<?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-6737331780144461929</id><updated>2011-12-07T22:03:10.069-08:00</updated><category term='ways....'/><category term='TLC'/><category term='PP is the BEST.........'/><category term='BYB'/><title type='text'>BYB</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-367614340937634154</id><published>2011-10-22T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T23:05:14.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perception is taking place here.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        Recently or i should say days before, i finally understand that true heart with good intentions are not always welcome by everyone.... The sincerity given to someone will being destroyed in next minute or even seconds..... We cannot blame others because many of us know that "Give is better than take" and we know that we are giving out something with the true and sincere heart.&lt;br /&gt;       I cannot figure up myself as a good person or even nice people.... because i am just a human not an immortal.... I do have my senses getting along with my feelings.... I may looks strong and tough in my looks (hehe^^, actually i classify as "fat and short" (my outer looks)) but i really do have a strong and powerful heart to handle most the challenges in life. sometimes when i felt weak or restless, i will motivate myself to be strong and be patient. But times do is the best medicine in life, i am a human so i do cried sometimes or frequently but not in front of many others, i will cry in front of my closest family or special friend. As most of the times i will only cry and swallow my own tears on my bed and my pillow had became my best companion. It will absorb my tears and all the hardship that being voiced out to it. Thanks, my pillow (companion).&lt;br /&gt;       We are human then we cannot liked by everyone as immortal did. Then we must try our best to be the real of ourselves. I am a good example of it, i can say that i always being jokes or best material for others to generate jokes and happiness from me, as my plump body size and huge area of covering skin around my body then when they have nothing to make fun of, then i will be the "victim" but i m blessed that i have this plump body because i can understand more about others and will not laugh at others because of their features or even their personalities. As i understand the shameful of being laughed or being brought into jokes because of all the blessed features given by God, i know i may look stupid when being laughed by others then i still repay them with smile, it is regardless with high EQ but it is that i know that confrontation cannot settle up anything and will not make me look smart too, i am always thankful to God that, God has given this "passionate" in life which many people laughed at me but i always never mind, because it is a fact. I always told myself to be strong inside and tough inside because i don't have it from my looks.&lt;br /&gt;         Being disliked is like humiliation to others but for me is like a push factor for me to make me even more tactful and visualize for the future. I cannot pleased everyone surrounded me, what i can add on with it is "I'm sorry", i really cannot be the one who will being liked by everyone because i am a normal human. i am really just human.&lt;br /&gt;        I have a task from today, it is a secret within myself, when time has come then i will share it here, after that task, i think the both of us will be even happier, because happiness will surround her and my task is just a faked angel who takes care of her from distance, as long as she is happy and delighted, then i will ask for NO MORE than that. The pre-requistic is that she must be happy always but i know she will always do will. I want to talk some about my "her". She is a nice and tender lady. i can say that she is almost perfect for every criteria that should have for lady, she has all the package then when i am with him, i will always be humble to myself that told myself she deserves better man. So what is my role? I am just a guardian angel but i cannot fly (because i am too heavy and my wings cannot support me up). I will be more than happy when i saw she smile and had a great times. I am not promoting her in here but she is really a (99%) almost perfect lady and suitable to be a life-time partner but i know myself will not be her chosen one, i am not timid or getting angry with my own weaknesses but everyone should realize ownself and i am lucky that i know myself very much. What i am doing now is that i will take care of her for the time being as when she found "The One" then i will set her fly to the best one. Please don't pity or think that i am provoke myself, it is my truth words from my heart, in my heart, such a nice lady really deserve better ones. That's why, starting from now, i will give her more times to choose and in search for the best one, as i promise that i will take care of "her" with true and sincere heart. As i will not gone over the border.   &lt;br /&gt;        As i will be the same of me, still be everyone's jokes and not taking it to heart but felt relieved that i was being focused by someone. I will still be the One that i always be, and do all the right things and do it all correctly. Shared again my feelings in the coming times.....^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-367614340937634154?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/367614340937634154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=367614340937634154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/367614340937634154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/367614340937634154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2011/10/perception-is-taking-place-here.html' title='Perception is taking place here.......'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-8448228855268325835</id><published>2011-10-01T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T01:22:18.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New surroundings + new "ambience".....^^ (part II)</title><content type='html'>I have something to share about "the One" of mine. What can i say about her, she is not only a kind lady but she is always there for me whenever i needed her the much. After 305 days, i met with her.... Even still i always felt excited and blood pressure up raising when about to meet with her.... If there is someone willing to ask me when is my saddest time (cox many people said i am an "open-heart fruit"....hahahhahahha^^) i would answer them that when the times i temporary separate with my DD. Every time, after having lunch or shopping with her then it's time to go back to school, i would feel extra sad and really hard to describe the feelings....&lt;br /&gt;       Maybe someone would say that how can i be so emotional ??? I would say that those who ever try the best chocolate then will not say that chocolate is too sweet for him / her. I love her as who she is. We met and be together not even a year yet but my feelings toward her is more than words can be defined, our relationship is uphold with something which is invisible and tie us together.... hopefully it can tie both of us till the end of the world.... My life is full of colours which rainbows just cannot compete with my inner world's colours now.... I will also try my best to shade her world with colours and will never let her world to be dull.... DD, believe me; "I will be the One for you" and trust me nothing going to change my heart or feeling for you......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-8448228855268325835?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8448228855268325835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=8448228855268325835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/8448228855268325835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/8448228855268325835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-surroundings-new-ambience-part-ii.html' title='New surroundings + new &quot;ambience&quot;.....^^ (part II)'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-8823806157810646696</id><published>2011-09-30T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T17:45:12.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New surroundings + new "ambience".....^^ (part I)</title><content type='html'>End of Year 2010 and mid year of 2011 are really special in my "life-calendar", it marks with meaningful matters and joys.......June 2011 is really special for me, i have been transferred to a new school, in which it makes me feel so excited, anxious and unsecure for the "bright" future...... but the outcomes are really fantastic...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i m going to talk and say about my new school, i would like to say something about someone (new) special in my life..... She appeared in my life in the late 2010, i would never forget the date we met and days we shared til now.... she has provided me with tender, loving and care. she actually quite a special and capable lady. From the 1st day, we met and chat, she has made me irresistible, she is a kind, lovely, pretty, cute, filial and many more good good points to be added.... she impressed me the much is her TLC... She is tat special which words are cannot described about because words are flat and cold.... she deserved better than that, that why until now i also give my best TLC for her, i appreciate her much as the ways she appreciated me too..... Both of us had gone through a long period of hardships and barriers together and till the days we be together... What can i say more about her..... her kindness and caring really cannot be described or explained with words.... What i want to say to her is that "I will love you forever and your world will be vacant with my true TLC too......" oh ya....forgot to mention her name...she is JKyy.......JKYY, BYB will love you as the who you are.......^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-8823806157810646696?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8823806157810646696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=8823806157810646696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/8823806157810646696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/8823806157810646696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-surroundings-new-ambience-part-i.html' title='New surroundings + new &quot;ambience&quot;.....^^ (part I)'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-4602850512949726688</id><published>2010-05-04T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T08:04:00.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"NO title"</title><content type='html'>SOmetimes, is it that people like to think a lot of things?? Thinking of how to get rich? thinking of how to get the best man / woman on the earth???? Thinking of something quite impossible too? I think we just cannot live as simple as we wish.......When u have a thing then u will ask for more.....later u will keep on drinking "Papsi"(wrong spelling)-Ask 4 more.......Simple life then to make us boring but demanding life makes us fell tired......then what is the best for us? I ever watched a drama named "A liter of tears" it is really touching and taught me a lot things. It taught me that at the minute / second, you still breathing then your life is well worth...when u  start stop breathing, everything is too late...... I always hear my friends sa that He / She dreams of , hope of....BUT they are ot doing anything for their dreams &amp;amp; hopes...........(oppss.....including me-(not always)....&lt;br /&gt;Hope gives us power to drive on......dream gives us a vision to search for.....but all this need million tonnes of efforts and action.......We do possess this power, action and efforts......but we just din fully utilised it.  I really don understand why we promised ourselves to do this and that at the time but suddenly it can change on the spot......it is not classified as flexible but more to be ever changing.... we also always complaint after the matter has happened which do have any meaning at all...but still finding the matter's "culprit".......actually the "culprit" is us, ourself. But we did not want to admit it, then keep looking for thousands of reasons to covered up....&lt;br /&gt;In 2010, i promised myself to be "sin-chan" favourite cartoon show's hero......That is "Action Man"......I want to be a man with immediate action...but until now i still cannot cope with it.....then i hope (see, i hope) to be THE ONE later after this........................^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-4602850512949726688?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4602850512949726688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=4602850512949726688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/4602850512949726688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/4602850512949726688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-title.html' title='&quot;NO title&quot;'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-7376115429522586731</id><published>2009-10-30T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:07:43.189-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYB'/><title type='text'>Hehe!:-) Really funny MUST see....... especially those involved.....</title><content type='html'>Haha!:-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1e7db011dd738b2c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1e7db011dd738b2c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331221549%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4113F93939817358F56BF8AAFC034DED9002DB15.139287248E299BB505E336D29387822A1FC3CE26%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1e7db011dd738b2c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dbm4bgEggNOWQ7retYYn2aJ_BKM8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" 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href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7376115429522586731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=7376115429522586731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/7376115429522586731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/7376115429522586731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2009/10/hehe-really-funny-must-see-especially.html' title='Hehe!:-) Really funny MUST see....... especially those involved.....'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-6140210775803706718</id><published>2009-09-11T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:35:27.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PP is the BEST.........'/><title type='text'>ROTI PP in memory.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SqrzkBpmSWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/13q8YYKXGLo/s1600-h/pp3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380380505091230050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SqrzkBpmSWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/13q8YYKXGLo/s320/pp3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/Sqrzjny4FkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Z4iCQkW8L14/s1600-h/pp2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380380498150823490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/Sqrzjny4FkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Z4iCQkW8L14/s320/pp2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SqrzjEPT27I/AAAAAAAAAEg/SAtQnjEYecw/s1600-h/pp1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380380488606407602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SqrzjEPT27I/AAAAAAAAAEg/SAtQnjEYecw/s320/pp1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/Sqrzi-D08cI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cO7Sjkqm4QI/s1600-h/PP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380380486947631554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/Sqrzi-D08cI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cO7Sjkqm4QI/s320/PP.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10th September 2009 was really a sad and misery day for me. Although already known it will happen but I really cannot expect that it happen so fast without waiting for me to go back. As I have planned to accompany for "his" last days, but things are not going in my will. PP had left us in the noon time, very sad and tragic too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ROTI PP had accompanied me for many years (11 years). He had been with me since my PMR. SPM, STPM, Bac. Degree and also teaching Diploma. He was there whenever i am happy and sad. Although he couldn't talk but i know that he can understand my feeling and our conversation. He has become our family members for all these years. Whenever we go, we will try to figure out where should he be placed. He is a good and fillial dog for me(sorry I use He instead of It because he is my family member). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I still remember the first day he arrives at our home, he is small and adorable. Even still he was young, he will recognise my school van and always wait for my return from school. As he will also wait for my father to come back to home. Now he has gone, almost everything going to change because without him running here and there, for sure it will be very empty in the home. In my memory, i still remember that i will told him to look after my parents when i am not home, and he will do the same as i told. Whenever my father is sick, he will accompany him besides his bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As, i thought he can stay longer then i can see him for the last time but my wish is not granted. I am so sorry, my PP. ROTI PP, you will always in my mind and nothing will gonna to replace you for that. As you also didn't wait for my marriage but i am grateful and appreciate for all these times. Thanks PP....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We always LOVE and MISS you, May You rest in peace and bless for us......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-6140210775803706718?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/6140210775803706718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=6140210775803706718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/6140210775803706718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/6140210775803706718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2009/09/roti-pp-in-memory.html' title='ROTI PP in memory.....'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SqrzkBpmSWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/13q8YYKXGLo/s72-c/pp3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-1071568358043146664</id><published>2009-08-28T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T19:57:58.133-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYB'/><title type='text'>School "workliday"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SpiZI_DaW_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/i8ZxMtouogc/s1600-h/year6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SpiZI_DaW_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/i8ZxMtouogc/s320/year6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375214534910434290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           This year is my first year in teaching. As i am so lucky to get a great school like this and i am also that very lucky to have the chance to teach Year 6 and have to drill them to focus on their public examination(UPSR). It is really not an easy job especially when I am really don't have any experiences in teaching them before and seem like teach them again from Zero to Hero (that is one of my target for this year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Most of them are good but their attitude in learning and life should be enhance and change.  Sometimes i feel that they are not motivated enough to take the exam or they are lack of something important inside them to push them forward. I can say that I already try my very best for this past 9 months in teaching and educating them. Only GOD will know their outcomes in the UPSR later. I do hope all of them can pass (not with flying colours) but pass with the efforts they have shown and what they capable in doing. They are the future pillars of our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Here I blessed that they will pass their UPSR in a good manner.... May GOD bless them...... Thanks GOD...:-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-1071568358043146664?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/1071568358043146664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=1071568358043146664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/1071568358043146664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/1071568358043146664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-workliday.html' title='School &quot;workliday&quot;'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SpiZI_DaW_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/i8ZxMtouogc/s72-c/year6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-528801407520045831</id><published>2009-03-15T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:28:21.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prawns:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/Sb25K-dOVRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/fq8rDDFNNn4/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313606733582456082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/Sb25K-dOVRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/fq8rDDFNNn4/s320/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos to come in ths few days.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/Sb24-4grI3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/rJ7D1iWxDts/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313606525827883890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/Sb24-4grI3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/rJ7D1iWxDts/s320/DSC00259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/Sb21rvIYQdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zMvbp0cydXw/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313602898357666258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/Sb21rvIYQdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zMvbp0cydXw/s320/DSC00241.JPG" 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-528801407520045831?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/528801407520045831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=528801407520045831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/528801407520045831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/528801407520045831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2009/03/prawns.html' title='Prawns:-)'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/Sb25K-dOVRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/fq8rDDFNNn4/s72-c/DSC00258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-3344966188784668249</id><published>2009-03-15T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:11:14.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SK Iban Union is my second home now......</title><content type='html'>After almost 3 months at SK IBAN UNION, Selangau. I really start to like the school very much. I felt like it was my second home(actually it was the truth). I tend to adapt myself to the peaceful environment and getting familiar to it. As i really like the simple life at there in which it had provided me a lot of precious experiences and my eyes really "eyes wide shut".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The pupils, teachers and villagers at there were really very friendly and nice. As I had learnt a lot of things from my colleagues. They had taught me a lot a lot of things from them. As i am staying with my GB, he was just a "caretaker" of BIG child. He will patiently advise me and told me many interesting things around the school. As i was really grateful to him. As other teachers, i was also felt grateful  to hem because their patience has taught me a lot a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I always remind on this quote when i am teaching, "Do the right things and do it right"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-3344966188784668249?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/3344966188784668249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=3344966188784668249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/3344966188784668249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/3344966188784668249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2009/03/sk-iban-union-is-my-second-home-now.html' title='SK Iban Union is my second home now......'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-3449469757511835929</id><published>2009-02-27T03:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T03:38:48.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the worst flood ever happen in my school's history-feb2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SafQwesYcZI/AAAAAAAAADw/Mvx1QpIVWLY/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307440217170932114" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SafPtow-qcI/AAAAAAAAADA/fhwcMzA-DEM/s320/DSC00225.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;div&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/6737331780144461929-3449469757511835929?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/3449469757511835929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=3449469757511835929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/3449469757511835929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/3449469757511835929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/worst-flood-ever-happen-in-my-schools.html' title='the worst flood ever happen in my school&apos;s history-feb2009'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SafQwesYcZI/AAAAAAAAADw/Mvx1QpIVWLY/s72-c/DSC00235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-1495964515028946417</id><published>2009-02-27T03:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T03:32:51.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flood in my schoolllll...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SafPMNK9_FI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZTrUgw8Jk1E/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307438494480464978" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SafLZFC-AiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/jp_qk7eG1TU/s320/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SafLPYKHe8I/AAAAAAAAABw/4ZQIgEToDcM/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307434150922779586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SafLPYKHe8I/AAAAAAAAABw/4ZQIgEToDcM/s320/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SafLB5viayI/AAAAAAAAABo/XOztAygYY58/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307433919419935522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SafLB5viayI/AAAAAAAAABo/XOztAygYY58/s320/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First day to the class (05.01.2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I waked up early to bath and clean up myself. As I want to get myself ready for the class. I went there by walking, as the school is located on the hill, it is about 81 steps of staircases. Haha!:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day, I introduced myself to all the teachers around and talk with them, there is also an aseembly early in the morning. My PK1 has intoduced me to the pupils. My school only consists of 21 pupils exclude the kindie pupils. It is really a small school. As in the afternoon, I joined other teachers for the gotong-royong project. From there, I know the teachers more andunderstand the living here. About 5.30pm, my GB has come back to school; he also came with my new colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happen in the first day to class, I was being appointed as the class teacher of Year 5 which consist of 2 pupils only. Hopefully everything will be fine in the upcoming days in SK Iban Union. &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/6737331780144461929-510192362017211504?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/510192362017211504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=510192362017211504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/510192362017211504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/510192362017211504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/1st-day-in-class.html' title='1st day in class'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SafLZFC-AiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/jp_qk7eG1TU/s72-c/DSC00116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-8401574956113410077</id><published>2009-02-27T03:11:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T03:12:45.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SK IBAN UNION?1?= my 1st school</title><content type='html'>Selangau, Sibu……..SK Iban Union!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            About 7.30am (02.01.2009), I have reached “Pekan Selangau”, and then we unloaded all things from the bus and went to the Coffee shop nearby for breakfast. I didn’t take heavy breakfast; I only take some bread and a cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Then I walked to a shop nearby with my mum. After picked up somethings and food then I called up my GB. I told him that I already at Pekan Selangau and he told me to wait for him at there for a while. I am so anxious to meet with him. After about 20minutes, he has shown up and after a short introduction then I asked him about the handphone signal, so unexpectedly that a P3 area has handphone signal, I am so gald with it and so do my parents. My mum planned to go to the school with me but after my GB said that the wharf is quite far from Pekan Selangau then I have told my mum not to worry about me, as my GB also told her not to worry as he will take care of me. The news that availability of handphone signal is really delighted me. But when thinking of need to use boat, my heart + feeling become worried and down to half excitement. But I am really grateful to my GB because he has shown a good guide and GB to me. He seems to be very caring for his staffs (in fact it is truth), know how to take care of others. With this, I have become less worried about my trip to the school. I put 100% confidence to him in taking me to the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            We went back to my GB’s house to pick up the Motor of the boat. Then after a while, we set off to our school (on the way, we drop by to buy motor oil). After about 15minutes on the way to our wharf, I asked my GB how far is our trip to the wharf from Pekan Selangau? He said it is around 86km. Wow! Really very far o!!! Then we arrived at Angah’s shop around 11.30am, after a short tea then we went to the wharf. I have seen the boat that we are going to use, it didn’t shock me much but it is bigger than I thought. As I am a “super heavyweight” person then it is really worried me if use a small boat. Luckily it is not that small boat. Then we have set off to our school after loading all things on the boat. On the way, I saw the river banks were covered by jungles trees, after about 15min, I saw a longhouse (Rh Lasit), then after that along the way, I also one or two houses on the riverbank. Then after around 30minutes, we have reached another longhouse (Rh Bagul), at that time both of legs are really “senseless” or numb o! Finally, we have reached my school’s wharf after about one hour boat trip. I just cannot get up yet because my legs are numb and I asked my GB to go first without me. After a few minutes my GB came back to wharf to pick me up, then I slowly stand up and get onto the wharf. The drama begin, I nearly fall down (because of legs’ numb and reckless), luckily my GB able to catch me up and furthermore one of my legs kick away the boat (OMG), I really grateful for my GB for catching me and sorry for him too for my reckless. Then after the clumsy opening, what is worse is at the next action, I carried all the things to beneath of my quarter then when I passed one of the teacher’s quarters then I really fall down this time, my legs are in V-shape ahead, I really feel funny for myself. Then after all those “early-bird” shows, luckily all things end well, I moved all my things into the house. And I try to call my parents that I ahev reached at my school and also sms my sister. As my GB told me which is my room then I begin to clean it up. As my GB is cooking lunch for me and himself. Wow! I am really lucky and grateful to have a GB like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            After taking the lunch, I continued to clean up my rooma dan tidy up everything. It is already 4pm. It is really quite tiring too, after settle up almost 75% of my things then I take time to relax and I have met with 3 other teachers, who lived opposite to my house. Then about 6pm, the generator is switch on then I switch on the lights and fans in the house. That night, I did not take dinner with my GB because I eat the packed rice which bought by my mum in Pekan Selangau. Then I enjoyed the TV with my GB and asked him about when will the generator being switch off, at that time I realised that it will be swtich off by 10pm++. That night I went to sleep early around 9pm++ because I am really tired. Tomorrow is a brand new day in SK Iban Union.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-8401574956113410077?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8401574956113410077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=8401574956113410077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/8401574956113410077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/8401574956113410077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/sk-iban-union1-my-1st-school.html' title='SK IBAN UNION?1?= my 1st school'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-4204828335614955638</id><published>2009-02-27T03:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T03:11:35.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Posting III</title><content type='html'>Pre-Posting Part III (Final part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            31st dec for most of us would be a very fun and interesting but not for me this year. I have to prepare many things for my posting. I have gone to the supermarket with my parents to get some utensils and foods for my “new place”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Some of my friends have called me up for outing in the countdown party, but I just don’t have the mood to join them, I rather join my family in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Soon the 1st day of 2009 has arrived; it is really a new beginning for me in taking multiple challenges, as I have promised myself that some of the promises. I also have dozens of wishes in this year. I am confident that I would achieve it within this year. I will depart to Selangau, Sibu by tonight (01.01.2009) at 10pm by bus. I would be accompanied with my dad and mum. I am quite anxious and worried to be there. All the best, Bong Young Boon in the year 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-4204828335614955638?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4204828335614955638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=4204828335614955638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/4204828335614955638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/4204828335614955638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/pre-posting-iii.html' title='Pre-Posting III'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-4065840723836082103</id><published>2009-02-27T03:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T03:10:58.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-posting part II</title><content type='html'>Pre-Posting Part II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            28.12.2008, my elder sister has gone back to Brunei then I was alone in the house. This lately I was really cannot sllep so well after posted to a P3 morever it needs to use boat to the school as I have a bit phobia on riding a boat or water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            But I always try to maintain steady, in order not to let ny family worry about me. So I try to think in a positive side or way. When my mum or dad asks me about it, I will alaways tell them try to think positively and I really don’t want to make them feel worried about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Actually, my feeling is fill with excitement (bcoz thinking of the revenue) and worries(my phobia) but my instinct told me that I have to be strong in handling things then I have make up mind that I have to be there to take up the challenges in order to change the situation then I should change myself first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Part II&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-4065840723836082103?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4065840723836082103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=4065840723836082103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/4065840723836082103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/4065840723836082103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/pre-posting-part-ii.html' title='Pre-posting part II'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-4880429055128446719</id><published>2009-02-27T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T03:09:50.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pOSting????!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is 26.12.2008, for many of you maybe is a “boxing day” where all of us race to unwrap the Christmas presents. But for me today is the day that I have been waiting for so long that is to know my posting school. I went to JPN Sarawak with 2 of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot pretend not to be worried, but seem I am not the only one. We even went for the wrong building. Then we went to the Bangunan Sultan Iskandar. Dup dup dup dup is all what I heard from my heartbeat. So excited and worried. Before I went into hall to get my posting letter, I saw one of the girls is crying maybe it is too far then I began to be even worried. Then when I get the letter, the name is SK IBAN UNION, wow! 1st thing come across my mind is the name so “grammer” and seems to be so modern and most of my friends said like these “you good la, posted so near”, “Selangau is on the way to Bintulu, ai ya why you so lucky punya, see mine is in “Long” area.”, at that time I really believe that it is a roadside school, because so many “experts” said it must be a roadside school. Then we set off to IPTAR for our final exam result, in the car, I even told 1 of my friends to buy life jacket for using boat. The result is quite satisfying me because I get a quite good result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to have breakfast 1st before going for Christmas visiting. As the topic is still cannot apart from posting. Then we went to our friend’s house, while enjoying the delicious food, we discussed about the posting again. As the new “experts” also said my school sure is by the roadside. I smile and told them erm... I have the same idea. I even make a joke with one of my friends, I told her can start survey new house then buy it next year end. OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real thing when I back at home. To confirm it is a roadside school, and then I called PPDK Selangau. The conversation is briefly like this,&lt;br /&gt;Me                   : Hello, PPDK Selangau, Saya baru dapat surat posting ni.&lt;br /&gt;Pegawai           : Ok...&lt;br /&gt;Me                   : Saya dapat SK Iban Union, adakah ia terletak di tepi jalan?&lt;br /&gt;Pegawai           : Oh! Tidak.., kamu kena masuk ke suatu kampung then pakai boat lebih    &lt;br /&gt;                          kurang 1 jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really shocked with it, so with my mum. I cannot imagine I get a P3 school. Hahahaha!;-)I can see that she is very worried about that. I pretend to console her don’t worry too much. That afternoon, I go to certify my surat angkat sumpah, as my mum and sister went to buy clothes. After that surat sumpah, I have called my GB to confirm the venue, then he has told me the exact thing. OMG! Dream come true?????????? Extra RM1500!!!!! Hahahahaha!:-D. Then I have to pretend steady in order not to let my parent worried about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That nite I really cannot sleep so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of part 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-4880429055128446719?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4880429055128446719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=4880429055128446719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/4880429055128446719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/4880429055128446719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/posting.html' title='pOSting????!!!'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-3175239002158108548</id><published>2008-11-18T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:10:20.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TLC'/><title type='text'>Family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;FAMILY&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Friday is actually one of my favourite days but I found that I did not like Friday as I expected. Maybe it is the last schooling day of every week then I will like it much. As today, today is Friday but I feel so bored at home, haha!:-) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Today, I would like to share with about the word FAMILY. When I watched a movie just now, the small boy has stated the word FAMILY is combined with very special letters. Have a look at this combination:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;F&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Father&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;And&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;M&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Mother&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;I&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;L&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Y&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;You&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Maybe some of you already aware of this, but we have to ask ourselves, do we really practice it in our real life? I cannot say that I have practiced in my daily life, sometimes I still do something very stupid to hurt them, for example; talking back to them, ignore their instructions, and others. Although they are annoying and feel disappointed when they still love and care for me. I always know that when they try to “lecture” me is for my sake but in real life my emotion has control my egos then I tend to do all those things to them. After a while, when thinking back I really feel myself just a fool. Now, I have controlled myself that every time when they “lecture” me I will listen to them before making any actions. Because I have realized that what my parent done to me is really for my good sake. I hope that they will always in the pink of health and GOD bless. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-3175239002158108548?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/3175239002158108548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=3175239002158108548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/3175239002158108548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/3175239002158108548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/family.html' title='Family...'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-2526109859169864309</id><published>2008-11-06T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:10:27.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Exam......... Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRO_plvKdqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jFF7N_iZYqs/s1600-h/2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 59px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRO_plvKdqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jFF7N_iZYqs/s320/2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265763110551713442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After Exam 1&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wow! I have not updated my blog for long time. Erm…….. busy for my exam and daily life. Today I have just finished my exams. The exams are rather challenging than saying it is difficult. There is one of us saying (claiming) that it is easy and she or he knows how to do everything. I praised for his or her confidence but pity for his or her understanding in differentiating easy because know how to do and easy because it is easy like a piece of cake. He or she has been categorized as easy because know how to do I am almost 95% of sure that he or she is fall in this category.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Let me explain about his / her situation. When we acquire for more details, he or she will say easy la, “dapat jawab la”, “not difficult la”, but as we never know how smart she or he is. Easy and know how to do, in my opinion; I think everyone is the same as him or her. I also feel like that. BUT the main thing is that what you know and you think is easy question that your answer is correct. Or you just know how to do the questions (as many people also the same), but the answers are ambiguous or uncertain. This is what people called “syok syok sendiri” or in a more localize way is “pandai-pandai”. The moral or rationale at here is We don’t have to show off if you really smart (I say is IF), because it makes you feel very funny in front of others, furthermore we must be humble especially during this learning stage. We are not classify as a “Guru” or “sifu” yet then be humble and don’t show off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The most annoying thing is that I feel like vomit every time he or she claims that know something or she / he knows everything. He or she is just a walking encyclopedia (in her own world not for me [at least]). Eeeeeeeeee, I feel so disturbed when thinking about his or her styles when talking, or showing off something that he or she is the one in this world knows only. Let us wait and see what are the outcomes he or she will get. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-2526109859169864309?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/2526109859169864309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=2526109859169864309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/2526109859169864309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/2526109859169864309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-exam-part-1.html' title='After Exam......... Part 1'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRO_plvKdqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jFF7N_iZYqs/s72-c/2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-1560410296030252942</id><published>2008-11-06T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:08:01.008-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ways....'/><title type='text'>Ways to overcome stress.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today is 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; October 2008, Saturday. It is just a ordinary Saturday. Nothing to do (actually exams are just around the corner but not start revision yet) Haha!:-) I have read an article from a magazine. It is about a few effective ways in handling stress. So I am going to share it with you all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Take a      deep breathe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;When you are feel stressful, first of all is to take a deep breathe and it is believe that it can calm down your mind.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="2" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Go for      a temporary “exit”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;It is not encourage you to runaway from the problems but it means you have to know where and when you can have a clear mind then sort out your there and wait for that appropriate timing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="3" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Smile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;No matters what, remember to smile. As we all know “Laughter is the best medicine”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="4" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Exercise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;Let move up yourself. As the song goes “I like it move it, move it; You like it move it, move it, We like to………… move it”. Let exercise be one of your daily habits because it can enhance your alertness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="5" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Doing      one thing in one time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;Don’t think yourself as a Superman. Although in this very competitive society, all of us must be multi-tasking but it does not mean that we can do many things in one time. Then remember that do or settle one thing at one time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Hopefully it can be very helpful to all of us. Practise it and maybe it can be a good guide in managing your stress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-1560410296030252942?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/1560410296030252942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=1560410296030252942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/1560410296030252942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/1560410296030252942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/ways-to-overcome-stress.html' title='Ways to overcome stress.....'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6737331780144461929.post-3149266423098688306</id><published>2008-10-14T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:26:55.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Life is unpredictable"= Life just life^-^</title><content type='html'>There are many things that happen to us everyday. Sometimes a minor thing can affect your whole life.. Do you agree with me? Just like the story that i posted on my blog yesterday was really touching my heart, although the ending was rather unclear but it need us to have a deeper think in relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As time goes by, all things have changed include people's minds. Sometimes when you think you really understand your friend but now you seem to be near but far from each other. This is what I mean although close but yet too far. We just cannot predict others reaction or action. As yesterday, i just knew that even tables and chairs were unpredictable. Haha! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Life can be simple and interesting if every time we see things differently or using different approaches. A simple life is just a directed route which you can know the directions once you have told with the venue or destination. But it can be an interesting route when you walk or drive along the way to the destination, remember to enjoy the views beside you and take a serious look on it. Sometimes even a leave dropping from a tree can lighten up your boring routine. That's why, we should not complain on boring life instead of complaining we should appreciate or feel how lucky we are because we still have chances to make differences to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hopefully all of you can enjoy life like me too. I enjoy living everyday because life is full of unpredictable things and surprises then enjoy it and don't feel boring on your "routinize" life, see it or live it differently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6737331780144461929-3149266423098688306?l=bongyoungboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/feeds/3149266423098688306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6737331780144461929&amp;postID=3149266423098688306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/3149266423098688306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6737331780144461929/posts/default/3149266423098688306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongyoungboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-is-unpredictable-life-just-life.html' title='&quot;Life is unpredictable&quot;= Life just life^-^'/><author><name>BYB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361582700184285354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2_w0sGKlnc/SRPC9yrqHXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7yUFHGWJsrY/S220/8RUNTITL.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
