。可要保重。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（P/S : 希望你们没有看到这篇文章吧。。要不然肯定会笑我婆妈。。）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-7407910259996498961?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/7407910259996498961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=7407910259996498961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/7407910259996498961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/7407910259996498961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_30.html' title='对不起，失约了'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-1944375625404900757</id><published>2009-10-17T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:32:52.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>各奔东西</title><content type='html'>有个很要好的朋友快要生日了,但自己却下不了决心回去陪他.&lt;br /&gt;朋友间就只剩我没回去了..伤感是必然,但又能做什么?若让我在选择一次...结果还是一样吧.&lt;br /&gt;对不起...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若能像当年大家一起聚集在一起..吃东西,玩游戏...谈天...至深夜..那该多好.. 只希望这假期的到来能重拾彼此之间的情谊..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生日快乐&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-1944375625404900757?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/1944375625404900757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=1944375625404900757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/1944375625404900757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/1944375625404900757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_17.html' title='各奔东西'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-8396732641013250458</id><published>2009-10-03T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:31:18.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>中秋节快了</title><content type='html'>中秋节+生病=想家&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年中秋节生病了。。看来没月饼吃。。其实，在外头吃的月饼除了太甜以外，也没什么特别。原来我并不喜欢一个人吃下整块月饼，还是一起争着吃好。除了发送短讯给朋友来一解思乡之情以外，就只剩下还没打电话回家。中秋节，还得整天呆在课外活动，所幸明天的活动还蛮有意义，所以还好。不过生病的话。。还真的想歇一歇。从槟城打来的朋友，告诉我有一个即将来临的聚会，想起来，几年前我们也有着同样的聚会，但，感觉上好像有些淡了，心头里涌起一中伤感。不过想到大家一直忙忙碌碌的过活，其实这一切早已在预料中。。人总会改变。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-8396732641013250458?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/8396732641013250458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=8396732641013250458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8396732641013250458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8396732641013250458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='中秋节快了'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-4866121645870646388</id><published>2009-09-16T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T01:25:00.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Holiday mood do strike me these few days.. Despite theres burden of stress, it seems that I can't really stop thinking about the past. Those happy moments that I had went through, with my friends...the one I treasure so much , and also with my family. I can't stop thinking of the day when I was in Queensbay Coast, where we used to sit there to chat and your mom keep on phoning you asking "where are you now" and "what time you are coming back". I can't really think much back then..as the joys from the past hinder the pace of present. So called memory is regretful..as theres much I could do to make a difference. The title for this post was so true...straight forward for what lies beneath my heart, not revealing its ownself. Even when it comes to relationship with friends. I tend not to be "direct" to anything. I might just keep quiet for things that is not right, things that should be done..things that I can't bear, mistakes, improvement are seen that can be subjected to greater advantage....However the impact might be negative for certain parties at times. If there are better way to describe what position I'm in.."selfish" might be the best word for it. I don't want to get into so many things.. as I am quite different. I get tired easily , as once I get into it, it seems that I couldn't draw myself out. Still figuring ways to improve an event that once I was so into it. I just hope it might be better. There might still be things that I regret, and theres always flashback on exact date of the event, flashing and blinking with new ideas..what could happen if things are different.. what would happen if the ticket was sold at higher price...what would happen if prices were better controlled...what would happen if rules were stricten. Theres alot of things which , I would say, couldn't be included be in record..as it only bring hatred from ppl towards me..with no steps taken. People seem to be over-confident with their action, suggestion was not taken in and was taken for granted, with low weightage of importance. Things seem will be the same despite what had been told,as sometime position does matter in an organization. Well, knowing that courage might needed to bring up some issue, but ur instinct might just told you that nothing was going to be done..as sometime..suggestion requires &lt;strong&gt;position&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime things might not be the same. I strongly feel that courage is essential in relationship. No matter what relationship that is accounted..there are some proportion of it which requires issues to be spoken. However, few of times it might bring some negative feedback to your relationship. Sometime, things that is voiced out might bring nothing to changes but only comments thats against you. Thats why..I tend to keep quiet. However, "quiet" which lies within my heart does not end there, it seems to be making me quiet all the time, even though happiness juz lies ahead after things are said. I don't know.. But to those who I care, I seldom..or should I say afraid of expressing it..maybe because I am just too timid to do so or, to be truth...people will just think you want something from them in return..Thats why...I just tend to keep it in my heart. Nowadays, few things had happen. It seems that theres some underlying relationship problem among my surrounding. I was...indeed...sad to see these. I just hope there will be peace around with people laughing all the time..or I was too naive to think that it might happen in reality. As I saw one quote from a friend's blog which says "people tend to live with their mask" ..something like that...well...if I said its false..then I am just running away from the reality..however I can't acknowledge it..as it is not wat its suppose to be. Treating people with truth heart might just bring hurt in return..thats why...silence is the best option...I think...at least for me...till the day I figure out what should be done to live on without a mask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-4866121645870646388?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/4866121645870646388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=4866121645870646388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/4866121645870646388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/4866121645870646388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/09/courage.html' title='Courage'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-8657092977165535429</id><published>2009-08-30T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:12:16.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka !</title><content type='html'>Its 23.57 pm 30th August 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have only 3 minutes to finish this blog. Every year merdeka...for me ..its only another public holiday. Things turn a little bit different this year. Almost every year .. this moment, I will stay at home...hearing father yelling merdeka =p ...This is the time when we gather together in the living room...enjoying the moment of just staying there..Everything seems so enough. I was just there... standing still... and smiling...cause its really warm and I don't wanna speak even a single words to spoil it. Then everybody will start smiling..and the next day...I will see my family staying in front of the TV..not going anywhere..watching TV3 with all the life broadcast about the parade. Though there are a few years I celebrate this precious moment wif my frens in cc... but thats sweet as well.... Probably because we do yell at there and the environment was ...I would say....different.. Ppl will keep shouting about Dota..and the next thing you know...everybody shouted Merdeka together..well ... you can see when it comes our Independence Day..everybody is united !! I really miss that moment... This years..this moment.. instead of joining two of my friends watching KLCC's fireworks from medic fac.. I wanna jot down what I feel now..as the fears of losing this feeling which lies deep beneath my heart...getting it out in this memorable night is a gift to me.. Special gift..of which I treasure most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here...now...wat I really want to say is... Happy Independence Day to my beloved country... Malaysia ! Thx for everything you had given us throughout these years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-8657092977165535429?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/8657092977165535429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=8657092977165535429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8657092977165535429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8657092977165535429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/08/merdeka.html' title='Merdeka !'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-8143628556191801997</id><published>2009-07-23T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:28:27.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>沉默</title><content type='html'>當初妳會選擇他，我其實一點都不覺得意外。妳的選擇在朋友的預料當中，也在我的預料當中。畢竟，他所有的條件都比較好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;採自&lt;&lt;沉默&gt;&gt;藤井樹&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hiyawu.pixnet.net/blog/post/7221513"&gt;http://hiyawu.pixnet.net/blog/post/7221513&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-8143628556191801997?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/8143628556191801997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=8143628556191801997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8143628556191801997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8143628556191801997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='沉默'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-5990229549690320187</id><published>2009-07-04T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T02:32:35.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night Before</title><content type='html'>This 5 days.. I treasure it alot. Being at home, accompanying my parents.. ..being with my mother most of the time, father used to be back at about 9 pm..well thats quite late for a person who works in the office..since they usually back at bout 5 pm,and probably much earlier. I love every moment I spent in my house . Penang is really a great place. I been to other state..but still ... I think that Penang is the best. Thinking of myself, I wasn't really a responsible son . I spent most of my time in front of the computer for the whole holiday. Its saddening. I could have made their days better, cherishing them every moment. In fact, thats what I wish to do juz before the end of the 2nd semester. I didn't do quite a good job . I know I love to play alot but its really not an excuse for not being able to communicate with my parents, at least , I hope to have a proper conversation with them, telling them how much I miss them during my days in hostel and that I wanted to be with them. Father is really worried bout me... Being a 20 years old teenager, I am not doing good enough. I know... deep in my heart..for these years... I have been neglecting their feelings... looking at the bag they bought for me.. it really touches my heart. They are busy preparing things that I should take back while I was enjoying my "ICE AGE 3" in the cinema. Its already 2.25am now .... but I insist in writing my blog...cause I know... I was soooo selfish in the past... I hope that this blog would remind me of my mistakes and that I won't be doing the same thing again for the future sem breaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-5990229549690320187?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/5990229549690320187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=5990229549690320187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/5990229549690320187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/5990229549690320187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/07/night-before.html' title='The Night Before'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-1005189613935319231</id><published>2009-06-30T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:27:46.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>重逢！重逢！</title><content type='html'>６月３０日&lt;br /&gt; ２２：２１ 晚上&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;普普通通的一天，本以为今天又事这样子过。突然在几分钟前看到朋友的MSN里既然播着郑秀文＂落错车＂，从很久以前就很想要下载的一首歌。。。就这样，主动跟他开始了一段对话。。出乎预料。。真的很不感相信！！他既然邀我出去。。既然在假期要结束之前能够见面啊！超开心的。。很久没联络的这位美珍香朋友。。就这样给一首歌牵上了。其实，每次回来都很想约他，但每次都没这种主动的行动。。真的太高兴了。。期待我们这一次的重逢。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-1005189613935319231?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/1005189613935319231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=1005189613935319231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/1005189613935319231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/1005189613935319231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_30.html' title='重逢！重逢！'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-4833046112700991649</id><published>2009-06-09T20:46:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:41:03.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爬山。人生。人声</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;不知何时开始，自己喜欢上了爬山。渐渐的，把爬山，当成了归家必做的事情。五号山，成为了自己每个黄昏都会去的目的地。这假期，过得还蛮舒服的。。比上个学期好。虽然开心多半是因为与朋友聚会，但对于自己可找到另一个兴趣，蛮感欣慰。爬山，固然是一个非常好的运动。但，我追求的，那目的，可不是在于运动，而是那里。。可找到许多值得体会，思考的事情，当中的体会与领悟。。真的好多好多。这，说起来真的不可思义。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345348698137033394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/Si5-UfEN-rI/AAAAAAAAACg/S01eC1GMoik/s320/DSC03459.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 休息站望上去的蓝天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;爬山的过程中，自己身于大自然当中，那片宁静的气息，远离城市的繁忙，抛开所有忧虑。。使自己能在这过程中获得些许的安慰。有时候，在爬山的过程，能够令自己想起一些在忙碌时从未想过的事与回忆。然而，这些都是自己非常珍惜的。就这样，开始喜欢了爬山。而后来，自己慢慢的，在烦恼，急躁，忙碌，压力的当儿也选择了爬山。在宁静的森林里，只有自己疲累的呼吸声已及一些大自然的呼唤。。其余的，可能会有其他爬行者的喊叫声，这。。也没什么不好吧，至少提醒着自己没有走错路。爬山的同时，自己总会从那宁静的森林获得了灵感。。面对事情的勇气，另自己不在想逃避。可能人累了。。可以把事情想得简单些。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;其实，自己并称不上什么爬山好手，至少那里的UNCLE。。各个都能爬得比我快，而且还会说许多人生道理给我听。但自己就喜欢这种爬山的体会。时不时可听见UNCLE们的劝告，与及他们对生活的看法，人生经验等可随意听见。到达５号山的休息站时，我往往会选择另类的休息，坐在那儿，默默的，听着人们的对话。８瓜那些总听不听去，毕竟８瓜的对象自己也不熟悉。然而，许多时候。。他们都告诉着听众，那路是如何走出来的。。某某人是如何遇上挫折。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;后来，山路渐渐走熟了。有一次，约了中六同班的朋友一起爬山，他可是爬山好手。那时，开始与他走了新的一条山路。那山路名也奇怪，人们都叫他POH HIAO山。福建话什么意思。。自己猜吧。而我第一次走的同时，真的很不习惯。它的难度，比我想象中高很多。这时候，只顾着走完它了。但那过程真的好愉快。重逢的朋友，特别多话讲。一面爬山一面讲话，消耗的力量可真的，但自己还想这样说下去，虽然已经上气不接下气，但总想坚持。最终，到达的。。也是同样的目的地，５号山休息站。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;其实，这５号山有很多走法，自己走过的（加上今天。。对自己来说。。最吃力的。。比自己第一次上POH HIAO山的难很多），已有四条路。第一条梯路，是最容易的，直达休息站。第二条人称山猪路，难度是有啦，上上下下。。自己最常走的。第三条是POH HIAO山，在日前和JET爬过。。真刺激。。路并不好走，又有相当的距离。。。但总算有朋友的陪伴，又有指引，所以走走停停的，总算到达休息站。第四条是今天才走过，自己也不懂叫什么，但JET说要。。也不好拒绝。所以就学着走了。起先还好，但之后就开始跟他们有了距离。与我们一起的有几个UNCLE。但他们好快，最后只有一个UNCLE陪我走，因为自己是第一次，路都不熟，所以一个UNCLE留下来帮我。最终我终于成功！越过三个山头。。到达了休息站。说也奇怪，这条山路一直就走到山顶，但。。来不及休息。。也没有休息站。。就要直走下坡。。直达目的地了。听说啊。。还有更难的，不知何时可爬。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;生活还不是一样。。人生。。要怎么走。。其实有许多方式。有的人，会选择简简单单，快快乐乐的走着，直达终点。有些时候，人生里未免有着许多坎坷路程，上上下下。。有如第二条路那样子。但值得庆幸的，许多时候，人总是有许多朋友陪伴，即使路再远，再难走，还可以开开心心走下去。这，有如日前走的第三条山路。然而，人总不是万能的，总有停顿的时候，泄气，走不动，再所难面。面临着完全陌生的前程，亏得有前辈的扶持，鼓励，教导。。路才没那么难走。不过，即使前辈怎么支持，自己还是在那泄气的话，其实。。对于自己，只不过是种浪费。自己愿意停顿在当下的困境，但时间，却不会因为您的停顿而保持原状。最终，受时代淘汰的，还是自己。山路，怎么难走，都得靠自己走，身边的人，只能陪伴，却没法为你走下去。。更何况人生？这，确确实实在今天自己走了，才懂。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;话说回来，JET的确为我揭开了５号山另一个地方。自己一直不懂原来５号山有着如此迷人的地点。那是一块很大的石头，坐在那里，看到的是一片山林已及迷人的海景，海上没有半艘船只，好美，好宁静。不过，JET感慨的说，他可见到在那大自然中，竖立着两栋建筑物，我不懂，因为当时，并没望着那里，只想仰望天空，静静的坐在那里，但当时，我们也叹了口气，他说了一句，非常难忘，＂可能十年后，我们再也看不到这片山林，可见的。。只有建筑物了。＂对于像他那样热爱大自然的人，心里的难受，我,可想而知啊。。还听他说，在这里，他向心仪的对象表白了。虽然结局并不是他想要的，但从他眼里看得出，他曾未后悔，因为。。他尝试过。在这石头上，给我的回忆并不多，很多时候，匆匆的来到这儿，坐一下，看着那大片森林，就下山了。但，自己却很喜欢那里。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345346110983839874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/Si5795K1III/AAAAAAAAACQ/_gBv9FNMEmA/s320/DSC03455.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;JET所说的地方。。望下去。。看到的是一片绿色的山林。。丝毫没有 被发展的痕迹，那两栋建筑物不算在内的话。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345347476065078738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/Si59NWfjzdI/AAAAAAAAACY/0iIirPZP2Pg/s320/DSC03457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;望过去的风景&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345344936804332034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/Si565jAnsgI/AAAAAAAAACA/9tuDqo2vJAk/s320/DSC03462.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;五号山，另一端，所看到的风景 (十年后，不知是否全部变成那样) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345343829847458434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/Si555HRiQoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rf8WWdmriDU/s320/DSC03458.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;上星期五与中六好友聚会的照片。很美吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-4833046112700991649?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/4833046112700991649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=4833046112700991649' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/4833046112700991649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/4833046112700991649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='爬山。人生。人声'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/Si5-UfEN-rI/AAAAAAAAACg/S01eC1GMoik/s72-c/DSC03459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-711631299533781519</id><published>2009-05-25T11:12:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T02:19:37.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>热浪之旅</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340195851502877234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/Shwv1VfX-jI/AAAAAAAAABg/VGoIIL_r4Ik/s320/KS0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Redang 岛之旅,始于足下 ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340196271465744850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/ShwwNx-UydI/AAAAAAAAABo/NJUQgIYuFe4/s320/4201_83126059100_667319100_1691074_270834_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;真的很不可思议..我既然可以来到一个没有网络,没有通讯,已及没有任何城市气息的地方过了一个星期!(与其说没有城市气息,倒不如说连乡村气息也没有..因为它是个荒岛!) 是的,我在荒岛上过了一个星期..但却可过着不愁吃的日子...(愁的既然可以是晚上要不要上厕所 =P ...真是开玩笑..因为粮食方面以有人准备..而且还有御厨般的厨艺..而且到最后..既然是舍不得回家呢! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我们去的岛啊..可说是世外桃源呢..那里没有其他人..就只有我们这几个..陪伴着我们的..有的是清澈见底的海(没骗你..真的是清澈见底)...还有许多山...山的上面啊..景色真的可以迷死人呢! (到现在我还想着呢).记得有一天,我们跟着行程表..来了一个rock climbing.从上面看下来,我们看到了热浪岛的海景,那美丽的程度..可真难忘,也不懂怎么形容,还&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/ShoQ9oFwqQI/AAAAAAAAABA/EvGvQGOu-1M/s1600-h/KS0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;可看到鲨鱼..哇..真是...来张照片!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339599233939414450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/ShoRNn3oHbI/AAAAAAAAABI/-s8f4KwYJpE/s320/KS0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;嗯,写到这里时,我停了..一停就两天..接下去时..之间难免会多了许多感触..毕竟,这两天,有了少许聚会.虽然这些聚会,称不上有着深情的话语,但看到大家都过蛮不错的,心里很安慰.真的...开心,不是必然,但却实实在在流露在心底.大家都是一起熬过中六的啊.与其说熬过,倒不如说也享受了许多美好的时刻.想一想,哪有人七早八早到麦当劳吃了早餐才回学校的...呵呵. 还有还有,一大早到学校...就累呼呼的,躺在桌上睡着了,醒来时,才发现自己没上到第一节课.这些,都是我看到这班朋友后而有的回忆...当然,还少不了我们常在班上传的绯闻情侣...其实是我们硬塞给他们两的..希望他们真的可弄假成真吧! 时间真的过得好快..这些事情真令人怀念.当然少不了许多爱烹饪的朋友,常常弄了食物来学校让我们品尝..不知他们怎样了.中六毕业后,大部分的朋友都已失去联络,这...对于我来说,还蛮伤心的..希望日后有更多相聚的机会.自从这次回来,发现自己与好友之间缺少了些许默契,感情也好像没那么好了...但还算不错..但总希望能够多点见到他们.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;话说回来,热浪岛上可真休闲啊...没事做时,就在那儿打牌,潜水,及睡觉(这我最常做).而且睡在吊床上,看着迎面吹来的海风,以及美得另人感到格外舒服,什么烦恼都没有.在那其间,我感到一点点遗憾的是...自己常常跑去睡觉...若能够多点时间陪他们,不知多好..毕竟日后都许各奔东西,相聚机会可能很有限,但也懂自己啦..想睡时...真的很懒的..呵呵...看着我发唠叨那么久..休息一阵(但我没Kit Kat所以)...来张照片吧..看看热浪岛诱人的独特风景及我们那可爱的背影. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340197048264260018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/Shww6_xhebI/AAAAAAAAABw/4ZQyDfOvplc/s320/photo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340193891035130578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/ShwuDOLcKtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/QfIIbVl-TjA/s320/DSC-0522.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若你问我在热浪最难忘的是什么..我可告诉你的,不是那些好玩的日子.而是最后一天,真正体会到那不舍的感觉是如何的.是多么难忘.那天走LONGBEACH,逛PASAR PAYANG,去喝ICE BLEND,有说有笑的,心里多少都会有些不舍.这一天的行程,为我们这一星期生活在一起的点点滴滴,做了一个最好的总结,也把我们的旅程推上了最高峰(至少我是这么认为),这一天,为我们的友情划上了一个逗号,表示说这只是开始,这一切还未结束,因为还有未来在等着,期望那一天的到来! (戏都有做啦…好戏当然要拍续集,对不对?要不然哪来那么多套JAMES BOND). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们在热浪岛上,还帮JOANNE庆祝了生日呢...真的好酷..她肯定很难忘吧...听说她最近还在热恋呢..=P 其实在这里的那星期,大家玩得都好愉快...有一起去河边浸PRAWNSPA的..有去RIVER HIKING的…还有在一起看流星的(虽然我没看到)..还有互说心事的..真愉快..最想的睡着看星星(我觉得若是没有LONG BEACH的灯,星星会更亮).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在这里结识的好友,都很有性格啊!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由于这次有5个COURSEMATE跟我一起参与这热浪之旅,所以我只说其他六个参与的好友咯.&lt;br /&gt;像HYPER , 别看他斯斯文文,跳起来比六岁小孩更活泼..更可爱的是,他扮娘的技巧跟DINO有得FIGHT呢,这下可遇到劲敌了! 还有还有我们的好医生,YS , 说起他呢..还真可爱..总觉得他有种热诚...但脑子想的都...-_-...还很会酸人呢..还有还有当然少不了KC….他啊..可真少说话..有时看到他在那儿自己玩牌,怪凄凉的,但和他谈起话来,还蛮自在的,真的比我还健谈..但总觉得他可以很享受一个人在那儿做自己的东西,蛮羡慕的...还有还有KS...DINO说他笑容虚伪,我觉得很迷人啊..要是我是女生的话也可能被他骗了,只可惜没有表妹介绍给他咯,对不起啊KS =P ...要他的CONTACT就来找我吧! 说起KS,就觉得他很会照顾人..而且为人也很有责任感,在这里,其实我这样说很不公平..因为事实是,那里全部人都相当有责任感啊!在这里,也看得出其实KS和KC很喜欢拍照喔(女生都喜欢会拍照的男生吧,有空我也要学!).当然,别忘了这次还有两个美女呢!(美女有四个,另外两个是COURSEMATE,所以暂且不提=P) .日贝卡,是我们的组长,她啊..可说是很好的领导者啊,也是年龄最...(我是最年轻的..所以...不需多写咯).. 她还真奇怪,女生都要白..她偏偏要黑,不知会把JY气得怎样...呵呵...还有还有...就是VALLERIE...她啊...-_- 既然发现我没NITE PATROL,还把那件事写进去..哈哈,但我没生气啊…告诉你,她动作超可爱的…人还真的超随和,也很合群…队里若少了她的声音,可真少了很多乐趣呢..因为她最好欺负! 听说她和很多男生有着暧昧关系呢=P...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340195149734722834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/ShwvMfMzvRI/AAAAAAAAABY/hvQyCFDih-0/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再过几天,两位朋友将会离开PENANG去KAMPAR了...真的会好想他们,日后相聚的日子..又变少了...人总要往前看吧..以前我们经历过的...对我来说,可真是美好啊.那一起去玩的日子...真的...不知何时还会有那样的感受. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总觉得,有些日子再美,也只不过是回忆. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那...回忆里...有着的感情...难道...就不能挽回那段关系吗..哪怕只是一点点,或再多一下?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能...只不过是回忆...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自己…终究没努力尝试…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-711631299533781519?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/711631299533781519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=711631299533781519' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/711631299533781519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/711631299533781519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_25.html' title='热浪之旅'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/Shwv1VfX-jI/AAAAAAAAABg/VGoIIL_r4Ik/s72-c/KS0260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-6529139005110154139</id><published>2009-05-18T18:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:49:41.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>最好的回复?</title><content type='html'>偶然的相遇,可保存的..惟有那段回忆.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是的,相识已过了一年.这一年里,心底隐藏的思念,是那么的实在.回过头来,仿佛一切就在昨天.模糊的..是一段关系,至少,这是我的感觉. 好久没上来写博客了,善于"拖工"的自己,只想好好的休息.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在另一端的博客..写着的,有她的问候,但自己深知...她期盼的,却是一段回复.其实,自己真的不懂要如何去写...逃避,是自己选择的一种方法. 但...回复的另一端,可换来的,却是她的美满与幸福.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而...祝福,可能是一份最好的礼物. 我会尝试接受...散发自内心最美好的真诚,来期盼着您幸福的未来.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-6529139005110154139?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/6529139005110154139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=6529139005110154139' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/6529139005110154139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/6529139005110154139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='最好的回复?'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-8299776823149936044</id><published>2009-03-30T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:04:14.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>平淡里的简单</title><content type='html'>不知不觉，已到了一个学期的尾声，这也意味着，距离归家的距离越来越近了。对于一个超想家的人来说。。是个天大的喜讯呢！在这里，。。真的好压力。总感觉在自我管理方面做得比别人差。。。所以有时行动会异常的怪。那没法释怀的情绪，加上那想家之心。。不会很好受&gt;.&lt;。有时甚至会羡慕朋友们有勇气，时常回家。想回家，但给不到自己一个归家的理由。。想念朋友友，但总感觉那电话突然会很重，重得拿不起。这时，只好看着在MSN里上网的朋友傻笑了。。。(不要觉得太奇怪。。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真希望会有一个休息的时期。让自己可以有机会享受生活，虽然自己深知，一个会珍惜的人在每分每秒都在享受着，因为他们懂得珍惜生命，懂得感恩，更懂得怎么去爱。自己在这方面还需努力。但有时，自己真的很开心，因为可得到信任，去负责一个活动。这真的是自己意想不到的，因为自己就是那么的普通。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时也会想着，放学后，可到池塘边散步。。。看日落。。然后走回宿舍，吃那不会太丰盛，但却那么美味的晚餐，坐在沙发与朋友谈天。。就这样不知不觉睡着了。这样子。。平平淡淡的，不是很好吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-8299776823149936044?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/8299776823149936044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=8299776823149936044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8299776823149936044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/8299776823149936044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_30.html' title='平淡里的简单'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-4809391647158801592</id><published>2009-03-20T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:31:27.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>雨天里的思念</title><content type='html'>细小的雨点，滑落在那怎么也关不上的玻璃窗，这时，身边是那么的寂静。这安宁，平静的感觉，也有好一阵子没享受了。今天，是呈交BUSINESS PLAN 的第二天了。那一晚，曾答应自己，写完后，就可以松一口气，开开心心写博客了。但，身体真的支持不住，若当时写的话，可能只会写一个字。。“累”。。实话说，早上5点才睡的感觉。。真不好受。。头晕晕的，但总要支持下去。当一切都过去了，以为会给自己一个充足的睡眠，谁知贪玩的个性又来了。不知好气还是好笑。。 直到现在，才可感到自己慢慢的精神起来。。。前几天，那精神上的压力，真的很绷紧。。连自己都能感觉到，自己似乎已失去了笑容。。。整脸的忧愁。。肯定带给不少人些许的不愉快吧。。连走路，都能感觉到自己的心跳。。持久下去。。不知会怎样了。。这Project总算赶完。。说实话，自己并不是很满意。。因为。。自己还未尽全力，里边还有许多发挥的空间。”蝙蝠之眼”。。蕴藏着无限的潜能，机会。若能实行。。更是帮到无数的人。这点，我深信，也是我坚持的原因。它给予许多人一中希望，展现生命的火花。有时候，我总是会歇气，若在做好一点，“蝙蝠之眼”定能展开它的生命。但，我们总算在最后关头尽了力，也尝试了，如今，就要看故事怎么延续下去了。这过程，真的很艰辛，与朋友意见上的不和。。总让我觉得很难合作下去，但为了大局，我们都会在吵架之后，安定下来，继续讨论，这当中，当然伤了和气，可能日后预见，会有种距离，但没办法，我们确实少了些许默契。可能是沟通上的问题吧，我们做出来的，都不是大家想要的，而且每当做好后，队员都不收货，然后自己就会埋怨说，为何不早说。这样，大家又会吵了一阵。但很庆幸，我们总算把它完成了。其实，我们都知道，这过程中真的很累。人累了，脾气可能也会随之而来。有时候，真的不能怪啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这天，刚和朋友们聊了一个钟头有余。聊的，但然少不了自己喜欢听的“谁谁谁。。跟谁谁谁”。。就那样几乎全部给我们爆了出来讲。真好笑，有时候自己也 蛮 8的。。但聊起来，好像还蛮开心，越说越开心的那种。（我真的那样8吗 / _ \）自己还一时不小心，似乎伤了一个朋友的心，想当初，自己也有份支持他的，但现在反过来说他。。朋友啊，若你看到这段话，那表示我在跟你道歉了喔。其实他条件那么好，何须急于一时。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说着说着，还不小心告诉了他们自己会在雨天想念你。还说了一些关于我们的事，=（  。。平时都尽量少提了，免得自己又对着照片伤心，但。。。。说真的，好久没听到你的消息了。。你过得还好吗。。我们上回通话的时间。。好像是在我的生日吧。。这真的是我收到最好的礼物呢。。你的近况。。我都只能悄悄地与朋友那里拿。。为何自己那么不争气，不能勇敢的问你呢，难道就如像“勇气”里说唱的“爱真的需要勇气”一样。。。多两个月，就是我们相识一年了，不知假期里，是否能够偶然遇见你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（P/S ：朋友说我感性。。。会吗。。。。不会吧。。）&lt;br /&gt;(pp/s : 迟了一星期才放上去的文章。。博客在宿舍真的很难上。。)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-4809391647158801592?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/4809391647158801592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=4809391647158801592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/4809391647158801592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/4809391647158801592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_20.html' title='雨天里的思念'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-6419670574659506901</id><published>2009-03-09T14:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:31:51.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>懂我</title><content type='html'>3月7日09年 11.30夜晚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听着厉娜的《懂我》，时间仿佛回到未进大学的情景。那时的时间就好像留水般，一直流失着，每天起床，第一件做的事是待在电脑前，看着春秋Q传。这样，就一整天了。有时觉得这样的日子会闷到透，但有时会很享受。厉娜的《懂我》，虽为春秋Q传的主题，但所描诉的，却是自己的一种期望。。真有意思。。进大学后，一直忙着，并没时间听自己想听的音乐。有时，躺在床上，听一下音乐，也会是最好的享受呢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（P/S ：很多人说，起床第一件事是睁开眼睛，但，我通常都是走到电脑前。。再睁开眼睛的=P）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-6419670574659506901?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/6419670574659506901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=6419670574659506901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/6419670574659506901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/6419670574659506901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_09.html' title='懂我'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-3403677399976228119</id><published>2009-03-09T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:05:13.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>难以释怀</title><content type='html'>3月7日09年   10.03晚上 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假期，确实是让游子回家的好机会。一直都很任性的我，很难想象到，原来回家也可以有那么多顾虑。背着些许的伤感，一直告诉着自己，不久前已经回了啊。。别这样子。。。这可能只是一阵子的安慰。过了不久。。感觉始终会回来，然后就不管它了。自己有试过去跑步，去运动。。转移自己的主意力，累了，就不会想那么多。但，醒来时。。偶尔会发觉原来自己还在这儿。回想从前，跟一位朋友通电话时，他说。。想快快离开槟城。。去外面享受生活。。但。。到头来。。也发现他的博客里，写得并不是自己有多快乐，而是对于家乡的思念。我在想，有时候，一些东西。。真的需要体会到才能珍惜。。自己还不是一样，曾经有这样的想法。&lt;br /&gt;大了，才懂得原来人生有那么多东西要顾虑。以前，那想做就做的行为。。虽然是有点任性，但总觉得很自在。虽说，顾虑太多始终不是好事，但。。人往往为了生存。。真的需要有所顾虑吧。。嗯，就是那么矛盾。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;距离递交Business Plan 的距离。。只有少过七天了，那压力的逼近。。真的很辛苦。可能这是写博客的原东力吧。还记得前几天，为了Kenegaraan功课，半夜3点醒起来做assignment，刺激之余还有点兴奋。。然后还得赶完SAK assignment。总算能够赶完，之后的一星期，可能真的是最难走的了。不知自己，是否还有勇气走下去。但怎样都好，路。。一定要走。。人总需要面对。&lt;br /&gt;今天下午，在门外看着那黄昏后的情景。那风景在美，也比不上那家的温暖。看着外州的风景，期待着的却是回家的机会，那种心情。。是怎佯的呢。。真的搞不懂。有时候，躺在床上，会在想着回家后要做什么，这渐渐也成为了一种享受。不知现在已在槟城的朋友，他们会在做什么呢。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这几天，尝试着让自己过得更快乐。。希望自己能够做到吧。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（p/s : 看着这文章的朋友，其实我很乐观的。。=P）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-3403677399976228119?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/3403677399976228119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=3403677399976228119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/3403677399976228119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/3403677399976228119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='难以释怀'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-401528698554732590</id><published>2009-02-22T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:50:29.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>回到槟城,一切都这么新..刚建的阳光市场,对自己来说是那么陌生.到外州读书几个月,一瞬间家乡变了那么多.楼下的商业屋..又增开了几家店..回来做Project,只是给自己的安慰...其实不想让别人知道自己想家...这回家的勇气,来得不简单...虽然只有那几天..可能到最后不会有预期的满足感..不过,若是能把握当下的平静与喜悦,对自己来说..是个最好的礼物了..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚..可说是这几星期以来最开心的...回到槟城,既然可以看到这么多朋友.还可得知原来这么多朋友也同时间回来..感觉真好.虽然有一个是故意因为Dota比赛回来..但也不要紧啦..总算有回.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;久久一次的归来..真难得啊..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-401528698554732590?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/401528698554732590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=401528698554732590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/401528698554732590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/401528698554732590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-7821535735633524064</id><published>2009-02-18T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:32:21.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>压逼</title><content type='html'>星期三的黄昏，走着的那段路显得格外冷清。以往的平静似乎已被那悲哀的心情遮盖了。自以为一切都可以应付的想法似乎变得越来越远了。感觉到，一些东西一直压逼着自己，那样的重，那样的喘不过气来。这次，感觉不同往常了。这些东西是flexible。。这句话，也挥不起作用了。昨夜噩梦的警醒，至今也无法释怀自己。对于一直想回去的心，这次却不一样了。以前的返回，是自在的，是快乐的，是无忧无虑的。这次呢。。。是繁重的。背回来的，只有更多。。更多。。。向往自由的片刻，只不过是种自我的安慰。要面对的。。始终需要面对。要来的。。始终要来。队友的不和，失去的信任，以及团队所缺的妥协。。似乎锤着我胸口。。一拳接一拳。。这时还可感觉到阵阵的剧痛。想不到。。当时自认是坚韧的友情尽会被责任及名利弄垮了。。真的那么脆弱。。我不信。。。更悲哀的是。。看到朋友沉醉在爱河当中，把所背负着的责任给忘掉。。看在眼里。。是多么的伤。但。。作为朋友。。我却帮不上什么。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友期望的成功。。敌军那自恃过高的心态。。对于我。。是种包袱。。是种压逼。。。平身最讨厌朋友被别人看不起，这次的我。。不会坐视不理。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-311027956100140721</id><published>2009-02-14T11:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:50:16.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回忆的痕迹</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;听着Final Fantasy 8 的 Balamb Garden, 回想起以前那段美好的同年。但，思绪好像被Mid的关门声给打断了（其实自己有种习惯，喜欢听不同的开门，关门及脚步声,因为每个人都有不同的声音，也意味着不同的过去，形成不同的自己；不同的脚印，不同的路，给不同的人）。重复的歌声，仿佛又把我带到了回忆里，这回忆的痕迹果真改得没错。。自己果然是活在回忆的当中。。人们都说，活在回忆里是最痛苦的。我可不这么觉得。回忆，提醒着自己要往前走，要怎么去珍惜。因为，回忆。。一生只有一次。你可以不想它，但你没法离开它。回忆是每个人的。它总会活在你人生当中。歌曲停留在Eyes On Me ，自己仿佛又回到了自己的童年。小学当儿，自己总是喜欢与朋友聚在一起，讨论游戏是怎么玩。不可否认，其实，自己并不是一个很会玩游戏的人，为了与朋友产生共鸣，必须继续玩下去。记得当时，自己是那么的依赖，就连过马路都不敢，朋友们只好在马路的另一段为我打气。故事的最后，始终没过到马路的另一段。从小就是那样子，傻乎乎的。。但总觉得，自己都是那样子。不以为然，至今那条马路毕竟已过了许多次，但与我走的。。却不是同一群人。。在那段路的一端，站着不同的人，面对着的。。还是同样的自己。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到现实，刚从Festik Rehearsal 回来，停顿着的博客也展开了脚步。。一字一字的往前走，像人生，像旅程。对于自己来说，现在本应读好自己的书，但还是想继续那未完成的思绪。不可停，不要停。。停了就没了，就这样告诉着自己。过了十二点，情人节到了。。在这当儿，脑袋还是想着另一端的她。这夜声的景色再美，也无法牵引着那颗返回的心。只想悄悄地，停留在她的身边。此时，心里想着，从前的你为何会变成现在的她呢？这答案，不想知道。自己会不自禁的跑到油站去，因为那里有着我们的回忆。此时，油的痕迹是没了，但回忆的痕迹呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-311027956100140721?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/311027956100140721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=311027956100140721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/311027956100140721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/311027956100140721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_14.html' title='回忆的痕迹'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-5297152439989802034</id><published>2009-02-08T09:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:05:14.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>放任</title><content type='html'>这几天，感觉自己又在乱花钱了，既然吃着3.40 的午餐。。去到Mines又忍不住吃了本来不舍得吃的晚餐。虽网球拍是必要的，但总觉得不是现在应该买的。3天存来的钱也拿去给洗衣机了。哎哟这下怎办？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不可在放任自己了。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-5297152439989802034?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/5297152439989802034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=5297152439989802034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/5297152439989802034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/5297152439989802034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_4227.html' title='放任'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-1381951400695213640</id><published>2009-02-08T09:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T09:47:03.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>向往。休息</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;2009 年 2月 7日       星期六     晴   17:20 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个轻松的周末，并不是因为没功课，只是想多放自己一些。写博客，并非本来想做的事。听着李圣杰的很想说。。突然有股冲动。。想把自己心情写下。难道就如歌里所说的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;笑容没了。。距离有了 。。快乐也走了 。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天得到了你的祝贺。。你的关怀。。以及你那一通20分钟的电话。。真的让我很感动。虽然电话另一边的你语气是快乐的。但总觉得我们彼此少了些什么。听到你的电话。。始终是我预想不到的。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在这忙碌的这几天，我没停顿过。但。。总觉得这些都来得很突然。我只想。。快快乐乐的过大学生活。。。。不知怎样。。自己好像做不到。。总在压力里透不过气。。真的好想休息。。现在。。好想睡在那儿。。听一听周杰伦的晴天。。什么也不想。。只想着要怎么能令你开心。可能吧。。写完博课后会向朋友借那首歌来听。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你。。。给的一切&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-1381951400695213640?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/1381951400695213640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=1381951400695213640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/1381951400695213640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/1381951400695213640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_08.html' title='向往。休息'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-3054812866841599475</id><published>2009-02-01T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:38:55.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>鞋子</title><content type='html'>“鞋子那么旧了还不要换....”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妈妈说的这句话，使在看戏的我醒了过来。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来。。自己。。是那么的不懂事。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这次。。我知错了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-3054812866841599475?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/3054812866841599475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=3054812866841599475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/3054812866841599475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/3054812866841599475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='鞋子'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-1326269820807486707</id><published>2009-01-31T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:22:20.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>见面了~!</title><content type='html'>今天终于能和美珍香的朋友出去了..大家真的不能估计到我是多高兴(高兴到很高兴的那种)..虽然我看起来很冷漠..但其实真的很热情的=P (是真的!).我看到他们...真的高兴得说不出口.但与他们的时间就只有那一小时半.对于两年没见的朋友..是那么的少啊..在red box里..我们只顾着唱歌,根本没时间谈天..不知zhia lin 和 Victor 在台湾过得好吗..真的很想听听他们说什么.很可惜,今天没有这机会..但见到他们..其实内心里已经高兴万分...很期待我们下次的相遇..会是如何..一年一次的约会,对与我们...是有那么多的意义...美珍香的那份友情..真的是用我们的真城...汗水已及众多考验换回来的..一个月....我们在一起打拼命..是那么的真实.回想起来..那年我们一起工作的日子..其实很辛苦...但我们都在一起..互相扶持..最后还可以坚持下去=) (最后几天我是抱病硬拼的呢!) ... 那种情景..到现在我还能记在心呢..还有还有..每一天,我们放工后都会在咖啡店喝咖啡..讲supervisor坏话,真的很enjoy啊,自从上中六..就没有这机会了..因为大家那时都为学业忙啊..尤其Victor和国忠,他们要办升学的事...肯定很忙了...=) ...想起来..真的忍不住笑了呢..好了啦..就写到这儿...我们要一起加油!! 为我们的前途努力!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-1326269820807486707?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/1326269820807486707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=1326269820807486707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/1326269820807486707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/1326269820807486707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_9639.html' title='见面了~!'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-5963912316972247231</id><published>2009-01-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:21:54.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>假日....</title><content type='html'>听听张韶涵的歌声&lt;br /&gt;躺在那熟悉的床上&lt;br /&gt;望着陈旧的天花板&lt;br /&gt;隐约听见楼下的车声&lt;br /&gt;心里默默的想着...&lt;br /&gt;回去大学的时间又到了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是的...&lt;br /&gt;期待已久的假期...已经差不多完了&lt;br /&gt;好想....多待一回&lt;br /&gt;好想....多点坐在沙发上&lt;br /&gt;看那我已看过的连续剧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早上被妈妈吵醒的感觉&lt;br /&gt;是那么的好&lt;br /&gt;爸爸时不时与我开玩笑&lt;br /&gt;他脸上是多么的可爱&lt;br /&gt;这一星期..我都体验过了&lt;br /&gt;但...只想多待一些&lt;br /&gt;待在床上&lt;br /&gt;什么也不做&lt;br /&gt;什么也不管&lt;br /&gt;在那里想着很多东西&lt;br /&gt;很多回亿&lt;br /&gt;是那么的甜美&lt;br /&gt;那么的感人&lt;br /&gt;能说的..只有舒服=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-5963912316972247231?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/5963912316972247231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=5963912316972247231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/5963912316972247231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/5963912316972247231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_30.html' title='假日....'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-6297407468160225204</id><published>2009-01-17T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:53:25.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Go MK !</title><content type='html'>I want to dedicate this blog to my  cute yet lovely friends. Its been a while since i was typing in chinese. Well, its really my mother language but I really want to share my experience with my other friends who don't know chinese. I really wanna share with em a lot. Things got different since I went to UPM. In Chung Ling, my secondary school that I am so proud of, I used to speak in chinese. Its been a cultural shock for me here in UPM as almost everyone speaks good english here. Things really get a lot better though, I get to know a lot of good friends here that I am so proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been really a busy week for me. Everything here is so pack. Theres a lot of things that I have to take care of...although I really enjoy some peaceful life...reading books...on9-ing(which I enjoy a lot during sem1) ... and playing games. I have to worry bout PAP(Pesta Ang Pao) preparation days and nights... running here and there to kutip wang from my members...and my life is even packed when I realized that I was also in charge of South City Plaza exhibition. So... my life is just meeting ...meeting ...and meeting. Well...to tell u the truth... I dun enjoy the meeting at all .. in my opinion ...meeting in PAP is just wasting time. They are just doing things that is not productive at all. And yet one meeting goes after another...with no decision taken by the leader. Well.. i know i m not good at leading and I always follow instruction..but being a leader.. you have to take a good decision to boost up the morale of your team members. I understand that you want to make it democratic.. but if there is no suggestion provided by your members.. then something has to be done..not just meeting okay! I feel commited joining PAP solely because I think that its my responsibility as a chinese to introduce my culture to all my surrounding friends to unite among ourselves especially our country where a lot of us comes from different background. By getting us to know the culture of each other, then we can actually strengthen the bond among ourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another thing that I want to share is that ... Finally !!! I have the chance to serve my faculty. I am so happy that i was elected as one of the committee member of Veternak. Its really an opportunity for us to serve our faculty. In fact, its really enjoying to help our DVM seniors in accomplishing their tasks. They are really strong and tough.. getting all the activities done with great success. I really admire them... and I really proud of myself being a member of Faculty of Veterinary Medicine. I hope to learn more from them. I understand that the future might be tough but I am really willing to take any challenges by trying my best in organizing the activity for our Faculty. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for tonight, I just went back from a dinner by Veternak and Zoologico. Its actually a wonderful dinner to show our gratitude towars what our seniors had done. Its really very nice. The games were really fantastic. Our seniors are so sporting ..yea... and we also have to thank both Eric for doing such a wonderful job ..They are indeed..a great facilitator and leader. =P .. I also enjoy taking photos with all my wonderful coursemates and seniors .. what a wonderful night.. Well, thats all for the tiring night... back to study  =)  ...byeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-6297407468160225204?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/6297407468160225204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113366408537168877&amp;postID=6297407468160225204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/6297407468160225204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113366408537168877/posts/default/6297407468160225204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-go-mk.html' title='Go Go MK !'/><author><name>Mun Keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173999711965189553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-9067472504924724395</id><published>2009-01-15T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:23:54.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不曾忘记</title><content type='html'>刚从电脑室回来的我，其实真的很疲惫。。8小时的课。。已把倦累灌输到了我的全身。。留下来的体力，已成为了这博客里的文字。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天，提起了勇气。。上到了我们的博客。。心里只期待着看到您留下的痕迹。但不知何时，心里有股冲动。。想看看你是否也像我那样。。偷偷开了另一个博客。。可能是否缘分的作弄吧。。让我无意中发觉了您的感言。。。琳，你知道吗。。我真的很惊讶。。真的没想到您会像我那样。。把心里想说的都写到另一个空间的。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记得你那里曾写下这么的一句&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;男生嘛，爱就要勇敢地爱，这样才有男子气概！&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;勇气，是那样的重要。。很后悔当初没把你好好的握紧。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;嗯。。。曾经有人说要带我去海边，我想他已经忘了吧。。。 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是你写下的一段字。。看到这里时，眼下一切似乎已停顿了。。时间回到了过去。。脑海里瞬间浮现出那段曾为你许下了承诺的场景。。不管你博客里写的是不是我。。我只想说。。我从没忘记过你。。忘记那段回忆，那段承诺。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经看到一个博客上的这么一句话。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;如果你是我眼中的一滴泪，那我永远都不会哭泣，因为我怕失去你 .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但。。这一切都不重要了。。因为此时此刻。。我已应该学会放弃了。。可能，有种爱，是需要学会放弃吧。。懂得这一切无法挽回时，心是酸的。。此时的我，只希望从朋友口中，得知你是幸福的，那已足够了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的名言里。。说着。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;你要找到王子，就要亲吻很多很多只的青蛙；同样的，你要找到公主，就要变成很多很多次的青蛙！&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望在你脑海里，曾经有这么一只青蛙的出现吧。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s： 打算公开的博客。。意味着一个过去与另一个开始。博客里的一切。。很希望能够与&lt;br /&gt;朋友们一快儿 分享。 让我们一起来祈祷。。时间的过去将为我们带来一段段真挚的友情吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-9067472504924724395?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-3158129731085582909</id><published>2009-01-12T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:22:17.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>二章 ， 待续。。。</title><content type='html'>如往常一样。。时间过得好快，转眼间就开学了，而且已迈入学期二的第三星期。很不可思议的，我又上到我们一起建立的博客了。这次我没流泪。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在这里我真的感到适应多了。随着时间的流逝，发现自己越来越喜欢兽医系了。在这里的生活感到很充实。房间里又多一个人了。。是个Kadazan人。。他人还蛮好的。。时常泡茶给我和喝呢。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自从认识你以后，我就开始喜欢爬山了。。爬山感觉真不一样。。我很喜欢那种在上面看人家谈天的情形，感觉很温馨。 更渴望的是。。有天能在这山顶上重遇你。。坐着到天黑。。看星星。。 还记得吗。。。我曾经答应你。。要带你到海边。。对不起，我做不到。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在上个semester break, 我真的体验了许多事情。在这短短的七个星期，我学会了很多。。。也有很多机会接触到一群coursemate.其实我觉得她们真的很厉害，对于很多东西都抱着一种热诚。。反而是我，对于身边事物都默默不理。。这点我真的很想改。。短短的3个星期practical 就能让我体验到如此多。先说SPCA，我真的很想要领养那群可爱的狗。。它们的生命不该如此短暂。难道只有名狗才值得让人们赏识吗？其实SPCA里有很多狗。。都是非常忠心的。。为何人们就不能花点时间来关怀它们呢。。。人类从来只懂得为自己着想。。难道身边的生命就不重要吗？到了Taiping的zoo过后。。我真的很同情里面的动物。我觉得，每个动物应该有自己的空间。。它们都有属于自己的家园。。看到它们被关在笼子里。。我自己真的不好受。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在说回我自己吧。。不懂几时开始。。我变了。。这种改变的起因是什么。。真的不知道。有时候即使想跟人家聊多点。。也没这么一个勇气。其实真的很想认识更多朋友。。但真的很怕受伤害。。从不希望我的圈子就是那么小。。希望可以认识到更多人。。。曾经一个好朋友这样的告诉过我 。。“文强，你不懂得如何付出” 。这句话其实来得很伤。。因为是出自我一个很要好的朋友。。一个曾经为了我而必须负上一个不好的回忆的良伴。但我想说。。其实我真的很愿意为身边的朋友付出的。。不过。。我真的不懂如何。。真的。。。想起来，当年那段一起聚集的日子。。真的是很难忘。如今，我们大家都各聚一方。。很久很久没一起出来了。来到UPM，我才参与到更多朋友。他们真的很不一样，有的很有才华，领导能力，有的热爱旅行。。有的真的是很热于助人。。=P。。当然也少不了我一群可爱的housemate。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在远处的我。。其实与你的距离只有380公里。。曾经我们的心是那样的近。。眼里所看到的一切都可浮现你的名字，你的笑容。。一切都是那样的美好。。那样的理所当然。。。 但现在，这380公里似乎已为我们的感情划上了一个句号。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;付出，曾经是我们之间的良药，但如今。。已成了我服不下的解药。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-3158129731085582909?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F3vN4Aerzf4/SY5McwxPz-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wn5a0QnjytA/S220/DSC03045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113366408537168877.post-6014104003079530497</id><published>2008-11-21T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:26:04.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第一章　（完）</title><content type='html'>第一个Sem终于过完了. 眼看当下的心情是多么的愉快,就知道在UPM的日子是那么的难熬.但说实在..在那里确实有开心的日子,尤其是与众多同学一起聚会时的快乐.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但时光总是不留人,不知不觉已经历过那么多的考试...UPM真的是出名考试啊..一个接一个..都没停过..但想到当时考完的那一刻...那归心似箭的心..仿佛还历历在目.但总要出席一个领导营,那是一个兽医系的营.不过啊..那次的露营让我体会到了许多....让自己知道本身是多么的不善于交际,但这并不意味着我不喜欢与同学在一起啊..只不过...有时我也搞不懂到底怎么回事..可能是自己已慢慢的建立起一门厚厚的墙...与朋友之间总觉得有个gap在那里.其实我真的很想打破这道墙,能够在这五年之间建立起毕生难忘的友情,但我明白自己还是有许多不足的地方,只盼日后能够自我提升,为自己创造幸福的奇迹.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想想看,朋友也说我像宅男,虽然我真的介意..但毕竟无风不起浪..可能吧..但我深信自己一定能够更活跃的.我已拟定了下个学期要参与的活动了..呵呵,快吧..我将参与中华十大小组之一,武术团...为什么呢...因为啊..我以前就是在钟中少林团长大的孩子啊..也只不过是参回自己喜欢的团体吧了..还有一个原因啦..因为父亲与叔叔介懂武术,少年时也有习武..身为他们的后代..又怎能偷懒呢..其实还得承认..我小时确实是怎天偷懒的&gt;.&lt;  .现在身在槟城..时不时都会想起coursemate...他们真的是太棒了..每个人都有独特的个性..而且也有具备着各种领袖的风范..真不可思议啊.. 啊..对了..这个星期我的coursemate来到了槟城..可能我不善于做导游吧..每次出去都闷到他们..所以他们都躲在家里不出来..-_-.. 我觉得真的很浪费呢..希望国仁快点回来..带他们去多点好玩的地方,可别闷坏他们啊..想到这里..真的是为自己的不足而感到难过....但..我是打不死的小强啊...难过二分钟后..又可以在DOTA PAWN 人了..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天啊...我终于能够与好友...欲汉和文辉一起去爬山了..好愉快...跟他们在一起就是有那种无忧无虑的感觉..很自在,只怪自己以前不懂得珍惜..但还好啦..日后会有更多时间相聚..你们也要加油啊..爬完山后我们在一起去玩DOTA..一决高下如何? =P   ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在UPM的日子里...我曾经想过...自己是否真的喜欢与适合当一个兽医...其实我知道..自己本身是很喜欢药剂系..但是兽医是一名医生啊....可能是我一直都被名利左右吧..但我没得选啊..身逢这个世上..若没有名利..又怎样带给家人更好的将来...我都需要这些..并不是因为贪图荣华富贵..而是我必须给予家人一个更好的环境..让父母能够快乐的活下去.其实自己也尝试想过要读医学系..但我深怕自己会面对许多压力..结果还是放下了..最终只能选择一个环境最允许而不会让家庭有太多负担的科系了.但话虽如此,我选读兽医系并非因为一时冲动..放心啦..我会好好的充实自己..成为一个有医德的兽医=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;你是否知道在UPM里,每一个黄昏都会让我想起你.从窗口看出去的那一片黄昏,都会让我想起与你曾经共度的日子..活在回忆当中的我..时常会想起那段..你等着我放工后..一起走出门外的情景,当时也有着那片美丽的黄昏...不管housemate说我怎么宅男都好..我都不介意,因为我不想失去与你联系的机会,看着那遥远的天空...想象着在远方的你,是否也和我一样过得如此的好...在UPM里..我每一天都会倒数假期的到来..期待着与你相聚的日子..陪你一起看着那片有着我们回忆的海洋..踏着每一块曾遗留下我们脚印的石头..在槟城的海滩上述说我们在大学所发生的事...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记得认识你不久的那一天,天空突然下起了一场大雨...顿时我就在想起当时你是否有带雨伞..心里总是担心你会不会病倒..但第二天还看到你健健康康的时候..内心真的充满着喜悦..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在UPM里...我真的变的另一个人了..这我都不曾对你说..因为怕你会责备自己..在那里,我发觉我找不到自己,仿佛自己真的不懂到底在做什么,我曾经答应过自己...会为了你而充实的活着每一天,请原谅我,我并做不到...在那里,我发觉自己真的迷失了,我并不会像以前那样对于身边的事物特别好奇..我也必须向我的COURSEMATE们说声对不起....我真的很希望和他们融在一起..但没有你在身边..我做不到..我失去了对于身边朋友的热诚...但我答应你...我会改的,我希望自己能够做个能让你依靠的港湾..我会学习..真的......请你给我多点时间................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;琳......你还记得我们一起常去的海边吗..偷偷的告诉你...其实我每次都会刻意经过那边的....你还记得吗.....以前我们一起偷懒..跑到Dell Cafeteria High Tea 的情景吗.....老实告诉你..这一次放假的时候..我偷偷的跑进了那里...在Cafeteria 里吃着我们以前吃过的waffle..与喝着我常喝的teh tarik ...顿时我就想起了以前...我在做工时...常常等着你约我吃饭的情形...你知道吗...其实那些时候...我每天都希望你不会和Uei Ling 他们一起出去吃东西...而是到cafe 吃....我很傻吧......有几次我很想主动约你,但却怕被你拒绝...哎...没办法...谁叫你那么有魅力....呵呵.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想着,我来到了UPM已将近3个月了...在这三个月里...我不断对自己说...要增强自己的信心..改变自己的形象...提升自己...请你别怪我...我真的没这个勇气追求你....每一次和你的约会..我都是那么的紧张...那么的害怕...但同时也那么的喜悦. 害怕的是下一次是否有同样的机会..与你一起去那片海滩,害怕有人会把你夺走...毕竟你是那么的好....而我...却不出众...是那么的平凡...我常常问着自己...一个平凡的男生是否真的能够打动到活在城堡上的公主呢....我真的很怕会失去你...毕竟在USM里有很多条件比我好的男生在你身边徘徊...那时候我是否能那么的大方..把你放开呢...我好质疑.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你在Personal message 说:爱情由表白的那一刻开始.&lt;br /&gt;此时我问了自己,为何不向你表白,后来...我明白到...其实我一直都以距离做借口...其实...是我对自己没信心...不懂自己能否维持我们彼此之间的关系....但我不会选择放弃...因为你的存在是我的依赖....这时候,我彷徨了. 我搞不懂自己要做什么...这时,我真的很怕面对你....我知道自己真的很内向..请你原谅我,我真的很难克服这个弱点...但为了你,我会努力.....我答应你,将来会成为一个好的兽医,让你有着好的生活,让你不许那么辛苦做工.....能够快乐的享受生活..到时候...我能以一个较好的身份来追求你....我明白要你等待是一种自私...但你放心...我不会让你这么做...只要那时你能够找到真正属于你的幸福...我会祝福你..真的.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你曾经给我的这一切.....我会好好的珍惜与你的日子...不在乎未来我们是否能成为情侣....我只在意能否给予你当下的快乐与美满....&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;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113366408537168877-5320570955123456932?l=munkeong4you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkeong4you.blogspot.com/feeds/5320570955123456932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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