<?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-20854182</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:07:13.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studddy Harrdd</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-115690272203348517</id><published>2006-08-29T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:19:21.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[A teacher that touched my heart]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many teachers are parents to students. According to news report, school teachers are the ones who relieve stress when major exams come like for example the O’level examination. 1st of September is Teacher’s day and I would like to specially mention about this teacher who touched my heart. She is none other than Mrs. Sharon Tan. When I was in secondary one and two, when her name was mention, I would feel frighten because my impression of Mrs Tan is fierce and strict. She is part of the school’s discipline committee which explains why she is fierce and strict. She is fierce because she was shouts. Her voice is loud and it gives people the impression that she fierce. Her voice is as loud as a tigress. Then came secondary three when I heard she is teaching my class both A and E Maths. The first thing which pop into my mind is this year is going to be a tough year. But I consoled myself by saying a strict teacher is a good teacher. But after the first lesson, I was proved wrong. She is not as fierce or strict which I think she is. After attending many of her lessons, I changed my mindset of her from fierce and strict to kind, caring, concern, fun, and a teacher who you can look for in terms of trouble. Fun may she be but she is still very serious when it comes to work. She is concern because for example, if I have problems with other stuff other than maths, she will still help me. Even though most students love to be the apple of someone’s eye, but she is not bias and treat everyone the same. She is a also someone who is straightforward and do not like to beat around the bush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-115690272203348517?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/115690272203348517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=115690272203348517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/115690272203348517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/115690272203348517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/2006/08/teacher-that-touched-my-heart-many.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-114438457218866962</id><published>2006-04-06T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T02:41:23.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[Happiness]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, mother do you know that daddy has email me that he has successfully reach America!” I informed my mother about this joyous news. “Ok, by the way Uncle John from Africa who treated you very well is visiting us tomorrow during noon time, so go get prepared.” she was being sarcastic. Uncle John is a native and he also speaks in an uncivilized manner and because of him, my friends even ostracize me. He is just a total piece of jinx and every time he visits me, nothing when well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, around 6 am, mother woke me up to get ready to go to the airport to pick him up. “Why must it be me, can’t you go alone to fetch him” I asked my mother. “It is only reasonable to go pick your uncle. If he ask me where you are what am I going to say” she explain to me. I crawl up from my bed and prepared. “Chison, I checked with the airlines and they tell me that the flight is delayed so in the meanwhile you can go and sleep or watch TV” she told me. I switched on the television and to my horror on the Primetime News was a report from America that the twin tower has collapse due to terrorist attack. “Mum, mum!! I suspect something has happened to dad in America. The news reported that the Twin tower has collapse!!” I was so horrified by the news. My mother immediately screamed and ran out of the room. She was sobbing while she told me the news that my dad when to America to work in one of the companies in the twin tower. My face turned white and I was hugging with my mother crying away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Uncle John has reached Singapore and he was making his way to my house because he did not see Mother in the airport. “What happened? Why are you all crying so terribly?” Uncle John asked us. “Josh has perished in America” mother informed Uncle John. After asking this question, he continued asking us a series of question. Mother was very vexed with him asking us a whole series of question. “Can you stop using your native accent to ask us a whole series of question” my mother scolded him. I supported her by saying, “You are a jinx! Whenever you come to visit us something bad happens and this time, you even passed your bad luck to your brother.” He was badly hurt by what my mother and I have said and he ran out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ring, Ring” the phone rang. I answered the called. “Hello, I am calling from the America Agency and by the way are you the family member of Josh Wong?” she said “Yeah, I am his son is there anything wrong?” I answer her. “No, but this is just to inform you that we can’t find Josh Wong up till now and the number of deaths are still going up and we expect more causalities so be prepared for the worst.” She warned me. This news saddened us further. Why is all this happening to me, the sky which was bright yesterday did not rise up everywhere was darkness and there is not a single star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, Uncle John rushed and knocked on our door. “I manage to contact Josh and he is alright” he informed me. “What, how did you manage to contact him? Even the agency say that they are not able to track him down how did you do it. Are you bluffing me?” I questioned him. “No, I am not bluffing, I called him through his hotel phone number and he told me that he fell ill and did not turn up for work.” He explained to me. Suddenly, the sky turned black to bright. Finally the sun was rising up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiness of getting back a family member is unexplainable. And because of this matter I know that actually Uncle John is not as bad as I think and he is not a jinx but actually a lucky figure. Actually, sadness is a line of difference to happiness, so maybe what you think is actually different from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Assignment by Mr Jae]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-114438457218866962?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/114438457218866962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=114438457218866962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/114438457218866962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/114438457218866962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/2006/04/happiness-yeah-mother-do-you-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-114170615431410668</id><published>2006-03-06T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T19:55:54.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[Tears]&lt;br /&gt;"Wake up Bryan, someone is at the door." Mother was shouting away at the kitchen. "Yawn, Yawn. Yes mother, I’ll open the door in a minute time." I replied to her. Ding Dong, Ding Dong. “Yes, coming right away." irritated by doorbell. Wow, a pretty lady, must be on my best behavior. “It took you long enough to open the door, I was waiting for…" she continue on and on for a few minutes. She was one pretty but also a person who loves to nag a lot. I invited her in and we chatted along. Then my mother has to interrupt, "son, help me in the kitchen, there are many things to prepare." So this pretty lady is actually my girlfriend, she is from Hong Kong and it is the holiday season, so she came over and visits me. We usually contact each another through internet or phone and our relationship remained the same for one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dinner is ready, come over and eat." Mother announces it to us. This is the first time she met my mother due to the fact that she lives in Hong Kong. The purpose of the meet is to discuss about our marriage. "So, when are you all going to get married, on which day?" Mother starts with the ice breaker. So, we continue with dinner and the discussion was very successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a blink of eye, we were married together for two years. And so coincident, it was our anniversary. I have prepared a lot of surprises for her. Waiting patiently at home for her, she calls home and tells me that she is very busy so she may come back very late. Many thoughts were running through my mind. Has she forgotten that today is the big day, how could she just give me such an excuse? I decided to spend this big occasion with my daughter who was staying with my mother. We sat at the sofa at the night and I played the video tape on our married day for her to see. She was exhilarated, she was laughing away. But for me, tears were rolling down my cheeks, tears of joy. This tape lets me remember how happy I was during the marriage. But even though I was happy, my mind just cannot help but think that our marriage is on the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that day, we quarreled over many petty problems until we could stand each another. We decided to have a cold war but to put it nicely is to let both of us cool down. We did not talk to each another at all. One day, she look me up at my office and brought a brown envelop with her. She slammed the document on my table and say that she wants a divorce. She cannot stand a petty man like me and she informs me that the daughter is following her and if I want the custody, then we shall meet each other at court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taken aback at what she said. I could not believe it, I suddenly just cannot control my body and most importantly, tears again was rolling down my cheeks. Not tears of joy but tears of disappointment. I just did not know that she was such an unreasonable woman. “She couldn’t have changed so fast there must be a reason.” this thought was going through my mind. I hired a PI to check for me her traces. After one month, the PI responded and showed me all her photos. I was buried my fire. I ran out and look for her. Not to my amazement, she was sitting at the café. I confronted and her and suddenly, this guy from the back shouted at me. "So he is the reason you want a divorce." I shouted at her. "Yes, you are a stupid fool. I was with him even before I got married with you. It is just that you did not discover it." She argued with me. My hands just waved over her face. I gave her a slap. "Tears were also rolling down her cheeks, her eyes turned red and she scolded, "Ok, after this slap, we are quits. Please sign the divorce papers." pretending to be strong. I went home after that, reflecting on what I did what right or wrong. I feel so stupid not to discover her change. My eyes began to turn red and I was about to cry soon. How could I cry so many times in one week? I just never felt like this before. She must be with her lover together, smirking everyday about how foolish I am to be with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after, my pay was in so I went to the bank to withdraw money. To my horror, my bank account was left with $200. That evil woman must be the one who cheated away all my money. I just cannot believe again that I did not think about the fact that she was with me is to cheat my money. I call her, but she did not answer my calls. After trying for 1hour but still to no avail, I decided to give up and woke up for my wonderland. I hope that all these will not happen but what has happen has happen. The first problem to solve is my daughter. I cannot let her follow my ex-wife. I resigned from my job so that I can put all my focus on wining my daughter’s custody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, heaven did not give up on me. I finally win the lawsuit and her dirty act was exposed. It all happened when we were fighting for the custody and she accidentally spur out that she took away all the money in the bank for our daughter. And after rounds of investigation, it was found out that she was involved in many series of cheating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this, it was not a disheartening matter. It was a very good lesson. I learned that the good will be repaid and the evil will get their desserts. The most important thing I learn is about tears. Tears follow us even when we are happy and even if we are sad. I will never forget how happy was my daughter when she was following back home and she was so joyful till she shed tears and seeing her, I believe what I have done is right. So tears are something we express to let people know our feelings. Even males have feelings so even if they cry is no different to the females. So the next time males cry, please do not laugh at them or it will be the same as laughing at yourself of not having feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Assignment by Mr Jae]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-114170615431410668?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/114170615431410668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=114170615431410668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/114170615431410668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/114170615431410668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/2006/03/tears-wake-up-bryan-someone-is-at-door.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-114135332689804943</id><published>2006-03-02T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T19:48:38.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[Flight]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying is something everyone loves except for those who have fear of heights or some other special reasons. You may think that flight has got nothing to do with flying but it is a fact that flying is related to flight. Did you hear before people in the airport saying,” What is our flight number." and "Hi, i am very happy to serve you your flight number is SQ006, enjoy your flight?” All this are related to flying and flight. Did you recently watch the Flightplan.Is about this woman who was on the plane and she lost her daughter. So even movies say that flying is related to flight.&lt;br /&gt;When flight comes to our mind, the first thing we will thing of is which place we are going to fly to. What is our destination? Flight carries people to the place where they think will give them pleasure when going for holidays and they will also give people who are just married to the place where they think will enhance their relationship and give them sweetness too. Flight also let people have the time to reflect or cool down like when you see TV serials, the person after breaking up wants to cool down, so he/she will leave this heartbreaking place to somewhere where she will forget about this unhappy incident. Who make flights successful? The pliot, air stewardess, ticketing officers and engineers. This is the heroes we cannot forget.Yes, the machine is important but without people to operate it, it will be useless. So who/which is more important? I would like to take the opportunity to thank these background heroes who make all these happen.&lt;br /&gt; Another factor for people to take the flight is number 1: time, follow by trust. People pick all these airlines because they trust that the flight which is under the airlines is safe and will bring them to their destination on time. And Singapore Airlines for all these years have built a not bad reputation. Even though there were some accidents, but people know Singapore Airlines not because of accidents but because of merits.&lt;br /&gt;Flight is a word not will only one specific meaning, it also means a group, especially of birds or aircraft, flying together. Flight has also meaning which is related to this which is the ability to fly through the air by wings. Birds are very carefree. Everyone wants to be a bird because they can fly. They can fly through the air to any places they want. Youngsters nowadays even want it more because birds symbolize freedom and this is just what youngster wants. Birds also have the special sense that if it is too cold or hot they will fly to another place for warmth or a more suitable place. Without the ability to fly with their wings, they will not be able to survive. They will either be frozen to death or burned to death. So isn't flight important to birds. Flight also gives me the feeling of being on top of the world. And it's true that we are in fact on top of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime people say which animal is the most superior, the first answer is us, the humans. But if you think carefully again, the birds are than the superior ones, even if they shit, the place will acts as the toilet bowl is our heads. So in what ways are we more superior to them? So with flight, we can be of equal status as the birds and with the rockets, we can further prove that we are much more superior to them. Because of this word, it explains why human cannot fly.If i say this, first think you will think of is the scientific reasons like we are too heavy and so on. But in terms of English it clearly explains it. The ability to fly with wings. Does human have wings, no.But you may argue that many scientists tried building wings but we still cannot fly? Than this is the scientific problem not the English problem. It is also because of this word that peoples take drugs. Since we can not have that flying feeling or that top of the world feeling, than drugs is the alternative. Don’t think that I am promoting drugs, you are wrong. Yes drugs have let you have that high feeling but it has many side effects. So do not take drugs as the alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[This assignment is by Mr Jae]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-114135332689804943?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/114135332689804943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=114135332689804943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/114135332689804943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/114135332689804943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/2006/03/flight-flying-is-something-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-114093536763021003</id><published>2006-02-25T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T22:29:27.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today at church,i learn a very valuable lesson of knowing God's will which is to know what is God's plan for us.It is also to tell us know why God wants us to live in the Earth.Part 3 course is next 3 weeks hope to uncover the mystery of God's Will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-114093536763021003?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-114093372720497101</id><published>2006-02-25T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T22:02:07.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tommorrow is A math test,haiz very tired and scared.Whenever i have tests,i will be very nervous and scared that i will fail.Somemore,this year my class i a very smart class so it further add stress to me.Hope that everything will go fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-114093372720497101?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/114093372720497101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz,why must school be homework and tests and homework and test.I am feeling very stress up with all the tons of homework and test.Hope to complete my homework soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-114078590495619720?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/114078590495619720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=114078590495619720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/114078590495619720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/114078590495619720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/2006/02/haizwhy-must-school-be-homework-and.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-114060968194689736</id><published>2006-02-22T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T04:01:21.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week is totally a stressful week,all the tests are on this week and last week.I think i am going to break down soon,but luckily,this friday all my test will so i could at still catch a breadth.I hope that everything will be well soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-114006180389964734</id><published>2006-02-15T19:32:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T20:30:45.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[Songs]&lt;br /&gt;Song is something related with music. The only difference is that someone sings in a song but in the music, there is no one speaking. Music is present in songs and songs need music to become a song. Songs play a very essential in our life and even though we hear songs just for pleasure, think about it whether songs especially love songs have bring you joy and laughter or sadness. Lets take an example, if you break up with your partners, are your loved or closed ones also together with you when sure thing happens, no it isn't usually they are too busy to bother about your stuff, so songs play a very important part. No matter where you go, you will never fail to hear songs, so songs are than the ones who bring you through the times when you are down. Songs also let us think about idols. Everyone wants to be an idol because people like our homegrown talent Stefanie Sun inspire us to become one. And the society too are giving people a lot of opportunity to persue their dreams. The latest craze will be Singapore Idol. If you saw on televison, you would have known that the queue was so damn long. Why is the line so long, because people want to be idols? Not only singers can sing, now even actor or actress must know how to sing. The best example will be Hong Kong serials, the theme songs of the show are sung by the actor and actress of the show.&lt;br /&gt;Songs also bring people closer to each another. Radios are a very good example as djs always read out peoples smses so if you are awkward or shy to tell the person who you like in front of them I love you, then songs can be a very good way of conveying your thoughts to the person and the only way for the person to hear it is by the radio. People can also get together to catch a concert to enjoy the song together, this enhances the relationship between people.&lt;br /&gt;This paragraph may not be too suitable for children as this may sound a bit NC16.Soothing songs can also enhances people mentally of being "turn on" in terms of sex.Is can make the couples have more pleasure and cherish each other even more. This also another way to make the divorced rate to decrease.&lt;br /&gt;Everything has two sides, so songs are not necessary good too. Now on the market, there are many vulgar songs coming out in the market. And youngsters are the ones who enjoy this songs the most. These songs have a negative impact on the way they think. And if youngsters have a problem in the way they are thinking, than I am really worried about Singapore's future. Vulgar songs also cause youngsters to act the same way as the singers like in terms of Music Videos and the way they dressed up themselves. Vulgar songs also changes the way youngster think about sex.They will have the wrong impression that sex is the same as the way the songs described.&lt;br /&gt;To solve this problem, they should have some regulations like movies which have G, PG, NC16, M18 and R21.In that way, we can prevent youngsters from learning bad through songs.&lt;br /&gt;[Assignment by Mr Jae]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-114006180389964734?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/114006180389964734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=114006180389964734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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like her bio students even more and i am part of the team.How happy can i be to hear a teacher say that.And yes pure bio students are not nerd,they are funny,happy and you have a great time with time.Very tired already time to go off.BYE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-113888622234706006?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/113888622234706006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=113888622234706006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113888622234706006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113888622234706006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-very-happy-day-as-my-biology.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-113879117007135046</id><published>2006-02-01T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T02:52:50.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year is a very happy occasion which all chinese people love.Not only children will collect hongbao,we also get to eat many delicacies which only during chinese new year than we will be able to eat.Like:BaGua,Love letters and pineapple tarts.But for the married couples,their pocket may burn a big hole as they will have to give children hongbao.Reunion dinner is also a must must for Chinese New Year.CNY is a festival which is very meaningful as this maybe the one and only chance for big families to get together and chat about what happen for the past year.So all in all,CNY is a meaningful,happy and warming festival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-113879117007135046?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/113879117007135046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=113879117007135046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113879117007135046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113879117007135046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/2006/02/chinese-new-year-is-very-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-113832837521425566</id><published>2006-01-26T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T02:35:47.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[Gracious]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracious is a word which many people know in terms of the meaning.But not many people know how to be gracious. Gracious means characterized by kindness and warm courtesy,characterized by tact and propriety,of a merciful or compassionate nature and condescendingly courteous; indulgent.Anything that has got to do with personality is complicated,so gracious is also something which cannot escape the clutches of complicity.Gracious is something that can truly from your heart and it can also be a weapon to commercial people.If you watch ancient series you will know that when the emperor is merciful to his people,the more will the people respect him so if bosses want the respect of his staff members then gracious is also another key to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being gracious is difficult but if you are willing to help people without any terms and condition then you will experience the joy.Being gracious will also help you to broaden your social life and naturally,people will want to be your friend.but people nowadays are getting more and more barbaric.Vulgar words are naturally comming out of peoples' mouth.If we can so easily in using vuglarites why make use of this so called talent and use gracious words instead.It will not only benefit ourselves,it will also benefit others,making others have a better day.You will also like people to be courteous towards you instead of using vulgarites towards you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i say people use it as weapons to is because in this world there are some people who are bootlickers.They will do anything just to make the people of a higher status happy.So they will be gracious but they are gracious just to make their bosses happy.They will have the joy in the end but they will feel happy as they have been promoted to a higher level but not happy because they have done something good.So there will be joy in both cases but they way you feel will be different.But if you do it for terms and conditions,in the end your conscious will be guity instead of having a clear conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though being gracious is diffcult,but if we try,we will succeed.The joy in the end will be marvelous but most importantly,the pride will be in you.And you will be proud of yourself as you have been meciful,courteous,compassionate and kindness.The gracious i am trying to portrai here is in terms of action,not the elegance and good taste gracious. Perhaps i will talk more about that gracious later. So gracious is another pretty art so if people are gracious to you,learn how to apperciate it too. Lastly,I will like to give a phrase to you all,You Reap what You Sow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Assignment by Mr Jae]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-113832837521425566?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/113832837521425566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=113832837521425566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113832837521425566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113832837521425566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/2006/01/gracious-gracious-is-word-which-many.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-113828236825774777</id><published>2006-01-26T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T05:32:48.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz.Today was really a tiring day.Got tuition got bio.Going to break down soon,need a lot of rest !!!!Yesterday was also a very bad day as for the E.M.L ,i draw number 1 so  i am going first.Preparing in progress so that on that day will not embarass myself in front of everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-113767987886600946</id><published>2006-01-19T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T06:11:18.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursady another tough day that needs much endurance to get through.After biology which is five,i have to rush all the way home to shower and go for tuition which is at 6.00pm.It finshes at 7.30pm and when i get back home,i need to get back to study.Hope that God will be with me to help me out!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Needed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-113767987886600946?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/113767987886600946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=113767987886600946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113767987886600946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113767987886600946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/2006/01/thursady-another-tough-day-that-needs.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-113748855341804405</id><published>2006-01-17T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T05:40:30.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a very diffcult day for me to pass.I was so busy yesterday until i don't even have to take a break.The worst thing is that the Social Studies teacher Ms Ross scolded us too.I won't go into the details but luckily i have my teacher Mr Jae who stood up for my class.How much luck can i get to have such a teacher.even though it was a tough day but to know how good my teacher was was a blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to have a nicer day tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-113748855341804405?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/113748855341804405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=113748855341804405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113748855341804405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113748855341804405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/2006/01/yesterday-was-very-diffcult-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-113711955354695218</id><published>2006-01-12T18:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T19:32:44.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[Orange]&lt;br /&gt;Orange a vibrant and sporty colour.When this word comes into many peoples mind the first thing is the colour not the fruit.Orange is also a colour which could cheer people up.Even though orange is a nice colour,this colour is very striking but it could make the clothing the center of attraction.Orange is not mainly use like red,blue or black in terms of clothes.But when making it into accessories it will bring out the clothing.For orange in terms of fruit,it is also equally good.It gives us many vitamins and it can also make nice drinking fruit juice.orange juice also makes a good breakfast drink and it is more popular than milk.Orange for chinese is also very important in chinese new year as when we go visiting,we have to give the elders oranges for an exchange of hongbao whick mean red packets.Orange can also be made as a comparison in our daily lifes as the skin of the orange is very thick so we will have to open the orange to find the nice fruit which we want.It means we have to open up so that we will very nice friends which is the same as the fruit.Finally orange is a very common fruit,almost the whole world is familar with it. So lets hope that the colour will be as popular as the fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Assignment by Mr Jae]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-113711955354695218?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/113711955354695218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=113711955354695218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113711955354695218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113711955354695218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/2006/01/orange-orange-vibrant-and-sporty.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20854182.post-113707131035060097</id><published>2006-01-12T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T05:08:30.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today just missed four period of maths hope that i will be able to catch up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20854182-113707131035060097?l=elson911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/feeds/113707131035060097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20854182&amp;postID=113707131035060097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113707131035060097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20854182/posts/default/113707131035060097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elson911.blogspot.com/2006/01/today-just-missed-four-period-of-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886956319987240359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
