<?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-3677884935073965957</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:38:14.962Z</updated><title type='text'>Life's Journey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-4654766833276377699</id><published>2009-11-15T11:27:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:34:29.858Z</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Season</title><content type='html'>I thought it would be good to summarise a book that I just read. So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title: Wedding Season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, a very focused and successful wedding planner who ironically does not believe in the existence of love. Even if she has the slightest faith that it does exist, she knows well enough that she is not one of the very few lucky people who is blessed with it. Sarah met 2 lovely ladies, Bron (the hairdresser) and Elsa (the dressmaker) at one of her many succesful wedding events. They bonded quickly and started to become a team in organising a double wedding for an A-list Hollywood starlet and Sarah's very own sister, Lily. In the process, Sarah found herself unexpectedly fallen for Hugo, who is not just a very good friend but an irresistible charming photographer who she had worked with for many years. Sarah battles between professionalism and her strong feelings towards Hugo, who she later discovered is engaged to a beautiful exotic girl named Electra. This is a beautiful story about a journey of  three lovely ladies and their individual relationships as they worked together trying to organise the two perfect weddings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My opinion about the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I read this book is because I thought the synopsis was quite "catchy". Mainly because I find Sarah and I have some things in common - or at least our opinion about love is similar. She, however, found her true love in the end (as all love stories go). No comments on that. I am in the REAL world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I find the book rather lenghty and descriptive, giving too much information on rather uninteresting things (at least to me); i.e on the decorations that they used for the wedding or the finest details of the furnitures in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I enjoyed the ending. Happy and lame. As I like it. Makes me believe that love exist for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, just for a moment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-4654766833276377699?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4654766833276377699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=4654766833276377699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4654766833276377699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4654766833276377699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/wedding-season.html' title='Wedding Season'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-5503796387844499459</id><published>2009-11-13T08:46:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-11-13T11:10:34.725Z</updated><title type='text'>Hygiene</title><content type='html'>Hygiene. I think it is overrated in the hospital I work in. The hospital authority hires people who would appear once in a blue moon, carry out a spot check and subsequently rate our hygiene in an hour. Questions are: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How accurate is that? And based on that hour we will be labelled as achieving 90% hygiene as per guidelines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How about using the money to employ junior doctors so that we are not flooded by work? We provide cheap labour for the amount of work that we do! Besides, it will definitely be a better investment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently came in contact with a patient positive with H1N1. Out of curiosity, my registrar asked one of the nurses working in Infection Unit, "So far, how many staff members have been diagnosed with H1N1?" Unsurprisingly, the answer was, "none of the nurses but 2 medical staff"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment it dawned on me that nurses are more law abiding than us, doctors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statements like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It is protected lunch time&lt;br /&gt;2. I am not signed off for male cathetherisation, or putting in a venflon&lt;br /&gt;3. Please wear the gown because the the patient is MRSA positive even &lt;br /&gt;   when the patient needed early defibrillation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are common amongst nurses but not amongst doctors. (At least not in the hospital we work in).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon doctors are not very good in taking care of themselves. They often forego their necessities for their patients. I used to think that that is very noble. I used to think for that very reason, only selected people can be doctors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I change my view now. I realise that we need to learn how to love ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that we should go for toilet breaks regardless how busy it is. I learnt that we should have lunch breaks. It is because I learnt that if we get ill, the consequences are bigger than just a 20 minute lunch break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a difficult change but I think it will do all of us good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call last evening from my consultant, "You are tested to be H1N1 positive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rest my case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-5503796387844499459?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5503796387844499459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=5503796387844499459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5503796387844499459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5503796387844499459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/hygiene.html' title='Hygiene'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-1048708054808437926</id><published>2007-12-30T01:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-30T01:30:17.926Z</updated><title type='text'>Mariah Carey - Can't Take That Away From Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/RM3oGmK1Ex8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/RM3oGmK1Ex8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This song had always been an inspiration in my life. It depicts life and reminds us to believe in our dreams even if we fail many times. Every cloud has a silver lining. We learn from our mistakes to become a better person. I post this song in hope that it will inspire others as much as it inspires me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Most of the shadows of this life are caused by our standing in our own sunshine. -&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-1048708054808437926?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1048708054808437926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=1048708054808437926' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1048708054808437926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1048708054808437926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/12/mariah-carey-can-take-that-away-from-me.html' title='Mariah Carey - Can&apos;t Take That Away From Me'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-1285478389432136955</id><published>2007-12-29T20:50:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-29T20:50:01.854Z</updated><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy - How to Save A Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/LltqFAxg2WU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/LltqFAxg2WU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-1285478389432136955?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1285478389432136955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=1285478389432136955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1285478389432136955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1285478389432136955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/12/grey-anatomy-how-to-save-life.html' title='Grey&amp;#39;s Anatomy - How to Save A Life'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-475894384220092496</id><published>2007-12-08T10:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:28:34.047Z</updated><title type='text'>Me...</title><content type='html'>Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating.&lt;br /&gt;There have been a lot of things happening since my return to the Aberdeen city&lt;br /&gt;There were good things and bad things&lt;br /&gt;However, I am proud to say that even the bad had its silver lining&lt;br /&gt;So, what's new?&lt;br /&gt;I am currently doing my paramedical block, in which I do things that are somewhat unrelated to medicine. So, I was given a 7 week course of TWO Philosophy classes.... one is Philosophy for Medical Students and another is the History and Science of philosophy... This is absolutely new to me and I realise that I am absolutely ShiTE in philosophy. Lolz...At first, I worked hard to do well, but I soon found out that I just don't have the talent for it. It is not that I had totally given up. It's just that I finally let myself strive less for good results. Give myself a break.. Something I should have done long ago!!! I just can't wait for the next week because that would be the end of this block. And I will be back in MEDICINE. Lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now taking up 3 jobs. It is amazing. I am summarising notes for a general practice clinic, a carer and also a job that involves door-door canvassing. Being a carer has opened my eyes to how lucky I am. To be able to spend 23 years of my life being healthy and have the ability to make informed choices... I feel content. My heart goes out to those I cared for during my 10 hour midnight shifts. I was extremely tired and Yi Wei without sleep at night is a MIRACLE! Yi Wei sweeping and moping the floor and doing laundry is MIRACLE MIRACLE!!! That is because Yi Wei sleeps all the time!! Standing, in classes and even in clinics... Regardless of how tired I was, I believe that I took this job for a reason. At first was the lack of financial support. I wanted to help my parents who are now supporting me with the huge fees so I decided to work since I am relatively free now. However, this working experience gave me more than just money. I now realise how true it is that money cannot buy everything. Some of these special people do not have the ability to choose what they want to do or where they want to go.. Some cannot dress themselves properly, some cannot close their mouth and some cannot stop having tremors. It just makes us think about how lucky we are. Having 23 years of life surrounded by my family members who were always so supportive and many wonderful friends... Sob sob... Anyway, I chose this job with the sole intention of earning money and possibly to help me in the future with a better CV... I got more than what I asked for. A contented Yi Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got offered an academic post in Aberdeen. So that is me settled. I can't wait to work and I am so glad I got this post. I took almost two years to feel really comfortable here and I am definitely not ready to go somewhere new and start all over again. I got the offer the very same day after my interview. I was elated!! Not trying to "aksyen" here ler.. It just means so much to me. I had my share of disappointments. Not getting offered the universities I chose in UCAS, or even getting a provisional offer from my favourite medical school but yet did not have enough money to go there... So this means a lot to me...People tend to appreciate something better when they had once lost it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? I have been partying every now and then. I am very very happy with my life right now. Working hard during the weekdays and party hard during the weekends. lolz... I took this whole week off, just to have more fun!!! So, this week there are parties to go for everyday except for Wednesday.. Will probably meet up with a dear friend of mine then since she is only free then... So this whole week is packed!! Oh, I think I will try to work this weekend.. And I'm going BRUSSELS next week!!! Hooray!!! Life is GREAT!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I had a great Christmas house party last week. It was amazing, having a large turkey and so much food and WINE!!! Everyone was just sitting around 3 long tables and just chatting away..even with people that they did not know... lolz... It felt so warm and cosy, similar to the feeling you get at family gatherings...with people of all ages and from different professions just gathered under one roof to celebrate the occasion. We played a SPANKING game too... lolz.. Just spank someone's butt, and that person is suppose to guess..Was a lot of fun.. Appreciated every minute of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.. Will update more soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-475894384220092496?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/475894384220092496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=475894384220092496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/475894384220092496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/475894384220092496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/12/me.html' title='Me...'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-261795624142436703</id><published>2007-10-23T19:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T20:56:00.658+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My lovely sister's wedding...</title><content type='html'>Mah gorgeous sister walking down the stairs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5K8IKJ4aI/AAAAAAAAAHU/fUyKKxeXEX8/s1600-h/DSC00392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5K8IKJ4aI/AAAAAAAAAHU/fUyKKxeXEX8/s400/DSC00392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124615822836883874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5K8YKJ4bI/AAAAAAAAAHc/xvojYZxos-0/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5K8YKJ4bI/AAAAAAAAAHc/xvojYZxos-0/s400/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124615827131851186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me getting ANG PAU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5K8oKJ4cI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VNesWzifHpA/s1600-h/DSC00421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5K8oKJ4cI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VNesWzifHpA/s400/DSC00421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124615831426818498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me walking down the aisle quickly... notice the second bridesmaid is not seen??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5K84KJ4dI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rd_qc21RVm0/s1600-h/DSC00425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5K84KJ4dI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rd_qc21RVm0/s400/DSC00425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124615835721785810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Wei sob sob-ing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5K9YKJ4eI/AAAAAAAAAH0/IMTPTldJI9E/s1600-h/DSC00427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5K9YKJ4eI/AAAAAAAAAH0/IMTPTldJI9E/s400/DSC00427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124615844311720418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding ceremony in church...So touching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5O94KJ4hI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rPm_98As7JQ/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5O94KJ4hI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rPm_98As7JQ/s400/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124620250948166162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5PAYKJ4iI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ABtp2Z5X7hc/s1600-h/DSC00431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5PAYKJ4iI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ABtp2Z5X7hc/s400/DSC00431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124620293897839138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture of Brownie with his hair nicely tied!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5RXYKJ4oI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Cc1cwDbNGek/s1600-h/DSC00445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5RXYKJ4oI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Cc1cwDbNGek/s400/DSC00445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124622888058086018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of me, my cousin and my aunt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5PloKJ4kI/AAAAAAAAAIc/i1mCaSdDO8k/s1600-h/DSC00446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5PloKJ4kI/AAAAAAAAAIc/i1mCaSdDO8k/s400/DSC00446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124620933847966274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mah pretty sis and my brother-in-law...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5PmIKJ4lI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DqmL_6iSapU/s1600-h/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5PmIKJ4lI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DqmL_6iSapU/s400/DSC00448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124620942437900882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of aunty Yi Wei, brother, the bride and the groom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5QEIKJ4mI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nNdq5V7ava4/s1600-h/DSC00452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5QEIKJ4mI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nNdq5V7ava4/s400/DSC00452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124621457833976418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5QEYKJ4nI/AAAAAAAAAI0/alubHUguUXw/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5QEYKJ4nI/AAAAAAAAAI0/alubHUguUXw/s400/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124621462128943730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-261795624142436703?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/261795624142436703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=261795624142436703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/261795624142436703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/261795624142436703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-lovely-sisters-wedding.html' title='My lovely sister&apos;s wedding...'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rx5K8IKJ4aI/AAAAAAAAAHU/fUyKKxeXEX8/s72-c/DSC00392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-6879668011089506505</id><published>2007-10-22T15:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T15:54:28.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In the world of facebook-ing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/2b-fJxzpK7s' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/2b-fJxzpK7s'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2005 Miami U. Cheezies a cappella: Facebook Song&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-6879668011089506505?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6879668011089506505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=6879668011089506505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/6879668011089506505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/6879668011089506505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-world-of-facebook-ing.html' title='In the world of facebook-ing....'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-9163875729381531511</id><published>2007-10-21T16:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T17:34:26.706+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is unwell.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rxt3voKJ4UI/AAAAAAAAAGk/METiMMo2KBo/s1600-h/Wei%27s+Prom+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rxt3voKJ4UI/AAAAAAAAAGk/METiMMo2KBo/s400/Wei%27s+Prom+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123820661181636930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teddy is not feeling well....&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for him....&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that he'll be well again....&lt;br /&gt;Thank you........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-9163875729381531511?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9163875729381531511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=9163875729381531511' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/9163875729381531511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/9163875729381531511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-baby-is-unwell.html' title='My baby is unwell.....'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rxt3voKJ4UI/AAAAAAAAAGk/METiMMo2KBo/s72-c/Wei%27s+Prom+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-3641980317404021716</id><published>2007-10-19T18:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T14:35:55.929+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back~!!!</title><content type='html'>3 months since my last update...&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to tell... about my busy 1 month holiday, bringing my two dear friends from Scotland and Ireland around Malaysia. How we went from Penang to Genting to Kuala Lumpur then to Redang Island. It all seemed so long ago!!!&lt;br /&gt;Also, about my elective... and my sister's wedding of course...&lt;br /&gt;All the significant events of my life... my sister's wedding!!!! my goodness!!!! My sister is a MRS!!!!!!!!!! AAArrrgghhh... So scaaarry!!!! lolz... Anyway, despite that, she still means sooo much to me... muax muax....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start off with my sister's wedding... &lt;br /&gt;I was the bridesmaid!!! lolz... I was the leader of the team that "kenakan" the guys kau-kau...Sorry for the language.. Couldn't find a better illustration of what I was doing. Apparently the tasks that we gave the bestman were too easy. Sigh.. Minus points for Yi Wei... This was what happened that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "chi muis" asked for a volunteer. That guy was made to wear a disposable panties and a red bra with an angel at the bottom left of left cup. Then we asked another guy to stand as still as possible. The first guy would have to dance around the second guy, pretending that he was pole-dancing... lolz&lt;br /&gt;Very sporting ler.... So that task was done easily, without any fuss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they entered the main door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second station required 4 volunteers and each of them were made to drink something. We blended bitter gourd for the first cup. Cider and some vinegar for the second. Pure lemon juice for the third and finally a super concentrated orange cordial juice. I know, i know... it's not exciting enough... Minus two points for Yi Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forgot...this station also required another 2 volunteers, in which the "sisters" kindly took out their wax sticker and place on their preferred shin. We were nice enough to let them choose which leg they prefer to have a patch of hairless leg...lolz... that was fun... One point for Yi Wei!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they all passed the stations easily and within 10 minutes they were outside my sister's room. With the help of my smart smart cousin ( 2 points for her), I asked the groom to sing a song about my sister's feet, elbow and hmmmmm something.... I can't remember... was it her nose?? But you get the idea anyway. And he had to gesture when he sings too. That was really fun... But obviously, not everything went smoothly this time. We had a talented friend who can play all instruments and he was asked to tune the guitar... Our friend, being a good samaritan, tuned the guitar and *tenggg* one of the string broke. lolz.. (Minus 2 points for JY).. Anyway, the groom played a pretty nice song anyway and he passsed that round. Obviously, not before he handed us a packet of Ang pau... lolz (1 point for Yi Wei)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then both of them went down for tea ceremony. And proceeded to the guy's place. Another tea ceremony. And finally the church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony was amazing!!! COWABANGA!!! I don't know if that's right. Anyway, I was the first to walk down the aisle as the music was played. Typical Yi Wei got a bit paranoid feeling that she was walking too slow, she started to walk fast fast with big big steps... (minus 2 points for Yi Wei) The distance between me and the other bridesmaid was so huge and the distance between her and my sis was so small... Sigh... Not good not good... &lt;br /&gt;The good thing is I arrived at the front really early and can see my sister and dad walking down the aisle. Sob sob... That was moment.... the moment I couldn't stop crying... my goodness!!! So embarassing ler... Cry cry cry.... (minus 3 points for Yi Wei) I gathered myself and tried not to cry anymore. Then they sang a few songs... and they were really touching.. and once again... tears rolled down my face ( minus 4 points for Yi Wei for not learning her lessons) Anyway, the ceremony was ended with the pastor pronouncng them Mr and Mrs Y... lolz.. So sweet.. Then we had photo session before we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at Smokehouse. Yi Wei sang.. horribly... hmmmmm..... She had a duet with JY, and .... *croak croak*... The guy was really good ler... Give him credit for that. But the girl.. good try...:P.. The best part was, though it was sung horribly, the audience seemed not to mind the sound pollution and asked for an encore. Lolz... I didn't bribe them... No no.. I just asked them to do that so that I can feel like a good singer.. So it was all part of the plan. Not because it was good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day was a quiet one. We had chinese dinner and that was the end of the whole wedding...I was left sleeping alone on the big bed...... all by myself... Sob sob... No one to talk to before I fall asleep.. No one to steal blanket from... Sob sob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really tiring for me because I had to rush to finish my elective and had to help my sister. I admit that I wasn't much help as I was really really busy doing my elective... Sob sob.. But it was all worth it.. It was a good memory and I will never forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-3641980317404021716?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3641980317404021716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=3641980317404021716' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/3641980317404021716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/3641980317404021716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back~!!!'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-3508967378716099349</id><published>2007-07-23T11:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T15:43:42.853+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of Teddy!!!!</title><content type='html'>Teddy is BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAhahahaah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Rewind**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole morning printing out posters of a missing dog&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to some of my friends and one of them asked for more details to help send out emails to his friends. In hope that by spreading the words and his picture, Teddy will be returned to us by some kind soul who found him. Thanks L&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through Teddy's pictures while feeling really depressed&lt;br /&gt;I did not eat anything this morning merely because I lost my appetite or rather, I felt quite unwell ( might be because of the frantic search for Teddy in the rain last night )&lt;br /&gt;Just as I was printing, brother sent me a message asking me to print out flyers and those who find him will be rewarded (What coincidence!!! I was just doing that as I got the message)&lt;br /&gt;I also talked to sister through MSN, and she was extremely upset too&lt;br /&gt;I was not the only one crying last night... I heard my sister *sob* *sob* through the night too...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was extremely upset while mum and dad remain their calmness and even managed to crack a joke that none of us could appreciate... not at that moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke 1: Teddy might have been caught by some people who enjoy eating dogs. He might be in a curry dish now, being ready to be served...Teddy is so fat, they must be able to prepare a scrumptious dish...&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmmmm.... Sister and I just exchanged glances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was at about 2.00pm&lt;br /&gt;Mum and I were lying on the couch, watching TV&lt;br /&gt;We almost gave up hope because it had almost been 22 hours and Teddy was still no where to be seen&lt;br /&gt;Just as we were deep in our thoughts, we heard barking sounds.&lt;br /&gt;That stirred all of us from our comfortable lazy chair... that includes Brownie (who was lying on the floor right next to us)&lt;br /&gt;*Wharf* *Wharf*&lt;br /&gt;All three of us rushed downstairs and I opened the wooden door&lt;br /&gt;There he was, a familiar looking dog jumped right into my arms &lt;br /&gt;I was soooooooo happy...&lt;br /&gt;I think that is an understatement... I was just... speechless...&lt;br /&gt;He looked so dirty...but still our Teddy...&lt;br /&gt;He hopped and run around mum and I&lt;br /&gt;We were all soooo happy... all except for Brownie.. I think he dislike the attention Teddy was having&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mum called father...&lt;br /&gt;Father : He's back!!! Oh no!! He must be really hungry!!! Give him some food ( Dad is the one who's in charge of Teddy's daily food supply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called sister&lt;br /&gt;Sister: He's back??!! I want to see him!! Come to my working place and fetch me home to see him....&lt;br /&gt;And that was what we did... just so, she could have a look at our baby boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister called brother&lt;br /&gt;Ummm... I don't know what he said.. lolz... surely he was excited as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was the dramatic return of our TEDDY!!!!!!!! Love him sooo much... He was so tired and hungry... lolz.. We all wonder where he went... Here are the two most possible postulations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Somebody nice saw him in the rain, and being the nice soul that he/she is, he/she decided to take him in and release him the next day when the weather is a lot better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Somebody nasty wanted puppies... and seeing beautiful Teddy wondering around aimlessly, he/she decided to catch him and force him to mate with their dog or dogs... We even have our suspects in mind.... Poor Teddy... No wonder he was so tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as long as he is back safely, nothing matters anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ppl!!! For the prayers and also the attempts to make me feel better!!&lt;br /&gt;Really appreciate it... lolz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-3508967378716099349?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3508967378716099349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=3508967378716099349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/3508967378716099349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/3508967378716099349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/07/return-of-teddy.html' title='The Return of Teddy!!!!'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-1474242470202139571</id><published>2007-07-23T01:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T02:32:44.203+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy, where are you??</title><content type='html'>I am feeling very depressed......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teddy went missing yesterday at 4.30pm&lt;br /&gt;My brother, sister and her fiance, and I searched everywhere but he was no where to be found&lt;br /&gt;I called the SPCA/DBKL this morning, eventhough I know my chances are slim (since it was Sunday yesterday)... He wasn't there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teddy where are you??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RqP8qZ7IZSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BRgySq_-0zo/s1600-h/Pict2045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RqP8qZ7IZSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BRgySq_-0zo/s400/Pict2045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090189809302398242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Teddy&lt;br /&gt;He is a part our family for 8 years now. If anyone happens to see him, please let me know... &lt;br /&gt;He lost his tag few days ago while he was out for a walk. &lt;br /&gt;He usually comes home after a while and doesn't go far from our house compartment&lt;br /&gt;However, this time around, it was raining... he might have wondered around too far and now, he doesn't know how to come home or he might be locked somewhere by someone....&lt;br /&gt;He must be really cold and scared out in the dark, in a place unfamiliar to him....&lt;br /&gt;I really hope he is alright.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have only Brownie to pat when I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody to greet me when I come home.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teddy........ I miss you sooo much......&lt;br /&gt;Sob... Sob...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-1474242470202139571?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1474242470202139571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=1474242470202139571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1474242470202139571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1474242470202139571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-feeling-very-depressed-teddy-went.html' title='Teddy, where are you??'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RqP8qZ7IZSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BRgySq_-0zo/s72-c/Pict2045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-2333770510160873923</id><published>2007-07-11T05:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T02:27:40.455+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Well Soon....</title><content type='html'>We may not be the closest as I am not around for most gatherings  &lt;br /&gt;My memory of you is the boy who had eczema&lt;br /&gt;I can remember how you itched and how your skin dried &lt;br /&gt;That still did not stop you from feeling itchy and agitated&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you this way makes all our hearts ache &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were sick many times&lt;br /&gt;You fought bravely and won each battle&lt;br /&gt;For most battles I was not around and failed to see how strong you were&lt;br /&gt;However, I heard lots about it&lt;br /&gt;And I am nothing but proud of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have always been a strong boy&lt;br /&gt;You never complained about anything that happened to you&lt;br /&gt;You are so young yet full of spirit &lt;br /&gt;I remember you were singing during the Christmas dinner with so much enthusiasm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you are sick once again&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you so ill is painful&lt;br /&gt;Please gather all your strength and fight this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears were collecting in my eyes but I refused to let it roll down my cheeks&lt;br /&gt;I shall not cry, not here, not now&lt;br /&gt;I will cry for happiness later&lt;br /&gt;When you are better&lt;br /&gt;When you once again win the battle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I wish you the best&lt;br /&gt;Your parents must have been tired&lt;br /&gt;Yet when I see them, they remain as calm as ever&lt;br /&gt;They too, believe you can do it&lt;br /&gt;You can be absolutely well again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I will pray for you.&lt;br /&gt;My family will pray for you&lt;br /&gt;You also have your friends and neighbours who care about you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all love you dearly&lt;br /&gt;So take care now&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the next time I see you, you will be much better..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-2333770510160873923?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2333770510160873923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=2333770510160873923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/2333770510160873923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/2333770510160873923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/07/get-well-soon.html' title='Get Well Soon....'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-9180883448083108876</id><published>2007-07-05T00:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T16:58:09.925+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>I Passed!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo... Damn scary ler...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the prayers, sms and emails..&lt;br /&gt;I passed!!! lolzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the results was pure torture.&lt;br /&gt;They emailed us on Monday with the title Exams Results&lt;br /&gt;When I open the mail, it was to tell us that it will be postponed for a day.&lt;br /&gt;One day seemed like forever. I waited with so much anxiety&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's the past....&lt;br /&gt;I am just glad now....&lt;br /&gt;Sorry people!!! I did not contact anyone because I was not sure how long I will be here for&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sure... It will be 3 months!!!&lt;br /&gt;3 whole months!!! How cool is that??&lt;br /&gt;So don't scold me k?? I was just afraid??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just 5 days, and I have eaten more than what I had for the last one month&lt;br /&gt;I ate Setapak's lala... Which was extremely good... as usual.. though, the price had gone up.. So I no longer know if it is worth it... Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh... biggest update people!!! Setapak is no longer a PADDY FIELD or KAMPUNG k???&lt;br /&gt;Got STEVENS CORNER!!! Got a lot of other happening stuff k?? My goodness.. It has changed so much... It is almost unbelievable...They "chop chop" so many trees and now the place looks so clear. Unlike before, it was quite dark and dodgy... lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Teddy is still as cute as ever.. Love him soooooooooooo much... &lt;br /&gt;Brownie..... still as ugly as ever.. but still cute in his own way... and I still love him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy sis is still as crazy as ever... Who in the world would wake up and shout "RISE AND SHINE!!" Well, that's my sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's great to be at home.. all the love.. the love that can only be provided by your family.. lolzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next plan: EAT and SLEEP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-9180883448083108876?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9180883448083108876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=9180883448083108876' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/9180883448083108876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/9180883448083108876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/07/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-7226523587079433801</id><published>2007-06-28T18:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T18:41:28.185+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams over...</title><content type='html'>Exams over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am packing&lt;br /&gt;There is just so much to do&lt;br /&gt;This coming Saturday, I will no longer be a member of the Fatflat..&lt;br /&gt;I have been staying here for more than a year now&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely going to miss it.. miss them...&lt;br /&gt;Them who??? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalini - the girl I always disturb. I bug her with all my problems and she will always be there for me. We share many things; especially on our thoughts about guys. lol... She will knock on my room when I am grumpy to give me chocs.. So sweet.. like a big sister to me..Always there to give me TLC (tender, loving care)... She even dreams about me all the time.. How cool can that be?? I think she must have had too much of me!! lolz.. Therefore, not surprisingly, she warned me today. She told me that she would not like to hear from me in Malaysia, she needs to be away from me for these 3 months.. lol.. How is that possible??? I will definitely kacau u ler.. no peace, girl.. that's what happens when you know me.. I am a PARASITE!!! Thank you so much for all you've done... You've been a great housemate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline - She is my other crazy housemate. She was the one who encouraged me to start blogging and gave me tips on how to blog. She always has one problem, and we've been all trying to solve it for her for this whole year but still in vain.. Don't worry Adeline, I am sure it will be solved next year!!! Oh, another thing... I remember Adeline and her poor cooking skills when she first came.. lolzz... but now, my goodness!!! I think she is better than any of us in the Fatflat.. Good job, good job!!! Definitely a wife material...lolzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herbert - He is the comp whiz in the whole of Spring Garden. He helped me with my laptop several times and will always be able to sort my comp problems. Amazing!! He is also the one who keeps check on our bills... very very efficient.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel Chacko George - This guy.. lol... His hair... Aiyo... Other than that, he's been an amazing housemate. He pulled me through tough times. He was there when I was upset and he was also there, to make me upset. He is basically everywhere. He may be annoying at times, but I do not think I should blame him.. That is just him.. He has his special abilities to get my blood pressure raised to 140/90 mmHg.. lolz... Despite all that, he had been the closest friend to me... Someone I feel so comfortable with, someone I can talk to and share most things.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for showing so much care and helping me through so many things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the Fatflat!!! You people have been great.. :p.. Don't worry, although I won't be staying here anymore, I will still come back to haunt all of u.. lolz... Adeline offered me to stay in her room on a sleeping bag and Shal offered me to sleep on the same bed as her... I shall document this here... So now, you can't say I remembered wrongly... It is in black and white!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sniff.. sniff...I will miss all of you dearly. I will TRY to remember the movies we watched together in the Fatflat Kitchen!!! You should know me better by now how short term my memory is.. Those quality times, though not often, would always be with me. Laughter and tears.. hmmm I think I was the only shedding tears most of the time... Wait a minute... I remember now.. lolz.. We all did... Tee hee hee.. I remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled across many things&lt;br /&gt;Things that were given to me, I always kept safely&lt;br /&gt;That is how I was since young.&lt;br /&gt;I never like to throw things away because everything seems to carry a meaningful thought&lt;br /&gt;Looking through each one of them is like reminiscing what had happened the last one year&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to keep these things to trigger my mind as to what had happened&lt;br /&gt;I tend to remember the bad and fail to remember the good times&lt;br /&gt;It is not like I do it on purpose, it just seems like I have selective memory &lt;br /&gt;Though just a year in my life&lt;br /&gt;So much had happened; the ups and the downs..&lt;br /&gt;Most of it is related to my social life I would say.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt so much this year and hopefully I will be smarter next year.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;Always strive to be wiser... Though I am always far from it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come in and out of my life&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the encounter and mourn that sometimes friendship is lost in the midst of a chase for something that in the end, does not work out&lt;br /&gt;It is funny how close you can be with someone and the next day, everything is gone&lt;br /&gt;Many times it is only me to blame&lt;br /&gt;I am the reason for the break of our friendship&lt;br /&gt;I have always been the source of unhapinness&lt;br /&gt;And I am very very sorry about that&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day, maybe one day... we will be good friends once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to XZ: Thank you for looking out for me this whole year. I am more than grateful to have such a good friend. You had been there all the time. Thank you so much. I hope we would always remain as good friends..:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-7226523587079433801?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7226523587079433801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=7226523587079433801' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/7226523587079433801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/7226523587079433801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/06/exams-over.html' title='Exams over...'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-2449724852393960309</id><published>2007-06-23T20:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T20:36:23.374+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!!!!</title><content type='html'>Shalini knocked on my door 2 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;She stood there with one packet of curry flavoured Maggi Mee&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me and smiled...and she gave me the Maggi Mee&lt;br /&gt;MAGGI MEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ppl... Small things like that are worth being happy for..&lt;br /&gt;It IS exam period..&lt;br /&gt;Do pardon me... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-2449724852393960309?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2449724852393960309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=2449724852393960309' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/2449724852393960309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/2449724852393960309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/06/surprise.html' title='Surprise!!!!'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-4438771507419400353</id><published>2007-06-21T14:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T15:30:02.265+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>It was a good call to go out yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I felt horrible before the outing&lt;br /&gt;3 out of 4 papers I failed to do well, or rather, enough for me to feel secure&lt;br /&gt;I had great fun last night with some great people and feel a lot better now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather shocked when I first got into the house&lt;br /&gt;However, I picked up the signs quickly &lt;br /&gt;They are together now!!!&lt;br /&gt;See, I was swamped with guilt for so long &lt;br /&gt;Hoping that he was alright all the time but never had the courage to ask&lt;br /&gt;I did not know if it is right for me to even ask because he might not want to hear from me at all&lt;br /&gt;And I do not blame him for that&lt;br /&gt;But now....&lt;br /&gt;He is happy... happy with someone that loves him so much&lt;br /&gt;And I am absolutely glad&lt;br /&gt;Very, very happy for them&lt;br /&gt;The guilt is still there, and has not gone, but to see him happy is a great gift!&lt;br /&gt;A gift that is more than what I can ask for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am geared to do well for my OSCE.&lt;br /&gt;I have to pass all the stations...&lt;br /&gt;It is not going to be easy, but I am more focused now, and hopefully I will do well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for those who prayed for me&lt;br /&gt;All the texts and time spent talking to me through things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am alright now&lt;br /&gt;I will work hard for OSCE.. So you don't need to worry about me..&lt;br /&gt;lol....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-4438771507419400353?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4438771507419400353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=4438771507419400353' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4438771507419400353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4438771507419400353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-4933953023082293227</id><published>2007-06-15T16:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:43:32.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams...</title><content type='html'>This is one of the most important exams in my medical life..&lt;br /&gt;I just need to pass this..&lt;br /&gt;Yet it seems almost impossible..&lt;br /&gt;I thought about the marks I got last year... It was extremely disappointing...&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life I got that sort of marks..&lt;br /&gt;It was at the other extreme end of a normal distribution graph...&lt;br /&gt;I could only blame myself for not studying enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, I studied...&lt;br /&gt;I studied as much as I possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;Probably not as much as the others, but I definitely put in effort..&lt;br /&gt;I just want to pass...&lt;br /&gt;I NEED to pass....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I need...&lt;br /&gt;That is all I hope for..&lt;br /&gt;Last two days, yi wei....&lt;br /&gt;Ganbatte!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-4933953023082293227?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4933953023082293227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=4933953023082293227' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4933953023082293227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4933953023082293227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/06/exams.html' title='Exams...'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-886310305930416486</id><published>2007-05-30T14:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T16:07:08.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a horrible, horrible person.....</title><content type='html'>I cannot remember when it was last I felt so bad&lt;br /&gt;There must have been quite a number of occasions..&lt;br /&gt;But at least most of them were due to pure stupidity&lt;br /&gt;Most of them deal with day to day life&lt;br /&gt;Things that go wrong and you just blame it on life's circumstances...&lt;br /&gt;But this.........&lt;br /&gt;I feel so horrible.....&lt;br /&gt;How could I possibly have done it?&lt;br /&gt;Lied right to her face?&lt;br /&gt;She knew I was lying, I could see it in her eyes..&lt;br /&gt;I could even feel myself looking uncertain when I tried to come up with something..&lt;br /&gt;I tried to look deep into her eyes but I could not&lt;br /&gt;I ended up staring at the paper I was holding...&lt;br /&gt;Some people told me that I was bad at lying..&lt;br /&gt;But I should not have to lie in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;Why Yi Wei??? WHY???!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I did talk to the lady earlier, but I just could not remember the details because I did not jot it down. That was a week ago now...&lt;br /&gt;That is not an excuse... I knew then that I did not know what was going on... &lt;br /&gt;I had a tutorial to go to...but I should have gone to the ward again to sort the story out..&lt;br /&gt;I did not...&lt;br /&gt;I lied&lt;br /&gt;I tried to create a story that wasn't there&lt;br /&gt;I lied..... I lied......&lt;br /&gt;And she knew I was lying...&lt;br /&gt;I made up a history.......&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-886310305930416486?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/886310305930416486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=886310305930416486' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/886310305930416486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/886310305930416486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-horrible-horrible-person.html' title='I am a horrible, horrible person.....'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-1015325050338210527</id><published>2007-05-28T06:10:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:08:17.162+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlplzwFp2sI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Jvy_lS4vIMc/s1600-h/515947711_1f1209d501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlplzwFp2sI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Jvy_lS4vIMc/s400/515947711_1f1209d501.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069476270315264706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food!!! I love food... There were 10 dishes - 2 dishes of stir fried vege (pak choy and kangkung), 2 dishes of roast duck, 2 dishes of chicken cooked in different Malaysian chinese style, barbecue pork ribs, their tauhu speciality dish, ?veal and FISH!!!!... Oh, there were 10 of us ler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlpkywFp2iI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Z9cBjX0FjnY/s1600-h/515921960_4c3f3055c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlpkywFp2iI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Z9cBjX0FjnY/s400/515921960_4c3f3055c0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069475153623767586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlpkzAFp2jI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nGfqY6d69Kw/s1600-h/515921642_18f90bd9d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlpkzAFp2jI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nGfqY6d69Kw/s400/515921642_18f90bd9d5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069475157918734898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Cavern Club where many famous bands once played before they got famous. The band that was playing when we were there was really good... Loved it... Nice environment too... Had couple of drinks there (was forced to drink by Gee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlplUQFp2nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/C_dWPotPmOg/s1600-h/515922360_99491b7c60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlplUQFp2nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/C_dWPotPmOg/s400/515922360_99491b7c60.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069475729149385330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Cavern Club's Wall of Fame.. These are the names of people who once played there... Oasis mou?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlplUgFp2oI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JXnAfmDhlQo/s1600-h/515925544_97dedc3082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlplUgFp2oI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JXnAfmDhlQo/s400/515925544_97dedc3082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069475733444352642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlplUwFp2qI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nxp5fO6zOzU/s1600-h/515950213_103487eec0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlplUwFp2qI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nxp5fO6zOzU/s400/515950213_103487eec0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069475737739319970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to Liverpool of course must visit their Liverpool FC store ler... No other particular reason.. It IS the main attraction for football fans... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlpkygFp2hI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TlKUj96HfJw/s1600-h/515921566_3abc8ff452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlpkygFp2hI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TlKUj96HfJw/s400/515921566_3abc8ff452.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069475149328800274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's their Chinatown.... According to Gee, it's one of the biggest in the whole of UK... Dunno if he's for real..maybe he syok sendiri only... As usual ler.. Nothing new... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlpkzQFp2kI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NYuA6PyC0Ig/s1600-h/515922960_d44bc7f260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlpkzQFp2kI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NYuA6PyC0Ig/s400/515922960_d44bc7f260.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069475162213702210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking again!! Was forced... Hiihih... all the drinking was before the great dinner we had (the first pic). &lt;br /&gt;We went home after dinner and resumed drinking... Then Gee brought us to a club but was declined entree because he was wearing his trainers... HAhaha... Then we went club hopping... Was great fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlpkzQFp2lI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CkSwdbOm1Dw/s1600-h/515923078_d12daeae78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlpkzQFp2lI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CkSwdbOm1Dw/s400/515923078_d12daeae78.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069475162213702226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has changed about Gee.. Still the same old gila person as before...  Anyway, thanks for having us there.... :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-1015325050338210527?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1015325050338210527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=1015325050338210527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1015325050338210527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1015325050338210527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/food-i-love-food.html' title=''/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RlplzwFp2sI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Jvy_lS4vIMc/s72-c/515947711_1f1209d501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-3357486343812847185</id><published>2007-05-16T07:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T08:03:45.088+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yey!!</title><content type='html'>Hey hey!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I assisted in a spontaneous delivery...&lt;br /&gt;Mother is so pretty&lt;br /&gt;Her relationship with her partner is so sweet&lt;br /&gt;The baby is so pretty&lt;br /&gt;I am soo happy..&lt;br /&gt;and so tired...&lt;br /&gt;and I got my book signed... ;p&lt;br /&gt;After this, I am not sure if I want a spontaneous one or should I just opt for C-section...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-3357486343812847185?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3357486343812847185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=3357486343812847185' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/3357486343812847185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/3357486343812847185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/yey.html' title='Yey!!'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-4576267254883352681</id><published>2007-05-14T06:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T06:13:11.683+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Teddy Baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rkfvrr8isuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/65vpUxFUcD8/s1600-h/289704268l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rkfvrr8isuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/65vpUxFUcD8/s400/289704268l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064279839811482338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you soooo much, Teddy!!!! *Hugzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-4576267254883352681?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4576267254883352681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=4576267254883352681' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4576267254883352681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4576267254883352681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-teddy-baby.html' title='My Teddy Baby...'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/Rkfvrr8isuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/65vpUxFUcD8/s72-c/289704268l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-8066548177040691740</id><published>2007-05-13T23:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T23:44:59.609+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Take That - How deep is your love - live 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/TH58qUPtB3I' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/TH58qUPtB3I'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of my all-time favourites... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my cousin's husband-to-be at that time sang this song to her during their wedding day. Obviously he was not the only one singing. There were 3 of them, the other two were his best men. They had their glasses on and they sang whole heartedly with gestures and full of expression. It was rather….well... out-of-tune... But who cares!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was soooooo sweet... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a few years now and soon, it is my own sister's wedding. I do not know what my exact feelings were when I first heard the news. I was definitely very excited&lt;br /&gt;However, when the news slowly sank into my puny ( sure kena zhat for this.. though small, I am still the smartest k??) brain, I felt as though situation had threatened the relationship between me and my sister. I was afraid that our relationship will not be as strong. I would not be the first person she would turn to anymore… not when she has her own husband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were close ever since we were young. &lt;br /&gt;She was someone I shared everything with.&lt;br /&gt;She was the nice one while I was the evil one. &lt;br /&gt;I would always bully her and get her into trouble. &lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for all the mistakes I had made before..&lt;br /&gt;I remember pulling her hair&lt;br /&gt;I remember pinning her down onto the bed and sitting on her&lt;br /&gt;I remember shouting at her&lt;br /&gt;I remember lying to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, she was always there for me. &lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the situation;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it was one of my glorious moments or when I was down in the dumps&lt;br /&gt;She would still be there for me.... &lt;br /&gt;I do not know if you know how much you mean to me...&lt;br /&gt;Even I cannot put it into words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things might be different, and I am sure they will&lt;br /&gt;You would have a husband whom you would turn to when problems arise&lt;br /&gt;You would have your own room and I would be left in our old room alone&lt;br /&gt;You would have your own life &lt;br /&gt;You would eventually have your own kids and spend most of your time with your own family &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But please be sure that&lt;br /&gt;Some things do not change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not change&lt;br /&gt;I will still be there for you&lt;br /&gt;My respect for you will never change&lt;br /&gt;My love for you will never change.&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, our relationship will never change&lt;br /&gt;That I promise you..&lt;br /&gt;Love you soooo much&lt;br /&gt;And will always do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for all the support you had given me. I know I have the best sister in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-8066548177040691740?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8066548177040691740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=8066548177040691740' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/8066548177040691740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/8066548177040691740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/take-that-how-deep-is-your-love-live.html' title='Take That - How deep is your love - live 2006'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-9138756293050334935</id><published>2007-05-13T11:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T11:18:40.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Take That - Shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/_BuX0eTjJRk' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/_BuX0eTjJRk'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take that mou?!! Weeee.... Love them...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-9138756293050334935?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9138756293050334935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=9138756293050334935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/9138756293050334935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/9138756293050334935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/take-that-shine.html' title='Take That - Shine'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-630072352321737866</id><published>2007-05-13T00:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T00:45:29.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rank Specialty Score</title><content type='html'>Saw this KY's blog... I think it is quite true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 general surgery 46 &lt;br /&gt;2 urology 45 &lt;br /&gt;3 plastic surgery 45 &lt;br /&gt;4 gastroenterology 45 &lt;br /&gt;5 general internal med 44 &lt;br /&gt;6 allergy &amp; immunology 44 &lt;br /&gt;7 otolaryngology 44 &lt;br /&gt;8 orthopaedic surgery 43 &lt;br /&gt;9 ophthalmology 43 &lt;br /&gt;10 neurology 43 &lt;br /&gt;11 pulmonology 43 &lt;br /&gt;12 dermatology 42 &lt;br /&gt;13 neurosurgery 42 &lt;br /&gt;14 thoracic surgery 42 &lt;br /&gt;15 radiology 42 &lt;br /&gt;16 physical med &amp; rehabilitation 41 &lt;br /&gt;17 emergency med 41 &lt;br /&gt;18 nuclear med 41 &lt;br /&gt;19 endocrinology 41 &lt;br /&gt;20 cardiology 39 &lt;br /&gt;21 hematology 38 &lt;br /&gt;22 preventive med 38 &lt;br /&gt;23 aerospace med 38 &lt;br /&gt;24 pathology 38 &lt;br /&gt;25 obstetrics/gynecology 37 &lt;br /&gt;26 occupational med 37 &lt;br /&gt;27 colon &amp; rectal surgery 37 &lt;br /&gt;28 anesthesiology 36 &lt;br /&gt;29 family practice 36 &lt;br /&gt;30 psychiatry 36 &lt;br /&gt;31 nephrology 35 &lt;br /&gt;32 radiation oncology 35 &lt;br /&gt;33 infectious disease 34 &lt;br /&gt;34 med oncology 33 &lt;br /&gt;35 rheumatology 33 &lt;br /&gt;36 pediatrics 26&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-630072352321737866?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/630072352321737866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=630072352321737866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/630072352321737866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/630072352321737866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/rank-specialty-score.html' title='Rank Specialty Score'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-1630236651756973888</id><published>2007-05-12T14:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T16:34:44.312+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hop.... *Thump!!!</title><content type='html'>The day starts off awfully&lt;br /&gt;I look out the window&lt;br /&gt;It is cloudy and grey&lt;br /&gt;That does not help much with my mood&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a sloth&lt;br /&gt;Slowly crawling out of my bed&lt;br /&gt;It is times like these when I absolutely despise the fact that my bed is quite high up&lt;br /&gt;I hang my legs down and still could not reach the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... That is one of the downfalls of being vertically challenged...&lt;br /&gt;I take a deep breath and give it all I've got&lt;br /&gt;I make a little hop&lt;br /&gt;Hop... *Thump&lt;br /&gt;That was me putting on weight.. All the chocolates and sweets in my room are not helping. Stress does not do any good to my eating habit&lt;br /&gt;The whole morning was spent looking at my stagnant computer screen&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how great I would be if this was a real job&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I can be quite a professional and maybe I would be able to teach people this 'beneficial' skill of mine&lt;br /&gt;No *blink blink... Just eyes wide open and stare...&lt;br /&gt;So that was my morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I had something to look forward to&lt;br /&gt;I participated in a project where we gave out food for the homeless people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not think I am as noble as everyone else there&lt;br /&gt;Doing all this with the intention of making people's lives better&lt;br /&gt;I reckon I am doing this because of me, myself&lt;br /&gt;To make me feel better&lt;br /&gt;To make me feel as though I am doing something useful&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, because I have made so many mistakes in the past, inflicting too much pain on people who do not deserve any of it&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I did it just because I wanted to feel better&lt;br /&gt;To feel as though I had helped&lt;br /&gt;To feel as though I too, can bring joy to people's life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being sappy.. That is just how I feel today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have to admit that I definitely feel a lot better after that event.&lt;br /&gt;It feels good....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-1630236651756973888?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1630236651756973888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=1630236651756973888' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1630236651756973888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1630236651756973888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/hop-thump.html' title='Hop.... *Thump!!!'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-1290340516630810542</id><published>2007-05-06T11:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T12:45:46.472+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My first 24h...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the first time I stayed up for 24 hours &lt;br /&gt;Not because of jetlag, clubbing or being busy talking to people.&lt;br /&gt;I was doing something productive...&lt;br /&gt;I was there from 5pm-7am, with a lady who was in pain&lt;br /&gt;Who was struggling every now and then &lt;br /&gt;She took few deep breaths through a tube each time pain decided to pay her a visit&lt;br /&gt;She cried at times when the contractions were too much for her to endure&lt;br /&gt;I checked her stats every half an hour&lt;br /&gt;I checked her living "subject" in her womb every 15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;I was with her during her exciting journey&lt;br /&gt;However, the living "subject" in the womb was too stubborn&lt;br /&gt;He would not budge&lt;br /&gt;He stayed at 9cm for 4 hours&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was concerned for the mother and the "subject"&lt;br /&gt;She finally decided to proceed with the surgery&lt;br /&gt;I assisted and the registrar warned me that it could get quite bloody&lt;br /&gt;I stood there as the surgeon cut the abdomen open&lt;br /&gt;Fluid splattered on all of us with full force (amniotic)&lt;br /&gt;There was an obstruction&lt;br /&gt;Then he cut deeper, and I opened the abdomen as much as possible to assist in the delivery&lt;br /&gt;Before you knew it *ploop*, a baby boy came into the world...&lt;br /&gt;His mother, grand mother and all the other health staff members welcomed him to the world&lt;br /&gt;The day ended with a smile...&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story : Guys are trouble... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-1290340516630810542?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1290340516630810542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=1290340516630810542' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1290340516630810542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1290340516630810542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-first-24h.html' title='My first 24h...'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-2399446008003266005</id><published>2007-05-05T22:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T22:51:13.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Runaway</title><content type='html'>I thought I was normal,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was cool,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I abided by everyones rules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize as the time goes by,&lt;br /&gt;I should have thought about everyone else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a time they were there,&lt;br /&gt;For a time they all cared,&lt;br /&gt;But then came a time when I just disappeared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blocked it all out,&lt;br /&gt;I refused to see,&lt;br /&gt;What I kept all locked up inside of me,&lt;br /&gt;It all seemed so stupid,&lt;br /&gt;It all seemed insane,&lt;br /&gt;But then again I was just the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it all in and refused to let out,&lt;br /&gt;The frustration inside that would make me bail out,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think twice about what it would cause,&lt;br /&gt;To me it was over just because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other reason,&lt;br /&gt;No answer why,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't care and I didn't know why,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else mattered,&lt;br /&gt;No one else knew,&lt;br /&gt;But what I was doing could sure make me lose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when,&lt;br /&gt;But one of these years I will win again,&lt;br /&gt;My life is in shambles,&lt;br /&gt;But now I can see,&lt;br /&gt;I'll start to rebuild whats inside of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll take strength,&lt;br /&gt;It'll take mind,&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it takes I'll be there in time,&lt;br /&gt;I won't be afraid,&lt;br /&gt;I won't be alone,&lt;br /&gt;For whatever it takes I'll learn to condone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to move on,&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to get through,&lt;br /&gt;It'll be tough but I'll see my way through,&lt;br /&gt;I've made my mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt everyone deeply beyond what I knew,&lt;br /&gt;and it was to bad that I bailed out before,&lt;br /&gt;but now I've come home and I'll start to renew,&lt;br /&gt;The love everyone has I put it aside,&lt;br /&gt;But now I'll take part and start to recognize,&lt;br /&gt;All of the love that I've had all along,&lt;br /&gt;Now will come forth and all will be told,&lt;br /&gt;for now i have learned the gift of love and home... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© By Chanda A. Johnson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-2399446008003266005?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2399446008003266005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=2399446008003266005' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/2399446008003266005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/2399446008003266005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/runaway.html' title='The Runaway'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-4646579331208159209</id><published>2007-05-04T17:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T12:06:38.705+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying - Sigh - Jia you!!!</title><content type='html'>I do not like studying...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why I am in this field..&lt;br /&gt;All the studying that needs to be done...&lt;br /&gt;Like my friend said to me earlier this morning, "It is endless"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, with the advancement of technology, things change so quickly&lt;br /&gt;At one point things are a certain way, but 10 years down the road, they no longer are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a doctor once tell me that most of the things he studied in medical school are so outdated and a lot of them are do not apply now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the surgeons..&lt;br /&gt;They learnt to cut people up and fix them inside, and then close the wound up &lt;br /&gt;However, the focus is on laparoscopic technique now&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being able to see and touch the structures, they can only see it through a TV screen and use two long sticks to maneuver through the structures in a patient's body.&lt;br /&gt;All the skills they learnt before had not gone to waste, but is used less often&lt;br /&gt;Eventually those skills will fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose this does not only apply to medicine&lt;br /&gt;It is very much similar to the path each and everyone of us has to walk&lt;br /&gt;We learn things&lt;br /&gt;We forget things that we once learnt&lt;br /&gt;Then we learn new things.. It is the cycle of life... We do not stop learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, some things are not as easy to learn as the others.&lt;br /&gt;We can work as hard as we want for our careers &lt;br /&gt;We can create opportunity where there is none&lt;br /&gt;We can work so hard and in years, we will eventually succeed&lt;br /&gt;We reap what we sow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when we deal with another human being, we can never learn&lt;br /&gt;This is because it concerns two people with two different minds&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to build a friendship&lt;br /&gt;It is more difficult to build a relationship&lt;br /&gt;We can never learn because it involves different people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one person is the same&lt;br /&gt;No one person feels the same way&lt;br /&gt;No one person thinks the same way&lt;br /&gt;So it is impossible to use our past experiences with someone new&lt;br /&gt;All we can do is just use a general guide and improvise as we go along&lt;br /&gt;We can get to know this new person&lt;br /&gt;We can learn from our experiences with this new person&lt;br /&gt;However, even with that, success is not guaranteed... &lt;br /&gt;Because people do change &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medicine is definitely a very difficult course&lt;br /&gt;Facts are constantly changing and we have to always keep in tip top condition&lt;br /&gt;We always have to be alert and proactive to learn as much as we can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my dislike of studying, I find this job very gratifying&lt;br /&gt;I know I am just a student, but I have a strong feeling that I will love this job&lt;br /&gt;I already love being in the wards&lt;br /&gt;Talking to different people and learning about their lives&lt;br /&gt;Even at this very moment when I have no authority to treat them&lt;br /&gt;I am happy enough&lt;br /&gt;I am happy enough to be in this course&lt;br /&gt;Happy enough to have made it this far&lt;br /&gt;All I can hope is that I can make it further&lt;br /&gt;With that I need to pass this exam..&lt;br /&gt;God bless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-4646579331208159209?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4646579331208159209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=4646579331208159209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4646579331208159209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4646579331208159209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/studying-sigh-jia-you.html' title='Studying - Sigh - Jia you!!!'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-1337730622327903797</id><published>2007-05-02T23:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T04:20:13.740+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A very nice day...</title><content type='html'>Today has been a great day.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah asked us to go out hiking and for a picnic with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;Sam and I decided that we would tag along.&lt;br /&gt;I met one of the nicest people today.&lt;br /&gt;There was a dad of two, a 5 year old kid and a 7 year old kid&lt;br /&gt;The two kids were soooooooooooo adorable.&lt;br /&gt;Really, really, really cute...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the fact that their dad is an Ang Moh and their mother is Punjabi.&lt;br /&gt;And they are both handsome and gorgeous respectively&lt;br /&gt;The dad followed us along with the two kids while their mother stayed at home because she is now pregnant&lt;br /&gt;Dad had a saber fight with his son. His son tapped the saber onto his leg. Dad started limping pretending that his leg was really sore. He limped but the fight continued. It was just so adorable. There was so much love between the father and his sons&lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to have my own children&lt;br /&gt;Small 'yiwei' running around... Jumping up and down, throwing tantrums, making so much noise, asking stupid questions.. No.. No.. That'll be nightmare.. Small 'yiwei' is a menace&lt;br /&gt;Met Ed. He was the one who got the fire going. Good job, Ed. The fire was definitely handy when it got a lot colder.&lt;br /&gt;Had a good chat with another new friend, Kate. She told me about her trip to Thailand&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, there was Sarah, of course and Ruth&lt;br /&gt;We all had good banter&lt;br /&gt;It was really goood fun. We hiked about 200m and made ourselves some hot chocolate, crisps and brownies!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy to have met all of these people. As we gathered around the fire to warm ourselves, they said prayers. These people were so sincere and they prayed for everyone that they knew who were not in the best situations. Even people whom they just met yesterday. I was really touched by that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before I end this entry, something happened this morning and it definitely taught me a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the antenatal clinic with Sam in the afternoon. I was supposed to sit in with the consultant tomorrow and I just needed to know if the clinic was on. I saw a nurse passing by. I stopped her and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Wei: Hello there.. I was just wondering if the antenatal clinic will be on tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Nurse : Looking at me and paused for a while&lt;br /&gt;       Ummm... May I know if this is for you or is it for your friend?&lt;br /&gt;Yi Wei: Ummm... No no.. You are mistaken. I am not a patient. I am a 4th year&lt;br /&gt;       medical student. I am suppose to be in the antenatal clinic&lt;br /&gt;Nurse : She let go a sigh and said... Oh I see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; Always.. Always and Always.. remember to introduce yourself first before asking any questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I definitely look pretty old. Usually they wouldn't even have thought that I already had my menarche&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-1337730622327903797?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1337730622327903797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=1337730622327903797' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1337730622327903797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1337730622327903797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/very-nice-day.html' title='A very nice day...'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-9039011673832507172</id><published>2007-05-01T08:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T08:46:19.917+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl [OST] - 사랑은 힘든가봐 (Sarang Eun Him Deun Ga Bwa)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/1WQx6DeKP2Y' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/1WQx6DeKP2Y'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think this guy looks a little like Justin... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-9039011673832507172?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9039011673832507172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=9039011673832507172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/9039011673832507172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/9039011673832507172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-girl-ost-sarang-eun-him-deun-ga-bwa.html' title='My Girl [OST] - 사랑은 힘든가봐 (Sarang Eun Him Deun Ga Bwa)'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-5916275094597130667</id><published>2007-04-30T19:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T19:18:39.085+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Should we be nice??</title><content type='html'>We all want to be the best person that we can. &lt;br /&gt;We were all taught well by our parents&lt;br /&gt;They tried their best to mould us into someone "different". &lt;br /&gt;Someone great. &lt;br /&gt;Someone they can be proud of &lt;br /&gt;And someone that they can tell their friends about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that not everyone had that great opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;Some had lost a parent while some had lost both; &lt;br /&gt;Along the way or even from the very beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Some had not been given enough love &lt;br /&gt;While some have had bad experiences during their childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above it all, we all have one goal&lt;br /&gt;We are all STILL thriving to be best that we can be in every aspect of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be taught to be cautious when I was younger. &lt;br /&gt;I got into a huge mess because I spoke too freely. &lt;br /&gt;It involved all parties including my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I was warned and I realised from then on I should be more careful when I speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be the competitive life I once had. &lt;br /&gt;Things that were said among my colleagues were sometimes doubtful. &lt;br /&gt;I am not judging anyone, because I am the same, if not worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I left that sort of life, I learnt how to be more trusting &lt;br /&gt;I learnt how to tell the truth. &lt;br /&gt;To respect people&lt;br /&gt;To give them the benefit of the doubt&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone deserves a chance to be trusted&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone deserves a chance to correct the mistakes that were once made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As years passed, I met more and more people.&lt;br /&gt;Life is getting more and more complicated again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that you do is being watched&lt;br /&gt;Every mistake that you make will be remembered and be talked about&lt;br /&gt;Every good deed that you do will be remembered but NOT talked about&lt;br /&gt;People tend to remember the bad and disregard the good&lt;br /&gt;People tend to believe what others think about that person&lt;br /&gt;Even when they do not want to do so&lt;br /&gt;We have to admit we DO get affected by the gossip that goes around &lt;br /&gt;Do not feel bad&lt;br /&gt;It is only human to judge people when we see or hear things about them&lt;br /&gt;Everyone analyses and sadly, most of the time we are influenced by our peers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that we cannot change how people perceive us&lt;br /&gt;I realise we cannot always get affected by what people say&lt;br /&gt;I realise we have to understand that not everyone is sensitive&lt;br /&gt;I also realise that not everyone admires sensitivity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that it is alright not to be nice all the time&lt;br /&gt;We are only human, and we make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Know that if we were judged wrongly at the first impression&lt;br /&gt;We should try to better ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Know that if we were judged wrongly the second time&lt;br /&gt;We should try harder to better ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Know that if they continue letting the past judge you&lt;br /&gt;We should just better ourselves without hoping for them to change their perception&lt;br /&gt;But remember, do NOT at any one point feel inadequate&lt;br /&gt;Because we are only human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always want to be at my best in all circumstances &lt;br /&gt;I try hard to be someone nice. &lt;br /&gt;Someone who is well liked&lt;br /&gt;It takes a lot of effort in an unknown land&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am just not ‘naturally’ nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times it drains me seeing the effort unbalanced by appreciation&lt;br /&gt;Many times I would want to give up trying&lt;br /&gt;Many times I feel that all the trouble is not worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But  many times I was proven wrong&lt;br /&gt;I have always been blessed with the presence of good company&lt;br /&gt;I may have people not liking me&lt;br /&gt;But I still have some close friends who are there&lt;br /&gt;People that I know would stick by me through thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;People who care about what is going on in my life&lt;br /&gt;People who care to call or to message&lt;br /&gt;People who spare a moment to think about me&lt;br /&gt;Those are the people I live for&lt;br /&gt;Because, at the end of the day, it is not about how many acquaintances u have&lt;br /&gt;But it is about how many true friends you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all&lt;br /&gt;Do not stop being nice because some people do not appreciate it&lt;br /&gt;You might one day change someone’s life just by being nice&lt;br /&gt;A few kind words is all it takes&lt;br /&gt;A little time spent for a friend is all it takes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being that friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;For being there &lt;br /&gt;For the kind words &lt;br /&gt;And for sparing those precious time of yours &lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : This is just a token of my appreciation to all my friends who have been there for me. Names need not be mentioned. Surely, you know who you are... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-5916275094597130667?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5916275094597130667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=5916275094597130667' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5916275094597130667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5916275094597130667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-be-nice-or-not-to-be.html' title='Should we be nice??'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-5699244374585239850</id><published>2007-04-27T16:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T16:31:41.383+01:00</updated><title type='text'>游鴻明 - 樓下那個女人</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/KILcdE0U1AQ' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/KILcdE0U1AQ'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-5699244374585239850?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5699244374585239850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=5699244374585239850' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5699244374585239850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5699244374585239850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='游鴻明 - 樓下那個女人'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-3856296385693365591</id><published>2007-04-27T14:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T20:08:28.622+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lian Shang Ling Yi Ge Ren - You Hong Ming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/qxX3gl2MvaA' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/qxX3gl2MvaA'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Him again... Not as cute as Jay Chou ler :p But still damn good...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-3856296385693365591?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3856296385693365591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=3856296385693365591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/3856296385693365591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/3856296385693365591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/lian-shang-ling-yi-ge-ren-you-hong-ming.html' title='Lian Shang Ling Yi Ge Ren - You Hong Ming'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-508144366222876497</id><published>2007-04-27T14:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T14:08:11.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Di Yi Qian Ge Zuo Ye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/NkZFmZznNbo' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/NkZFmZznNbo'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think he is second best after Jay Chou!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-508144366222876497?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/508144366222876497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=508144366222876497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/508144366222876497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/508144366222876497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/di-yi-qian-ge-zuo-ye.html' title='Di Yi Qian Ge Zuo Ye'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-6821708366677237500</id><published>2007-04-26T21:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:28:13.467+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MADtv - Grey's Anatomy / House M.D. Crossover Parody</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/R6HhMvntjZA' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/R6HhMvntjZA'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is sooo funny , people... Enjoy... Wahahha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-6821708366677237500?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6821708366677237500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=6821708366677237500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/6821708366677237500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/6821708366677237500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/madtv-grey-anatomy-house-md-crossover.html' title='MADtv - Grey&amp;#39;s Anatomy / House M.D. Crossover Parody'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-8698292854442481812</id><published>2007-04-23T23:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T13:44:11.735+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-8698292854442481812?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8698292854442481812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=8698292854442481812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/8698292854442481812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/8698292854442481812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-566881383386143730</id><published>2007-04-23T08:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T19:42:17.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday celebration...</title><content type='html'>It was indeed one of the best celebrations ever...&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole day with S. We did not do anything fancy but the company was all it took to make my day. Went prezzie shopping in the morning. S got me something really nice. Then we went for lunch in Jimmy Chung's. The food was quite good. Later in the evening, we went to Victoria park to have a wee walk (accompanied by Coca Cola :p)How much greater can it get..&lt;br /&gt;We then went for coffee in the Monkey House.. I really like that place.. Not because I am a monkey or anything.. The ambience and the coffee.. My goodness.. the mocha was amazing.. Then we went for a couple of pool games.. Lost to S, 1-5 in just an hour.. I was really rubbish.. Not to say that he is really good or anything.. I think he was just lucky.. I potted the white ball after potting the black, also potted the black in the middle of the game.. sigh... think I am not skillful enough ler.. Maybe I shall retire from playing pool..&lt;br /&gt;We rushed home because we were suppose to go to Five for dinner. S made reservation at 8.40pm. I was told to hurry and I quickly went home to change. S knocked on my room and told me that Shal baked me a cake. I went to the kitchen and there were so many people there. They sang the birthday song and I stood there, looking at everyone *blink blink... And just remained speechless for a moment..&lt;br /&gt;All 10 juniors , my housemates, some seniors, one engineer and some of our batchmates were just looking at me.. they too, *blink blink...Then , I said, "Thank you, Thank you", in my usually mengada way...That broke the silence... A bit dramatic ler.. This is a blog.. hahhahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalini did the most things, I was told.. She ACTUALLY cleaned the kitchen and placed the table in the corner and nicely arranged packets of crisps on it. Not only that.. She BAKED me a very very very nice cake... Sob sob... So touched ler.. She wasn't proud of her cake though, but she somehow kept reminding me that she arranged the packets of crisps on the table.. I guess that must be one of those things she doesn't do all that often.. or not at all... Yey!! *applause *applause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline and A made sandwiches for everyone... Bravo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shal and Adeline got me Oceanus products!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herbert blew the balloons and decorated the kitchen. He got me 1.5L wine. It was really nice. Thank you very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seniors: YK, WM, TH, YS - Thank you so much for coming. YS made a very nice chicken dish.:P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The juniors : All ten of them came. BH made some garlic chicken.. And it tasted really good too. Thank you so much for making the effort to come. &lt;br /&gt;Jason came too. Thanks for coming. And thanks for your Body Shop products prezzie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's presence was a surprise!!! She did not stay for long because she needed to get to work. Thank you for your body shimmer lotion. And I appreciate it so much that you came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HS, NJ, JH, E and M are people from our year.. Thanks for coming too!! Thanks for bringing food.. and also SS, A, and SM, thanks for the ice cream that all 3 of u made. It was really nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I went out the day before with a friend of mine, S. Thank you so much for the nice lunch and the prezzie.. It is really beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my family... Thanks for the prezzies too.. They were really beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, thank you, Sam. I know you put in a lot of effort and I really enjoyed yesterday. I do not think I could ask for more. It was definitely one of the best birthdays I have ever had.. And one thing for sure.. You definitely lie very well.. Keeping a straight face the whole day.. You definitely succeeded in fooling me.. But I really appreciate everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to everyone who was not around... thank you so much for all the messages that was left on friendster, all the smses, all the calls, those who wished me in my yak yak board and also all the emails.. Thank you so much... It would have been nice to have all of u here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u realised.. The prezzies I got yesterday seemed to be perfume, body shampoo, moisturiser, feet scrub and all the shower thingy.. I think I must be quite stinky because everyone seems to feel the same way about me. Getting me something that I could use to make me smell good.. I will use them k? Hopefully next time I won't be so stinky anymore..&lt;br /&gt;hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends, near and far....&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for being such a great friend to me. Different people were there at different times of my life. There is no one person that was there for me throughout my life (of course ler...oh, except for my family). However, I just wanna let all of you know that even in that short period of time we got to know each other, I appreciate what we had. Each moment spent will be cherished forever. Thanks for being there for me when I needed someone most &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all I want to say is, I feel like the luckiest person in the world to have great friends like all of u.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya all sooooooo much!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for making yesterday such a memorable day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-566881383386143730?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/566881383386143730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=566881383386143730' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/566881383386143730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/566881383386143730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-birthday-celebration.html' title='My birthday celebration...'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-1490170883222621075</id><published>2007-04-21T12:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T12:04:11.077+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday's dinner....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RinvicHfjVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zjTT22TfVSU/s1600-h/DSC09191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RinvicHfjVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zjTT22TfVSU/s400/DSC09191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055835431642303826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RinvisHfjWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/n_064w6OhqA/s1600-h/DSC09192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RinvisHfjWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/n_064w6OhqA/s400/DSC09192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055835435937271138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-1490170883222621075?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1490170883222621075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=1490170883222621075' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1490170883222621075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/1490170883222621075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/yesterdays-dinner.html' title='Yesterday&apos;s dinner....'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RinvicHfjVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zjTT22TfVSU/s72-c/DSC09191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-6436449281382499691</id><published>2007-04-20T17:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T09:58:11.025+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays!!!!</title><content type='html'>It has been a long 4 months without any breaks. We will now have 1 week ?? EASTER break when everyone else has finished theirs. Oh well, weird university for weird people.. and yes, that includes all of you in the Fat Flat... It has been about 2 weeks since the arrival of the 10 juniors from IMU. They all seem so fresh and happy-go-lucky... I wonder if I was like that when I first came. I mean I always try to potray myself as someone who is happy all the time because I think that it is quite rude to show people your anger and resentment because they are purely innocent (unless it is the person who pissed you off in the first place.. that will be quite legitimate). Nobody deserves that. But as 1 year has passed, I seem to care less about these things and have become more and more insensitive. I do not think it is a good thing but I was once told that I was too sensitive. I suppose this past year was definitely one of the toughest that I had gone through. Thankfully I survived. Anyway, I got side-tracked. What I meant to say is that, I felt rather old. It has been a year and now I am called a senior... Gee Wee... I am called SENIOR??? hahahaha... I am definitely not used to that... Had always been one of the youngest in everything that I did..If the juniors call us seniors, then we can call our seniors, ancestors.. That also means that in a years time, I will be their ancestor.. Wow!! I bet I will be wiser next year too!!Waahhaha.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we have 1 week holiday!!! YEY!!!! ummmmm... but what am I gonna do??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-6436449281382499691?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6436449281382499691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=6436449281382499691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/6436449281382499691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/6436449281382499691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/holidays.html' title='Holidays!!!!'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-982950083937784004</id><published>2007-04-17T22:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:11:18.152+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Greys Anatomy - Chasing Cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/pNkLQANtCVk' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/pNkLQANtCVk'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love this song so much.... Most likely due to the series ler... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-982950083937784004?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/982950083937784004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=982950083937784004' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/982950083937784004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/982950083937784004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/greys-anatomy-chasing-cars.html' title='Greys Anatomy - Chasing Cars'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-4625455862036331662</id><published>2007-04-16T08:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T09:39:53.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Studying for exams has become a very big chore for me. It is especially disappointing when you try so hard, and yet when you try to do a few questions, it is proven that you do not know anything at all. Sigh... This coming exam should be one of the toughest exams that I ever had. And I am quite doubtful about it... I used to like to think that I am quite smart. I whisked through primary school with good results and being hardly in school at all in secondary years, I managed reasonably well. Not the full straight A's most of my colleagues had, but definitely enough to make my parents proud of me. A-levels was probably the best time I had in my life.. good company, relaxing and also it was then that I realised how much I missed studying.. It is amazing how little I knew when I first started.. My Physics, Chemistry and Biology were all quite hopeless but with the guidance of great teachers and friends, I managed to do extremely well.. Then came IMU... Studying was turning into a chore.. all the memorising, understanding and the whole broad spectrum of diseases that I had to learn just dampened my spirit. I no longer enjoy the process of studying like I used to in A-levels ( though short, still very memorable). Luckily, I still managed well... I thought that was the hardest.... Apparently, I was so wrong... I cannot remember the last time I felt so stupid.. In Aberdeen, I am now in my 4th year and I would have to agree that I learnt a lot in the practical side of things.. but when it comes to knowledge, I take time to retrieve information and many times, I might be right but too afraid to speak up, or even worse, when I speak up (bear in mind, it takes a lot for me to speak up in class) I am told that I am wrong.. Sigh... I know it is fine to make mistakes, and that is probably where we learn from.. But to make mistakes after all that hard work.... Arrghh... It is just pure disappointment...Do not get me wrong.. I love medicine.. I cannot imagine myself doing anything else.. But the studying and the many disappointments on the way to the top is just so taxing and I feel that it has finally taken it's toll on me... I want to give up.. Sigh... Sob sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 3 deep breaths...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok... Bad thoughts, bad thoughts!!! Go away!!! I think I should forget about all that nonsense and start studying.. And to all who are going to have exams soon, all the best.. and don't give up... We worked hard to get where we are.. Do not give up half way... We will all work hard towards our goal...And I think I still have 40 days to study....Jia You!!!! Gambatte!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you , yi wei!!! Hihihiihih... Weeeee........ Ok... Gonna go back to studying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-4625455862036331662?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4625455862036331662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=4625455862036331662' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4625455862036331662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4625455862036331662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-3893516169586164144</id><published>2007-04-15T09:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T09:56:23.685+01:00</updated><title type='text'>M203 Cheerleading</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://xiao-zhai.net/Shared/Final.rm" loop="false" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio-plugin" controls="imagewindow,All" console="video" autostart="false" height="400" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear M203,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently saw this videoclip again.. I thought it was really quite good.. A few mistakes here and there, but I would never have expected doctors, who never had any sort of training or experience with dance, cheerleading or any form of performance to be able to perform so well.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for making that moment so special.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the people I would have liked to thank but did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yen Shi - This fellow decided that exams were far too important and ditched me to do the coaching on my own. However, she was as sweet as always as she helped me to choreograph the dance. And that was really important... And also thanks for all the constructive criticism...:p Love ya lots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiang Liang - Thanks a lot for the great music and all the times when you came for the practice just to see how we were getting on. It was really nice of you to spend such a long time with us when the exam was around the corner, and to come up with such a magnificent piece..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian - Thank you sooo much for being there for me at that point of time. I do not think I could have done it without your support. You also helped a lot in coaching everyone.. For this occasion, and also the whole 2 years in IMU, I thank you for all the support. I think we no longer owe each other anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chye Teck - The guy whom I will never imagine taking up this  sport... *snicker snicker* But you were definitely one of the most hardworking fellas... Good job..Thank you so much for compilling all the clips to produce such a great movie clip.. I know you had spent hours or days doing it.. And also, thank you so much for rushing it in time to give it to me before I left for Aberdeen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the girls... Chee Shang, Evelyn, Hua Zen, Linda, Nadia, Pei Yee, Priya,  Sheena, Sien Hui, Trisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the guys - Arvind, Chee Wing, Cheng Hong, Chong Han, En Hsiang, Ken Rhee, Rahman, Shi Ching, TJ, Vassan and Zaiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, this routine would not even qualify to enter any cheerleading competition and perhaps if we did, we might not have won at all. However, this is definitely one of the best performances I have seen and done. It is because of the presence of the greatest people to work with ( easy to say now ler... at that point of time, I was probably complaining about some of u, ekekkekekeke). But it is the journey that we went through together, the practice sessions that we had, the practice session that turned into a karaoke session, the time when I fell on SC, and CT and E's classic fall... All these are the moments that I will remember for life and it were these moments that are the most touching to me... We only had about a month of practice but it was really hard work expecially when exams near... You have no idea how proud I am of all of you... And most importantly, WE WON the IMU Cheerleading competition!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and let's not forget about the crowd... My goodness...You M203 were the BEST crowd ever.. I do not think we could even have done it without all of you..  Thank you sooooo much........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we'll keep in touch and that you are all as proud of it as much as I am. Love ya all sooo much..&lt;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://www.xiao-zhai.net/university/cheer2005.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-3893516169586164144?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3893516169586164144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=3893516169586164144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/3893516169586164144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/3893516169586164144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/m203-cheerleading.html' title='M203 Cheerleading'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-3304091848507936013</id><published>2007-04-08T20:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:27:00.751+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Read my visual DNA.. It is quite true!!!</title><content type='html'>I got this site from KY... 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It is quite true!!!'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-7837691410875751034</id><published>2007-04-07T11:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T22:48:09.867+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I was tagged.... by KY</title><content type='html'>I was TAGGED by Ho Kah Yee... Not surprising... I do not even know exactly what this is. Anyway, I will stop whining and just tell you 6 weird things about me. :p. Kah Yee is absolutely right, there actually are more than 6. Hahahahha... Oh well.. Here are the points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I would classify my forgetfulness as severe. I cannot remember many things and it is as though I have selective memory. I find it hard to remember what I did yesterday and it declines exponentially with the number of days. I can retrieve the information only after struggling for quite a while. I blame that on my sleeping habits. I believe I snore when I sleep ( at least that's what I was told) and that might cause me to have obstructive sleep apnoea. That is my own diagnosis and I think I will stick with that umless someone comes up with a better dignosis. Why that? Well, I noticed that I always sleep during the day. It does not matter whther it is in the clinic, until I almost fell off a chair, or when I was standing in the operating theatre when I saw two images of the consultant and almost lost my balance. Hihihihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I laugh for no apparent reason or rather, smile to myself when it is inappropriate. I find myself drifting off from a conversation easily and slipping into the world of my own. Words that were used will trigger old fond memories and I would end up lingering in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I think I have multiple affective disorder. I can be happy in the morning, depressed in the evening and manic at night. It varies day to day. I am generally still quite nice to my friends, but those I know better,I tend to be nastier to them. Maybe because I know you all a lot better ( so, be glad that I show temper in front of you, friend.. Hiihihihi). And thanks for still being there for me despite my horrible temper... I salute my family actually, for putting up with me.. then again, they have no choice... wahhhahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I like to study in my room... not because I need it to be extremely quiet, not because I need to be alone and it is not because it has better feng shui. It is mainly because I sit very awkwardly when I study and I am comfortable that way. Ummm... I do not think I shall describe it, but I would say it is quite barbaric and embarassing if someone was to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am diagnosed with hypermotility joints. Basically I have flexible joints. It must be due to 7 years of training or maybe I was already gifted with a small part of it since birth and through training, I made them worse. That was the reason for my back injury as well. Mainly because my muscles are not strong enough to keep up with the hyperextended things I used to do. I do not think this is weird but many do. I am still normal, k?? :p Please do not label me as weird because I have flexible joints... SobSob... ( I think YS and KY will just say that I was born a monkey)... Sob sob... That's not very nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Last but not least, I myself think that I am weird. Do you think it's weird thinking that you, yourself are weird? Well, I have thought about it a couple of times because many times I do things that I refuse to think I would do or just behave quite oddly. Hmmm... I am not sure if it is abnormal or people do think that way as well... if it is abnormal, then it is weird that I think I am so... If it is normal, then it is weird to think that I am weird thinking that I am weird... So, no matter what, I am still weird... or rather.... confused???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that's me... Sorry KY for taking such a long time to reply your tag... hihihi.... I am sure you have lots to say about that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-7837691410875751034?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7837691410875751034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=7837691410875751034' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/7837691410875751034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/7837691410875751034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-was-tagged-by-ky.html' title='I was tagged.... by KY'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-8772665648722924997</id><published>2007-04-07T05:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T16:41:10.855+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To the one and only...</title><content type='html'>I remember when I was younger, I used to argue with her.&lt;br /&gt;I used to call her every night just to tell her about my long day.&lt;br /&gt;I usually felt really tired and upset from training, I ended up arguing with her&lt;br /&gt;She raised her voice and we would yell at each other over the phone&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship was very rocky and I was the only one to be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;But I would have to admit, it was those difficult times that had brought us a lot closer than I would imagine&lt;br /&gt;Even those days I knew that she would stick by me through thick or thin&lt;br /&gt;She would be there for any competition that I would go for to give me moral support.&lt;br /&gt;She would be at the airport everytime I go away for a competition&lt;br /&gt;She made me beautiful leotards that she spent days or months sewing &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I felt so pressured to do well, to please her but I realise it was more for myself&lt;br /&gt;She was there to make me realise that I am not alone in that race&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am far away from her&lt;br /&gt;Still in a race, but this time, I am all on my own,&lt;br /&gt;I miss her so dearly, I call her every weekend&lt;br /&gt;She still nags me like before ; wash your clothes, do not be dirty, must clean up your room, be good, study hard, must be lady-like and whole loads of things.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I did not tell u the sad or bad things that happen in my life&lt;br /&gt;Just because I know you will get a lot more worried about it than you should&lt;br /&gt;And most of the time, you cannot do much about it but still it would not stop you from staying awake whole night&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I hid my back injury from you for years,&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that I always pretend that I am fine even when the fact is I am sick or  in absolute agony&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand that I am not a liar and that you have not failed your responsibility&lt;br /&gt;It is merely because you are most precious to me&lt;br /&gt;And to see you in pain is far greater than what I originally had to endure&lt;br /&gt;But be sure of one thing, I share with you every single happy moment I have in my life&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much, mum...&lt;br /&gt;I know you already know that, just want to strengthen it further..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-8772665648722924997?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8772665648722924997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=8772665648722924997' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/8772665648722924997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/8772665648722924997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-one-and-only.html' title='To the one and only...'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-8699257074506961548</id><published>2007-03-27T21:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T08:30:01.757+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Better to have loved and lost, than to have not loved at all..</title><content type='html'>I was sitting in the clinic today. This old lady came in with a history of weight loss. Her GP was worried for her because she was losing weight due to poor appetite. She came in looking quite frail with a walking stick but still managed to be rather independent. Her GP also stated that he was aware that she was still in bereavement for her husband who had just passed away late last year. The consultant asked her if she was coping well. She said she was still trying to cope, although better, she occassionally still dips into depression. When the consultant tried telling her that it is a normal process when you lose somebody you love. She told him that she had a happy 45 years of marriage and that she missed him a lot. She almost broke into tears and I was there feeling so touched but yet could not offer anything. I wanted to hold her hands to let her know that it was alright to feel that way, but how would I know. I have not loved someone that long. 45 years... That is a very long time and no matter how hard I try to imagine how hard it would be, I do not think I would come close unless I experience it myself. She regained herself after a while and tried to compose herself for the remainder of the consultation. I drifted off the second half of the consultation. I thought to myself. Was she unlucky that she lost her husband? Or should she be considered lucky to have been able to experience 45 good years with somebody she loves rather than not be able to find someone at all? What about those who are in search of that "someone" and never succeeded. Just a thought to ponder. Let me know what you all think :P Anyway, I wish her well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-8699257074506961548?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8699257074506961548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=8699257074506961548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/8699257074506961548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/8699257074506961548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/better-to-have-loved-and-lost-than-to.html' title='Better to have loved and lost, than to have not loved at all..'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-4231994217012361337</id><published>2007-03-21T07:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-21T23:44:56.866Z</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to a friend....</title><content type='html'>Although I do not personally know you, it is really sad to hear someone go through what you did. I heard you were strong and I hope you will keep on fighting this battle and maybe one day there will be a miracle. I wish I could help but I am inadequate in every way compared to you. You are already a doctor so you must be a lot smarter than I am. However, I will do what I can. I will pray for you every night and hopefully, just hopefully you will be better one day. Even if what is left is just a short time to live, be strong and appreciate everything that is in front of you. All the best to you, friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-4231994217012361337?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4231994217012361337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=4231994217012361337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4231994217012361337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4231994217012361337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/tribute-to-friend.html' title='Tribute to a friend....'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-6924743785079445542</id><published>2007-03-21T06:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-21T06:33:55.825Z</updated><title type='text'>Success using Ophthalmoscope</title><content type='html'>Oh.. Another thing... I know this is quite a shock for many but after 4 years of medicine, I finally got to see the optic disc using OPHTHALMOSCOPE!!! How cool is that?? I was so excited and told everyone when I got back... Everyone ( and I mean everyone), gave me a puzzled look and blink a couple of times before they ask, ' You mean, you have not seen it before?'. Hihihih.... Well, I have always tried really hard to see the back of the eye, following every instruction that was given in IMU( follow the blood vesels and they will direct you to the optic disc). But every attempt seemed futile.. Sob..Sob... Anyway, regardless of how silly this sounds, I felt that this was the biggest achievement I have had in my career of medicine... Hooray!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-6924743785079445542?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6924743785079445542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=6924743785079445542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/6924743785079445542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/6924743785079445542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/success-using-ophthalmoscope.html' title='Success using Ophthalmoscope'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-4393817264965234874</id><published>2007-03-19T22:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:02:37.713+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Scotia Court...</title><content type='html'>Staying in a portable cabin, "The Scotia Court" in Inverness is one of the best things, if not the best, that happened to me since I came to Aberdeen. The previous entry is all the random pictures during my stay at the cabin. I am glad that I met such great people there. Thank you so much, Scotians.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to tell about my days in Scotia.. I will write it down in point form...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We played games almost every night. Started off with mini-mini table tennis , then we played card games ( wist, cho dai dee ( we made the Caucasians learn this game... ), heart attack, shit head, and speed )Settlers of Catan, foosball ( thanks to Toby) and a lot more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I learnt how to bake from Sarah ( thanks Sarah). Well, people who know me know well enough that I can't bake. The last time I tried baking a chocolate cake with my sis, we ended up with chocolate 'kuih'. Surprisingly, under strict supervision by my friend Sarah, I got to bake quite a nice choc cake. The evidence is in friendster...:P I also helped her bake a carrot cake and brownies. I know it's not much ler... but for me, it's a lot k?? I think I deserve a round of applause...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 32 of us share 5 shower places. I stay in the East wing and the girls are suppose to shower in the West wing. Being the lazy me, I decided to shower in the guys bathroom. Obviously when the guys saw me walking into their bathroom, they started being doubtful as to whether I was a girl or a guy. Hence there was a song made for specially for me. It is really nice because there was a main vocalist, some of the guys were playing guitar and some were the back up singers. It went something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Wei is a man,&lt;br /&gt;manly man, manly man (background singers)&lt;br /&gt;It's all that she can be&lt;br /&gt;manly man, manly man (background singers)&lt;br /&gt;I say that SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;seriously (background singers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah....By the way, the SERIOUSLY part, is because I always use that word. I am sure everyone knows me and my limited vocabulary has forced me to be quite repetitive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We played futsal and I was the defender. Apparently I did quite a good job. Well, the best part is that we had so much fun. Our team was called Black Panthers and we won the game. We had a great striker, Aisyah, who claimed that this was her second time playing. She is smaller than me and so agile that no one seems to be able to keep up with her. She was just so.... phenomenal!!! Hey, when I think about it, I miss playing futsal in IMU... you girls are the best ler... hihihi... the Malakings... and also the M203 team!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I played minimini table tennis and got kicked out quite early in the tournament. Managed to bring the semi- finalist to a deuce though. So let's blame it on the fact that I was put against a very good player rather than me being quite shitty in that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying in Inverness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The ophthalmologist told me some random things about macula and I was like ' Oh, I see'. I wanted to show that I know something, so I went on and ask him if that condition he mentioned was like ' macula hole'? ( I just saw that word on the book the other day). Then he said, ' No, that is totally different' . I showed a look of disappointment and the nice consultant told me this, ' Don't worry. Ophthalmology is very difficult. That's why it's only for smart people'. Hihihiih....Zha dou....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I made a presentation on ophthalmology. The title at the start of the presentation was Opthalmology Case Study. Then the consultant stopped me politely, ummm... well, just to let you know, the ophthalmology is spelt wrongly. Hihiihihi... However, during the feedback session, he said that the presentation was one of the best he had seen for a long time... hahaha... bangga bangga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did neurology and the neurologist said that I should become a neurologist... Interesting... Had thought about it before but I think it is too difficult a course for a simple minded person like me... hey wait... I am not simple minded ler... can be quite complicated also... hmmm... Come to think about it, I find this quite interesting. My friend, Yinni is convinced that I have multi-infarct dementia.. Hahahaha... I think it might be quite true too... I usually cannot seem to remember things that I did 2 days ago. I find it really hard to retrieve what was done or who I was with. Always mix things up, and I think I confabulate as well. Not that I am trying to make up stories. It is just that I thought it was true, but apprently I was told that it had never happened before. Weird... Another smart friend of mine, Sufian the Skiver told me that I must have got mixed up between reality and my dream.. Sounds quite profound... Esp. when you said it, Sufian... ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff, Good stuff... Sorry, got side tracked....&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. During the endocrinology block, a specialist registrar gave us a tutorial on thyroid diseases. He asked questions and as usual, I am quiet in class. He prompted me to answer, I gave a him a blank look and then answered him in a lazy manner. Not because I was trying to be rude. It is just becasue I was really tired and it was in the evening. Anyway, I did ask him a couple of questions at the end of his class and he commented that I was finally awake. But only at the end of the class. No climax to the story right?? ahahha... haven't finished ler... anyway, the next day, Sam and Rama ( a very sweet girl) went for his clinic and sat in during his consultation. He asked them questions and they kept quiet. Then he went on.. ' Come on, say something. Don't tell me you all have Yee Wee syndrome also... Hahahaha... It was extremely hilarious... I remember my friend Collin, said I spread yiweitis around... Not realy sure what he meant... Or actually, I forgot.. But who knows,, maybe I'll come up with a constellation of signs and symptoms one day and I'll call them the YiWei Syndrome!!! That's just a thought!! hahaha... Oh, I forgot about the main point. I AM NOT QUIET!!!! AHaahahaha,,, It doesn't take a genius to find out...hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop for now... more updates in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, do forgive me if I made any grammatical errors. Feel free to correct me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-4393817264965234874?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4393817264965234874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=4393817264965234874' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4393817264965234874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/4393817264965234874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/scotia-court.html' title='Scotia Court...'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-4061533744772600834</id><published>2007-03-19T12:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-19T12:33:24.918Z</updated><title type='text'>Inverness and CNY 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5l0oPR4014I/Rf57gVhu-kI/AAAAAAAAAU0/6F6nC-FrWis/s1600-h/CNY_eve_food_for_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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Two patients that I had seen last week had passed away. I was not at all surprised because earlier on the doctors had discussed their cases and had predicted that they did not have long time to live. However, on a brighter note, a patient complimented the team because she had not  felt better than she had today ever since she was diagnosed with sacral plexopathy. When I saw her today, she was about to get 2 units of blood transfusion and she had to lie on her side because of her condition. Even so, she still managed a weak smile. She held my hand as the doctor set up an IV access. She told me things that I found rather peculiar for a person to say to an acquaintance. She told me that I am blessed and worth a lot more than I think I am. She went on to say that my mum is definitely missing me now and that I should let her know that I am very blessed here. It was so sweet that it almost brought tears to my eyes. The timing was absolutely perfect… it fitted in so well because it was only recently that I felt that I was not worth much….This meant so much to me…. Thank you so much…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;br /&gt;Shalini and I were in Hui Sian’s room chattering away when the fire alarm went off. Everyone in Scotia Court stopped whatever they were doing and we all went out of our wee (small) box. Some walked out unprepared with their socks on only, some with their night slippers and some without jackets. Bear in mind that it is winter now and that the road was wet due to melted snow. Some took their own sweet time to get properly dressed before going out (that is me!!!). We waited for 5 minutes and there was no fire team seen. Two of our friends ( Nazeer and Ruth) went to ask someone what should we do. So this was how the conversation went;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medical Student: Our fire alarm went off&lt;br /&gt;Mr. A                 : Where is it?&lt;br /&gt;Medical Student: Scotia Court&lt;br /&gt;Mr. A                 : Where is that? I have not heard of it before. I do not think it exists&lt;br /&gt;Medical Student: Well, obviously it does. That is where we stay. It is a portable cabin&lt;br /&gt;Mr. A                 : Oh, I see. Just hold on. I’ll send the fire team in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeee…oooo….eeee…ooo…. (Sounds of the fire engine??). It got louder and then got softer for a few times indicating that they must have got lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally 2 fire engines came. Firemen went to each room to check if something had set off the alarm. Nothing was found. So, after all this searching was finished,we all went back to our rooms….. Quite an interesting experience I would say…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Tatiana Novikova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my 7 years as a gymnast, my ballet teacher Mrs. Tatiana Novikova was the only one who had faith in me, that I would succeed one day. I dreamt of her yesterday. It was so vivid that it actually felt like it had happened. However, I was unable to remember every detail of the dream. All I know was that she was showing concern when I had gone missing. I really do not know what to make of the dream but it definitely took me back to the past.&lt;br /&gt;I remember being the shortest gymnast in the Malaysian team. There were 20 of us and when we were lined up, I would always be at the far end. A few coaches and judges had doubted my abilities and had always used the height factor as a reason as to why I should not be kept in the team.&lt;br /&gt; I trained hard and was thankful that you were there, Mrs. Tatiana. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for fighting for me to be kept in the team. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for having faith in me when everyone turned their back on me. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for teaching me how to prolong my lines&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for teaching me the best ballet that I could ever have had&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving me as much as you did.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for showing me how I should live my life&lt;br /&gt;I sent you letters but there was no reply. I heard that you had moved. I tried very hard to get your address but all effort was futile. I can only hope that you did not think that I had forgotten you because I have not&lt;br /&gt;I believe you will be proud of who I am today. Though I still walk funnily I finally understood what you had been trying to tell me long ago when I was still young. You said that when I gain maturity, I would be able to feel my body when it moves a lot better and that only then would I will be able to be more expressive in my dance.…. I can now understand that statement…Thank you very much…&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot thank you enough…&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-3197204413485165412?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3197204413485165412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=3197204413485165412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/3197204413485165412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/3197204413485165412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/02/late-entries.html' title='Late entries....'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-6082059697834743261</id><published>2007-01-17T14:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-17T14:25:30.107Z</updated><title type='text'>Oncology</title><content type='html'>I was shadowing an oncologist yesterday. I sat in with him as he did his consultation and followed him around for CT planning for radiotherapy. It was a short two hours but it was definitely fruitful. I saw this lady in her 60’s who was on her third radiotherapy treatment for breast cancer. This was the first time I saw anything like that. It was unilateral and the breast had many nodules surrounding it. The nodules and the adjacent regions were all erythematous. Most of them had punctum and some of them had pus. Scabs were formed due to the radiotherapy. It will probably be something that I will remember for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was breaking bad news time. Another lady had bone metastases from a primary lung tumour. She suddenly fell when she was standing. The oncologist reckoned that the metastases had caused the bone to snap and the fracture caused the fall. It was something hard to grasp as this lady appears to be really strong and had the idea of being well in a couple of months. It was great that her daughter was there with her. It was even greater to see the love they had for each other. It was a rather emotional moment for everyone there.&lt;br /&gt;Time spent in oncology department was generally great. Everyone was very friendly towards me (you do not get that very often when you are a medical student). Also, the consultant actually remembers my name after 1 week of not meeting me. How wonderful is that? It is definitely not easy for Caucasians to pronounce Yi Wei, what more remembering it. It means so much to us, medical students when they call us by our name (well, at least for me). It was a great experience….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-6082059697834743261?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6082059697834743261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=6082059697834743261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/6082059697834743261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/6082059697834743261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/01/oncology.html' title='Oncology'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-5278238154085296598</id><published>2007-01-16T14:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-12T15:35:00.088Z</updated><title type='text'>First Friday in Inverness....</title><content type='html'>It has been a week since I've updatted this blog due to the inconvenience of internet access. However, I had jot down things that had been happening and I shall just upload them to the next few posts&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Firstly, let me give you a brief description of where we stay. It is a 5 minute walk to the hospital. How great is that? There are 32 of us and we are all placed in a portable cabin called Scotia cabin. For a cabin, I would say it is reasonably posh. We have a small room that has cupboard, table, two chairs, and of course a bed and a lamp table.&lt;br /&gt;It is in the shape of an H.&lt;br /&gt;The 2 long rows consist of 16 bedrooms. The middle consists of 2 common rooms and two kitchens. Well, there are many Asians here. When social time comes, the Asians dominate one row and the Westerners dominate the other. However, East meets West once in a while, but not very often :P&lt;br /&gt;So, that’s where I am staying now… Pretty fun I would say. The disadvantage is that we have no internet access. So I can’t update my blog as often as I would like to&lt;br /&gt;The 2 long rows consists of 16 bedrooms each. The middle block consists of 2 common rooms and two kitchens for the two rows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, 12th Jan 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday… It is a very interesting day today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, was the first time I went to the Hospice in Inverness. It was a very nice place with friendly people around. All five of us ( Sam, Sufian, Elaine, Rama and me) were watching a video clip that explains what happens in the last seconds of someone’s life. Of course, they got the information from people who had a near death experience and in the end, survived the threat. As you would have heard before, people usually say that they see a tunnel of light leading to Heaven. In the clip, it explains this; there is hypoxia in the sensory neurons of the eye and this causes the excitation of neurons and synapses in the brain. The brain interprets it as sparks of light occurring and then the information is sent to the motor neuron through the optic nerve. And this is then seen as a tunnel of light being surrounded by ‘twirling colourful tunnel’. Apart from seeing a tunnel of light, people often experience a sense of euphoria in the last seconds of their life. This experience can be reproducible by using a space centrifuge that creates G force. Apparently, in these circumstances, chemicals are released and this leaves people with a sense of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Further in the clip, they show a true story of the last moments of a patient who had a large inoperable tumour in his abdomen. He was told that he had a ‘time bomb’ in his abdomen and he can die at any time. He took it in a positive way and tried to enjoy every single moment he had left. At the time he passed away, the doctor looked upset and yet no tears were shed. I do not think I mentioned it earlier, but the GP has been taking care of this patient for years and has had such a good relationship with him. I thought about it for a while and I thought hard. I remember the time when my uncle passed away right in front of me. It was approximately 3 years ago when I was sitting for my end-of-semester exams in semester 3. Everyone present cried except for me. It is not because I had no tears to shed, but it was because I felt that nothing could be done if I were to cry. My grandmother was devastated. My uncle and I brought grandma out and gave her some water to hopefully calm her. This is not the first time I had not cried when faced with death. Well, I would say I am quite an emotional person, it is whether I make myself free from all my responsibilities or not. I feel that I am to portray an image of a strong girl in my family, possibly that is the reason why I do not allow myself to feel weak and vulnerable. I met this patient with SLE last year and she had a medical history that fits at least a 2 sided A4 paper using New Times Roman text of the size 12. I felt so much for her and I made an effort to visit her as much as I could during my posting which lasted for a week. I made her a paper bird to wish her well before I left. I appreciated our relationship and felt much difficulty when it was time to leave. What more if she were to die…. I do not know if I could have coped with that. I debated with the lecturer that morning saying that it is very difficult to care so much for the patient because it is almost like putting yourself in a vulnerable state. You allow yourself to get hurt and who is to blame but yourself. And another thing is, when I told Sam last time that I got so involved with my patient, he told me that I should be fair to all patients, if I practice medicine that way, I am bound to be unfair as there will be some patients that you can connect with better than the others. I think it is quite true. Oh well, I suppose too much of something is never good…. That’s my conclusion&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday evening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played table tennis in the evening. Ian brought with him a small set of the game comprising two small table tennis bats (slightly bigger than my palm), the ball and also the net. I played, and it was not surprising that I totally sucked at it. Then my friend, Hui Sian came along. She tried playing. Well, how should I describe this…. She is a very strong girl, and you should have seen her playing against Ian… Ian was practically dodging the ball which was hitting him. It was sooo funny….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, we went out for the celebration of Highland 2007. This was the first time Inverness had this sort of celebration. This was indeed a spectacular night. Although I had to admit that it was extremely cold. Firstly, there was a choir performance, then it was a Scottish song (don’t really know what it was but they were all wearing kilts and playing bagpipes). There the prime minister gave a speech and finally was the launch of Highlands 2007. With that, the fireworks began. It was by far the best fireworks I’d ever seen in my life… Oh, I forgot to mention that the celebration was at the bridge. There were also fireworks on the water. It was amazing. Good job, Inverness!!! It almost makes the one they had in Aberdeen look pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it was street party TIME!!!. There were monsters on the street. It was really fun because all the monsters looked so real. It was as though we were all in a movie. It was like War of the Worlds starring Tom Cruise. It was very much like that. There were some praying mantis look-a-like monsters, some dinosaurs, some funny looking creatures with sagged faces and also masked men on ostrich like creatures. Hahahah… was just so entertaining…&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07829.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07832.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07871.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07845.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07802.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07888.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC07849.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RazlSDBKUrI/AAAAAAAAACo/Lx6uSdHJj4o/s1600-h/DSC07888.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-5278238154085296598?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5278238154085296598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=5278238154085296598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5278238154085296598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5278238154085296598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-friday-in-inverness.html' title='First Friday in Inverness....'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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-3677884935073965957.post-5028814605353052890</id><published>2007-01-06T11:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-06T12:30:11.549Z</updated><title type='text'>Going to Inverness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's 11.47pm now...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the flat is busy packing.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone except for me.&lt;br /&gt;Taxi is coming at 1.30pm to bring us to Forresterhill and we are all leaving to Inverness at 2.00pm by bus.&lt;br /&gt;Shal is still packing her stuff, bringing 2 huge luggage and one laptop bag&lt;br /&gt;Sam is bringing one HUGE black bag, another huge backpack and another laptopbag&lt;br /&gt;I have four bags... One huge bag, and another 3 small bags.&lt;br /&gt;3 people and we need a taxi with 6 seats.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;There won't be any internet access in the place we stay... Sigh... I suppose it is good in a way ler. Can study better...&lt;br /&gt;I will still be able to update this blog ler, since there is internet access in university. I won't expect it to be so often of course...&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah... Sam just came into my room and told me that Adeline is suppose to follow us as well&lt;br /&gt;So that's 4 of us in the 6 seater cab...Hahahaha... That's good... Save money... ;p&lt;br /&gt;Shal wanted to bring 4 kiwis to Inverness. I told her to share it out. She explained that she was too lazy to skin it. I, of course, voluntereed to cut it and skin it. Hihihi...Then I saw sam talking on the phone with nothing else to do... I asked him, and he says yes!!! Hahahah... So there, he's in the kitchen, preparing kiwis for all of us. Shal's reply was, she was surprised that I actually said I was going to skin the kiwis... she thought that things have changed... Well, I suppose some things don't change... Yi Wei's LAZINESS...:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is the already skinned kiwis.... Thanks to Sam... :P..&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RZ-WKhwtQhI/AAAAAAAAABU/VlmQxl10fuw/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016893617519542802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RZ-WKhwtQhI/AAAAAAAAABU/VlmQxl10fuw/s320/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-5028814605353052890?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5028814605353052890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=5028814605353052890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5028814605353052890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5028814605353052890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/01/going-to-inverness.html' title='Going to Inverness...'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RZ-WKhwtQhI/AAAAAAAAABU/VlmQxl10fuw/s72-c/DSC00342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-5903920779524358968</id><published>2007-01-05T17:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:07:13.661Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC00314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC00314.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC00312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/xiao_zhai/Monkey/DSC00312.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new year's celebration was indeed the best I've ever had. It was a rather simple celebration but it involves great people. I was back in Malaysia and celebrated with my family. We had our &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5l0oPR4014I/RdF_w_UsAUI/AAAAAAAAASw/abrIKBlzHJM/s1600-h/DSC00311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 191px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5l0oPR4014I/RdF_w_UsAUI/AAAAAAAAASw/abrIKBlzHJM/s320/DSC00311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030942738358206786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uncles, aunties and cousins over at our place for barbecue. Dad brought out the karaoke set after a very long time. I definitely have to admit that I did not really helped much with the preparation of food. In the admidst of preparing food, my sis, Yi Hua and I picked up the microphones and started singing. Hahahahah... Yeah... Yi Wei singing. Not a normal sight at all. We sang songs from Westlife and Michael learns to Rock &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5l0oPR4014I/RdF_xPUsAVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/1KACK3_jTRE/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 204px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5l0oPR4014I/RdF_xPUsAVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/1KACK3_jTRE/s320/DSC00323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030942742653174098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;albums. Though the songs are not my favourites, it was still good fun. Never realised how much I missed singing. Went out of tune a couple of times... not like I really care. Apart from that, shared jokes with my cousins and we all had good laugh. We played Pictionary after that, and I suppose it's not surprising that my team lost ( having Yi Wei the girl with limited vocabulary does not help ). But it was still amazingly fun.. yeah... even the losing part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's sum up the events that happened in Yi Wei's life in 2006&lt;br /&gt;Went to Aberdeen in April&lt;br /&gt;Broke up with her boyfriend two weeks later because was uncomfortable with him being so close to his housemate ( who is also a very close friend of mine)&lt;br /&gt;Told him not to tell her that the break up was because of her thinking that her close friend is just being close to him like she does with everyone. Does not want her close friend to feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;Heard rumours about them doing *stuff* even before we broke up&lt;br /&gt;Obviously smart Yi Wei didn't believe any of them just because she trusted both of them.&lt;br /&gt;Hah... Found out the truth 6 months later that things happened on the night Yi Wei left&lt;br /&gt;Great... That's what I call stupidity&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great thing about this is that I got to know my friend's ex-bf ( were still together with her when things happened)&lt;br /&gt;Gaining a new friend along the way...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening to all the whinings that I had...&lt;br /&gt;And I finally agree with some of the things that you had told me earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love life wasn't great for me at all last year&lt;br /&gt;Did many mistakes and end up hurting people&lt;br /&gt;Of course in the process, being hurt as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's lesson to be learnt. If only I will learn :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I worked as a waitress for about 6 months&lt;br /&gt;The work is really demanding and this is the list of work I had to do;&lt;br /&gt;Wash the dishes and glasses, take orders, clean the tables, set up the tables, prepare drinks ( including wine and mixed alcohols), make tea and coffees using the coffee machine ( including espresso, cappuccino, white coffee, double espresso, machiato, black coffee, and mocha), sweep and mop the floor, prepare the bills and finally, some administration stuff as well&lt;br /&gt;Got to know 2 very nice people at work&lt;br /&gt;However, got helluva bad time from another person and when I say bad, it is really bad... Almost cried two times..&lt;br /&gt;Hihiihih.....&lt;br /&gt;But, I learned a lot from there....So, I suppose, that's good ler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One great thing happened last year...&lt;br /&gt;I learned to love medicine and now, I can finally see myself becoming a doctor one day.&lt;br /&gt;I usually regret a lot of things in my life, but choosing this profession is definitely the best choice I've made in my life. I cannot imagine myself doing anything except medicine. And because of this dicovery, I think it cancels out all the bad stuffs that had happened in 2006. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though had a pretty rough time last year, I would like to say thank you to those who stood by me. I really appreciate it and do let me do the same for you. Come to me when there is any problem and I will always try my best to be there for you. I think I shouldn't have to write down all te names, because I am sure you know who you are. Thank you so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in the year 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely going to be a better year.... So hopeful.... Well, it doesn't hurt hoping..:P&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RZ-LjRwtQgI/AAAAAAAAABI/gAH3YfM8s5Y/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016881948093399554" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 244px; height: 203px;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fN1G2wNQHVs/RZ-LjRwtQgI/AAAAAAAAABI/gAH3YfM8s5Y/s320/DSC00326.JPG" border="0" height="218" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-5903920779524358968?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5903920779524358968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=5903920779524358968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5903920779524358968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5903920779524358968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year....'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_5l0oPR4014I/RdF_w_UsAUI/AAAAAAAAASw/abrIKBlzHJM/s72-c/DSC00311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677884935073965957.post-5640850530877501258</id><published>2007-01-05T17:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-05T17:20:37.258Z</updated><title type='text'>Life's Journey</title><content type='html'>Do not undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others.&lt;br /&gt;It is because we are different that each of us is special.&lt;br /&gt;Do not set your goals by what other people deem important.&lt;br /&gt;Only you know what is best for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not take for granted the things closest to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Cling to them as you would your life, for without them, life is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;Do not let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past nor for the future.&lt;br /&gt;By living your life one day at a time, you live all of the days of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Do not give up when you still have something to give.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;It is a fragile thread that binds us to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid to encounter risks.&lt;br /&gt;It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave.&lt;br /&gt;Do not shut love out of your life by saying it is impossible to find.&lt;br /&gt;The quickest way to receive love is to give love.&lt;br /&gt;The fastest way to lose love is too hold it too tightly.&lt;br /&gt;In addition, the best way to keep love is to give it wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not dismiss your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;To be without dreams is to be without hope.&lt;br /&gt;To be without hope is to be without purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Do not run through life so fast that you forget not only where you have been, but also where you are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not a race, but a journey to be savored each step of the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677884935073965957-5640850530877501258?l=ywgoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5640850530877501258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677884935073965957&amp;postID=5640850530877501258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5640850530877501258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677884935073965957/posts/default/5640850530877501258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ywgoh.blogspot.com/2007/01/lifes-journey.html' title='Life&apos;s Journey'/><author><name>Yi Wei</name><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></feed>
