<?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-3073970672487375105</id><updated>2012-02-11T12:23:39.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Life With No Regrets</title><subtitle type='html'>A place where I share my sweet and bitter with my family and friends..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-2660434090094940811</id><published>2009-10-28T00:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T00:46:59.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Me</title><content type='html'>I've been full loaded with design project for the past few weeks. Basically, my mind was just full of stuffs from what to choose to design for major and minor equipment, how I can do that, how much I can explore deep into it, what are the reactions involve? kinetics? what are the optimum values? is it economical to do so, what if that happens? safety? HAZOP? how about the control? what kind of control needed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in the midst of business, my mind wanders.. Wander upon life, relationship and BGR stuff. I had my graduation photo this morning, together with other chemical engineering students who will be graduating at the time with me. Just realised that time passes so fast that you don't even realise it! Memories from foundation time with lots n lots of quadra session during classes, all the honeymoon year till now friends are just separating to different paths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church has been running on a 40-days of love campaign. Due to business, I can't keep on to the daily reading. However, been learning a lot even tho had just read 15 days.. *Shame* I promised myself that I'll learn again the whole thing after my exams. Learnt on some lessons on BGR, on how I actually failed during my past relationship. Failing to confront, failing to communicate what is in my mind, failing to persevere, failing to put it the highest goal, failing to act immediately and ended up with myself giving all things up. Come to think about it.. It's quite silly! How I wish time could just reverse back.. *Dreaming*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-2660434090094940811?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/2660434090094940811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=2660434090094940811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/2660434090094940811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/2660434090094940811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2009/10/current-me.html' title='Current Me'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-3497984085682390415</id><published>2008-05-26T11:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T12:51:14.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perth City of Revival</title><content type='html'>Wow.. One month exactly from the last date I blog. Today is Poly's birthday. Called him and had a good chat with him just now. Haven't been talking with him for quite some time coz not meeting him in uni. So a bit of catch up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to my purpose of blogging today. Well, I just want to share how awesome my God is.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a big day for God. Many people came to him for salvation and His presence is just so real for me. We had Ps Alejandro Arias Naranjo for our service. He is a young man of God and has been called by God at a very young age (8 years old) to preach the gospel of Christ in many countries around the world including Venezuela, Colombia, Mexico and Central America. He is also one of the top ten youngest pastor in the world. Hearing from my senior pastor, Ps. Patrick and Ps. Joyce that God has actually sent Ps Alejandro here for Zion Praise Harvest. But he found Zion Community church or sth like that, name with Zion as well. But not Zion Praise Harvest. Somehow, God has his eye on our church. So, we have a lot of prayer meetings going on to prepare ourselves for that special day of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UWA service was on saturday with Ps. Alejandro as well. My friends who went to the service, have told me that they saw people falling, people shouting, people crying, gold dust in people's hand. God is just there. I have seen people shouting, people crying, people falling back home in my church. But not gold dust! It just doesn't seem real when I haven't experience it myself. Coz there's really no such thing as magic in the world. But Sara said with God, nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here comes sunday. I was so excited to meet up with God, but at the mean time, I'm scared. I went to the church at 8.30 when is actually starts at 10.10am. We had prayer before the service. After the sermon, rows by rows went to the front of the stage, and everyone touched by Ps. Alejandro, just fell one after another. I can just see how God has worked through Ps. Alejandro. Holy Spirit just fell down on us. When it's my turn, I went down without fear, surrendering my whole self to God. I not sure whether Ps. Alejandro has touched me or not yet, but I just feel a strong... somehow I don't know how to describe that, and I just fell down. I know it's the holy spirit working on me. It's just too great. I was so weak at that particular time that I couldn't sit up myself. Because of the short time, we were quickly rushed to get up, so other people could get their turn since our church is so big with around 600 people turning up that day. I got gold dust in my hand. Pastor said it's the glory of God that has fallen upon us. I'm so joyful at that moment and I'll keep it good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, God also answered most the things in my prayer list that day. I wrote a prayer list of what I expect from God only for that Sunday, and He has answered all of them. Thank God for that. Also, miracles happen just right in front of me. People whose leg has been hurt and couldn't not climb the stairs, can just walk up directly right in front of us, after Ps. Alejandro prayed in public, not personally! But I believe my God is personal. He knows you by your name and He sees you. People whose back is hurt and can just bend down now! People who has hurt in their pain because of relationship, has seen light and no more pain for them. Wow!! Just right in front of me.. So amazing God! I see a generation, a wonderful church being moved in the spirit, changing, and seeing God. Knowing that HE is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the service ended, Ps. Alejandro prophesized that Perth will be the city of revival of God. He is going to come and build His kingdom here and it will be through Zion Praise Harvest. Then, he just touched my pastors, and they just fell! God is moving the people, the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note: If you want to know more about Ps. Alejandro, please visit &lt;a href="http://www.pastoralejandro.org/"&gt;http://www.pastoralejandro.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or my cell group blog &lt;a href="http://bittersweetsourspice.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://bittersweetsourspice.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-3497984085682390415?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/3497984085682390415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=3497984085682390415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/3497984085682390415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/3497984085682390415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2008/05/perth-city-of-revival.html' title='Perth City of Revival'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-1916188157728986721</id><published>2008-04-26T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:43:23.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Life</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that it has been a long time since I last blog. Many things have been happening around me.&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I am struggling now is that I feel that I am slowly get further apart from God. Maybe because of my surrounding, or I am real busy this semester, or I am just making excuse for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have not been constantly doing my quiet time these few weeks. For my fellowship, I am in a different cell group this semester. My group members are all so new to me, except Stella and Jon Jon. I don't stay back at church for fellowship every Sunday this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the worst thing could be I was always late for Sunday service as I am following my cousin's car to church. But I got to change! But how?&lt;br /&gt;1. Make myself spending time with God early in the morning&lt;br /&gt;2. Praying on my way to school.&lt;br /&gt;3. Being early to church by following cell member's car to church.&lt;br /&gt;4. Serving faithfully in church&lt;br /&gt;5. Stay back after church for fellowship for at least 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I am in-charge of refreshment this semester. Any brilliant ideas for the food? I have tried having dessert night, sushi night, tortillas night, Malaysian night, Indian night.. Erm.. What other easy and exciting theme I can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I have been hoping to lead worship in my cell group this semester. But Jon who in-charge of the worship has not been asking me to lead. I want to lead... Ill pray and I'll receive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-1916188157728986721?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/1916188157728986721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=1916188157728986721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1916188157728986721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1916188157728986721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2008/04/current-life.html' title='Current Life'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-4573545429260400558</id><published>2007-11-26T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T14:19:12.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a visitor or a member?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Sunday, as usual, I went to my home church. A funny thought came out in my mind. Was just thinking am I a visitor of my church in Labuan or am I a member?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime, when I go to church, I will fellowship around as what usual Christian does, but, at the end, I am just all alone. Just like my youth advisor, though I went to Youth for only two or three years out of my five years youth, I am not as close with her as my relationship with the other brothers and sisters in Perth and Miri. I just feel like I am all alone in this church. With lots of aunties and uncles looking at how I have grown from a little girl to who I am today, but my relationship with them is like just a 'touch-and-go' relationship. It's so different things here in Labuan compared to my church in other places. I enjoyed all the fellowship I have over there and enjoy serving the Lord together in different ministries. I have brother Kenin and sister Stella to grow together. Though we stumble at times, but we are there to encourage each other in our walk with Christ. But here in Labuan, I just don't enjoy the fellowship, or can be said I don't fellowship in Labuan. Some of the people here are so hypocrite and I just feel like escaping from church! But I know I can't coz that's my home church, my own Anglican church and that's the place where Christian gathers together and fellowship. But... but... I just don't want to fellowship in such a place and all I feel is lazy or so called not-in-the-mood to serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time when I just feel not going to church after this week, the sermon presented by Pastor Soo Jean entitled "Finishing well" reminds me of my walk with Christ. I should not have just given up in the middle of the walk, but continue with perseverance for God and be strong in grace. After reading the Purpose Driven Life written by Rick Warren also reminds me of how important for every Christans to get involved in the local church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are a few passages from the bible that I found encouraging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'You are members of God's very own family, citizens of God's country, and you belong in God's household with every other Christian.' Ephesians 2:19b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'You can develop a healthy, robust community that lives right with God and enjoy its results only if you do the hard work of getting along with each other, treating each other with dignity and honor' James 3:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from what I have read from the book, I don't find it much applicable in my church. Like for example, a church family will help keep you from backsliding. Yea, it applies only when Sabrina was in Labuan. Last year, out of 12 weeks, I guess I just went to church for 3 or 4 times, but no one cares. No one keep accountability of me for being there in church, just like what I have done to keep accountability of the other cell members to church every week. Not here in Labuan, no one cares whether you are there or not. I know it's not about you and the people around, is all about you and God, but I just don't feel like being appreciated here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't experience real fellowship in Labuan like what Rick Warren has written in his book.&lt;br /&gt;In real fellowship, people experience authenticity. I never have a heart-to-heart talk with the people there, neither do they share their hurts, reveal their feelings, confess their failures, disclose their doubts....Neither do I experience mutuality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 more Sundays to go. God, please grant me strength to pull through this 10 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-4573545429260400558?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/4573545429260400558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=4573545429260400558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4573545429260400558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4573545429260400558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/11/am-i-visitor-or-member.html' title='Am I a visitor or a member?'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-4532523969376665612</id><published>2007-11-06T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:33:40.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Part 1: On the Outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Name : Sheron&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth : 21 February 1987 - turning 21 next year.. So, you guys know what to do??&lt;br /&gt;Current Status : in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;Eye Colour : black&lt;br /&gt;Hair Colour : black &amp;amp; some dark red&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty : Righty&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign : pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Part 2: On the Inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Your Heritage : Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Your Fear : God, loneliness, failure&lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness : counselling, no motivation to attend last minute events&lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza : Little Caesars' dessert pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Part 3: Yesterday, Today &amp;amp; Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts first waking up : Oh no, I'm late again!&lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime : 11pm-12am&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory : Form 5 and my study period in Miri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Part 4: Your Pick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke : both&lt;br /&gt;McDees or Burger King : McDees&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates : Group&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : Adidas&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Tea or Nestea : Nestea&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : both&lt;br /&gt;Cappucino or Coffee : neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Part 5: Do You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : nope&lt;br /&gt;Curse : not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Part 6: In the Past Month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol : yes, in social events&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall : yea&lt;br /&gt;went to Borders : nope&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage : yes, during the JCLA speech&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi : yea, miss Jet's sushi&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair : highlighted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Part 7: Have You Ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game : nope&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in : erm.. i think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Part 8:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age you're hoping to be married : 26-28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Part 9: In A Guy/Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Eye colour : blue&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour : black&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair : definitely short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Part 10: What Were You Doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 minute ago : =typing this&lt;br /&gt;1 hour ago : = checking emails&lt;br /&gt;1/2 hours ago : checking facebook&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago : studying in the library I guess..haha&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago : 1st year of uni - 2 sem exam. "studying" in Poly's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Part 11: Finish The Sentence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love : eating various food&lt;br /&gt;I feel : lazy&lt;br /&gt;I hate : no one and nothing&lt;br /&gt;I hide : my true self&lt;br /&gt;I miss : all the sweet memories that God has given to me&lt;br /&gt;I need : to go home and study&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-4532523969376665612?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/4532523969376665612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=4532523969376665612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4532523969376665612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4532523969376665612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/11/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-5255635578041491390</id><published>2007-10-25T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T18:21:32.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel's Baptism</title><content type='html'>I went to Rachel's baptism last Saturday held in South Perth Church of Christ. Looking at the candidates to be baptised, it reminds me of how God has died for our sins. I was so touched with the testimonials that they have shared as well. Oh yea, happy 1 year old Kenin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBciW9hmAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HI1vTf0T1JA/s1600-h/DSCN3580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125198121296566274" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="176" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBciW9hmAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HI1vTf0T1JA/s320/DSCN3580.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBbWG9hl-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/iPzEG6Ms2Ko/s1600-h/DSCN3579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125196811331540962" style="CURSOR: hand" height="181" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBbWG9hl-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/iPzEG6Ms2Ko/s320/DSCN3579.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBaVG9hl9I/AAAAAAAAAbE/wj7YJy6PxyQ/s1600-h/DSCN3578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125195694640043986" style="CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBaVG9hl9I/AAAAAAAAAbE/wj7YJy6PxyQ/s320/DSCN3578.JPG" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBaIm9hl8I/AAAAAAAAAa8/MDP70cLtmEE/s1600-h/DSCN3577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125195479891679170" style="CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBaIm9hl8I/AAAAAAAAAa8/MDP70cLtmEE/s320/DSCN3577.JPG" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel being baptised!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBje29hmCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/QV89DnoruMQ/s1600-h/DSCN3583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125205757748418594" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="184" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBje29hmCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/QV89DnoruMQ/s320/DSCN3583.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia, me, Rachel and Izu.&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/3073970672487375105-5255635578041491390?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/5255635578041491390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=5255635578041491390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/5255635578041491390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/5255635578041491390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/10/rachels-baptism.html' title='Rachel&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBciW9hmAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HI1vTf0T1JA/s72-c/DSCN3580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-3649359206956695170</id><published>2007-10-25T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T18:17:00.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonathan's 21st birthday</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Jono's 21st birthday last Friday. So, I have to skip a week of cell group. Went to Burswood hotel to have buffet dinner which cost me $47.50. But it was worthwhile with the oysters and salmon. I got to eat sio bee as well although it was not as nice as Kuching's or Sibu's, but at least it still satisfy me. The buffet dinner was just like a heaven of food for me. Too much food to be filled in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBVqW9hl2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/_xfK7apKtcs/s1600-h/DSCN3556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125190562154125154" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="179" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBVqW9hl2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/_xfK7apKtcs/s320/DSCN3556.JPG" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken with Yee Enn outside the Burswood Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBZWm9hl7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/46sQ1rZf2uM/s1600-h/DSCN3557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125194620898219954" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="182" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBZWm9hl7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/46sQ1rZf2uM/s320/DSCN3557.JPG" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food that we taken that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBWeG9hl4I/AAAAAAAAAac/IaCXvGiWrSY/s1600-h/DSCN3559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125191451212355458" style="CURSOR: hand" height="238" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBWeG9hl4I/AAAAAAAAAac/IaCXvGiWrSY/s320/DSCN3559.JPG" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream that I made. Good brand ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBTb29hlyI/AAAAAAAAAZs/OyriVct0SOA/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125188114022766370" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="178" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBTb29hlyI/AAAAAAAAAZs/OyriVct0SOA/s320/DSC00559.JPG" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBW_G9hl5I/AAAAAAAAAak/BVI3AnOad8I/s1600-h/DSCN3564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125192018148038546" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="176" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBW_G9hl5I/AAAAAAAAAak/BVI3AnOad8I/s320/DSCN3564.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBS1m9hlxI/AAAAAAAAAZk/fK1NxHSMdlA/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125187456892770066" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="175" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBS1m9hlxI/AAAAAAAAAZk/fK1NxHSMdlA/s320/DSC00555.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBT329hlzI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/8hU-MrgBkiE/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125188595059103538" style="CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBT329hlzI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/8hU-MrgBkiE/s320/DSC00563.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jono, Yee Enn, Me, Sylvia, Jack, Kelvin, Jet, Jet's mum and Jet's sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBUO29hl0I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/7a4HgxyrYpM/s1600-h/DSC00566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125188990196094786" style="CURSOR: hand" height="243" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBUO29hl0I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/7a4HgxyrYpM/s320/DSC00566.JPG" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jono's blowing the birthday cake provided by Burswood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBU9m9hl1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/ozcNTsswaRY/s1600-h/DSC00571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125189793354979154" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="177" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBU9m9hl1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/ozcNTsswaRY/s320/DSC00571.JPG" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers with the birthday adult!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, we went to the casino and had a look. Then, Jet fetch his mum and sis home, while me, Sylvia, Yee Enn, Kelvin, and Jack went to the Ruby Room clubbing. Had vodka redbull again. I love that drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBXT29hl6I/AAAAAAAAAas/VkSSFOefAs0/s1600-h/DSCN3572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125192374630324130" style="CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBXT29hl6I/AAAAAAAAAas/VkSSFOefAs0/s320/DSCN3572.JPG" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Yee Enn in Ruby Room.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-3649359206956695170?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/3649359206956695170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=3649359206956695170' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/3649359206956695170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/3649359206956695170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/10/jonathans-21st-birthday.html' title='Jonathan&apos;s 21st birthday'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBVqW9hl2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/_xfK7apKtcs/s72-c/DSCN3556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-1321290554716393878</id><published>2007-10-25T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T17:32:32.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diana's graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBPCG9hltI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XAkhhSqqZiI/s1600-h/DSCN4237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125183273594623698" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="183" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBPCG9hltI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XAkhhSqqZiI/s320/DSCN4237.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cell girls that went to Diana's graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBPcm9hluI/AAAAAAAAAZM/V8bkyCKSQMM/s1600-h/DSCN4239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125183728861157090" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="175" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBPcm9hluI/AAAAAAAAAZM/V8bkyCKSQMM/s320/DSCN4239.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell guys attending Diana's graduation&lt;br /&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/3073970672487375105-1321290554716393878?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/1321290554716393878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=1321290554716393878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1321290554716393878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1321290554716393878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-cell-girls-that-went-to-dianas.html' title='Diana&apos;s graduation'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RyBPCG9hltI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XAkhhSqqZiI/s72-c/DSCN4237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-1193396177040709333</id><published>2007-10-15T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:17:42.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lab is not a rush!</title><content type='html'>Starting the day with a very good mood after calling my mum and ending with a very very bad mood after a just-two-hours lab, although it normally takes three hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ruins my mood?? In our lab today which is on kinetics, a lab which is easier than the organic part, we were asked to group in two and do two different sets of experiments and then, we share the results with the other two person. So, Carmen and I in a group with Zhao Ying and Winny in a group.  So, we chose the sets of experiments which we want to do and we did the experiments but Zhao Ying them just did one of the experiment and copied the senior's report for the rest. I can't blame them as well because we have different views in doing lab. All they want is just to copy and finish early while me, on the other hand, want to do it properly and with my own results determine the actual rate constant. I have to admit, with the senior reports are much easier for us to do the lab, which help us in all those calculations stuff. But not the results. If not, why are we in the laboratory?? This situation has been happening throughout the whole semester. I have been trying to tolerate since the beginning of the lab and I hope my tolerance will be good enough to tolerate one more last lab.. God, help me. I need Your strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my fault also to feel tense and stress when people around me is finishing while I am still doing the experiment. Or else I would still be finishing the whole experiment by myself in the lab rather than just copying the answer that they given me. I guess I have that kind of feeling because I used to finish the earliest in Curtin Miri lab during my foundation. I need to change this. But how?? Next week is already my last chemistry lab. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing is the lab instructor today. I really get pissed off with the lab instructor who keep rushing us to finish the whole thing and cleaning all of the beakers when it was just 4.30 when our lab is supposed to finish at 6! I really hate people rushing me doing things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-1193396177040709333?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/1193396177040709333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=1193396177040709333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1193396177040709333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1193396177040709333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/10/lab-is-not-rush.html' title='Lab is not a rush!'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-8220288245852204691</id><published>2007-10-06T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T18:06:33.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multi~Cultural Week 2007</title><content type='html'>Last week was multicultural week in Curtin. We had Oceania Day on Monday, America Day on Tuesday, Africa Day on Wednesday, Europe Day on Thursday and Asia Day on Firday. Woo~~!! I wrote calligraphy in the morning, when passing by the stall to my lecture hall. Pasar Malam was chosen to be the closing event for the multicultural week and also one of the highlights. I felt so "Asia" that night. The Pasar Malam was just something like Malaysia's one. But with more varieties, which include, Indonesia, Thailand, Japanese, and not to miss out Malaysia's delicacies. Though some of the food is not as nice as in Malaysia, but still I got some Malaysian food, like Ais Kacang, satay, nasi briyani, teh tarik and lots lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdZ6ahfPgI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lyRT2W91m3c/s1600-h/DSCN3531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118158361616924162" style="CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdZ6ahfPgI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lyRT2W91m3c/s320/DSCN3531.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didgeridoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdbQqhfPlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/aY-_hCxX0c0/s1600-h/DSCN3547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118159843380641362" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="176" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdbQqhfPlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/aY-_hCxX0c0/s320/DSCN3547.JPG" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdbQ6hfPmI/AAAAAAAAAYs/hu5ZLozGxW4/s1600-h/DSCN3548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118159847675608674" style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="171" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdbQ6hfPmI/AAAAAAAAAYs/hu5ZLozGxW4/s320/DSCN3548.JPG" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdadKhfPiI/AAAAAAAAAYM/bj7nGhetZd0/s1600-h/DSCN3538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118158958617378338" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="173" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdadKhfPiI/AAAAAAAAAYM/bj7nGhetZd0/s320/DSCN3538.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rwda2ahfPjI/AAAAAAAAAYU/AMUL51TwNzI/s1600-h/DSCN3541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118159392409075250" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="171" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rwda2ahfPjI/AAAAAAAAAYU/AMUL51TwNzI/s320/DSCN3541.JPG" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rwda2qhfPkI/AAAAAAAAAYc/R1LdcrecN-E/s1600-h/DSCN3546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118159396704042562" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="172" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rwda2qhfPkI/AAAAAAAAAYc/R1LdcrecN-E/s320/DSCN3546.JPG" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rwdac6hfPhI/AAAAAAAAAYE/L88vpaEfDyo/s1600-h/DSCN3537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118158954322411026" style="CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rwdac6hfPhI/AAAAAAAAAYE/L88vpaEfDyo/s320/DSCN3537.JPG" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss lion dance. This is my first time watching lion dance this year. I don't get to watch this year Chinese New Year because I had to fly from Labuan to Perth on the first day of Chinese New Year. I truly miss home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the Pasar Malam, we were off for cell group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdblKhfPnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/m7GLax5qtn0/s1600-h/DSCN3549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118160195567959666" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="173" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdblKhfPnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/m7GLax5qtn0/s320/DSCN3549.JPG" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hardworking people reading bible, except me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdblahfPoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/vkDOHGn41Ck/s1600-h/DSCN3550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118160199862926978" style="CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdblahfPoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/vkDOHGn41Ck/s320/DSCN3550.JPG" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May wrote that when Joanne was talking. Haha~~&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/3073970672487375105-8220288245852204691?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/8220288245852204691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=8220288245852204691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/8220288245852204691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/8220288245852204691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/10/multicultural-week-2007.html' title='Multi~Cultural Week 2007'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdZ6ahfPgI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lyRT2W91m3c/s72-c/DSCN3531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-7000683830387544369</id><published>2007-10-06T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:41:08.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Autumn Festival Dinner</title><content type='html'>It was Mid-Autumn Festival on 25th September 2007 in chinese calendar. It is a festival for all family members to gather together and chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, being alone in Perth made me miss home especially that day. But I am definitely not celebrating by me myself alone. Went to watch movie in the morning and shopping in the afternoon with my dearly chemical friends. Watched Stardust. It was a good movie. Like it! Then, go shopping in the city. It has been a long long time since I last go to city. I think was 1 month ago??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my reunion dinner in Jack's house. My cousin. We cooked some of the dishes and brought there. Asked Jonathan along but he fell asleep at 7!! Must be too tired. So, we had to leave him sleeping at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdTyahfPbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/z5P5WXTfrEA/s1600-h/DSCN3515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118151627108203954" style="CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdTyahfPbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/z5P5WXTfrEA/s320/DSCN3515.JPG" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jet bought the pork ribs and fried the bean sprouts. Oh ya, Jet is a cook. So, we got to have nice food that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdTTahfPZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/67qmyW6U9Ro/s1600-h/DSCN3513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118151094532259218" style="CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdTTahfPZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/67qmyW6U9Ro/s320/DSCN3513.JPG" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdTjKhfPaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/NABcU0ZgftA/s1600-h/DSCN3514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118151365115198882" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="173" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdTjKhfPaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/NABcU0ZgftA/s320/DSCN3514.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked that tomato cheese chicken on the top left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdUNahfPdI/AAAAAAAAAXk/0Mm11W_n2UM/s1600-h/DSCN3517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118152090964671954" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="174" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdUNahfPdI/AAAAAAAAAXk/0Mm11W_n2UM/s320/DSCN3517.JPG" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish soup cooked by Jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdUgKhfPeI/AAAAAAAAAXs/i5NVRxbQ0DA/s1600-h/DSCN3518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118152413087219170" style="CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdUgKhfPeI/AAAAAAAAAXs/i5NVRxbQ0DA/s320/DSCN3518.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 of us having dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdT66hfPcI/AAAAAAAAAXc/icHjat6fy3I/s1600-h/DSCN3516.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdUqKhfPfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/sHTUaWHxNqs/s1600-h/DSCN3519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118152584885911026" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="177" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdUqKhfPfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/sHTUaWHxNqs/s320/DSCN3519.JPG" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture taken with one of Jet's housemate who is a Korean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-7000683830387544369?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/7000683830387544369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=7000683830387544369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/7000683830387544369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/7000683830387544369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/10/mid-autumn-festival-dinner.html' title='Mid-Autumn Festival Dinner'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdTyahfPbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/z5P5WXTfrEA/s72-c/DSCN3515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-8930534676679807463</id><published>2007-10-06T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:17:06.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtin Miri Prom Night 2007</title><content type='html'>29th September 2007 marked Aileen's 20th birthday and also Curtin Miri Prom Night. This year, Curtin Prom Night was held in Parkcity Everly hotel. Good news for the girls were the buffet meal because I believe the guys would be gentleman enough to serve the girls. But, too bad I was not there. Missing out all the fun, especially when whole bunch of friends were going together. That would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdG8ahfPMI/AAAAAAAAAVc/c1OzN3sdcOE/s1600-h/CIMG4588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118137505255734466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="180" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdG8ahfPMI/AAAAAAAAAVc/c1OzN3sdcOE/s320/CIMG4588.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly and Victor with their partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdLx6hfPUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/0sIRp31awws/s1600-h/CIMG4704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118142822425247042" style="CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdLx6hfPUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/0sIRp31awws/s320/CIMG4704.JPG" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandmaster Sakai, Sian Fa and Poly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdHcahfPNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/5dcncwL4ALs/s1600-h/CIMG4619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118138055011548370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="231" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdHcahfPNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/5dcncwL4ALs/s320/CIMG4619.JPG" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Cheng and Poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdHv6hfPOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/b_uo_inPWq4/s1600-h/CIMG4640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118138390018997474" style="CURSOR: hand" height="172" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdHv6hfPOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/b_uo_inPWq4/s320/CIMG4640.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Lung Da Ge, Ming Siang (Ah bian), Poly and Kee Seng who always fight with me. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdJWqhfPQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/CFc7pIbIm-o/s1600-h/CIMG4653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118140155250556162" style="CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdJWqhfPQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/CFc7pIbIm-o/s320/CIMG4653.JPG" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon and her partner I think. Guess who is that guy?? Brandon! I hardly recognised him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdI56hfPPI/AAAAAAAAAV0/zknMv1nzLL8/s1600-h/CIMG4642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118139661329317106" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="176" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdI56hfPPI/AAAAAAAAAV0/zknMv1nzLL8/s320/CIMG4642.JPG" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Cheng and who is that girl?? Ko Heng Chiak. Lol!! I can't recognise her either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdLIKhfPSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/afTfUoyC4FY/s1600-h/CIMG4688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118142105165708578" style="CURSOR: hand" height="238" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdLIKhfPSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/afTfUoyC4FY/s320/CIMG4688.JPG" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The singer (Fang Rou) and Poly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdLWKhfPTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/pe4S5AlON7w/s1600-h/CIMG4691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118142345683877170" style="CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdLWKhfPTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/pe4S5AlON7w/s320/CIMG4691.JPG" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My housemate and also my coursemate in Miri, Aileen and Poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's dancing time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdMeqhfPXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/4HC78K3V0iY/s1600-h/CIMG4710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118143591224393074" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="176" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdMeqhfPXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/4HC78K3V0iY/s320/CIMG4710.JPG" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aileen and Ian! Not to offend, but Ian, you are fatter now. Maybe it's the power of love??? Hiak hiak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdL9ahfPVI/AAAAAAAAAWk/fEAnkb6Ee0A/s1600-h/CIMG4707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118143019993742674" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="177" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdL9ahfPVI/AAAAAAAAAWk/fEAnkb6Ee0A/s320/CIMG4707.JPG" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Myanmar Prince and his partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdM1qhfPYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/JFWkbvgXNdk/s1600-h/CIMG4712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118143986361384322" style="CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdM1qhfPYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/JFWkbvgXNdk/s320/CIMG4712.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ray and Loi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdKpqhfPRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/wEaWKd1JDPA/s1600-h/CIMG4679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118141581179698450" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="180" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RwdKpqhfPRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/wEaWKd1JDPA/s320/CIMG4679.JPG" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole big family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I need to apologise here for posting your pictures without asking permission. But I only feel like posting it in my blog, no other intention. 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So, we planned to dine out. We chose Sizzler because I wanted to try the buffet. It was gorgeous but it was quite expensive. $19.25 for salad bar buffet, while a meal cost around $20-$30, including the salad bar buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYiJKhfO5I/AAAAAAAAATE/Wa_6B9yUkdE/s1600-h/DSCN3480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113311967764757394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYiJKhfO5I/AAAAAAAAATE/Wa_6B9yUkdE/s320/DSCN3480.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fisherman wharf which I ordered. Had it half way until I realise I need to take the picture of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYiZqhfO6I/AAAAAAAAATM/hn5OPEqRymg/s1600-h/DSCN3481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113312251232598946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYiZqhfO6I/AAAAAAAAATM/hn5OPEqRymg/s320/DSCN3481.JPG" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;Peppered Steak ordered by Jayde. Eaten half way as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYkmahfO-I/AAAAAAAAATs/acHbGcHXUMk/s1600-h/DSCN3506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113314669299186658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYkmahfO-I/AAAAAAAAATs/acHbGcHXUMk/s320/DSCN3506.JPG" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the salad bar. Didn't manage to try all the salad because I was just too full. Learnt a lesson: the next time I go to Sizzler, should only order salad bar buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYmhahfPCI/AAAAAAAAAUM/vlQq3OXYl0o/s1600-h/DSCN3488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113316782423096354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYmhahfPCI/AAAAAAAAAUM/vlQq3OXYl0o/s320/DSCN3488.JPG" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prawn Salad that I took and the tortillas chip with avacado cream. Forgot what it's name again. Start with g. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYjbqhfO8I/AAAAAAAAATc/-yea-Jp66iU/s1600-h/DSCN3484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113313385103965122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYjbqhfO8I/AAAAAAAAATc/-yea-Jp66iU/s320/DSCN3484.JPG" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;While having our dinner, Jet, Sylvia, Yee Enn and Jack still on the queue rail because they are late. So, we just pass them few chips while they were waiting to pay for the buffet before they come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYmz6hfPDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/EPqSUlnovr0/s1600-h/DSCN3489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113317100250676274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="175" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYmz6hfPDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/EPqSUlnovr0/s320/DSCN3489.JPG" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYnZqhfPFI/AAAAAAAAAUk/AmdViz3RJIk/s1600-h/DSCN3491.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-cream made by Chris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYnZqhfPFI/AAAAAAAAAUk/AmdViz3RJIk/s1600-h/DSCN3491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113317748790738002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYnZqhfPFI/AAAAAAAAAUk/AmdViz3RJIk/s320/DSCN3491.JPG" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-cream made by me. Whose one nicer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYnA6hfPEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/QMGRqzC5nb4/s1600-h/DSCN3490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113317323588975682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYnA6hfPEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/QMGRqzC5nb4/s320/DSCN3490.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; May enjoying the desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYlnKhfPAI/AAAAAAAAAT8/LUct4nRUkqU/s1600-h/DSCN3487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113315781695716354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYlnKhfPAI/AAAAAAAAAT8/LUct4nRUkqU/s320/DSCN3487.JPG" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A table of girls. Jayde, Joanne, Me, Stella and May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYlXqhfO_I/AAAAAAAAAT0/yWVtu0LhApY/s1600-h/DSCN3486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113315515407743986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYlXqhfO_I/AAAAAAAAAT0/yWVtu0LhApY/s320/DSCN3486.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another table of my cellies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYnqahfPGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/putUeWwkaPM/s1600-h/DSCN3497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113318036553546850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="182" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYnqahfPGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/putUeWwkaPM/s320/DSCN3497.JPG" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's thanksgiving turn~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYpOqhfPLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/1qBnnb4o5zM/s1600-h/DSCN3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113319758835432626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYpOqhfPLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/1qBnnb4o5zM/s320/DSCN3505.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Rachel after having a sumptuous meal.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYn_qhfPHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0xDHkHqSGuk/s1600-h/DSCN3501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113318401625767026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYn_qhfPHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0xDHkHqSGuk/s320/DSCN3501.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/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;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;Yau Shu &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYo66hfPKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/P2QNBiYBEbc/s1600-h/DSCN3504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113319419533016226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYo66hfPKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/P2QNBiYBEbc/s320/DSCN3504.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan &amp;amp; I. Oh ya, this brother of mine remind me of Kenin! The way he speaks on the phone sounds similar with Kenin. A brother who always encourage me in the walk of Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYonahfPJI/AAAAAAAAAVE/_bHGCzcDoZA/s1600-h/DSCN3503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113319084525567122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYonahfPJI/AAAAAAAAAVE/_bHGCzcDoZA/s320/DSCN3503.JPG" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cell leader, Joanne.. Yeah, this semester again. Thank God for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYmG6hfPBI/AAAAAAAAAUE/pALg9d5j-sc/s1600-h/DSCN3500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113316327156562962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="177" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYmG6hfPBI/AAAAAAAAAUE/pALg9d5j-sc/s320/DSCN3500.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken with all the girls.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-7364097602126885616?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/7364097602126885616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=7364097602126885616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/7364097602126885616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/7364097602126885616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/09/buffet-dinner.html' title='Buffet Dinner'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYiJKhfO5I/AAAAAAAAATE/Wa_6B9yUkdE/s72-c/DSCN3480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-7120917838268086461</id><published>2007-09-23T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T16:19:48.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtin Open Day</title><content type='html'>Sorry to all dear readers for keeping you so long without any update. I just realise it is already one month. Wow!! Time flies.. Anyway, have been very busy these few weeks. Busy with Curtin Open Day, my chemical engineering club (ACES), JCLA project, school work and social times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just an update for you. My JCLA project is going good. We managed to get all the schools to donate us single ream of A4 printing paper to print out our brochures. We collected a total of 29 reams of A4 paper. To cover the printing cost, the three of us worked out a sausage sizzle and managed to earn $207. We were lucky to get someone selling us sausages which we can return the leftover and just paying for the sausages we used and free buns as well. But.. There's always not an easy job. Radoman and I went to look for the printing companies and no company want to sponsor us printing the RFDS brochures. Too bad.. But at last, we managed to find a considerably cheap price for printing 10,000 paper. Due to our financial problem, we could not manage to print all the 14,000 paper that we had collected. Even the cost of printing 10,000 paper still cost us $300. So, finally, due to the busyness of preparing for exam, Radoman decided that three of us just spend $35 each to cover the cost to save all troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blessed so much with a bunch of good chemical friends supporting me behind, support everything that I do, giving advice at times. They make up my life. Besides, in this JCLA, I am so blessed to have two smart and capable group mates that works very well together with me. Radoman is actually a genius according to what I hear from others. Got a consecutive of three years of Vice-Chancellor List. He is having his final semester now and working his final year project, as his part time job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first memorable event that occured this month would be the Curtin Open Day. Although I didn't manage to tour around the uni and only managed to talk with my chemistry lecturer, Dr Steve who is the head department of applied chemistry, I did find it very happening in the uni although the weather is not good. We have different departments doing different things which are related to their disciplines. There are few things going on in the chemistry building that day, which is distillation of alcohol, making ice-cream with liquid nitrogen and fingerprint for the forensic. But too bad.. All this I didn't manage to witness with my own eyes. Everything is known through my conversation with Dr Steve. Must be there to visit again next year. Bringing my sis who will be here choosing her course in year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYUB6hfO0I/AAAAAAAAASc/t4Py4_uqKsU/s1600-h/DSC06179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113296450047916866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="231" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYUB6hfO0I/AAAAAAAAASc/t4Py4_uqKsU/s320/DSC06179.JPG" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYT36hfOzI/AAAAAAAAASU/CwS7-8SlSjs/s1600-h/DSC06176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113296278249225010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="177" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYT36hfOzI/AAAAAAAAASU/CwS7-8SlSjs/s320/DSC06176.JPG" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clement (ACES president), David (ACES president), Asif and Steven. I was the camera "lady". Asif and Steven are my course mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYTLKhfOxI/AAAAAAAAASE/dQK-ZjsXXMM/s1600-h/DSC06170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113295509450078994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="174" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYTLKhfOxI/AAAAAAAAASE/dQK-ZjsXXMM/s320/DSC06170.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shirt looks small for me, right?? But that was the only one for lady. Should have asked David took the usual one for me. But is ok. Meaning, I have to keep fit! Oh ya, ACES is selling pizzas and drinks. The Freddo was just for my church. We were fundraising for the 10 year anniversary celebration in Perth Convention Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYTbqhfOyI/AAAAAAAAASM/GQv8UMU20hs/s1600-h/DSC06171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113295792917920546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="175" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYTbqhfOyI/AAAAAAAAASM/GQv8UMU20hs/s320/DSC06171.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing off our pizzas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chemical friends were actually having a picnic that day. But I couldn't go because I was planning to stay in Curtin to observe, meanwhile helping as well how the whole procedure goes since I will be taking up the committee post next year. But my chemical friends are just good enough to drop by my house bringing the food for me! How sweet are them.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYVy6hfO3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ahk4gnexgSc/s1600-h/Winny%27s+Brownies+%26+Apam+Balik.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113298391373134706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYVy6hfO3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ahk4gnexgSc/s320/Winny%27s+Brownies+%26+Apam+Balik.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;Brownies and Apam Balik made by Winny. She knows that I miss Brownies and she made it especially for me. Drop by at my house for an hour with girls chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYWUqhfO4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/pNxXtrxoXJc/s1600-h/Zhao+Ying%27s+Seafood+Pasta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113298971193719682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="176" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYWUqhfO4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/pNxXtrxoXJc/s320/Zhao+Ying%27s+Seafood+Pasta.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhao Ying's seafood pasta and Bido's salad. The seafood pasta was so much that I have to share with my three other housemates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYUhahfO1I/AAAAAAAAASk/cT-WIx1jE7Q/s1600-h/DSCN3477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113296991213796178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYUhahfO1I/AAAAAAAAASk/cT-WIx1jE7Q/s320/DSCN3477.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to show you how much the pasta is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYVEKhfO2I/AAAAAAAAASs/0V9S6y5jw2g/s1600-h/Kelvin%27s+egg+sandwich.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113297588214250338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="179" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYVEKhfO2I/AAAAAAAAASs/0V9S6y5jw2g/s320/Kelvin%27s+egg+sandwich.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egg sandwich made by Kelvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All engineering food on that day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-7120917838268086461?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/7120917838268086461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=7120917838268086461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/7120917838268086461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/7120917838268086461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/09/curtin-open-day.html' title='Curtin Open Day'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RvYUB6hfO0I/AAAAAAAAASc/t4Py4_uqKsU/s72-c/DSC06179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-6911468763422878085</id><published>2007-08-23T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T18:00:49.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Curtin Leadership Academy</title><content type='html'>Out of 400+ students being nominated for the John Curtin Leadership Academy, I have been selected and I am the only Asian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A four days introductory workshop marked the starting of the whole course. It was held in a golf course resort - Vine Resort and we rent a house with 5 people staying in it. I stayed one room with an African lady - Helen. I enjoyed myself a lot in this workshop, though I admit wearing formal wear for straight four days can be very tiring. But the worst thing is I gained 3kgs in just that four days, due to all the buffets, especially the dessert buffets, which includes lots of different types of cheese cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have three modules to go through ($30 each). Kinda expensive, but I learned something throughout, which is that I am brave and confident enough to socialise with the "white people". I used to get very stress and scary when talking english in front of them because all of them speak good and fast english. Fast, in a sense that sometimes I still cannot catch what they mean. Plus, when I get tense, my English can be very broken. That is why I used to be QUITE quiet in class. But not now! I have varieties of friends now - local and international, students to club presidents, young to old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In JCLA, we have to get involved in one of the three fundraising projects decided upon, which we will be having poster presentation in front of big companies, especially Rio Tinto. I chose the Royal Flying Doctor Service (RFDS). We only have three group members compared to other two groups which have about 6 or 7 members. Thus, we have quite a lot of things to do each person. But I am glad to be in that small group, because we get to exchange different roles and experiencing new things. We are as close too, due to the small number. Our project title is "Raising awareness for the Royal Flying Doctor Service". RFDS, informally known as The Flying Doctors, is an air ambulance service for those living in the remote inland areas of Australia. It is a not-for-profit organization which provides both emergency assistance and primary health care to people who cannot easily access a hospital or general practice due to the prohibitive distances of the Outback. The Service also assists with distance education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help RFDS, we work in getting donations of paper from the school of departments which we just did last Monday to print brochures for the RFDS and getting donations of sausage because we are going to have sausage sizzle on the 12th of September to raise money for printing costs and RFDS. So, make sure you come and help out yea! After printing all the brochures, we are going to hand out to the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2f3uCcC9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/jSn97rw_dGo/s1600-h/The+conference+world+where+we+pretty+much+spent+4+solid+dats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101909732480519122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2f3uCcC9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/jSn97rw_dGo/s320/The+conference+world+where+we+pretty+much+spent+4+solid+dats.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conference room which we spent four days in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2a2-CcCsI/AAAAAAAAAP0/dkkVPs8DeAE/s1600-h/n206700139_30405952_3449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101904222037478082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2a2-CcCsI/AAAAAAAAAP0/dkkVPs8DeAE/s320/n206700139_30405952_3449.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain o Captain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2cKuCcCxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/rBUrblqvrKg/s1600-h/n695785175_894014_4654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101905660851522322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2cKuCcCxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/rBUrblqvrKg/s320/n695785175_894014_4654.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2fiuCcC7I/AAAAAAAAARs/99n2TWo7ih4/s1600-h/n748510713_1007111_3885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101909371703266226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="170" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2fiuCcC7I/AAAAAAAAARs/99n2TWo7ih4/s320/n748510713_1007111_3885.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking how to solve things out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2bC-CcCtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/eohq9yIDbug/s1600-h/n206700139_30405954_5657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101904428195908306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="237" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2bC-CcCtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/eohq9yIDbug/s320/n206700139_30405954_5657.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JCLA Olympics! Come on, finish the weetbrix quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2bTOCcCvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/t9SjIWnAqCs/s1600-h/n206700139_30405960_6836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101904707368782578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2bTOCcCvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/t9SjIWnAqCs/s320/n206700139_30405960_6836.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the blindfold Sheron? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2bK-CcCuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/mU4ftckcEnI/s1600-h/n206700139_30405957_4958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101904565634861794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2bK-CcCuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/mU4ftckcEnI/s320/n206700139_30405957_4958.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solving puzzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2fOOCcC6I/AAAAAAAAARk/W8FN8JjWA78/s1600-h/n748510713_1007109_2634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101909019515947938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2fOOCcC6I/AAAAAAAAARk/W8FN8JjWA78/s320/n748510713_1007109_2634.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Rio Tinto for sponsoring us three small bombs to disarm. This is my first time to disarm a bomb real life. We had to solve the puzzles in order to get the tips and tools to disarm (One puzzle for each tips or tools). Our bomb, is the only bomb out of three bomb, that exploded. Too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2bv-CcCwI/AAAAAAAAAQU/TbOfAT8TCTo/s1600-h/n695785175_894012_4196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101905201290021634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="180" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2bv-CcCwI/AAAAAAAAAQU/TbOfAT8TCTo/s320/n695785175_894012_4196.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/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;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;Having set dinner in the resort. The Australians really love wine and beer. They must have at least a bottle of wine or a jug of beer for every dinner! I joined them only during the last dinner. Had three glasses of wine. 1 glass from Margaret River and 2 glasses from Hardy's. Prefer Hardy's because it tastes sweeter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2cveCcCyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/SwugoHpbDWA/s1600-h/n695785175_894025_7323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101906292211714850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2cveCcCyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/SwugoHpbDWA/s320/n695785175_894025_7323.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2fveCcC8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/3C-JYqYKDVg/s1600-h/n748510713_1007114_6352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101909590746598338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2fveCcC8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/3C-JYqYKDVg/s320/n748510713_1007114_6352.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2dJuCcC0I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0WzN2kwqh2k/s1600-h/n695785175_894028_8003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101906743183280962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2dJuCcC0I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0WzN2kwqh2k/s320/n695785175_894028_8003.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2dU-CcC1I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xqIYEfhkLss/s1600-h/n695785175_894029_8677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101906936456809298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="238" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2dU-CcC1I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xqIYEfhkLss/s320/n695785175_894029_8677.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2dsuCcC2I/AAAAAAAAARE/vnlhzXulUAE/s1600-h/n695785175_894030_8463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101907344478702434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2dsuCcC2I/AAAAAAAAARE/vnlhzXulUAE/s320/n695785175_894030_8463.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2d7uCcC3I/AAAAAAAAARM/ydfbeLMvrdg/s1600-h/n695785175_894031_8691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101907602176740210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2d7uCcC3I/AAAAAAAAARM/ydfbeLMvrdg/s320/n695785175_894031_8691.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls with the German. Oh ya, I got to improve my German as well, speaking to a German. That was cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2c9uCcCzI/AAAAAAAAAQs/LQAKUAf9z8A/s1600-h/n695785175_894018_7819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101906537024850738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="241" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2c9uCcCzI/AAAAAAAAAQs/LQAKUAf9z8A/s320/n695785175_894018_7819.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2eNOCcC4I/AAAAAAAAARU/rSe6RZmi4vs/s1600-h/n695785175_894034_9381.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German, American and German.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2eNOCcC4I/AAAAAAAAARU/rSe6RZmi4vs/s1600-h/n695785175_894034_9381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101907902824450946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2eNOCcC4I/AAAAAAAAARU/rSe6RZmi4vs/s320/n695785175_894034_9381.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture taken after our last dinner where we chilled out in 38. (Just right isn't it? Where 38 in cantonese means talkative!) 38 is actually one of the guys house. We talked a lot that night and got even closer with each other. Stayed until 3am that night. Had one more wine in the house, offered by ACES president, David Montgomery. So, I just took it though I already had three glasses of wine before hand. Just for social purpose anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jodi, one of the participants didn't join us that night. Jodi reminded me of how I used to be. I used to miss out all the fun with the reason that I need a good sleep and always being the one going home the earliest. But it is still not late if I know now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2Z6eCcCpI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OWZInI1VQ0k/s1600-h/n206700139_30405949_1008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101903182655392402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2Z6eCcCpI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OWZInI1VQ0k/s320/n206700139_30405949_1008.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conference room full with posters drawn by one of the coordinators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2ak-CcCrI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vDhzJIPfI_8/s1600-h/n206700139_30405951_3248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101903912799832754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2ak-CcCrI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vDhzJIPfI_8/s320/n206700139_30405951_3248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maureen and Jarrad, the coordinators. Guess what? Jarrad is only 19 years old and he is able to organise this JCLA. He is married and he is having his final year in commerce this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2aTuCcCqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cwGK8_onOqM/s1600-h/n206700139_30405950_2132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101903616447089314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2aTuCcCqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cwGK8_onOqM/s320/n206700139_30405950_2132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other two coordinators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2ZY-CcCnI/AAAAAAAAAPM/RA98w35iKgU/s1600-h/n18204642_31832998_3431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101902607129774706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2ZY-CcCnI/AAAAAAAAAPM/RA98w35iKgU/s320/n18204642_31832998_3431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken before we left the resort. Check out my green wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2ZouCcCoI/AAAAAAAAAPU/M9bFF1GuPY0/s1600-h/n206700139_30405948_9877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101902877712714370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2ZouCcCoI/AAAAAAAAAPU/M9bFF1GuPY0/s320/n206700139_30405948_9877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I got fat!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-6911468763422878085?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/6911468763422878085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=6911468763422878085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/6911468763422878085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/6911468763422878085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/08/john-curtin-leadership-academy.html' title='John Curtin Leadership Academy'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2f3uCcC9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/jSn97rw_dGo/s72-c/The+conference+world+where+we+pretty+much+spent+4+solid+dats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-7922305418121627469</id><published>2007-08-23T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T22:19:57.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peggy's 18th Birthday</title><content type='html'>Last two week, we celebrated Peggy's and Angelica's birthday. We went to Happy Meal for dinner and went to Ruby Room (Club in Burswood) after that. Angelica did not join us because she was moving into a new house, quite a lot of moving tasks left behind, so she need to go home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time to be in a club that night. Not a bad experience. It was totally out of what I expect from a club. I used to think that a club is a smokey place, full with "bad" people who smoke and drink, "dangerous" place especially with drunk people. But when I went to Ruby Room, I knew I was wrong. In fact, it was quite a nice place, just too crowded with people dancing, because it was Saturday night. No smoke, no drunk people. Maybe it is just different with most Malayia's clubs. The police here is quite strict. They need to check your passport before letting you in. There is one girl who could not get in because she has not reach 18 years old yet and is a Malaysian because I saw her red passport. How ashamed is that, spoiling Malaysia's name! Had vodka + red bull there. I like the drink, but did not know what does it call. Zhao Ying ordered for me. My first time drinking red bull as well. I used to think that "red bull" is bad for health, is some kind of beer, so it won't taste nice. But seems like I am wrong again. I saw a signboard showing that the bar would not sell liquor to anyone who is almost drunk. No wonder I did not see any drunk people that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Ruby Room at 12am, following Zhao Ying back. Zhao Ying called her bf come to pick us early because I need to go to church the next morning, tho I want to stay longer. =P It was just starting by then. But anyway, I know I need to leave. Enough for the experience. Thanks for being understanding, Zhao Ying. Evette went to another club, Metro. She left before us. Then, Zhao Ying and I left the club, leaving behind, Winny, Peggy, Batsie(Peggy's sis), John, Kelvin, Ravi and Fido. Ben came around 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Stella knew I went clubbing last night and she pulled me aside before the service started. She asked me a question "Is it wrong for a Christian to go clubbing?". Well, me, being the core member is meant to be answering questions regarding on Christianity issues, but I was stunt by that second. Luckily, Joanne, my cell leader just passed through us. So, I got her and asked her that question. She answered club is a place where there are a lot temptations to sin, but if you can avoid from sinning, as long as you still keep your Christian virtue, it is not wrong. Thanks for the answer, Joanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Happy Meal, before the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2LBOCcCgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/g4Ne-8u3y9Q/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101886805945092610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2LBOCcCgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/g4Ne-8u3y9Q/s320/DSC00361.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evette, me, Zhao Ying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2LU-CcCiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/hos2EW5rWS4/s1600-h/DSC01608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101887145247509026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2LU-CcCiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/hos2EW5rWS4/s320/DSC01608.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batsie (Peggy's sis), Peggy, Evette, Sheron, Zhao Ying, Winny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2Ld-CcCjI/AAAAAAAAAOs/lIbrIPiO1Mo/s1600-h/DSC01612a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101887299866331698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="162" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2Ld-CcCjI/AAAAAAAAAOs/lIbrIPiO1Mo/s320/DSC01612a.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished dinner. After John came back from checking out with the Baskin Robbin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2LMuCcChI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Qcx-ULc1rng/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101887003513588242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2LMuCcChI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Qcx-ULc1rng/s320/DSC00497.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fido, Ravi, Kelvin, Peggy, Winny in Ruby Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presents we got for Peggy&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2LyOCcCkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/xNJftfMhquQ/s1600-h/DSC01614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101887647758682690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="237" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2LyOCcCkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/xNJftfMhquQ/s320/DSC01614.JPG" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinafore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2Mb-CcClI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lZAM4-9Y_Dc/s1600-h/DSC01615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101888365018221138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="237" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2Mb-CcClI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lZAM4-9Y_Dc/s320/DSC01615.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtle neck blouse&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2NAeCcCmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/bBrKxOAT_6c/s1600-h/DSC01616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101888992083446370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2NAeCcCmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/bBrKxOAT_6c/s320/DSC01616.JPG" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-7922305418121627469?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/7922305418121627469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=7922305418121627469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/7922305418121627469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/7922305418121627469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/08/peggys-18th-birthday.html' title='Peggy&apos;s 18th Birthday'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rs2LBOCcCgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/g4Ne-8u3y9Q/s72-c/DSC00361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-4494369945056504482</id><published>2007-08-19T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:24:30.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Day</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, I enjoyed myself a lot being with my two "sot sot" housemates, Sylvia and Yee Enn. Sylvia and I had already planned the night before that we want to cook a good Saturday dinner to treat ourselves. So, we woke Yee Enn up at 12pm because we need him to accompany us to go for grocery shopping and carry all our stuff. No one could imagine us spending four hours in Coles and one small oriental shop. But overall, it was worth spending the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Coles and the oriental shop to buy the ingredients that we need for the dinner and grocery of the week. Then, we went home and prepare the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100412442456623442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshOF-CcCVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Z2MeT06kyAQ/s320/DSCN3454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Sylvia preparing food in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshOc-CcCWI/AAAAAAAAANE/Sze7RpD0nkg/s1600-h/DSCN3459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100412837593614690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshOc-CcCWI/AAAAAAAAANE/Sze7RpD0nkg/s320/DSCN3459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting the hotdog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshN0OCcCUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/XWxCN1qErG8/s1600-h/DSCN3450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100412137513945410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshN0OCcCUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/XWxCN1qErG8/s320/DSCN3450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food waiting to be cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the cooking time, we went to the backyard plucking mandarin oranges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshOqeCcCXI/AAAAAAAAANM/inC1dylKxbE/s1600-h/DSCN3460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100413069521848690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="132" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshOqeCcCXI/AAAAAAAAANM/inC1dylKxbE/s320/DSCN3460.JPG" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshPVeCcCYI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZQ3K9sRqVe8/s1600-h/DSCN3462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100413808256223618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshPVeCcCYI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZQ3K9sRqVe8/s320/DSCN3462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshPnOCcCZI/AAAAAAAAANc/4KcHOJNYqH4/s1600-h/DSCN3463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100414113198901650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshPnOCcCZI/AAAAAAAAANc/4KcHOJNYqH4/s320/DSCN3463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our harvest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshQu-CcCaI/AAAAAAAAANk/7T3_1h6R0cM/s1600-h/DSCN3467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100415345854515618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshQu-CcCaI/AAAAAAAAANk/7T3_1h6R0cM/s320/DSCN3467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dinner - Tom Yum Soup.. Big big bowl, isn't it?? Last us for two big meals each.&lt;br /&gt;Total of 7 serves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshRAOCcCbI/AAAAAAAAANs/5lJH4O1Yftc/s1600-h/DSCN3469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100415642207259058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshRAOCcCbI/AAAAAAAAANs/5lJH4O1Yftc/s320/DSCN3469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Serve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshRo-CcCcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/qvLbygQmCTk/s1600-h/DSCN3470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100416342286928322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshRo-CcCcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/qvLbygQmCTk/s320/DSCN3470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Sylvia posing while having our dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshUWOCcCdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rDthVI7s5co/s1600-h/Image012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100419318699264466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshUWOCcCdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rDthVI7s5co/s320/Image012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the dinner with bottoms up using mandarin oranges!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshWXeCcCeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/mNE8WqGO4Qo/s1600-h/Image013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100421539197356514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshWXeCcCeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/mNE8WqGO4Qo/s320/Image013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we had Shrek after dinner in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was quite down that day because I just quarrelled with that someone special to me on Friday night. But thank you guys for being there and I truly enjoyed myself. It has been so long time that I laughed until my stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of Me &amp; Yee Enn on Sylvia's bed, taken by Sylvia when watching movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshXsuCcCfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/opeMAzqFm04/s1600-h/Image023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100423003781204466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshXsuCcCfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/opeMAzqFm04/s320/Image023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-4494369945056504482?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/4494369945056504482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=4494369945056504482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4494369945056504482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4494369945056504482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/08/crazy-day.html' title='Crazy Day'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshOF-CcCVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Z2MeT06kyAQ/s72-c/DSCN3454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-251108175088338041</id><published>2007-08-05T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T17:12:07.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Keys to a Successful Relationships</title><content type='html'>We all need relationships in our lives as our relationships determine our happiness, success, and character.&lt;br /&gt;Make &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; our greatest aim in life.&lt;br /&gt;Life without love is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;Life - Love = 0&lt;br /&gt;Life = Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Keys to a Successful Relationship&lt;br /&gt;1. Serve one another&lt;br /&gt;2. Give to others - when you give, never give with a catch.&lt;br /&gt;3. Esteem others.&lt;br /&gt;4. Be interested in people - you will learn and be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;5. Encourage others.&lt;br /&gt;6. Appreciate others and be thankful to them.&lt;br /&gt;7. Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life, and he who win souls is wise&lt;/em&gt;."Prov 11:30&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-251108175088338041?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/251108175088338041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=251108175088338041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/251108175088338041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/251108175088338041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/08/7-keys-to-successful-relationships.html' title='7 Keys to a Successful Relationships'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-6993962726805001472</id><published>2007-07-31T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:58:16.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meal Especially for Yee Enn</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is Yee Enn's 20th birthday. But I will not be at home tomorrow night due to Zion Leaders Meeting. So, I purposely asked Yee Enn to move in tonight and cooked dinner for him. What did I cook? "Smiling" Pizza and tang yuan. Made it especially for him. Sylvia helped out too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of preparing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rq9Ew5-MS1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/pg1rrnLiOXg/s1600-h/DSCN3439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093365310565403474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="171" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rq9Ew5-MS1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/pg1rrnLiOXg/s320/DSCN3439.JPG" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rq9Ew5-MS1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/pg1rrnLiOXg/s1600-h/DSCN3439.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made pizza before going into the oven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rq9Gwp-MS2I/AAAAAAAAAMU/f89tULndijg/s1600-h/DSCN3440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093367505293691746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="174" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rq9Gwp-MS2I/AAAAAAAAAMU/f89tULndijg/s320/DSCN3440.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza came out from oven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rq9Ih5-MS3I/AAAAAAAAAMc/AkkjAo8CJ3U/s1600-h/DSCN3442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093369450913876850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="175" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rq9Ih5-MS3I/AAAAAAAAAMc/AkkjAo8CJ3U/s320/DSCN3442.JPG" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yee Enn enjoying his meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rq9I2p-MS4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/OdqeYCqM5bM/s1600-h/DSCN3443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093369807396162434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rq9I2p-MS4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/OdqeYCqM5bM/s320/DSCN3443.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;Last but not least, happy birthday to Yee Enn!! You are one year older, so be more mature and responsible, ok?? Looking forward to have a great semester with you as a housemate and good friend! Must study hard yea this sem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshIqOCcCTI/AAAAAAAAAMs/osfwZ6vbIgo/s1600-h/DSCN3445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100406468157114674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RshIqOCcCTI/AAAAAAAAAMs/osfwZ6vbIgo/s320/DSCN3445.JPG" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-6993962726805001472?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/6993962726805001472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=6993962726805001472' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/6993962726805001472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/6993962726805001472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/meal-especially-for-yee-enn.html' title='Meal Especially for Yee Enn'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rq9Ew5-MS1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/pg1rrnLiOXg/s72-c/DSCN3439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-8698090076963083096</id><published>2007-07-30T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T18:33:31.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Second Semester</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of my year two second semester. But I am still currently in the holiday mood. I am going to be very busy this semester. Busy with John Curtin Leadership Academy (JCLA)Module Lessons (3 hours every Thursday throughout the semester), JCLA Fundraising project, responsibility of a core member, as a student with 24 contact hours per week, and maybe taking a part time job as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JCLA Fundraising Project is a project where three of us - Radoman, Michael and me in a group will be meeting three times per week. In this project, we need to fundraise money by organising two sausage sizzles and asking for sponsorships. With this money, we will be able to print brochures of Royal Flying Doctor Service(RFDS-an organisation of flying doctor services bringing patients from rural areas to the general hospital in Perth city). We will be distributing the printed brochures in various places like city, universities and shops. All of these have to be done in 12 weeks aligned with the tuition week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester, I am taking four units - Thermodynamics, Process Heat Transfer, Process System Analysis and Chemistry 102 (my last semester chemistry in my degree course and will be learning organic and physical chemistry). I just finished my two lectures - Thermodynamics and Heat Transfer today. Thermodynamics is taught by Professor Ming Ang - our lecturer for Process Principles last semester. What is thermodynamics? No idea. But &lt;em&gt;thermo = heat&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;dynamics = movement&lt;/em&gt;. I reckon should be transfer of heat. Heat transfer is supposed to be taught by our last semester lecturer - Dr Nicoleta, but she is on her maternity leave. So, this unit is taken over by two new lecturers - Dr Rupa Vuthaluru and Gordon Ingram. I think Dr Rupa is a Malaysian Indian from what I see as her appearance. This lecturer has very soft voice, so next time whenever her class I need to sit in the first row in order to really listen clearly of what she is talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the core member, I will be busy with two music practices per week - one for cell group and one for church. Basically core members are the ones that deal with the transport, games, worship team, prayer, sharing of God's words, and refreshments for every week. I will be in charge of the prayer this semester. Last Friday was our first cell for this semester (before that we had winter combined cell). I was supposed to play keyboard in the cell group, but they forgot to bring it over. So, I had to take on the worship leading. But problem is the songs - One Way, from the inside out, and everlasting were chosen by Diana and I am not really familiar with the last two songs. So, I was stucked for the "from the inside out". I could not remember how to sing. But luckily, my cell group leader started singing and I could continue after that. When I finished doing the worship leading, I really felt very bad. Not only I could not sing well, but also could not lead well. Even the visitors also can sense lost of direction. It was my second time of leading that night. I felt myself doing very badly but my other core members' encouragement makes me feel better. So, this semester, I will be working more on worship leading, prayer and keyboard playing. Remember I said I am afraid of praying in front of so many people? In the cell group for this semester, we were re~distributed. I did not pray for God to put me with who and who, but praying that God put me in a cell which can help me grow more. I guess God really want me to grow by being able to pray in public and here comes the prayer "committee".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely need to work hard for this semester. Let's gambatte together!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-8698090076963083096?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/8698090076963083096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=8698090076963083096' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/8698090076963083096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/8698090076963083096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-day-of-second-semester.html' title='First Day of Second Semester'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-8054114053759647545</id><published>2007-07-21T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:42:20.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Curtin Leadership Academy 4-Days Workshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey, the owner of this blog will be away from 23rd to 26th of July. I'll be going to the John Curtin Leadership Academy workshop. It is a four days workshop held in The Vines Resort. Basically, this is the timetable that have been planned out for the workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd July (Day 1)&lt;br /&gt;9.30am Arrive at Curtin Building 599 (Curtin Volunteer hub)&lt;br /&gt;10.00am Leave for The Vines Resort from Curtin University&lt;br /&gt;11.00am Arrive at The Vines and settle in.&lt;br /&gt;12.30pm Lunch (Sian White - Curtin Volunteers President)&lt;br /&gt;2.00pm Welcome and introductions, outline of program,&lt;br /&gt;Introductory activities and icebreakers&lt;br /&gt;2.30pm Overview and goal setting/objective setting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thinking big. (Leads on from Success stories)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talk about Fundraising&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you hope to achieve by being here?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you hope to achieve for your club by being here?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where do you want to be for your advanced camp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.30pm Self Awareness Instrument - Personality Profile (Myers Briggs)&lt;br /&gt;- Discussion of results and meaning&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.00pm Break&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.00pm Dinner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.30pm Leadership Olympics&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.30pm Free time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th July (Day 2)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7:30am Spa or Other Activity&lt;br /&gt;8.30am "Fundraising is more than a sausage sizzle"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.30am Ice Cream Game/Social Justice Experiment&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11.00am Public Speaking Exercise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11.30am Break&lt;br /&gt;12.00pm Lunch&lt;br /&gt;1.00pm GQM&lt;br /&gt;2.30pm What do I have to offer?&lt;br /&gt;· Increasing self awareness (Head, Heart, Hands)&lt;br /&gt;· Playing to your strengths and the strengths of your team&lt;br /&gt;· Myer’s Biggs results recap.&lt;br /&gt;3.30pm Team Challenge/ Learning Activity &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.30pm Team Roles Assessment/ Application&lt;br /&gt;5.30pm Break&lt;br /&gt;6.00pm Dinner&lt;br /&gt;8.00pm Movie&lt;br /&gt;9.30pm Free time &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th July (Day 3)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.30am Breakfast: Turning $100 into $5000 – with Doug Paling: Head of leading Foodbank in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;8.30am Reflection&lt;br /&gt;10.00am Team challenge&lt;br /&gt;· Focus on trust, and sustainability training.&lt;br /&gt;11.00am Styles of leadership:&lt;br /&gt;· Leadership styles/ Personal Preferences&lt;br /&gt;· Models of leadership&lt;br /&gt;· Divide into groups – snowflakes competition&lt;br /&gt;· Reference Movie&lt;br /&gt;12.30pm Lunch&lt;br /&gt;1.30pm Introduction to Planning&lt;br /&gt;· One car for fundraising&lt;br /&gt;· One car for sustainability in club, society, etc&lt;br /&gt;2.30pm Break – Give them a chance to plan their fundraising&lt;br /&gt;· Mentor offer advice, help. But they shouldn’t tell them what to do.&lt;br /&gt;6.00pm Dinner (Guides speak about their experiences)&lt;br /&gt;8.00pm Formal end the Workshop then introduction to the next step of Action Planning for the Fundraiser Project.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th July (Day 4)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.30am Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;8.30am Swimming/Spa or other Morning Activity&lt;br /&gt;9.30am Project Management Brief&lt;br /&gt;· Project Brief&lt;br /&gt;· WBS&lt;br /&gt;· Tuckman Summary&lt;br /&gt;10.30am Balloon Team Building&lt;br /&gt;11.00am Project Management Brief&lt;br /&gt;· Gantt Chart&lt;br /&gt;· Self Time Management&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12.00pm Lunch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.00am Building steps to your future career&lt;br /&gt;· Soft skill discussion&lt;br /&gt;· Showing your soft skills in your resume(Need Resume)&lt;br /&gt;· Strategies for building on existing skills&lt;br /&gt;· Identifying gaps in skill set&lt;br /&gt;· Developing strategies for addressing gaps&lt;br /&gt;· Module talk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.00pm Where do you want to be at the end of semester?&lt;br /&gt;· Implications for self (What will I do?)&lt;br /&gt;· Implications for your organisation (What can we do?)&lt;br /&gt;· Specific skills to develop / practice&lt;br /&gt;3.00pm Wrap-up / evaluation / feedback / Did we achieve our objectives?&lt;br /&gt;4.00pm Return to Curtin on Bus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Basically, these are the activities that we are going to do in the four days. What scares me is that all of the participants going to be those "ang mos". But I'll definitely need to overcome my weakness which is to social with them and be friends with them under stressful conditions. Pray for me for good outcomes yea!&lt;/span&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/3073970672487375105-8054114053759647545?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/8054114053759647545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=8054114053759647545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/8054114053759647545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/8054114053759647545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/john-curtin-leadership-academy-4-days.html' title='John Curtin Leadership Academy 4-Days Workshop'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-1537101050697023199</id><published>2007-07-18T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T19:58:44.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fremantle Trip</title><content type='html'>Today was my first time to Fremantle. I went together with Susan. Vata had to stay back to study for her supp while Kent Onn stayed back with her. This was my first time and Susan's as well. So, basically, is just like going to somewhere where we don't even know what or where to go. But luckily, in the train I met an uncle, who is Pastor Patrick's (Zion's pastor) father-in-law. I did not know him at first. But after chatting then I know who he is. He was with his family that time, with two active sons. Well, in the train, I saw the difference on how an Asian and an Aussie bring up their kids. Asians tend to be more protective. They do not let their children do things which might harm themselves(like walking around in the train, because the kids may fall down if the train stops), but Aussies tend to let go. They make their children learn from mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we reached Fremantle after almost an hour trip, my first thought was "Wow! I love this place. I want to stay here if I work in Perth next time. Good place to live!" Fremantle is like a small town, dealing with more marine stuff and port because it is just along the coast. The first thing that we did when we reached there was hoping into the Fremantle cat(F.O.C) to tour around Fremantle. The shops were smaller and lower, with lots of museums. After sitting in the cat for one round, we decided to start with shopping. The first shop that attracts me is the spice shop. Lots of people inside. So, we just went in and see. Besides spice, they sell lots of coffee bean, rice, beans...... All were in sacks. I bought the homemade marshmallows. Nice one, soft, fresh but very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp412V3uB0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/t6IE7Y-yJcE/s1600-h/DSCN3399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088563836675295042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp412V3uB0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/t6IE7Y-yJcE/s320/DSCN3399.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Esplande park in Fremantle. Favourable for picnic and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fremantle is also famous for its fish and chips. The uncle that I met in the train recommended us Kailis and Cicerello's. How do we go there? Well, we just asked around and walked according to the directions given. Without them, we will lost in no where. We tried Kailis at first because the uncle said that Kailis is better. The uncle even taught us how to order (two pieces of fish instead of two meals because the chips are really too many). $10.40 for two pieces of fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7I_F3uB1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZCm7NIFDdqs/s1600-h/DSCN3401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088725615208433490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7I_F3uB1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZCm7NIFDdqs/s320/DSCN3401.JPG" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of me outside Kailis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, it was still very early because Susan and I planned to watch sunset before we go home. So, we walked around and saw the Marine museum. We went in and looked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7Jhl3uB2I/AAAAAAAAAK0/xH2nykWAoII/s1600-h/DSCN3405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088726207913920354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="228" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7Jhl3uB2I/AAAAAAAAAK0/xH2nykWAoII/s320/DSCN3405.JPG" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of the Marine Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7J4V3uB3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/DFHfN7acsss/s1600-h/DSCN3406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088726598755944306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="173" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7J4V3uB3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/DFHfN7acsss/s320/DSCN3406.JPG" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Marine Museum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7KSl3uB4I/AAAAAAAAALE/x6sEXwKzprY/s1600-h/DSCN3411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088727049727510402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="174" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7KSl3uB4I/AAAAAAAAALE/x6sEXwKzprY/s320/DSCN3411.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the cabins in the olden ship in the museum.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7KtF3uB5I/AAAAAAAAALM/jxQ1f2wwmFM/s1600-h/DSCN3416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088727504994043794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7KtF3uB5I/AAAAAAAAALM/jxQ1f2wwmFM/s320/DSCN3416.JPG" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;The pulley used during the olden times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting the museum, I found out that Fremantle is a bit like Malacca. Lots of traders came here and no wonder there was so many people in the spice shop that I went just now. After the museum, Susan decided that we just sat on the bench in the Esplanade Park and watched the nature. I love the park. It is so beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7LFl3uB6I/AAAAAAAAALU/yMG0JngJ69E/s1600-h/DSCN3422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088727925900838818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="175" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7LFl3uB6I/AAAAAAAAALU/yMG0JngJ69E/s320/DSCN3422.JPG" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan and the harbour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7Lql3uB7I/AAAAAAAAALc/sFlPPzEub8U/s1600-h/DSCN3423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088728561555998642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="180" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7Lql3uB7I/AAAAAAAAALc/sFlPPzEub8U/s320/DSCN3423.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with the "fisherman" and bucket of fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7MkF3uB8I/AAAAAAAAALk/gguB5VwzCRA/s1600-h/DSCN3425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088729549398476738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="173" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7MkF3uB8I/AAAAAAAAALk/gguB5VwzCRA/s320/DSCN3425.JPG" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me along the jetty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7NP13uB9I/AAAAAAAAALs/IGhiETL1iyU/s1600-h/DSCN3429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088730301017753554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7NP13uB9I/AAAAAAAAALs/IGhiETL1iyU/s320/DSCN3429.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with another "fisherman"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7O_V3uB_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/-_XMnGpFkO4/s1600-h/DSCN3433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088732216573167602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="180" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7O_V3uB_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/-_XMnGpFkO4/s320/DSCN3433.JPG" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was almost sunset. So, we went to eat again in Cicerello's. $11.45 for one fish &amp; chips. After trying two of the famous shop, I prefer Cicerello's because the fish is thicker. Full with protein and fat today. Besides Poly, Susan is the only one that watched sunset together with me. We just met for exactly a week today, but seem like we had done lots of things and have been very close friends. We even started to share our inner thoughts. Thank God for sending me friends from Miri because He knows I miss Miri too much and had been bored for the past two weeks. I truly appreciate this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7N313uB-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/qKJQe2ABFek/s1600-h/DSCN3430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088730988212520930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7N313uB-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/qKJQe2ABFek/s320/DSCN3430.JPG" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish &amp; Chips and crab meat in Cicerello's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7O_l3uCAI/AAAAAAAAAME/p7PA8T49qIY/s1600-h/DSCN3437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088732220868134914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp7O_l3uCAI/AAAAAAAAAME/p7PA8T49qIY/s320/DSCN3437.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The harbour at night. Before we started to ask around for train station, we managed to get Baskin Robbin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home, we reached Oats Street Station. We had to transit bus back to Curtin in that station, but the bus will come only after half an hour. I was so tired that I did not want to wait anymore. So, I just called Avison to come and pick me up. While waiting for Avison, there was one guy came to me &amp;amp; Susan and start talking to us. This was basically our conversation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: Hey, where are you from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheron: Malaysia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Oh, Malaysia. I like one of the traditional dish there. It consists of prawn, fish, chicken, beef and is cooked by snake egg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheron: Snake egg? Susan, what is that dish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Susan: *thinks* Oh, maybe is a kind of cold dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheron to stranger: Oh, I don't know which kind of dish are you talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Oh, is cooked by snake egg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheron: *keep quiet*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: *laugh* Do you believe in yourself, Jesus, Islam, Buddhism, Hindus, Taoism.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheron: *look at the stranger again* Oh, I believe in Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Jesus?? *Then, he started to talk things in the bible - Old Testament, Prophets......*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheron: Oh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger:**continue with his 'airy' talk**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheron (realised Susan had been quiet and looking at other places instead of the guy anymore): *look at Susan - Oh no!! Is he drunk??*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Susan: *look at me and smile*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger:*Goes on with his talk* So, when do you think Jesus will come again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheron:*Oh no, he is definitely drunk.. God saves me!!* Erm.. Not sure.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that time, Avison's car came. Thank God I am saved! I quickly get my bag and ran into the car. In the car, I complained to Avison. Avison told me that the place is very very dangerous at night and told me not to take the train back the next time I come back from city if it is already dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later at night, Susan chat with me and said that I looked freak out just now. Susan said that just now the guy is really near to us and she said she almost hit the guy if he walk one more step nearer. But I still need to thank God that I am saved finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-1537101050697023199?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/1537101050697023199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=1537101050697023199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1537101050697023199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1537101050697023199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/fremantle-trip.html' title='Fremantle Trip'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rp412V3uB0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/t6IE7Y-yJcE/s72-c/DSCN3399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-1720786664573184863</id><published>2007-07-17T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:23:27.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Movie in Perth</title><content type='html'>Just came back from bringing the new students to Gelare and Movie Night. Today's movie is also my first movie in Perth - Transformer. I believe my friends in Malaysia sure said, wow, it is considered an old movie now and you still went to the cinema to watch.  But transformer is really a good one. I like bumble bee, especially when it transforms into the small cute yellow car. It is already 12am now. It has been a very long time since I stay outside until this time. There will be nothing much to keep you outside in Perth actually compared with in Malaysia because the shops here close very early(5pm) except certain days and &lt;em&gt;yum cha&lt;/em&gt; in Perth is also very rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about my first visit to the cinema. First thing come into my eyes is couple seats!! I saw lots of couple seats over there and I sat on one of them with all those I don't know. Memory came back to me again where my Miri friends and I always gather at Bintang watching movie and playing bowling before the movie. But here, we have Gelare before movie! Had waffle, but the waffle came very late, so by the time it came, I only have 10 minutes to finish. Imagine Sheron, the slow-eater finishing a large waffle with ice-cream in 10 minutes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I dislike about the cinema here. First is that the preview session is so long, lasted for like half an hour. It's so wasting my time. Second is that the seats are not numbered. If you are a bit late before the movie starts, you will have to sit separately with your friends. This is the case that happened to me just now because I need to go to the washroom before I got into the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually for me, I prefer watching movie at home, in my comfortable couch with my Smith, rather than watching in the cinema tho I need to admit that the sound effect and the screen is great. But I just don't know why whenever I am in the cinema, I will feel dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all for now. I need my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I have committee post interview tomorrow morning. Wish me luck and pray for me yea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-1720786664573184863?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/1720786664573184863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=1720786664573184863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1720786664573184863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1720786664573184863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-movie-in-perth.html' title='First Movie in Perth'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-7779624412664074698</id><published>2007-07-15T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T18:43:56.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ night</title><content type='html'>One of the highlights when Kent Onn was here in Perth is the barbeque night, which made me sick after that and had to sleep from 2.30pm to the next day 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the barbeque preparation, we went to Swansea market to buy the meat. We bought lamb, beef and chicken wings for the barbeque. The other two girls cannot eat red meat(lamb,beef), so, just left me and kent onn eating the meat. Kent Onn is really a gentleman because I never see Vata doing anything whenever he is around. Helping her to carry all the stuff, when we have to carry our own grocery shopping, and lots more, which include being the cook for us! Kent Onn is our chef cook for the BBQ. He is the one who does every work from marinade to ready-to-eat. He is a good cook, too. Thanks, Kent Onn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoIeW53wdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AuvJNMuqBVI/s1600-h/DSCN3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoIB253wcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sKk9gi5wD1Y/s1600-h/DSCN3372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087387557079531970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="173" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoIB253wcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sKk9gi5wD1Y/s320/DSCN3372.JPG" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kent Onn's secret recipe. Basically, I just know that there is honey and oil. The rest I don't know and that is why it is called SECRET recipe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoIeW53wdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AuvJNMuqBVI/s1600-h/DSCN3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087388046705803730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="168" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoIeW53wdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AuvJNMuqBVI/s320/DSCN3373.JPG" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoIeW53wdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AuvJNMuqBVI/s1600-h/DSCN3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, we are the meat lovers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoIy253weI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UIMztz6-rT8/s1600-h/DSCN3378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087388398893122018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="233" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoIy253weI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UIMztz6-rT8/s320/DSCN3378.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbeque~ing the meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoJlW53wgI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/g_BRAEcbHpE/s1600-h/DSCN3382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087389266476515842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="170" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoJlW53wgI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/g_BRAEcbHpE/s320/DSCN3382.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan and the bottles of sauce that we used during BBQ. Do you see the white pepper? The white pepper is brought from Kent Onn, especially from Sarawak because the white pepper in Australia is not as nice as Sarawak. I love the Nando's chilli sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoKBG53whI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oSQ-odBHfC8/s1600-h/DSCN3386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087389743217885714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="171" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoKBG53whI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oSQ-odBHfC8/s320/DSCN3386.JPG" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couples of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoKU253wiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/WB7KZzQ-vgU/s1600-h/DSCN3387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087390082520302114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoKU253wiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/WB7KZzQ-vgU/s320/DSCN3387.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cook &amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unluckily, when we were half way BBQ~ing, the gas was almost finished. So, the heat was very slow. Oh ya, the BBQ here need not use charcoal like what we do back in Malaysia, but using gas. Due to the slow heat, we decided to bring the meat back to be cooked in Vickery house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoKtW53wjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EX933peo6KU/s1600-h/DSCN3394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087390503427097138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoKtW53wjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EX933peo6KU/s320/DSCN3394.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The half-cooked beef and lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoLa253wkI/AAAAAAAAAKU/uP9u3IGVWDA/s1600-h/DSCN3395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087391285111145026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="232" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoLa253wkI/AAAAAAAAAKU/uP9u3IGVWDA/s320/DSCN3395.JPG" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan frying the lamb and beef in Vickery. (Kent Onn's job as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoMEW53wlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hOxBefovOEs/s1600-h/DSCN3396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087391998075716178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="170" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoMEW53wlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hOxBefovOEs/s320/DSCN3396.JPG" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frying the chicken wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then went to Vickery House common room to play ping pong and the football game, while Kent Onn played pool with some guys there. Beside eating and playing, we, the girls also gossiped! We talked a lot that night and one of our topic is around the boyfriends. Well, I am in my first love, so I seriously need to learn a lot from Vata and Susan(more experience ones). One thing I found out that night is that all boyfriends are the same. Guys = same species. The girls always like to make their boyfriends angry and when they are angry, we are happy. But guys are not so easily to be made angry. Just like in my case, my boyfriend gets very patient with me everytime I try to make him angry. But that disappoints me sometimes because my mission fails! But when our boyfriends get angry, it is all very scary. I also learnt that I have actually done quite a few wrong things in dealing with my relationship. I will try to change that. Learn for better! Besides, I also came across how people handle break up. I met another new friend that night, who had just broken up with her boyfriend. She looked so depressed and she mentioned that she did not eat for one week and had been crying badly. Then, Susan talked about another friend who also cried for months and did not eat for few weeks. Breaking up sounds very scary to me. I cannot imagine myself breaking up with my boyfriend one day. But I believe that the pain which you have gone through makes you stronger. I also learned that first love never dies. They told me that although you have broken up with your first boyfriend, you will still always remember him because that is the place where you start holding hands with an "outsider", first time hugging and so on. Well, today I came across one article. I cannot imagine what will happen to me if I really got this from my own boyfriend. I'll just post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The truth is, is that I never loved you, I hated you so much, you are my bitch and don't you ever forget that. I never cared about you, and never wanted to talk to you, and be around you. You really have no clue on how much I hate you. Now that I'm leaving I thought you should know that I hate you bitch, you never did the right thing, and you were never there. I didn't think I could hate someone as much as I hate you and I never want to see you for the rest of my life. I will never miss kissing you like before, I never want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and that's a promise. You never had my love, and I want you to remember that.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I stayed in Vickery house. But I did not sleep much, got my sleep only at 7 in the morning because was talking to Susan in her room. Amazing, right?? Sheron slept at 7am?? I woke up after sleeping for three hours. I was having headache but I still have to walk home. I straight into my sleep after I reached home and woke up at 1.30pm to have my lunch consists of half packet of maggi mee. By that time, I know I am going to sick. I couldn't even finish a packet of maggi mee! I was very dizzy that time and I know I am going to black out. So I called Joanne that I could not attend the orientation meeting and the combined cell that evening. Then, from 2.30pm, I continued my sleep until the next morning 10am without taking any dinner. Jonathan woke me up at 11pm to take the Panadol soluble. I saw things very blur when I woke. I could not even sit still, stand still or walk still, just feel like vomitting every moment. All in all, it was a very bad experience. But well, maybe this is the crazy thing I done for last semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt from this experience. I cannot sleep late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-7779624412664074698?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/7779624412664074698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=7779624412664074698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/7779624412664074698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/7779624412664074698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/bbq-night.html' title='BBQ night'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoIB253wcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sKk9gi5wD1Y/s72-c/DSCN3372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-4587610548150901598</id><published>2007-07-15T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T19:31:04.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking!</title><content type='html'>Sheron started to love cooking and baking. I used to be a young girl who does not really know how to cook and only can cook maggie mee, fried egg, and rice. All because I scared of fire and heat. But now I enjoyed cooking meals, baking biscuits, making desserts and lots more. It's all starting because I have an electrical stove at home in Perth and have all the kitchen I want. Besides, you seriously need to know how to cook to be able to survive in Perth. It is so much cheaper compared with you eating outside. So, since I was bored for the past two weeks, one of the easiest thing that I have made is "tang yuan", plus it was also my favourite. I only get to eat these "tang yuan" in my grandma's house in december during "dong zhi". Maybe is like what people said, the lesser chance you get to eat them, the more you love it. It is very easy to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you need glutinous rice flour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpn98W53wXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WebPvpT4vNU/s1600-h/DSCN3354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087376467473973618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpn98W53wXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WebPvpT4vNU/s320/DSCN3354.JPG" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, mix the glutinous rice flour with certain amount of water depends how you would like the "tang yuan" to be. The more spongy you want it to be, the lesser water you need to add. The softer you want, the more water you need to add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpn8wW53wWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/A-LtjPIJTJc/s1600-h/DSCN3353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087375161803915618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpn8wW53wWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/A-LtjPIJTJc/s320/DSCN3353.JPG" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, roll the glutinous flour into small balls. Do not roll too big because it will expand when you throw it into the boiling water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpn-x253wYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/mDLi73FzoJI/s1600-h/DSCN3355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087377386596974978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpn-x253wYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/mDLi73FzoJI/s320/DSCN3355.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, add ginger or pandan leaves(optional) into the boiling water. Don't forget to add sugar or else it will be tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpn_s253wZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/bMJzBQWK_0k/s1600-h/DSCN3356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087378400209256850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="171" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpn_s253wZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/bMJzBQWK_0k/s320/DSCN3356.JPG" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it is cooked. Chinese tradition: Eat the number of tang yuan as your age next year. If you are 20 years old this year, eat 21s of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoAOW53waI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_Cgl_7xKQPY/s1600-h/DSCN3357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087378975734874530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="172" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoAOW53waI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_Cgl_7xKQPY/s320/DSCN3357.JPG" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cute small tang yuan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoAom53wbI/AAAAAAAAAJM/NQ_thUkmhV4/s1600-h/DSCN3359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087379426706440626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="171" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpoAom53wbI/AAAAAAAAAJM/NQ_thUkmhV4/s320/DSCN3359.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-4587610548150901598?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/4587610548150901598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=4587610548150901598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4587610548150901598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4587610548150901598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/cooking.html' title='Cooking!'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpn98W53wXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WebPvpT4vNU/s72-c/DSCN3354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-7501262263345342881</id><published>2007-07-15T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T18:43:57.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing in God's way</title><content type='html'>Now I look back, I found myself changing and transforming into new and higher level in the way God really wants. It's time to reposition myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a young girl who did not really care about cell group. In Miri, VCF will be our cell group which we will normally joined. Starting from the first year I was in Miri, Sabrina used to ask me to go along with her to cell group. But that time I was thinking, I need the time to study, need time to finish my homework, plus the cell was every Wednesday(during the weekday = busy time). I used to give people lots of excuse. But now I realised, it was not what I should explain to people, but is that God really cares and He wants you to spend some time with Him everyday. Even though it is a short 10 minutes quiet time, He is still satisfied with it. My second year, I started to join all the celebrations(combined cell held twice in a week on Friday). I tried not to miss any of them, even though I was busy. Like for once, I had CUTEC photography session at 12.30pm and celebration started at 12pm, I still went to the celebration although after 20 minutes, I had to leave. I was just satisfied with it although I only went there and sang few worship songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from the first semester I went to Perth, I started to go to every cell group. I found that cell group is the place that I can grow faster and meet people. That is the place where we, brothers and sisters in Christ got closer, stronger friendship. There I met Stella(my best friend), Priscilla (Cell-Mummy), and Joanne (Cell-Leader). I viewed my cell group as my second home. That is the only place where I can find true love and "true" people. I just look forward to every weekend because that is the time when we can meet again. It is so nice to be back with each other, catching up with each other. I just like this kind of feeling. In between that, I also realise one important thing - we, Christians are lived to serve God and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, second semester starting soon. I have been raised from a normal member to a core member, getting more and more involvement in God's ministry. A core member is like sub-leader who in-charges of different sections like games, words, vision sharing, refreshment, transport and lots more. One important thing is core member have to speak God's words, preaching in particular. Wow! That scares me. I never do it before, but I will just do my best. Like my vision sharing, I never do stuff like that, but Joanne suddenly asked me to do it, sharing about prayer. What I said that night I have put in my first blog entry. Yea, I really didn't know what I should say. But I researched in the internet and made a summary. Although that night, I talked like giving speech, but I realised my weakness, which is I need to give more interactive like ask more questions or give more practical stuff, or even personal testimony. Well, that is basically what a core member do, that I have observed last semester. Don't really understand it yet, wait till I have my first core member meeting on Monday night, then I will keep you guys update, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside all these, I have joined the curtin orientation this semester. At first, I joined it for my sake. I want to visit Margaret River's wine factory and chocolate factory, where you get to try all the wine you want and eat all the freshly made chocolate you like. Sound interesting right? That is what attracts me to join the orientation volunteer because I missed last semester as I was here only during the second week. I wanted to make up. But wait, today I went to Orientation Prayer Meeting. I realised one thing. I joined the orientation is not for my sake! Orientation is a great opportunity to do God's commision - to go and reach out. &lt;em&gt;Therefore go and make disciples of ALL nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.(Matt28:19)&lt;/em&gt; Well, I dropped tears in the prayer meeting. God, I am scared to go out and reach people. I just don't know how to. I never do so and I don't have the ability to outreach to people yet. But inside me, a small voice came - "Just promise me you will do your best and I will lead you through". Ok, straight then, I promised Him I will do my best and I realised what I need to do is just treat people with a sincere heart and invite them to all the functions that our church has held, like Zion Food Fest, Freshies Welcome and Grace ball. There are lots of lost soul out there. The harvest is great, but the workers are few. So, we, as one body in Christ should be united to fight the darkness. We are all soldiers of God and must therefore keep the fighting spirit. Never give up. Face them and persevere on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem popped up in the prayer meeting. I admit I cannot pray as good or as long as the others pray, but I believe that God looks not only on the words we pray(He knows what we want to pray anyway), but God looks into our heart. I used to escape from this few times. In church, sometimes we were asked to pray for the person beside. Last time, I normally would just ask the person to pray and then I told him that I don't know how to pray. I remembered once, in baptism class, Soon Kong asked me to pray in front of 6 people. I told Soon Kong that I cannot pray in public and he let me off. Now I can pray, although I'll still feel stress and nervous, but I will still pray out loud, even in front of 15 people in my cell. Everyone was praying eagerly in the meeting just now, points by points. Voices got louder and louder. Well, what I did was just prayed all the points, and continued with my prayer in tongues as praying in tongues help you to continue praying when you do not know what to say or to pray. Praying in tongues let God knows everything you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, orientation is not for my sake anymore, but is for God's sake, to draw more people to His kingdom. We are the fishermen. Tomorrow is my first day of orientation. I am still a bit scared now. I seriously don't know how to outreach! But I'll try. Everyone will have their first time, right? So, don't forget to pray for me and the people out there for open hearts yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for your information, our church has done quite a lot of stuff just for the orientation. Organising Food Fest(Mamak Night), Opening booth giving lots of refreshments, wii games, Gelare night, Bringing new students to rock climbing, bowling, badminton, Freshie welcome(with lunch provided, dance, choir......) and lots more full of fun activities. So, look forward to see you new people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-7501262263345342881?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/7501262263345342881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=7501262263345342881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/7501262263345342881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/7501262263345342881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/growing-in-gods-way.html' title='Growing in God&apos;s way'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-970381560390609851</id><published>2007-07-14T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T17:34:24.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour Guide</title><content type='html'>These few days have been very busy, tiring but enjoying period for me. Here, I want to extend my apologies to Mr. Kenin Loong for being late to reply his cbox. For the past few weeks, I have been complaining to my cousin that it was very bored staying in the house for few days (should be two weeks actually). But now, I really hoped that I will be staying at my home for at least one whole day. I need a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what have been keeping me occupied with for the past few days?? Well, it's all just being a so-called tour guide for Kent Onn's girlfriend, Vata and the other girl, Susan who just came to Perth for further studies. Kent Onn is my badminton circle of friend, met him only when we played badminton, but we were quite close. We have been walking around from 9am to 5pm. It was very tiring. But I was able to go to lots of places by my own which I never been there. Although I have been in Perth for almost five months now, I still not really clear with lots of things, like where are the tourism attractions, what bus number should I take, where are the bus stops. My cousin, Jonathan had been asking me to go to city to tour because I haven't finish walking the city. I went to city twice or thrice in one semester. It gave me an impression that it was just few rows of shops, like the Northbridge, but difference is that Northbridge has more Asian stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after being asked by Kent Onn to look after both of them, so I need to bring them around, telling them what they should do. Being a blessing for others since I know how is it like if you first come to Perth without friends or relatives, not as lucky as I am who have a cousin staying here for almost four years now, telling me what to do, which is the best handphone network to choose (we have lots of network here - Telstra, Optus, 3, Virgin, Vodaphone), internet at home (Telstra, iinet, amnet......), what bus to take to certain places(72,34,99,98,75,555,898,878......), and all kind of different important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have been in Perth for few months, I am still not really clear with tourism attractions and in particular what type of bus should I take. So, by being the "tour-guide", I met some difficulties as well. Thank God that He gave me ways out. First problem, will be trapping in the city finding a 72 bus stop. We went to one bus stop, but the 72 bus only arrived one hour later. I didn't feel like waiting because Vata them still got lots of stuff need to be done in Carousel. I never sat a bus from city to carousel because normally I went to carousel straight from my house. I called my friend for what number of bus should I take. But it turned out to be the same bus that I took from Curtin to Carousel. We looked around the city walking a big big round, just to find another 72 bus stop where the bus reaches earlier than the first one, but we couldn't find any bus stop. So, at the end, we need to return to our first bus stop and waited for few minutes. It was also tiring in the bus because it traveled from city to Curtin, then to Carousel again(a long long way). So, we were all very tired by the time we reached Carousel. Exact feeling - hungry, tired, thirsty because we have not taken our breakfast and lunch yet when it was already 3.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second problem, we went to sit the Yellow Cat, one whole round to tour around Perth. For your information, there are Yellow Cat, Blue Cat, and Red Cat running in the city. These cats are free of charge and they travel to East, West and North Perth. So, we decided to sit in one of them for sight seeing since we have lots of time. But, in the cat, the driver reached the end of the stop and there were still like 10 people in the cat. So, the bus driver asked us where we want to go actually, but actually all of the 10 people were just sitting there for sight seeing. So, the bus driver told us that if we want to sight seeing, we should actually stop at one of the cat stop and walked to the opposite cat stop for another cat to return. So, finally and luckily, the bus driver drove us back to perth city centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside the "misleading" part, I too enjoyed myself. my impression to the city and Northbridge is totally out! It actually has lots of place to tour. Beside rows of shops in the city, we were able to come across to the bank, WA printing centre, Curtin Business School Perth Campus(instead of Bentley campus) and lots more. I also came across with the WA Museum, WA state library and Art Gallery in the Northbridge. I believe I still have lots more things to discover. It's true that in the bible said that when you give blessing to others, you yourself are blessed too. Amen?! Yea, well, in these so-called-tour-guide days, I came across lots of new stuff and most importantly I made two new friends! It's fate maybe, that I am now very close with these two friends although we just met like one week? I will truly keep this friendship that I have made for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjnXm53wVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/k6BWeIsSBXM/s1600-h/DSCN3341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087070171881259346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="172" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjnXm53wVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/k6BWeIsSBXM/s320/DSCN3341.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan and Vata in front of the Government Printing Office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjbQm53wMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/r6Z7qnayg2k/s1600-h/DSCN3344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087056857482641602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="172" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjbQm53wMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/r6Z7qnayg2k/s320/DSCN3344.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Susan in front of Curtin University of Technology Perth Campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjdFG53wNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tQ1hJ1eC98E/s1600-h/DSCN3349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087058858937401554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="241" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjdFG53wNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tQ1hJ1eC98E/s320/DSCN3349.JPG" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in London Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjewW53wOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5RwU3L8zL9A/s1600-h/DSCN3352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087060701478371554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="232" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjewW53wOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5RwU3L8zL9A/s320/DSCN3352.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in another view of London Bridge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjgSm53wPI/AAAAAAAAAHs/P3uAuRnj1Eo/s1600-h/DSCN3362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087062389400518898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="170" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjgSm53wPI/AAAAAAAAAHs/P3uAuRnj1Eo/s320/DSCN3362.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack, my cousin from Labuan came on Monday joined us in our sight-seeing tours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpjio253wQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CD5-0Nd6IDA/s1600-h/DSCN3366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087064970675863810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="228" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpjio253wQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CD5-0Nd6IDA/s320/DSCN3366.JPG" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls in Northbridge area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpjkum53wRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GHiByMK1wgY/s1600-h/DSCN3367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087067268483367186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpjkum53wRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GHiByMK1wgY/s320/DSCN3367.JPG" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Western Australia Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjmQW53wSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/iWUYxZFidMc/s1600-h/DSCN3369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087068947815579938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="171" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjmQW53wSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/iWUYxZFidMc/s320/DSCN3369.JPG" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in front of the Art Gallery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpjm-m53wUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/KOvY0EW8tyE/s1600-h/DSCN3370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087069742384529730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="171" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rpjm-m53wUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/KOvY0EW8tyE/s320/DSCN3370.JPG" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Susan and Vata in front of the State Library of Western Australia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-970381560390609851?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/970381560390609851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=970381560390609851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/970381560390609851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/970381560390609851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/tour-guide.html' title='Tour Guide'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RpjnXm53wVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/k6BWeIsSBXM/s72-c/DSCN3341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-4953533806746312046</id><published>2007-07-09T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T20:07:26.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody period...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Something has been bothering my mind since last night. I have been warned few things. I still clearly remember what I have been told that "when you play with fire, you will burn yourself." Yea, maybe this is what I deserved and asked for, but do I really enjoy it? Well, things came out as not what I expect, but honestly, I do enjoyed the process although it hurt. I know I am weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But inside me just want to rebel. Rebel everything. Rebel and violate all those warnings given. Purposely do the opposite things that are being told. I just don't want to listen. And today, I have really violated two of the warnings. How come I am not afraid or worry of all the consequences? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Inside me was crying. I just felt lack of love these few days. Haven't talk to any of my family members for the past three days, haven't talk to my parents for almost one week, especially my dad(one month plus) because he is now working in China(one month trip) and the communication service over there is not good. So, most of the time I called him I cannot get him. This was my first year being not able to even talk and wish my dad happy fathers' day, like what a daughter will normally do to her dad on that day. What I can do is just email him and he received the day after. That's not fair! Beside my family, I have also been hurt by my boyfriend.There are so many rumours. I know I shouldn't believe, but they just seem so real. I don't want to continue about this, just hope I will feel better after calling my sis later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-4953533806746312046?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/4953533806746312046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=4953533806746312046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4953533806746312046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4953533806746312046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/moody-period.html' title='Moody period...'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-881122251142742327</id><published>2007-07-06T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T19:20:59.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>Since I was tagged by Sabrina, here there is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 5 things found in my bag&lt;br /&gt;- purse&lt;br /&gt;- mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;- house key&lt;br /&gt;- tissue&lt;br /&gt;- lip balm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 5 things found in my wallet&lt;br /&gt;- money&lt;br /&gt;- photo&lt;br /&gt;- collection of cards (australia student engineer card, student card, credit card, IC)&lt;br /&gt;- receipts&lt;br /&gt;- name cards from lecturers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 5 favorite things in my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;- mum's teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;- perfume&lt;br /&gt;- laptop&lt;br /&gt;- bed&lt;br /&gt;- poly's teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) 5 things i've always wanted to...&lt;br /&gt;- get a women devotional bible&lt;br /&gt;- get a strong Christian faith husband&lt;br /&gt;- be a professional worker in Shell&lt;br /&gt;- a room with all those attached wall bookshelves from bottom to top&lt;br /&gt;- grand piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) 5 things i'm currently into...&lt;br /&gt;- books&lt;br /&gt;- piano playing in church&lt;br /&gt;- hongkong, taiwan, korean drama&lt;br /&gt;- make up&lt;br /&gt;- chatting with Poly at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) 5 people I tagged&lt;br /&gt;- Amanda Chin&lt;br /&gt;- FFX&lt;br /&gt;- Ben&lt;br /&gt;- sam sam&lt;br /&gt;- samantha woon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-881122251142742327?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/881122251142742327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=881122251142742327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/881122251142742327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/881122251142742327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/since-i-was-tagged-by-sabrina-here.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-3122037781705764282</id><published>2007-07-02T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T18:34:56.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I love Miri so much?</title><content type='html'>After my two-months-plus national service, the next two days, Sabrina and I with our parents brought us to Miri for a more exciting university life ahead. When we first moved into Curtin Village 5714, it was newly built. So, it was quite dirty, full with sand and dust after the construction. But thank God that our parents were there to help us clean the whole house and bought the stuff that we need for our stay while we were having our orientation in uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my foundation first semester, Sab &amp; I had the whole house all by ourselves. That was great and my room was room 2 in the house. We had bigger rooms compared to Senadin rooms, plus it's newly built. I remembered Sabrina's room flood once. The toilet broke and water kept splashing out in the midnight. The water splashed onto my door and reflected back into Sab's room through the space between the door and the floor. So, the next day, Sab woke up with her floors full with water. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second semester, Adeline, Melissa and Sharon Yong moved in. That made six Labuan~ians in a house. So, there were more laughters (means noisier) and more people to hang around. I could still remember during the early second sem, my first time travelling on a public bus to the city together with Yee Enn, Sab &amp;amp; Adeline. Adeline and Yee Enn were very bored because they have nothing to do since they just finished their orientation. So, we decided to go to the city and play while shopping for grocery! We went to Bintang, then Boulevard. Finally, we had to call a taxi back because we had too many stuff. If not mistaken, two or three full trolleys, right? Yeah, that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokBJ9DRKvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OqfjQDZxq3E/s1600-h/DSCN0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082594924983036658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="121" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokBJ9DRKvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OqfjQDZxq3E/s320/DSCN0026.JPG" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my table in 5714 room 2, with lots of yellow stick-ons on the wall (reminders, units, advices). My laptop(Dell) on the far left. I could still remember changing three laptops during my one-year foundation. Not because it was not good or spoilt by me, but my dad just want to change it. I totally had no ideas why he keep changing my laptops. From Acer to Dell then to Acer again. But I prefer Acer the most though Dell is small. But when thing gets small, you need lots of plug-in which is so inconvenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my orientation, we were separated into groups of animals. My group was the duck with Jing Tuang, Ian and Charlie. Highlight of the orientation is the O-night which is held at Piasau beach where we had lots of activities(beach volleyball). Later at night, every group has to perform one performance. Our group sang the Disney song "Can you feel the love tonight?" Our group was not the best, but we did enjoyed ourselves. I could remember Jojo group danced SHE mei li xin shi jie. Melanie got chosen for the Miss O-night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Roj_hdDRKtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/f9PyX5PNLSk/s1600-h/Ms+O-Week,+Melanie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082593129686706898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Roj_hdDRKtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/f9PyX5PNLSk/s320/Ms+O-Week,+Melanie.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty Bruneian. She is smart as well, being the best foundation media student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were brought to Miri Gospel Chapel by Mr David, one of the management lecturer in Curtin. But he now works in Shell Lutong full time, no more teaching. Miri Gospel Chapel is the place where my Christian faith really starts to grow. I considered it as my home church as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Roj-MtDRKsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4oOHeW4_CRA/s1600-h/DSCN2681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082591673692793538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="183" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Roj-MtDRKsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4oOHeW4_CRA/s320/DSCN2681.JPG" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mr David and me. See the wall in our church? It is the ten commandments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our foundation, we were separated into five groups. I was in group A, with Sian Fa, Kenin, Poly, Ian while Sabrina was in group D, together with Florence Yii, Pei Chee and Jojo them. This was the picture taken during Poly's 18 years old birthday in his hostel when all of us were not as closed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokAe9DRKuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TFQWPWHr0Y8/s1600-h/Aileen+say+1,+Fan+Jou+say+2+n+we+all+smile..+Cheesee....JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082594186248661730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokAe9DRKuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TFQWPWHr0Y8/s320/Aileen+say+1,+Fan+Jou+say+2+n+we+all+smile..+Cheesee....JPG" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three "outsiders" at the back(Oscar, Fang Rou &amp; Chris). From left: Sian Fa, Hui Ling, Aileen, Albert, Poly and Cheng. Where is me? I came late that time because I went to library with Ming Siang. When I reached there, I was "forced" to take picture alone with Poly and is not one picture, is like three or four pics. Maybe is my punishment for being late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few months, everyone got very closed because of the small size group (20 people). Like what I always said with small group, people gets very close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokPNdDRK8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/mmF18ohnsJg/s1600-h/CIMG1819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082610378275367874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokPNdDRK8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/mmF18ohnsJg/s320/CIMG1819.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: Florence Yii, Sabrina, Sian Fa &amp; Me. Group A students were having chemistry project presentation that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokGMtDRKyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/I2Fl1QAkawM/s1600-h/CIMG1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082600469785815842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokGMtDRKyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/I2Fl1QAkawM/s320/CIMG1363.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group A girls taken with Ms. Anita (our Research &amp; Writing Skills lecturer). Group A girls were also known as the Powerpuff Girl back then. From left: Jacinta, Aileen, Fann, Sheron, Hui Ling, Sian Fa &amp;amp; Shirley. Everyone was smiling so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good mates back then were Ming Siang and Albert. During our first group meeting, everyone spoke english. Think of it was weird tho. Then, during sem one, everyone was very hardworking for the project and we decided to be in the same group during our second sem again. But that time, all of us slacked. Last minute work but I did enjoyed all those last minute work together. Everytime, when we worked till late, ming siang will definitely bring us to Luo Bintang for supper. I miss the lau su fen there. But the uncle no more selling when I was in year one. Didn't know where did he go. If anyone knows, please tell me, ok? I miss his cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered once, while working on our chemistry project, we went to Albert's room in the hostel to finish it. Because we still left a lot and due date was just nearby, I decided to finish the project by that night as well. But maybe our talkings and laughters were just too noisy, the security came to check and we were caught! That time was 12.30am. So, the two securities jot down our names and IDs. But I had no idea what they did with our names after that because no any bad news after that. Maybe they just threw the paper away. Because of the group project, Albert, Ming Siang and I got very close, especially me &amp; Ming Siang where we can start to have deep conversation. Till now, no matter how less we communicate with each other, but he is always my best friend because of the bond that we have formed earlier I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokBYdDRKwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/cbSdxBsY9Gk/s1600-h/Taiwan+Ah+Pien+n+Siao+min+is+smiling+at+wat+lerrr.....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082595174091139842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokBYdDRKwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/cbSdxBsY9Gk/s320/Taiwan+Ah+Pien+n+Siao+min+is+smiling+at+wat+lerrr.....jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the picture taken in Albert's room. Ming Siang and Jacinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokDntDRKxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rv9CAQQHW6g/s1600-h/DSCN1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082597635107400466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokDntDRKxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rv9CAQQHW6g/s320/DSCN1025.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the picture, from left, Albert, me, Aileen and Ming Siang. One of our "proud" work, the physics project where our topic was Newton's Second Law. Though it was just a simple project, but I truly enjoyed myself in this project. Cycling to the nearby shop to buy the toy car with Aileen and treasure hunting for nails. That time, the Curtin Village Laundry room is half way built. So, we went there and find suitable nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokHw9DRK0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/BcKDgTXRBPQ/s1600-h/DSCF0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082602192067701570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="176" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokHw9DRK0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/BcKDgTXRBPQ/s320/DSCF0125.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokGfNDRKzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_a6gxhn1vZo/s1600-h/CIMG1993.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is taken during one of our activities in Malaysian Studies - Visit long house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to take LAN subjects when we were in our foundation. We took Malaysian Studies in the first sem and Moral Studies in the second sem. Malaysian Studies is a tiring subject where we had to write two journals every week. Each journal's length is at least 300 words. One journal for lecture and one journal for newspaper reading. Think of it, it was very wasting time that time. Credit point is 0 and we still need to do so much work and some more, it's all Malaysia history again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokGfNDRKzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_a6gxhn1vZo/s1600-h/CIMG1993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082600787613395762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="181" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokGfNDRKzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_a6gxhn1vZo/s320/CIMG1993.JPG" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture taken during one of the debates for our moral activities. Moral studies is very interesting because there are lot of activities(sketches, debates, visits) held instead of just studying and memorising stuff. I was in Kenin's group that time, together with Sabrina, Loi, Debbie, Natalie, Oscar, and Aylwin. Our pride, Sabrina had won three times straight for the best debater. I remembered one of our topic is "Sexual Transmission Surgery good or bad?" We got the good side. But we all know that it's more point for the bad side. But finally we did win. I could still remember Sian Fa would speak very very fast when she is nervous on the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than debate, our group visited the Kidney Dialysis Centre. I remembered meeting an old man, Mr Leong? the ketua kampung or something like that, I couldn't remember. We invited him to help us during our moral presentation that time but too bad, he broke his leg nerve and had to stay in the hospital. We bought some fruits for him when visiting him. My first and last visit to the Miri hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we still had sketches. Richard Kho, I would rate him the funniest and best actor I ever met. Other than him, there are still some like Jojo, Albert and Cheng(acting pai kia). Good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rot879DRK9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/-ht8ZjJDMz8/s1600-h/DSCN0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083293973860133842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/Rot879DRK9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/-ht8ZjJDMz8/s320/DSCN0690.JPG" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing which makes me occupy as a foundation student is the Varsity Christian Fellowship (VCF). I was not as active yet while I was in my first sem. I prefered to stay at home all the time, which came to think of it, it was very bad tho. I called it no life. But, I started to get active in my second sem and I enjoyed it. But too bad, I missed out the Alice Farm trip during the first sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I remember joining one of the VCF activities at Parkroyal. Buffet for RM5 only?? Nope.. Because the club has already paid for some. Besides the buffet, we had lots of fun in the beach. Beach volleyball, boomerang...... We managed to swim in the swimming pool in Parkroyal when it was dark. It was fun. In the pic was me and Ah Lung. Sabrina at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foundation graduation marked the end of my foundation life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokL6NDRK2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/AkrHIq1FOCg/s1600-h/CIMG3535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082606749028002658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokL6NDRK2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/AkrHIq1FOCg/s320/CIMG3535.JPG" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the picture is Poly, sister Karen (our friend in MGC), Me, Brother Cheng, and Kenin. See the flowers in our hands? Is given by Karen. One of the nice friend that I met in MGC. Not forget Soon Kong, Oja, Nehum, Freda, Robert......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokMrNDRK3I/AAAAAAAAAGE/IwnOW_bEN3g/s1600-h/CIMG3557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082607590841592690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="172" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokMrNDRK3I/AAAAAAAAAGE/IwnOW_bEN3g/s320/CIMG3557.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of me with my other friends graduating same time with me. From left, Alywin Lee (Lee Kim Shin's son also president of Student Council Miri 2007), Brother Cheng, Me, Fann, Hui Ling, Kenin, Ian and Poly(carrying all my stuff). How come only some of us wearing the graduation gown? Oh well, we had to pay for it tho. I didn't want to join the graduation at first because I found it meaningless because we were not graduating as a Degree student, but is only foundation. Just like STPM. It was quite expensive as well. RM60 for the gown which you only wear for half day. But the student officers called me few times that I must join that ceremony, because I need to receive my Chief Minister award (the highlight). So, I had to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does graduating mean separation as well? Yeah, I admit there are a number of students that left us, like George, Sabrina, Fann, Hui Ling and Yii Yang. But majority of the students still remain. So, we are still very close to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokNN9DRK4I/AAAAAAAAAGM/P7IL56xCc7I/s1600-h/Brother+George+%26+Albert.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082608187842046850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokNN9DRK4I/AAAAAAAAAGM/P7IL56xCc7I/s320/Brother+George+%26+Albert.JPG" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert and George. I could still remember George is from Kuching. He is same class with us during our early first sem, right? I lost contact with this friend. If anyone has his email or hp no, please forward to me, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokNyNDRK5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/pB9_3jJEbxw/s1600-h/DSCN1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082608810612304786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="170" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokNyNDRK5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/pB9_3jJEbxw/s320/DSCN1053.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Hui Ling and Fann. Both of them have switched to commerce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokOCdDRK6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/5VY1l96Y-6k/s1600-h/Yii+Yang+lalat+wanna+go+in+ur+mouth+liaw......jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082609089785179042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="181" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokOCdDRK6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/5VY1l96Y-6k/s320/Yii+Yang+lalat+wanna+go+in+ur+mouth+liaw......jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ian number 2. Ian Ling Yii Yang. He switched to commerce as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not forget about my first relationship, which started on the 9 November, 2005. Second semester. During my one-year foundation, there are two rumours about me. One with Ming Siang and I was called "ah bian fu ren" or "zong tong fu ren" that time because Ming Siang's nickname is Taiwan president "Ah Bian'. Rumours happen because I was very close with him that time due to the group project. The other one was with Poly. Poly used to be a shy and quiet guy in group A. I had a bad habit which is to make shy or quiet people talk, like Poly, Rony, Raymond.... Lots more. Because of that, Poly and I got close as well. I remembered that time I had some personal problem with my far-away Labuan friend. You know who you are? Poly is the one that offered help. He is a nice guy and he is really understanding, man! He always knew what I am thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokOf9DRK7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/oMvZadu0ZYc/s1600-h/DSCN2707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082609596591319986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokOf9DRK7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/oMvZadu0ZYc/s320/DSCN2707.JPG" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Poly and I. I used to tell myself that if I ever have a relationship, it will not last long because I am not as loyal. But now, we are reaching two years of our relationship soon! That proves me wrong as well. Though we are far apart, we still manage to move on with this long distance relationship. Thank God for His blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This marked the end of year 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, my maturity has one step increased, though it's still not so mature yet. But of coz, I'll continue to grow in the way that God wants me to be. I enjoyed my foundation as much as my degree life. Will post out more next time.&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/3073970672487375105-3122037781705764282?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/3122037781705764282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=3122037781705764282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/3122037781705764282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/3122037781705764282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-i-love-miri-so-much.html' title='Why I love Miri so much?'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RokBJ9DRKvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OqfjQDZxq3E/s72-c/DSCN0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-8254937387575238075</id><published>2007-07-01T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:53:23.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundering Trip</title><content type='html'>Today after Sunday service, we did not go to lunch as usual. But we went home because the Canning kids are still having exam. Is that all for Sunday?? No! More exciting stuff at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diana came picked me &amp; Jono at 3pm together with Stella. Then, we met Cindy, Thomas and Jason in Diana's house before we depart for the world famous award winning pizzeria in Mundering named Little Caesars. The Canning kids went there before us because we, the Curtin~ians were having our final that time. So, the Canning kids got to eat the pizzas twice by asking us to pick up for them. That was not fair tho. Lol.. Anyway, it was a very long trip. Took about 45 minutes to that lil' shop. Sitting at the back of the car, I was thinking that if the pizzas are not as nice as I expected, I will never come back anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank God that it did not disappoint tho it did not give me a good first impression coz it was just a small shop along the road, no much difference with other normal shop. When we reached there, it was just about to open (business starts at 4pm till late). It was a family business where all the family members come out and help. Saw the trophy that they have won. There is a big menu with all the prices stated on the wall. Eight of us had three pizza meals and two pizza desserts. All of them were ichiban.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeXKtDRKmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JNm-yTTXF9E/s1600-h/DSCN3333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082196914658683490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeXKtDRKmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JNm-yTTXF9E/s320/DSCN3333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Jono while waiting for the pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeXf9DRKnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Lq3lSQa6WZs/s1600-h/DSCN3335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082197279730903666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeXf9DRKnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Lq3lSQa6WZs/s320/DSCN3335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is called the Janes Addiction. The one I like most out of the three meals. It consist of marinated prawns, prosciutto (Italian bacon), garlic cream sauce, wild rocket pesto, and mozzarella cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeX1dDRKoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Bb4MCnKivow/s1600-h/DSCN3336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082197649098091138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeX1dDRKoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Bb4MCnKivow/s320/DSCN3336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Chicken Satay Pizza (one of the award winning). As usual, it consists of satay sauce, cheese, onion, capsicum, mushroom and chicken. Believe me not, it is much better taste than the usual chicken satay pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeYG9DRKpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Yo1Yl-1WN3A/s1600-h/DSCN3337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082197949745801874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeYG9DRKpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Yo1Yl-1WN3A/s320/DSCN3337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the chicken fettucine (one of the award winning as well). It consists of sundried tomatoes, fettucine pasta, cream sauce, parmesan cheese, mozzarella cheese, chicken and bacon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;/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;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;It's time for dessert pizza. As you can see, it is dark when the dessert pictures were taken tho that time was just around 5.30pm. It gets dark very early during winter unlike in summer, when it only gets dark at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeYk9DRKqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tuzD97TNdIU/s1600-h/DSCN3339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082198465141877410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeYk9DRKqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tuzD97TNdIU/s320/DSCN3339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the mudhoney pizza (award winning as well). The one I like most out of all the pizzas that I have tried. It is actually a chocolate mudcake on pizza base, with honey, icing sugar, chocolate buttons and chocolate sauce. Observe the chocolates on the pizza, but in a while, all the chocolates will start to melt because of the hot, fresh pizza that has just came out from the oven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeaT9DRKrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/49QVeLR_Jhk/s1600-h/DSCN3340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082200372107356850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" height="199" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeaT9DRKrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/49QVeLR_Jhk/s320/DSCN3340.JPG" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Eskimo Joe. I love this as much as I love the mudhoney. Dessert is always my favourite instead of the main meal. This eskimo joe has malt chocolate chip cookie as base, icing sugar, vanilla ice cream as you see and the raspberry fruit sauce. &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;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;/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;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;br /&gt;Besides the usual menu, there also sells some seasonal pizzas like cookies &amp; cream, black forrest, lemon chicken and so on. These are the seasonal pizzas that we have seen when we were there just now. But none of us opt for that. So, we didn't order that. All in all, it was a nice trip. The pizzas were not very expensive as we just had to pay for $8.50 each person to try all of the pizzas. Thanks Diana also for the long ride.&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;br /&gt;I wish I can go there again this coming semester and I'll definitely have the mudhoney once more. Very looking forward to this trip again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-8254937387575238075?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/8254937387575238075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=8254937387575238075' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/8254937387575238075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/8254937387575238075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/07/mundering-trip.html' title='Mundering Trip'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoeXKtDRKmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JNm-yTTXF9E/s72-c/DSCN3333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-3151868411567423618</id><published>2007-06-28T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:04:47.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.L. Robertson Library</title><content type='html'>This is the T.L. Robertson library. It's location is very strategic because it's in the middle of the university. It really helped a lot in my sense of direction when I first came here. Thank God also that most of my classrooms next semester will be in the library building. So, I need not walk here and there. There are one cafeteria(Bookmark cafe) and some lecture theatres in the building outside the library. Library lounge, the only place where you can eat in the library, is on the ground floor which starts at level 2. Curtin University is built on few platforms. That's why you can see some of the building starts at level 1 or 2 or even 3. There is one floor which is full with computers and some magazines with sofas to relax. There are also computers at every levels, and some of the computers can only used for the library catalogue(to find library books). There are five floors in the library with three lifts and few stairs. In level six, there are few computer rooms again and one internet room where students can bring their own laptop and just plug in to the wire and can access to the internet. Printing machine and photocopiers are available at every floor, together with the printing and photocopy card reload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOXodDRKZI/AAAAAAAAACU/nl-3p0X5IA8/s1600-h/DSCN3296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081071525852948882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOXodDRKZI/AAAAAAAAACU/nl-3p0X5IA8/s320/DSCN3296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the view of library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOYGNDRKaI/AAAAAAAAACc/nXGYfNFvxPg/s1600-h/DSCN3295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081072036954057122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOYGNDRKaI/AAAAAAAAACc/nXGYfNFvxPg/s320/DSCN3295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another view of library.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081072333306800562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="239" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOYXdDRKbI/AAAAAAAAACk/dGfHkj7VjFw/s320/DSCN3301.JPG" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The library ground floor(second floor). Do you the self-borrowing machine? You just need to show the laser your student ID code and the book code. It's touch screen also to print the receipt of the borrowed books. Can use it to borrow as many books as you want. For degree, one person is allowed to borrow 20 books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOZN9DRKcI/AAAAAAAAACs/89Y8cw6Bq3s/s1600-h/DSCN3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081073269609671106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOZN9DRKcI/AAAAAAAAACs/89Y8cw6Bq3s/s320/DSCN3302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOZjdDRKdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0KylTRaapn0/s1600-h/DSCN3303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081073638976858578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOZjdDRKdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0KylTRaapn0/s320/DSCN3303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rows of books.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081074089948424674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOZ9tDRKeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ihXTCOxGxXs/s320/DSCN3306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journals&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPThdDRKfI/AAAAAAAAADE/GKKHJ8lOxXk/s1600-h/DSCN3305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081137376291531250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPThdDRKfI/AAAAAAAAADE/GKKHJ8lOxXk/s320/DSCN3305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shelves of Journals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPUNNDRKgI/AAAAAAAAADM/fHOe7R3WAnw/s1600-h/DSCN3308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081138127910808066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPUNNDRKgI/AAAAAAAAADM/fHOe7R3WAnw/s320/DSCN3308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lots of rows of journals and books. So, to save space, the journals are packed together on a rail. If you need certain row, just turn the sterring over and it will pull apart so that you can go in and find the journal you need.&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;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPVydDRKhI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZM43fj8AgXI/s1600-h/DSCN3304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081139867372562962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPVydDRKhI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZM43fj8AgXI/s320/DSCN3304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the area for students to study and do their homework. All the doors are access to the study rooms.&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;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPWCdDRKiI/AAAAAAAAADc/TnuPtlfv0Bw/s1600-h/DSCN3309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081140142250469922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPWCdDRKiI/AAAAAAAAADc/TnuPtlfv0Bw/s320/DSCN3309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside one of the study rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPWUNDRKjI/AAAAAAAAADk/-cP_5VM6sqM/s1600-h/DSCN3310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081140447193147954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPWUNDRKjI/AAAAAAAAADk/-cP_5VM6sqM/s320/DSCN3310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the printing station in one of the computer room in level 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPXvNDRKkI/AAAAAAAAADs/GdPXxs8nCLQ/s1600-h/DSCN3307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081142010561243714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPXvNDRKkI/AAAAAAAAADs/GdPXxs8nCLQ/s320/DSCN3307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The quiet zone in the library. Basically most of the library areas are quiet zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPYLtDRKlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QQB5EPUOy48/s1600-h/DSCN3312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081142500187515474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoPYLtDRKlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QQB5EPUOy48/s320/DSCN3312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are silent zones too in the library. No talking or discussing allowed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-3151868411567423618?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/3151868411567423618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=3151868411567423618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/3151868411567423618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/3151868411567423618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/06/tl-robertson-library.html' title='T.L. Robertson Library'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOXodDRKZI/AAAAAAAAACU/nl-3p0X5IA8/s72-c/DSCN3296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-8272705230784522255</id><published>2007-06-28T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T18:46:03.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Engineering Building</title><content type='html'>Let's continue with the engineering building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081057296626297058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOKsNDRKOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Y5KPfXn54cc/s320/DSCN3286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the side view of the Engineering building. Guess how many floors inside? Is 5 floors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOLRtDRKPI/AAAAAAAAABE/bqMl2ZV2Sds/s1600-h/DSCN3331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081057940871391474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOLRtDRKPI/AAAAAAAAABE/bqMl2ZV2Sds/s320/DSCN3331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the engineering lab rooms which is only for the engineering students. You need your student card to access into these rooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOLsdDRKQI/AAAAAAAAABM/iGiJ0gsVGCQ/s1600-h/DSCN3332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081058400432892162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOLsdDRKQI/AAAAAAAAABM/iGiJ0gsVGCQ/s320/DSCN3332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another room in the engineering lab room. It was locked when I took the picture. So, I have to take from outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOL9NDRKRI/AAAAAAAAABU/I6ADktWg8UA/s1600-h/DSCN3330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081058688195701010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOL9NDRKRI/AAAAAAAAABU/I6ADktWg8UA/s320/DSCN3330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Engineering Foundation Studio. I just know that inside has computer labs from outside. I can't go into that room because I am no more a year one student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoONHtDRKUI/AAAAAAAAABs/g1qZFxKM9nU/s1600-h/DSCN3329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081059968095955266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoONHtDRKUI/AAAAAAAAABs/g1qZFxKM9nU/s320/DSCN3329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The common room in engineering building. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOQsdDRKYI/AAAAAAAAACM/ejuYR_oKykQ/s1600-h/DSCN3325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081063897991031170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="239" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOQsdDRKYI/AAAAAAAAACM/ejuYR_oKykQ/s320/DSCN3325.JPG" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The common area in engineering building where you can relax yourself after a tiring day or heat up your food. Some of the common area in the other blocks have fridge, pool table, television, or even oven. But too bad, for engineering, there is only one sink and a microwave oven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoONUdDRKVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/l23qEl-klcU/s1600-h/DSCN3326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081060187139287378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoONUdDRKVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/l23qEl-klcU/s320/DSCN3326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The common room with sofas and tables and chairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoON49DRKWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/q7yqAW0lvC0/s1600-h/DSCN3328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081060814204512610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoON49DRKWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/q7yqAW0lvC0/s320/DSCN3328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other view of the engineering common room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOOEdDRKXI/AAAAAAAAACE/wTAPub3mRtU/s1600-h/DSCN3327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081061011773008242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOOEdDRKXI/AAAAAAAAACE/wTAPub3mRtU/s320/DSCN3327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The project room in the engineering building. It was also locked when I went there due to semester break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-8272705230784522255?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/8272705230784522255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=8272705230784522255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/8272705230784522255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/8272705230784522255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/06/engineering-building.html' title='The Engineering Building'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoOKsNDRKOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Y5KPfXn54cc/s72-c/DSCN3286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-1817188568298758600</id><published>2007-06-28T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T18:12:08.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtin University of Technology Bentley campus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Due to some peer pressure from my friends, I finally went to uni to take the picture of some part of the university - the south area. Let's move on to the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoM3U9DRKII/AAAAAAAAAAM/GBekwcV54qk/s1600-h/DSCN3285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080965637729233026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoM3U9DRKII/AAAAAAAAAAM/GBekwcV54qk/s320/DSCN3285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the south entrance of the university. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoM3_tDRKJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/q-Q4tYNhis4/s1600-h/DSCN3287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080966372168640658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoM3_tDRKJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/q-Q4tYNhis4/s320/DSCN3287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&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;Another south entrance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoM4YtDRKKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/H7zLMsIO3go/s1600-h/DSCN3289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080966801665370274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoM4YtDRKKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/H7zLMsIO3go/s320/DSCN3289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The autumn leaves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoM479DRKLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/W1ZGB5RLkIk/s1600-h/DSCN3291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080967407255759026" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-1817188568298758600?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/1817188568298758600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=1817188568298758600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1817188568298758600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1817188568298758600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/06/curtin-university-of-technology-bentley.html' title='Curtin University of Technology Bentley campus'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0c3W6p4gCY/RoM3U9DRKII/AAAAAAAAAAM/GBekwcV54qk/s72-c/DSCN3285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-4912715361329217022</id><published>2007-06-27T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T12:15:18.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection on lecturers for Year 2 Sem 1</title><content type='html'>Dr Hongwei Wu is one of the minority lecturer which is so good and friendly that I have found in Curtin Perth. No matter what the students do to him, busy talking, making fun when he is teaching, he still shows us the smile. He is the friendliest lecturer that I have found here. But I just could't know why when he called me just now, I tend to get so nervous by just talking with him on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's all for my John Curtin Leadership Academy sake where I have to get contacts from these lecturer asking permission for them to become my referees for my resume and also for the recommendation letters. Tomorrow, I'm going to uni again to look for lecturers to show them all my documents. Hopefully they are there because lecturers seldom turn up in this university period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's talk about this sem lecturers. All are good and experienced of coz. It's then worthwhile of what we have paid for such huge amount in Bentley campus compared to Miri campus. First, let's start with my favourite Fluid Mechanics lecturers. We had two parts. Part A was taught by the Dean of Engineering - Professor Tony Lucey. Like him because he is very experienced. Experience in real life and experience in giving lectures. I found his lecture forever interesting especially when the part where he relates to the real life. He seriously knows a lot of stuff. Oh ya, he is also the unit controller of engineering mechanics 100. Friends, remember where there is a part in the tutorials where the solution written by the lecturer is so messy? That was his handwriting. He is from the department of mechanical engineering. Part B taught by Dr Hongwei Wu(from chemical engineering department). A very good lecturer as I mentioned above. Always try his best to help students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, will be chemistry. Again, we have two parts - Physical(Mr. Barry Thornton) and Inorganic(Professor Mark Odgen). I love Barry more. The santa clause lecturer. He really looks like a santa clause that makes me take his picture in the lecture without letting him know. But this lecturer gives me a bad impression the first time I met him. We had to sit outside the tutorial room for one hour because Mark has misintepret our tutorial location. When sitting outside the tutorial, I could still remember he scolded one lady that asked question "You woman, keep quiet". Well, I didn't know that he was actually joking because he sound very serious that time. After getting to know him more, he was actually a funny guy and knowledgable as well. Knows a lot of things in real life involving chemistry. From him, I even know that we human are actually slightly acidic. Mark was alright. But I still have problem in listening what he speaks tho he always try his best to lecture us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one would be Process Engineering Materials. Dr. Deeptangshu. Again, this lecturer gives me a bad impression from beginning because what I think was he didn't want to accept people ideas coz that time we didn't like the tutorial which really waste our time and we have to get up early at 8am for a "wasted class". Luckily, I'm in the 9am session. But, during our first evaluation which is in the 4th week, we commented this lecturer the most. But he later gave me a good impression that he try to solve the problem that we have commented to the head of chemical engineering. He continued to do his best for us. One thing was the best is during our final examination, he stood in front for a very long time as a encouragement for us and giving us a confidence eye signal(lecturer being there to support). Keep up your good work, Dr.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I met Andrew Mariott during the orientation. The lecturer that lots of Miri students dislike him for giving such a tough and hard question in our assignment and being so mean. Well, he really looks like a programmer like what Foad had said. Very untidy. He even wear shorts and t-shirt to the orientation where there are like about 400-500 students. His hair was very messy, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have an overall view as conclusion. Well, in Miri, lecturers tend to want students study for exam as when you ask questions in Miri, lecturer will tell you, this is not in the syllabus need not study. Lecturers here also tend to bring you to the real life application and appreciation of the theory. Their aims are different. They want us to do well in real life rather than just examination. During the lecture, they talk a lot about the real life application compared with in Miri, they just talk mainly about the lecture slides.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-4912715361329217022?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/4912715361329217022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=4912715361329217022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4912715361329217022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4912715361329217022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/06/reflection-on-lecturers-for-year-2-sem.html' title='Reflection on lecturers for Year 2 Sem 1'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-3307965525087502201</id><published>2007-06-22T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T18:01:35.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's blessings</title><content type='html'>These two days I have been home "alone" again. But there are two things which make me happy and I want to share it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have wanted a working permit so eagerly but it failed everytime I tried. So, it took me three days to just online applying for a working permit. So, I expect I'll only start searching for jobs two/three weeks after because it takes time for the application to process. But who knows they sent me an email informing me that my work permit has already been approved which took only 1 day! Thank God for that. Next, I'll just have to go out and look for jobs. My first destination will be on Monday - McDonald at Vic Park. Pray for me that I'll get the job. Boring being home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I received an application letter for the John Curtin Leadership Academy, which will take 1 year. It chooses the potential students to join. But I'll need to apply again because they want the best out of the best. Although, it's not sure that I'll get into that academy yet, but I want to thank God for all the opportunities that He has given to me all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it will be the Intel Science Camp, which only three of us (Darren, Samuel and I) chosen by the school to join. Only one school out of 15 high school in Labuan went for that camp. I'm not trying to boast myself here, but I just truly appreciate God for He has chosen me out of so many people. That was a three-days camp held in Beaufort, beach side hotel (forgot what name). In that camp, I learnt a lot of things. I got to meet lots of professors from the local university and got to organise a small science fair where we have to invent something and promote it to the visitors. I could remember that our group came out with the idea that tomatoes can cast away mosquitoes. We made an "experiment" by putting one person in the jungle without tomato puree and one with tomato puree. We counted the mosquito bites for both of them and it was really less for the one with tomato puree. I never know that tomatoes can cast away mosquitoes. Though our group is not the best one, but I learnt a lot of things on how to write an engineering report with abstract. I was in Form 5 when I learnt all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, is the Program Latihan Khidmat Negara(PLKN). A young girl who sticks to her home so much that she doesn't want to leave her cosy house, but God picked her for the PLKN. In that three months camp, I learnt a lot of things. One of them is to be able to be independent, although now I still misses home a lot but not as badly as the first day I went into the camp. In that camp, I got to do lots of things which I'll never do in my life if not because of this camp. Well, I got to swim in the river and enjoyed it. Staying in the jungle for one day without shower is the second valuable memory. To be crazy for God where every Sunday we have to get up by 4am to go to BCCM where the service start at 7.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there is this John Curtin Leadership Academy. Though it's not sure yet whether I'll get pick, but I truly want to get chosen so that I can glorify God's name. But it will be His will whether He wants me to get into the academy. Well, this Leadership Academy will take up one year and I'll have to pay for $200. Guess someone will ask me, why get chosen and still need to pay for it. The reason they want us to pay is to make sure that we are serious about going to the Academy's event, and to purchase consumables for these events. Basically, I'll be trained to be leaders of the world. The outcomes from this program will be self-awareness and self management, fund raising skills, sustainability, project management, communication, facilitation and dispute management. One of the best parts of this experience is that I'll meet people who are focussed, ready to achieve and above all, ready to have fun! I'll also make valuable contacts. As well as the other Academy participants, which could be venerable who's who of the student population of Curtin in its own right, I could meet the Head of HR in a multi-national Australian owned Mining Corporation, civil engineering firm and recruiters for government agencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all these, I need to thank my heavenly Father.. Thank Him for all these blessings. Thank you, God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-3307965525087502201?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/3307965525087502201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=3307965525087502201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/3307965525087502201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/3307965525087502201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/06/gods-blessings.html' title='God&apos;s blessings'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-1827474390366975608</id><published>2007-06-20T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T23:25:55.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of the 42 days...</title><content type='html'>It's now my second day of holiday and I can't see any productive things yet, except cleaning the toilet, which was after being complained by my house owner. How embarassed it is! I had never in my life being complained for the untidiness and this was the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what did I do today? Slept only at 3am and had to get up by 8am to go to bank to do some stuff. But end up, the bank was not open yet. So, went straight to bus stop to meet with Stella and Doreen for shopping. First destination, Harbour Town. Was deciding which jacket to buy. Was confused between one non-branded, fury jacket which costs 90 dollars(RM270) and one Adidas, normal jacket which costs 50 dollars. However, I ended up buying the Adidas one since it's cheaper and branded. Then, we took Yellow Cat back to the city. Doreen and Stella suggested Taka(Japanese food) for our lunch, and what came into my mind was I'll definitely spend at least 15 dollars for that meal. But end up, surprisingly, it was quite cheap compared to other hawker food. The large one only costs 7 dollars. Bought teriyaki fish. Very nice meal. But too bad I didn't take any picture. Will remember to take some pics for my blog next time. Love the salad dressing but don't know what is that. It's something like a mixture of mustard sauce and sweetening milk. However, we got lost in the middle of the city when finding for that shop. End up we need to walk a big big round though it is actually just nearby. Anyway, I think is worth it since I got to try the Japanese food there which was quite nice. Thank God for the nice nice food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home about 3pm because both Stella and I were too tired due to lack of sleep. Doreen went off early because she need to fly to Melbourne to meet her sis in the afternoon. Went home and msn.. Chatted with ming siang and Kenin for a while, then went out for dinner which was about 5.30pm.. Jonathan used to eat dinner early because he said dinner is fattening.. So, I have to eat by 5.30pm, and that was why I'm hungry now. Went to the back house to chat with my housemate and played with her dog. Cute dog tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, was also confusing whether I want to work or not although I don't have the work permit. Rokiah applied for job and got it although she didn't have any work permit. However, God told me that I shouldn't work without work permit, since is illegal and if I really want to work, I still have lots of time given for me to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a conclusion,&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt today - Be patient and do not be eager or you will get into trouble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-1827474390366975608?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/1827474390366975608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=1827474390366975608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1827474390366975608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/1827474390366975608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/06/2nd-day-of-42-days.html' title='2nd day of the 42 days...'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-4870930216808258826</id><published>2007-06-16T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T12:44:55.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester Break</title><content type='html'>Wow... This semester pass real fast. It passed so fast that I don't actually understand what I have learned throughout this semester and Monday will be my last paper - ChE213 Process Engineering Materials. Really not interested in this unit. So, many things to memorise, polymer, ceramics, iron and steel, non ferrous metal, fabricating and so on so forth. For this unit, without memorising, I don't think one can even answer half of the paper. Anyway, back to the actual reason I post this blog. Was wondering should I go back this semester break since I only start uni on the 30th of July. That's like 42 days break!(=6 weeks.) My sis had been asking me to go back be her tuition teacher again, but most of my cellies didn't go back to Malaysia. So, there will be lots of planning this semester break. Argh... Confused... But I hate sitting in the airplane, transiting here and there, all being alone. Guess I'll just stay in Perth. But what can I do??&lt;br /&gt;Planning:&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn how to use my graphic calculator&lt;br /&gt;2. Watch as much movies as possible (not english movie, I don't like English movie tho)&lt;br /&gt;3. Catch up with my friends through MSN or friendster&lt;br /&gt;4. Stay over in Rokiah's house for a few days?&lt;br /&gt;5. Chat with my darling as much as possible before the next semester starts again&lt;br /&gt;6. Clean my room and decorate it nicely.&lt;br /&gt;7. Go to down south for a camp for two days with my cellies&lt;br /&gt;8. Go to wildlife park with cellies&lt;br /&gt;9. Learn how to cook Nasi Lemak from my Malay friend&lt;br /&gt;10. Help out with the orientation&lt;br /&gt;11. Register for Zion MusicianZ&lt;br /&gt;12. Finish reading at least one English novel&lt;br /&gt;13. Learn more things on blogging and keep blogging as one of my habit, so nect time I can refer back&lt;br /&gt;14. .............&lt;br /&gt;Will be adding some more after I finish my exam... Any ideas for the other plannings?? Feel free to drop a comment for me yea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-4870930216808258826?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/4870930216808258826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=4870930216808258826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4870930216808258826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/4870930216808258826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/06/semester-break.html' title='Semester Break'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073970672487375105.post-6644175238907662708</id><published>2007-05-14T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T18:06:22.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Vision Sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To whom we pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Before we can answer, “why should we pray,” we must know to whom we pray. There is only one supreme Creator and sovereign God. There is only one way to Him and that is through His only-Son, Jesus Christ. John 14:6 says that Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” God, our Heavenly father is the only one we can be assured of who hears and answers our prayers. He is the God of amazing love, mercy and forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;Through Him, all things are possible. Jesus says in Mark 10:27. “Jesus looked at them and said, "With man this is impossible, but not with God; all things are possible with God." Daniel 9:18 tells us that “We do not make requests of you because we are righteous, but because of your great mercy.” Finally, God’s ultimate demonstration of love is forgiveness of the sins each of us have committed. John 3:16-17 “For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life. God did not send his Son into the world to condemn it, but to save it” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why we should pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There is nothing we can’t pray about. There are abundant references to prayer in the Bible. The Bible tells us to “pray without ceasing” and “in everything give thanks to the Lord.” When we choose to have a positive attitude, we realize we have received many blessings for which to give God praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We find intimacy with God through communicating with Him in prayer. 1 John 5:14 says that this is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according to his will, he hears us.” We should all go to Him in faith and be confident that He hears and answers all our prayers. And because, God knows and wants what is best for us, so ask that His will be done in all we seek from Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is highly encouraged and commanded in the Bible. So, let us explore these many reasons to pray in the context of God’s Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, to establish and maintain our relationship with God&lt;br /&gt;Prayer draws us closer to God and deepens our relationship with Him. He created us with a need for connection, and prayer is connection. Praying is talking to the Lord, just like friends talking to each other and is brought closer together through their sharing. When we pray, we share our innermost being with Him. Through prayer, we are transformed and renewed. Prayer reminds us that we are dependent on God and not on ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, to confess our sins and accept His forgiveness. James 5:16 said that “Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective.” The earnest prayer of a righteous person has great power and wonderful results.” So, why pray? Because God says it makes quite an impact!&lt;br /&gt;Third, to ask for direction, wisdom and knowledge. Prayer is seeking direction from God. Everyone turns to Matthew 7:7-11. Here, Jesus talks about asking, seeking, and knocking, “For everyone who asks, receives. Everyone who seeks finds. And the door is opened to everyone who knocks.” Jesus encourages us to ask God for things. “If you sinful people know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Heavenly Father give good gifts to those who ask him?” James 1:5-7 says “If you need wisdom -- if you want to know what God wants you to do -- ask him, and he will gladly tell you. He will not resent your asking. But when you ask him, be sure that you really believe and expect him to answer, for a doubtful mind is as unsettled as a wave of the sea that is driven and tossed by the wind. People like that should not expect to receive anything from the Lord.”&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, pray for thanksgiving and praise. The Apostles reflected Jesus’ attitude toward prayer and encouraged and commended prayer in their writings. In Philippians 4:6, Paul tells believers to pray for everything with thanksgiving. In 1 Thessalonians 5:17, Paul writes, “Keep on praying.” Prayer, for Paul, is the ultimate lifeline for the believer to God. Pray with thanksgiving for all the ways He blesses us (Philippians 4:6.)&lt;br /&gt;A prime example of a life lived by prayer is in the life of Jesus. He constantly went before God in prayer for every move He made, asking God for guidance, leading and direction, resist temptation, ask for courage, offer thanksgiving and pray for others.&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is essential to fellowship with God. Not just to have our prayers answered by God, nor just because the Scriptures tell us to, though that is reason enough. God is the Father of the entire human race, and God cares for us. (1 Peter 5:7) This means the child of God can pray, ask, and cast all his care upon God, his Father. Paul states in Romans 8:15, when we are His children, adopted into His family, we can begin calling him, "Father, dear Father."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3073970672487375105-6644175238907662708?l=sheron87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/feeds/6644175238907662708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3073970672487375105&amp;postID=6644175238907662708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/6644175238907662708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3073970672487375105/posts/default/6644175238907662708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheron87.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-first-vision-sharing.html' title='My First Vision Sharing'/><author><name>sHeRoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10392608225399128368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
