<?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-7293478</id><updated>2011-11-21T00:19:38.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is dull if there's no spice.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-9101685169055965491</id><published>2010-07-03T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T20:37:30.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>一个连家人都可能不出现的大学毕业典礼，还有何意义？？？？</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/9101685169055965491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/9101685169055965491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-7711474144728283545</id><published>2009-12-01T07:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T07:26:03.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>怎么办？</title><summary type='text'>我好像真的有了忧郁症的前兆。。。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/7711474144728283545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/7711474144728283545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='怎么办？'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-7678428499936208886</id><published>2009-11-24T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:58:06.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down</title><summary type='text'>just realise I don't seems to have many friendsit's hard to accept the factI'm alone most of the time since that incidentI keep to myself in my rented room most of the timeI try hard to find someone to dine withbut most of the time others have their own plan that I can't join inI lost contact with most of my secondary school friendseven the 3 that were my bestI don't have a friend from my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/7678428499936208886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/7678428499936208886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/11/down.html' title='Down'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-9001412623802859661</id><published>2009-10-29T10:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:37:24.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>多事的后果</title><summary type='text'>今天忍不住，又重回论坛。结果没去还好，去了，看到一位学长的帖，心情又跌落谷底。又让我想起我是多么的傻、蠢。也因为我，连累了升之家，说我们包庇她。p/s:  sorry I know I said that I'll forgot about it, and stop gathering info about it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/9001412623802859661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/9001412623802859661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_29.html' title='多事的后果'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-1012139996735664775</id><published>2009-10-28T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:29:37.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不习惯</title><summary type='text'>每当夜深人静时。。。也没很夜啦。。。就是天黑时，寂寞就来袭。很不习惯现在只剩下我的这个家。很静。很没生气。没有了讲话的对象。只剩下电脑、网际网络、FB。跟妈妈煲电话的次数突然增加了许多。或许是只想听到人的声音，所以就算聊的是一些琐碎事，像邻居家装修闹的笑话，我也很乐意、希望她不要那么快挂电话。真的很不习惯。眼泪又要缺提了。最近的泪腺还蛮发达的。。。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/1012139996735664775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/1012139996735664775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_28.html' title='不习惯'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-1996421165195947140</id><published>2009-10-28T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:02:24.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some day...</title><summary type='text'>Someone asked me, if one day, I meet her again, what will my reaction be?Seriously, I have no idea. Greet her?Smile at her?Ignore her?Scold her?Question her why she betrayed my trust?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/1996421165195947140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/1996421165195947140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-day.html' title='Some day...'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-6006476579217197533</id><published>2009-10-25T08:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T08:43:05.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>她的好</title><summary type='text'>这几天，因为发觉了很多事，让我对她不再信任，甚至忘了，她还有对我好的时候。人总是这样，当负面的事摆在眼前，以前的一切正面的就会被遗忘。因为人习惯把缺点放大、放大、再放大。但是，一个朋友却提醒了我。谢啦！昨天，冷静下后，开始想起她的好。她在我撞车时，帮了我，也因为她在身边，我才可以慢慢的把惊吓压下，然后应付需要处理的事。她在我生病时照顾了我。她在我遇到困难时，开导我，鼓励我。如果她真的从来没有对我好过，我应该不可能会那么信任她吧？现在，我只希望事情能快点结束，然后我们都可以从新开始我们的新生活。AZA, AZA, FIGHTING!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/6006476579217197533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/6006476579217197533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='她的好'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-1818152849316056116</id><published>2009-09-23T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T12:05:24.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>结果，我还是没睡好。凌晨12点多才睡，但是4点多就醒来了。就算我怎么式着，还是睡不着。还有一晚才回家，还有一个不眠的夜晚。。。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/1818152849316056116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/1818152849316056116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/09/124.html' title=''/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-7829972662252338268</id><published>2009-09-22T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:11:30.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>车祸</title><summary type='text'>上个星期，我经历了人生中第一场车祸。不过，放心，只是车受伤，人没事。幸亏当时她和我在一起，不然真的不懂应该怎样应付。当时的我吓呆了，一直发抖。也谢谢他，在我的一封简讯后就赶来。在这也向他说声“对不起，打扰了你的美梦”。当然不忘了他，知道我这个有了车后就不会搭巴士的人，载我上学、放学，因此牺牲了睡眠。还有一个人不能忘，那就是我的二十四孝爸爸。听到我撞车后就从KL飞车来Bangi。下次别这样了，你有血压高！撞了车后，我几天因为惊吓过度而睡不好、还变得有点善忘。一些每天会做的事，尽然忘了做。像洗完澡后会把脏衣服从厕所拿出来，早上洗完脸会把面巾拿出来，这些例常行动全都忘了。今天刚好就是撞车后的一个星期。现在的我，心情已经平复了。也敢驾车了。不过，今晚只有我一个人在家。会睡得安稳吗？希望如此吧！</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/7829972662252338268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/7829972662252338268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='车祸'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-8886787612743002219</id><published>2009-08-13T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:46:35.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>心情低落proposal presentation被批得一文不值好想哭好想家好想家人好想妈妈抱抱天，你还真应景我想哭，你就下倾盆大雨</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/8886787612743002219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/8886787612743002219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/08/proposal-presentation.html' title=''/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-5924225199454036390</id><published>2009-08-11T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:24:55.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thesis</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow, I'll be presenting my proposal. This evening, when I went to meet my supervisor to check my slides, she say I have too little lab work. As a conclusion, I need to add plasmid isolation as one of my experiment and I need to prepare more slides on it. Oh gosh!  No time!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/5924225199454036390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/5924225199454036390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/08/thesis.html' title='Thesis'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-6227953385482799561</id><published>2009-08-01T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T15:37:56.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VERY VERY BUSY 3rd YR 1st SEM</title><summary type='text'>1st weekStill can play2nd weekGot to know who our thesis supervisor areGot to know I was chosen to join the Orchestra UKM to perform during Konsert DiRaja UKM (26/7/09) - *proud* coz only less than 10 students were chosenSick - mild flu3rd weekIndustrial Training report due date and presentation (which until now I still dunno whether what i presented was what my lecturers wanted, dead!)Orchestra </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/6227953385482799561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/6227953385482799561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-very-busy-3rd-yr-1st-sem.html' title='VERY VERY BUSY 3rd YR 1st SEM'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-3590180475925276863</id><published>2009-08-01T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T15:42:27.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The urge to blog</title><summary type='text'>Finally, today have urge to blog. BUT it's not because something good happened, it's the opposite.Just now, I was supposed to go tidy up the new unit me and my housemate will be staying starting this month. But because of some mix up, we ended up having the wrong bunch of keys and entered the wrong unit. Meaning = no house to go into and tidy.I still haven't see the new unit I'm going to stay in.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/3590180475925276863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/3590180475925276863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/08/urge-to-blog.html' title='The urge to blog'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-444274791111652867</id><published>2009-04-26T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:03:28.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No idea...</title><summary type='text'>This is the 2nd sem I have no mood to study for my exam. Is it because this course is not what i wanted? I'm never a bio person, having scoring badly during secondary school days. But on the other hand, I can't deny that I love those lab works we did. Culturing bacteria, doing all sorts of experiment to identify the bac etc.I know my result for this sem will surely drop again. Maybe even less </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/444274791111652867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/444274791111652867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-idea.html' title='No idea...'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-4009633970000341669</id><published>2009-04-26T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:57:01.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>天气太热了！！！</title><summary type='text'>现在好想驾车到附近的Mc D去吹冷气。太热了！无法好好专心读书。怎么办？明天一大早就要考试了。。。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/4009633970000341669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/4009633970000341669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='天气太热了！！！'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-8994753672178557645</id><published>2009-04-26T10:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T10:41:25.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past</title><summary type='text'>It's been a long time since the last post.During this period of time, lots of things happened.从小瓜到中瓜到现在的老瓜。升学理事到顾问。First year student till end of 2nd year, with industrial training and thesis coming.Sister graduated from her degree programme and started working in Penang.Ah, most memorable one, I got 2 anti-tetanus injections. One because was bitten by a mice, one because I was stupid enough to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/8994753672178557645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/8994753672178557645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-long-time-since-last-post.html' title='Past'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-5187377742391875422</id><published>2007-12-31T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:08:10.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrated</title><summary type='text'>It's seems I have difficulty expressing my feelings this days...  i can't blog as i dunno how to express what i want to speak out!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/5187377742391875422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/5187377742391875422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2007/12/frustrated.html' title='frustrated'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-2108392180033701308</id><published>2007-11-22T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:02:01.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生锈</title><summary type='text'>没有动它一年了                                生锈了怎么办？看着我的一双手                                只能唉声叹气怪自己的懒惰、没恒心脑袋也迟钝了看谱速度慢得不能再慢了为什么放弃？好后悔！没时间了没有时光机                                        回不到过去了周董的“回到过去”只能是个美丽的幻想。。。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/2108392180033701308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/2108392180033701308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_22.html' title='生锈'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-5018481302801242933</id><published>2007-11-21T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T14:15:28.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Habit</title><summary type='text'>The recent final exam made me realise not everyone can tolerate with my study habit. I'm used to burning the mid-night oil, sometimes even without sleeping at all.  I know it's a bad habit, it's bad for health too.  But I've been like this since F3.  My friends asked me to change my habit, but like what chinese says "江山易改本性难移".  I just can't remember what I studied if I start revising early </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/5018481302801242933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/5018481302801242933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2007/11/bad-habit.html' title='Bad Habit'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-8247930603204978914</id><published>2007-11-20T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:48:06.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一公升的眼泪</title><summary type='text'>刚看完了这部非常感人的日剧。现在的我正一边听着它的原声带，一边写着这片部落客，一边眼泪要溢出来。这是目前唯一一部能让我只听着原声带也可以眼眶含泪的戏。池内亞也真的是个很厉害的人。就算他离开人间20年了，她的故事还是影响了很多人。她给了我们很多鼓励及勇气，坚强的面对人生。p/s: 根据该剧片尾，木藤亞也是在1987年5月23日日本时间凌晨12时55分离开的，而我是在马来西亚时间的1987年5月23日凌晨12时25分出世。两国间的时差刚好是30分钟。很巧吧？</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/8247930603204978914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/8247930603204978914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='一公升的眼泪'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-719650474629239212</id><published>2007-09-18T10:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T11:36:40.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><summary type='text'>今天有点无聊，再加上无线又刚好不断，我就来博客吹吹水。。。现在的我是个名副其实的大学生。告别了中学7年的吃得好，睡得好的日子，换来了每天不够睡眠，每天中、晚饭都马来餐的“苦”日子。还好，我在UKM。因此，加入了PBSM的行列。看清楚，不是那个救伤的PBSM而是大学生所讲的pergi balik setiap minggu/pasti balik setiap minggu。我现在读着Bsc 微生物学。终日与细菌、霉围舞。之前还真的是被学长、姐们骗了。还说什么大学生活很轻松自在的。结果来了才知道完全是不自在、不轻松！我现在的平均睡眠时间只有5-6个小时。比起在中学的时候的8-9个小时，真的是天渊之别！命苦啊。。。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/719650474629239212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/719650474629239212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-7537566726783810536</id><published>2007-04-24T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T21:46:10.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to teaching</title><summary type='text'>I when back teaching last Thursday.   Whole new environment, whole new timetable.  I'm no more teaching most of my form one and two classes.  Last time, I had half of the form one in my time table.  Now, i have half of the form two. Some of my ex-students said they missed me...  should i believe them?   Maybe they miss someone who they can bully...Somehow, i feel less comfortable this time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/7537566726783810536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/7537566726783810536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-to-teaching.html' title='Back to teaching'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-4146445746080784997</id><published>2007-04-18T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T12:25:05.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the blogging world</title><summary type='text'>I'm back!After leaving the blogosphere for more than one year, I just feel the urge to start a new.A lot of things happened in that period.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/4146445746080784997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/4146445746080784997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-to-blogging-world.html' title='Back to the blogging world'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-113456629559967441</id><published>2005-12-14T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:41:30.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>柔佛州升学辅导生活营2</title><summary type='text'>9 students from our school jointed this camp, 2 seniors and 7 juniors.  They are 立卉、美慧、美心、敏儿、淑芬、雯韵、丽仪、来涛和我。在去Batu Pahat 的路途中，除了巴士漏水、从姐姐那儿赚到 RM 10 (Sis insisted in giving me the money for the keropok I paid for.  Reason?  Because I’m still young.) 和看完了一本疲子蔡的书以外，便没什么要报告了。啊，差点忘了Tomato还有几位营委的精彩演唱会。当然也不忘了学唱营歌的兴奋感！It was kinda boring when we first reached 华仁中学as the 营委need to clean up the classrooms.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/113456629559967441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/113456629559967441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/12/2.html' title='柔佛州升学辅导生活营2'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-113455177669306882</id><published>2005-12-14T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T17:23:35.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day...</title><summary type='text'>Firstly, mother sends me and sis to Tasik Titiwangsa to get my fern.  Finally, finally got it.  YEAH!!!  But was bitten by lots of mosquitoes.  Dunno whether can get it ready before school starts or not. Then because it was still too early for lunch, three of us decided to head to Carrefour.  Sis and I went crazy over some cup and bowl noodles.  So, in the end, we bought … hmm… about RM 20 + of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/113455177669306882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/113455177669306882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-day.html' title='What a day...'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-113430501046322684</id><published>2005-12-11T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T20:43:30.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>柔佛州升学辅导生活营</title><summary type='text'>三天两夜的柔佛州升学辅导生活营在我们的掌声、眼泪及。。。鼻涕中，圆满结束。这名为“向左走，向右走”的生活营由国大分校升学辅导组与柔佛州南安会馆青年团联办。说说这三天我怎么过吧！1st Day (6/12)早上六点就被妈妈叫醒因为姐姐要在七点半前到 KTSN。洗刷完毕、吃完早餐，七点整准时出发！But, half way to KTSN, sis realised she forgot to take a few apples.  唉，大头虾。。。*shake head*  So, because of the few miserable apples, we U-turn back。姐姐后来还用我“过桥”，八点才到！O.o到了KTSN，一下车，便马上听到很多 “哇，好像哦。。。”  Eh, I know me and my sis look alike, but no need to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/113430501046322684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/113430501046322684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='柔佛州升学辅导生活营'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-113146199478617429</id><published>2005-11-08T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T22:59:54.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>放假</title><summary type='text'>哇，假期到了，假期到了！学校放大假了！可以每天睡到太阳晒屁股。可以尽情地吃、喝、玩、乐。还可以从新开始学游泳；毕竟我已经半年没游了。希望我会因此而瘦下来，并且长高个几 cm。 ：）不过讲归讲，我也不可能玩多久。爸爸已经下了命令要我在假期里好好用功。化学老师也要我们至少读课本三遍！一本厚厚的 Tan Yin Toon 外加她补习那儿的 notes。哇，真是要人命！ T.T不过为了明年的政府考试，拼了命还是要读。其他科目也要努力一番。GAMBATE NEH!!  加油哦，慧仪，一定要坚持到底。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/113146199478617429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/113146199478617429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='放假'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-113145978402374340</id><published>2005-11-08T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T22:23:04.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classroom pro</title><summary type='text'>My school is always lack of classrooms.  That’s why the Lower 6 Science classes had been staying in the lab the whole semester.  Heard some rumours saying that the school authority wants us to stay at the lab next year.  I’ll sure be the first one to say ‘NO’.  Haven’t we inhaled enough of chemical the whole semester?  Haven’t we strained our back enough because of that stupid high stood?  A few </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/113145978402374340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/113145978402374340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/11/classroom-pro.html' title='Classroom pro'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-112901903980266930</id><published>2005-10-11T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T21:58:58.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>年终考</title><summary type='text'>年终考过啦。成绩也派完啦。除了生物外，其他的还过得去。报告，报告一下我的成绩吧。MUET ：82PA ：81数学 ：71化学 ：52生物 ：46T.T 只有生物 fail 了。不过考到这样也只能怪自己。临时抱佛脚，what do you expect？每天只睡两小时，去到学校，整个脑袋都 blur blur 的。不过，所辛的是至少在班上的成绩还算蛮好的。现在能做的就只有开始慢慢的读书，明年再接再厉；MUET 要向 Band 6 迈进！Update:  Biology got 50. Wosh… exactly the passing marks, because teacher added some for our presentation.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112901903980266930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112901903980266930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_112901903980266930.html' title='年终考'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-112893049734332327</id><published>2005-10-10T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T15:48:18.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>博客，近来好吗？</title><summary type='text'>很久没来看你了。对不起嘛。。。中六的课业越来越忙了。忙得有点儿喘不过气来。一堆一堆的功课总是做不完。做又不是，放着又不是；真不好受！害得我连上网的时间都没有。朋友的博客也只能一个星期去一次。T.T有种outdated 的感觉。不过，无可否认的，中六还是很好玩。最近，班上同学个个在寻找蝗虫的踪影。不为什么，只因我们开始学习如何做标本。有些同学结伴到某人的家抓蝗虫；而我呢，着奇迹似地不费吹灰之力在我家阳台上抓到一只；虽然我得比起他们的显然是小巫见大巫。有几位同学在制标本时不小心弄断了蝗虫大哥的腿而；不完整的，我们不能要，只好把它丢进垃圾桶，然后另寻目标。在此，要为那些“科学的壮烈牺牲品”哀悼一分钟。除了蝗虫，我们还要抓苍蝇呢！说到它们，我便要赞一赞我家的苍蝇。那天，为了它们，我妈妈非常好心地捐出了一块冬菇。还以为可以吸引到苍蝇的到来，怎知平日会成群结队来的它们，那天却一只也不出现！佩服，佩服</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112893049734332327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112893049734332327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='博客，近来好吗？'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-112643598543291151</id><published>2005-09-11T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T18:53:05.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>老千</title><summary type='text'>老千：兄台，好久不见。还记得我吗？A 先生：我不记得认识你啊。老千：我是刚从X X 监牢出来的。我杀过一个人，还弄伤过几个人。A 先生：。。。老千：可以给我一些钱吗？A先生：老兄，我最近有点水紧啦。事发大约一个月后。。。老千：兄台，好久不见。还记得我吗？我是刚从X X 监牢出来的。我杀过一个人，还弄伤过几个人。可以给我一些钱吗？A 先生：老兄，是你啊。你上一次向我借的钱可以还给我吗？最近有点水紧。老千：哦，是吗？对不起，我有点事，要先走了。下次见，下次见。那老千就这样像脚下抹了油逃走了。（上述事件时本人父亲的亲身经验。）</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112643598543291151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112643598543291151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='老千'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-112636425485323759</id><published>2005-09-10T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:57:34.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break Ins</title><summary type='text'>Father’s car was broke in this morning.  We didn’t know it was broke in even though my mother saw the driver’s door not locked plus not closed properly (when out to turn off next door’s main water supply because a tap burst and they don’t seems to notice it).  Mother thought it was just another forgetful act of my father.  So, she started to scold him again. The first one to find out about the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112636425485323759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112636425485323759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/09/break-ins.html' title='Break Ins'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-112583708500575084</id><published>2005-09-04T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T20:31:25.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lim Kit Siang Blogging</title><summary type='text'>Hey, can't believe it at first but LIM KIT SIANG jointed the blogosphere.  Lim Kit Siang</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112583708500575084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112583708500575084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/09/lim-kit-siang-blogging.html' title='Lim Kit Siang Blogging'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-112505149321498832</id><published>2005-08-26T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T18:18:13.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got it!  Got it!</title><summary type='text'>A couple of days after the mice’s escape, my male classmates found one under a lab table again.  This time, it is at a back table.  So, that morning when I step into the classroom,Classmates:  Torpor, Torpor, come see, we spotted a mouse le.Torpor:  *put down beg, walk over*  Oi, really wor..  Still wait for what?  Catch it laClassmate:  But catch liao no thing to hold it wor…Torpor:  Ask the lab</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112505149321498832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112505149321498832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/08/got-it-got-it.html' title='Got it!  Got it!'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-112504336278080956</id><published>2005-08-26T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T16:02:42.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>恋爱真的那么重要吗？</title><summary type='text'>最近身边的朋友、同学一个接着一个陷入爱河。有的两情相愿；有的一厢情愿。我当然会献上最真诚的祝福。但是，他们都似乎很烦恼。当你发觉他们的脸色不很好时，你大概就能猜出十之八九 ----为爱所困哪。。。不是男（女）朋友没给他打电话，就是两小口因为些小事而吵架。再不是就是家长反对咯。一厢情愿的更糟。情绪低落很可能只因为对方没给他回sms。      = =拜托，她又还没正式拒绝你，干麻怎么担心哪？可能人家刚好不在手机边呢。。。以上两种人很可能因为如此而影响学业。上课不专心；老师在前面口沫横飞，他的心却不知道飞去哪儿了。听说有一个还为了拍拖而逃了补习课。有没有搞错？！你上课不专心了还不够？补习班可是要缴钱的啊！      = =嫌钱多就分给我吧。以上我说的，并不代表我自己不向往谈恋爱。我也希望能有个能疼爱我的人在身边守护着我。只是我认为还是别在中学时期谈恋爱的好。这样我的学业不会被影响。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112504336278080956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112504336278080956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_26.html' title='恋爱真的那么重要吗？'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-112494434824211413</id><published>2005-08-25T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T12:32:28.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mak Cik</title><summary type='text'>Mum:  Torpor, go open the gate.  I need to go and fetch your sis now.Torpor:  okwalk... walk... open grill... wear slipper...Mak Cik:  Mak Cik, mak cik sebelah tak da ke?Torpor:  *is she talking to me?*  *look to left look to right*  *no one other than me*  mungkin tak da...Oi, ooi...   you no eyes see is it?  Me, a MAK CIK?????!!!!!!   Come on.   Go check your eyes la.  You want those </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112494434824211413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112494434824211413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/08/mak-cik.html' title='Mak Cik'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-112494243324036156</id><published>2005-08-25T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T12:00:33.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>正种西瓜切手</title><summary type='text'>好好笑噢！每次有任何society event，我的任务都是。。。切西瓜！！！很怪吧哈哈应该是从华文学会的ice breaking开始的吧看着桌上摆着的西瓜再看看站着束手无策的膳食组会员我很自然而然的就拿起小刀切西瓜！那还是我的第一次呢用我看妈妈切的方法切啊切啊越切越顺手！就这样我成为了任何society event的西瓜切手。星期一那天也就是6th Formers’ Club的欢送会 ho ho。。。我的身手被我的fellow schoolmates看到了他们说我真会切西瓜我知道这只是客套话但还是kembang了一阵子就一阵子而以哦！真的哦！</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112494243324036156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112494243324036156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='正种西瓜切手'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-112393731893576198</id><published>2005-08-13T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T20:48:38.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mouse’s escape</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago, 3 mice escaped from its cage.  They were actually scheduled to be dissected the very day by the Upper 6 Biology students.  When their class was over, their teacher informed us about the mice and ask us to keep an eye and try to recapture them (The Lower 6s will be in the Bio Lab for the rest of the year because there’s not enough classrooms.). So, a few days later, while having </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112393731893576198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/112393731893576198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/08/mouses-escape.html' title='Mouse’s escape'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111936230800649721</id><published>2005-06-21T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T21:58:28.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog, or not?</title><summary type='text'>Something happened at school today lead me to a thought of starting a whole new blog.  A blog that no schoolmates will read; a blog which only be known as an anonymous blog.  You might stumble upon it someday but won’t know it’s me behind the scene.  Everything is still a blur idea.  We will see later…</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111936230800649721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111936230800649721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-blog-or-not.html' title='New blog, or not?'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111849906253378047</id><published>2005-06-11T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T22:11:02.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Claris Inter Concert</title><summary type='text'>I’m currently sitting in a corner writing this post on a paper.  Can’t deny I’m kind of nervous.  Felt the air-con blasting, but is it just my imagination?  There are more than 30 people in the hall.  Why am I still so cold?  Until now, after 8 ‘music maker of tomorrow’ (CK’s expression) performing, still haven’t hear some one from Grade 6 and above perform.  But never mind, everyone seems as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111849906253378047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111849906253378047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/06/claris-inter-concert.html' title='Claris Inter Concert'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111849899027220836</id><published>2005-06-11T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T22:37:50.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Racing against Time</title><summary type='text'>1.50 pm: Having lunch at ‘Melati Curry House’ with mother and sis. See the shop name already know food will be mainly spicy.2.15 pm: Sis left earlier. I and mother head for Giant. She needs to buy something for her morning-walk partners. Started to have slight stomach cramp.2.17 pm: In Guardian pharmacy. Mother consulting pharmacist regarding Cica-Care product, a kind of gel to heal scars.2.30 pm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111849899027220836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111849899027220836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/06/racing-against-time.html' title='Racing against Time'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111839327879638897</id><published>2005-06-10T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T16:47:58.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A reply</title><summary type='text'>Just an opinion or rather a reply for a comment.  I don’t care whatsoever what the seniors said.  Mouth is on theirs.  We can’t do anything.  As long as I had fun, I need to thank them.  If they say we were impolite and disrespect them, then I might have thought wrong of them.  They aren’t sporting at all.  You want to play with me; you should have expected revenge from me.  It’s just a game.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111839327879638897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111839327879638897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/06/reply.html' title='A reply'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111824347522856786</id><published>2005-06-08T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T23:11:15.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music camp</title><summary type='text'>This music camp was held at International Youth Centre, Cheras; from 31st of May until 4th of June.  5 schools participated.  They are SMJK Chong Hwa, Jalan Gombak; SMJK Catholic, Petaling Jaya; SMK Assunta, Petaling Jaya; SM Kai Dee, Bintulu, Sarawak and SM Tshung Tsin, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah. As an ex-member of the school band, Ms Lee invited us (me, CK and SY) to help out in the camp.  She even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111824347522856786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111824347522856786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/06/music-camp.html' title='Music camp'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111821314432833051</id><published>2005-06-08T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T16:49:42.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation Week</title><summary type='text'>My orientation week started with me running around the school finding teachers, discussing about what help they need from the 6th formers’ on the 26th of May. I think that really helped me reduce some weight. Some more, I need to be a conductor (which I and my fellow band juniors find as a ridiculous act) for our so call choir singing ‘You Rise Me Up’ popularize by Josh Groban and ‘Aund Lang Syne</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111821314432833051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111821314432833051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/06/orientation-week.html' title='Orientation Week'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111632008587905908</id><published>2005-05-17T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T16:54:45.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent happenings</title><summary type='text'>Have been a long time since the last post.  So, there is my long-winded post.  ^-^May 1stMy cousin sister finally married her boyfriend.  Whole family woke up before 6:30am to make sure we won’t be late as my father was not that familiar with the way.  We reach my cousin brother’s house (where the bride will be waiting for her hubby to come) around 8:30am.  So, the same old story goes.  The bride</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111632008587905908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111632008587905908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/05/recent-happenings.html' title='Recent happenings'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111486959364037788</id><published>2005-04-30T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T21:59:53.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemistry tuition class</title><summary type='text'>Pn Ng’s chemistry tuition class will start on the 7th of May.  Those interested can be at her residents from 11:45am till 1:45pm.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111486959364037788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111486959364037788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/chemistry-tuition-class.html' title='Chemistry tuition class'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111486950607357290</id><published>2005-04-30T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T21:58:26.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan jalan</title><summary type='text'>Bought my new Form 6 uniform.  Total = RM 120 for 2 sets.  Pretty expensive right?  But what to do?  I’m fatter than my sister, I can’t fit into hers.  Mother charged it with her credit card, so I need to ask my father for the money to pay her back. Ah, and I bought 3 original VCDs:The Day After TomorrowUmizaruSepet.Wanted to buy the ‘Hikaru no Go’ soundtrack and the movie ‘Quill’ but didn’t </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111486950607357290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111486950607357290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/jalan-jalan.html' title='Jalan jalan'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111486924398277902</id><published>2005-04-30T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T21:54:03.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscalculation</title><summary type='text'>Usually whenever I buy facial wash, shampoo or body soap, I’ll smell it first before buying.  A step I do to make sure the smell won’t be too strong for my nose.  Those who know me well know I have sensitive nose.  I once went for treatment at Gleneagles Intan  Specialist Centre (very expensive).  But eventually, I found out there is no cure except long term medication.  So, I stop receiving any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111486924398277902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111486924398277902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/miscalculation.html' title='Miscalculation'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111475446136442617</id><published>2005-04-29T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T14:01:01.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My world</title><summary type='text'>It was raining cats and dogs. I was playing the piano.The same old exam pieces,Scales and arpeggios.I banged the piano as hard as I can;In hope to match the thunder’s roar.Neighbours might be complaining,But I don’t take a damn what they say.For a second,I felt peace in my soul.Nothing to worry,Nothing to care.I am myself.I live in my own world.The world of music,And the roar of thunder.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111475446136442617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111475446136442617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-world.html' title='My world'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111475436339583509</id><published>2005-04-28T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T13:59:23.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new hang out destination</title><summary type='text'>For the past few weeks, friends have been asking me to joint them for outing at Sunway.  First there was the skating group (Squall, Guardog, Mr. MY, XL).  I declined their invitation because Sunway Piramid is too far for me.  My parents don’t let me go there with friends.  A week after that, they asked me to joint them once more but I still didn’t nod my head.  Then friends from the school band </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111475436339583509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111475436339583509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-hang-out-destination.html' title='The new hang out destination'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111475391833694696</id><published>2005-04-27T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T13:58:19.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting</title><summary type='text'>A boy’s mother was called to school because her son was caught red-handed for stealing a book from his classmate then claim ownership on the book.Discipline Teacher: I’m afraid I need to give your son a warning letter.Mother: Why? My son is a good boy.DT: But he has more than 20 wrong doings recorded since January already!Mother: Where is the book in question? I want to see it.DT: I gave it back </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111475391833694696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111475391833694696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/parenting.html' title='Parenting'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111430815440908088</id><published>2005-04-24T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T10:02:34.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic lifestyle</title><summary type='text'>Guess which day in the week is the most I look forward to.  Ta… da…  Sunday.  Not because it’s a family day which the whole family will go for an outing together but just because that’s the only day there will be 2 newspapers for me to read; The Star &amp; Sin Chew Jit Poh (Mon. – Sat. only The Star).  Usually I’ll use more than 2 hours to finish them. After holidaying for more than 5 months, with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111430815440908088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111430815440908088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/pathetic-lifestyle.html' title='Pathetic lifestyle'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111398808090059690</id><published>2005-04-20T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T17:08:00.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Templete changed</title><summary type='text'>First timechange blog templete;modify templete given;use Adobe Photoshop to create gif file.Had some help from Guardog and Squall.  So, wanna say thank you to this to guys.  *90 degrees bow*Anyone with comment(s) or suggestion(s) is welcomed to leave a message in the comment link.  Thank you!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111398808090059690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111398808090059690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/templete-changed.html' title='Templete changed'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111389907756037403</id><published>2005-04-19T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T16:32:46.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday while cooking dinner…This is the second time the newspaper caught fire while I'm cooking. Last time was about a month ago. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111389907756037403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111389907756037403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/fire.html' title='Fire'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111389885369389198</id><published>2005-04-10T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T10:19:21.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL School Band Competition</title><summary type='text'>I met Siu Yan at Wangsa Maju LRT station. Together we took the LRT to Masjid Mamid (right spelling?) Jamek. *Proud* we found the right way to Dataran Merdeka (first time going there by ourselves + two also no sense of direction). Reach there about 7.30 pm; managed to watch a few school rehears. We were shocked to see so many Chong Hwa students at the scene, mostly dressed in red. With ‘Chong Hwa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111389885369389198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111389885369389198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/kl-school-band-competition.html' title='KL School Band Competition'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111389878512294732</id><published>2005-04-08T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T16:19:45.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorcycle test</title><summary type='text'>Sat for the motorcycle test on the 6th of April (the only Chinese female present); I failed.  It will be considered a miracle if I pass it.  How do you expect someone who only rode on a motorcycle for less than 7 hours (~ 4 hours on an auto, 3 hours on a manual) to pass the test?  But still, I was quite down after that.  I wanted to cry but have no tears.  No other soul at home to comfort me too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111389878512294732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111389878512294732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/motorcycle-test.html' title='Motorcycle test'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111270963321404705</id><published>2005-04-05T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T22:00:33.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From March 24th to April 1st</title><summary type='text'>24/3 ThursdayFirst motorcycle lesson.  Instructor was not a friendly guy.  Since I’ve never ride a manual motorcycle before, I faced some problems regarding the brake.  For your information, manual motorcycle has a leg brake which controls the back wheel’s brake.  While the automatic ones, you use your left hand to control the brake.  So in order to control the brake, I need a ‘brain-wash’ – use </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111270963321404705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111270963321404705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/from-march-24th-to-april-1st.html' title='From March 24th to April 1st'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111267081679361388</id><published>2005-04-05T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T21:58:06.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did he did it or not?</title><summary type='text'>When I was working at the side office, he brought a woman home; used this house, that room, that bed. I found out about them sometime later. I packed my things and leaved this house. After sometime, he went to the side office to ask me to go home with him. Promising he will never meet the woman again or do anything similar like it, I came home with him. You won’t believe, even their break-up fee </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111267081679361388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111267081679361388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/04/did-he-did-it-or-not.html' title='Did he did it or not?'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111149999300436707</id><published>2005-03-22T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T21:59:53.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye infected</title><summary type='text'>My left eye got infected again.  Every time if there’s any renovation going on near my house, my eye will surely get infected.  It’s too dusty.  Back in year 1993 when my house was being renovated, both my eye got infected.  The doctor even said that there were a whole ‘family’ in my eye.  So after a few days of medication, I was ok.  Now my eye only reaches the level where my lower eye lid is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111149999300436707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111149999300436707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/eye-infected.html' title='Eye infected'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111140870724495897</id><published>2005-03-21T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T20:38:27.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masks Unveiled ......</title><summary type='text'>There have been moments in my life ,Where i turned and looked into the face of life ....I saw an image of what i thought was me ,A dasmel with hope as her guard in the dark nights ...A prayer in the heart of those who have seen grey shades even in the brightest spark of light ,Pride of what she was made up of , from  the tides of failures and success ,Determination so strong to , survive the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111140870724495897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111140870724495897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/masks-unveiled.html' title='Masks Unveiled ......'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111098316559349500</id><published>2005-03-16T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T22:46:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatherings</title><summary type='text'>Had been to a few gatherings.March 7thBJR, Wangsa MajuPanda, Siu Yan, Wei Mei, Mr. MY, Heng Yik, Wen How, Lee Siong and me.A ‘Welcome Back’ party for both Panda and Wen How from NS. And, a ‘Farewell’ party for Heng Yik who will leave for NS at Bintulu, Sarawak. Get to know how was the NS camp. Quite a pleasant evening.March 10thKenny Roger, Jalan Genting KlangShy Jer’s house at Sri RampaiSiu Yan,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111098316559349500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111098316559349500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/gatherings.html' title='Gatherings'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111081133301303387</id><published>2005-03-14T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T23:38:34.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cover of the 6th HP book.</title><summary type='text'>Found the cover of the latest HP book, the HBP.UK children version.Personally, I don’t quite like it. May be because of the colour combination?UK adult version.Ah, that's better. Mysterious enough.US version.OK, but still don’t like its HP and AD’s look. Fussy? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111081133301303387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111081133301303387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/cover-of-6th-hp-book.html' title='The cover of the 6th HP book.'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111052661956160471</id><published>2005-03-11T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T15:36:59.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM result</title><summary type='text'>An easy number to remember for the rest of my life.  4 1A's.4 2A's.4 3B's.Easy?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111052661956160471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111052661956160471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/spm-result.html' title='SPM result'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111027041445177193</id><published>2005-03-08T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T16:26:54.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JPA?</title><summary type='text'>This is the first time my father showed concern towards my education.This afternoon around 2pm, I got a call from him asking me to check Sunday’s Sin Chew Jit Poh for informations regarding JPA.  After getting the informations needed from the newspaper, I called my father to report to him.  Assuming that he was getting those info for his friend/colleague, I told him the website to get the form.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111027041445177193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111027041445177193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/jpa.html' title='JPA?'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111017719192723119</id><published>2005-03-07T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T14:36:46.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At last</title><summary type='text'>At last, it's just a joke afterall. They are not gonna quit blogging. It's an early April Fool celebration. Oi, Doc and Michael Ooi, give me back my money!!! I've been on the line for hours to get the news man...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111017719192723119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111017719192723119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/at-last.html' title='At last'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111016161078323147</id><published>2005-03-07T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T13:38:55.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quitting or not...</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, the whole blogosphere was tensed up following the announcement that Michael Ooi might quit blogging. Even Doc said the matter might affect his career and the Japan trip he planned. What will happen in the end?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111016161078323147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111016161078323147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/quitting-or-not.html' title='Quitting or not...'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111016088786062638</id><published>2005-03-06T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T10:01:27.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can he still dominate?</title><summary type='text'>12:00 pmTorpor:  Oh gosh, it’s 12 already.  Mi ah, I watch F1 ah… Don’t ask me to help in the kitchen.               *Quickly on the TV, the fan and the light; remote control ready in my palm*TV:  M. Schumacher – current position = 11…  Kimi Raikkonen – 10…  23 laps leftTorpor:  OI, Schumacher, you better at lease get ONE point in this race!!!Torpor’s mom:  *Don’t know anything about F1* What </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111016088786062638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111016088786062638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/can-he-still-dominate_06.html' title='Can he still dominate?'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111003460907798725</id><published>2005-03-05T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T23:12:34.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder what your Japanese name maybe?</title><summary type='text'>My japanese name is 中村 Nakamura (center of the village) 美晴 Miharu (beautiful clear sky). Take your real japanese name generator! today!Created with  Rum and Monkey's  Name Generator Generator.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111003460907798725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111003460907798725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/wonder-what-your-japanese-name-maybe.html' title='Wonder what your Japanese name maybe?'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-111003023118758907</id><published>2005-03-05T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T21:43:51.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nervous</title><summary type='text'>Felt the nervousness more and more as the day we are supposed to collect our SPM result comes nearer.  My uncle from Hong Kong just called us just now.  And silly me told him I’m gonna get my result next Thursday.  He said he will call again next Thursday just to know my result. I don’t know… Maybe because of my PMR result, I have the feeling that everyone’s eyes are on me again.  Hoping or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111003023118758907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/111003023118758907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/nervous.html' title='Nervous'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110990741440951991</id><published>2005-03-04T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T11:36:54.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM result ready to be collected on the 10th</title><summary type='text'>It's out in today's newspaper that the SPM result we were waiting will finally be out on the 10th of March.  I'm in great pressure now.  10th of March is also my mother's birthday.  Either I deliver a good present to her or a bad one.  Although she said to me last night before retreating to bed that she don't care much as usual, I still hope I won't disappoint her.  My sister said she wants me to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110990741440951991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110990741440951991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/spm-result-ready-to-be-collected-on.html' title='SPM result ready to be collected on the 10th'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110986107198520759</id><published>2005-03-03T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T21:23:44.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravatar problem</title><summary type='text'>Have some problem with gravatar, so asked Squall since he is online. Haha… I made him bang his head on the wall until bleed because of my idiot-ness in Web. Well, need to thank him anyway for helping me solve the problem. Now I can have the gravatar displayed every time I leave a comment.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110986107198520759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110986107198520759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/gravatar-problem.html' title='Gravatar problem'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110985944451170777</id><published>2005-03-03T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T22:17:24.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally she said it</title><summary type='text'>After working for 2 months at the new firm, my mother finally got fed up with the boss’s hot temper (scolding without knowing who was supposed to do the job).  *I wonder whether she realise she did it to me too.* She tells him she’s giving him a 24 hours notice (wanna quit job). Before my mother comes home, she boss ask her to go into his room to have a talk.  Assuming his gonna fire her, my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110985944451170777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110985944451170777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/finally-she-said-it.html' title='Finally she said it'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110985929404616844</id><published>2005-03-03T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T11:10:13.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torpor’s day</title><summary type='text'>This morning, I went online around 10:30. After reading several blogs I turned to find websites about the 6th Harry Potter book. While doing that I also chatted with KCL. It seems to me that she’s real down, talking about only having a few true friends and scared of going back to school to collect her result (actually scared of facing those blue shirts I think…). After sometime, she was telling </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110985929404616844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110985929404616844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/torpors-day.html' title='Torpor’s day'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110981785521561760</id><published>2005-03-03T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T10:44:15.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th HP book out on the 16th of July</title><summary type='text'>The 6th Harry Potter series -  Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince will be out on the 16th of July.  I plan to buy it on the day of it's release.  So, you'll see me at KLCC before 7 am.  Really hope i can buy it at half price again like what i did when tOotP came out.   By the way, i'm also planning to buy a whole new set of HP series (uk adult version) when the last one is out.  My first 5 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110981785521561760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110981785521561760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/6th-hp-book-out-on-16th-of-july.html' title='6th HP book out on the 16th of July'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110976767899848802</id><published>2005-03-02T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T10:47:47.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooled down mind</title><summary type='text'>Now, about 10 hours after the below post, i calmed down. Seeing that post terrifided me. How can i have the idea? Maybe sometimes my mother just really make me mad...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110976767899848802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110976767899848802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/cooled-down-mind.html' title='Cooled down mind'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110972681783937901</id><published>2005-03-02T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T09:26:57.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't stand anymore</title><summary type='text'>The thought of running away from home came across my mind again today.  I even had it in my dreams this morning.  I don’t know how long more I can stand my mother always blaming me for everything, even things that should be my sister’s fault.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110972681783937901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110972681783937901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-cant-stand-anymore.html' title='I can&apos;t stand anymore'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110960444416539328</id><published>2005-02-28T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T23:27:24.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging ah...</title><summary type='text'>I’m lazier from day to day to update this blog.  It’s right what the newspaper said.  Creating a blog is just as easy as 1, 2, 3.  But maintaining one is hard as you need to have the time and energy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110960444416539328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110960444416539328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/02/blogging-ah.html' title='Blogging ah...'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110964566084598322</id><published>2005-02-27T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T10:54:20.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time ride motorcycle</title><summary type='text'>Today, I rode on my mother’s motorcycle on my own for the first time.  I need to learn how to balance myself on the bike before going for riding lessons at Sentul.  I learned for an hour.  While I was learning, an Intrakotar bus driver (their depot is near my house) passes by.  He looked at me and smiled at me with a scared expression (like what you see in comic – hands near your lips).  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110964566084598322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110964566084598322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/02/first-time-ride-motorcycle.html' title='First time ride motorcycle'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110960433765689791</id><published>2005-02-19T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T23:25:37.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana</title><summary type='text'>Today, father harvested the banana in front of our house.  We were like a belated Santa Claus giving away the bananas to 7 families and there are still 2 combs left.  I really wished I have a digital camera, then I can let you guys see how it looks like.  But you still have a chance to have a look at the bananas because there’s one more tree waiting to be harvest in a few weeks time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110960433765689791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110960433765689791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/02/banana.html' title='Banana'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110960412270531371</id><published>2005-02-14T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T23:22:02.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><summary type='text'>We went back to my parents’ hometown in Ipoh, Perak on the eve of Chinese New Year.  Before the first ray of sunshine was out, our 5 month-old Proton Waja was already packed with 4 big-sized human and a boot full of luggage, sluggishly moving along the North-South Highway. Before going to my paternal grandmother’s house where we were supposed to stay for a week, we headed to my maternal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110960412270531371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110960412270531371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/02/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110776835439924908</id><published>2005-02-07T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T22:06:39.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year</title><summary type='text'>To all reader of my blog, I here by wish you Happy Chinese New Year and hope the Year of Rooster will bring you endless happiness and prosperity.Helped my father fill in read packets like last year as my father still needs to work today. I’m going back to my parents’ hometown (Ipoh) on Tuesday and am coming back on Saturday. It will be very hot there.-.- </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110776835439924908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110776835439924908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110776827911108909</id><published>2005-02-04T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T22:05:43.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title</title><summary type='text'>Meet with a few ex-schoolmates at BRJ, Wangsa Maju. Some are studying and some are working. Of course some are moulding at home like me. ^-^ Lee Siong says he will leave his hair grow for sometime and then go for ‘Botak’ to have us shock. His hair is now longer than mine.Well, had a great time seeing them. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110776827911108909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110776827911108909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/02/no-title.html' title='No Title'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110750006955951278</id><published>2005-02-04T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T17:19:54.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ant Can’t Cross</title><summary type='text'>This is a phase I learn from Radio 4 this morning. According to the DJ, now we don’t say “bumper to bumper” to describe the traffic jam in KL anymore. The more appropriate description will be “ant can’t cross”. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110750006955951278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110750006955951278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/02/ant-cant-cross.html' title='Ant Can’t Cross'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110750000513887582</id><published>2005-02-01T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T17:15:09.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Admiral Zheng He or Christopher Columbus?</title><summary type='text'>Read today’s newspaper and found this article that shows China found the New World before the Columbus. Gavin Menzies found evidences that support his theory that Admiral Zheng He or Laksamana Cheng Ho as known in our history text book found the New World before Christopher Columbus. I believe few years later, the government will need to rewrite our history text book again. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110750000513887582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110750000513887582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/02/admiral-zheng-he-or-christopher_01.html' title='Admiral Zheng He or Christopher Columbus?'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110749990423845286</id><published>2005-01-31T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T17:06:27.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I spend my time</title><summary type='text'>8.30 am: Woke up by my father. After using the bathroom, ate muffin as breakfast while reading the newspaper.9.15 am: Start helping father paint the front gate, railing and grill.12.30 pm: Lunch time. ^-^1.00 pm: Resume work; paint up stair’s railing.2.30 pm: GC guy came to repair the tv but decided to take the whole thing back to the factory. Looks like I need to borrow my nanny’s spare </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110749990423845286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110749990423845286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/01/how-i-spend-my-time.html' title='How I spend my time'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110699486667060737</id><published>2005-01-29T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T14:49:55.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mosquitoes</title><summary type='text'>Mosquitoes are also more active recently. Wah… they are so fierce. No matter how you chase them off, they will still come and suck your blood. I lost a few days’ sleep because of them. People getting dengue are increasing day by day. Only yesterday the authority came to spray the insecticide.update: Just now about 8p.m., MPAJ send someone to spray the insecticide again. This time as my mother </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110699486667060737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110699486667060737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/01/mosquitoes.html' title='Mosquitoes'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110699471984929383</id><published>2005-01-29T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T14:48:49.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Weather</title><summary type='text'>Recently, the weather get hotter and stuffier than every. Arghhhh… I can’t stand it anymore. Just like today, when I’m helping my mother in the kitchen chopping garlic, my sweat drip onto the chopping board non stop. I manage to wipe sweat here but there my sweat is dropping. Haha… looks like mother need to put less salt in today’s dishes. My mother was quite worried seeing my condition. She kept</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110699471984929383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110699471984929383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/01/hot-weather.html' title='Hot Weather'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110692448859602206</id><published>2005-01-26T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T14:47:28.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I PASSED!!!!  I PASSED!!!!</title><summary type='text'>I passed my driving test today. It was a waste of time there though, because I waited for more than 5 hours. The actual time I’m in the car driving was only less than 1 hour. I met a few of my ex-schoolmate there. They are Lea Ci, Xue Ying, Chuan Koon and another guy from S4 that I don’t know his name.I did the 2nd section first before going on-the-road. A lot of people fail going on the hill. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110692448859602206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110692448859602206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-passed-i-passed.html' title='I PASSED!!!!  I PASSED!!!!'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110603679693277521</id><published>2005-01-18T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T23:07:49.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving lessons</title><summary type='text'>Finished 9 hours of driving lessons already, 1 hour more to go. Going to sit for the test on the 26th of January but i think i will only get hold of my licence after Chinese New Year because i still have my motorcycle test to sit for.My on-the-road skills are quite ok. That's of course my own opinion. On Sunday, knocked down a pillar during 3-point-turn. Bet no one ever knock down one there. :$</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110603679693277521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110603679693277521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/01/driving-lessons.html' title='Driving lessons'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110485400155918829</id><published>2005-01-04T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T16:36:32.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>South Asia Tsunami</title><summary type='text'>Saw this on Squall's blog just now can think that i can help out too. So, Anders Jacobsen, I accept your challenge.International aid organizations:UNICEF (United Nations Children's Fund)United Nations' World Food ProgrammeMedecins Sans Frontieres / Doctors without Borders (donate!)CARE InternationalThe International Federation of Red Cross and Red Crescent SocietiesUK/Europe:Disasters </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110485400155918829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110485400155918829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/01/south-asia-tsunami.html' title='South Asia Tsunami'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110485012121581246</id><published>2005-01-04T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T16:35:46.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother or Grandmother</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks before SPM at Wangsa Maju Carrefour’s England Optical:Optician: *Scribble in Chinese* her myopia increased about 100, please change her lenses.*Look up at me* do, you know Chinese?Torpor: Of course, I’m currently studying in a Chinese school.Optician: *Blush* Oh I see. So, ask you GRANDMOTHER to…Torpor: Erm… if you are talking about the woman who take me here, she’s my MOTHER. *</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110485012121581246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110485012121581246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/01/mother-or-grandmother.html' title='Mother or Grandmother'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110485007758413562</id><published>2005-01-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T16:33:40.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother back to work</title><summary type='text'>After retried at home for more than half a year, my mother got a job offer today. She starts work tomorrow. So, that means I’ll be the only one left at home. Back to the life I had a few years ago; going back to a house without a single living soul; three meals on my own. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110485007758413562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110485007758413562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/01/mother-back-to-work.html' title='Mother back to work'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110484999198527994</id><published>2005-01-03T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T16:32:25.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of school term</title><summary type='text'>Today, whole off Malaysia starts school. But this doesn’t apply on me because I’m still waiting for my SPM result. Watching a lot of parents waiting outside the school compound makes me remember the first day I start primary school. My parents just leave me at school after seeing me into my classroom. Whereas other parents continue watching their precious ‘babies’ out side the classroom. They </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110484999198527994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110484999198527994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/01/start-of-school-term.html' title='Start of school term'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110482107193068860</id><published>2005-01-02T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T16:29:51.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ :: Congratulations and Celebrations :: ~</title><summary type='text'>YEAH!!!! Finally, I can eat solid food again. After eating blended food for more than one week, I’m relieved that I finally can eat solid food again. I even felt envy every time I see my parents eating at the dinning table. I’m now back at the round dinning table eating ever meal with my parents. Ah, it feels good when I can munch and chew again. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110482107193068860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110482107193068860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/01/congratulations-and-celebrations.html' title='~ :: Congratulations and Celebrations :: ~'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110464410045986656</id><published>2005-01-01T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T22:44:56.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6A’s gathering</title><summary type='text'>Only 6 turned up including me (Soh Lin Sin, Chee Wei Mei, Yap Siu Yan, Seik Heng Yik and Yap Teng Fai). When to McDonalds to have lunch and walked over to our primary school. We wanted to go in to have a look at the new school building since we didn’t went there after we left primary school but the guard don’t let us in.Then we take a bus to Wangsa Maju LRT Station to go on LRT to KLCC to have a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110464410045986656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110464410045986656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/01/6as-gathering.html' title='6A’s gathering'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110459627128445714</id><published>2005-01-01T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T22:43:12.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recall 2004</title><summary type='text'>Hmmm…… Let me think, what happened in my life in year 2004.JanuaryStart of school term; have the same classmate but felt more close to them compared to 2003. School band’s practice increased as a preparation for the KL competition.FebruaryChinese New Year was celebrated on a smaller scale as the economy was not as good as 2003. Though, ‘ang pau’ received didn’t lessen.MarchSchool band’s </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110459627128445714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110459627128445714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2005/01/recall-2004.html' title='Recall 2004'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110450501841828405</id><published>2004-12-31T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T13:44:04.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My cousins</title><summary type='text'>Finally, i know what my cousins' PMR results are. The one in Ipoh got 5 A's while the one in PJ only got 2. Heard the news from my grandmother. Wanted to ask them on Wednesday, but they didn't call, so didn't dare to ask them. Well, congratulations! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110450501841828405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110450501841828405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-cousins.html' title='My cousins'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110448455958728847</id><published>2004-12-31T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T13:43:02.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake, Tsunami, Death</title><summary type='text'>On the morning of 26th December, tectonic plats near Sumatra, Indonesia moved resulting in an earthquake with the scale of 9.0 and tsunami that hit Banda Aceh, Indonesia, Malaysia, Sri Lanka, India, Thailand, Maldives, Myanmar, Bangladesh and Somalia. Many lost their loved ones, houses were washed away too. As we can see from the news, the death toll is increasing everyday and the authorities </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110448455958728847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110448455958728847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2004/12/earthquake-tsunami-death.html' title='Earthquake, Tsunami, Death'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110442222198839394</id><published>2004-12-27T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T13:42:01.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another kursus amali</title><summary type='text'>This time, it's for motorcycle. Compared to Thursday's instructors, Sunday's are more detail. They talk about more things that we need to know and they show us too. I dare not ride the motorcycles provided there as I never ride it on my own before.Because i need to wait for the other 3 person to finish their KPP kursus, I read the comics i brought there. Finished 5 of them and they are not out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110442222198839394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110442222198839394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2004/12/another-kursus-amali.html' title='Another kursus amali'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293478.post-110442108954802515</id><published>2004-12-25T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T13:40:26.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bracing is painfull</title><summary type='text'>Woke up around 1:30 a.m. this morning and can't sleep anymore because of the pain my bracing caused. I tried not to take the pain killer but looks like it's no use. So, woke my mother up and she made me a cup of milo (still need to use a straw) so that I won't eat the pain killer empty stomach. The pain only subside after an hour or so then only i went to bed again. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110442108954802515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293478/posts/default/110442108954802515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torpor_chy.blogspot.com/2004/12/bracing-is-painfull.html' title='Bracing is painfull'/><author><name>torpor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13558853814942267333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
