<?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-5861892062627215417</id><updated>2011-08-05T12:22:32.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Pieces of Bruce</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-1287495671621106042</id><published>2010-11-08T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T05:39:08.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good VS Evil</title><content type='html'>It's November now, most people will be facing their crucial exams soon, after that a long holiday await them. I won't be having this, so why bother thinking about it. Anyway, there is a new thought &amp;nbsp;pondering in my head: What is Good? What is Evil?. Now, I'm going to share some of my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my thinking, I'd say an action, or a doing cannot be decided whether it is good or bad. It's the intention, the thoughts that matters. I think in our life, a lot of things have been overlooked in the point of religion. I'm not saying religion is careless, it's just sometimes a lot of things should be considered before a conclusion can be made. I think, a sin, is not a sin unless the intention is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say an example. Killing people, if I'm not mistaken is consider a sin right? If a normal person, went on and killed other person, automatically people rate him as "bad, insane, horrible, a sin". Normally, people would say he'd go to hell, not deserve being a human, etc. Eventually, he will 'pay' for what he had done like stay in prison, death sentence, etc. BUT, if the similar situation happen to a police or a law enforcer, the outcome will be TOTALLY different. For example, if a police faced a robber, and that robber threatened to murder the hostages. In this situation, if that police managed to shoot the robber, and killed him in process, automatically that police will be rated as "saviour, professional, done a good deed". Eventually, he will get honoured for KILLING that robber. So does that mean that robber 'deserve' to die? In that sense, killing people is not a sin?&amp;nbsp;Come on people, it's still KILLING people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give another example. Lie, fraud is consider a sin. So, lying under any circumstance is also a sin. Correct me if I'm wrong. If that is the case, I believe none of mortal here is sinless. (this is what I believe, if you who read this is&amp;nbsp;Truly&amp;nbsp;haven't done ANYTHING wrong in your entire life, then I apologise). If I'm not mistaken, all people who have done wrong, or sinned will be banned to Hell. I believe non of us here will be going to heaven, as heaven is exclusively for those who never done anything wrong. Back to lying, what I think is if you never lied in your life, I don't believe that you can survive until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg, if you are a doctor, and your patient is going to die in 2 months due to cancer, how do you intend to tell him/her? Will you say: "I'm sorry to say but you are going to die in 2 months." or "have faith, you have the chance to become better". If you choose the first statement, good for you. You did a good job. If you choose the 2nd statement, you just lied to him/her. You can argue that you did not lie by saying that you just didn't told him that he would die soon. In that way, you can continue cheating yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is Good or Evil, is not based on the act, but it's based on the intention of doing it. Actually you should say based on how people judge it. Some religions may have other&amp;nbsp;explanation&amp;nbsp;or believes, but what I understand now is this. No offence to any party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-1287495671621106042?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/1287495671621106042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=1287495671621106042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/1287495671621106042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/1287495671621106042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-vs-evil.html' title='Good VS Evil'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-7155141250642459150</id><published>2010-09-17T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T09:07:37.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Chapter</title><content type='html'>Finally, I was popped back into the real world. For the past whole year, I have been feeling miserable about myself. I was thinking: " Why the heck am I so unlucky?" "why can't things just go according to plan?". Now, for one reason, I was kicked back into the reality. It actually feels good to got that kick. I understand finally that is just a little part of life. That kick let me think of a lot of things. A lot of time I have wasted just thinking of unhelpful things. But it's not too late to now. Looking forward is the best option I have now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking back I feels kinda stupid, but it's worth it. Though bitterness is still there, but getting the clearer horizon of life is the better part of it. Another lesson learnt today. But I cant help but wonder: when will my time come? When will she appear into my life? Haha... For now, I won't think of this question. I'll just let this to fate. Even though I like to plan my life, but I know that some things are not controlled by myself. So, let it be~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that I can have a peek into the future. But it will spoilt the fun. It's kinda exciting awaiting what's coming to you next! Haha... So, I'll just say to the world: Bring it on!!! Oh yeah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-7155141250642459150?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/7155141250642459150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=7155141250642459150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/7155141250642459150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/7155141250642459150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-chapter.html' title='A New Chapter'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-6607219996294884330</id><published>2010-09-17T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T08:47:26.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Break 2010</title><content type='html'>So, here comes my new blog update. The whole week, is really fun. Meet up with the old friends, chat along, saying goodbyes, wishing good lucks. It seems like after this holiday, a lot of my friends are leaving this country. JPA scholars, Singapore offers, KPM scholars, etc... I wonder how long it takes for us to meet up again in this homeland. Life is like sitting in a train. For a time, you are sitting with people around you. When the next station comes, new people comes in and some others gone out. It's been keep on changing, until the final destination is reached..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a wonderful week back here. Still feels the old friends are closer. Maybe in University everything is different. It's the stage where everyone is stepping into adulthood, different social stages perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hereby I wana wish all my friends who are going for further studies, have a safe journey and all the best out there. Just give me a call or a message if you need anything. Or just drop by just say hello. Bon Voyage my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-6607219996294884330?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/6607219996294884330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=6607219996294884330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/6607219996294884330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/6607219996294884330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya-break-2010.html' title='Raya Break 2010'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-3951558498116594176</id><published>2010-08-21T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T08:48:30.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Break After The Mental Torture.</title><content type='html'>Well, one week is gone since the day I came back from the post-block(CNS) holiday. It's not quite a real holiday actually, just most of us took it for granted. We were suppose to discuss about our research during that week, as the name of the week implies: "Research Week". But you see, UNIMAS Medical Programme is not famous for it's holidays, so if you find one week, that there are no core lectures to attend, left with just English and Malay classes (who gives a damn about it anyway), a sane person sure go for a holiday or just go home.&amp;nbsp;I planned to go for vacation during that week, just some&amp;nbsp;unforeseen events occurred, so that plan changed from a vacation to a trip back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing worth noting on my way back. Once I reach home, I feels like: "Ah... It's good to be back." Moreover, there is a new member added recently into our family ~~ Kobi. Don't worry, I'm not having a new baby brother. Kobi is the little dog that my mom took him back a month ago. Kobi never seen me before. When I reach home, she didn't bark at me. What surprises me is, she walks to me and wriggle it's tail!! Plus, she licks my finger!!! Haha... So, Kobi and I have literally no problem getting to know each other. She's a naughty dog. My mom gave her a small doll, which she likes to bite and shake her head with it. The whole week I spent my time with Kobi, she entertains me a lot. Too bad I can't take her together with me on the plane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one. Following that I went to UKM to catch up with my friend, Paul. Coming back at last week it not a good timing. While everyone is preparing for studies, mid-term, assignments, I'm the only one who can swings my leg and do nothing. So, I decided to kacau my friend in UKM. The UKM trip is a pleasant one. Saw a lot of old friends, know a few more new friends. I believe walking around is much much better than sitting and just study. Studies are dead, humans are alive, live life to the fullest!!! It's a great pleasure during the trip. Since I'm staying in Paul's hostel, I can meet with my friends in health science courses. Went to some of their lectures too. Even though at UKM, I'm in a different environment, with strangers all around, I still managed to sleep in the lectures. Muahaha... Luckily their lectures didn't discover me. Or else... I don't care anyway. They don;t have my record, I can just run out from the lecture. They wont see me again. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, what worth noting is of course, hometown and home-cooked food. I really missed them a lot. I think everyone are the same. Somehow, even though the food where you were born is neither as expensive nor tastier than other places, you just love to eat back at your hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies whenever you are happy. So, a week later, back to this place. It starts all over. Again. Really looking forward fot the next holiday. Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-3951558498116594176?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/3951558498116594176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=3951558498116594176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/3951558498116594176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/3951558498116594176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2010/08/break-after-mental-torture.html' title='A Break After The Mental Torture.'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-2242771954349376376</id><published>2010-06-27T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T12:03:05.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Real</title><content type='html'>I just had the realest dream of my life. Everything that happen, it seemed so real, so solid. this is the first time I had this kind of dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a normal evening, where I was jogging in a garden. When I jogged to a gym like stadium, I entered. It was a normal gymnastic stadium, very spacious, very wide, but the ceiling is a bit low. When I entered, there is an old man, with a young little girl, a baby girl. They are playing in a trampoline. Both of them were playing very happily, with the little baby girl bouncing up and down on the trampoline. Everything seems so calm and joyful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, the baby girl started to bounce higher and higher. At that time, I was standing a few meters away from them, watching them play with a smile on my face. It happen so fast, the baby girl all of &amp;nbsp;sudden was bounced high up in the air. Before I realise what was happening, the baby girl drop down, and once again bounced back to the air. But this time, the angle is wrong, and it was too high, she hit the ceiling of the stadium, and falling down at an alarming speed towards the solid cemented floor. Without second thought I sped towards her. When the baby girl nearly hits the ground, I flung myself towards her, hoping to catch her before she hits the ground. I was too late, the baby girl was just an inch away, so close to my finger tips, but I missed her. With a loud thud, she hit the floor, I only manage to catch her when she rebound from the floor, but everything is too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, she seems okay. Then, she started to cry. I hold her up with both of my hands, I can feel that her head is swelling from behind, very warm from touch. Immediately, I ran towards the door, and ran towards the direction of the hospital. I saw the hospital is not far from the place I am, so I just ran and ran. The hospital seems to be further than I expected. With all my might, I speed towards the hospital, before I reach the hospital, my legs started to give away. I can feel my leg&amp;nbsp;wobbling, as though my leg had turned into jelly. But I continue to ran, I don't care if there is any car on the road. All I know is to reach the hospital in the shortest time possible. Finally I reached the hospital. I take a look at the baby once more, I saw her face is&amp;nbsp;smiling&amp;nbsp;at me, her smile so radiating, like a sunshine, the sunshine that shine through me, it's like coursing for me the energy to move on. Along the way to the emergency department, the people seems to come from no where, I pushed and shoved, half running all the way, in the meantime shouting for a doctor. It seems like an eternity finding a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally found &amp;nbsp;doctor, I look at the baby, but everything was too late. Her radiating smile on her face has faded away, her body turned icy cold. My hands were shaking, I felt like the world has just crushed on me, I dropped kneeling on the ground. Tears uncontrollably streamed across my cheeks, I screamed at the doctor to save her, but he just shake his head and doing nothing, telling me it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cuddled her on my chest, I screamed. I screamed for the pain, the anger, the despair that I felt in my heart. I feels like a thousand knife just sliced through my heart, the pain was just unbearable. I knew that I went mad next. The memory is blur, but I manage to catch some picture of the scene. I remember someone was pulling me, and another guy gently took the baby away. I was like a man who just lost everything, the kind of helplessness that &amp;nbsp;no man can bear. I was sent to a room, in there, I screamed out loud, I punched the bed, I dropped to the ground like a pile of sheet, I cant move my body. As I sucked in a deep breath, I woke up. I found that I was crying. This is the first time a dream can be so real, so solid, like I just went through it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on my bed for a few minutes, and I'm happy that it's just a dream. So I just switched on my laptop, and write the whole story down, before I forget about it. It's the dream I never had before, so real and solid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-2242771954349376376?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/2242771954349376376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=2242771954349376376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/2242771954349376376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/2242771954349376376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-real.html' title='So Real'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-3431980674882241520</id><published>2010-06-27T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T09:07:48.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Down, Four To Go.</title><content type='html'>Time wait for no man. Everyday, everything is on the move, nothing will stop or even pause when you idle around. Watching time pass by, sometimes you dread the coming day, sometimes you can't help but hope that the day will be longer, nevertheless, it will still come. By the time it's over, when you recall back, one down, more to go.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two days ago, when I tuned up to the radio, I listened to the memoir of Micheal Jackson. It's been a year then, Micheal Jackson went to the other realm. It seems like a blink to all that happened the whole year before. As though I was sitting in a car, the view just passed by the window in a flash. I went through the high, the low and I felt that I grown up a little more. Already entering the second decade of my life, I can feel that things changes along the way. Just a few weeks before, I received a news that my friend is getting married. It's like... Wow... I only realise that we are that age already. Either way, I still feels like it's not yet the time for me to do this. Come on, I cant even support myself, how am i suppose to take care of my other half? Moreover if a little guy is born? Whoa... All hell break lose...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been 3 weeks since I came back to the land of Hornbills. During the one week holiday before, it's the best week I had in a long time. All my friends, family I missed. I had a great time hanging out with them. Before the holiday, I have a crazy idea that I want to study during the holiday. By the time I reach my house, I think: "To hell the books. I won't give a damn about it." As a result, the only book I took back, stayed in the bag the whole week, no chance to see the light. Ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankly, high school friends are still the best friend around. Even though it's a long time we haven't meet each other, by the time we met, we were like back to the good old days. Everyone walks a different path now... Within 2 months, all of us will be&amp;nbsp;separated&amp;nbsp;all over the world. JPA scholars will be flying overseas, while the others are distributed throughout the universities in the country. I think meeting once a year would not be easy any more. Anyway, I wish everyone good luck in whatever path you have chosen. I hope that our friendship will last till the day we go into the void.&amp;nbsp;Bon voyage to my friends who are going overseas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm grateful that I finish my first year without much problem in studies, but the real challenge only starts now. I really hope that I can endure all this and went through it smoothly. I guess I'll just need to strive hard, much harder I think. God bless me~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-3431980674882241520?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/3431980674882241520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=3431980674882241520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/3431980674882241520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/3431980674882241520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-down-four-to-go.html' title='One Down, Four To Go.'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-3013730763609453537</id><published>2010-05-26T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T10:02:39.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary of 2009/2010.</title><content type='html'>It's been a time since i've updated my blog. But anyway, a lot of things have gone throughout these two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I say time flies? Because i really don't feel the time really hangs around. Everyday, the time is just packed up like sardins in the can. Morning wake up, lecture, revise, facebook, until the time when i'm exhausted, sleep. More or less, my day just passed like that. U can say that is dull, dry, boring, whatever. I just felt nothing. Maybe I've adapted to this kinda lifestyle. It's kinda hard not to adapt actually. I'm here, oversea(really over the sea), alone, single and available, stay in a single room, with two little black ants constantly accompanying me(I love u guys!). If I don't accept the fact, how am I suppose to move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take a step backwards, and look at my past one year all over again. I'll try to summarize them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see, of course first thing i came here of course is trying to adapt myself. Even though Sarawak is still the same country and &lt;i&gt;Homo Sapiens &lt;/i&gt;all over the place, things, people, events, culture, this and that are... You can say that is different, yet not so different. Of course chinese still eat pork here, just the way of communicating and socialising is different. It's hard you know. New people, new attitude, new kind of judgement, new kinda mentality... But I found it cool, and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one incident, which is not very pleasant, but i learnt a lot of things from there. Yeah, I admit that i'm a bit of an arrogant guy. One year before, this is what I think: I've good grades, got into medical school, sports not bad, good looking(don't envy please), sociable, leadership, blah blah blah... Come on! Let's face it, a lot of the people here have those criteria I have. Anyway, back to the incident, full story please refer to the post titled: Roller Coaster of Life. I meet different kind of people, who have their own thoughts and ideas, for me kinda never encounter before. It's a bit of a mental shock. But I learnt that people can go to great lengths when they don't want something that they don't like to happen. Kinda shocked. But anyway, I hope things can smooth out. My opinion is just eyes should be opened wider, to see a clearer picture, conversation is to be build, to learn that person better. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one part. Next part i'm going to talk about is erm... Human-to-human communication. I think universities should set up a course on this subject. Every human, is different. Most can be strangers, some can be friends, some can be enemies, few can be into relationships, only a handful can be truthful. Universities, everyone is a grown-up(even though still below 21, but who cares...). Have their own thoughts, own mentality, own stand, and own philosophy. First day when you talk to them, you get along well. But soon enough, they can see you as total strangers. What I can say is, even though we meet everyday, maybe talk a lot of times, have lunch together..... but you still not sure whether u call him a friend?&amp;nbsp;Colleague? Partner? Enemy? Stranger? It's just cant fall into neither of these categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In schooling time, moral textbooks said a lot of teachings such as treat people truthful, honest, kind hearted... Well, that can remain as textbook lessons. Practically, in University, if you apply all those moral values, I'm not sure how long you can stand, if you can survive over it. Hello~ wake up! You are not in school anymore, university is the last step before you enter into the real world. So, I suggest start using your brain to interpret everything you face in university. &lt;b&gt;Don't just simply give your heart away, as you may not take it back...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Next, is the "colourful" life of a medical student. It's colourful you know. All the anatomy diagrams, biochemistry flow, all come with colours in reference books(please don't count photostat books, black and white is not colour). They are our friends. Saying more hello to them than to a &lt;i&gt;Homo Sapien. &lt;/i&gt;One thing I enjoy among those studies are just anatomy. Kinda easy for me to remember those muscles, nerves, bones. E.g.: I may have Carpal Tunnel Syndrone due to prolonged compression of my Median Nerve while I was typing this blog. Other than that, another thing I rather enjoy is the night life i've went so far. Haha... A great way to de-stress when the remixed music pound into the ears to the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, seems like I've written quite a long page. So as for the summary, everyone's life is difficult, it just depends on how that person want to life their life. I am who I am, I can tell you I dun like bowing to brute force. People with reasons I always accept. What I have to say to the world is: "Bring it on!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-3013730763609453537?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/3013730763609453537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=3013730763609453537' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/3013730763609453537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/3013730763609453537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2010/05/summary-of-20092010.html' title='Summary of 2009/2010.'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-1099921679356047703</id><published>2010-03-26T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T02:37:34.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend - ship</title><content type='html'>The moment you leave your house, you are on your own. Your families will be hard to support you when u are facing any problem. That's why, in the world, there exist characters known as friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why friendship is called friendship? It's because, a friend is as though a ship, which both of you ride through the sea, no matter facing huge waves, or at the calm sea, both will be supporting each other, and never let each other down. The support from each other is what makes a friendship priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the day i was exposed to the outside world, friends have became a very important character in my life. No matter what happen, happy, sad, glorious or even found relationship of your life, friends will be there to share with me. I think, when i entered university, the word 'friends' gave me a whole new perspective on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, while you are at class, with those who are sitting by your side, you laugh with them, chat with them, and even eat with them, the relationship can be divided into several types. We can be friends,&amp;nbsp;colleagues, classmates, or even NOTHING at all. He or she may just be another normal person, those&amp;nbsp;pass-byers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i am ignorant, or maybe i'm naive, i think, i can treat anyone as friends, but sadly, not everyone treat you as friends too. Friends are the ones who support, cares, and most important of all, the ones who can be trusted. Trust, is the foundation of a friendship. If one day, when the trust is gone, the friendship will just ended. When a trust is lost, it will be lost forever. Betrayal, is one big thing that should not ever happen between a friendship. There is no big deal of losing a friend, the big deal is you the betrayer lose the purpose of having a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby wish everyone appreciate your friends, as true friends one thing you cant get with money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-1099921679356047703?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/1099921679356047703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=1099921679356047703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/1099921679356047703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/1099921679356047703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2010/03/friend-ship.html' title='Friend - ship'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-3204370063682027862</id><published>2010-02-17T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:48:35.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering The Times...</title><content type='html'>In a blink of an eye, there goes 2009, here comes 2010. And moreover, Chinese New Year already entered the 5th day!!! Such a long time i haven't update my blog, since that incident. Haha.. Either way, I'm a free man now!! That's what matters!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll first talk about a bit about the things before CNY. Entered a new block, into the Musculoskeletal block, you can say is a great/worse block. Great: ALL aboput anatomy, which i like the most. Worse: Too much to handle!! haha... Either way, i found it relatively easy to remember them. I prefer to study things that i can see with my own eyes. More or less a bit picture memory i think. If u want me to read about things i cant see, or imagine, woo... It's real hard work!! Before i came back to Ipoh, the feelings are indeed unbearable. "When is 12th May going to come..." (The day my flight fly back to penang.). And why the hell that Quiz 2 need to be postponed?! I wanna go shopping after the quiz... Luckily, i still managed to buy a few shirts for CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the Friday i have been waiting for arrived. Strangely, i just needed 1 hour to pack up my things. And one great thing is, PBL is done on Thursday!! The whole evening i'm free, waiting for my flight. The whole evening is walking like a tortoise.. The flight back is delayed too!! Crap... But, i still managed to fly back.. Wakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st and 2nd day of CNY passed by with the usual routine every year... Eat, visit, talk, play, gamble, and sleep. Most important of all, collect ang pau!! Come to the 3rd day, I came back to ipoh. haha... The first thing i do is gone to Sing K.. Haha... Sang the whole evening, and at night gone to meet a friend of mine. Both of us long time didn't see each other, there's a lot of things to catch up. Haha... She talked most of it after all... XD. We planned to watch movie at first. But the cinema is crowded with people. Both cinema in ipoh all swarmed with people!! So that night we just drink n talk. Dunno what happened to my car, when we wanna go home, my car couldn't start. That scared the crap out of me!! 15 minutes later, with read a few OMITOFUO, my car regain senses. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 4th day, I go out again, with my Sam Tet friends.. For the whole evening, we talked and talked... And drinked a lot of water. haha... Too bad somebody fly aeroplane, din come as said. Either way, I enjoyed the whole evening. At night, I go out again, with 2 friends. Again, we talked the whole night. I wonder why I cant keep my mouth shut.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the following days, my days are packed. More gathering, as most of us gone fly next year. JPA scholars gona leave, and all other else got sent to diff uni... I hope this wont be our last time to meet everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's for now.... I wish everyone have a great holiday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-3204370063682027862?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/3204370063682027862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=3204370063682027862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/3204370063682027862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/3204370063682027862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2010/02/remembering-times.html' title='Remembering The Times...'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-1168824963501142207</id><published>2009-12-17T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:25:26.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HONTO NI GOMEN NASAI URESHITE KUDASAI (Really, I'm sorry)</title><content type='html'>The day has finally arrived. The time has come, for the testament to be read. My mind has been racing on for the whole day. But one thing now I know for sure is: it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, i have done things, rude things that made them dislike me. I realise, that the source of this ending is coming from me myself. For too long, I'm ignorant, arrogant, and in denial. Humans, are one strange kind of mammal. You will not truly realise, after the consequence is right in front of you. I knew that it's not a good thing to express freely through words. But still, I have done it. The skill of perseverance and humble, are the skill I still need to hone. Words, is more powerful than any weapon on earth. A knife or a bullet, can only harm your very flesh. Words, on the other hand, can not only harm your soul, it can harm anyone around you, including yourself. For now, I know I'm not the best guy to be with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have not written those things I wrote. But, what done is done. The damage is done. Nothing can reverse and undone it. People, especially the one I cared the most, and her people surrounds her have been hurt by my words. I will bear the consequences that I have caused. What goes around comes around. All I want to do, is to apologise for my rudeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom that it may concern: I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-1168824963501142207?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/1168824963501142207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=1168824963501142207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/1168824963501142207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/1168824963501142207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2009/12/honto-ni-gomen-nasai-ureshite-kudasai.html' title='HONTO NI GOMEN NASAI URESHITE KUDASAI (Really, I&apos;m sorry)'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-6530463255028246161</id><published>2009-12-16T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T06:24:17.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster of Life 3 - Mask</title><content type='html'>19 years, 9 months and 16 days, The Dark Knight have lived. Almost going to reach the second decade of life. For so long, The Dark Knight have been to so many places, so many occasion, and seen so much people. Different kind of people.. Everyday, the moment I step out into the street, I can see so many unfamiliar faces pass by. Faces I do not recognise, faces that maybe I only see once in my lifetime, or faces that I will look at for many parts of my life. But still, these faces are all masks. Everyone will present their disguised face, with their own designed mask, the moment they come in contact with human being. Some would say that they are sincere, they present who they are, unfortunately, no matter how you say it, there will be some part that you will only keep to yourself. This a fact. Nothing can change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I admit that I have my own designed mask. Everyday, the moment I open my door, I have already wore on a mask, which everyone will see, or accurately, the mask that most people would like to see. Many people say that we must be honest, we must be true to yourself, so not lie to people. Lying is wrong. But, whoever said this, aren't they wearing a mask? Are they definitely sure that they stripped away all their mask, all their disguise, all their denials? I guess no. Living in this world, it's not about how sincere you are, it's not about how true you are, it's all about how you present yourself. I guess many would disagree with me. The mask on their faces, already wore too long, too often. Long enough that you think that you are what you disguising. People lost their own identity, to the cruelty of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying across the sea, landed on a brand new place, it's a brand new adventure for the Dark knight. The Dark knight is entering into another chapter of life, a chapter where the warm hands of parents will seldom be felt, a chapter where The Dark Knight himself will have to face on his own. Entering into this chapter, Dark knight have gone through a lot of things, and seen a lot of faces. The face of backstabbers, the face of dictators, the face of power claws. Unfortunately, these are the faces that control most part of the world. These are the faces that make other lives difficult, while making their own better. Darkness surrounds the hearts of people. However, from the overwhelming darkness, there are a glimpse of light. These light, are lighted by the faces of friend, the face of concern and the face of love. Many people, too engrossed in their own darkness, and they will never see the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not angry with these people, cause they are too pity for themselves. Living a life, where darkness is all they see, there is no point in angry with them. Anger, rush, and hatred will not make them discover the light, another way round, it will only fuel their darkness. One thing i do not understand is, some people are just too shrouded by their own perceptions, where they will never ever see things from other's point of view. Giving presents, for someone's birthday, is just a normal thing to do. I can't figure out why, someone take it as a threat, as a hatred. What's wrong with giving present to a person celebrating her birthday? Anyway, i pity those with such narrow minded person. I hope something enable them to see things with wider prospective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mask, is the face of people. That's what I see from this world. I have my own perspective of live, I have my own life to live, and I have my own mask. Like it or not, I am what I wanna be. To those who would like to interfere with my life, there is one word for you, "pathetic". Have a pleasant Christmas and a happy new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-6530463255028246161?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/6530463255028246161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=6530463255028246161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/6530463255028246161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/6530463255028246161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2009/12/roller-coaster-of-life-3-mask.html' title='Roller Coaster of Life 3 - Mask'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-3555245276284227489</id><published>2009-11-05T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:25:51.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper and Dot</title><content type='html'>Once, I've seen an article that made me interested.&lt;br /&gt;One day, one person took out a piece of white paper, and draw a small dot on the paper. Then, he took the paper to the street. &lt;br /&gt;He asked a young man: "What have you seen?"&lt;br /&gt;The young man replied: "a small dot on the paper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he asked another man: "What have you seen?"&lt;br /&gt;The man replied: "a small dot on the paper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lady walked by, so he asked: "What have you seen?"&lt;br /&gt;Again, the lady gave the same answer: "a small dot on the paper"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continue to ask and ask, but all of the people he asked, he get the same answer over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he came across a cute little boy, around age of 3. He asked: "What have you seen, cute little guy?"&lt;br /&gt;The little boy replied: "Paper.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the adolescence and adults he asked, EVERY one of them noticed the small dot. But, when it comes to a pure mind of a child, a piece of paper is what he saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article made me think of a lot of things.. Why has everyone notice the tiny little dot, while neglecting the whole piece of paper? Why has everyone focus on the dark mark, while ignoring the whole piece of white places?&lt;br /&gt;When I think it with life, I realised, that is the reality. &lt;b&gt;No matter how good you are, people will just notice the bad part of you&lt;/b&gt;. Good deeds that you have done, will get the applause for that moment, or just ignored by people. After that, that memory just fade in people's mind. BUT, all the &lt;b&gt;bad deeds&lt;/b&gt; that you have done, &lt;b&gt;no matter how small it is&lt;/b&gt;, people will &lt;b&gt;notice it immediately&lt;/b&gt;. People just tend to focus on small matters, and neglected the whole big picture. Some people will just obsessed into some small matters, and got blinded on what happen around them.&lt;br /&gt;Rumours, scandal, cheating, breaking the law. These are the news that interest most people. I think these news is what makes newspapers as best selling reading materials on earth. How irony it is, people actually LIKE to watch people make mistake, watch tragedies. "September, 11th." Almost everyone i know buy themselves a copy of newspaper. "Donation for salvation army" I bet most people will neglect this article. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I realised that when I faced a problem, before that I just have one aim : solve it. It was really stress, if I cant solve it, whole day just no mood at all. Now, when problem suffice, I'll take a step back, and look at the problem, I mean the big picture. I found alternatives, that can solve the problem, the road not taken. That's what I learnt. I just hope that people will take a pit stop, think from others point of view, only then get on with the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you see is not equal to what happened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road not taken is not the wrong road taken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Peace to the world~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-3555245276284227489?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/3555245276284227489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=3555245276284227489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/3555245276284227489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/3555245276284227489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2009/11/paper-and-dot.html' title='Paper and Dot'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-5841588819621641812</id><published>2009-10-30T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:26:41.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster of Life 2 - At Mind's End</title><content type='html'>Night, has never seem so silent. Lying down on the bed, The Dark knight felt the emptyness surging around him. Rain, was spilling down from the dark sky, washing away everything around the Dark knight... Leaving behind the emptyness, and loneliness.. Staring away into the darkness, memories started flooding back into his mind. Every scene of life he faced recently, flashed across his eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, the memories drifted back to the day when The Dark Knight turned his back to the princess... Though the scar is still there, the pain is long gone. Life after the break up is just back to normal. Everyday, both the Dark knight and the princess went to the same institute in search of knowledge. Seeing each other everyday, while knowing that both of us can't be together is a pain that the Dark knight bear everytime he sees her. Either way, life must go on. We can't always live is our own memories, while neglecting what's around us all the time. In the time being, the career is still the main priority. Graduating from the institute is what the Dark knight aim for the moment he entered the institute. And he will allow nothing to step between him and his goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, human is still a human. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feelings is what makes us a human&lt;/span&gt;. Those living without any feelings, is better off become a corpse. No life at all. Even though we can't be couples, but the Dark knight hope that friendship can still exist between him and the princess. Sometimes, the Dark knight will find her to have a small chat, just a small chat between two good friends. While the dark knight and the princess are chatting, the Dark knight hoped that time can just pause a little longer, so that he can have a little more time to be with her. But in the heart of Dark knight, he knew that anything more than a friendship will bring him and the princess more harm than good. But soon, the Dark knight realised that even a small chat, can bring them a lot of harm. He was shocked, that someone is willing to do anything to stop him from contact with the princess. The Dark knight just couldn't understand, living in this modern era, what is the harm that two person talking with each other? Why should a life be so restricted? And the main things is, what has the Dark knight done, that made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; party so dislike him? These are the questions that pondered the Dark knight until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time, the Dark knight is thinking what he has done that make "them" so unhappy. I'm not doing any crime, I'm not involving in any harmful activities, I am also a medical student, results is almost the same with the white knight, most important of all, I did not harm the princess. I just couldn't think of what reason that make that party so dislike me. Sometimes alone, I asked that guy above that everybody worshiped :"How am I supposed to do?", "Can somebody just tell me of my wrong doings?". But, no luck so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are somethings I would like to say though. Like it or not, both of us are going to face each other for at least 5 years. You can't aspect we just walk away and think that nothing has happened. Doing things the ruthless way will not solve the problem. Sometimes we should stand in others prospective to look at the problem. Most important of all, the WHOLE thing is NO BIG DEAL. Relationship is just a small part of life. I wish that some party please do not magnify the problems. For now, studies is the most important thing for the Dark knight and the princess. The Dark knight do not hope that unpleasant things to occur, things that everyone will regret once it's done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-5841588819621641812?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/5841588819621641812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=5841588819621641812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/5841588819621641812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/5841588819621641812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2009/10/roller-coaster-of-life-2-at-minds-end.html' title='Roller Coaster of Life 2 - At Mind&apos;s End'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-2882405630928941997</id><published>2009-10-18T02:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T02:29:41.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>Life, is short.&lt;br /&gt;But life can be long also.&lt;br /&gt;By living your life happily.&lt;br /&gt;I believe life is just the way I live it.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I do not believe in fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why have I said this?&lt;br /&gt;Fortune teller tell your destiny,&lt;br /&gt;by looking at the readings from your palm.&lt;br /&gt;He can say, what he saw in my future.&lt;br /&gt;But, once i hold my hand into a fist,&lt;br /&gt;I realize that fate can be controlled in my own hands.&lt;br /&gt;It is within my own will and action,&lt;br /&gt;that determine my life.&lt;br /&gt;What I believe is, I can create my own life.&lt;br /&gt;By doing the things I like,&lt;br /&gt;By crafting my own career,&lt;br /&gt;By sharing my life with the women I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not living a life that I plan it will be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always doing things I like,&lt;br /&gt;I'm crafting my own future,&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm not sharing my life with the one I love.&lt;br /&gt;Before that, what I thought is I can have the life I planned.&lt;br /&gt;but not everything will go according to plans.&lt;br /&gt;There are always obstacles to lag your goal.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I still believe if I passed this obstacles,&lt;br /&gt;with preservation,&lt;br /&gt;with dignity,&lt;br /&gt;with hardship,&lt;br /&gt;and with my will,&lt;br /&gt;I can continue with the life I want.&lt;br /&gt;Be the Knight, and save the princess.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things just won't go the way we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think&lt;br /&gt;is it really fated that my life should not be going like this?&lt;br /&gt;or is it the necessary obstacle I must pass to achieve my goal?&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;Should I succumb to pressure?&lt;br /&gt;Or should I hold with my principle till the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, when I filled my hands with water,&lt;br /&gt;I realise that water still can flow out through the lines between the fingers.&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, I know.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can control most part of my life,&lt;br /&gt;but there are still things I cant control.&lt;br /&gt;There are still things that can leak out from my plan.&lt;br /&gt;I realise I'm not God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am just a human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-2882405630928941997?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/2882405630928941997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=2882405630928941997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/2882405630928941997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/2882405630928941997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2009/10/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-714276632111658798</id><published>2009-10-06T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T02:35:42.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster of Life</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, in a kingdom of far far away, there live 2 mighty knights. The white knight, and the dark knight. Both of them crafted their own destiny, with their own hands and legs. The white knight, is known to be noble, and humble in nature. In contrast, the dark knight is known for his ruthlessness, and coldness of heart. Both can be said as the contrast of each other. But, fate had casted them to share the same ambition, same path to seek for glory, and the same women to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the month of June, both the white knight and the dark knight went to their destined place-The Land Of Hornbills to seek for their glory. The Dark knight reached the land first, watching the vast piece of land from the airship, he said "This will be the place for me to expand my ambition, the dream that i have dream for so long." After touching down from the airship, the Dark knight spent a night at the town, and headed to the barrack-Unimas the next day. The Dark knight. Passed through the recruitment post without problem, and settled down. Meanwhile, the white knight is arriving a day later, carrying with him the same hope and ambition. On the third day, the Dark knight and the white knight finally met each other. Since both of them carries the same dream, both immediately became friends. They also discovered that they came from the same town, and the same training ground, just different batches. On that day, the promised to fight along side of each other, and achieve their goals together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first week, due to the aggressiveness of the Dark knight, he was chosen to represent the house to fight for glory in the Colosseum(MAP). In the mean time, there was a princess who was chosen too for this agenda. In order to secure the winning, all representatives must train together and work together. On one training, the Dark knight finished his part, and rest aside to watch the other. At that time, his eyes fell upon the princess, who cut through his heart with her mesmerizing dance.. Little that he knew that this will bring to his own fall later on. A fall that he will never ever recover from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week went by, without taking any action. The 2nd week, fate had put them together again, this time in the same group. The Dark knight felt a sense of hope, "will she be the one that fills my heart? Is she the one that i will be destined to be with?". Either way, the Dark knight would like to focus on his goal, and to make sure she is the one, before he take any further action.&lt;br /&gt;After the 2nd week, everybody entered into the fighting mode. All the task and challenge were given, to train them to be the person they want. At this time, the white knight also fell for the princess. The white knight always approach her, hoping to get her attention. While the Dark knight, always watch her from a far, hoping to be with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the Dark knight felt that the time has come. He will not wait any longer for the chance to slip away. So, he made his move. The Dark knight approached her secretly, hoping not to get any unwanted attention. The princess was shocked at first. But as time goes by, the Dark knight get along very well with the princess. He can talk, and share the joys of life with her like nothing he had experienced before. Finally, they fall for each other. Unfortunately, beautiful things wont last long, and almost all the time, it can just gone in a blink of eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after the Dark knight asked for the hand of the princess, the White knight also made his move. He made the announcement to everyone that he will officially ask for the favor of the princess. At that time, almost everyone wished good luck for the White knight. Meanwhile, the Dark knight felt a sudden rock fell onto his heart. "Why...Must fate be like this?"" he asked himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The princess faced a very hard decision. Everyone, especially the Queen and the King and the sister agreed to choose the white knight, as he seemed to be humble and polite. The Dark knight, knowing that everyone will treat him as the outsider, the wrecker of relationship he asked for the princess to hold on to the decision, let time show who shall she choose. Unfortunately, the Queen insisted that the princess to break the bond with the Dark knight. On one fine monday, the princess caved in, and asked for the break up with the Dark knight, at a secret rendezvous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dark knight, from the moment he received the news, his world turned totally upside down. The One he had finally found, has made the decision to follow others blessing and go for the white knight. The break was an excruciating break. Both the Dark knight and the princess, knowing that both love each other, had to be separated. That day, was the darkest day for the Dark knight. The breaking of this bond had brought him pain, hurt and sorrow. The pain, is the pain that he had never felt before. It was like bleeding from the inside, with no help at all to stop the bleeding. That night, the princess also rejected the white knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing this, the Dark knight felt hope was coming back. He asked again for the hands of the princess, and the princess agreed. Both the Dark knight and the princess lived a happy life for a few days. Just a short few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the news of the Dark knight and the princess reached the ears of the Queen. The queen was furious, and ordered the princess to end this immediately. Everyday, the Queen tormented her, but she refuse to do so. Finally, the steel claw of the Queen aimed for the Dark knight. On one night, where the rain was falling from the sky, the Queen ordered a meeting with the Dark knight. The Dark knight was hoping to convince the Queen to accept him. Little did he knew that, the Queen had already made the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting was held at a drink station, not far from the Dark knight's house. A carriage was prepared, and the Queen together with the King, came to meet the Dark knight. Straight to the point, the Queen asked the Dark knight to give up, and let the princess go. The Dark knight was shocked. He thought he was here to discuss, not to be ordered. So, the Dark Knight tried to ask for mercy from the Queen. What coming next was not expected from the Dark knight. Words, filled with thousands of knife were thrown at the Dark knight. Those words was like sharp knives, each penetrating deeper and deeper into his heart. The Dark knight was at the mercy of the Queen. There was nothing the Dark knight can do. All he can is just tied up, and crucified by the Queen. Upon achieving what she wanted, the Queen sent the battered Dark knight back home. At that moment, the heart of the Dark knight was shattered into hundreds of pieces, together with the love for the princess. Without the blessing from the Queen, the love between him and the princess is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, the Dark knight meet with the princess, at the rendezvous they met last time. This time, the Dark knight did not feel much pain, as the heart already shattered. The pain turned into a numb. This break ended quite smoothly, and the decision is made. We both know that, we will not get the blessing from the others, and the road we faced together will be a hard, painful road. This break, can also be said as the freedom from pain. If we stayed together, the pain will be more deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, both the Dark knight and the princess faced each other everyday, while separated by the harshness of life. This will be a pain, that scarred both of our heart. In his heart of hearts, the Dark knight prayed that the princess will find her own happiness, where no restriction, and no boundaries was set...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         ...The End...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-714276632111658798?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/714276632111658798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=714276632111658798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/714276632111658798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/714276632111658798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2009/10/roller-caster-of-life.html' title='Roller Coaster of Life'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-8997016098552816637</id><published>2009-09-25T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T06:38:59.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medical Life..</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I have written any blog... Life is just so hectic, that i didn't notice time passed by around me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm studying in UNIMAS, for those who doesn't know, UNIMAS means University Malaysia Sarawak... I mean SARAWAK... Aiz... Too many people ask the same question over and over again... "How's your life in Sabah?", "You are studying in? Sabah?". Blah, blah, blah.... Why doesn't everyone know about UNIMAS? Either way, before i went into this university, I have TOTALLY no idea about this University. Back to the day, when the UPU result came out, the first thing i saw is "Doktor Perubatan(HMOO)". Inside of me i just think, YEAh i got medicine!!! But when i saw the "HM", what? Hell Medical? Then i scroll down, UNIMAS....... Holy... But..but.. That is my... Let me think... 6th choise? Oh my god... All of a sudden it seems like my house is going to cave in. I didn't even think i will end up in Sarawak... I flat it, be a damn president, band 5... UM maybe, UKM most probably, UPM big chance, but UNIMAS?? Never thought of... Nevertheless, I still pack up few luggage of mine and headed to the Land of Hornbills. (Thinking: Yeah, can go to the jungle, meet up with a couple of Ibans, cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i left, not much time to have a gathering with some old friends of mine... Just had a couple of drinks with some friends, then that's it. Bye bye west malaysia, hello east malaysia, come to papa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week during orientation in the main campus cruised by interestingly. Play too much in the orientation performance, got myself selected for performance during Majlis Ikrar Pelajar. The performance ended up quite well, I say better than what i have expected. I show off some chinese martial arts on the stage, and with the cooperation from the whole team, the FACULTY OF MEDICINE AND HEALTH SCIENCE got the THIRD prize!!! Haha... Looks like out effort really bears out some fruit. The following week, is our faculty orientation. This time, thanks to the "nomination" and "support" from my friends, I became the MC for buddies night. First time became the MC, and partnered with a half-Canadian, Miss Shahirah, really freaks me out. Luckily, both of us did our job well. Didn't screwed ourselves up there. Then life just fall to a flat line... The following weeks flashed by with lecture notes, books and.............facebook. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few highlights though, the Convocation Dinner and the English Debate.. Thanks to my buddy, Wee Mee, I became the MC again...... This time, CONVO dinner... But this time i felt more relaxed than last time, I don't know why... That night went through with some mistakes, which I would like to forget... Anyway, the most interesting part of this 2 and 1/2 months in FMHS, is the debate... Mr. Tan Shong Sheng, Mr. Aravintham, and Mr Bruce Yeong(me) are facing Ms Shahirah, Ms Rachel and Ms Rebecca... Debating on "Mothers are better than Fathers in disciplining a child"..... It turns out that.... WE win the debate!!! Haha... No offence, but i really think we earned that debate... We were well prepared, with a damn strong rebutter, Mr Aravintham, a mind twister Mr Tan and the factual man, Mr Bruce... Haha... We kicked their butt. That's all. Almost forgot, our strong supporters!!! Thanks man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, things started to get pressured up... The End Of Block Exam is charging at high speed towards us..... Life just back to lecture notes, lecture notes, books, and.........facebook. I don't quite remember the time spent on studying, it just went by with a flash.. Then the exam is over..... Freedom.... This kind of freedom i have never felt since after PSPM... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in conclusion, life is short. Life my life to the fullest!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-8997016098552816637?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/8997016098552816637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=8997016098552816637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/8997016098552816637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/8997016098552816637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2009/09/medical-life.html' title='Medical Life..'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-1613362477754517722</id><published>2009-05-04T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T02:16:51.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Retarded Life VS A Meaningful Life</title><content type='html'>Holiday...&lt;br /&gt;Is what i craved for before i finish Matric. Everyday, I hope that the time will slip by is a blink of eyes. Too bad, it never happened. Now, finally i got my holiday. Strangely, I felt myself living like a retarded person. The routine of life just goes around wake up, eat, play, watch drama, sleep. Though I go to gym 3 days a week, I still feels like I'm wasting my life for nothing. As though I'm a retarded person, waiting for death angels to take me away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i made up my mind. It's time to prove myself to the world, that I'm still alive! I'm still able and not retarded!! So, today I found myself a job. In Bum City, Parade. I've no working experience, so I have no idea what will I face when i go to work... Anyway, life is short!! Experience anything I can and i want! Go go go!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-1613362477754517722?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/1613362477754517722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=1613362477754517722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/1613362477754517722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/1613362477754517722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2009/05/retarded-life-vs-meaningful-life.html' title='A Retarded Life VS A Meaningful Life'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-8300747807888811495</id><published>2009-04-25T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:59:04.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Completed Another Challenge Of Life</title><content type='html'>It seems like, time will wait for nobody...&lt;br /&gt;From the first day i entered Perak Matriculation College, i'm leaving behind a wonderful sixth form life. Is it a good decision? Or it's just another wrong turn of life? At that time I wondered. In a flick of time, I finished the studies in Matriculation. What a life i had!! Now, i still don't know whether i made the right choise or not. But, I knew i have made a good choise. There is no point of return once I've stepped on road of decision. Therefore, I have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first entered matric, I thought i've made a bad choise. The main thing is, I have to face with all kinds of people I don't know about. Either way, I have some transition period and some experience in dealing with all sorts of people before, which is during National Service. At first I thought, "Oh man, I need to deal with those suckers again!". Surprisingly, thesituation in Matric is a total difference!! Those malays I met in Matric, is not the same type of lousy person I met in NS. They are at least well educated, well mannered and quite helpfull all the times. What a relieve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, talk about the education there, it is quite challenging. Surprisingly challenging. Many of us thought that it's just another easy path to go. Neh... Easy job. When we really focus on the studies, it's hard man!! We are needed to finish the whole freaking syllabus in less than a year!! To be exact, 10 MONTHS only!!! Well you can imagine the life there... For me, the timetable is very simple:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Wake up, go to lectures and tutor classes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Come back, sleep/play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;3. After dinner, study then sleep through the night.&lt;br /&gt;4. Repeat procedure 1, 2, and 3 the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my life there.Dull, boring,etc,etc...Use any word to describe this as you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the climax in matric, is the study and exam week. Woh... No kidding during these weeks. Anyone who have high cholesterol, high blood pressure or related heart disease may be challenged by the god of death in these weeks. The pressure around is building freakingly high!!&lt;br /&gt;I assure you, your hormone level will be imbalance during these few weeks. So, brace yourself for those who's going to enter matric. Wakaka......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, there is some good memories in matric...The friends i've met, the good lecturers that have enlightened me, and the beautiful scenery around the college... These memories, are priceless. The friends i've met there, thank you for being my friends all along. I'll remember the times we had together. A special thanks to my friends who celebrated my birthday with me. I really appreciate that. And most important of all, my girlfriend who always be with me through sweet and sour, thank you... One thing that i looked forward the next time i go back is the scenery. Situated away from the hussle and bussle of the cities, it is indeed a good place for studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for now. I hope my PSPM 2 will pass with flying colours... Amitofo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-8300747807888811495?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/8300747807888811495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=8300747807888811495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/8300747807888811495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/8300747807888811495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2009/04/completed-another-challenge-of-life.html' title='Completed Another Challenge Of Life'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-1444536854489249321</id><published>2009-04-25T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:08:18.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To all of my friends in Matrics...</title><content type='html'>Time passed by,&lt;br /&gt;   without us knowing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the day,&lt;br /&gt;   Must give way to the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later,&lt;br /&gt;   We'll have to say goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the time has come,&lt;br /&gt;   To spread our wings and fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we have met,&lt;br /&gt;   For such a short period of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope our friendship will stay,&lt;br /&gt;   For our generations to rhyme...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-1444536854489249321?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/1444536854489249321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=1444536854489249321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/1444536854489249321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/1444536854489249321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-all-of-my-friends-in-matrics.html' title='To all of my friends in Matrics...'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-5830038339399298189</id><published>2009-04-24T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:01:21.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Join my Battle Station in Facebook please!!</title><content type='html'>Here's the referral link...&lt;br /&gt;http://apps.facebook.com/battlestations/new.php?invite=Bruce+Yeong&lt;br /&gt;Join me, it's the best facebook I game ever played.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-5830038339399298189?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/5830038339399298189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=5830038339399298189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/5830038339399298189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/5830038339399298189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2009/04/join-my-battle-station-in-facebook.html' title='Join my Battle Station in Facebook please!!'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-8986564522168302214</id><published>2008-08-22T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:07:11.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cameron Highland Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/SK-oLid7lmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/kPaqft_P46I/s1600-h/DSCN3417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237589807839549026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/SK-oLid7lmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/kPaqft_P46I/s320/DSCN3417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm on a vacation!!! 2 weeks of holiday, if i stay at home all the time, for sure i'll transform into i piece of rock!! So, a trip to cameron highland is definitely a castaway for the world o' boredom. The first week of holiday is really really really boring. The things i can only do are watching tv, playing Com game, surf the net, study(&gt;.&lt;)..... Aiz... No life at all! Luckily situation started to change to a better lifestyle during the next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237589811695522642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/SK-oLw1RE1I/AAAAAAAAAAg/PVV6PUCEcEA/s320/DSCN3425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, is the Cameron Bug-Catching Trip! Wakaka... Actually, I only hitch ride the trip. My former Form 6 classmates want to catch some bugs for their Bio assignment,so they went to Cameron to try their luck. I just went along to enjoy the chilling weather of Cameron Highlands. haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237589816880973058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/SK-oMEJkxQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_AImTnu_qRA/s320/DSCN3436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the truth is, the "Bug-Catching" is just a reason for them to run away to enjoy. Throughout the trip, bug-catching activity only stand up to 30% of the agenda. The rest is eat, sleep and for sure- PLAY! We went to a lot of places in Cameron-tea farm, strawberry farm, souvenier shop, blah blah blah... We rent 3 appartments for our stay. At nite, we all have steamboat together! It's really syok especially it's raining outside and the weather is FREAKING cold! I nearly turn into a piece of ice when i was sleeping. I FORGOT TO BRING A BLANKET! I just have a sweater! Anyway, i succesfully endured the freezing weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237589823326311282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/SK-oMcKQ03I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Y-kIBTmgXS8/s320/DSCN3434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 2nd day we catch bugs for another 2 hours. Then, we packed up to go on. We went to strawberry farm. I drinked a cup of strawberry milkshake. Really tasty. Definitely a must try drinks! I also bought 2 packets of strawberry. Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237590688276069826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/SK-o-yWWvcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/m4wV5oTdrXA/s320/DSCN3429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time passed by without us knowing it. Even the day must give way to the night. So, we ended our trip by having lunch together. Then we parted ways as some of them wanted to extend their stay there.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-8986564522168302214?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/8986564522168302214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=8986564522168302214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/8986564522168302214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/8986564522168302214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2008/08/cameron-highland-trip.html' title='The Cameron Highland Trip'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/SK-oLid7lmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/kPaqft_P46I/s72-c/DSCN3417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-4474412844780508405</id><published>2008-08-16T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T18:35:42.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite an Interesting Passage.....</title><content type='html'>人的一生會遇上的四個人&lt;br /&gt;人生就是為了找尋愛的過程，&lt;br /&gt;每個人的人生都要找到四個人&lt;br /&gt;第一個是自己,&lt;br /&gt;第二個是你最愛的人，&lt;br /&gt;第三個是最愛你的人，&lt;br /&gt;第四個是共度一生的人.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首先會遇到你最愛的人,然後體會到愛的感覺；&lt;br /&gt;因為了解被愛的感覺，所以才能發現最愛你的人；&lt;br /&gt;當你經歷過愛人與被愛，學會了愛，才會知道什麼是你需要的，&lt;br /&gt;也才會找到最適合你，能夠相處一輩子的人。&lt;br /&gt;但很悲哀的，在現實生活中，這三個人通常不是同一個人；&lt;br /&gt;你最愛的，往往沒有選擇你；&lt;br /&gt;最愛你的，往往不是你最愛的；&lt;br /&gt;而最長久的，偏偏不是你最愛也不是最愛你的，只是在最適合的時間出現的那個人。&lt;br /&gt;你，會是別人生命中的第幾個人呢？&lt;br /&gt;沒有人是故意要變心的，他愛你的時候是真的愛你，&lt;br /&gt;可是他不愛你的時候也是真的不愛你了，他愛你的時候沒有辦法假裝不愛你；&lt;br /&gt;同樣的，他不愛你的時候也沒有辦法假裝愛你 。&lt;br /&gt;當一個人不愛你要離開你，你要問自己還愛不愛他，&lt;br /&gt;如果你也不愛他了，千萬別為了可憐的自尊而不肯離開；&lt;br /&gt;如果你還愛他，你應該會希望他過得幸福快樂，&lt;br /&gt;希望他跟真正愛的人在一起，絕不會阻止，&lt;br /&gt;你要是阻止他得到真正的幸福，就表示你已經不愛他了，&lt;br /&gt;而如果你不愛他，你又有什麼資格指責他變心呢？&lt;br /&gt;愛不是佔有，&lt;br /&gt;你喜歡月亮，不可能把月亮拿下來放在臉盆裡，但月亮的光芒仍可照進你的房間。&lt;br /&gt;換句話說，你愛一個人，也可以用另一種方式擁有，讓愛人成為生命裡的永恆回憶，&lt;br /&gt;如果你真愛一個人，就要愛他原來的樣子─愛他的好，&lt;br /&gt;也愛他的壞：愛他的優點，也愛他的缺點，&lt;br /&gt;絕不能因為愛他，就希望他變成自己所希望的樣子，萬一變不成就不愛他了。&lt;br /&gt;真正愛一個人是無法說出原因的，&lt;br /&gt;你只知道無論何時何地、心情好壞，你都希望這個人陪著你；&lt;br /&gt;真正的感情是兩人能在最艱苦中相守，也就是沒有絲毫要求。&lt;br /&gt;畢竟，感情必須付出，而不是只想獲得；&lt;br /&gt;分開是一種必然的考驗，如果你們感情不夠穩固，只好認輸，真愛是不會變成怨恨的。&lt;br /&gt;兩人在談情說愛的時候，最喜歡叫對方發誓，&lt;br /&gt;許下承諾我們為什麼要對方發誓，就是因為我們不相信對方，&lt;br /&gt;我們根本不相信情人，而這些山盟海誓又很不切實際：&lt;br /&gt;海枯石爛、地老天荒，都不能改變我對你的愛!&lt;br /&gt;明知道海不會枯、石不會爛、地不會老、天不會荒；就算會，也活不到那時候。&lt;br /&gt;許下諾言的時候千萬注意，不要許下可以實現的諾言，最好是承諾做不到的事，&lt;br /&gt;反正做不到的，隨便說說也不要緊，&lt;br /&gt;請記住： '不可能實現的諾言最動人'在愛情裡，說的是一套，做的是另一套；講的人不相信，聽的人也不相信。&lt;br /&gt;你呢？&lt;br /&gt;找到了第幾個？&lt;br /&gt;茫茫人海中，&lt;br /&gt;你遇見了誰？&lt;br /&gt;誰又遇見了你？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-4474412844780508405?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/4474412844780508405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=4474412844780508405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/4474412844780508405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/4474412844780508405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2008/08/quite-interesting-passage.html' title='Quite an Interesting Passage.....'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-1504954282408799745</id><published>2008-08-11T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:35:51.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recharging For The Future.....</title><content type='html'>I've been anticipating this for a long time...Holiday!!!!! Wow, finally holiday embraces me. Life in matriculation is not as easy as i've thought before, but it is more boring than i've expected! Everyday, the routine life makes me sick. Morning-wake up and go for lecture. Afternoon-lunch, and continue lecture...Evening-sleep or play basketball...Night-homework+studies..... The routine just repeat itself over and over and over and over and over and over.............. Man... This sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, there are still some interesting part in matric.The blood test campaign i've been organising before the holiday completed with a quite satisfying result. Quite a lot of work have been done to make that campaign a success. Thanks to everyone who have lend me a hand during this period, especially to the publicity group, which they have done quite a lot to publicise this program.Not to forget to thank the Pathlab workers who have done their job professionally. There is one person that i should say a special 'thank you'-my secretary. Thank you! You have been very helpful all along.I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, is the time for me to take a break. Unfortunately, this break i can only take for a short while...2 weeks, not a short period, but it's not long either! Even though there are plenty of time, i must still continue to study. Because after this mid-semester holiday, there only left less than two months time to prepare for the final semester exam!!! There are still a few chapters left for the lecturers to cope up. If I'm not well prepared during this holiday, for sure, i can just throw my final results into the sea and kiss goodbye to get 4-flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending some time planning my holiday timetable, i realise that keep on studying will definitely put me on a shortcut to Hospital Bahagia. So, i decided to join my former form 6 friend to go for a BUG-CATCHING-VACATION!! Haha... I'll go to Cameron Highlands with them to kick some bugs's butt. Haha..... Besides unwinding my mind, I have another personal mission to do. To catch a really BIG butterfly for her...I hope i can find one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, i hope that this holiday, i can enjoy while making it usefull. Gob-bless.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-1504954282408799745?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/1504954282408799745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=1504954282408799745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/1504954282408799745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/1504954282408799745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2008/08/recharging-for-future.html' title='Recharging For The Future.....'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-8718893134645702357</id><published>2008-07-19T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T02:29:27.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Taste Of Environment</title><content type='html'>Matriculation...&lt;br /&gt;I've been here for 2 months.....I remember the first day I entered this place, I was the first guy to check into my room. Of course, I have chosen the best place to sleep. Minutes after I put down my bags, my roomate arrived. He is a plump malay boy, friendly, n quite a nice person. After a few words for introduction, I went back downstairs to collect my remaining belongings. When i reached downstairs, my dad told me that I need to take my photo in a place called dewan Banquet! Definitely, I rushed to that place. Oh man, I need to cross a distance of two football field before I can reach that place! Imagine wearing a pair of sleek,long sleeves plus a necktie, under the midday sunshine!! For sure, I was drenched when I reached that dewan. The following hours passed by under the imense heat of the sun......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, my classes started. Since i'm the 2nd batch students, I already missed one week of the classes. Luckily, those previous classes are quite easy to handle, as those are the revisions, not much new things had been introduced yet. At first, I thought that matriculation is easy to handle. But soon, I realised that my assumptions are wrong! The courses here are conducted on a fast track! We must cover a lot of things in the period of less than one year! Moreover, the co-curriculum activities must be maintained well. I ended up become the president of Kelab Kesihatan 2... For this few weeks, I need to organise a Blood Testing Campaign...In the middle of the mid-samester test!! Man.... This job really taking a toll on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What surprise me most is, I'm changing from a playful, happy-go-lucky guy to a NERD!!! Everyday, I need to study from day till night. If I don't, my chance of realising my dream for sure will crumble... So, I pray that I can successfully maintain my grades along with my curricular activities.... A-mi-to-fuo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-8718893134645702357?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/8718893134645702357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=8718893134645702357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/8718893134645702357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/8718893134645702357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2008/07/different-taste-of-environment.html' title='A Different Taste Of Environment'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-4923433731403689161</id><published>2008-07-18T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T09:29:25.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A Long Time...</title><content type='html'>Wow...&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since i last written my blog. After the JPA interview, life is sooo boring... Then, it's time to enter Form 6...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 6 life, you can say that it's quite fun at the beginning...The orientation week is definitely a week to remember. New faces were introduced into my life, games, and other activities to strenghten the new found friendship... Really an interesting week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it's time to face the reallity. Classes were started. At first, I took the classes as the revisions for my previous years educations... Then, things started to get into deep terrain... A lot of new things begining to pour into my brains. Even though those chapters we have studied before, a lot of detailed information were introduced. No more fooling around. So, I have no choise but to have little studies at night. Boredom beginning to envelope my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all seemed to be gray, I found the colours to fill my gray life- the sixth form society. Since the teachers day is just around the corner, I volountereed myself to become one of the OC(organising committees). I was the coordinator of the program,along with several of my friends. Don't underestimate the work load of a co-or. It's hectic man!! A lot of things need to be done. Planning the jobs for other comms, prepare the stages, work out the performances...you name it. So, for the 2 weeks, I have no time to waste. Finally, D-Day arrived.  We coordinated the flow of the event, trying hard to make it smooth all the way... Anyway, problem still occured. It's quite embarassing that we played the wrong song for the teachers... XD. But in the end, the event rolled to an end. I was quite happy for the things i've done. Our efforts paid off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, the news came to me...I was enlisted to enter local matriculation. Oh man... I just started to emerse myself into form 6's life, now you want me to leave it... But in order to realise my dream, i took the path and entered matriculation.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell my sixth form's life, hello the life in matriculation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-4923433731403689161?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/4923433731403689161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=4923433731403689161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/4923433731403689161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/4923433731403689161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s Been A Long Time...'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-4295328154682260408</id><published>2008-04-25T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T01:34:34.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JPA Scholarship Interview</title><content type='html'>Talk about this interview... It was quite an interesting interview. My interview &lt;span &gt;falls&lt;/span&gt; on the 4th of April,Friday.That day is also "Cheng Meng" for chinese people. I'm not superstitious, but that day looks really bad...You see, (4/4)+dead people's day... What a combo... Luckily, bad luck didn't befall on me. Most of the things went on smoothly for me... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the interview. My interview is scheduled on the first group, which is 8am. I reached the stadium(Interview's venue) at approximately 7.30am. I thought i would be the 1st person to arrive. To my surprise, there were already more than 15 people standing by at the registering post!!! Without wasting my time, i quickly registered myself and waited for my turn.I showed them my original and photocopied of my documents,then i was given a number and told to wait for my turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My interview will be conducted in room 3. Before I went to the interview, my friends told me that the interview is cruel. They asked tricky questions like: What is your opinion on the newly form government?/ Can you give your opinion on the Tibet issue?/ etc... So before i came to the interview, I digested a lot of information about this years' General Election and politics. Hell... I really hate politics.Now my friends remind me to pay attention to it. That few days really dry out my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my interview, I was grouped with 7 other students. Overall our group has six boys, 2 girls. While I was waiting for our interview, I managed to chat with a few of the students. They are quite friendly. I managed to calm myself down by chatting with them. Trust me, having somebody to talk with before any important events can help us to reduce our tension. Our chat didn't lost long. We were called into the interviewer's room(nervous).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know whether i'm nervous or the air-condition is blowing with all it's might, the room is VERY VERY COLD!! Even my newly found friends shivered when we stepped into the room. We handed up our documents to the interviewer, then we sat down facing the interviewers. Both of the interviewer 'looks' friendly.Luckily only one of them is mean. The other one is indeed very friendly. She give everyone of us an encouraging smile when we got into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first task is to introduce ourselves in Bahasa Malaysia. Nobady faced any problems as all of us came prepared. One of the interviewees poured out everything he memorised during the self-intro, like a recorder replay what have already recorded. Then they gave us a statement, and asked us to provide opinions. That was quite an easy question. It sounds : Give opinions on how to overcome the problems of pirated products in our country. Three(actually two) minutes were given for us to prepare, then it was SHOW TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the next 40 minutes, everyone just kept on talking, arguing, explaining,giving examples,blah,blah,blah.............(The interviewers didn't have a chance to talk as everybody just kept on talking).Finally, we were told to stop. Then the interview is over~! Phew.... Everyone gave a sigh of relief n paced out from the room, without forgeting to thank our interviewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warm morning sun welcomed us when we stepped out from the freezing room. We congratulated among ourselves and packed up our things to leave. This was indeed a good experience.Nice people, nice interview, and nice sunshine.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-4295328154682260408?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/4295328154682260408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=4295328154682260408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/4295328154682260408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/4295328154682260408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2008/04/jpa-scholarship-interview.html' title='JPA Scholarship Interview'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861892062627215417.post-7689825751239718278</id><published>2008-04-23T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:23:55.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choises Of Life...</title><content type='html'>After 11 years of spoon feeding education, finally, I reached the 2nd junction of my education journey.....( The 1st junction appears when i finished my Form 3. during that period, I received an offer to study at Raffles Institute in Singapore. I turned it down due to some family reasons...)&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, now the junction reappears,but this time, more roads can be choosen to direct my education......Aiz....Torn between private and government institutions...&lt;br /&gt;I wish to go private, but the courses I wished to study couldn't allow me to do so....Too expensive to bear for my family... I cannot be so selfish to spend all my family's money just to chase my dream... I still have a littele sister to care for... So, local government institutions,I'm coming.....&lt;br /&gt;Plz let me in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861892062627215417-7689825751239718278?l=bruceyjy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/feeds/7689825751239718278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861892062627215417&amp;postID=7689825751239718278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/7689825751239718278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861892062627215417/posts/default/7689825751239718278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruceyjy.blogspot.com/2008/04/choises-of-life.html' title='Choises Of Life...'/><author><name>Bruce Yeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03663450684761786084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uL3Xq8YyBI/S_9l5GRXjzI/AAAAAAAAACA/ULI6azpE2lY/S220/27191_1372603470428_1092003475_1109351_6000470_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
