tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22269501161539088232024-03-21T12:00:26.957+08:00GERMINATIONGermaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.comBlogger101125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-66623650918690642732012-08-08T20:59:00.004+08:002012-08-08T20:59:51.867+08:00<div style="color: #ea9999;">
<i><b>Walking alone is not difficult..</b></i></div>
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<i><b>But we walked a mile with someone, then..</b></i></div>
<i style="color: #ea9999;"><b>coming back alone is difficult =)</b></i>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-65887569347473667752012-08-07T00:33:00.001+08:002012-08-07T00:33:15.653+08:00<span>總有一些人,他們看上去整天都很開心,嘻嘻哈哈的,沒有</span><span class="word_break"></span><span>煩惱,像個小孩,他們會說玩是我最大的樂趣,我很喜歡玩</span><span class="word_break"></span><span>,我什麼都會玩人多的時候他們臉上總掛著笑容,好多人都</span><span class="word_break"></span><span>會羨慕他們,然而這其實是他們最悲哀的地方,他們不想讓</span><span class="word_break"></span><span>別人看到自己難過的一面,更沒有能力一個人獨處,因為當</span><span class="word_break"></span><span>夜深人靜的時候,他不知道一個人會發生什麼事,坐在窗前</span><span class="word_break"></span>冥想走過的點滴。 <br />
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<br /><span> 沒有人讀的懂他們,想著想著貌似快樂的他們就會黯然流下</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>一臉的悲傷,然後自己對自己說:其實也沒什麼,命運吧!</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>所以他們就整天逼自己笑,以此來逃避那些常人所不能不承</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span>受的痛苦!<br /><div class="text_exposed_show">
<br /><span> 他們貌似很堅強,因為在別人看來,他們什麼事都能微笑著</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>去面對,但事實上他們長著世界上最脆弱的心靈,只是長期</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>的偽裝使得別人很難發現他們內心深處的創傷。他們其實非</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>常孤獨,雖然看到他們時都是在跟一群人談天說地,那是因</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span>為他們實在不能承受一個人時的折磨!<br /> <br /><span> 他們只想簡簡單單、快快樂樂的活著,期待並且相信每個人</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>給的笑容都是真心的,希望身邊的人都是真正的喜歡自己。</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>即使別人小小的意見,也會另他們難過好久,他們真的真的</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>很介意,介意自己不被人喜歡。因為,他們總是為別人想的</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>很多,對別人總是比對自己好;把能對喜歡的人好當做幸福</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span>,喜歡別人比喜歡自己多。<br /> <br /><span> 他們總是那樣,前一秒還傷心的流著淚,後一秒出現在朋友</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>面前的時候,已經滿臉溢著燦爛的笑容。有人說他們是向日</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>葵,是的,他們在意的人就像是太陽,在面對太陽的時候永</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>遠是明豔的花瓣,而太陽照不到的背面,那悲傷藏得那麼好</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span>,不願被看見。<br /> <br /><span> 他們嚮往放縱自由的生活,卻必須為了誰很努力的朝另外的</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>一個方向活著,很累很累,卻仍是心甘情願。離自己的夢境</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>越來越來遠,不得不面對從未想過的爭奪和復雜,恐慌、不</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>知所措。只有面對最信賴的人時,才會卸下盔甲,委屈的流</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>下眼淚。因為在他們心裡,笑就是開心,哭就是難過,接近</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>就是喜歡,遠離就是討厭。但其實不是,他們明白了,心好</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>傷,眼淚就沒忍住。哭過之後,笑笑得擦乾眼淚,說,沒關</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span>係,我可以做的很好的。<br /> <br /><span> 他們好像無所不能,好像總是不會有煩惱,好像什麼問題都</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>能輕而易舉的解決,總是喜歡喜歡出現在流淚的人面前,笑</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>嘻嘻的逗著笑。而面對自己的問題,他們卻茫然無措,面對</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>自己的悲傷,他們只會躲在人們看不見的角落裡慢慢由傷口</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span>越裂越大。<br /> <br /><span> 他們的想法非常簡單,說出來的就是心裡所想的,肚子裡不</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>會拐七道八道的小彎,無心的話可能會引起別人的誤解。所</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>以,請別記恨他們,他們從不願傷害誰,小小的錯誤就能讓</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span>他們懊悔很久。<br /> <br /><span> 他們其實非常單純,甚至你曾經給了他一個微笑他也會一輩</span><wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span><span>子記得你的好,因此他們的世界觀其實也很簡單,很简单=)</span></div>
</div>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-24099621082283810682011-03-24T01:26:00.002+08:002011-03-24T12:32:44.070+08:00Over The Rainbow<div style="color: #e06666;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-MZ7c_4T4GkXj0-TGNKJ7Zdc7jBCwji-JgyX-PbxDPLxBpMkCiIVxEoZdvwO6WfQUPRA5gyekDTtkYun-yiNKpbkARFQBKhxfZBptf4_bfHtqFFZPIrIcThVqXLAw-O-PXiDNYdB9IVWj/s1600/rainbow_bridge_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="322" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-MZ7c_4T4GkXj0-TGNKJ7Zdc7jBCwji-JgyX-PbxDPLxBpMkCiIVxEoZdvwO6WfQUPRA5gyekDTtkYun-yiNKpbkARFQBKhxfZBptf4_bfHtqFFZPIrIcThVqXLAw-O-PXiDNYdB9IVWj/s400/rainbow_bridge_2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Somewhere over the rainbow way up high</span></div></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">There's a land that I heard in a lullaby.</span></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue</span></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.</span></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Someday I'll reach upon a star</span></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">and wake up where the clouds are far behind me</span></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Where troubles melts like lemon drops</span></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Away above the chimney tops that's where you find me.</span></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly</span></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Birds fly over the rainbow but why, then oh why, can't I. </span></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">If happy little bluebirds fly</span></div><div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">beyond the rainbow why, oh why, can't I? </span></div><div style="color: #e06666;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</span></div>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-19881131069946350032011-03-22T15:47:00.003+08:002011-03-22T17:57:41.419+08:00Actual Letter Taken From The Times Of India . Respone To a 'Marriage Proposal' Advertisement! Marriage Proposal Reply In Punjabi English<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><b><span style="font-weight: bold;">Madam : <br />
<br />
I am an older young uncle living<br />
only with myself in Lahore . Having seen your advertisement<br />
for marriage purposes, I decided to press myself on you and<br />
hope you will take me nicely and easily. <br />
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I am a soiled son from inside Punjab . I am nice and big,<br />
six foot tall, and six inches long. My body is filled with<br />
hardness, as because I am working hardly. I am playing<br />
hardly also. Especially I like cricket, and I am a good<br />
batter and I am a fast baller. Whenever I come running in<br />
for balling, other batters start running. Everybody is<br />
scared of my balls because they bounce a<br />
lot. <br />
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I am very nice man. I am always laughing loudly at<br />
everyone. I am happy and I am<br />
gay. ladies, they are saying I am nice and soft. Am always<br />
giving respect to the ladies. I am always allowing ladies to<br />
get on top. That is how nice I am. I am not having any bad<br />
habits. I am not drinking and I am not sucking cigarettes<br />
or anything<br />
else. Every morning I am going to the Jim and I am pumping<br />
like anything. Daily I am pumping and pumping. If you want<br />
you can come and see how much I am pumping the dumb<br />
bells in the Jim. <br />
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I am having a lot of money in my pants and my pants is<br />
always open for you. I am such a nice man, but still I am<br />
living with myself only. What to do ? So I am taking things<br />
into my own hands everyday... That is why I am pressing<br />
myself on you, so that you will come in my house and<br />
take my things into your<br />
hands. <br />
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If you are marrying me madam, I am telling you, I will be<br />
loving you very hard every day.. fact, I will stop pumping<br />
dumb belles in the Jim. If you are not marrying me madam and<br />
not coming to me, I will press you and press you until you<br />
come. So I am placing my head between your nicely smelling<br />
feet looking up with lots of hope. <br />
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I am waiting very badly for your reply and I am stiff with<br />
anticipation.</span></b></i></span></div>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-80764158405828227732011-03-19T17:11:00.003+08:002011-03-19T17:11:06.423+08:00好久没登上这儿了。<br />
哈哈。。。。。玩爽。Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-90973779797703793382010-12-29T11:39:00.007+08:002010-12-30T14:13:21.793+08:00我妒嫉,怎样?现在围墙式花园越来越多了。所谓的围墙式花园是一些住宅区,用围墙给围了起来,形成了一个隔离式的地区,领域。<br />
这是发展商的新战略,以这种方式使人家觉得这类型的房屋感觉上特别高尚,高雅。在入口处还特地聘请了保安人员,以确保住户们的安全。<br />
当然,要住在如此的地方是要付出代价的。这类型房屋的价钱也相当的可观。甚至是普通住宅区房屋的好几倍。<br />
问题是,到底值不值得呢?<br />
见仁见智啦.....<br />
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先说说发展商如何用尽一切桥段sell尽这类型的屋子。同常都可以看见什么“现代”,“高雅”,“安全”等字眼,统统都出现在广告牌上。可是却没有真正的描述清楚这些字眼。<br />
一天我就刚好在路上看到了如此一个广告牌。我感觉非常无奈。<br />
我的第一个疑问是,真的是如此先进么?还真的是如此高雅呀?<br />
经过分析后,有些东西你们可能不知道,其实无论是发展这些围墙式花园或居住在里边的人都是极爱国的一群。这是可以从历史学和心理学角度分析得出来的。<br />
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先从历史说起。<br />
万里长城,一个从春秋战国开始所建立,伴随着中国长达2000多年前的封建社会所建的伟大建筑。是中国引以为傲的代表。<br />
简单的描述下万里长城。长城的建立是为了抵御游牧民族侵扰,作为军事防御工程而存在的。因此,就在边域建立了宏伟的一道墙,把领土给围了起来,以防敌人侵犯。<br />
传留至今,中国和长城已连为一体,就像日本和AV一样,两者拥有着密切的关系。提起长城,就想到中国,想到中国,就会提起长城。是很自然的。<br />
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知道了长城的历史和用处之后,那么就来逻辑简单分析一下:<br />
中国长城=花园围墙<br />
长城以防敌人侵犯作用=围墙以防强盗小偷作用<br />
长城,中国特点=围墙,房屋卖点<br />
这么一说,围墙式花园其实就是象征着中国,不,是sell着中国。<br />
围墙式花园就是代表着中国,不,或者应该这样说,围墙式花园就是中国国土!<br />
在门口的根本就不是什么保安,是海关,不然做什么每当想要进去这所谓围墙式花园时都要跟门口那位海关叔叔做登记。<br />
我买了一栋普通花园里的房子,搬了进去,我搬家了。<br />
他买了一栋围墙式花园里的房子,搬了进去,他移民了。<br />
移去中国。<br />
现在我明白为什么有些即将搬进去的人都觉得很神气,自傲的。因为他移民啊~<br />
一些搬了进去后更是瞧不起人,做什么?因为他每一天都出国啊。<br />
出国花费可不小,可是他们却天天出国。有什么理由可以不神气。<br />
今早X先生去上班,他出国了。下午他老婆开车外出去便利店买棵葱,他老婆也出国了,总之就一家大小天天出国出个不停。<br />
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美国前总统尼 克松曾到访中国,在参观丁长城后他说:<br />
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“只有一个伟大的民族,才能造得出这样一座伟大的长城。”<br />
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由此可见,发展商是比他们更伟大的。<br />
他们成功把列入《世界遗产名录》的长城复制在复制,把中国的文化与历史遗产带到异国,为祖国宣扬一番。<br />
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围墙式花园里的房产价格偏高不难解释,因为它地点好,位于世界遗产中间。<br />
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众所周知,中国大陆在这几年内无论在经济,科技,或运动上都拥有出色的表现。在科技上的进步与先进度,是不容质疑的。这正好解释了广告牌上“现代”的用意。<br />
打个比例,中国已成功把好几支火箭送上太空了。这并非一件容易的事,是需要很大人力和财力才可拥有的成就。所以新年期间,你从远方不时可留意到在那围墙花园区的上空有许多特大的烟火和爆炸声,很明显,他们是在升火箭。<br />
我们不是住在围墙式花园里的人,新年时放的叫鞭炮,这是犯法的表现。<br />
那些住在围墙式花园里的人,新年是放火箭,是科学的表现。<br />
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广告牌上所谓的“安全”是指你放火箭可以放得很安全,因为围墙很高,公关看不到。<br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">以上言论无针对成分,纯碎妒忌。</span></div>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-25770635096862282662010-10-22T13:34:00.002+08:002010-10-22T14:03:58.145+08:00Babies~wahahaha<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguDYsRkJcvYtvpgXB_jI8CiZONYwYhEMLsKQkDdFytmys3f61ujgmFOoALb8CDPf-rzqqDx4oJdPGfQrSIcU12myBX_HktwO_kTO-SHx3wHyyp3zgg1sZXPX35uyZxegVP1aQgWPoAptE5/s1600/a.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguDYsRkJcvYtvpgXB_jI8CiZONYwYhEMLsKQkDdFytmys3f61ujgmFOoALb8CDPf-rzqqDx4oJdPGfQrSIcU12myBX_HktwO_kTO-SHx3wHyyp3zgg1sZXPX35uyZxegVP1aQgWPoAptE5/s400/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530743738775579458" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh63wJYGyJEjJfzM6d6srafd6-j7-VISJO8obmokI69ZIo5SdnF2jME_oNXkNdcCBGXuZpFPLLYg8QKhlY9kk__eDiUu9_mRsHAHJl5YtOaRq8lsTAL_B6UtyZ843nZLNcFbxcf9YvhqqW9/s1600/d.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgij_dUTTJAs6fG6x1oO_akj3WjpO5vLOBjPgvoHGAxj7yj1dsB34Vb_7jhlaVyhQaHJMRBHe5KsJ9M1HVKfsd1vBRIwOc9yUdroahnnWpUzPP5fCLke2dk8qA8uykUtq0lhpi8D6S7MK9Y/s400/DSC02425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530315208723051090" border="0" /></a><br />21号10月2010年,<br /><br />四只小生命,就这样诞生了。<br />很可惜,一只天折了....<br />只剩下三只小宝宝....<br />MUT MUT,你做得非常好...之前我还担心你不懂得怎样把他们给生下来,<br />可是你做到了。辛苦你了。<br />虽然一只天折了...<br />可是你还有三只宝宝幸存的活了下来,<br />我想这是天意吧。<br />现在宝宝们还是非常的虚弱,所以你一定要好好照顾他们...<br />也要好好的照顾自己。<br />宝宝们好像小猪噢!哈哈哈<br />眼睛还没能张开。<br />我家又多了三名成员了。哈哈<br />宝宝在出生后这段时间里,是非常难照顾的...<br />一个不小心,很容易就这样去世了。<br />我真的很不想看见这样的事情发生,<br />所以,宝宝们,你们一定要顽强的活下去!<br />我还等着给你们三个取名呢!<br /><br />希望宝宝和妈妈都健健康康=)Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-57039121278031219702010-10-20T11:23:00.001+08:002010-10-20T11:27:16.052+08:00Dear brother:<br /><br />Happy Birthday=)<br />All the best to you and be happy always with your sweet's one.<br />Hope you can come back often.Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-27745661863799775142010-08-22T08:52:00.002+08:002010-08-22T09:00:41.235+08:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" >要走了。<br />有些事情一直都放在心里,没有真正解决,<br />还是不敢去解决?<br />什么也好,对不起...<br />byebye<br /></span>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-23591662508156386992010-08-11T14:36:00.002+08:002010-08-11T14:49:55.722+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >HEARTBEATS</span><br />Amy<br /><br />I can't figure out</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Is it meant to be this way</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Easy words so hard to say</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">I can't live without </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Knowing how you feel</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Know if this is real</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Tell me am I mistaken</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Cause I don't have another heart for breaking</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Please don't let me go</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">I just wana stay</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Can't you feel my heartbeats</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Giving me away</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">I just want to know</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">If you too feel afraid</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">I can feel your heartbeats </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Giving you away</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Giving us away</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">I can't understand</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">How it's making sense</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">That we put up such defense</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">When all you need to know</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">No matter what you do</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">I'm just scared as you</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Tell me am I mistaken</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Cause I don't have another heart for breaking</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> Please don't let me go</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> I just wana stay</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Can't you feel my heartbeats</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> Giving me away</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">I just want to know</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> If you too feel afraid</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> I can feel your heartbeats </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> Giving you away</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Giving us away</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Please don't let me go</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> I just wana stay</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> Can't you feel my heartbeats</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> Giving me away</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> I just want to know</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> If you too feel afraid</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> I can feel your heartbeats </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> Giving you away</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> Giving us away</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: arial;">nice song</span></span><br /></div>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-16469831633635466072010-08-11T10:12:00.002+08:002010-08-11T10:26:14.245+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">So sorry...Sze Jie, today is your birthday but I did not come to school to celebrate with you boys and girls...I really don't feel like want to go school today. My birthday...you boys and girl had put a lot of effort to celebrate with me...I remember it. Erm...so, again, happy birthday to one of my good friend Sze Jie=) Please forgive me. Hope you will like the present that Chee Wei choose for you, his taste not bad I think. I will treat you eat good meal next day=) Wish you in good condition always.<br /></div>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-90770407828743857942010-08-09T20:20:00.003+08:002010-08-09T20:36:27.694+08:00<div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"></span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" >Something....I really hope to know...<br />....why....I am kind of useless...</span><br /></div>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-52804753062070354712010-08-05T19:07:00.004+08:002010-08-05T19:23:44.155+08:00<div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">这世界上,也许有许多不完美的地方,缺陷....</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">做自己爱做的~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">唱自己爱唱的~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">画自己爱画的~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">看自己爱看的~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">聊自己爱聊的~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">喜欢自己喜欢的~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...就足够了。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">仍然再呼吸都应该要庆祝...</span></div>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-24666322462891773482010-07-22T20:39:00.003+08:002010-07-23T15:36:12.006+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >考试日期提前了......<br />可以说是</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">万事俱备,只欠东风</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">万事俱备</span>: <span style="font-size:100%;">考卷,考题,全都准备好了,印刷好了。</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">东风</span>: <span style="font-size:100%;">我还没读书</span>。<br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I must try my best.........</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" >cheercheer=)</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><br /></div></div>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-70307424387712961102010-07-20T23:19:00.005+08:002010-07-20T23:24:09.972+08:00<div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" >~Surprise~</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >heeheehee</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"></span></span></div></div>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-66121606248498288192010-07-08T00:57:00.005+08:002010-07-08T14:56:41.011+08:00直到你不找我 林峰记得当时谁路过<br />秒针突然停顿过<br />气温湿度曾骤变太多<br /><br />记忆不停重叠过<br />你的表情提示过<br />爱的可能是我<br /><br />想法很乱 幻觉太多<br />疑虑很大<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 直到</span></span>说不清楚<br />心算太慢 但仍然算错<br />找对人 偏错过<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >直到</span>开始想喜欢我<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >直到</span>终于不喜欢我<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >直到</span>碰上一个 逃避一个<br />追不上 躲不过<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >直到</span>开始找不到我<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">直到</span></span>终于不想找我<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">直到</span></span>你擦身过 才认得我<br />彼此也在折磨 像当初<br /><br />想法太乱 直觉对么<br />疑虑太大 <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">直到</span></span>爱不清楚<br />当着世上全怀疑我错<br />总有人相信我<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">直到</span></span>开始想喜欢我<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">直到</span></span>终于不喜欢我<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">直到</span></span>碰上一个 逃避一个<br />追不上 躲不过<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">直到</span></span>开始找不到我<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">直到</span></span>终于不想找我<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">直到</span></span>你擦身过 才认得我<br />彼此也在折磨 像当初<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"></span>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-55542336055115433292010-07-04T19:47:00.002+08:002010-07-04T19:58:05.366+08:00Birth<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOiSULADYX3RLIZliOOCjzypbP_duBqpAG1-A90XCZkajorzr2ZG1Ia4NucdnfygC3ZoUeeSKnglflqlFGnQm2nz0BCGQKg9ePFBc878wXahyphenhyphenWjF6Z2lgl5kRm17d290AXfVr5Khumm6cB/s1600/DSC02154.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOiSULADYX3RLIZliOOCjzypbP_duBqpAG1-A90XCZkajorzr2ZG1Ia4NucdnfygC3ZoUeeSKnglflqlFGnQm2nz0BCGQKg9ePFBc878wXahyphenhyphenWjF6Z2lgl5kRm17d290AXfVr5Khumm6cB/s400/DSC02154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490017503235838642" border="0" /></a><br />Monkey face la......weird....and, how dare you hold me in such position....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWNLKmfVlegalF7VrjLMt8bhZa-bR0dLuXv5F9ABUk0aXo_yy0q2UGXraVhS9NrfIYwe603qzfzwQyWcecyx51DYYAN5M9KVb6A8NXEZMbqGDwgfz3rwn0NkSreJo16H1TyMiS6TqYVuq4/s1600/DSC02161.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWNLKmfVlegalF7VrjLMt8bhZa-bR0dLuXv5F9ABUk0aXo_yy0q2UGXraVhS9NrfIYwe603qzfzwQyWcecyx51DYYAN5M9KVb6A8NXEZMbqGDwgfz3rwn0NkSreJo16H1TyMiS6TqYVuq4/s400/DSC02161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490017495011738082" border="0" /></a><br />sleeping baby...zzzzzzz...i miss my dummy and MJ gloves...hahaha.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTFH4c4Q_ZuG4G6Kuj9-0l48q2XIUhSYhAqKRnHqbk9cRYW7JkKEG8zDiSNngpvN7-JptRQ410uROjmxYPJHp7Bxo4iUT7YQNiYAukUs7TdB7zIGwnX2sJYk5hPwTwvUEarunbzdzFzNe0/s1600/DSC02156.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTFH4c4Q_ZuG4G6Kuj9-0l48q2XIUhSYhAqKRnHqbk9cRYW7JkKEG8zDiSNngpvN7-JptRQ410uROjmxYPJHp7Bxo4iUT7YQNiYAukUs7TdB7zIGwnX2sJYk5hPwTwvUEarunbzdzFzNe0/s400/DSC02156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490017485815889922" border="0" /></a><br />The first day i met my brothers......<br /><br /><br />God bring me to this world, into this family...thanks....Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-41598530579393214912010-07-04T18:26:00.010+08:002010-07-04T19:46:04.965+08:00No date recorded<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzrGrfyyFy3izsOH2b3OsWFGaQtTPvnJS3jg0Czx6xxSJkv3f6Cap-ygVrbjS9uORIFH7Rv4sOCDpDL-dJPHQlHeY-67gd-tM81gOgAN56L8capFxe1zHkhQBZELP0G2knaodYoMPWoYOy/s1600/DSC02183.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzrGrfyyFy3izsOH2b3OsWFGaQtTPvnJS3jg0Czx6xxSJkv3f6Cap-ygVrbjS9uORIFH7Rv4sOCDpDL-dJPHQlHeY-67gd-tM81gOgAN56L8capFxe1zHkhQBZELP0G2knaodYoMPWoYOy/s400/DSC02183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490003955711865266" border="0" /></a><br />First of all, let me introduce my elder brother, Gilbert Voo..in pyjamas.haha.<br />Look at my face...I don't even know my eyes can open until so big.hahaha.<br />I don't remember when was this photo being taken, because that time was still a baby ma.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje2VF8lJq6qS9sB6PH8cg0YGIl3aV547_fnKAsIuFXwmOfTHwaap42wPv8smBHvkScL8UOSVmbsssLa9XEG3euHYvupTmFIOagdeB50C_O104CmstBLZamYwL7rRNm-r7Un2JowVsOAvg6/s1600/DSC02184.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje2VF8lJq6qS9sB6PH8cg0YGIl3aV547_fnKAsIuFXwmOfTHwaap42wPv8smBHvkScL8UOSVmbsssLa9XEG3euHYvupTmFIOagdeB50C_O104CmstBLZamYwL7rRNm-r7Un2JowVsOAvg6/s400/DSC02184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490003947173365570" border="0" /></a><br />My second brother, Gregory Voo...those day,his smile was so sweet..<br />but the smiling face was getting lesser and lesser by the increasing of his age..<br />don't no why....miss those day. haiz..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbh0KkPC-0zURwHTC6quQkA8-0I4DiG7H1_cECMauacfyo-4ZXTVkXor6eC8GUCxIpxzUTCb6sKpPJKVN30mugaMycQWuSIT1o7UTAcpvG8Dkv01fZ4XpkYT-QnR4bZiS4LiOWm9MlxTgA/s1600/DSC02171.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbh0KkPC-0zURwHTC6quQkA8-0I4DiG7H1_cECMauacfyo-4ZXTVkXor6eC8GUCxIpxzUTCb6sKpPJKVN30mugaMycQWuSIT1o7UTAcpvG8Dkv01fZ4XpkYT-QnR4bZiS4LiOWm9MlxTgA/s400/DSC02171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490000503583018434" border="0" /></a><br />My dad miss me too much I think, so he decided to bring me along to work.hahaha.<br />Look at my emotion and my elder brother emotion, is the same.haha<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixeV25gp_clGe-xri6ReivliHlrsbfleHV_lfA-lSubs_DRfBgMQcO5nz0Gy1eUcFdjIF7IfvIR7C-EQc93BDgiPdOE4z5VXCvd1YIdB-ugyc6jmx9vltkJ3dW6F302VNz1_AbAcxqlW8c/s1600/DSC02174.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixeV25gp_clGe-xri6ReivliHlrsbfleHV_lfA-lSubs_DRfBgMQcO5nz0Gy1eUcFdjIF7IfvIR7C-EQc93BDgiPdOE4z5VXCvd1YIdB-ugyc6jmx9vltkJ3dW6F302VNz1_AbAcxqlW8c/s400/DSC02174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490000493232965074" border="0" /></a><br />Don't no what am I crying for....pee i think.haha. My brother still smiling there.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJMFFIjev1IDk0NQdCU-4YBgwlgNLLgtYCQeth4U3GuFv5CGZkyTZSD9uCGR_2HSOuL29yBFO-a2YFEXED-9YPm38Jb5ilezj0mYq1tUqkMd6ODdVtfSeGyL2DPp_MntXaYRke04ouQ16F/s1600/DSC02173.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJMFFIjev1IDk0NQdCU-4YBgwlgNLLgtYCQeth4U3GuFv5CGZkyTZSD9uCGR_2HSOuL29yBFO-a2YFEXED-9YPm38Jb5ilezj0mYq1tUqkMd6ODdVtfSeGyL2DPp_MntXaYRke04ouQ16F/s400/DSC02173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490000467812626050" border="0" /></a><br />Brothers FOREVER....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigX_SJzUMchKKlx-gv1HEbex00IlN06k2gnpvKiMGWoodb1U7EeGzNx5xzAgr5a4BuS2_d00_PyTTIeHf59sZxooby-oCV2w_9cHJ-v39MQ6O0glJJz3X0LTDJ652Z3-1E_GO_72e5Esd/s1600/DSC02149.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigX_SJzUMchKKlx-gv1HEbex00IlN06k2gnpvKiMGWoodb1U7EeGzNx5xzAgr5a4BuS2_d00_PyTTIeHf59sZxooby-oCV2w_9cHJ-v39MQ6O0glJJz3X0LTDJ652Z3-1E_GO_72e5Esd/s400/DSC02149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490000464278954226" border="0" /></a><br />Am I torturing the rabbit or bear or..whatever. Just know very yong sui only..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBpvgeTsp35ZOJe3YkkiIER_ZRDF2_gt2shzWREjuNt1KuAyKth89NnFVxpBDjygEGHyGksVX6p5UAz8ZPjCNUv39lF9fvNF68DO65mijMeQOs-b_VziL-VWw5u97Nlpt21dcNUlZosCXD/s1600/DSC02146.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBpvgeTsp35ZOJe3YkkiIER_ZRDF2_gt2shzWREjuNt1KuAyKth89NnFVxpBDjygEGHyGksVX6p5UAz8ZPjCNUv39lF9fvNF68DO65mijMeQOs-b_VziL-VWw5u97Nlpt21dcNUlZosCXD/s400/DSC02146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490000441644561650" border="0" /></a><br />Cover up my body please...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnlHaj06CpLEUgdvMjvzUm-SLfxS941qtcXNzByr93R_7HWLSpssu_zjFQig7fKMOw2iOAZae_ESTSUUlbaynOmME6BgyK0lgGSw1HdQOPAgYu3Fsa3K0tIJKivoESKluIZPaUmRAn4bC6/s1600/DSC02148.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnlHaj06CpLEUgdvMjvzUm-SLfxS941qtcXNzByr93R_7HWLSpssu_zjFQig7fKMOw2iOAZae_ESTSUUlbaynOmME6BgyK0lgGSw1HdQOPAgYu3Fsa3K0tIJKivoESKluIZPaUmRAn4bC6/s400/DSC02148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489998427648507010" border="0" /></a><br />I love this photo the most...we are smiling happily together...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-MH3pIhSd6VQrgrDp-mb79c6w8fLqRJTEmaOBg7Si4BKJA0D6LICB0_DZB-4x4XoARFPS9gHna5XrDt8-F50WOGlkx4gWacc6AXm-Vr6Iw8OhALFpCWoohgv9K_mltW8xxGVKgOHozrw9/s1600/DSC02144.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-MH3pIhSd6VQrgrDp-mb79c6w8fLqRJTEmaOBg7Si4BKJA0D6LICB0_DZB-4x4XoARFPS9gHna5XrDt8-F50WOGlkx4gWacc6AXm-Vr6Iw8OhALFpCWoohgv9K_mltW8xxGVKgOHozrw9/s400/DSC02144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489998416210200818" border="0" /></a><br />hee hee.....this is my Ferrari...broom broom~hahaha<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy23mpwzw22WQafdbgigfjBiBA0xhaNmISskjbxaGXBAD_D15wNkXOc5ajINKN7y79PX_IOVDtlskGWLWkbOveiq1KSr93xZRFFvnKAmUDxCzVBRTu-iIaA4BY2HTSetTR9Gly9d41R-zK/s1600/DSC02155.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy23mpwzw22WQafdbgigfjBiBA0xhaNmISskjbxaGXBAD_D15wNkXOc5ajINKN7y79PX_IOVDtlskGWLWkbOveiq1KSr93xZRFFvnKAmUDxCzVBRTu-iIaA4BY2HTSetTR9Gly9d41R-zK/s400/DSC02155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489998408955148978" border="0" /></a><br />My cousins from France,Mireille Lefebvre and Amelie Lefebvre, and dear brothers~photo taken in grandpa's home,KL...Now days, seldom to have the chance to take photo together..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZUKdKpQczhXHgqS_WQOwWc4BPQnJ2zuFkMLSHHLH8hOs0JGA9V5fGaL2F871BKWDBew_357DtpXr8lzHNvDqyK6eQxVWKDAIgmzpZLY7oGnQKR64w-oBXggjz6H8V3b7qjiJvwXw-1yL8/s1600/DSC02186.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZUKdKpQczhXHgqS_WQOwWc4BPQnJ2zuFkMLSHHLH8hOs0JGA9V5fGaL2F871BKWDBew_357DtpXr8lzHNvDqyK6eQxVWKDAIgmzpZLY7oGnQKR64w-oBXggjz6H8V3b7qjiJvwXw-1yL8/s400/DSC02186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489998403560135538" border="0" /></a><br />My grandpa...photo taken at 20July 1992.<br />I can't remember my grandpa at all....he pass away when I am two years old I think. Just can know his stories from photos and what mum told me.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVj54gx-O1TGYUxoH0aIiTw0Kb4Lrn6P0F8dU7HO_8N6TKItn_agYt_a3fD0MfuP4uv2X3GL1WMVzO5SiypWL3vvEDRkLiQCdAy-TaQ7yps1uPXSohqM-LdqTxix4Fdb36Z5a4YnQEcMAV/s1600/DSC02187.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVj54gx-O1TGYUxoH0aIiTw0Kb4Lrn6P0F8dU7HO_8N6TKItn_agYt_a3fD0MfuP4uv2X3GL1WMVzO5SiypWL3vvEDRkLiQCdAy-TaQ7yps1uPXSohqM-LdqTxix4Fdb36Z5a4YnQEcMAV/s400/DSC02187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489998393293709426" border="0" /></a><br />My one year old birthday celebration in KL...cake arh~wahahaha.<br />All my family,relatives and friends celebrate with me....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx8qG2qKVHHHUzUnz0IY_zmPuwOkQfDSsDmRZ-Va4RTGyn1EW7eDQa9NA7iN_vGdhZaf_Tg4X8BF6hvzgq0EM-Idqi3FoYRQQgh41QiUnhnV0dNI90EjPILIC0sdrv35pqPS8pwjW-H7wL/s1600/DSC02188.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx8qG2qKVHHHUzUnz0IY_zmPuwOkQfDSsDmRZ-Va4RTGyn1EW7eDQa9NA7iN_vGdhZaf_Tg4X8BF6hvzgq0EM-Idqi3FoYRQQgh41QiUnhnV0dNI90EjPILIC0sdrv35pqPS8pwjW-H7wL/s400/DSC02188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489996315899866498" border="0" /></a><br />Dear mummy....<br /><br />My memories just all rely on these photos.....happy to be a baby.......Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-31746818867164592612010-07-04T17:50:00.008+08:002010-07-05T14:41:17.875+08:00Year 1994, 1995, 1996 and 1997<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMfr8BeAFCMDH70JUfEG-wqiue1rszyy61ZvDx2vE_hNZQ-SBcmEsE0JPkdYQ768qk2ADUekcuOXgNwAxFkpfQEZNgh-4KIrZmAlAu0R4VZaq7Tt0fdFhaLVhZ4b08BqstS6EZLAXir-Ea/s1600/DSC02181.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMfr8BeAFCMDH70JUfEG-wqiue1rszyy61ZvDx2vE_hNZQ-SBcmEsE0JPkdYQ768qk2ADUekcuOXgNwAxFkpfQEZNgh-4KIrZmAlAu0R4VZaq7Tt0fdFhaLVhZ4b08BqstS6EZLAXir-Ea/s400/DSC02181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490306709276116274" border="0" /></a><br />This is the photo when I am 3 years old...the shorts like panties la..haha.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSj0DbIl4z_fTokk023OS8b4gqkIpdpvI-yVUI8IfxC4FYw7oiAi3iG70eqKFzKORfay5kYzagS5hZxvzqFaa90P4WKkLKzhwPcgUBQhPvHYGgMVZGjCB76xMAtp3gXYfZNIyXnwy4Wczr/s1600/DSC02189.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSj0DbIl4z_fTokk023OS8b4gqkIpdpvI-yVUI8IfxC4FYw7oiAi3iG70eqKFzKORfay5kYzagS5hZxvzqFaa90P4WKkLKzhwPcgUBQhPvHYGgMVZGjCB76xMAtp3gXYfZNIyXnwy4Wczr/s400/DSC02189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490306703340188002" border="0" /></a><br />4 years old birthday celebration...haha..year 1995.<br />My brother spec really lao tu.....and my second brother looks like crying..<br />haha..complicated..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGMwMKngZXCW_pdwcEuVllqu_K_dpj6GwqgQHuwtG0Yt7Uun3AAI-kl1h4eBAW94IJDb05-OvaSHkW0lJmZFT4EMTnQwRyu1AT_Ww610IV2zusnp11hmp2D7Pki1JK7SdojOgfsW8Xj5j1/s1600/DSC02176.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGMwMKngZXCW_pdwcEuVllqu_K_dpj6GwqgQHuwtG0Yt7Uun3AAI-kl1h4eBAW94IJDb05-OvaSHkW0lJmZFT4EMTnQwRyu1AT_Ww610IV2zusnp11hmp2D7Pki1JK7SdojOgfsW8Xj5j1/s400/DSC02176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489992196505075682" border="0" /></a><br />Year 1996, class photo,me(the boy sitting on the second chair from right hand side)<br />Tadika Rama- rama...I think no body can remember the name of their form teacher during kindergarten, so...I won't feel sorry about that.hahaha.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihQ7_Y4pNsu7xQ4AB6LaU7fReAauwO7yBTcRXHCs6zDFqSXTL9hDyFDKprh4MbhlpA6wnzD9Tb17bRkB1PyTb1dFOc-w6lzj1DH4696f3I-8GCK9Vw0FQ8UtIEhumg8O5fjZC7cA7UPUEW/s1600/DSC02182.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 394px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihQ7_Y4pNsu7xQ4AB6LaU7fReAauwO7yBTcRXHCs6zDFqSXTL9hDyFDKprh4MbhlpA6wnzD9Tb17bRkB1PyTb1dFOc-w6lzj1DH4696f3I-8GCK9Vw0FQ8UtIEhumg8O5fjZC7cA7UPUEW/s400/DSC02182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489988577194533170" border="0" /></a><br />Nothing to say about myself in this photo....I know how to marching since 1996<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBCp4cklY7rII6wfdS_MQ3XLOP-YYqKwxQ14JW6yR2p-XVTsIGiwuWGIQlk39slCqAAb0kQQDMOcpzBlDqYP7dUZy8DBOaQRi8D-ObEaYf5E07IaENleaE6bn04GWhAocCOh3J9h1rsDgE/s1600/DSC02179.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBCp4cklY7rII6wfdS_MQ3XLOP-YYqKwxQ14JW6yR2p-XVTsIGiwuWGIQlk39slCqAAb0kQQDMOcpzBlDqYP7dUZy8DBOaQRi8D-ObEaYf5E07IaENleaE6bn04GWhAocCOh3J9h1rsDgE/s400/DSC02179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489988571929910642" border="0" /></a><br />This photo is taken in the end of year 1996..<br />My SCHOOL is having an annual dinner...that is the first time I have my own story telling on top of the stage...the story is talking about a cow had climbed up to a tree but can't come down....<br />haha....keep moo moo'ing there.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO_GFB53aoP-kpXu3n87xV2xTg4shHYAFX9wbTb4pTlEfK9t2nDx6xcr3JUgsKYvqncwD5G-QvvzsA2d7-M64xe3X6WScSFeU-GEETgM4KwGmV6NnEkHAvkEy5d4Q7A0nyG1CuivstBmsw/s1600/DSC02180.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO_GFB53aoP-kpXu3n87xV2xTg4shHYAFX9wbTb4pTlEfK9t2nDx6xcr3JUgsKYvqncwD5G-QvvzsA2d7-M64xe3X6WScSFeU-GEETgM4KwGmV6NnEkHAvkEy5d4Q7A0nyG1CuivstBmsw/s400/DSC02180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489988557648512802" border="0" /></a><br />Year 1997....so serious man......<br /><br /><br />I cant remember much...just know that I am a kid...NAIVE.haha<br />And, my mum cut my hair for me~hahaGermaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-67078405322592532522010-07-04T17:36:00.004+08:002010-07-04T20:15:32.435+08:00Year of 2001<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBN77sV-AAIDiWUNKdhfG1IjW3nSiSBXPA6GExM_JkIH8DBkRhhXxE1F6dIyHL2qQspO_Zwd8i1UFdSrQ7tGvtX99QVYPaaCkq-qQ4oJjHwCfk6-r49PCNSqnPwN-H3qzhEXFHHVoetHVE/s1600/DSC02195.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBN77sV-AAIDiWUNKdhfG1IjW3nSiSBXPA6GExM_JkIH8DBkRhhXxE1F6dIyHL2qQspO_Zwd8i1UFdSrQ7tGvtX99QVYPaaCkq-qQ4oJjHwCfk6-r49PCNSqnPwN-H3qzhEXFHHVoetHVE/s400/DSC02195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489982570243133410" border="0" /></a><br />A photo taken in year 2001.......Kar Chuan, Mei Jun and teacher...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF3vR5rLpQRt4wB6dhyphenhyphen3lGZp5dUDuFjHRliNBMBKNPHD61TCpm7VA7mQhpor_yd3hJ_ehMRWnp7gfEIXmW7IWz1A6aKOoxEn31eMr3l7nxN_oYt6xuxkzO6nXZvfEyP6-pw-ZJHF_fGlxB/s1600/DSC02200.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF3vR5rLpQRt4wB6dhyphenhyphen3lGZp5dUDuFjHRliNBMBKNPHD61TCpm7VA7mQhpor_yd3hJ_ehMRWnp7gfEIXmW7IWz1A6aKOoxEn31eMr3l7nxN_oYt6xuxkzO6nXZvfEyP6-pw-ZJHF_fGlxB/s400/DSC02200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489982563476257970" border="0" /></a><br />I found something teacher wrote to me in year 2oo1...memorable..<br />Still got address and phone number some more.....haha..she came to our school just for a short period...then transfer to another place at last.<br />I think she is married now.haha..for sure.<br /><br />These is just what I can found for year 2001...no historical material were founded for year 1998, 1999, 2000 and 2002....Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-89634079182556346432010-07-04T16:58:00.003+08:002010-07-04T20:16:01.790+08:00Year of 2003<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_fsseC__eTycR3SrIDtltzsBeqxOfDSdyUbhyphenhyphenwxuJV6Pk4labsxl7fQoZsbp4HJ6NQCv8eKiZIfYM0RXdNLv90GRv5VEj1AtBEb2f461h6CdKoaIulBAXdI-VC_y29m3fvfgBlZvAOp4s/s1600/DSC02199.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_fsseC__eTycR3SrIDtltzsBeqxOfDSdyUbhyphenhyphenwxuJV6Pk4labsxl7fQoZsbp4HJ6NQCv8eKiZIfYM0RXdNLv90GRv5VEj1AtBEb2f461h6CdKoaIulBAXdI-VC_y29m3fvfgBlZvAOp4s/s400/DSC02199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489975082306732418" border="0" /></a><br />Trip to don't no where, forgotten....I am hiding somewhere...haha.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZES9iRbmgwbUe3GqQr0BG2VkkyiN7sWDvqmonrCqQM9S0IPmLGnGNpW8okH9q-TjEuoanRWLffVNX2Ev3MJq4s4RXXNravmGMJs7L1hAxFosHCT5OQIMPn9Fy5-Gfq-zkQcCYjuN8_chM/s1600/DSC02177.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZES9iRbmgwbUe3GqQr0BG2VkkyiN7sWDvqmonrCqQM9S0IPmLGnGNpW8okH9q-TjEuoanRWLffVNX2Ev3MJq4s4RXXNravmGMJs7L1hAxFosHCT5OQIMPn9Fy5-Gfq-zkQcCYjuN8_chM/s400/DSC02177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489975073785455058" border="0" /></a><br />Class photo...class 6A,me(second row count from bottom,the second guy<br />from left hand side.)<br />CURRYPUFF HAIR STYLE....HAHAHA....<br /><br />The year for the ending of primary school life...I love my primary school so so so much.<br />I miss all those happy time so much.........my friends...my teachers...my class...and many many more.<br />THE TURNING POINT OF MY LIFE.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">If you find out there is a ball lining at the top row in the photo.... please don't be supprise, that is Chee Wei. hahahahahaha..............</span>Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-30853347119985664922010-07-04T16:37:00.003+08:002010-07-04T16:58:31.807+08:00Year of 2004<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGVnAL_im1PXw_f49qpP0HSZ_lQRUorAhpjyCa83V6DZbqA617xyKrSx6CjtZRilmSakCkzXFw2kfgolRD2R1KLuPzCk9NZ-z1nsGUt-mMR_75LUYi9yWbNTrceIgR6RHCFh5ITo8I15fT/s1600/DSC02198.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGVnAL_im1PXw_f49qpP0HSZ_lQRUorAhpjyCa83V6DZbqA617xyKrSx6CjtZRilmSakCkzXFw2kfgolRD2R1KLuPzCk9NZ-z1nsGUt-mMR_75LUYi9yWbNTrceIgR6RHCFh5ITo8I15fT/s400/DSC02198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489967984160607922" border="0" /></a><br />1C5:me(top row,second guy from left hand side)<br />how a silly look am I..<br />Once again...I cant remember my form teacher name...<br /><br />In the beginning of Year 2004...I hate SAM TET since the first day I enter to this school, a new environment to me, everything was new to me...I am scared. I lost my primary school friends...AND ALL THOSE BLOODY SCHOOL RULES....luckily I am not alone....Teng Weng Hoe was sitting beside me.haha....my primary school friend.<br /><br />Again...I can't find any historical materials for year 2005, that is the first time 4me to being a monitor...haha. A monitor that doesn't follow instructions...brave enough.Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-70764889129049874462010-07-04T16:13:00.005+08:002010-07-04T20:35:09.074+08:00Year of 2006<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhttmm-igD-_BRwYe4Bx4rd8NwABNI4vBnJnYKRyaCq-jq9O4Rb8JI3JLXIscXiMmsFskI_C_ZcW2A3zV9eN2HCgMAWUDcL70B5zirnu7KHDtzBCvCWhCTiPq5EE0aRP2K0omauJJPpyPX3/s1600/DSC02197.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhttmm-igD-_BRwYe4Bx4rd8NwABNI4vBnJnYKRyaCq-jq9O4Rb8JI3JLXIscXiMmsFskI_C_ZcW2A3zV9eN2HCgMAWUDcL70B5zirnu7KHDtzBCvCWhCTiPq5EE0aRP2K0omauJJPpyPX3/s400/DSC02197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489963269187072866" border="0" /></a><br />First of all i feel so sorry because i can't remmember the name of my form teacher.<br />3C4,me( the top row last guy from right hand side)<br /><br />Can't remember much...just know that was the naughtiest year in my life, dye hair...rude words..and so on...haha...everything change in the starting of year2007,but unfortunately, I can't find any photo for that year...erm...I met Lian Shen in beginning of year 2007...and,his girlfriend in year 2oo8...haha..fate.Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226950116153908823.post-57537869082606689292010-07-04T15:25:00.006+08:002010-07-04T20:33:45.272+08:00Year of 2008<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzTbbCxi4P_rG3BkU7riOBqtPbDrk4MtG4iqrzw2F9SVMHXaqK7xtq_f_65joAbciUEQnwMZrhEtVwW4NHa9XF0Xt_nkkqOuiB0Co42TNgXik_KFYvNjUKJ7fVVE4HtazhskThzfeFZSgw/s1600/DSC01181.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzTbbCxi4P_rG3BkU7riOBqtPbDrk4MtG4iqrzw2F9SVMHXaqK7xtq_f_65joAbciUEQnwMZrhEtVwW4NHa9XF0Xt_nkkqOuiB0Co42TNgXik_KFYvNjUKJ7fVVE4HtazhskThzfeFZSgw/s400/DSC01181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489951097044034722" border="0" /></a><br />Xuan Song... my primary school friend...still remember that wego for tuisyen together, Chee Wei is holding the camera I think.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPIo6vQnegN-1irgITIgDpaZntpyVC4e66hgWmfWHL6QKhlcClZOp-VK6KCSBQIad0LEFGHR1mdzugydAvL1kOBQQHrXY7jvq1b4Yd_2Ie3Tj0_qHSmyGftY9XJXRJzLxTxZLmif6aGxBh/s1600/P1020477+%282%29.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPIo6vQnegN-1irgITIgDpaZntpyVC4e66hgWmfWHL6QKhlcClZOp-VK6KCSBQIad0LEFGHR1mdzugydAvL1kOBQQHrXY7jvq1b4Yd_2Ie3Tj0_qHSmyGftY9XJXRJzLxTxZLmif6aGxBh/s400/P1020477+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489951089967460290" border="0" /></a><br />Form5 Graduation Day...my dear classmate and friends.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2KJlsx_Wl-jEDf6NsN4iOOelciZSm4-BQDdS_RhPIHpdBhJ3BFqnjQJRXxXLvl0UTr-cQ1OSYkoS2aOabmTuD2ZDdzPbKx_Dzt2lmoyOdjexZkvtm1M1RyN2_EbZfayvkaX5waYrhMWBU/s1600/DSC02194.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2KJlsx_Wl-jEDf6NsN4iOOelciZSm4-BQDdS_RhPIHpdBhJ3BFqnjQJRXxXLvl0UTr-cQ1OSYkoS2aOabmTuD2ZDdzPbKx_Dzt2lmoyOdjexZkvtm1M1RyN2_EbZfayvkaX5waYrhMWBU/s400/DSC02194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489951077562346786" border="0" /></a><br />5S3...me(second row count from bottom,the last guy in the left hand side)<br />Mr.Bala, i still remember u man...sit like a head of gangster.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbMc-2yRE73Un6iEvzxjeGrCk51vL2k_vbQYbUpXH3I4gdollpu_TEKPuKZILaa6tUOnvnu29xwSQf6Frbs710jHlS_SQ1Tyr6y2-0RtDYpJKLTGvVDeTrN04yIQz_O89wyL9JFszUYeQi/s1600/~~~~+%282%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 288px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbMc-2yRE73Un6iEvzxjeGrCk51vL2k_vbQYbUpXH3I4gdollpu_TEKPuKZILaa6tUOnvnu29xwSQf6Frbs710jHlS_SQ1Tyr6y2-0RtDYpJKLTGvVDeTrN04yIQz_O89wyL9JFszUYeQi/s400/~~~~+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489951071416936082" border="0" /></a><br />End of year2oo8, the best gang ever...start from left hand side,<br />second row:KaiXin,YeeMun,LingYee,YuanTing,MunYee,LianShen,Jingle<br />me.<br />First row,left hand side: JunYean,CheeWei,monkey or gorila,XuanSong.<br />Photo taken in Germ's home.<br /><br /><br /><br />Year of 2008, the happiest year and time to me....my best gang...best friends....but why can't last long...fate. Everything just like happened yesterday...haizhaiz...Germaine Voohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462735774490585911noreply@blogger.com0