<?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-7272039226233679988</id><updated>2012-01-30T13:38:32.803+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Life'/><category term='newbies'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Educational Facts'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Emo Period'/><category term='Funny / Noob'/><category term='Unlucky Shits'/><category term='Stress'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Lucky Moments'/><category term='Experience'/><category term='Happy Times'/><category term='Memorable Stuff'/><category term='Favorites'/><title type='text'>~ zZz-Xiang ~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-1631681675779354943</id><published>2010-08-20T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T01:33:04.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;What makes a person your friend? Money? Status? Or just the fact that he can make you laugh with his jokes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Should friendship be limited to a bond formed between people of the same generation? Yes, it's easier to be closer to someone who is from the same generation as you do but do you ever try pushing the generation boundary further out? I mean it IS possible being friends with other people of different age group, right? So, I wonder why people don't normally do that. Isn't it great to be your parents' friend? Your boss's friend? And the most intriguing one, to me at least, is the bond between teachers and their students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I was always curious about how far you could push the boundary or the limit in the teacher-student relationship. Of course, not to the extreme sex scandal-paedophile teacher kind of relationship. I mean it as an honest kind. Only until Form 6 that I realised it's actually possible to be close with your teacher or mentor. I always felt inferior when talking to teachers. It was during Form 2 or Form 3 when I first became close to Ms Ooi. But that time, I bet she treated us as just kids, I wonder what would it be like if she's still here. I'm still angry of the fact that I wasn't able to pay my last respect to her because of family occasion being near to the date of her funeral. Maybe it was then I started questioning the traditions and superstitions the Chinese practices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Certainly, it's the bond between teachers and their students that causes me to make the decision to be a teacher myself. People always ask me, why not be a lecturer instead of being a school teacher. My answer would be the same, school teachers will get to interact with students more often and closer than lecturers do. Maybe it's just me not letting my school days go. But recently, I changed my mind to that perception. My supervisor proves me wrong. Lecturers DO interact with students quite closely if they want to. Most lecturers build a wall when they were talking to the students. Get past the wall and it will be a completely different thing. I've always try to get along with my teachers (the ones I think are nice people, of course) because you can see things at a different point of views from our generation. I'm glad I met Mr Ong in Form 6 but there was still a small hurdle there, maybe because he has a son of the same age group. Really feel like you can learn alot by being around the older people. Many people complained about their FYP lecturers but I'm just happy to have mine. Dr Hassan really helped me alot in my project. The fact that he said we were in a team of research rather than as supervisor and student during our first meeting makes me truly respect him already. And today, he told me that I am the first student who is ever this close to him and he treats me as a friend. Whoa! Feels damn appreciated and acknowledged! I'm not doing this to get good results or what, but I'm really curious how teachers can get connected to their students. I'm still desperately trying to figure that out with my students. Hard to get them to be more open to me. The problem might be them, might be me but one thing for sure, the fun of being a teacher is you're not going to be able to expect what is brought to the table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;One thing for certain, an educator is what I want to be, teacher, lecturer or tutor. Whatever it is, this will be my future. Can't wait to see what will happen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;*orb away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-1631681675779354943?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/1631681675779354943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=1631681675779354943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1631681675779354943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1631681675779354943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2010/08/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7809265321083397301</id><published>2010-08-15T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T02:26:01.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Life on a Flat Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Life has been downright FLAT and BORING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I can't wait to finish my course and move on to another phase of my life. If you think I'm emo now, think again. I'm actually quite excited to push myself forward and go further ahead in life. I don't want to have regrets that I didn't do what I should have done and things like that. It's the last year for my degree and I want to make this last journey a good one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I might not look like it, but I'm actually quite stressed out. It's so near to the end of my bachelor degree and I just can't accept it if I fall at the very last moment. Things have been according to plan so far, and it better continue on like this. Putting too much stress on myself? LOL. No doubt about it. I'm going to have to push myself harder for this semester and the coming semester. Results are going downhill, got to at least maintain the CGPA. My standing doesn't look good; the slightest mistake can result in a major disappointment. I need to accomplish this goal! Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Oh well, no use worrying so much about it. I'm just going to do the best I can and take one step at a time. I'm quite happy with what I got for my FYP title and my supervisor. Hope he could boost my CGPA up by giving me good grade. :D:D:D Dream on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;It's hard to keep my blog alive when there is so little happening in my life now. I don't want to bore my readers about how I spend my days in school and this and that. Just feel like writing something in my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Woah, it's late. SIAU LIAU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-7809265321083397301?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/7809265321083397301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=7809265321083397301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7809265321083397301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7809265321083397301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-on-flat-road.html' title='Life on a Flat Road'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-3783739739239317141</id><published>2010-04-19T07:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T07:48:38.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites'/><title type='text'>My First Few Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461627664827927986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/S8uZbJmDzbI/AAAAAAAAA7o/9s-v2YXZl1I/s400/The+Eerie+Night.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do you know of a certain restaurant in Sun Yat Sen Memorial Centre? No? Well, neither did I. I had the experience of dining there in conjunction of a friend's birthday. The ambience is absolutely fantastic, so is the surroundings. So I played with Damien's DSLR and instantly triggered my passion in photography. Damn it, another obsession in my life. My favourite shots of the traditional lamp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461627735553097666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/S8uZfREQP8I/AAAAAAAAA7w/cQAk9qfXQ5I/s400/Lurking+Shadow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-3783739739239317141?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/3783739739239317141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=3783739739239317141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3783739739239317141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3783739739239317141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-first-few-shots.html' title='My First Few Shots'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/S8uZbJmDzbI/AAAAAAAAA7o/9s-v2YXZl1I/s72-c/The+Eerie+Night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7909388164122969112</id><published>2010-03-31T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T02:31:19.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Out of The Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Do you have a line? I mean really, do you have a line? Are you the kind of person to draw a line for everything you do, so that you won't cross THE line? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;To me, life will be so much more simpler without those lines. Do whatever you want, say whatever you want and act however you want. Wouldn't that be perfect? The reason why I'm saying this is because recently I've crossed the freedom of speech line a couple of times until, well I pissed someone off. Normally, it wouldn't be that much of a problem but I guess when we get older, the line is getting closer and closer to us. Even the little little things you do can make you cross the line. To me, a person should have a considerable amount of sarcasm in their life, preferably in the way they talk. Make things more interesting, you see. But sometimes those sarcasms might be a little too much to others. Or maybe it was just me who was constantly pouring out sarcasm without even realizing I was doing that. I'm glad that person could open up to me and tell me to stop because I don't really know when to stop in life. So now, if I ever crossed any line, please do tell me. My line and yours are totally different. 'Cause if you don't I'll keep on pouring those sarcasms, thinking that you can accept it. I'll never be able to do that to a stranger, only to close friends. But if you're one of them and can't stand it, then tell me. I always think that sarcasm is one of those stuffs that distinguish friends from strangers. Or close friends from hi-bye friends. Some might think I'm a little too harsh in the usage of my words but most of the time I don't mean it like that unless the words are used against someone I hate! LOL. Other than that, it was just for fun and gag. No big deal! And being old doesn't mean we have to be boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;These days, I find it difficult juggling my assignments/reports/tests and tuition stuffs while maintaining my own daily personal stuffs like taking a nap and watching movies. Don't judge me. You need a balance life when you reach this point of my life or you'll go crazy. So taking a nap and watching movies, those are the minor minor things that keeps me sane most of the time. =D Even if I have to spend the whole day and night doing my work, at the end of it, I'll still spend some time doing my own personal stuff like blogging. Hence, the eye bags. In short, I would perfer having lack of sleep than not being able to do my personal everyday stuffs. Gosh, am I an idiot or what? LOL! So, having said all that, I'm still holding up despite my unorganized schedule. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Damn, I'm having quiz tomorrow (or should I say "later", LOL). Better get some rest now. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;P.S : It feels good to be back in blogging business again! I hope this time it stays for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-7909388164122969112?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/7909388164122969112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=7909388164122969112&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7909388164122969112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7909388164122969112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2010/03/out-of-line.html' title='Out of The Line'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-1489598604308908331</id><published>2010-01-03T19:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:01:47.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>What Have I Been Doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sorry for not updating my blog for quite some time. I just can't find any motivation in me to start a post. Procrastinating, lazy or busy, you name it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422486631000644882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/S0CK3IAZHRI/AAAAAAAAA68/4CVTFl3A5kA/s320/IMG_2118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anyway, just a few weeks ago, I went for a vacation out of the country for the first time. We (me, bro, mom and dad) was visiting my aunt in Taiwan. At first, I thought I would have difficulty finding food to eat. But it turned out to be very convenient for us as our hoStel was a walking distance away from the night market. The road there is very very confusing, to me at least and the cars move very fast which was the main reason why I'm afraid to cross the street there. But somehow, those Taiwanese can cross the streets even when the car is about only 10m away from them. They KNOW that the car would stop for them but I do not have that sense of security in me. LOLS. If I ever cross the street like that here in Malaysia, I would be honked the shit out of me. The weird thing is, the roads there are wide but very few cars are on the road. But here in Penang, the opposite happens. Taiwan is very similar to USM in terms of the number of dustbin available!!! LOLSSS. But people there won't simply throw rubbish like how it is in Malaysia although we can see plenty of dustbins available by the road side in Malaysia! What else is there to compare?? Hmm..You can hardly see beggers on the road over there. No stray animals. What else? Pet owners are allowed to take pets into the mall. Even the pets there are better trained than those in Malaysia. They can just put their dogs on the ground without lash and walk away. The dogs WILL follow and nobody will "pet"nap the dogs away! Very very safe environment. The photos had already been uploaded in my facebook account. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Having said all the happy stuffs, time for some rants. I'm having this heavy feelings. I don't know how to explain it, it's like I don't feel like doing anything right now. Tuition classes are starting soon. I'm teaching Physics by the way for those who didn't know already. This sem would be a terrible one for sure. I'm taking 2 Physics papers, 2 Physical Chem courses, 2 Analytical Chem courses and not to mention I have to prepare notes for my Physics tuition. Jeng jeng!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I still have no idea why I'm feeling this way. Shouldn't be because of my friends going back to their unis to study, it happens all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Probably coz it's the time of the year where I was determine to do something particular but didn't do, regret's my greatest fear! But it's time to let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Apong out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-1489598604308908331?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/1489598604308908331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=1489598604308908331&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1489598604308908331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1489598604308908331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-have-i-been-doing.html' title='What Have I Been Doing?'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/S0CK3IAZHRI/AAAAAAAAA68/4CVTFl3A5kA/s72-c/IMG_2118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-5502319066323176999</id><published>2009-11-18T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:05:17.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Post-Exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Exams are over! Finally. Time flies and now I'm half way through my course. Do I say this like everytime I start writing on my post-exam feelings?? LOL. After stating that, I know you know that I'll probably say "This semester's grade is falling down the drain". Well, that is obviously NOT TRUE! The correct statement would be, This semester's grade is falling down the PIT OF HELL!!! hahahaha. What's done is done! No point regretting over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Think think think, what should I be doing after the finals?? hmm...Oh yeah, I should probably start by cleaning up my dusty, messy room!!! In fact, when I was about to start this post, I've already done it. It is a side effect of procrastinating. I didn't know what to write for this post after so long that I'm out of the blogging activities. =P. The dusty part of my room has been taken care of, what's left is the messy part of the room. The condition of my room is always like the aftermath of a hurricane strike when the exams are near. Boys be boys, the only boy's room that I think is super clean would be Kiaoz's room. Being a compulsive horder like myself, my room is full of things I don't even need at this stage of my life. I just found out that I kept the cheat codes for the digimon game thingy. You know, the little device where you take care of a digimon monster and use it to fight with a friend's digimon and some cheat codes state that if you press this and that during the fight, you'll poison the enemy. That's obviously CRAP!! If you still believe in that, get your head checked or something. LOL! I forget where I get the cheat codes from but I was soooo organized; I kept them in a FILE! WOOHOO!! This doesn't seem to be happening for my study notes. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Holidays, holidays....*sigh* We were about to plan a trip to Taiwan this coming December, but unfortunately, luck isn't by our side. My mom said that there is no flight for us to return on the 27th or 28th. But oh well, it was an abrupt decision anyway, though my dad did talk about this trip for a very long time, but every attempt is being rejected by my mom. Money is her main concern but after being told just a week ago that the ticket for the flight on the 23rd is cheap, she agreed to it. Just when my mom finally gave in, things don't go as planned. Oh well, hopefully we'll be able to go next year. This time, a proper planning and budgeting since Matta Fair is available. And besides, I'm quite worried about not getting an Elf mouse when I'm away for Taiwan this coming Christmas. No worries now, this isn't the case already! hahahha. I can't believe I actually worry about MouseHunt when this awesome opportunity presents. Darn! I need help!!!!! MouseHunt is sucking the life force out of me!! I think this addiction is getting to each and everyone of us involved. Yesterday before Kw entered the car, he shouted "Shit" in a panic tone. We thought it was something serious; he forgot something or whatever. But he revealed that he is out of bait for the game!!! FTW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Work ?? Nah, I'm still jobless, still no students for my subjects in Adrian's tution centre. I hope this would change during the holidays. So now I'm focusing my attention to my brother since he'll be taking UPSR next year and he has ALOT to make up for. And again, my mom tried to persuade me to work for the holidays but the attempt was rejected flat by me. LOL. I'll be working my ass off until I die after I graduate. Is it too much to ask for me to "io si cheng" for the entire holidays? Speaking of which, do you guys know what is &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;IO SI CHENG&lt;/span&gt;; it is in Hokkien and directly translated as Shake Clock, grandfather clock to be specific. Hint : See how the clock moves. I can't believe some of the people I know which have a specific level of vulgarity understanding don't understand this at all!!! They know MILF, JIZZ, etc etc but &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;IO SI CHENG&lt;/span&gt; is not in their vocabulary. I was shocked!!! A classic &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;IO SI CHENG&lt;/span&gt; is not in their vocabulary! LOL! Hahaha, enough about this. It's just a random topic I discussed with my friends in MSN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wooo, I've written quite a long post here after such a long absence in the blogging world. I'll try to include more pictures next time, but no guarantee. Life has been pretty boring these days. So long, au revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-5502319066323176999?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/5502319066323176999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=5502319066323176999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5502319066323176999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5502319066323176999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-exam.html' title='Post-Exam'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-6305342113404340348</id><published>2009-10-18T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:29:36.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>THE HORROR!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALS IN 6th NOVEMBER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO WEEKS TO GO!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393915690521999618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/StsJvgn4OQI/AAAAAAAAA60/GmSB7JmlcK8/s320/SCREAM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH NOESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-6305342113404340348?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/6305342113404340348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=6305342113404340348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6305342113404340348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6305342113404340348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/10/horror.html' title='THE HORROR!!!!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/StsJvgn4OQI/AAAAAAAAA60/GmSB7JmlcK8/s72-c/SCREAM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-507752975930709048</id><published>2009-09-24T15:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:40:48.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites'/><title type='text'>Getting Busy...AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Busy busy busy....but too bad this has nothing to do with assignments and tasks. Just when the semester is ending and the finals are coming, great series; those that I follow, are starting their new season!!! DIMF (Damn It Mother Fucker)!!!!!!! Some spoilers ahead. Beware!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;First series that launches the attack is GOSSIP GIRLS. I would say it's about the same as the previous seasons, same dramatic features, same spoiled brats and the same damn-i'm-rich-i-can-do-anything-i-want attitude from the characters. Probably those are the specialty of this show, the cherry from a cake. Remember from the ending of the previous season, the line from Georgina, "Tell Jesus, the bitch is back!". And indeed the bitch is back!!!!!!!! WOOHOO!!! Epic showdown between her and Blair. Tough choice, but I think I'm gonna have to support Georgina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384949626258413474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SrsvJ4aBV6I/AAAAAAAAA6U/Ot3LYe7dSyo/s320/GossipGirlGlam%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Georgina should be in the picture....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then, Heroes comes next. I'm not particularly a super fan of Heroes. I just watch it for the fun of watching. It gets duller every season. I don't know what is wrong with Tim Kring, but his ideas are going down the drain. Some of the parts just don't make any sense especially when Peter completely forgets about the girl he left in the future. He was making a huge scene about wanting to save the girl but when the season came to an end, people asked "WHERE'S THE GIRL??". Excuse, WRITERS STRIKE! What a lame excuse. Owh owh owh owh.....for those who had watched Gamer, DID YOU SEE HOW STUPID PETER WAS IN THERE??? LOL!!! He gave me a ROFLWTFBBQ expression. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384949897226727970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SrsvZp15siI/AAAAAAAAA6c/1wqkX8d6M3o/s320/heroes_682_611989a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm...I couldn't find the picture for the latest season....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A 2 hour premiere of Heroes has already made me stayed up until 4am to watch it. Then Hock told me that House is out too...!!! HOUSE!!!!!!!! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!!!! The previous House season ended with a BANGBOOMWOWWTFZOMG effect....House went to Tanjung Rambutan!!! Uber KWAARK! The season premiere is simply amazing! House is now moving up to the top of my list of favourite show. The 2 hours combined episodes was made into like a movie. The whole 2 hours is about how House gets out from Tanjung Rambutan. Probably there'll be a change in the main character's traits but I doubt so. House IS House. Nobody can change him. Huhuhuh....He'll be consuming Vicodin sooner or later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384950084495949234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SrsvkjeXPbI/AAAAAAAAA6k/N_xO7SiiVis/s320/dr-house-serie-succes-streaming-L-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't need to have other people in the picture....House is more than enough&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And Desperate Housewives is out next week!!!! Damn those series!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SrswDj4-3uI/AAAAAAAAA6s/0i9x4M9rlf4/s1600-h/1149891_44e33c08-5659-4363-b96e-82d488825616-desperate-housewives-photo-promo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384950617183543010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SrswDj4-3uI/AAAAAAAAA6s/0i9x4M9rlf4/s320/1149891_44e33c08-5659-4363-b96e-82d488825616-desperate-housewives-photo-promo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks to PPSTv, I can watch all these series without downloading them and wasting my time in that useless desktop ( I choose not to download anything using my laptop). You can see now how busy I'm going to be, occupied with all these shows. ARGH!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7272039226233679988-507752975930709048?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/507752975930709048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=507752975930709048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/507752975930709048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/507752975930709048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-busyagain.html' title='Getting Busy...AGAIN'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SrsvJ4aBV6I/AAAAAAAAA6U/Ot3LYe7dSyo/s72-c/GossipGirlGlam%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-6834189559510781468</id><published>2009-09-12T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:41:02.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Period'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Stuff'/><title type='text'>In Loving Memories Of....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My Grandpa....mom's side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Just came back from his funeral service. I'll miss him for sure, especially his warm smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He had this warm smile that when you look at it, you won't feel the slightest anger in you. The news came to us very abruptly on Thursday (10/09/09) morning. There was no sign of him being very ill. It just happened!!! We don't know what time and how he actually passed away, but definitely in a peaceful way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He stayed with us for a few months, shared room with me when he was here. Throughout the whole stay, he hadn't complained about anything and he was not expecting any help from us. He's anything but dependent. He had this hearing problem and even when he couldn't hear us, he'll just reply with his smile. He liked chinese chess. He played with his chess buddy last time but according to my mom, his buddies all passed away before him. So he resorted to playing the old version of PS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Love you, grandpa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-6834189559510781468?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/6834189559510781468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=6834189559510781468&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6834189559510781468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6834189559510781468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-loving-memories-of.html' title='In Loving Memories Of....'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7143107723210671741</id><published>2009-08-24T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:28:43.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Brain Distortion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey, I'm back! You all out there must be wondering where have I been this whole time. I didn't go anywhere for the holidays, just lazy to update my blog. Gosh, I'm honest this time. lol. Anyway, I think I have an illness, an Unidentified Neuro Illness. Let's call it U.N.I for the fun of it. LOL. Anyway, everyone knows that brains consists of two sides, each controlling different aspects of the things you can do. I didn'tdo any research about it when I decided to write about it. So do tell me if I'm wrong. Ok, basically what I understand about those two different sides of the brain is that one controls mostly &lt;strong&gt;scientific&lt;/strong&gt; stuffs and another control the &lt;strong&gt;non-scientific&lt;/strong&gt; stuffs, e.g language, communication skills etc etc. Well, I think I'm losing the non-scientific part of my brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*screams in horror*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have evidence to support it. LOL. It seems that I've lost my touch in translating from English to BM. Not to boast, but I do find it easy to do the translation when I was in Semester 1, when I was studying LKM400 (in short....BM). So it's been one year since I actively read any BM reading materials. So this isn't such a concrete evidence. I do have a hypothesis though. I'm learning so much about Chemistry, about science that I think my non-scientific side is deteriorating to provide more space to my scientific side so that I can study better. You know, it's like the scientific side has expanded its empire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today, I lent my assignment to one of my coursemate and when I asked him to pass up for me, he looked blur. You know why? 'Cause I direct translate "&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;pass up for me&lt;/span&gt;" to Mandarin : "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gei wo&lt;/span&gt;" which results in a total different meaning. The latter means to "&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;pass TO me&lt;/span&gt;". ARGHH!! It should have been "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pang wo jiao&lt;/span&gt;" (&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;help me to pass it up&lt;/span&gt;). 21 years of speaking in Mandarin doesn't help at all. Seems like all the languages I've learnt are "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pua tang sai&lt;/span&gt;" (&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;half shit tank&lt;/span&gt;). Cantonese : I understand it but I'm not fluent in it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIL!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hokkien : Vocabulary limited to KNN, CB, LC etc etc  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIL!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;French : Not even half shit tank!!!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIL!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BM : Losing it~~    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIL!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mandarin : 21 years of "chi liau bi" (feed waste rice)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;English : I'm in Malaysia. What do you expect??  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIL!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Owh yea. Talking about Hokkien. I only learn Hokkien through my friends since Std 1. I went to school without any knowledge whatsoever about Hokkien, and slowly pick up the pace. You would have thought I've picked up alot in these years. Well, you're wrong. I don't even catch the meaning of the following sentense : "&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Lu lang sin ku tiu be chiau ko. H1N1 si mo cheng eh.&lt;/span&gt;" LOL! For some of you who know who wrote this, you might be laughing right now. But not a laughing material kay, I seriously suck in interpreting. When I finally been told of the meaning, I was like "&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;OHHHH....WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT??&lt;/span&gt;" I didn't even know what's &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;CHIAU KO&lt;/span&gt; and I couldn't even think of the meaning that matches with the simple word like &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;MO CHENG&lt;/span&gt;!!! LOL!!! I know this is sentense sounds funny but it still proves that my language side of my brain is deteriorating, and FAST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If my hypothesis is right, the only cure is to stop studying about science. What's worse is that the increse doesn't match with the decrease. Example, my language side deteriorates by 60% but my scientific side only increases by 10%. So now, both are incapable of performing fully, so I'm communicating badly and having trouble with studying. NOOOESSSSS!!!! If I continue studying for Masters, oh god help me, I might turn into a retard, unable to speak well. I'll most probably be like unable to use &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;punctuation grammer all gone rong speak in farny sentenses and all sorts. Imagin teaching a master purrsueing student who cant talks or speaks wel. then ill be like the character in the nohvul flowers for algernon and go thru human experimens to fix my UNI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AHHAHAHA!! Ok, &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;enuff&lt;/span&gt;, ***enough with this crap. I'm just having a random thought if this kind of illness really exists, where a genius retard will be born. A person who excels sooooo greatly in scientific matters but fails in communications. Scary huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAGING FOR DR HOUSE!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-7143107723210671741?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/7143107723210671741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=7143107723210671741&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7143107723210671741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7143107723210671741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/08/brain-distortion.html' title='Brain Distortion'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-2834427567685232588</id><published>2009-08-05T19:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:56:31.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Loh Guan Lye Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I woke up on one fine Sunday morning, received a message from Hock in MSN asking my agreement to visit someone in Loh Guan Lye. I was quite shocked as I only knew that the person was sick but didn't know it was to the extent of hospital-level of illness. Then after awhile, only I know that the noob suffered a 40.3 degrees fever before she decided to be dragged by her mom to the CLINIC. Clinic doesn't work, too bad. So, off to the hospital she went on Saturday and didn't even contact her friends..HMMPH!!! So now, she's back at home and DIDN'T REST and ONLINE!!! Tsk Tsk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So, Who's That Pokemon???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366444077847586098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SnlwdMcapTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/nw19FMaPR-w/s320/candid+shot.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So, we went in the afternoon; me, hock and cs and we saw TH lying on the bed with the I.V drop. And she was writing her thesis with her face covered with BOON'S CAMALINE LOTION!!! Boon really does know all the ways to reduce itchyness!! First, the Monkey balm in Monkey Beach and now, CALAMINE LOTION!! Boon needs an advertisement : &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Find Boon for effective RELIEF&lt;/span&gt;!!! KWAARK....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I took a few shots of her going into the bathroom with the I.V drop. Priceless!!! Damn, karma is going to slap me in the face one day for doing this!! hahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366444259346642866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SnlwnwlKd7I/AAAAAAAAA50/q1TslMCuwf4/s320/Image002.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; Getting ready to bring her companion together....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366444570855697266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Snlw55Cta3I/AAAAAAAAA58/chiaD_62_R0/s320/Image003.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;charging in!!! CHONG RRRR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366444700941710994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SnlxBdpodpI/AAAAAAAAA6E/2sWXiWtQ48s/s320/Image000.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*flush* what a relief??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I hope she reads this. Take Care and Rest Well....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366444790254261730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SnlxGqXZ1eI/AAAAAAAAA6M/2a-vzUJ_isw/s320/Image004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-2834427567685232588?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/2834427567685232588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=2834427567685232588&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/2834427567685232588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/2834427567685232588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/08/loh-guan-lye-visit.html' title='Loh Guan Lye Visit'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SnlwdMcapTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/nw19FMaPR-w/s72-c/candid+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-1132498668649529089</id><published>2009-07-28T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T01:42:52.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Addictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OWHHHHH NOESSSSSSSSSS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When I visit other people's blogs and I saw the link to my blog, I freaked out. 'Cause something unacceptable was written below it; "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last updated 2 weeks ago&lt;/span&gt;". I shuddered to the thought that "&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As Apongbalik And Kacangputih&lt;/span&gt;" will eventually end up like "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Words Within The Heart&lt;/span&gt;". WELL, IT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN! Not while I'm still in 43kgs. Not while Ah Boon is shy with Suzanne around. And obviously not while KW is secretly admiring GT! Well, no further elaboration on that last one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, as you might be able to point out when you were in Facebook, I have officially become a MouseHunt addict. It's a passive game where you click the horn that is displayed on screen every 15 minutes. Then, with the probability set in the program, you will be able to see what you've caught after sounding the horn. It's that simple, YET addictive! There were times where I went to the uni library to log in to my account and sound the horn. Whenever chance arise, you'll probably see me in the library sounding the horn and mumbling about how I fail to catch a mouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 52px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 60px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363196335880458866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sm3mpuzU0nI/AAAAAAAAA5k/RJ-SUTbzMm0/s320/serp_logo.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yea yea. I know some of you might think it's silly to get addicted to these kind of games. Okay, enough with addiction. Let's talk about habit. Apparently, I've been eating alot at night these days. I know it's unhealthy but what am I suppose to do? I can't sleep with an empty stomach. There were alot of times during my childhood where I woke my mum up in the middle of the night to prepare peanut butter bread or strawberry jam bread for me. Whenever I got hungry, I just can't sleep well. But, the effect has worn down when I grow up. You must be wondering why I can't be fat even with such craving for food. Don't ask, just accept it. That's how I got over my weight issue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, this post is just another insignificant one to eliminate the "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last updated 2 weeks ago&lt;/span&gt;" statement in the blogs which have my link in it. A bientot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-1132498668649529089?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/1132498668649529089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=1132498668649529089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1132498668649529089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1132498668649529089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/07/addictions.html' title='Addictions'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sm3mpuzU0nI/AAAAAAAAA5k/RJ-SUTbzMm0/s72-c/serp_logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-6385805963602236034</id><published>2009-07-12T03:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T04:13:47.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unlucky Shits'/><title type='text'>Faedah, eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Woot, I guess I've been slacking off in my blogging activity. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, classes have already started for a week now, and travelling to and fro is like nothing to me anymore. One particular journey will definitely be remembered for quite some time, as I almost got fined. Not by the security people in USM but by the actual policeman outside. Huhu~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, I was travelling back from uni the other day using the Yeap Chor Ee Road. After passing a school on the right, I'll have to turn left at the traffic light. If you know the place well, you'll know there's a church nearby and behind it is the Hamidkhan school. After I made the turn into the school which I know is illegal, but I do it afterall to save me the trouble of going a big round, I was stopped by a policeman. There was another on a lookout for other crime-doers.  At first, I thought it was just a normal procedure where they check your IC and license and that's it. But unfortunately, I was told that I made an illegal turning. Dang! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Police : Encik, saya bagi saman ya~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : (think for awhile) Boleh bagi peluang tak tuan? (normal reaction la, right?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Police : Apa bagi peluang? (sounds annoyed)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : (quick in replying the annoyed voice) Tak pa tak pa tuan. Takde apa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Police : Kamu bagi tau saya....apa peluang u mau? Ada peluang minta maaf, ada &lt;something&gt; faedah &lt;and&gt;. Cakap. Apa u mau?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : (Shit!) errrr.... u bagi tau apa you mau buat? Bagi saman pun takpa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Police : U kerja sebagai apa?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : Student saja. Dari USM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Police : Saman banyak jugak tau. 200 untuk belok kanan, 100 lagi untuk double line. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : (still confused) errrrr....apa you nak buat tuan?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Police : U cakap apa u mau? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another car is being spotted doing that illegal turning and was stopped behind me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : Kalau macam ni tuan, saya minta maaf yea.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Police : (glanced at the car for an instant) Kali pertama saya bagi peluang ya. Saya tak mau terima wang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : Terima kasih tuan. (DAMN RELIEVED!!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The fact that I didn't offer any amount was because it might be a trap. Later who knows after offering an amount, they start accusing me for extra crime. I would be better off with the fine. but oh well, like Kiaoz said, acting pity is always the best escape way. I think the other car saved my ass. LOL! But hell I wasn't acting, I was seriously blank at that time. I wouldn't even want to think how my face would look like being scared and having to smile at times like this. UGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-6385805963602236034?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/6385805963602236034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=6385805963602236034&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6385805963602236034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6385805963602236034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/07/faedah-eh.html' title='Faedah, eh?'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7761475783691118898</id><published>2009-06-26T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:20:40.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny / Noob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Weird Banner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SkR2s0kSipI/AAAAAAAAA5c/ohm60UcWWrE/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351532769620167314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SkR2s0kSipI/AAAAAAAAA5c/ohm60UcWWrE/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Are you thinking what I'm thinking??? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Whatever you think of this banner, post a comment to let me know if you're thinking the same thing as I am. hehe~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7272039226233679988-7761475783691118898?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/7761475783691118898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=7761475783691118898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7761475783691118898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7761475783691118898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/06/weird-banner.html' title='Weird Banner'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SkR2s0kSipI/AAAAAAAAA5c/ohm60UcWWrE/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-2016158419111662558</id><published>2009-06-22T01:35:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T02:34:48.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>Underwater Pictures - Redang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj57deuEqyI/AAAAAAAAA5U/1IXeF0jh2sY/s1600-h/IMG_7976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349849153755458338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj57deuEqyI/AAAAAAAAA5U/1IXeF0jh2sY/s320/IMG_7976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lawrence, Brendon and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj57EgjhAiI/AAAAAAAAA5M/mqPSA6ivpy8/s1600-h/IMG_7958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349848724751319586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj57EgjhAiI/AAAAAAAAA5M/mqPSA6ivpy8/s320/IMG_7958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleeping with the fishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj56mX2noVI/AAAAAAAAA5E/e_q2DiF1ITw/s1600-h/IMG_7949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349848207019450706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj56mX2noVI/AAAAAAAAA5E/e_q2DiF1ITw/s320/IMG_7949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; damn I like my hair here~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5558UrhKI/AAAAAAAAA48/3CUagvRAQPg/s1600-h/IMG_7944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349847443715097762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5558UrhKI/AAAAAAAAA48/3CUagvRAQPg/s320/IMG_7944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dancing with the fishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj55g2tp9HI/AAAAAAAAA40/iyOvTZTM2C8/s1600-h/IMG_7900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349847012712510578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj55g2tp9HI/AAAAAAAAA40/iyOvTZTM2C8/s320/IMG_7900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is hock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj55NNihsfI/AAAAAAAAA4s/A5S10XVkbLA/s1600-h/IMG_7898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349846675242463730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj55NNihsfI/AAAAAAAAA4s/A5S10XVkbLA/s320/IMG_7898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it looks abit like acorn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj54rTKidFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/6QlXK2YoFNQ/s1600-h/IMG_7897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349846092636910674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj54rTKidFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/6QlXK2YoFNQ/s320/IMG_7897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Threesome!!! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj535_rEI_I/AAAAAAAAA4c/9zmzqR_q89M/s1600-h/IMG_7895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349845245591036914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj535_rEI_I/AAAAAAAAA4c/9zmzqR_q89M/s320/IMG_7895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; errrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj53PAjeCdI/AAAAAAAAA4U/f6KP3-G0IB8/s1600-h/IMG_7860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349844507093240274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj53PAjeCdI/AAAAAAAAA4U/f6KP3-G0IB8/s320/IMG_7860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spot the turtle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj52W4ey_tI/AAAAAAAAA4M/rIQSwvuZ93w/s1600-h/IMG_7856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349843542853484242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj52W4ey_tI/AAAAAAAAA4M/rIQSwvuZ93w/s320/IMG_7856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice fishies~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj51l44_0uI/AAAAAAAAA4E/bM92f1R1-Fg/s1600-h/IMG_7845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349842701149786850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj51l44_0uI/AAAAAAAAA4E/bM92f1R1-Fg/s320/IMG_7845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ultimate arm kong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj51MX1CQPI/AAAAAAAAA38/cdFMBCpfgS8/s1600-h/IMG_7841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349842262778069234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj51MX1CQPI/AAAAAAAAA38/cdFMBCpfgS8/s320/IMG_7841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;S.O.S!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj50opyFE3I/AAAAAAAAA30/hc-roOSWZw4/s1600-h/IMG_7837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349841649122218866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj50opyFE3I/AAAAAAAAA30/hc-roOSWZw4/s320/IMG_7837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;looks like kulat tetupai...the sea version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5znPkcJhI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Hh_4ZQOUyzo/s1600-h/IMG_7802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349840525394191890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5znPkcJhI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Hh_4ZQOUyzo/s320/IMG_7802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahoy, matey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5zIuMA-lI/AAAAAAAAA3k/QP2mx2A1ZyE/s1600-h/IMG_7769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349840001037302354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5zIuMA-lI/AAAAAAAAA3k/QP2mx2A1ZyE/s320/IMG_7769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nicest close up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5yyPDVl-I/AAAAAAAAA3c/TcTH_l4wAxA/s1600-h/IMG_7765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349839614722283490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5yyPDVl-I/AAAAAAAAA3c/TcTH_l4wAxA/s320/IMG_7765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lawrence likes this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5wLrXDLHI/AAAAAAAAA3U/OSnp5y1ZWXc/s1600-h/IMG_7756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349836753283001458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5wLrXDLHI/AAAAAAAAA3U/OSnp5y1ZWXc/s320/IMG_7756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is what you called making out with the fishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5v0u1TyOI/AAAAAAAAA3M/4qY4iTG5hZE/s1600-h/IMG_7745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349836359078234338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5v0u1TyOI/AAAAAAAAA3M/4qY4iTG5hZE/s320/IMG_7745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;don't be shy~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7272039226233679988-2016158419111662558?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/2016158419111662558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=2016158419111662558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/2016158419111662558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/2016158419111662558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/06/underwater-pictures-redang.html' title='Underwater Pictures - Redang'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj57deuEqyI/AAAAAAAAA5U/1IXeF0jh2sY/s72-c/IMG_7976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-5133336201222201773</id><published>2009-06-21T15:29:00.042+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:32:34.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>Redang Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ahhh, the comfort of my home. After having a week filled with so much activities, home is what I'm looking for, especially my bed. I'm in a serious sleep deprived condition. The week started with the trip to Redang and the followed by Bro Paul's retirement events and a short hiking trip to Pantai Kerachut. See how productive I am. Haha. But this post is mostly about the Redang trip. So, it's going to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; longgggg post. Feel free to close the window if by any point you feel tired of reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Departure Day +&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Night. Mobil Station, opposite the Sg Nibong bus terminal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This was where we waited for our bus. The bus was supposed to take us to somewhere in Bukit Mertajam so that we can change to another bus that takes us straight to the Redang jetty. But when the bus had crossed the Penang Bridge, the shitty driver suddenly realized that he had left out another couple at the waiting venue. So, no choice, we had to go back again and fetch the couple. Damn BOBO, they really can't do anything right. There's bound to be mistake in whatever they do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349773291982630850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj42dvl_L8I/AAAAAAAAAx0/8oh5OZn2Jok/s320/DSC03087.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Multiple images of Penang Bridge lights~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;That is all I've got to say about the first driver. Then, we switched to the bus that takes us directly to Redang. The first few hours was ok until a point when he stopped in front of a mamak restaurant, "Kari Kepala Ikan Salim" , telling us to go pee while we can. But in fact, when everyone was back from their toilet breaks, the driver wasn't around. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HE WAS EFF-ING EATING HIS SUPPER.&lt;/span&gt; We were waiting damn patiently, without aircond, in the bus. We were there for like 1 hour. Shit man. If you think that was all from the bus driver's part, you are so damn wrong!!! Just when we felt comfortable and was ready to sleep, the driver turned on his radio, listening to INDIAN SONGS!!! There were countless times where the volume suddenly shoots up and scare the hell out of you with those Tamil language. It was like a momentary alarm clock, wakes you up to make sure you are still alive. The journey was damn long, and I had difficulties sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+ Day 1 +&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We arrived at Merang Jetty at 7 something in the morning but our boat was scheduled to be at 9.30am. On top of all the waiting, the bus driver dropped us at the wrong jetty station. We were waiting stupidly over there until we realized that there were different stations for different resorts in Redang. And of all the stations located there, ours was the last one in the whole stretch of stations. It was very secluded and blocked by a lorry which was filled with tanks of diesel for the boat. I thought 9.30am was the earliest boat but when we found our station, people had already board the earlier 8am boat. We missed the earlier boat by a foot step. Had we notice about the jetty's system earlier, we would arrive Redang earlier and rest. We saw a session of "jual-beli" between the fishermen and the fish mongers while waiting for the boat. That wasn't something you can see everyday in your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349773514337729762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj42qr7kvOI/AAAAAAAAAx8/AWdbdCnKF5k/s320/DSC03098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Vroooommm~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349772565246262994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj41zcSiPtI/AAAAAAAAAxc/VkokNwLdJm4/s320/DSC03103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rebut rebut~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349772891056822322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj42GaB02DI/AAAAAAAAAxk/pU1lUIi41t0/s320/DSC03109.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Arm kong pic!!! WOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349773108202266498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj42TC9VX4I/AAAAAAAAAxs/cbkpMjevf78/s320/DSC03110.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kw seemed reluctant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349773732081321698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj423XFsRuI/AAAAAAAAAyE/5CsiVWfMTDk/s320/DSC03122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Doesn't that woman behind kw look like Pn Ang??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We arrived in Redang, and we were AMAZED by the clarity of the sea water. We can even see what's beneath the sea where the water level is at knee high. Being compared to Penang, I don't think we can see what's beneath the water at the level of ankle. I'm not exaggerating. If you don't believe it, spend your next holiday in Redang and I bet you'll never ever want to swim in Penang sea anymore. Redang is actually a place of many many islands. I supposed the big island is where all the resorts are located. Ours is Redang Bay Resort. When we checked in, the things we got were a key with a huge wooden keychain to indicate your room number and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;AN AIRCOND REMOTE CONTROL.&lt;/span&gt; LOL! When we saw our room, some of us were quite shocked and maybe a little disappointed. To be honest, I was kind of hoping to get a suite like the one in Gurney Hotel. WOOHOO....how naive~~ But now I feel that the room was luxurious after a certain "monkey balm" experience!! keke!!! Ok now about the food. I'm a little disappointed. My definition of buffet is like the one in Co-curriculum Night at the very least. But instead, we got a mini buffet like the one in LTC where you only have few choices of lauk-pauk you could include with your rice. But oh well, when you're hungry, everything tastes good! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349774116028211938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj43NtZw4uI/AAAAAAAAAyM/xV86Duu0T80/s320/DSC03147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;H&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ammock&lt;/span&gt; spamming 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349774303370432338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj43YnToT1I/AAAAAAAAAyU/MsCVBWux6xw/s320/DSC03149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The water is imba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The first activity on the itenery was snorkeling and most of us had completely zero knowledge on using the snorkeling mask. So we practised in the sea near our beach. Even in such shallow place; probably at knee level, we could see a lot of fishes swimming around. The corals further up were nice too. The experience of looking at the corals at such close distance where you could step on it was and STILL IS abit scary, expecially when you don't even know what lurks around beneath the corals. Our first snorkeling trip was fun, of course but the corals weren't very nice. Most of them are dead. But we got the opportunity to play with sea cucumber. I bet Choya will love it, since it's almost in the shape of a cucumber. Plus, it is slippery and it splurts water out when squeezed. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;JUST THE RIGHT THING FOR CHOYA!!!&lt;/span&gt; LOL!!!! In just a short period of time in Redang, Joshua had already experienced his worst sunburn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349774674034835794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj43uMI6QVI/AAAAAAAAAyc/QYFFEOwzDig/s320/DSC03153.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349775019882098306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj44CUhUroI/AAAAAAAAAyk/PVnYjh3bcz4/s320/DSC03154.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Redang Bay Resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349775357649434914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj44V-zVOSI/AAAAAAAAAys/faiPOlMkXcQ/s320/DSC03159.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cool people + cool scenery = COOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349775637013005954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj44mPgzBoI/AAAAAAAAAy0/IcjuGegqGWw/s320/DSC03169.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2 emo shitz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349775939762188722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj4433V08bI/AAAAAAAAAy8/A9iVacxfhcA/s320/DSC03192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Chillin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;At night, we didn't do much but chilled at the bar in our resort. To my surprise, the drinks were quite cheap and affordable and DELICIOUS of course. Then we played Happy Family, it's a card game if you are not exposed to it before; in the room and everyone was like damn high over such a simple game. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+ Day 2 +&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349779388964927762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj48Aon1-RI/AAAAAAAAAzE/hhpEi0QolFI/s320/DSC03204.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ahhh, the great outdoors. The second day was about the same. We had two snorkeling trips but we exchanged one for jungle trekking. The morning snorkeling trip was in the Redang Marine Park. We were the first batch of tourists to had arrived. So when we went into the sea, our movements weren't restricted. I was hoping to see some small sharks but too bad, there wasn't any. The popular fish there were the giant grouper, about 50kg and the giant mockerel eel which is about 12ft long. But I only saw two giant groupers. The eel was hiding and refused to come out. The wave wasn't strong that day, so the water was quite clear and we could see snorkel in peace. The corals were pretty but I expected more. We tried to rent the underwater camera for this snorkeling trip but all of the cameras were booked beforehand. Lucky for us, we had another day to have our underwater pictures taken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When we came back from the snorkeling, some of us were drained off of their energy and we decided after that to postpone the jungle trekking. We traded the jungle trekking with an afternoon of walking along the beach, enjoying the scenery which will be gone someday soon. LOL. About every 200 - 500m you might be able to find an empty cigarette pack or cigarette on the beach. Sometimes if you're lucky you might find plastic bags floating near the shore. But that's rare, fortunately. We walked til' the end of the beach and we found More More Tea Inn, the place where the movie starring Richie Ren and Sammi Cheng was filmed. Quite a nice place. I still remember the Redang in the movie wasn't that developed. It was very nice and calm. So, please go Redang for a vacation when you have the chance before it's too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349779720403271330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj48T7U5vqI/AAAAAAAAAzM/OoA840A2_ww/s320/DSC03239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm so damn yeng with those 6 packs~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349780057486191506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj48njDu65I/AAAAAAAAAzU/UCVp5HUbu8E/s320/DSC03241.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;More More Tea Inn...FEEL TEH LOVE~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349780863376353314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj49WdO66CI/AAAAAAAAAzc/26w5cUJkPoo/s320/DSC03243.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Random!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349781029098827538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj49gGmPLxI/AAAAAAAAAzk/rm_0dVuU7Tk/s320/DSC03245.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Random too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349781414517798434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj492iZR9iI/AAAAAAAAAzs/04Xyh4oCkUY/s320/DSC03257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eff-ing nice clarity!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349781743302739410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj4-JrNuBdI/AAAAAAAAAz0/5tGdNSzhr04/s320/DSC03259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I SEE NICE VIEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In the evening, it was time for banana boat! I'd always wanted to try that sport. Speed + Water = FUNVEE!!! The first few minutes were boring, so we decided to rock the banana abit. WRONG DECISION! The second the boat turns, we toppled and DOWN WE WENT! LOL! When we went into the water, some noob behind me was finding something to grab and my legs became her victim. Not only that, when I was floating, I heard her voice from behind and I knew I was in deep shit. She was holding on to my life jacket while she was literally floating herself. I was like &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Don't...*blurp blurp*....pull me..*drink sea water, blurp blurp* ...LET GO...*blurp blurp*".&lt;/span&gt; Damn it was dangerous! After that fall, we were able to balance ourselves and nothing can make us fall anymore. But I really wish I could do it all over again and fall more this time. hehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349782317603556146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj4-rGptCzI/AAAAAAAAAz8/j3cLtznKC7E/s320/DSC03265.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Getting ready to sit on the banana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349782966541525074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj4_Q4IkoFI/AAAAAAAAA0E/-fc0E51PXME/s320/DSC03270.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349783568458460818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj4_z6cwLpI/AAAAAAAAA0M/DxNyPswakxA/s320/DSC03279.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And down we go~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349784021339307810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5AORj9fyI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ZvUcMf5fKU0/s320/DSC03280.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See the people on the right? That's where I almost drowned by the noob! LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349784401695599506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5Akaf965I/AAAAAAAAA0c/-as9Ittzkfo/s320/DSC03283.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349785112104249778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5BNw-lqbI/AAAAAAAAA0k/vR_LAYcK6Dw/s320/DSC03284.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349788075688682034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5D6RMLYjI/AAAAAAAAA0s/kpO_D8U55Xo/s320/DSC03285.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349788423091799154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5EOfXiRHI/AAAAAAAAA00/4Ao9kgzpIFI/s320/DSC03286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; 4th&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349788764821854258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5EiYaVGDI/AAAAAAAAA08/rFBXiS4k1LQ/s320/DSC03287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5th&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349790207309519442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5F2WGMGlI/AAAAAAAAA1E/kn6kcn-oPI0/s320/DSC03288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When the moon is out and the sky is dark, we had nothing else better to do. Then this Joshua came out with an idea to play ping pong when I was spamming the hammock. It's clear that playing ping pong at night after which you just bathed was not such a brilliant idea. Chilling in the room with drinks from the bar was the right way to end the day in Redang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349791157544545298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5Gtp_37BI/AAAAAAAAA1M/ws48Qn3XO00/s320/DSC03359.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hammock spamming 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349791437531812898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5G99CClCI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Ppp1HccIJZ8/s320/DSC03360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dumb idea!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+ Day 3 +&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349792182300674690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5HpTgxioI/AAAAAAAAA1c/D_HydhAV5GU/s320/DSC03378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ohh yeah~~ We got ourselves an underwater camera for this day. Time to spam!!! It was the last day and we want every bit of our underwater adventure to be immortalised. hehe~~ Being the odd group which stayed there for 4 days and 3 nights, we were given the privilege to choose where to snorkel on that day. We wanted to go Turtle Bay but too bad we weren.t allowed to. So, the only nice corals place left is Marine Park. The ocean was rocky that day, causing low visibility due to the movement of sand. It was very tiring for us to even swim at a close distance. But I'm glad we chose that coz we saw a WILD TURTLE!!! WOOT!!!! We were talking with a Guangzhou couple that time when I felt bored and put my head into the water. AND TA-DA!!! The turtle loves me! LOL! I spotted it and Lawrence spammed the camera on it like nobody's business. Haha!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST EXPERIENCE EVER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's damn rare to find a turtle near the shore with so many human legs floating on the surface. When I first saw it, everything bad about this trip had just gone away! Every penny I spent was worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349792790214080290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5IMsKn9yI/AAAAAAAAA1k/jPbu3rp4oJs/s320/DSC03428.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hammock spamming 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The people there were very nice. To my surprise, they can understand Hokkien, as in Penang hokkien. Then most of them could speak in Mandarin, even the briefing was given in Mandarin as the majority was Chinese. But I can never understand their Malay accent. They're not just boatman, but some of them are DJs at night at the bar. What an interesting job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We were supposed to have a jungle trekking later in the afternoon, but the damn rocky ocean drained off our energy again. Plus, it was the last day, everyone was tired. So, we called it off again. But, since we were having a vacation on an island, might as well do some water sports instead of land activities. So, in the afternoon, we spent most of our time in the sea, camwhoring with the fishes. We want to make full use of the underwater camera as it only lasted until 7pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;One thing bad that we shared about being on boat most of the time was that we felt dizziness even when we were in the room or in the canteen eating. Joshua even experienced it while having a shower. LOL! Serious! Most of us had this. It was just a slight dizziness and imbalance but it won't cause seasick. Unlike the nights before, the last night was crazy. We brought back souvenirs for ourselves through body tatoo-ing. It was airbrush anyway, so it will fade in 5-7 days. But mine has already faded in most parts. Our way to end the vacation was to have supper, a delicious one with everyone closing in together and getting their fingers dirty. Lekor, french fries and nuggets were the victims! Lekor was the best!!!!! YUMZZZZ~~~ then when the lights went off, we spent the night...well... GOSSIPING. Gossiping and interrogation seem to be the essentials in every outing I've had. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349798600439345106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5Ne48Rr9I/AAAAAAAAA1s/7tO7mi0usgg/s320/DSC03486.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349799327779105026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5OJOflqQI/AAAAAAAAA10/tuuucwfBhlA/s320/DSC03496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349801970018097346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5QjBmdGMI/AAAAAAAAA18/wc4wrsHh9zg/s320/DSC03498.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349802591055438578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5RHLJS4vI/AAAAAAAAA2E/femEvjZQBXg/s320/DSC03499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Brendon - arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349803598562627138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5SB0ZujkI/AAAAAAAAA2M/clyEIHxebYg/s320/DSC03500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brendon - neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349804158121659874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5SiY6_zeI/AAAAAAAAA2U/68Zll5e4GFQ/s320/DSC03503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349804511613027010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5S29x6AsI/AAAAAAAAA2c/EZVQPF1yXQc/s320/DSC03507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Phaik Ean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349804730981195426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5TDu_WnqI/AAAAAAAAA2k/S51cJOQCS_M/s320/DSC03508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lawrence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It rained that night, but I was so far in my dreamland to even noticed it. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+ Day 4 +&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cold morning due to the rain on the night before. We woke up at 6am but it took us &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; enough time to get ready to check off at 8am. This was the result of 7 people sharing a single bathroom. 8am, and we're off, greeting goodbyes to Redang. 8 hours ++ journey back to Penang. Nothing much to talk about but I'm just glad I'm back safely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+ Bonus event : Bro Paul's Retirement +&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just a day after we came back from Redang, it's Bro Paul's last assembly. Last brother in Malaysia, marks the end of the La Sallian Brothers' era. He is a very nice man. I still remember when I was in Form 2, I cut my hand with a penknife and I went to the office to get some plaster. At first I was afraid that when I see him, he'll scold me for taking penknife to school. Instead, he tended to my wound with care. So, he had this grand retirement assembly and a very fancy send-off. I don't even know how to describe the send-off. It's better to let the pictures do the talking. HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349824188463382722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5kwTwnAMI/AAAAAAAAA2s/kxzm1jxCbOY/s320/4984_107225857912_698267912_2051256_3883556_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349825858566824898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5mRhYTI8I/AAAAAAAAA20/F42oqV7Px0k/s320/4984_107225927912_698267912_2051265_8138736_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349826374388950274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5mvi94JQI/AAAAAAAAA28/xfLntaIq7nM/s320/4984_107226017912_698267912_2051282_7589769_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349826448715507746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj5mz32taCI/AAAAAAAAA3E/v0AWNpaxhkQ/s320/4802_1164362262629_1035059570_484650_1640146_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Overall Outings : &lt;strong&gt;UBER NICE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-5133336201222201773?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/5133336201222201773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=5133336201222201773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5133336201222201773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5133336201222201773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/06/redang-trip.html' title='Redang Trip'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sj42dvl_L8I/AAAAAAAAAx0/8oh5OZn2Jok/s72-c/DSC03087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7704035355006629331</id><published>2009-06-09T22:22:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:18:46.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>BOL Reunion 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I should have written about this earlier but I was too busy the past few days. This post is to be written properly, so don't rush me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So, it has been awhile since I wrote anything about BOL. This reunion came out of no where from Apek, and at first he was planning to do it on Lee Lee's birthday party. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHERE THE FARK DID HE GET THE BALLS TO DO THT???? WHERE THE FARK!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But anyhow, we ended up planning it while we were in Lee Lee's birthday party. We called Sir, yada yada, do this and that, yada yada, and VOILA, the event was a success. At first, we had some trouble getting people, and Apek somemore demand to get 20++ people. He asked Sern Sern to inform the librarians of our batch 06/07. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIGGGGGGG MISTAKE!&lt;/span&gt; Confusions occured when other librarians from other batch found out about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Apek : Genie, (not ah girl, but the real blue genie) I wish to get 20++ people for the event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Genie : F YOU...TELL THIS TO SERN SERN...DON'T TELL ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Genie Teh : I WANNA GO!!! I WANNA GO!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ok, let's skip the part about how we cleared things up and move on to the event. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We were SUPPOSED to be there at 6pm at Harvest Inn. Being the only punctual one, I arrived at 5.55pm. Then, our taukeh (sir) arrived at about 6.30pm, after he got lost and went to Heritage Hotel. LOL! Franklin had arrived too at 6.30pm, then followed by Liang Yit not long after. So we waited and waited and waited and waited and waited...............................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ZzZZZZzzzzZZZ....*doink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Woops, I even fell asleep blogging about this waiting part. Ok, where was I? Oh, so we waited for eff-ing long for our organizer to arrive. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MUST BE RYAN'S FAULT LA!!!! THOSE WHO FETCH RYAN SURE LATE WAN!!!! EVEN SIR COMMENTED THAT HE JUST WOKE UP!&lt;/span&gt; LOL! But lucky for our "security guard aka lousy boy", the girls hadn't arrived yet. While waiting for them to come, we did multiple shots of ARM KONG ANGLES!!!!! Sir had one stim arm kong too! See for yourself.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345405443942086866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si6x7hqbeNI/AAAAAAAAAvU/lbPbHphaLws/s320/DSCN0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The early birds~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345406069005166786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si6yf6NFKMI/AAAAAAAAAvk/EFrE3GJ6lkc/s320/DSCN0137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's start with some normal photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345406781593008338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si6zJYzQuNI/AAAAAAAAAvs/ZaHTLnU8XJ8/s320/DSCN0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The three stooges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345407134474289106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si6zd7Ytv9I/AAAAAAAAAv0/12snqsZIxSk/s320/DSCN0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARM KONG APEK!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345407427956216290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si6zvAsQkeI/AAAAAAAAAv8/96cmqG10eWE/s320/DSCN0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARM KONG RYAN and HOCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345407999299415154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si60QRHF7HI/AAAAAAAAAwM/3amWd3Bxpb8/s320/DSCN0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARM KONG KW, KIT and APEK !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345408310344750482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si60iX2FFZI/AAAAAAAAAwU/repGMEtq-cI/s320/DSCN0161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GODDESS OF ARM KONG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345408610544558706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si60z2LSonI/AAAAAAAAAwc/z9Hkbkpxj38/s320/DSCN0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAKAKAK!!! ARM KONG SIR IS STIM! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345408916386165074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si61FphnMVI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Y_FXlfGDdo4/s320/DSCN0163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CROOKED PEACE IS WINRAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Our Ms Cathryn was the latest person to arrive!!!! Even at 8pm, we hadn't have our dinner. LOL! The ultimate M'sia time!!! haha!!! I ordered Chicken Cordon Bleu, it was kind of average in portion but the others were quite small. Lucky me! LOL! Cathryn's order was the last to be taken but she was served first! IMBA!!!! Ohh, I forgot to mention about the restaurant. It has a very nice and calm environment because it is secluded and far away from the main road. That's the cause of some of them getting late as they went jungling, trying to find the place. But no matter how quiet a place is, when it is filled with people like us, the serenity will never last!!!! HAHAHAH!!! Sir said it's good though. I bet he was noisier than all of us combined! KWAARK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We finished our dinner at about 10pm and Kit was nice enough to pay the bill with his &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CREDIT CARD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;WOOISEH!!!! CREDIT CARD LO!!!! HO LIAU LOH!!!! AISAY...KA CHUI BOH SEH!!!&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, we had some photo taking session after the dinner of course. I wished we had more photos taken! LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345409466004577058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si61lpA2myI/AAAAAAAAAws/Ly29I-Mz2L0/s320/DSCN0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A group photo before we say NITEY NITE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345409823517071394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si616c2eWCI/AAAAAAAAAw0/lvPG1mi1qBo/s320/DSCN0169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sir with the GUYZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345410149953508514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si62Nc6_FKI/AAAAAAAAAw8/9q7fpzl0-YE/s320/DSCN0170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sir with the GALZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345410655011195346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si62q2aHydI/AAAAAAAAAxE/YZ0IvjS0sD0/s320/DSCN0172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know what to call this pose...must ask kit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345411071503105058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si63DF9h_CI/AAAAAAAAAxM/HxTPvdfEsQE/s320/DSCN0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HECK!!! I LIKE THIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345411860896121538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si63xCrfgsI/AAAAAAAAAxU/IjCoAmLLXko/s320/DSCN0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A bunch of teletubbies lovers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then after the dinner, we went home. ............ HELL NOT!! We went to somewhere else to have a drink. And Martini it was! Not like the place only serves Martini. They have normal drinks like Strawberry shake, Mocha and something called &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SLIPPERY NIPPLES&lt;/span&gt;!!! I don't know if the nipples were plural or singular. But who would want a single nipple? HAR?!?! Probably Ryan! Ou, did I mention they have &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AIS &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;KACANG &lt;/span&gt;TOO&lt;/span&gt;??? If you're thinking that nobody would order an ais kacang in a pub-like place, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU'RE SO DAMN WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! Watch this and you'll know!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T_URk9J_GIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T_URk9J_GIE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;FUN?? I know you wish you were there to eat the precious dessert! LOL! We always have some special things in store for Apek. Cool, huh? Too bad the night was short. Well, time flies when you're having fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall Outing : VERY NICE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-7704035355006629331?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/7704035355006629331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=7704035355006629331&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7704035355006629331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7704035355006629331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/06/bol-reunion-2009.html' title='BOL Reunion 2009'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Si6x7hqbeNI/AAAAAAAAAvU/lbPbHphaLws/s72-c/DSCN0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7556061028379788116</id><published>2009-06-07T20:28:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:46:15.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>National Horse Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663333;"&gt;Sunday, most of us chill at home, some work their ass off, and others like me go for an outing with family. Well, it was my mom's suggestion to go for the National Horse Show in Penang Turf Club. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663333;"&gt;Being a good boy, I woke up very early in the morning at 10am even though our planned departure time was 11am! See, how punctual I am! (Besides the fact that I was afraid my mom wouldn't wake me up so I could sleep longer. She has the tendency of doing that.) After eating some boring char bee hoon as my breakfast, we went off to the venue. It was just like 5 minutes journey from my house. But when we arrived, we saw a hell lots of cars! So we parked somewhere else and walked up to the venue. You couldn't never missed the place. You know you're around the corner when the smell of shit reach your nose. LOL! The first "station" was the breed display. To be honest, the display was the most attractive in the event itself. Some of the horses there were sooooo emo, being contained in such a small area. Most of the emo ones are white. The brown ones were very friendly, they let you touch them, feed them and I noticed even horses have different hairstyle! haha~~ My personal favourite was Johnny, a standardbred gelding (castrated male horse). He is brown in colour with white patches on his body. I'll let the pictures to the talking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344578256308019442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SivBm3mEIPI/AAAAAAAAAuk/bgIZ1nA2qM8/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344579097480776114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SivCX1NRybI/AAAAAAAAAu0/t1PpioPcD7Y/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344578897628117058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SivCMMssOEI/AAAAAAAAAus/O4ZcGSBemt0/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344579435512407410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SivCrgeTJXI/AAAAAAAAAvE/o7taDbCWqDA/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344579234833271746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SivCf04qi8I/AAAAAAAAAu8/URLT7iZRDi8/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663333;"&gt;Then, after that we went on to the main arena where there were magic shows and snake show going on. They weren't that interesting to me anyways. And my brother was like so passive, not getting interested to touch the snake when the trainer was offering it to the circle of spectators. Or maybe, he's afraid! LOL! Then further ahead was the pony ride. Don't get me started on this. We were there one hour after the event started, which was 10am, but the eff-ing pony ride already had a queue which probably consists of 70 people. And they have the bloody patience to wait under the eff-ing hot sun! DAMN RESPECT! So, my brother missed the chance to get on the pony ride, but surprisingly he wasn't expecting this at all. I would be all excited about this if I was in his age. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663333;"&gt;In this kind of event, there is always a place for souvenir booths. And the management was smart enough to put all the fans in that place to attract people in during the hot day! What a tactic to suck the money out of your pocket!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344580188428455106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SivDXVTeTMI/AAAAAAAAAvM/whuWZF7sXqc/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;The product that sucks the money out of u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663333;"&gt;We heard of the horse carriage, so we went to check it out. @!$#%@#%@#$#@. We already spent about an hour in the earlier events and when we reach the carriage place, it was closed for lunch!!!!!! &lt;a href="mailto:#@%#$@%#@%"&gt;#@%#$@%#@%&lt;/a&gt; . Surprisingly, this was what got my bro disappointed. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Overall : Below average!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7272039226233679988-7556061028379788116?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/7556061028379788116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=7556061028379788116&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7556061028379788116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7556061028379788116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/06/national-horse-show.html' title='National Horse Show'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SivBm3mEIPI/AAAAAAAAAuk/bgIZ1nA2qM8/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-4025285721677920640</id><published>2009-05-27T21:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:49:39.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays With Morrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sh1EHHRAAfI/AAAAAAAAAuE/dJPZPVmL5LA/s1600-h/tuesdays-morrie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340499622131401202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sh1EHHRAAfI/AAAAAAAAAuE/dJPZPVmL5LA/s320/tuesdays-morrie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sh1EPuB6KMI/AAAAAAAAAuM/6rMNy43JqGg/s1600-h/morrie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340499769976039618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sh1EPuB6KMI/AAAAAAAAAuM/6rMNy43JqGg/s320/morrie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Tuesdays With Morrie"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was the best-selling book in 1997. It is a true story about a dying old man with the greatest lessons of life to be passed on. Then in 1999, a movie was made starring Hank Azaria (the voice actor for most of the Simpsons' characters) and produced by OPRAH WINFREY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;How do I know about this movie? Well, I was in youtube surfing the trailer of "Night At The Museum" and this movie appeared in the sidebar. That's because Hank Azaria also starred in "Night at The Museum" as Kahmunrah and I was watching the interview with Hank when I noticed this movie. It was separated in multiple videos of 9 minutes and there are 11 of them. So, I was kind of bored and I took the chances to watch the whole movie. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAMN, IT WAS NICE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It is full of lessons that we know they are important but we did not care to remember it. No wonder Oprah produced such a movie. The character of Hank in that movie was Mitch Albom, a famous sports writer and he was very busy with his work where everything he did had to follow a certain deadline and he has no time for other personal stuffs. And Morrie, the dying old man (actor : Jack Lemmon) was Mitch's professor in his college. They didn't stay in touch for 16 years after Mitch's graduation, and when Mitch knew about his professor's condition in the news, he went to visit Morrie every Tuesdays. This is where the story begins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The movie is full of quotes like "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;when you know how to die, you'll know how to live&lt;/span&gt;" , "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;death only takes away one's life, but not relationships&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;what's wrong with being number 2?&lt;/span&gt;" and my most favourite quote of all "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;love one another or DIE&lt;/span&gt;". The topics like "death", "love", "marriage", "fear" etc etc which most of us hate to talk about had been constantly talked about in the movie. If you watch the movie full-heartedly, you'll notice there are something wrong with humans' certain mindset. The lessons in this movie struck you in an impossible way you could never have imagined. Seriously, if you have the time, slow down and watch the movie. Try to connect the lessons in your life, see if they make any difference. Yes, the world won't stop, that is why we need to slow down and enjoy every bit of our lives as much as possible. You can always watch it in youtube, just type "Tuesdays With Morrie (1999)" and a set of 11 quality videos are there for you. And I mean QUALITY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;PS: You might need a tissue box with you when you watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-4025285721677920640?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/4025285721677920640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=4025285721677920640&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4025285721677920640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4025285721677920640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/05/tuesdays-with-morrie.html' title='Tuesdays With Morrie'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/Sh1EHHRAAfI/AAAAAAAAAuE/dJPZPVmL5LA/s72-c/tuesdays-morrie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-4361292226848775614</id><published>2009-05-20T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:48:46.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Remember what I said before about searching for a job as a tuition teacher. I manage to get an offer from a friend of mine who is currently investing in a new tuition center. W00t! Birthday wish does come true! Yeah, that's what I wish for. I got greedy this year, I wished for two things which are the job as a tuition teacher and the recovery of my laptop from a virus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;This year's birthday was a special one indeed. Instead of going out and celebrating with my friends, I spent most of my time worrying about my "ill" laptop! I got the virus a night before my birthday and it totally spoilt my mood to celebrate. I cancelled every outing from then on, but regretting my actions on the actual day. LOL! It was an irrational thing to do, I was just too worked up by the fact that I couldn't do anything AT ALL in my laptop when the virus was in it. I can switch it on but I couldn't even open the task manager! Seriously severed condition! But all in all, the repair went well of course, since it was just a mere reformat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ok, on to my second wish. The tuition wish. I was offered to teach Add Maths and Physics for the Form 4's and 5's. But I only agreed to teach Add Maths. Physics is just way too huge of a responsibility for me to carry. No confidence! It's still not confirmed that I get the job because we still need to get the students to enroll. If things go well, I'll start early of this June, which is kind of rush in my opinion. I don't mean that I can't finish the notes in time. What I mean is if we start in June, we are behind time compared to the school. The whole syllabus will be rushed in this 4.5 MONTHS period before the students take their end year exam. I'm not cursing the center or whatever but I do hope they start somewhere in November. This way, we could all have new beginnings and start to teach in a proper schedule. I'm soooooo excited to take up this challenge. I even started searching for my old tuition notes that I knew it will come in handy in the future. I guess I'm right! Yes, a compulsive horder I am! HAHAHA!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hopefully all goes well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-4361292226848775614?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/4361292226848775614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=4361292226848775614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4361292226848775614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4361292226848775614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/05/blessing.html' title='Blessing'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7831261323915378169</id><published>2009-05-09T01:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:10:52.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Yearly Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hmmm... How should I start this post? I'm not here to give you hint or whatever for the coming event, or blabber about something ridiculous. I just need to get this out of my system. Well you see, it wasn't such a big deal before until my mom decided to ask me, "What are you going to do for your birthday?". &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHATTTTTT!?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I definitely didn't expect this coming you know. She &lt;strong&gt;never ever ever&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;EVER &lt;/strong&gt;asked such question about my birthdays. In fact, I've never even had my very own birthday parties - except for those surprise parties my friends had them organized. So, the fact that she asked whether to do any party for my birthday is really sudden! LOL! I've never thought that the number 21 has such effects. Plus, she asked if I want any "&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;key&lt;/span&gt;" for my present. HAHA! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DOUBLE CONFUSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! If she told me that when I was just waking up, I would have thought it was a dream! That was &lt;strong&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOO &lt;/strong&gt;not my mom! So to answer her second question, I just said I want a new shirt. I have a coupon and a voucher which expires end of this month for the shirt I wanted. So better not waste it! Pretty normal huh? That's all I'm asking for. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NORMAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! 21st birthday is just like any other birthdays! There's no need for any fuss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I still haven't told you my answer for the first question, have I? I was trying to avoid her question as it was too sudden! But then I realised that nothing is better than a normal day with my family and friends. Normal day as in &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;treat-today-as-not-my-birthday&lt;/span&gt; day! In fact, I'm growing old!!!! There's nothing to celebrate about! LOL! But, of course, I wouldn't say that this special event has no impact on me. I'm on my path to adulthood. First and foremost, I need to be independent. I've already skipped finding any job for this break. But, I promised my mom I'll be a part time tuition teacher next year. Fingers crossed and hope I could find the job by end of this year. As you know, being a tuition teacher means that you can't really quit halfway throughout the year, unless of course you're one irresponsible jerk, which obviously I'm not! :P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P!!!!!!!!!!!! So, it's good too. I can get myself prepared for the working life, earn some money, and probably save for my wedding!!! WAKAKAKAKA!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok, the last one is probably out of line. I have to reduce my gaming hour if I want this to be realised! Sometimes, seeing how people succeed in their life at such young age makes me wonder if I can do the same. I've been too laid back for 20 years. Time to shake things up a little. I really do hope to get the job as a tuition teacher! I better start praying now. I'm not really the type who ask for God's help everytime I face a trouble. So for me to be doing this now means this is IMPORTANT!!! October marks the month of my job seeking! If you read this, make sure you keep asking me about my job hunt during that month and scold me hard if I haven't even started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Haizz... Growing up is such a pain in the ass! LOL! My mom's questions still ring in my head. I never wanted anything for my birthday, I'm used to spending my birthdays like normal days. I still remember how I got my presents in my earlier birthdays. When I asked for something, let say during January and February, and IF, I mean IF my parents agreed to buy for me, it would automatically be considered as my birthday presents. LOL! Yea, that's how life was and I'm actually glad to be having this experience. I'm not such a materialistic person thanks to that! Something small is enough to make me satisfied. Which in turn become not such a good thing. LOL! I'm too easily satisfied with my life. hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, don't mind me in this post. It's nothing much, really~ Stay tuned for more interesting post, unlike this one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-7831261323915378169?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/7831261323915378169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=7831261323915378169&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7831261323915378169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7831261323915378169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/05/yearly-celebration.html' title='The Yearly Celebration'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-3109494911553893553</id><published>2009-04-30T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:37:05.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>Freedom, Boredom...Whatever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HEEE!!!!!!! At last, my finals are officially over. When the next semester commences, I'll become a senior in USM. Not like I'm looking forward to become a senior, but it does feel fun, doesn't it? I'll be having like loads of free time for the coming two months and my mum starts bugging me to find a job. Gowd!! It's just 2 months anyway and I'll be going to Redang in the early of the second month. So practically, if I were to work, it'll be only for a short one month. The process of finding and being accepted might take at least 2 weeks considering how difficult it would be finding jobs nowadays. So there goes my plan to work during the semester break. I notice I've been changing my mind a lot lately. During the early semester 2, I was planning to work hard and gain as much money as I can during the second semester break. But look at me now, slacking and finding excuses not to work! LOL! Therefore, I'm now on the path of preventing further bugging from my mom and the plan is to help her as much as I can during these 2 months. I even promised her that I'll cook rice for dinner! HAHA!!! Don't laugh! And more importantly, don't you ever dare underestimate my perfect cooked rice! The tender and softness of each rice, melting as you chew them in your mouth! One word : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SENSATIONAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, I know, that is so total random of me! So, if you see me in a market buying fruits and vegetables, DON'T BE SURPRISE! I'm on a mission! That's the only way I can think of to prevent bugging. I've already started this plan today when I fetched my brother from school. SEE, this plan is working afterall! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Other than that, I've yet to set my sleeping hours straight! I hope I can do it. I don't want to have the sunlight accompanying me to sleep everyday. It's very depressing/exhausting/weird/unhealthy/sucky/disturbing/etc etc etc. It's not a hyperbole. I seriously sleep when the sun is up even though I went to bed at 3am. Seriously screwed dee me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I notice a few of my friends are already bored with the holidays. haha....It seems that humans are such rare species. When exams are around the corner, we'll complain about them and hope the torment will end as soon as possible. But now when the holidays start, we also complain about how we stay at home everyday, looking at the screen with nothing better to do. Well, just enjoy your holidays as much as you can. Actually, being bored during the holidays is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! There won't be time for us to be bored when the new semester starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stay tuned for more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-3109494911553893553?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/3109494911553893553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=3109494911553893553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3109494911553893553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3109494911553893553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/04/freedom-boredomwhatever.html' title='Freedom, Boredom...Whatever!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7797463155007172189</id><published>2009-04-23T23:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:32:53.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>A Comeback!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;OMG! It has been almost a month since my last update. So, I bet you guys out there must be wondering what was I doing for the past 3 weeks. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hint : I've been having eyebags and sleepless nights.&lt;/span&gt; The finals are taking a toll on my body. Seriously, there were times when I only slept for 2 hours and woke up the next morning to take my paper! And it SUCKED! I wouldn't expect much in my CGPA this semester. I would be in cloud nine even if I get 3.3 and above. Stop your whining, IT'S TRUE! It's THAT serious! The hope to score well in the first paper of the semester has already been thrown down the drain. haha! Gowd, and when the paper appears to be OK, I'll start being paranoid and pinpoint everything I did as a mistake. The confidence wasn't there anymore like how it had been for last semester. I seriously need to do a lot of praying. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;NAMO NAMO IT LAK GOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! ( translation : &lt;em&gt;namo namo 1 6 5&lt;/em&gt;) And maybe I should pray to my current best friend, WINDOWS MEDIA PLAYER. Anime, anime AND ANIME! I've been staring at the screen most of the time when I'm not studying. Ok fine I lied. I STARED AT IT EVEN WHEN I STUDIED! LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I start liking those animes about teenagers' life. When I start watching anime as my favourite pass-time, I only choose those action type animes. But now, I feel that those without actions and purely about life are the best! When you start putting action scenes into an anime, those funny scenes are getting less and less. Toss aside the action element and start pouring in unlimited and "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;UNCONTROLLABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" jokes. I don't have to elaborate more on the word "uncontrollable", do I? Most of these animes revolve around school girl's life. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAWT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! hahahaha!!!! Especially the current one that I'm watching, Minami-ke. Now I understand why &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Choya&lt;/span&gt; hates watching those fighting animes. The normal type &lt;strong&gt;PREVAILS&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!! I think I'm getting out of control. Shows and animes have already become part of my life. I can't live without them! I know it's stupid saying this. Normally, people will say; "I can't live without my dog", "I can't live without my cats" and even for some, "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I can't live without my ants&lt;/span&gt;". Compare mine to theirs, mine sounds less important. But that's how it is. hahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will not talk about the plot of Minami-ke here. I'll let the pros handle the critics. hehe... and now I'll show you why Minami-ke has become one of my all-time favourite animes. Caution : Pictures may cause massive blood loss from the nose. Prepare a lot of tissues if you can't handle it. But don't judge the anime by the pictures, kay? It's a really funny anime, not hen-tie for sure! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327922282844089794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SfCVFnPPbcI/AAAAAAAAAtU/KrHrvdEA9fg/s320/minami-ke_chiaki_punch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327922396909443394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SfCVMQKimUI/AAAAAAAAAtc/cuWmj7U4HPY/s320/3173755134_b59ff67959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327922467542033010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SfCVQXSqYnI/AAAAAAAAAtk/PXukNzx3NtM/s320/minamikeokawari-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ultimately, the best part of the anime to me is when the little sister, CHIAKI starts hitting the middle sister, KANA. When you watch it, you won't feel sorry or whatsoever feeling for middle sister. Instead, it's fun watching her getting bullied by the youngest sister. Seeing how she reacts in the third picture, it is as though she's enjoying being thrown at! LOL!!!! MOE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327922540817258290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SfCVUoQ1lzI/AAAAAAAAAts/4iZAvB6_-oo/s320/2529060871_7343cfb8ab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327922616327112738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SfCVZBjyiCI/AAAAAAAAAt0/h3KHH6K4hZA/s320/minami-ke_11_haruka_unbuttoned.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327922674349755906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SfCVcZtdzgI/AAAAAAAAAt8/POztzs15oFA/s320/minami-ke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And since it doesn't have any fighting scenes in the story, some like those above is inevitable. LOL!! They are there just to spice things up, no complete nudity or whatsoever! LOL! And also I guess when HARUKA (the big sister in the second picture) starts showing part of those oversized symmetrical melonpan, people will get aroused. LOLZZZZ!! and if you're wondering, obviously I'm not part of those people! Such petty things! hahahah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-7797463155007172189?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/7797463155007172189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=7797463155007172189&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7797463155007172189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7797463155007172189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/04/comeback.html' title='A Comeback!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SfCVFnPPbcI/AAAAAAAAAtU/KrHrvdEA9fg/s72-c/minami-ke_chiaki_punch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-4636491494428413984</id><published>2009-04-05T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:29:39.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unlucky Shits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><title type='text'>THE Experience!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating this earlier. Internet connection has been a pain in the ass for the past few days. I used up 4 days to download my soap but the download is still yet to be completed. haha... yea, I know, sucks to be me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I won't be updating much. Nothing happens during study week as you all may know. But yesterday, I just had the scariest 3 seconds of my life. I was driving home from a friend's house at 11.30 pm and the road was wet due to the rain several hours ago. I passed a windy road which lead to going up the hill. So, as my Atos can't pick up the speed on the hill road, I sped up just before I entered the steep road. I reached an almost 80 degrees left-turn and I couldn't manage to stop to the appropriate speed for the turn. F**k to say that my car SKIDDED and I lose partial control of it. It was seriously the scariest 3 seconds of my life. Luckily, there wasn't any motorcycle on my left for I was unable to avoid any unnecessary collision at that time. I'm posting this up to remind myself of this incident. "Whatever can't kill you makes you stronger" , right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scar. Big scar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-4636491494428413984?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/4636491494428413984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=4636491494428413984&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4636491494428413984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4636491494428413984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-for-not-updating-this-earlier.html' title='THE Experience!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7230097308854729902</id><published>2009-03-28T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T17:03:00.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Tonight, We Dine In Darkness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;So tonight is the night, eh? Well, you know what I'm talking about. The &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Earth Hour&lt;/span&gt;! We are encouraged to switch off all of the lights from 8.30pm to 9.30pm tonight. To be honest, when I first received the email, I didn't believe it and thought it was a fraud, some stupid email asking people to write our names in it then forward to everybody else. Then one day, my mom suddenly asked me about this event and I thought, if it was a fraud, my mom wouldn't know about it. That's when I decided to support the campaign. hahaha! I'm not blur, it's just that my mom is a little more alert about the news than I am! keke! But one big question remains; Are we supposed to switch off ONLY lights or NO electricity whatsoever must be used in that one hour period? Well, I hate to say it, but I just can't survive doing nothing for one hour. So, apong is switching on the laptop to chat with people about this event. Call me hypocrite, but at least I'm making a little difference. The question remains, are you making difference as well? LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Anyway, things have been getting a little overload for the past few days. Hence, the lack of updates. hehe! (&lt;em&gt;excuses&lt;/em&gt;). Semester is coming to an end now and time passes soooooo f***ing quickly. I notice some of us miss the time we had in Form 6! Tonnes of old pictures are being uploaded into Facebook! Nice! Now, I just have two more tests to go for the semester. Organic test and my French oral test! EEEKKKKK!!! I'm scared. To make things worse, it's a 1-on-1 interview with the lecturer. She talks pretty fast! &lt;em&gt;Mon dieu&lt;/em&gt; (My God)!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Silvous plait, dieu! HELP ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-7230097308854729902?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/7230097308854729902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=7230097308854729902&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7230097308854729902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7230097308854729902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/03/tonight-we-dine-in-darkness.html' title='Tonight, We Dine In Darkness!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-3855438884555670405</id><published>2009-03-15T18:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:16:58.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Stuff'/><title type='text'>Doggies and Me =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Remember the earlier post about my missing aunt's dog?? Guess what? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE CAME BACK!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LOL!! It happened last Wednesday I think or Thursday, couldn't remember. My uncle and aunt were out doing some grocery or something, and when they came back, the little cutey Charles was in the yard waiting for them!!! And the most surprising thing was that Charles was clean! Just like how he looked like when he was kidnapped! My guess is that the thief(ves) just wanted to rear a dog but couldn't afford it. But when they took Charles away, they realised that they couldn't bear the responsibilities. Hence, the return! LOL! Amazing huh? Luckily, he wasn't chopped off to pieces and fed to the zoo animals! wakakaka!! That would be an epic tragic! So, obviously he lost a few pounds but he is still that lovable! Here's a few pictures of that little cutey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313355304176654130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbzUf27jFzI/AAAAAAAAAtE/wqySQh3ZJoE/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313355398040169906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbzUlUmWrbI/AAAAAAAAAtM/3BhDdAour4A/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Charles and Bibi (previously known as Happy) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Talking about dogs, Marley and Me has got to be my most favourite movie for this year! A must watch movie! Don't you dare not watch it! hehe...All these things about dogs just make me excited to have one for myself! But unfortunately, I cant't! Don't ask! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-3855438884555670405?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/3855438884555670405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=3855438884555670405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3855438884555670405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3855438884555670405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/03/doggies-and-me-p.html' title='Doggies and Me =P'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbzUf27jFzI/AAAAAAAAAtE/wqySQh3ZJoE/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7528899692446486870</id><published>2009-03-06T20:52:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:57:41.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>A Golden Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;I know it's a little too late to be writing about this but better late than never. I've been real busy in my studies since assignments, quizzes and test keep pouring in like nobody's business. So now, I'll be talking about the Chemistry Night held last Saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;It was about a month ago since we knew about that chemistry-school-prom thingy but we only decided to go after we had confirmed that discount were given to those in the Dean's List! keke.. 50% discount, of course I'll go and check it out la! And besides, there was a certificate giving ceremony for the Dean's List people in that event, more of a reason to go! haha!!! So, the theme was Aurum Paradise. So we thought, should we dress up in gold or what? But a bright golden shirt on me is such a NONONO!! LOL! So I decided to go for the Gregory House look. =P. Don't even want to care about the dress code thingy. The ballroom in Paradise Hotel was actually smaller than expected. But the decorations are nice though, LOTS and LOTS of balloons! Helium balloons some more, not the ordinary blown-by-people balloons. Thank god it was free seating that night! We chose the last table in the room so that it would be the closest to the............FOOOODDDD!!! WAkakakakka!!! Once the emcee announced that it was time to grab some food, LAWRENCE was the first in line! hahahaha!!! The food was just &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;comme ci comme ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (ok ok in french) I guess, and they didn't refill the food. I barely had my second round. It was just like 1.5 rounds. By the time I finished my meal, the food was almost finished as well, and I eat fast! A little disappointed in that matter though. But what the heck, it was more to enjoy than to eat in a not-so-fancy hotel. keke.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;Performances were not too shabby, but the most exciting part was the best-dressed nominees. Guess what? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;KHENG WEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; got nominated by don't-know-who in the best-dressed category!!! LOLOLOLOL!!!! It was either someone was out to get him/to humiliate him or that someone is just BLIND!!! hahahaha!!! There wasn't anything special to his outfit at all!! The prom queen deserved to win but not the prom king. Should had been the other nominee, which happened to be a first-year. Of course first-year supports first-years! And after all those events and performances, it was time to CAM-WHORE!!!!!!!! We collected the balloons from the decoration and cam-whored with them. The whole thing ended at 11pm but we cam-whored til 12am!!! hahahah!! Plenty of pictures to show and most of the extravaganzas are already in facebook! Now, feast your eyes!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310068491923842818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbEnKNIdZwI/AAAAAAAAAsc/tAuINRKlmbs/s320/P2280710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Damn, I am tall!! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310068119065125282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbEm0gIA4aI/AAAAAAAAAsU/-9hHfiEFJkU/s320/DSC02483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Sui Yien : I'm gonna kill someone if I don't eat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310071254843972690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbEprBz83FI/AAAAAAAAAs8/vW7zjJlSKoA/s320/P2280720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;*random*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310065954634169410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbEk2g_dfEI/AAAAAAAAArs/nSrpkGDsdmg/s320/DSC02127.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The Ring Of Fire!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310066199485035330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbElExIdM0I/AAAAAAAAAr0/dJavJ_ZhTFg/s320/DSC02135.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the first-years' dance! and it doesn't look like live porn! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310066536268635986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbElYXv7H1I/AAAAAAAAAr8/fh1FyUiiLS8/s320/DSC02174.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;kw imitating a clown giving free balloons to attract childrens!! P-phile!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310066827163666162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbElpTatBvI/AAAAAAAAAsE/up3sWtj5gxI/s320/DSC02176.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;I swear if one of the balloons bursts, kw is gonna knock on sui yien's chin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310067097858379346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbEl5D1WjlI/AAAAAAAAAsM/XjDM6wd40XY/s320/DSC02180.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;moments before takeoff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310069050868786466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbEnqvXUZSI/AAAAAAAAAss/_kY4BMoxeTM/s320/P2280826.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS PICTURE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-7528899692446486870?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/7528899692446486870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=7528899692446486870&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7528899692446486870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7528899692446486870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/03/golden-night.html' title='A Golden Night'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SbEnKNIdZwI/AAAAAAAAAsc/tAuINRKlmbs/s72-c/P2280710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-557340904706960362</id><published>2009-02-23T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:06:57.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny / Noob'/><title type='text'>Hilarious Obscenity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/svEPX2GpoXY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/svEPX2GpoXY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There are only two scenes I would like to show you in this video. But, since I have no idea how to extract them out, so bear with me and watch the whole video. I bet you will either grossed out at the end of the video, laugh your ass off or if you are like me, BOTH!!! LOL! I can't believe such things happened and they just prove that life isn't just about the normal stuffs! LOL!!! Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-557340904706960362?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/557340904706960362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=557340904706960362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/557340904706960362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/557340904706960362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/02/hilarious-obscenity.html' title='Hilarious Obscenity!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-1526427057082678190</id><published>2009-02-21T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:17:51.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Idiotic Cars!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#999900;"&gt;Before you jump to any conclusion about the title, I would like to clarify that I did not have an accident! LOL! I'm talking about those cars which have been made "cool"er with all the fugly grafiti art. I don't know about you guys but those kind of cars just look &lt;em&gt;sooooooooo&lt;/em&gt; damn ugly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999900;"&gt;I just encountered one car yesterday, a model which I like and is very expensive. A SMART car. But I do have to say that the owner is not very smart, brainless should be the correct phrase! He ( I assume from the look of his car) painted his SMART car into some F-UGLY street-gangster-aka-tu-kau type of car with two huge SKULL at each side of the door. Luckily that SMART car only has two doors, if not, I bet he would love to have 4 bloody ugly skulls at all 4 sides of the doors. SMART cars have cute designs and shape. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;THEY DO NOT NEED ANY OF THE UNNECESSARY GRAFITI TO MAKE IT "NICER"! I REPEAT, DON'T TORTURE THE CAR!!! PLEASE PEOPLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Other than making their cars look like a tu-kau car, some of them like to put games character on their cars. I've seen a Kenari with two &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HUGE YUNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (from the game Final Fantasy X) on each side not just once, twice but several times. I hope I was seeing the same &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YUNA CAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Penang doesn't need more than one of this type of car. In fact, Penang doesn't need &lt;strong&gt;ANY&lt;/strong&gt;!! Why can't people let their cars to be exactly like how the cars look like when they bought it?!?! It's very distracting, not to mention it's also a pain in the eye for others who drive on the same road with these "personalised" cars! That is why accidents never decrease! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999900;"&gt;Besides those farking over decorated cars, some car owners like to remodel their car into some farking kick-ass "race car"!!! The most common car which I've seen remodelled are Kenari and Kelisa!! Those two models don't even look like  race cars and the owners want to boost their ego by remodelling their car, making them feeling like a racecar drivers, which they happen to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAIL MISERABLY&lt;/span&gt;! Their special remodel part : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;THE UGLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;LIGHT UNDERNEATH THEIR CAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! It does not only make the owners look stupid but they will be fined if they are caught with this kind of parts! Plain STUPID!!! Oh ya, another part which is very common is the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHITE HEADLIGHTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! I swear I'll go behind these cars and turn on my highlights and follow them to wherever they go! See how they like it!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999900;"&gt;The road will always be full of these craps. I'm gonna have to speak out here before I explode! LOL! Don't you agree with all that I mention here?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-1526427057082678190?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/1526427057082678190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=1526427057082678190&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1526427057082678190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1526427057082678190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/02/idiotic-cars.html' title='Idiotic Cars!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-5021867094019854356</id><published>2009-02-13T18:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:56:00.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unlucky Shits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Of Shitness and Cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;W00t, I'm back in action. I couldn't update my blog last week because the 4 testS that I had this week had consumed most of my time &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; House all day doesn't add to the equation of un-updated blog..keke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. So, I'm pretty much free for the time being, ignoring the fact that I still need to study for my Organic test next week. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;. Why does USM have to torture us like that?? Ou, and talking about USM, I'm not a virgin anymore, a PARKING FINE VIRGIN. I just got my fine two days ago, a big angpow worth RM30 for USM! DARN IT!!!! I was just very very very unlucky. First and foremost, I didn't usually park there but due to some reasons or maybe I was just being gatai, I parked at the lecturers' parking ground. It's not like I've never done that before. So, when I finished my class and ready to drive to another class, I made sure there wasn't any traffic guard around. After the danger was cleared, I reversed my car, and VOILA, the bloody guard appeared out of thin air and asked me to stop my car!! DAMNNNNNNN!!!! ARGHHHH!!! Why can't they just let the students drive into the campus!?!? Stupid rules and regulations!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I talked about my aunt's missing dog last post. And yea, he is still missing. My cousin just bought a 2 month old POM and damn he is SOOOOOOO FARKING CUTE. I wonder if he'll become like Mikey when he grows up. Sudah ada competition for Mikey already. He doesn't know how to bark yet I think, he's a WATERPIPE!! He pisses every 18 minutes or so. Then when he wants to shit, he'll turn round and round on a spot until he stops and *PREEEK*. I'll let the pictures do the talking. I'm off to dinner now. CHAOZ~~ So feast your eyes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;MEET HAPPY!!!!!!! the name is slightly noob though... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302278726404195842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SZV6aLNuxgI/AAAAAAAAAq0/PKJaDEXXjbg/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302278936035409202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SZV6mYJtPTI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Rxcbkkwg9zM/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302279061167234370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SZV6tqTdXUI/AAAAAAAAArE/CXhGhpCvMzM/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302279348548225842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SZV6-Y4bSzI/AAAAAAAAArM/VQEVfDz6fA0/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302279436594608946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SZV7Dg4UezI/AAAAAAAAArU/myTTo8hFMwk/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;He does somehow looks like a small little wolf, doesn't he??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7272039226233679988-5021867094019854356?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/5021867094019854356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=5021867094019854356&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5021867094019854356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5021867094019854356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-shitness-and-cuteness.html' title='Of Shitness and Cuteness'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SZV6aLNuxgI/AAAAAAAAAq0/PKJaDEXXjbg/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-6571226690797925260</id><published>2009-01-31T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:41:39.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>CNY Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;God, I'm so dumb. I didn't take any pictures during the times I went visiting and celebrating CNY with my families and friends. And now I have nothing to show you in this post. God dammit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Basically, my every year CNY is nothing special; pay a visit to my aunts, celebrating CNY with friends in Gurney and also the second-time-around going to apek's house for a steamboat dinner! wootz... Thanks again apek but too bad your mom wasn't there to prevent you from collecting money! keke... I have a question for all of you. Do you open your angpow on the Chap Goh Mei or whenever you feel like it? I'm pretty sure I have received my angpow and sadly to say there will be no more angpow for me after today. So should I open it now and start spending (wisely) ? I always open my angpows on Chap Goh Mei, but I guess it's time for a change. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RIGHT RYAN?????!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;But in the midst of all the happiness, something terrible happened to my aunt. She lost her dog; a king charles spaniel, if I'm not mistaken. Apparently, some bastard climbed over the gate and grabbed her dog away when my uncle and her were away for some grocery shopping. I think the dog was at the lawn when this happened. He is soooooo adorable and is as thin as I am. About 1 year old I think. I only manage to play with him for a day and he was gone after the next two days. He's as adorable as Mikey ( Tung's dog for those who don't know) but definitely more active and less coward than Mikey. WAKAKAKAKKA!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297437009436523522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SYRG5J94vAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/vnaxOixShUw/s320/IMG_7485(resize).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;It happened somewhere in Tanjung Bungah area, opposite Paradise Hotel. So if anyone see him, please tell me! Especially those living near there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&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/7272039226233679988-6571226690797925260?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/6571226690797925260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=6571226690797925260&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6571226690797925260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6571226690797925260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-happenings.html' title='CNY Happenings'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SYRG5J94vAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/vnaxOixShUw/s72-c/IMG_7485(resize).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-5961067431867149183</id><published>2009-01-24T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T13:05:06.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newbies'/><title type='text'>Taggies!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Does it matter to you if your boyfriend or girlfriend smokes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Duh,of course it matters!!! Do I look like somebody who love the smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2.How about drinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hmmm, as long as she's not an alcoholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Do you liked someone you can’t have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stupid question. This is why "FANTASIES" exist, don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. If someone liked you right now,would you want them to tell you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ermmm, it depends but naturally I would say "not now".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. Whats your favourite sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bowling, badminton, swimming! Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;6.Its saturday night,you’re homealone..what do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Surf the net, blogs and SLEEP! Kwaark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. Do you like roller coasters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Like? LOVE IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;8. When’s the perfect time to have a bf/gf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When you need a company that keeps alive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;9. If you could date any celebrity,who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;None, so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;10. What are you doing this weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Reunion dinner!!! yumzzz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;11. Whats is your favourite restaurant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;La Cabana. My first official birthday celebration was there. But too bad, it's closed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;12. Have you ever hugged someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes. And stop reminding me about apek's hug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;13. Ever kissed someone you weren’t attracted to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I still have my virgin kiss. Save it for the best! LOLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;14. Do you like anyone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Still free from love problem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;15.What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It depends which trait is their dominant one. You know who I mean!! Keke!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;16. Which do you prefer,beach or mountains?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Beach with hot chicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;17. What kind of phone do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nokia 6131!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;18. Computer or laptop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My baby!!! LAPTOP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;19. Jeans or sweats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Don't you think both complement each other in most cases. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;20. Which year has been the best so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;NO doubt about it~ 2007!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;21. How old are you gonna be on your next birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;How do you say 21 in French?? hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;22. What should you be doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nothing. I blog when I have nothing else better to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;23.What is your favourite tv show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ANTM, Desperate Housewives, Gossip Girls and Heroes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;24. What’s been your last purchase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Topman T-shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;25. Are you attracted to girls/boys that smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Why do I have to repeat this question?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;26. Have you ever fallen on your butt in front of a crowd of people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;NO, I'M NOT THAT NOOB!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;27. What do you do when you’re at home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SLEEP.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;28. What is your favourite subject?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maths and Chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;29. What’s the best things happened on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;30. 5 person to tag :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;No one left for me to tag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-5961067431867149183?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/5961067431867149183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=5961067431867149183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5961067431867149183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5961067431867149183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/01/taggies.html' title='Taggies!!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-759376720000015326</id><published>2009-01-17T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T03:27:42.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny / Noob'/><title type='text'>Kwaark To The President!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Now another funny video for you guys. Well, it's about Bush and it's a top ten favourite scene from yours truly, definitely not for the purpose of humiliation! Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pCnjuJ1pbmc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pCnjuJ1pbmc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-759376720000015326?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/759376720000015326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=759376720000015326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/759376720000015326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/759376720000015326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/01/kwaark-to-president.html' title='Kwaark To The President!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-8456124666944404744</id><published>2009-01-10T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:27:55.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Something To Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;At long last, I've finished reading the Twilight saga and I must say, I ROCK! I'm so proud of myself for not quitting halfway. Hahahaha!!! Cheap thrill *roll eyes*!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, I'm just glad that I finish the books before I have my hands tied due to the mountaining of assignments and reports. Is there even such thing as "mountaining"? LOL!! I find it hard adjusting myself to this over-hectic activities simply because I'm still n my holiday mood. Chinese New Year will arrive in another 2 weeks time and I've yet to complete my clothes hunting for this year. Unlike last year, I'm looking forward to new clothes. Maybe I should do the clothes hunting thingy every two years instead of every year, just to make things more interesting in my life and also to save up MONEY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Everything is about money nowadays, since the states of economy will not be in top shape this year around. Haiz... Not really much of a problem to me since I don't really spend much on clothes nor on food. I'm not that kind of person to buy only clothes labelled &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CK, GUESS, ESPRIT, GUCCI, PRADA&lt;/span&gt;, etc etc. Nor I'm the type who eats&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; FAT TIU CHEONG&lt;/span&gt; for lunch,&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; ABALONE&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;SEAFOOD&lt;/span&gt; for tea-break, or use &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHARK FIN SOUP to rinse my mouth&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;I need some entertainment!!! I don't even remember the last time I went out for a movie. And it has been like a whole week since I joined my friends for dinner. The only thing I remember after that was having a sudden fever, fearing that I might caught the chicken pox virus from my cousin. Yea, laugh all you want but I'm proud that I'm still a chicken pox virgin. LOL! Anyway, back to the fever part. Since that fever, my sleeping routine came back to me almost INSTANTLY!!! It was a total miracle, now that I sleep at 12.15am on weekdays and 2am on weekends!!! I don't need any coughing syrup to sleep. I bet you want some miracles, Choya!! HEHE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Judging from how my life is right now with very very few entertainments and just piles and piles of assignments, this kind of post (short and boring) will continue on for quite some time. Bear with me! If not, I bid you farewell!! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-8456124666944404744?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/8456124666944404744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=8456124666944404744&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/8456124666944404744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/8456124666944404744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2009/01/something-to-do.html' title='Something To Do?'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7652755621303935094</id><published>2008-12-31T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:02:10.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>Happy 2009!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Hey Hey Hey!!! As I'm writing this, I'm actually counting down to the last minute of the day in 2008!!! Hell yeah, 2009 is coming and I guess not everyone is as hyped up as I do about the coming new year. Of course, needless to say, I'm almost hyped up with every celebration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;2008 has been a very nice year. Not my most favourite one but nontheless, it has been filled with days and days of excitement and adventures if I must say. It started with me having a job as a sales clerk in well, you know where. If you don't, read my previous post. It had been fun and I won't even change a second about it. Nice experience and a little preview of what adulthood looks like. Then, came the results of our STPM examination. It was the point and the beginning of separation between friends. I was just glad we had our gathering before everyone left such as hanging out, partying all night long, and even having dinner with Sir. Soon after that, separations which is an inevitable part of life started and off we went to our university respectively. Yes, I'm glad to be thrown into USM! And throughout the six months as a student of USM, time passed me by very quickly. With a blink of an eye, here we are again with one and another celebrating the last day of 2008!!!!! A WOW YEAR INDEED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;I bet everyone has their resolutions prepared for the coming year! So do I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;1. Obviously to gain a few pounds to my all-so-skinny body. (I might get a LLTMT from noc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;2. To eat a lot so that I'll be fat. (another LLTMT from noc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;3. To be rounder and wider. (definitely a LLTMT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;hahahaha... most of it are about my weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;4. To be a good boy, well, it's not really something I haven't achieved!! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;5. To spread the cheer as much as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;6. Hopefully to get a 4.00 pointer this semester. and the following....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;7. Well, to get a hold on my temper. I do have serious anger management issues. I might look good and nice all the time but seriously, I need to control some of my temper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;8. To travel oversea. (since now I have my own passport)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;9. and to be positive all the time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;WOOT....9 resolutions for 2009...!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Have a fantastic new year ahead!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-7652755621303935094?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/7652755621303935094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=7652755621303935094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7652755621303935094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7652755621303935094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009!!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-1132007746826066086</id><published>2008-12-25T03:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T03:51:31.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas To You and Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;It's THE day again! Christmas that is! Woot!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;So, Merry Christmas to all and have a wonderful New Year ahead!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;This year's Christmas is one of the best that I had. I'm so glad that I didn't choose to stay at home and sulk because I thought the roads will be packed with cars, motorcycles and honks. Instead, the road was pretty smooth earlier tonite. Even when I passed Gurney Plaza to go to Sri Ananda, I could go at the speed of 40 km/hr. That's considered fast for this kind of festive season, k? Seriously, the cars seem to disappear into thin air this year. It was just like a normal weekend-jam. Don't believe me? Then you SUCK! hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;So, we went to Sri Ananda to have a normal Christmas supper while waiting for the countdown. We were thinking of heading to the beach and start our own countdown. Me and TH were the first to arrive (courtesy from my drving skills) and we waited quite long before Hock and KW showed up. Well, of course we started eating non-stop and our belly grown large before we can even say, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;APOCALYPTO-HALLELUJAH&lt;/span&gt;. Random!!!! And, the Creepy Santa Claus at the restaurant was very very disturbing. The guy, who I think is the employee, wore a really hideous mask of Santa!!! Doesn't look like the big guy also! And he keeps playing with children like some professional paedophiles. It ought to give a wrong perception about Christmas to those kids. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Christmas =/= PAEDOPHILES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Before we continued our plan to head for the beach, we had a better idea that is to crash Ms UU's party(courtesy of CS). Hahahaha!!! Well, part of it is because Kit was there, so it would be like a reunion of friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we reached, they already had most of the things in their belly. But we weren't aiming for anything to eat also. We just wanted some companies and a feel of some Christmas spirit if I would say. And DAMN, it was best! The first thing that was served to us once we had our butt set on the chairs was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SPARKLING JUICE&lt;/span&gt;. Why do I have the feel of deja-vu coming to me?? hahahah!!! Then next was Baileys. We only had a glass, but this plus some crazy attitudes plus some Christmas spirits, equals one big random moment!!! HAHAHA!!! We played with the decorations, CS was the one playing actually. LOL! Not long after....DING DONG...CHRISTMAS IS HERE!!!!!! Well, Christmas is not really Christmas without wishing other people. So, Kit called Mr Ong and we had a few chats, passing around the phone. About 30 mins after, Jia Weh called and again, we had a few rounds of passing around the phone. A gust of emoness brush through me, the emoness that I had not been having for a long time. The feeling of missing something that was once at the palm of my hand. But obviously, I got over it. We continued doing crazy stuffs until we saw a few hints from Hock to go back at 2am. So we did! hahahaha!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;It was wonderful indeed. I'm grateful to enjoy the warmth from everyone and the most important of all, I'm glad I have all my family and friends with me for this Christmas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-1132007746826066086?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/1132007746826066086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=1132007746826066086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1132007746826066086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1132007746826066086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-to-you-and-me.html' title='Merry Christmas To You and Me!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-4151146208460356189</id><published>2008-12-20T19:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:47:26.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Damn Bloopers!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZXffalhCR0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZXffalhCR0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;I feel so bad when I laugh at them but I guess even though all the acts look so painful, they deserve some of our laughters! =P. Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-4151146208460356189?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/4151146208460356189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=4151146208460356189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4151146208460356189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4151146208460356189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/12/damn-bloopers.html' title='Damn Bloopers!!!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-9218840054513293258</id><published>2008-12-14T17:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:21:52.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Hooray To The End Of Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Holidays are coming to an end. I've already registered my course for the semester to come and gosh....it wasn't easy. When I decided to take this course and that course, those two clash in my timetable. When I decide to drop that and take this, another clash in my timetable. I was having a pretty bad whoopy headache trying to think of a way where everything can work out just fine without clashes. But then, the only way there won't be any clash at all is for me to take fewer courses than I was hoping to take. So, I screw the clashes and decided to just take whatever I want. So, the result is that my French class-to-be will clash with either my Organic Chemistry class-to-be or my Physical Chemistry class-to-be depending on which group of French class that I'll be thrown in. But I do hope to get the group where I have to skip my Physical Chemistry lecture coz I guess Physical is easier to catch up to than Organic. *sigh* Thinking of skipping my Chemistry lectures throughout the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;WHOLE&lt;/span&gt; semester for my French class is.......how do I phrase it?...Is it possible that this might be the worst decision ever...? I know I will be able to catch up, double hardwork, but I'm just scared somehow that the mini tests for French and Chem will clash. If that happens, I'm doom!!!! Well, no point thinking about that, huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*chant* Optimistic...Optimistic....positive, positive, positive *chant*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So that's all about my bloody-hell registration!!! I'll talk about something you all want to hear from now. First and foremost, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;THIS IS MY 100th POST!!!&lt;/span&gt; *screaming and shouting of happiness* I'll fill this post with cute pictures. Before that, I'll have to tell you this story first. Yesterday when we, the half filled LuLx Clan decided to have a post-dinner, pre-supper near hock's place, we saw something interesting - besides KW's gangstery hair. hahahha jk jk..... There were two blardy small kittens following us all the time thinking that HONG KEAT was their mother!!! LOL! The kittens were the size of my shoes, in fact I think they're smaller. They were so vulnerable that after Hock accidentally stepped on the paw of one of the kittens, it wouldn't move for a few seconds. We're so scared that they'll be ran down by a car, ok ran down isn't a good word, CRUSHED might be the most suitable word for their size. They were so cuteeeeee that even a cat-hater would stop and take a look at them. I took a picture of them both but it was dark, so the pictures aren't that clear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279588610578077010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SUTd3m20VVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Y6WqMyR96xA/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is sphynx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279588009449376466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SUTdUnekStI/AAAAAAAAAp8/9xds54iYxg8/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and this is nocternal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-9218840054513293258?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/9218840054513293258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=9218840054513293258&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/9218840054513293258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/9218840054513293258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/12/hooray-to-end-of-holidays.html' title='Hooray To The End Of Holidays'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SUTd3m20VVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Y6WqMyR96xA/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-6532033186209629484</id><published>2008-12-06T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T02:52:24.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><title type='text'>Apong Starts To Read</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Probably from the title you would know that this will be something related to books, a first time experience and me! So try to relate all these and what did you see? Don't picture me reading Chemistry text or some other educational books 'coz it's so very wrong. That's not first experience - it happens so darn many times already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Every thing has its first right? And at last, your truly Apongbalik starts reading novels!!!!! HELL YEAH!! *ok ok....I know it's lame, so I better cut the crap*. Well, I wasnt really a fan of novels and such. The only times I ever read are when exams are drawing near, interesting gossips in the paper or in the web and.... oh wait, that's about all! And now due to the amazing movie screening now in the cinema which most of us are crazying about, I managed to obtain the interest to read the novel so that I can further understand the storyline. The movie and novel is non other than ......*drums rolling*....TWILIGHT!!! Jeng Jeng Jeng...!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;I know I'm slow. The book was published for like 2 years already and I'm just about to read it. Spare me some dignity, ok? This is the first movie ever that makes me feel eager to read the original storyline. I never had this feelings before, obviously not to Hary Potter if you're wondering. I had this Harry Potter book since last year and I barely had my eyes on until the 3rd page. I think I stopped at the 2nd and I leave it in my rack to collect dust. I should just donate it to the school's library if they unbanned the existence of Harry Potter in the racks. And now, I've already reached chapter 10 in Twilight. Sounds like an achievement to me. LOL! And don't give me the lame looks again. It's not a cheap thrill either. I had this complex with novels you know - I never spend more than 2 hours reading novels - and now I've spent more than 6 hours reading Twilight. But it was in pdf files though!!!!!!!!!! LOLLOL!!!! Not in book form. Cash is a little tight these days. No school, no allowance!! There goes my savings when I go out. I was thinking that reading novels can make me stay out of computers but now I'm reading from the computers. IRONY! but if it's worth the money, then I'll collect the books of course, but I doubt that since it has fairytale ending. Potong a bit!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Anyway, it's late and I must catch up with more Twilight before I sleep. So chaozzz~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-6532033186209629484?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/6532033186209629484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=6532033186209629484&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6532033186209629484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6532033186209629484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/12/apong-starts-to-read.html' title='Apong Starts To Read'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-621532482660911804</id><published>2008-11-30T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:31:01.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unlucky Shits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Hunger Management</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;When you go for a dinner in a restaurant, how long do you expect your food to be served? 20 minutes? 30 minutes? I know no one would expect the food to arrive an hour after you ordered. Have you ever experienced the hunger and the unsatisfactory when your food arrive after an hour long? I ALMOST had this experience. Remember this well as I'm going to tell you why I ALMOST had this terrible experience of being starved in a restaurant for an hour before my food is served. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So, the story begins like this. My friends and I were trying to grab some food after watching Twilight. By the way, Twilight is amazing. Catch it on cinema while you still can. Instead of dining in Gurney Plaza, we planned to go out and eat. And we agreed to eat in a small little restaurant somewhere along Gurney Drive, called Crepe Cottage. Well, it's a western restaurant and one would expect his/her food to be served in about 30 minutes after ordering. About 5 minutes after we ordered, the waitress came back and told us some bad news. She said that the wind was strong and they are having dfficulties to cook! WTF!!! I know the kitchen is quite open to the surroundings but does it really affect that much. I was thinking maybe our food would come 15 minutes later than expected. But HELL NO!!! We waited for 1 hour before the first dish was served to us. But holy-cowmoly-assholic-shits, that first dish wasn't mine! And I was very hungry at that time and I had another plan with another group of friends after the dinner. It was supper with them. I know what you think. "How can you eat supper right after you had your dinner??" There's a solution to this, that is to drink something sour to make you feel a little hungrier. So, I ordered Citron Presse and drinking that DOUBLED my hunger throughout the 1 hour of waiting in the restaurant. GG!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;After serving every dish on our table except mine and everyone was about to finish their dinner, I went down the kitchen and asked for my order. "HUH?" Yes, that was what I got from the chef! &lt;a href="mailto:$@#%$^%$#@$#$%#$^%$#@$#@$$#^^@#$"&gt;$@#%$^%$#@$#$%#$^%$#@$#@$$#^^@#$&lt;/a&gt;#!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wasn't in the mood to scold already because I was in a rush for the next outing. I ate like crazy in Sri Ananda Bahwan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So the question : Have you ever experienced the hunger and unsatisfactory &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;when your food &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;arrive&lt;/span&gt; an hour &lt;/span&gt;after you ordered? To me, ALMOST ..... COZ MY FOOD DIDN'T REACH ME AT ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAITED MORE THAN 1 HOUR FOR NOTHING!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ps : the food there is nice but make sure to always ask the waiter about your order!!! #@$#%#$!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-621532482660911804?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/621532482660911804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=621532482660911804&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/621532482660911804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/621532482660911804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/11/hunger-management.html' title='Hunger Management'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-5106911033285237685</id><published>2008-11-22T15:48:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:58:26.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>New Wing But Still Cannot Fly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I guess for most of you staying in Penang, you might know now that the new wing in Gurney Plaza is open for public. Well, I have to say it SUCKS! It isn't as big as I thought. In fact, it's just as wide as a two-way road in front of Prangin Mall. I was seriously hoping for something like Queensbay Mall but when I finally entered the new wing, the first thing that crossed my mind was UBER DISAPPOINTMENT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271394946411077682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SSfBxlOfIDI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/x-HsxDlq224/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And to add to my disappointment was the lack of men's clothing outlets. Even if there is an outlet for men, it would be something like "HOT ELEMENT" which sells clothes that are totally not HOT. Nike is opened in the new wing and it doesn't have any name at the entrance, just a "tick". See what branded goods' impact has on people. They don't even need name for the outlet anymore. Just a "tick" says it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Don't let me start on the parking. The parking space has indeed become bigger and one would assume that the parking fee has dropped since there are more parking space. WRONG! Stupid management mantain the highly priced parking fee that sucks the living hell out of us. There are still a lot of shops not opened yet and the condition of the floor is terrible. I think the management was rushing to open the new wing for the coming holidays. But at least protect the dignity of Gurney Plaza by cleaning the floor until it is sparkling shine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271396231231106210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SSfC8Xjc7KI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Wdo-m7TuTt8/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As for restaurants, the new Sushi King, Chopper Board and Nandos are there. Sushi King is definitely smaller. Nandos occupies two levels. And Chopper Board, I don't even care. The new addition of restaurants include Sakae Sushi and Rou Gu Cha King (bak kut teh). These are the two additions as far as I can remember. Ouh ya, at level 7, there is a new kopitiam restaurant, something like Old Town called Wembley's Kopitiam. I don't know if it's new but I certainly didn't notice it until the opening of the new wing. The only place worth going in the new wing is Parkson. Parkson is HUGE I tell u. LOL! Now feast your eyes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271401344162867874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SSfHl-tYKqI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0nWSEcEBArM/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271401420676596642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SSfHqbvrA6I/AAAAAAAAAeA/4-Q-7jy2jZI/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271398082729241762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SSfEoI7AbKI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_4yzimO0VI8/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271401901177088258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SSfIGZv6qQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/BFbCKziS_8w/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271401054886760210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SSfHVJElDxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/CnmSSZ6cPVw/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271400978127664802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SSfHQrHyNqI/AAAAAAAAAdo/XvrZyeJjZEc/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-5106911033285237685?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/5106911033285237685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=5106911033285237685&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5106911033285237685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5106911033285237685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-wing-but-still-cannot-fly.html' title='New Wing But Still Cannot Fly!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SSfBxlOfIDI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/x-HsxDlq224/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-3923110324843757728</id><published>2008-11-16T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:16:05.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Having Fun All Night Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kwaark~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This has been my favourite word for the past few weeks and I don't know why I got attached to it. It's not like it has any meaning to it. It's just KWAARK~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, I've been having fun every night in DoTA since &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The NOOBOBO NOC&lt;/span&gt; is back. Don't misunderstand the meaning. I'm not playing because of him but I'm using his return as a time-frame only. Just wanted to let you all know how long I have been addicted to this game. To the point that I slept at 5am in the morning and waking up at 1pm to attend my exam at 3pm. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;EXTREME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My point is that I've been having too much fun for my own comfort. Times like these should involve some panicking, nervous and so much more. But all I did was switching on my laptop and SWIIISSHH~~ gameland I go! SOOO WRONG! No point correcting this habit for now because tomorrow marks the day of my FINAL paper. W00t! Then I'm free to go and have all the fun I want!! Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh, I managed to catch the movie "&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tropic Thunder&lt;/span&gt;" on Wednesday with Justin. Well, it's a movie worthy of our money though since it was a movie day and we paid RM6 for it only. It's funny too even with almost 99% of the vulgarities being cut off the scenes. They even remove the scenes where Ben Stiller got stabbed by a child on his back. Then he throw the child to the river. For Pete's sake, it was 18PL or something like that and what's the point of removing all these scenes and labelling the movie as 18PL. To me, it has already become a U movie with all those scenes removed. So, for those who haven't watched, wait for the DVD or just go and download. I heard the download version is available. Seriously, Malaysia's policy in movie labelling is very very VerY VERY narrow-minded. SAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and I would like to take this opportunity to welcome Mr Chow Huo Kit for his return on the 21st. (before he bugs me even more about his "banner" shits)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;welcome home, kit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;U SARK! LOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-3923110324843757728?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/3923110324843757728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=3923110324843757728&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3923110324843757728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3923110324843757728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/11/having-fun-all-night-long.html' title='Having Fun All Night Long'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-5247867137074868945</id><published>2008-11-08T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:36:04.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ahhh.... The breeze of exam papers, make me feel somehow refreshing.....NOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Damn I hate exams. I've completed three out of five of my papers so far. And the feeling I had became worse everytime I completed one of them. First, my Analytical Chemistry paper. Ok, so-so, a typical challenging exam paper which should be expected by everyone. Then, come BM paper the next day. It was quite a normal paper though where you think you nail it but somehow the insecurity is there. BUT, for me, the insecurity is much greater because I F**KING FORGOT TO WRITE THE QUESTION NUMBER!!! We had choices of topic to write about and it's normal for you to write the question number to indicate which topic you're writing. How can I forget to write?? Haizz... It shouldn't be much of a problem in most cases but there seems to be some crazy lecturers who refuse to mark such answer script. I'm currently hoping not to get "that" kind of lecturers to mark my paper. Anyway, I got over it easily. Third, my Inorganic Chemistry paper which was yeterday. DAMN IT WAS TRICKY!!! But part of it was my fault for dashing to bed at 5am while the paper was at 3pm. Kekeke.. That caused a slight headache while I was doing my objective part. So,I bet the next paper will give me a terrible after-paper feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;After reading all that, one would think that I start studying right away. But NO! I'm still in my lazy easy-going mood. I feel like going out and catching a movie. Probably Tropic Thunder? LOL!! But I heard the vulgarities are being cut off the scenes which make it less interesting. Should I download it or not? Hmm.. Well, let's give GSC a try first. Kekeke. But I know of one movie which will not be cut at all. BOLT!!!! I'm sooooo going to watch that. How often can you see Disney producing such cute dog character?? LOL!! GOOFY!?!?!? NAH....he's old and wrinkly...!! Pluto?? Cute but still not as cute as BOLT!!! Goofy's son, Max? Lagi teruk. I hate his hair. When I first watched Bolt's preview on youtube, I knew it's a must watch movie. And actually I discovered that preview when I was searching for Usain Bolt's video. God wants me to watch it!!! LOLOLOL!!!! Anyway, I should get back to my original plan, that is to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Buaizz~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-5247867137074868945?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/5247867137074868945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=5247867137074868945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5247867137074868945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5247867137074868945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/11/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-3348923847002003535</id><published>2008-10-31T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:33:20.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><title type='text'>Series Of Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Woohoo... The first semester of my tertiary education is coming to an end. But before I celebrate any further, I must remind myself that the finals are just three days away. Life is pretty fun these days even though I spent most of my time studying. Ugghh...studying makes me puke!! As I said, life was interesting for the past few days and I have a feeling that it will be better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Anyway. the reason I'm writing this post is to wish Hock a healthy life and get well soon. LOL!! Probably some of you might have known about this, Hock was admitted to the hospital to get an appendix surgery. I have a memorable picture to show all of you.. HEHE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263310354909444946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SQsI4a8DO1I/AAAAAAAAAdI/ThShzbeEA1I/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hock's room in Island Hospital"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I know what some of you might be thinking right now. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Lu cham lo...lang jip hospitel liau lu koh ai cho siau".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Haha...In proper English, "How can you make fun of him when he's admitted to the hospital?". Well, I see this issue in another angle. He discovered about this when he went for a medical check up. So, it's actually a good thing that he did and the surgery went well too. So, this calls for a celebration and where is the best place to celebrate if it's not in this blog?? LOL!!! And the picture is a gift from me!! WAKAKAKAK!! I know I know...I made a lot of excuses just to prove that I'm not wrong. LOL!!! But too bad we didn't get a chance to take a picture of him on the bed with the "sexy-back" patient's clothes on. That would have been a hit in this blog. Keke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I should be studying right now instead of making fun of Hock. But oh well, everyone needs a break. I can't wait to finish all my papers and the day 17th NOV will mark the day I complete my first semester in USM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Last but not the least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOCK DON'T BE ANGRY YEA!!!! HEHEHEHE!!!! FEEL FREE TO COPY PASTE THE PICTURE!!! IF NOT, YOU CAN ASK FROM ME IN MSN!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-3348923847002003535?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/3348923847002003535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=3348923847002003535&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3348923847002003535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3348923847002003535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/10/series-of-happenings.html' title='Series Of Happenings'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SQsI4a8DO1I/AAAAAAAAAdI/ThShzbeEA1I/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-4142945878297024348</id><published>2008-10-24T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:28:34.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Clean Now??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;So, it seems like some of you decided to take a bath with my "personality quiz". Good for you! For those who haven't, shame shame....*busuk**busuk*.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Ok, here's for the people out there who wash their faces first when taking a shower. Pinkbag and Choya, this is for you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Face:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Money is important to you and you will do anything to get it. Integrity and dignity is not important. You feel that friends are there to be used and life is one big hassle. Other people find it hard to understand you, but you are not concerned as to what they think. You are a very self-centered person. You are an average sex partner as you are too selfish and tend to be absorbed in self pleasure at the expense of your partner. Your best partner in life will be those who choose Privates and Others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;LOL!!!! Best partner is privates eh kind of people, huh??!?!? Kinky nye~~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Now for the Hair people (prash, noc, shing, kit and apong)...here goes nothing~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hair.&lt;br /&gt;You are an artistic type. Daydreaming is your hobby, but you can achieve what most other people cannot. You are lacking in dedication, but you will work tirelessly towards goals which are to your liking. Money is not important. Friends are but only intellectuals and fellow artistic types. You make the best sex partner as you are most willing to explore and please the other partner. Talent is your main strength. Your best partner in life will be those who chose Chest and Privates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Explore must explore!!! LOL!!!! Anyway, not all hair people are noobs that got trapped in the library. Right, NOC??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And for the only person who chose arms, which is also counted as Others. Kah Khim, this is for you,.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Others&lt;br /&gt;You are a very average person. Undoubtedly, you have your inner strengths, but people find it hard to see. You must learn to be a little bit more adventurous and see your potential. Deep down, you are avery likeable person with very few faults. However, the key will be to make your strengths stand out and not just hide your weaknessess. You are an average sex partner. You have great fantasies about different techniques, but unfortunately are not brave enough to try them out. Your best partner in life will be those who choose Face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Fantasies DIFFERENT techniques lo!!!!! This is the best so far!!! LOL!!!!!!!! I think Kah Khim will try them out sooner or later. It's only the matter of time! hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I wonder who the Private anonymous is....hmmm....reveal yourself. Don't be shy just because you wash your private first...kekekeke...So, here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Privates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You are the shy type. You lack self confidence and tend to be bullied by others. You do not have lots of friends as others find you boring and unattractive. Perserverance is not your strength and you tend to give up easily and at the first opportunity. However, you make an above average sex partner. You are able to show your true emotions to very few people. Hence, in sex, you find your inner strengths. Your best sex partner in life will be those who choose Face and Hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;OoOoooo....Shy shy....No wonder you don't dare to put your name. Understood!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;So, last but not the least.....The Shoulder kind of guy...but you too please state your name in the comment box, yea....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shoulder&lt;br /&gt;You are a born loser. You fail in everything that you do. People dislike you and you tend to spend your time alone. Your type have been known to be heavy gamblers and drinkers. You see the world as a living hell. Money and power is also important to you. But your luck will always fail you. You make a lousy sex partner. You will find it difficult to find a partner in life. Those who choose Armpits are your only chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I have no other words to say except.... WTF?!?!?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Ps: This test is a harsh one. So don't believe everything you read about yourself coz they are not 100% true..!!! keke....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-4142945878297024348?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/4142945878297024348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=4142945878297024348&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4142945878297024348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4142945878297024348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-you-clean-now.html' title='Are You Clean Now??'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-9067885241726129162</id><published>2008-10-17T22:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:17:19.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny / Noob'/><title type='text'>Lets Take A Bath!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This week we'll take a shower together!! LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Apparently, we show bits and bits of our personality when we bathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;So now, Apong has a question for all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which part of the body do you wash first when you take a shower?!?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;The following choices are :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;A. Chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258123462191501058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SPibbh0STwI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/6rfwaAHpLUU/s320/chest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;B. Face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258123553557379778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SPibg2Lm-sI/AAAAAAAAAcY/KY0zR_31AVg/s320/face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;C. Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258123651792287202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SPibmkIoteI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ELnTCLcdGQc/s320/hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;D. Armpits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258123733634640018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SPibrVBX6JI/AAAAAAAAAco/bg5-pc4RtGM/s320/armpits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;E. Privates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258123843169543330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SPibxtEh5KI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FuIqHiVqpqI/s320/privates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;F. Shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258123927392445282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SPib2m01Y2I/AAAAAAAAAc4/yDWi07zpzP8/s320/shoulders.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;G. Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258124721508062418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SPick1IwFNI/AAAAAAAAAdA/yIX0jl6hess/s320/others.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Leave your choice in the comment box and I'll post up the personality quiz sooner or later... heheheh!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7272039226233679988-9067885241726129162?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/9067885241726129162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=9067885241726129162&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/9067885241726129162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/9067885241726129162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/10/lets-take-bath.html' title='Lets Take A Bath!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SPibbh0STwI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/6rfwaAHpLUU/s72-c/chest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-3028870557420985387</id><published>2008-10-09T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:12:50.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Period'/><title type='text'>Questions Which Are So "Out Of The Question!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I haven't been my cheerful self lately. I don't know why but probably this is the pre-exam syndrome that everyone encounters. There are so many questions in my mind lately. So much so that those questions cannot be answered now nor in the near future. There are just some random questions evolved from a random thoughts during some random emo period. Whenever you see me using blue for my font, you should better prepare yourself for a rather emo post. Being unable to answer those stupid questions just worsen the situation. That is why I'm going to let it out loud in this blog and hopefully, just hopefully it will make me feel better. I guess writing is a therapeutic thing to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"What do you do if you know you almost die before you are even given a life?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I just knew something terrying about myself. When my mom was pregnant with me, about 4-5 months, she had a period. Yes, a period while I was still in her womb. It was the first day of Chinese New Year and the hospital was short of doctors and staff. So when she went to have a check up, she wasn't given any medicine from the dcotor and the period kept coming until the fourth day. Luckily I wasn't "disposed" along with the blood. She made a bold move and went for a check up again on the fourth day. Then, she was given some shots and the period stopped. Imagine if my mom did not do anything at that time. I wouldn't have been in this world and this blog probably won't exists. I just can't think of anyone who would name a blog as the stupid name it is right now. I can now say that I've actually been given a second chance to live in this world and hopefully I won't waste it. Probably, there will not be a third chance for me anymore. Live to the fullest today and leave the worries behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"What will you do if you know you are going to lose something which you hold dear to and nothing changes this fact no matter what you do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Everyone knows this; nothing stays forever in this world. It is just a matter of time when a thing disappears from your life. But now the question is, will you continue grabbing the "thing" when you know the time is up already? It's just a matter of time anyway~~ Letting it go earlier might be a good thing; better get off the hook before the wound gets deeper, right? What remains will be the memory you have with the particular stuff, be it an abstract thing like relationship or a solid thing like your money. But we do have to admit that memories do fade away sooner or later too. So, what's the point of going after something which is very obvious beyond your reach though it might be the thing you hold dear to the most? In short, life is all about getting hurt, emotionally or physically. Your endurance to the pain is what brings you further in life. But sometimes I just can't take it anymore. Keep losing something is not what I can endure everyday in my life. I just wish somebody will tell me that everything is going to be fine and losing something in reality pratically means keeping it in my own heart. I really hope that's true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I still have a lot to say but they just can't come out in words. Exams, exams and exams are just draining off my energy. I'm reaching the stage where I don't even feel like using my energy to open my eyes. Everytime I take a look at something, the memory of those sweet things just flash through my mind but in reality, that just won't happen. I think I better stop here. Nothing else that can be expressed. So tired of losing things, so tired of being clueless of the future, SO TIRED OF EVERTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-3028870557420985387?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/3028870557420985387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=3028870557420985387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3028870557420985387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3028870557420985387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/10/questions-which-are-so-out-of-question.html' title='Questions Which Are So &quot;Out Of The Question!&quot;'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-6038198577766958582</id><published>2008-10-03T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:17:54.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Anxiety Had The Best Of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This holiday was filled with outings and outings and outings. There's one hell of a big hole in my wallet now, LITERALLY speaking. Seeing how everyone changes in this period of time makes me realise that things will not be the same anymore. But it's for the better I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;These few days, I was really anxious about the near future. The semester will come to an end soon, about 3 more weeks to go and I'm still behind schedule. Not studying appropriately, and my presentation schedule is still pending. No thanks to the stupid lecturer which is a real retard. I've blogged about him and I won't say much anymore. I bought revision books but I don't seem to take them out and read them. They are practically collecting dust in my rack. And not to mention that I'm currently following three series which I'm addicted to. So there goes my Mondays and Tuesdays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Anxiety. Just before most of my friends came back, I was so scared if we don't have a topic to talk about. But obviously, something never change. Haha. There are still some I have yet to contact, miss them all. Emo nye~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Another incident causing so much anxiety is the upcoming prize giving ceremony in school. I'm not here to brag but going back to school and meeting all those teachers who I respect somehow had my anxiety rising up to the max. And this event will be an awkward one because everything changes form the moment I took my STPM results. Well, as usual, nothing stays forever in this world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;haizzz....getting all emo again....lol....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;here's some random shots during my life in varsity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252946598030350738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SOY3GX-yGZI/AAAAAAAAAcA/oiHRBjSxPrM/s320/DSCN2626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252947069048653298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SOY3hyqTBfI/AAAAAAAAAcI/3LZW7U_Ib1c/s320/DSCN2627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7272039226233679988-6038198577766958582?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/6038198577766958582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=6038198577766958582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6038198577766958582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6038198577766958582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/10/anxiety-had-best-of-me.html' title='Anxiety Had The Best Of Me'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SOY3GX-yGZI/AAAAAAAAAcA/oiHRBjSxPrM/s72-c/DSCN2626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-8876131343000421407</id><published>2008-09-25T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:19:50.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>The Inactive Majority</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know it is rather early for my next post but I just can't help feeling frusfrated about what happened to me this morning when I was doing my lab experiment. Since Raya is coming, I'm going to dedicate this post to them. By "them", I guess you know who I mean.&lt;/span&gt; Seriously, they are like the most inactive species ever found in this country and you can find them anywhere. Anywhere I mean!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So, this was what happened to me : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There are two groups doing the same experiment every week and those pairs of group remain unchanged until the end of the semester. So, it's obvious that the "huan" is in the other group because your beloved &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Apong&lt;/span&gt; will never pair up with them anytime, anywhere. Normally during the experiment, the groups do their experiment in their own pace but for this particular experiment which I'm not going to explain further, we cooperate and did the experiment together. With about 24 people in a lab, the chairs aren't sufficient but I managed to grab one for my comfort. And here comes the trouble. As I was doing my report, this "huan" guy stood by my side and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COPY MY WORK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The amazing thing was that he copied the same sentence I was writing at that instant. Could he not wait for me to finish my report then only asked to borrow it? Don't you think it's annoying seeing how a person copy your sentenses at the same time you're writing them? I can still tolerate that. But then, when I stood up to do that experiment which was supposed to be a work we do &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;TOGETHER&lt;/span&gt;, he snatched my chair away and sit on it!!!!! Guess what he's doing while sitting on MY chair? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;COPYING MY WORK LO!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What else?!?!?!! To top it off, he was practically sitting down copying my work while we (me, my lab partner and his lab partner) did all the work. Ok fine, maybe he did a little.......&lt;strong&gt;HE TOUCHED THE CHEMICAL TWICE NIA!!! TWICE!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh ya, did I mention that he's a &lt;strong&gt;THIRD YEAR&lt;/strong&gt; student in &lt;strong&gt;EDUCATION&lt;/strong&gt; course?? Yes, no joke. A senior copying a junior's work, so what exactly was he doing in the past two years? I really can't imagine what will happen to the level of our country's chemistry in the future. I hope he's not the upper guy in the ministry of education in the future. There will be absolutely no hope!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;GIM MING.... BEAT THEM FLAT!!! LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Of course Gim Ming will beat them flat. What was I thinking? Guess what, just a few hours ago, I downloaded my chemistry test results. It's a list consisting of EVERYONE's results and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Apong&lt;/span&gt; never misses a chance to be kaypo. As I was browsing through the list, I noticed something. Those D's grades belong to those &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MOHR HAR MAT&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;C-Ts&lt;/span&gt;. It's not like I'm looking down at them but sometimes it's unfair for them to get all the privileges when they seriously suck in tests while those who obtain good results get nothing due to skin colour. But well, I'm already used to it and won't complain further. Those dissatisfaction can only resides deep in my thoughts and can never be expressed loud and clear in this country. I wouldn't want to be detained under ISA, would I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nevertheless, this post is only refering to a particular person and not as a whole. Some of them are good and kind. The only thing I like about them is that they are not as "&lt;em&gt;kiasu&lt;/em&gt;" as chinese. Or rather, what's there to be "&lt;em&gt;kiasu&lt;/em&gt;" about when you are in a winning situation no matter what you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-8876131343000421407?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/8876131343000421407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=8876131343000421407&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/8876131343000421407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/8876131343000421407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/09/inactive-majority.html' title='The Inactive Majority'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-761734603553539431</id><published>2008-09-19T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:13:25.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Educational Facts'/><title type='text'>Existence of Mankind??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I bet the existence of mankind has been a bother to us for a very long time. I bet some of us even think about it when we have our own emo period, asking ourselves why we exist and so on. But now, there might be a scientific way to prove it; to prove how we exist but somehow this means defying the existence of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;This particular experiment was said to be the greatest discovery in science and for all the fanatic science fans out there, this particular Large Hadron Collider (LHC) experiment must have been heard of. It is to test the Big Bang theory which is the process where in the galaxy where a planet exploded (or something like that) forming stars and other planets. Imagine if the experiment is a success, we will finally know how we exist. But of course, this ruins the fun of being emo thinking of the same issue. LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;BUT......~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;The machine malfunctioned!!! Read it yourself :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080918/ap_on_re_eu/eu_big_bang_3"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080918/ap_on_re_eu/eu_big_bang_3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Even though they said it was fixed, but then again, doesn't that malfunction tell us that there will be a next time?? Who knows, maybe there will be a side effect from all those malfunction and instead of searching for the answer to mankind's existence, we might destroy mankind. Rumours had it that the machine said to be bigger than Penang island will create black hole!! WOW!!! All of us will be sucked into the other dimension if that happens. People, pack your bags!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;LHC = Engima?!?!?!?!?!? WTH?!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247749186998081650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SNPAFPFdmHI/AAAAAAAAAbw/LDkT9IczeHs/s320/JPEG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;In the end, ENIGMA pwnt all of us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247750236992619634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SNPBCWnqxHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/kGJ7ieB1NRI/s320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-761734603553539431?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/761734603553539431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=761734603553539431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/761734603553539431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/761734603553539431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/09/existence-of-mankind.html' title='Existence of Mankind??'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SNPAFPFdmHI/AAAAAAAAAbw/LDkT9IczeHs/s72-c/JPEG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-6827945447859006440</id><published>2008-09-13T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:19:16.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><title type='text'>Lesson To Learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;There are lessons to be learned everyday in our daily lives. It is how you apply that lesson in life that will make you a better person in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I guess I've made a few lesson this morning, by morning I mean somewhere around 2am. When I was about to switch off the lights and everything after enjoying the time to surf the net, I found a paper. It was my brother's Maths test paper. It has his answers on it, so I took the time to check it out and see how he progresses. You might not know, but I have great expectations on my brother. Then, I realised he had made quite a number of careless mistakes. I was quite disappointed and I thought to myself, "These are simple questions, how can he not get it right?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I went back to bed soon after bringing along my disappointment. But then I realised something so much more important. I was actually looking at the Standard 4 Maths test paper. Obviously it's easy in my opinion. Then, after browsing through a few questions my brother got wrong, they were actually quite a tricky ones for his level. I felt kind of bad after that for judging him even though it was just a thought. If I have great expectations on him, I should be the one guiding him, right and not judging him. If I can't even do that to my brother, how am I suppose to be a good teacher in the future? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Never judge but guide. - lesson to learn!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-6827945447859006440?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/6827945447859006440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=6827945447859006440&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6827945447859006440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6827945447859006440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/09/lesson-to-learn.html' title='Lesson To Learn'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-2216688307085145745</id><published>2008-09-06T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:47:04.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Yet Another Long Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Hoi!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;So, I'm back for more juicy stories about my varsity life. I was supposed to sit for my Inorganic Chem test on Thursday but unfortunately or maybe fortunately, the test got postponed. I don't know what might you think about this. Some might think that it's a bless that the test got postponed to next week. But for most of us, we were pissed by the decision, maybe not me I guess. I was practically ok with either one of the results. We wasted our time panicking on the night before, trying to finish the chapters that were covered in the test but out of the sudden, it got postponed just because there are a few number of questions that are not covered in our lecture. I guess the lecturer was trying to help us to get a better grades in the test. The reason he did not announce about it earlier was because he only got to see the papers on the morning of the supposedly to be test day. Then, after realising the number of questions not covered in his lectures, he decided to postpone it! I would say that's a lame excuse from him though. But anyhow, he still is my favourite lecturer for this semester. hehe!! Not that he teaches us EXTREMELY VERY VERY VERY WELL that makes him my favourite, but it's because he has that kind of style I like about. In other words, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yau seng kak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; !! lol!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Now, go on to Friday. As usual, my timetable on Friday is the most packed of all in the week. Today, Mr Howell told us that he would be in USM at 8pm for some debate society thingy and he asked us to join. But we didn't make any promises so we just went to have a look and experience what was going on. We thought we might be able to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hiau hiau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with him since he has like the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hiauest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; attitude in SXI. Especially, Damien wanted to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hiau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with him. But then, the condition of the society is nothing like what he told us before. He mentioned that the society consists of very very few people and the standard is low. He even said that the meeting will be over in a flash of light. Nothing like that!! It wasn't his fault anyway. I think he didn't expect that many to show up in the meeting. So we went there knowing nothing but just to listen to him talk with his usual funny and slutty way. But as time passed, the seniors were kind of desperate to recruit members for the society and well, we were the targets!! At first, we were the spectators of the public speaking thingy but the speaker's role was then thrown at us for no apparent reason. We were practically forced to participate. Nobody could save us because Howell had gone back and we were in their territory. There's no way to say &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;!! I looked kind of pissed and I think that was what makes Lawrence apologised for dragging me there. But actually, I'm not pissed for being there but I just don't feel uncomfortable doing things that are forced into me and are beyond my range of interest. This kind of public speaking thingy is meant for those debators-gonna-be and I'm definitely not in the group. I only speak well (not excellent) when I feel I like it and when my mind is prepared for it. It was so sudden and I was given the lame topic, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Short Hair VS Long Hair"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yea, I chose having short hair. duh~~!! The thing that surprised me was seeing how desperate the seniors were. She commented that I spoke quite ok but I seriously suck at that time!! But, forgivable lah since she has the Narinder's look and style, but not SHAPE. =P!!!!!!!! So we had no choice but to stay for their real parliament debate and it lasted until 11pm!! WOW!!! Damn tiring!! I had classes from 8am!!! That was like 15 HOURS!!!!!!! ARGHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;but I'm quite energetic right now. It took me just about 20 minutes to finish this post. I guess a little adrenaline rush from the sudden public speaking sparks my need to write a post. Besides, I'd learned to organise my points through this method :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main point&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;- State the GENERAL point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;- Elaboration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;- Examples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Though those were something I used to know but it's good to have a recap of what I'd learned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-2216688307085145745?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/2216688307085145745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=2216688307085145745&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/2216688307085145745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/2216688307085145745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/09/yet-another-long-day.html' title='Yet Another Long Day...'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-1985943461973492452</id><published>2008-08-31T02:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T03:56:00.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unlucky Shits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>The "WUS" Day Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Today I woke up in a very sleepy condition, not knowing that I'm going to face the worst Saturday ever!!! Out of the sudden when we came back from the holiday, we were told that the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WUS 101 entrepreneurship course&lt;/span&gt; on Thursday has been postponed to Saturday due to some reason which I wouldn't want to know. And it is written in that notice that we'll be given a quiz which were supposed to be held next week and our dress code for the class is formal attire. EerrrGGHH~~!! Wearing a tie and an uncomfortable slacks while taking a quiz.... That's just way too weird for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But anyhow, we didn't question the decision made by the lecturer. Let's name him &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FCA (F***ing Cheap Asshole)&lt;/span&gt;, you'll know why soon. I wasted my Saturday long morning nap for this stupid course and you bet there's something bad going on. Something good can never happen in this course unless I get an A+ which is so very impossible. When I reached, I saw a lot of non-students wearing formal attire (with coat). From there onwards, I felt somehting was wrong. The lecture hall, DTSP was filled with decorations for a special convocation but I never suspect anything although we're supposed to use that hall for our class. UNTIL, Mei Ying told me that we were there so that we fill up the seats in the hall. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR PETE'S SAKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, have some courtesy to tell us about this and let us decide whether to attend it or not. Better than using cheap tricks, telling us there's class and quiz on that day, making us come and then don't even dare to tell us about what has happened. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FCA&lt;/span&gt; really pissed us off at that time. That is why we need to wear formal attire since the occasion is "grand". &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How f***ing cheap is that?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does he even have a brain? Or he left it in his wife's vagina the night before?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He did this kind of thing without thinking about the others. Some of us just weren't in the condition to attend class but they did it anyway because he mentioned that there is a QUIZ!!! Quizzes are very important in this class as it doesn't have a final paper. Quizzes are where we get our marks. And he fooled us just like that, tricking us into filling up the hall so that the convocation will look even more auspicious. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Like hell we care!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go f*** any women he find in the street and give birth to many many babies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; With this, filling up the seats won't be such a difficult thing to do. Better than using such a low tricks, low even for him!! I can't imagine there will be someone willing to pull off this kind of tricks. &lt;strong&gt;Cheap bastard!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We even skipped our breakfast because the class was supposed to be a 2 hours lecture and we thought we can go back at 10.30am. But &lt;em&gt;noooooooo&lt;/em&gt;, we were there just to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SIT&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DO NOTHING&lt;/span&gt; for 3 hours. And the canteen was opened but not selling food!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;WHAT THE F***ING HELL!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The canteen prepare food only for the after-convocation-eat-till-you-drop-to-hell event. So, we sat and sat and sat for 3 hours, knowing nuts about the whole stupid ceremony and when it was time to finally hit the road, he announced that the class will be held after that!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;That was when we hit the breaking point. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mr FCA&lt;/span&gt; must be laughing his ass off by then. Then, due to the eat-till-you-drop thingy, he told us to get something to eat and the class will start after that, but to be honest, he just want some for himself. Telling us to eat is another way of saying "&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'M HUNGRY....YOUR QUEUE IS LONGER THEREFORE I HAVE MORE TIME TO ENJOY MY BREAKFAST.... SINCE FASTING MONTH IS COMING, I'M GOING TO EAT TIL I SHIT MY ASS OUT&lt;/span&gt;". I bet that was what he thinks. He could mentioned about the convocation in the notice and asked us to attend the stupid lecture at 12pm. But &lt;em&gt;noooooo&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mr Smartass&lt;/span&gt; here doesn't want to waste any ink for that matter. Even the most patient guy ever will be pissed in this matter. To top off the stupidity of how they work, the quiz's questions were....welll... how to put it in words??...hmmm...OH YEAH!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAME!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Did I mention that this is an entrepreneurship course? And guess what were the questions about? They were True-False questions anyway and they were related to the previous &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F***ING CONVOCATION!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of them!!!! The last question even asked us the number of flags on the stage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 10 bloody stupid questions all non-related to the course but related to something that none of us even care about!!!&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Mr FCA&lt;/span&gt; just showed how dumb he is and one thing I "&lt;em&gt;admire&lt;/em&gt;" about him is that he kept his cool all the while and act as if nothing wrong has happened while smiling cunningly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The same thing happened when we were waiting for him to show up so that we could pay him the deposit for the sales expo thingy. At that time, he even dare to say we mistaken the day of payment. I bet he forgot about it and went for lunch and let about at least a hundred hungry students waiting for him in a vey small lecture hall. Something expected from him, he smiled and kept his bloody cool while walking down the stairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why can't he just trip for once and let all of us laugh at him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You can really see how mad I am about this. Vulgar words rarely appear in my blog and look at it now. This post makes my other posts sound decent. This kind of people can never achieve great things. The proverb, "&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Stupid people does idiotic things&lt;/span&gt;" are very true. Is there such a proverb?? LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-1985943461973492452?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/1985943461973492452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=1985943461973492452&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1985943461973492452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1985943461973492452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/08/wus-day-ever.html' title='The &quot;WUS&quot; Day Ever'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7688651317737645335</id><published>2008-08-22T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:19:56.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>And It's Over Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's Friday! SO SOON!?!?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*sigh.... Break is coming to its end. Time passes so fast. In a blink of an eye, the one week break has already come to its end. Though I've finished my assignments, but the fact that my Maths test is on Monday scares the hell out of me. *scream in horror* Then, BM oral on Wednesday sucks out the remaining energy out of me. I wish I can have more confidence when I speak in Malay. I had it once long time ago but I wished for more confidence when I speak in English at that time. And now I gain confidence when I speak in English but it seems like my confidence in Malay is depleting. I never could gain both these confidence at the same time. It's always one or the other. But of course, having confidence in English is way better for my future. LOL!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BM SARK!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's going to be another pictureless post from me. Life's ok for this week. I went out. And went out. And went out. And sleep! LOL!!! Not much things to do around here, isn't it? But I'm always glad to be here in Penang. But another side of me wants to travel. hahaha... I feel like going Singapore this semester break. Anyone with me??? LOLOLOL!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm having less and less exercise these days. And I eat more and more. I know some of you out there might say "hey good for u apong!" but let me tell you this : I can't grow fatter by just eating more. Something is wrong with me. hahahaha!!! I told this to Pn Narinder that day when I went to school. I need lipotransfer... LOL!!! *gagak hand* :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, I need to go and watch my new interesting anime. With lots and lots of ruthless killing. LOL!!! and GOSSIP GIRL IS COMING ON 1st SEPTEMBER!!! HEROES ON 22nd SEPTEMBER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-7688651317737645335?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/7688651317737645335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=7688651317737645335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7688651317737645335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/7688651317737645335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-its-over-again.html' title='And It&apos;s Over Again...'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-3123286079557198637</id><published>2008-08-14T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:55:43.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>WTH?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the hell is wrong with birds nowadays?!?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;The world is crumbling down on birds, I think. You know why, several weeks ago, I had an accident with a bird. I banged it with my car when I was driving downhill on the Gambier Road. Downhill means pretty fast if you still haven't catch what I mean. But even when you are driving very fast on the highway, it is quite impossible to bang on a bird since birds have pretty impressive reaction towards their surrounding. Things have changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Let me start by telling you how I got into the accident. The bird was standing on a road for god knows why when my car came down the hill. As my car approaches it, the bird was trying to avoid me and plan to flap its wing and say bye bye. BYE BYE indeed when my car was faster than its wing. I have no idea whether it died or survived but I know there was a line of red liquid on my windscreen, which looked like blood but looked more like some juice from a fruit. Anyway, my point is the environment is making them react slower than usual. They fly lower than they used to be. I was almost hit on the head by a flying pigeon as I was walking down the road. Obviously, noobshit did not happen and I avoided it. This should be expected from yours truthfully, APONG. Then I've seen birds flying very very low as I was driving and what's more shocking is that they flew at knee-high even when a car was driving pass. I'm not the only who encounter this. Mei Ying did too when we went for lunch using her car. I've almost hit a crow today when it flew pass my car at a very low height from the ground. Who knows, maybe M. Night Shamalan might direct a movie about the peculiar things happening to birds nowadays. LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Enough about birds. Let's talk about HOLIDAYS!!! We're having a week break from our hectic university life and for those coming back to Penang, WELCOME BACK TO CIVILISATION WITH PORKS AND CHEAP FOOD!!! For those who isn't coming back for the week, be patient and we'll meet during the semester break. hehehehe... But I still have tonnes of assignments on hand to be completed before the the break ends. Haizz. And to top it off, I'm having my Maths test on the very first day after the break and my BM on the third. I've already had Analytical Chem test and Kefahaman test. Left Inorganic Chem and Maths. Analytical Chem test is ok but Kefahaman ....hmmm.. I'm scared! Hope to ace it but it will never happen. It's Malay Language for god sake. I've happily return most of my Malay knowledge to Pn Yap and now I'm facing the consequences. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Anyway, I'm going to enjoy as much as I can during this break and hope to see you all soon!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;~Apong signing out~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-3123286079557198637?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/3123286079557198637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=3123286079557198637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3123286079557198637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3123286079557198637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/08/wth.html' title='WTH?!?!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-417467661039027193</id><published>2008-08-09T21:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:52:44.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Tired Of Being Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;I don't know where to begin as I have a lot to say about this week. Darn!! One thing for sure is that I've been sleeping very well lately due to all those energy being drained away when I was in USM. So many things to do with so little time in hands. There is a saying that has been passed down from generations to generations in Form Six. The phrase sounds something like this, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"University's life is easier and better than schooling life"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BULL****!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You all should know the environment when a public exam is a few weeks away and everybody push themselves to the limit in order to score well in the papers. Tell you what, this is the kind of situation I'm facing EVERYDAY in USM. Everyday after classes, I have works to do and until now, I'm still a few chapters behind the lecturers. Life in university isn't as easy as just listening to the lecturers and you can score the paper. We have to read again in order to dive in deeper into the topic. Everything taught in lectures only reflects the surface of the topic. We need to always venture on our own and I'm behind time!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;Okay, as I said, this week is the most hectic week ever and it started from the sales expo that I experienced on Thursday. Before that, I had like the most tiring experiment for this semester to conduct while worrying about the proceedings of the sales expo which was going on at the same time as my lab course. I was planning to save some energy to shout in the sales expo but in the end the experiment already drained about 3 quarter of my energy for the day. I went straight after the experiment, leaving every dirty equipments to my lab partner. Did i mention that I woke up that morning at 7am for class without having my breakfast? Anyway, the sales expo went kind of well considering our low-demanded products being rejected by many many people as they passed. At the end of the day, we earned 120++ and gain a profit of 40++. Not bad indeed! And I enjoyed every minute of it except the part where I have to slowly endure my stomach ache while waiting for my group members to replace me when I'm gone for another big "business". It ended at about 5.30pm with a few leftovers in our products. Not much, enough for the five of us to take some souveniers to remind us of this memorable day. The day continued on with another class at night until 10pm. Imagine!! I stayed in USM from 8am to 10pm for all those things. 14 BLOODY HOURS!!! Slept like a pig that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232528285707957506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SJ2swLLOdQI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/8g5ZD7i_Z0Q/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Stall full of Frostie Sophie~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232529273101934402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SJ2tppgS30I/AAAAAAAAAbY/4v_ktjZdAfE/s320/DSC01763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;F&amp;amp;S Enterprise....wait F&amp;amp;S would be nice enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232529647140428770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SJ2t_a6BW-I/AAAAAAAAAbg/iaLWoHAoUUs/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Our mobile selling basket~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232529952403044834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SJ2uRMGTOeI/AAAAAAAAAbo/kDQO7WWnyQw/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;All that is left at the end of the day~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;Then, came the most unique day of all in the history of World. 08.08.08. Imagine doing something unforgettable at 8.08am 8 seconds on that day. Woo..nice.... But guess what I was doing at that time? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAKING MY ANALYTICAL CHEMISTRY TEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DAMN POTONG&lt;/span&gt;!!! To top up the potongness, I was late for the test!! I drove into another entrance to avoid the roadblock which had been conducted everyday since last week. So, in order to avoid unnecessary summon, I parked my car in my faculty and walk to the hall. I predicted it would be about 10 minutes or so but it ended up more. Plus, I was lost and went to the wrong place but luckily there were two helpful malay girls there to guide me. I went in with sweaty t-shirt and heavy breathing. Really wasn't comfortable at that time. But luckily, I still managed to finish on time as it had just 25 objective questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;And today, I was forced to attend a 9 hours talk on safety in laboratories. 9 HOURS!!!!!!!!!!!! and lunch not provided!!!!!!!! I feel like a tired dumbass right now~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-417467661039027193?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/417467661039027193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=417467661039027193&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/417467661039027193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/417467661039027193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/08/tired-of-being-tired.html' title='Tired Of Being Tired'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SJ2swLLOdQI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/8g5ZD7i_Z0Q/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-6664621090319780949</id><published>2008-08-02T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:34:54.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unlucky Shits'/><title type='text'>Wrong Timing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;*sniff* *sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;*cough* * cough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I knew someone will be coming here and ask me to update my blog. I wanted to update it yesterday but it seemed like the connection was terrible and I was way too tired. Tired of blogging you might think? Of course not!!! It's just that my flu was getting way out of hand and start to consume my energy to blog. Whose fault was it?? Who?? Who?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It just happened so suddenly when I woke one morning and found myself sneezing all the way from Johor to Perlis!!! I didn't switched on my aircond that night and I have no idea where the virus was from. No one in my family is sick and the weather is the total opposite of being cold! So whose fault?? Who ?? Who??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;After thinking for awhile, I realised that my coursemate was having a bad cough in one of the lectures on Wednesday. She isn't anyone I know, just a random girl sitting behind me and COUGHING all the way throughout the entire lecture. And from the sound of it, I can say that she didn't close her mouth. ISHK!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am having my chemistry test my sales expo next week. I can't afford to be sick!!! I really can't!!!! The timing is really wrong for everything!! I hope if all ends well, I'll be able to "on the run and going" for my next big tasks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is a short post to let you know what is happening to me. I promise to write a decent post when I have the time for it. Most probably about my sales expo and my chemistry test. Till then, Chaooozz~~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-6664621090319780949?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/6664621090319780949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=6664621090319780949&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6664621090319780949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6664621090319780949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/08/wrong-timing.html' title='Wrong Timing'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-758557246578172690</id><published>2008-07-25T13:12:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T14:26:23.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><title type='text'>Campus Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It has been 3 weeks since I started my journey as a USM student. It has been quite an experience, going from one lecture hall to another in a nick of time and violating the rules there by driving everyday to campus. I'm going to keep my promise in my previous post that I'll post up some pictures of my "beloved" room in the hostel. The pictures shown will be very disturbing. So, for those emo-suicidal type of person, please close this window IMMEDIATELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The reasons I wanted to go home so badly everyday and waste the money that I paid for the hostel are all stated loud and clear in the pictures. Like the saying goes, a picture shows a thousand REASONS. Before I move on to the pictures, let me brief you a little about my room. Basically, it's a room for two. Mind you, it's a room, so there isn't any basin or water pipe to use conveniently. You have to go to the public toilet for that. Some people might say, "Public toilet only mah....What is there to be fussy about?". For those having such thoughts, hold your horses and wait until you take a look at the pictures of it. And NO, there won't be any pictures of other people's waste. So, don't worry and enjoy the ride. I think I've said too much. So now, feast your eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226819999004682514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIllGKGU6RI/AAAAAAAAAZo/ySflaW0gG0M/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is my room from the entrance.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226820373081669154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIllb7pOviI/AAAAAAAAAZw/03XM8pEmvAY/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The portion of the room...My side....at least the mirror is on my side..LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226822245004954482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIlnI5GhS3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/V91k6Nk36bg/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Do you feel like putting your clothes in it? Coz I don't..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Imagine having a major rashes wearing clothes from there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226822559999557938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIlnbOjFgTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RnWU-ea70jE/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Wiring defect right ABOVE MY BODY when I sleep....Creepy huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226824577814828834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIlpQrfvFyI/AAAAAAAAAaI/K1WGCaon3J4/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The place where I brush my teeth everyday in the orientation week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226824784590956978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIlpctzAabI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/zamAzXZ0eH8/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Take a loo here...by the way, this particular cubical has a weak flush!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226824995193980258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIlpo-WrhWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/lryMrhPy2Cc/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Wearing slippers to bathe everyday isn't something I'm fond of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Now, you've seen the nightmare of my orientation week. But not everything has only the bad side. Everything is this world consist of bad and good like ying and yang. Or like Celine Dion and William Hung. Of course, what I mean here is tht Celine Dion is the good side, NOT WILLIAM HUNG!!! I'm the person who always deliver bad news first before I go on to the good ones. So, I'm going to post up some pictures of I think by far the nicest place in USM. The library! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226828563956134738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIls4tB4c1I/AAAAAAAAAag/65JxNb1rU6U/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;The pathway leading to the beautiful place.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226828747630740690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIltDZRUhNI/AAAAAAAAAao/j9okeu-rmZQ/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;The view of the entrance form the second floor.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226828947592249282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIltPCL2_8I/AAAAAAAAAaw/UCbpPDpOAKY/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;The archive....YENG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226829613273281538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIlt1yCldAI/AAAAAAAAAbA/EB1US5udrxk/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Those who love novels will love this corner...but the novels are old though....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226829907055313842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIluG4drg7I/AAAAAAAAAbI/vN-2UyiJgTE/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Free internet access....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226829344891502482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIltmKPYf5I/AAAAAAAAAa4/pXu6PccR27o/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;The view outside the library...the glass is so clear that you can see my reflection...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Yesterday was my medical check-up. Everything went well until I met my doctor. She said my heart beat was abnormal and she'll check my condition later. Then, my blood pressure was 122 which is slightly above the average. DAMN!!! I'm not really a healthy person. Seriously have to watch what I eat fom now on. Less supper for me now. Haizzz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ps: I'm actually blogging about these in the nicest place in USM and the connectivity here is FULL!!!! No disconnection at all!!! I have class about 30 minutes from now. So chaoz for now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-758557246578172690?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/758557246578172690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=758557246578172690&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/758557246578172690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/758557246578172690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/07/campus-tour.html' title='Campus Tour'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIllGKGU6RI/AAAAAAAAAZo/ySflaW0gG0M/s72-c/Image015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-3192203508270223723</id><published>2008-07-19T23:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:43:13.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>Why So Serious?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First thing first. My blog has always been active and I've been blogging for every week. So, pinkbag, IT'S NOT DEAD!!! hahahhaa.... And you are still far from being a professional dead blog announcer like me. hehe...I know how much you want to be like me, but you're still far. Go train another 10 years and you'll be close to where I am now. LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, back to the right track. One advice for all of you out there that have been staying at home lately and haven't watched a single movie in cinema for as long as the time taken for a new born to learn how to walk. WATCH DARK KNIGHT!!!! It is a movie to watch this year!!!! The movie is full with elements of surprise, funny and action PLUS mind-disturbing. Not to mention there are lots of cute guys in there for the girls out there. But a little disappointment for the boys. The main actress isn's as appealing as how her character should be. Of all the characters in the movie, Joker is the BEST!! Even Batman himself is overshadowed by Joker in his own movie. The director/producer really makes Joker the best schemer in town though Joker denies that he is a schemer. His plans are really out of the box and it's amazing seeing them come out as planned! Do I sound psycho admiring Joker's plan?? haha!!! Whoever who thinks Joker isn't cool in that movie is sooooo UNCOOL!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224766404451831922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIIZXOO_EHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/bNvVGjkrY_A/s320/joker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why so serious?? Let's put a smile on this face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224764642639288770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIIXwq-JGcI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zbfT3R-vfEs/s320/joker+and+batman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My makeup and suit is way better than your mask and "uniform"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One more advice to those planning to watch. Try not to buy Large drink into this movie. Even if the counter girl says there are only small and large drinks available, choose SMALL. You will suffer if you try your hardest to finish the LARGE drink in the 2 and half hour movie. It comes from experience. So just trust me! Apart from that, the actors and actresses in the movie were awesome. At first, I thought the actor carrying the character of Jim Gordon would be boring but he turned out great too. And as for Alfred, I damn like the actor. He really has the Alfred's sarcastic-but-respectful attitude. I forgot his name but you will know him as soon as you see him because he's a very famous actor. Rachel on the other hand, doesn't look appealing to me as I've said before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, enough about the movie. If I were to continue, it will be full of spoilers. You wouldn't want that to happen, do you? So back to my life. Nothing much going on lately but the assignment and homeworks and projects are coming in very fast already. Quiz is coming next week and I need to study hard for that. The same thing goes on and on about how you must maintain good grades in the first sem. First sem is the only time for you to easily get good grades and a better pointer and so it's said. When you reach second sem, things got harder and to get good grades, it isn't easy. So I hope I won't screw up this opportunity to get a good pointer. I've yet to take a picture of my hostel room. Probably by this Friday you'll have a look at my horrible room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's all for now, folks! It's a pretty long post, haven't written a post like this for a very long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-TTFN-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7272039226233679988-3192203508270223723?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/3192203508270223723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=3192203508270223723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3192203508270223723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3192203508270223723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-so-serious.html' title='Why So Serious?!?!'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SIIZXOO_EHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/bNvVGjkrY_A/s72-c/joker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-3320603082812250446</id><published>2008-07-12T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:23:29.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>Upgraded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So, university life has started for a week now. So far, things have been going easy and relaxing. No assignments, no tutorial classes and definitely no presentations. I wonder if I'll be able to get rid of my fear of presentations. *pray*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's going to be a hectic life once we reach third week. Everything from A to Z of the courses will be pushed in our head bits by bits. Tutorial classes starting on that week. Assignments filling in. And as for the coming Sales Expo, I'm still at wit's end. Worst of all, I'm the leader of the team. All "pakat" vote me. I hate VOTES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Haizzz... My aim for this semester will be CGPA 4.0 but I guess I'm just giving myself false hope as it is quite impossible. I've became lazier after STPM ended. haha...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I know my post sounds boring up until now but what to, this is an unplanned post. I just want to post something so that my blog won't be dead. It has to stay active. So bear with me yea....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;At last, my long awaited laptop has arrived. hehehehe.. my baby~~!!!! I won't tell you all the price, but it's not expensive nor cheap la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221806092627443986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SHeU-ZUHgRI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ecp_H-CUUwU/s320/Compaq-V3000.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;something like that but not exactly same!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ok la...up til now for this post..bye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-3320603082812250446?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/3320603082812250446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=3320603082812250446&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3320603082812250446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3320603082812250446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/07/upgraded.html' title='Upgraded'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SHeU-ZUHgRI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ecp_H-CUUwU/s72-c/Compaq-V3000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-4574504154394821078</id><published>2008-07-03T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:24:47.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Stuff'/><title type='text'>A Week In Uni</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can read from the title, I've just came back from the orientation week in USM. Oh yeah. I've chosen USM over NUS if you haven't noticed by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the orientation week starts on the Saturday, 28th of June and it began with a terrible start. First, I grabbed the room key from the counter available there and it was stated F26/337A. Soon after I realised that F26 is the block, the digit 3 in front signifies the third floor. And so I thought it would be easy for me to climb up. But to my admist, a lot of parents were there making the final preparation for their children as they are leaving their hometown for a better education (so, one might think!). It was so crowded that I have to squeeze in and out when I climb up the stairs while carrying a luggage (at least 15kg), a bagpack, two plastic bags consist of shoes and my pillow. It was DAMN tiring and I felt the sense of achievement once I managed to reach my room. Apparently, my room is the last room in the block! The very last one! As expected, room was dirty and dusty in the beginning. So, I won't touch so much about the room. Oh yea, luckily my room-mate is a chinese guy. Lucky me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, food! BAD!!! The food are the same everyday. Imagine having no choice of other type of food except malay food. No matter which hostel I went to, it stayed the same ; malay food. It is as bad as having to watch the same episode of a drama over and over again. Only until today that I finally got the chance to have a chinese-typed lunch in the campus. Thanks to Damien who always break the law, he fetched us there with his little smelly myvi. Ok, now move on to the toilets and the other facility in the hostel. Apparently, the bathing cubicles were vacant most of the time when I wanted to bathe. So, not much of a frusfration from me in this issue but the toilet bowl part is kind of pissing me off. The flush isn't strong enough to get rid the "thing" when you released it. It took me two times of flush to complete the "disposal".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programmes were not organised. OK, let me rephrase that. The PPMS (Pembimbing Pelajar Minggu Suaikenal) were the ones making unnecessary scenes. They asked us to queue up early but never ever start walking to the destination in time, leaving us standing under the scorching sun! Exactly, you didn;t read wrongly, I did type WALK!!! No bus provided. And the programmes were mostly talks about the university. There were so packed that we didn't really have time managing our courses. THANKS A LOT! One lame thing that I've noticed from the talk is that they like to clap on unnecessary stuffs. When the Chairperson starts giving the speech, he/she will being with something like this, "Salam sejahtera blah blah blah.... &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;DAN SALAM ASPIRASI KEPADA MAHASISWA BERSATU&lt;/span&gt;". A big applause ALWAYS follows behind that sentence. Apart from that, applause was also given to this, "&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;MAHASISWA ADALAH PENDUKUNG ASPIRASI UNIVERSITI&lt;/span&gt;". What the hell is wrong with them? Does the word "aspirasi" give them the orgasm? These two sentences were frequently used to make us clap. And to those attention seeking fella during the Q&amp;amp;A session, these two were the sentences to make them popular among the group. LAME !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after this one week, I'm still having trouble with my course selection. Too little time for me to organise it and consult the academic advisor about it. Thanks all to the all-so-packed-useless-programmes. Still need to go back tomorrow to finish the final touch of the beginning of my uni life. hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.... TATA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-4574504154394821078?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/4574504154394821078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=4574504154394821078&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4574504154394821078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4574504154394821078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/07/week-in-uni.html' title='A Week In Uni'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-9007707676746947216</id><published>2008-06-20T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T18:34:31.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>The DILEMMA of All Dilemmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haihzzzz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haizzz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*sigh*........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm being like an idiot right now. Things are going my way but I'm here weeping and moping like the world is going to end tomorrow. So, as I have said, I've been accepted in USM for Chemical Science and on the other hand, NUS is offering me Science which is almost the same as the one in USM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't go telling me to go for NUS before you even know my problem. Obviously without a doubt that NUS is way better than USM. For a proof, NUS is ranked &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;141&lt;/span&gt; in the world while USM....errr....&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1065&lt;/span&gt;! But nothing is free in this world. Every good thing has a rather high value and guess what, NUS DOES has a &lt;strong&gt;HIGH&lt;/strong&gt; value. Plus, being awarded a scholarship to study overboard is like something a person could ever wished for. Maybe not me. I hate to say this myself, but I think I'll choose USM for my tertiary education. When I browsed through the guide for USM, I found something peculiar and decided to have a little chat with my cousin. But then, she asked me to think &lt;strong&gt;REAL&lt;/strong&gt; deep in making this decision. She sounds soooooo serious when she asked me to and she is the last person in my family that I would expect her to be serious with me (hyperbola). And that was the moment doubts built up the most. Besides her, Pn Shirley also mentioned the same thing as she did and her words in the email were &lt;strong&gt;STRONG&lt;/strong&gt;, almost strong enough to make me change my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm sorry if I disappoint them or anyone else who expect me to go NUS but I somehow can't picture myself being in NUS and study. It doesn't feel like ME, you know. Once when Choya asked me what will I be in the future, I said I don't know and I'll figure that out as I go along the flow. But now, I can imagine myself being someone I would like to be when I was young. This is the reason why I stick with local and the goal is getting nearer by the minute. I'm not going to let others cloud my judgement anymore. When I started typing this post, my doubts were great but as I type and type, I've made up my mind of my future. I want to be that kind of person. It's not just I want to be but it's because I &lt;strong&gt;LIKE TO BE THAT KIND OF PERSON&lt;/strong&gt;. I wouldn't want to be the person who study this but doesn't work in that field. Somehow, this has been a trend in my relatives nowadays. I've made up my mind. Two of my cousins have already chosen this path. But, I'll be meeting them at the end using another path. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I guess it really does matter to follow your own heart. And now I feel so relieved to have this goal in me. Nothing can be compared to the "&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;imagination&lt;/span&gt;" I'm having about my own future, being able to do what I like to do though it seemed to be forgotten when I was in Form 5 but I guess it came back to me recently. Haha... You might be confused about what I'm saying right now, but you won't be in the future when you see me (&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hopefully I achieve that goal!&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fine, if people want to judge me from which university I go to but then as a famous saying goes, "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;GIVE UP DON'T GIVE UP, NOODLES DON'T NOODLES&lt;/span&gt;". Hehehehhe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-9007707676746947216?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/9007707676746947216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=9007707676746947216&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/9007707676746947216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/9007707676746947216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/06/dilemma-of-all-dilemmas.html' title='The DILEMMA of All Dilemmas'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-5719928683708441336</id><published>2008-06-18T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T17:02:03.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>The Roadtrip's Charm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#996633;"&gt;The week begins with a rather crazy stunt we pulled out for fun. We planned to watch Long Khong 2 in cinema in Sunway Carnival since it was the only place where they show the movie in Penang. But then, luck wasn't by our side because there wasn't any show time left for the movie. So, we went for a movie marathon instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;First, we watched Incredible Hulk. I don't know if this is the sequel of the previous one, but I must say that it's more worth watching than the one before. At least one thing that we've noticed from the previous Hulk movie was how fake the body of Hulk looked like. Then before the movie ends, it reveals a hint about the Avengers, a team of super heroes which include Ironman, Hulk and Captain America in it. So, I guess it would be a revolution for the Marvel movies. Then, once we came out from the theatre, we went straight to the counter to purchase tickets for the movie Kungfu Panda. The jokes were still funny for the second time. Not bad I must say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;After the movies, we went straight for dinner in Chai Leng Park. I've always liked this name. "Chai Leng". The dinner was just an ordinary one, so lets skip ahead for something more interesting. It is natural for a crazy outing to end with a crazy activity. You can never guess what we did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;WE WENT FOR A FISH SPA!!!! The shop is in New World Park, so we planned to try it out. Once we put our feet in the water, the fishes were swarming in like there are food. But indirectly, our feet were their food because they feed on dead cells on our feet. It was like an all-you-can-eat buffet for them. Maincourse : Dead cells on the bottom of leg. Appetizer : Dead cells on ankle. Dessert : Dead cells between the toes. When they start "eating", it felt like jolts of electric on your leg. Ticklish in the beginning but as time pass, the number of fish "eating" gradually decreased. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213143476054822386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SFjOXv1kjfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1wcOm2mnxnM/s400/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Pain..ticklish...this is what fish spa is made of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, back to reality. So today is the day we find out which university to go to. And yes, I'm offered Chemical Science in USM, which is my first choice. So, when I saw my results at 12.15am today, I've made up my mind to go USM without a doubt. But after having my sleep and then wake up, I've received several opinions that made my dilemma to increase. Either to go USM or NUS...I've chosen USM. I do hope it isn't a stupid decision. My heart has already told me to go USM and I was much happier receving USM offer than NUS offer. I guess that says it ALL! I hope things go well for me and the others. So, I guess the journey has finally begun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-5719928683708441336?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/5719928683708441336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=5719928683708441336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5719928683708441336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5719928683708441336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/06/roadtrips-charm.html' title='The Roadtrip&apos;s Charm'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SFjOXv1kjfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1wcOm2mnxnM/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-4806601459004522119</id><published>2008-06-07T14:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:59:54.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>After So Long....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've changed my layout. NICE, right? I think it's way better than my previous one. The previous one makes my blog looked so messy, don't you think? Now with all the boxes, it looks more organised, exactly the way it pictures myself. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okay, enough with the crap. Most blogs that I've read these few days were all about the hike in petrol price. Everyone is unsatisfied and so am I. But I'm not going to say anything about it since it has already been implemented, nothing can be done to undo it. One thing that I'm not satisfied with is the statement Badawi gave. He mentioned that the increase of petrol price will be somehow countered by the rebates in several stuffs. Yea, right! I bet the rebates are mostly for the Malays. So now, our hard-earned money will be used to feed the Malays. Ok, sorry, maybe my opinions until now were a bit racist, just a bit. Now, I'm giving you some logical reason why I'm pissed. I won't be able to enjoy ALL the rebates. As an example, the rebate of RM625 for private vehicle which engine is less than 2000cc. Everyone uses petrol but NOT everyone has car with engine lower than 2000cc! If the politician really wants to help, then help EVERYONE by lowering down the petrol price instead of giving stupid rebates which can't be enjoyed by EVERYONE. What he said really ticks me off! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Arghhh..enough about those stupid issues. With the price of petrol and any other stuffs increase, it will be even difficult for me to go Singapore. I just feel that it's unfair for me to enjoy myself in Singapore and leave my parents over here to suffer my expences in Singapore. Double the currency here you know! Haizz...pening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ok, back to the happy event. After so long, we've finally organised a dinner with sir in Xuan Xin Steamboat Restaurant. Yea, haven't seen him for long and it was time to catch up on each other. I found out that this year's Lower Six has decreased a lot. 10++ per class! WOOW....Those teachers teaching must be smiling their ass off right now? Hahaha... We had a nice dinner and to my surprise, all of us ate less than those times when we ate in Prangin Mall steamboat or even the recent steamboat in Xuan Xin during my birthday. Maybe chatting with sir makes us full, OR those chocolates that he bought from Switzerland caused us to be bloated. Yumzz....I can still taste the chocolates right inside my mouth now. Mmmm~~....Well, what do you expect? I'm a fan of chocolates anyway! I still remember when I was in Form 2 or 3, a classmate of mine told the class that he doesn't eat chocolates because he fell sick when he was a kid due to too much chocolates. I mean, come on....stop being so kiasi and start enjoying THE delicacy! Name will not be mentioned but if you want to know, ASK ME PERSONALLY! hehe.... Before we call it a night, sir gave us a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;souvenier. A very nice one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209047178635220754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SEpAz2zNlxI/AAAAAAAAAYw/x_K3NA9bQoM/s400/Eiffel+Tower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've always wanted to visit the Eiffel Tower. Now, I've a mini one at home...hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But the night is still young for us and so we ended up watching Kung Fu Panda in GSC. At first, I thought it's nothing but lame since Jack Black is the star. I don't know why but Nacho Libre really gave me a bad impression about him, or rather a lame impression. But, I must say, the movie is funny. I bet it's because Jack's face wasn't in there. So, that's all for the night! hehe...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ps: the group photo will be post up once I get them from sir..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-4806601459004522119?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/4806601459004522119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=4806601459004522119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4806601459004522119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/4806601459004522119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-so-long.html' title='After So Long....'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SEpAz2zNlxI/AAAAAAAAAYw/x_K3NA9bQoM/s72-c/Eiffel+Tower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-2087043037228256618</id><published>2008-06-03T17:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:40:54.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Nothing Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's time for me to add in another blogpost before anyone came in and start labelling "dead blog". hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So now, as you know, I'm waiting for the much awaited university result and I hope I won't be disappointed with it. I really really really want to get USM but then I know nothing is going my way. Seriously, I don't have much luck after Form 6. Haha.. While waiting for this stupid bastardy result, I'm currently kicking off some relaxation in my house. But DAMN, it's boring. I think I'm a workaholic. Haha... And now I realise that boredom can lead to a lot of stuffs which can be described as lame but fun such as pranking. W00t... You have no idea what I've been doing, except maybe you're the victim or the accomplice. Hahaha...!! But pranking doesn't last long, and I got a bit sick of urban-rivals. Sooooo, I installed WAR CRAFT 3... Apong playing WC3 now?? Yes, I know it's hard to believe but life goes on. Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sorry, there will not be any pictures to be put on lately. No activities lately, no going out lately, so I decided to put up some pictures to dedicate to the one and only NOOB, RYAN KAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207587091736272978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SEUQ3nPZoFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/hLHwmqhanBE/s400/eugene+tailo!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Same style~~ Like tailo like sailo~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE MORE!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207586393246042370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SEUQO9KWiQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/A4WRcSyYzNc/s400/eugene+and+gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;mashpotato is the trick~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I BET YOU WANT MORE!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207585410468564914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SEUPVwB8T7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/VX-RVV8ZA1U/s400/eugene+and+ryan!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ryan favourite picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-2087043037228256618?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/2087043037228256618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=2087043037228256618&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/2087043037228256618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/2087043037228256618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/06/nothing-much.html' title='Nothing Much'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SEUQ3nPZoFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/hLHwmqhanBE/s72-c/eugene+tailo!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-6681285294376820269</id><published>2008-05-28T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T17:52:17.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny / Noob'/><title type='text'>Moved On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;About two weeks had passed since I came back from Langkawi. I bet some of you would know that there were some scenes going on after we came back. Don't know? Maybe you should start reading &lt;a href="http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/05/hell-i-am-back-with-anger.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://nocternalcreation.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-religion.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://kahwhai.blogspot.com/2008/05/gg-ed.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; to understand further. Okay, I'll give you 30 minutes to read all those before I continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Done?? Now, those blogposts showed our anger after being labelled silly names by you-know-who. See this &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=trixieling888"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; to understand even further. But be FAST...!!! You wouldn't know when the owner will  feel chikened out and lock her blog again. That wasn't the first time we've been labelled like this. So, the never ending comments and dramas lasted for 3 days only and we didn't bother much after that until.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.....she opened up her blog to public!!! Well, of course it's the chance of a lifetime to actually read what she wrote in her blog. We practically know everything about her posts except the PROVOKING DISCLAIMER!!! But fine, it's just a disclaimer to avoid the dramas after Langkawi trip. But, no matter what it is....it is still kind of provoking. We are not idiots. We know who she meant even though no names were mentioned. So, anger is meant to be expressed in blog if you have one. Then, &lt;a href="http://tunghinglearnstoblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-minutes-3-paragraphs-and-2-pictures.html"&gt;Choya&lt;/a&gt; posted a hort post with a question in it. To me, the post was just a random rant, nothing more. No names were mentioned, nothing serious at all. haha.... BUT....!!!! We saw an unwelcomed message in the chatroom from the girl's friend. Here goes :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Amanda : hey there choya i've nth against u or anything, and u'd probably want me to shut up or sth but i hope u won't mind a few words? just...i dunno, calm down? i really do understand how u feel, but i think we all kinda need to move on...i know i was a little harsh b4 and i'm sorry, i really am. no hard feelings k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manda: and uh i'm not trying to pick a fight, so if u feel that what i'm saying is so wrong, then uh, ignore me by all means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Funny isn't it?? If she had moved on, she wouldn't have gone into choya's blog to check on her. Then after doing that, she made a lame comment. Who's the one not moving on? You tell me! Anyway, this isn't about moving on or not...Blog is for people to express their feelings and the funny thing is that everything that is happening now actually started by HER. You know who I mean. Reminder : Her name isn't mentioned, so I'm not saying her! First, she posted few anger-posts in her blog but no one ever gone to her blog to say things like that in her chatroom. But some of us did post counter-anger-post and still her blog is left untouched by us. And now~~~~ her friend started going to other people's blog to ask them to quit this! Ukurlah badan rakan sendiri dulu~!!! If she wants to be the judge so badly, why not judge her mental-problem friend first! After seeing those message on Sempoi Box, we made a few jokes while chatting in it. We never thought she would read the LOONNNGGG history. And hell we're wrong!!! She read our previous CONVERSATION!! Cheap cyber-eavesdropper! And this is what she said the day after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;manda: ...hmm i c u ppl really like drama...srsly speaking? blog away, noone really minds, altho u seem to think that we do. it's not abt being vain, i guess ur jz bitter? but hey if u wanna be that way go on. well sry to disappoint u for so long u finally got a reply from me. and if ur wondering, no, i was never 'anon'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Along with her, came some GAU GAU fella as well....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tjc_23: Eh, Wat's wrong wif u now? Cannot let go of things? Still tl till now ah? U BEH SIEN AH? If u hate so much, tell it to me. Dun need to go till blog...msn or something. Seriously, your making unnecessary scenes which is something very STUPID! Get tht?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The girl's BOYFRIEND!!! So, who are the ones making unnecessary scenes??? Who are the STUPID ones?? You tell me!!!! Those words just backfired them. What Choya did was just blogging her expression which was also done by HER when she made silly remarks of us. What makes HER so great that she can blog the way she wants to and Choya can't blog the way she wants to. You might probably say something like "This is not your business" to me. Even if they didn't leave lousy comments in my blog but still what they are doing is to my friend. I just can't tolerate that! Everything is started by the opposition and now the blames go to us! I can prove that they started it right here. First SHE made silly names on some of us. Then, only we started the counter-posts and some name-calling comments. Second, SHE practice blogging her expression whether is bad or good. Then, so did we when we expressed our anger. But, it seems like SHE gets away with everything but we are in the wrong when we call HER names and express our anger through blog(s). Well, probably for both manda and tjc_23, their world revolves only around her. But NOT US!!! So this is a lesson to all of us where we should think properly before speaking. You wouldn't want to be like manda and tjc_23 right?? haha!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last but not the least, THIS IS JUST A RANDOM RANT!!! And this is not a diary. So feel free to distribute this to others who is in this type of position! AHAH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-6681285294376820269?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/6681285294376820269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=6681285294376820269&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6681285294376820269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6681285294376820269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/05/moved-on.html' title='Moved On'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-5661048118437125916</id><published>2008-05-27T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:05:37.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>The End Is Near</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;My friend, the end is near, and so I face the final curtain~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Okay okay. Let me clear things up a little, I'm not emo-ing here! haha!!! That's just the first verse in a song, My Way. But, come to think of it, May is nearing its end and you all know in your heart that we're going to face the toughest decision yet somewhere in the third week of June. Okay, fine....I know some of you might be saying things like "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;potong lo..go in apongbalik's blog nia see tiok such potong issue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" right now. So I just stop right here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Phew, I have to say, being unemployed seems harder than it looks. You know why? Because you have to endure the boredom at home! I know it's lame and I would blame boredom for this. Boredom makes me lame. haha!!!! These few nights were lonely and mono nights. It was difficult searching for activities at these hours. I was blog-hopping every night but you don't expect every blogger to blog every single day, right? So, eventually blog-hopping becomes blog-boring. And I still don't understand why my ads in my page were all gone. I can't click!!! I can't make money!! What a bummer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Besides being bored at home, pimples make my life worse. No stress, sleep for 14 hours a day but pimples still keep coming! Damn it. Haha.. I think I won't touch so much on pimples, if not people will start labelling my blog as "diva's " blog and ways of curing pimples are in here. Hehe... Well, what to do? Hormones are still not stable mah...(what a cheap lie to comfort myself). I hope I can get back to my better side before my grandpa's birthday on Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I've been really really lazy too. Once, I sleept for almost 14 hours a day. Then now, my usual wake up time is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I can hear some of you shout already! And exercise is what I'm lacking these days. I know what you're thinking, Kit...must be basketball again!! haha!!! Even in my last badminton session with my friends, I noticed that I was really lazy and not as enthusiastic as I was last year. LAZY! And I rarely even go to swim. Argh...~~ Can't believe how lazy I have become. On top of everything else, lazy doesn't get me any fatter!!!!!!!! HAHAHA!!! If I become fatter, at least it makes me feel better that I achieve something while laze around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204732708846344802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SDrs0qWkmmI/AAAAAAAAAYE/g7APWHzvYNE/s320/billy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Don't be surprised to get this answer from me in uni! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;It's just another short post. Well, I hope something great is going to happen so that a great post will follow by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;hehe~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-5661048118437125916?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/5661048118437125916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=5661048118437125916&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5661048118437125916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/5661048118437125916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/05/end-is-near.html' title='The End Is Near'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SDrs0qWkmmI/AAAAAAAAAYE/g7APWHzvYNE/s72-c/billy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-3149250656664247516</id><published>2008-05-23T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:45:50.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><title type='text'>Fun Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okay okay. I know I haven't been blogging much lately. But at least it took only a phrase of "&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dead blog&lt;/span&gt;" in my chat room to get me back on track. Not like some &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ROCK&lt;/span&gt; (I'm referring to Noc) who hasn't moved on from his previous post after being told by two people. Hehehehehe!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Deviated again. I'm posting up this post not because I want to say how dedicated I am in my blog, which is &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; true if you haven't noticed. The reason I'm posting is because almost everyone has something to learn while waiting for the university enrollment results to come out. Hmmmm... What do you think &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Apong &lt;/span&gt;should learn? I've already have some baking skills but baking isn't a constant everyday learning. I only got to learn to bake when my mom suddenly out of nowhere feels like baking. Hahaha!! I need some extra thing to kill my time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5 of my friends had already started learning guitar and 4 of them even bought the same model of guitar. Hahaha!!! Hmmm... So can you imagine &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Apong&lt;/span&gt; playing guitar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To be honest, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAN'T!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha!!! But if I were to start learning, I'll have a classic guitar instead of acoustic guitar. I don't know, the "&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;classic&lt;/span&gt;" word in front of classic guitar sounds so cool and obviously not to mention that you can fingerpick without any trouble if you're playing that. If I'm not mistaken, classic guitar is much cheaper. So, guitar is out of the topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203537342138456658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SDatpKWkmlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/zMu_KOBHhKs/s320/guitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nice, right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then the girls have chosen to enroll in dancing class. There are so many options in dancing. Of all the dance, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Choya&lt;/span&gt; planned to take on BELLY DANCING. I guess in her mind it's all about "&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Shake it, shake it&lt;/span&gt;". Hahaha... Belly dance is a challenge for sure and it's for girls only I think. Then &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yu Yu&lt;/span&gt; on the other hand chose street jazz, which I'm quite interested in but nah! My dancing career is over right after Inauguration Dinner, and don't even ask me a question like "lu an chua io eh?" haha!!! And my coordination is bad. You can try some exercise to see if you have good coordination or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is it : Draw a circle with your finger of your right/left hand. Then try drawing square with your finger of the other hand at the same time. You'll be surprised of what you get. hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OBqH_IPKxbk&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I can dance like this, I would have star in "Malaysia: Step Up".. HAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think I'm going to stay with my part-time baking lesson and that's it! But how good it is if I can lern something extra and add it into my skills collection. hehe....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-3149250656664247516?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/3149250656664247516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=3149250656664247516&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3149250656664247516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/3149250656664247516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-learning.html' title='Fun Learning'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SDatpKWkmlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/zMu_KOBHhKs/s72-c/guitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-737720706206516044</id><published>2008-05-14T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T23:35:58.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><title type='text'>Decision For The Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Argh...!!! Happy times are over!! Now time for some headache. I came back on 9th from Langkawi trip along with the feeling of happiness. Boy, that sure ends in a split second on the next day when I received the letter of offer from NUS. I bet you all should know what NUS stands for as I had mentioned it a couple of times in my blog. Along with it came a letter of offer for the ASEAN scholarship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So, hold your thoughts for now. I know you might be saying "&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hey, go ahead with it...you have a scholarship and a place in NUS...what else do you need to think??&lt;/span&gt;" PLENTY!! I just don't feel like rushing my decision although there is a good opportunity just right in front of me. The scholarship offers to pay for my tuition fees in NUS which is PAYABLE by me and only $4300 per annum. Don't understand? Let me explain it clearly to you. There are two parts of fees which cummulate to the total fee. First, is the fee payable by me which means I would have to fork it out from my bank account to pay it. But no worries since ASEAN got it covered. The second one is the MOE tuition grant which is already been covered by the Ministry Of Education in Singapore. Condition, I have to work under the Singapore-registered company for 3 years. This isn't a bad bond but I will have to find the Singapore-registered company myself. Okay, no problem in this matter at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Going to Singapore means going out of the country and I'll have to get my passport done or visa if I want to get a temporary job there. Passport no problem since now it takes only a day to settle it. But if I don't work there, then the living expenses will be all covered up by my parents...huge burden!! And not to forget the cost of transport to and fro Singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ARGHH!! I'm soooo lost~~ Sometimes I have the thought of going out there and experience the life in Singapore. While other times I would prefer to stay local where I can easily take care of myself anywhere. ARGHHH~~!!! Being at the state of 50-50 isn't the nicest feeling I've got. I feel sick even talking about it. Why Why?!?!? Why do I even bother applying for NUS??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Blogging helps. Now I practically know a little of what I want in life. Don't worry. Apong won't stay this moody forever. It will be all over before 30th since it's the deadline to accept the offer from NUS. By the way, I've already accepted ASEAN's offer and it costed me RM24.20 just to get the 3 letters sent back to them! But I prefer to waste this money than feeling regret after choosing to go to NUS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-737720706206516044?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/737720706206516044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=737720706206516044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/737720706206516044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/737720706206516044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/05/decision-for-future.html' title='Decision For The Future'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-6593495376877033942</id><published>2008-05-11T00:48:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T02:45:43.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>Last Gathering??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm back!!! After the hard-earned three days in Langkawi, Apong is back with more juicy stories!! After I came back, I'd to settle a lot of things ranging from reading newspaper (comic section only) and email to playing urban rivals. It's good to be home but Langkawi wasn't bad &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;AT ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! I bet you want to know more about the cerit-cerita dongeng in Langkawi and I can promise you that this will going to be a grandmother blog post. Yes, it's going to be uber long! So get a cup of coffee and a packet of popcorn ready by your side because you are up for a long ride!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;+ Day 1 +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So, we got up early that day to catch our boat at 8.15am. I manage to reach there at about 7.35am and saw only two people there, which is &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Boss&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;TL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yu Yu&lt;/span&gt; was just behind me. Then came &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Siew Lay&lt;/span&gt; followed by &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;KW&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Kit, Ed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Apek&lt;/span&gt;. After some time, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;TL&lt;/span&gt; was quite pissed when 5 of the other members came late. Then, the other 4 guys which were &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Hock&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Boon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;CS&lt;/span&gt; made their way to the station. But where was Miss &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tung&lt;/span&gt;?!?!?! She was uber late and we decided to start walking to the correct station and wait for her there. When we reached the right one, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"LAST CALL, LAST CALL"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was what I heard. And &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tung &lt;/span&gt;was nowhere to be found. Suddenly, we saw a brand new Vios heading to where we were and phew, lucky her!! If not, she would be crowned the Potong Stim Queen!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Journey on the boat was fantastic. I was all psyched up and walking here and there. Meanwhile, we could see &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Apek&lt;/span&gt; down, face was pale and well plastic bag was definitely in sight wherever he went. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Hock&lt;/span&gt; was there snapping sleeping faces. You can never know what &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Hock&lt;/span&gt; will do with the photos, probably looking at the them and get high! Haha!!! All in all, the upper deck was the most exciting and we enjoy the breeze a lot (plus some sea water). After 3 hours, Hello Langkawi!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199134536529197874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcJUJVJuzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/hLL3etIIfNo/s320/IMG_3737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Boss's hair looks kind of botak isn't it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So, we searched for the transport immediately, or rather the transport guy find us instead. So we rented two vans with RM70 each per day and RM120 for deposits. We asked for the snorkelling price but it was too high for us to enjoy, so we decided to bail on the snorkelling plan later on. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ULTIMATE BUMMER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! Haizzz.... I was looking forward to that, but never mind. Langkawi isn't for snorkelling anyway. So, I got up in the van, KV 7940 B with 7 more people which were &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Kit&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Ed&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tung&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Apek, Ryan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Liong&lt;/span&gt; as driver. We thought this might be the &lt;strong&gt;Fun-Vee&lt;/strong&gt; BUT hell we were wrong!!! During the period of searching for our hotel, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Apek&lt;/span&gt; made a scene and his muscles were all cramped. He couldn't open his fist and so he requested to go to the clinic. As we drove to the petrol station before going to the clinic, our van &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAN OUT OF FUEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the middle of no where and halfway up the steep road! DAMN!! So, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Ed&lt;/span&gt; and I went for a 1km walk to get the fuel. That was one hell of 1km! I had walked 1km everyday when I was in primary school, going to school but THIS 1km was DAMN tiring!!! It feels like 10 to me and the road to the petrol station was full with cowdungs, apparently Langkawi is famous for having cows everywhere too. We bought a RM5 fuel and went back again. This time we met a really kind man who offered us a lift back to our van. He had a kid behind, so I thought it would be safe to accept his offer. And plus, it was a March! So then, RM5 flowed into the engine and we got back on track. We got another RM10 in before continuing on. And &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Apek&lt;/span&gt; felt better with cookies in his tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199130426245495586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcFk5VJuyI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ovGJWKRN_SE/s320/DSC00538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Push Push~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then, when we finally found our hotel, it was already 2pm. Uber late! 2202 is our room. So we went to have our lunch at Tong Seng and an hour later, we head to the Underwater World. Guess what, blackout in the aquarium!!! We could see nothing!!! So we took awhile in the shop nearby for some alcohol! We wanted to head to the cable car but it was already too late; it closes at 5pm. So we ended up playing race car at Go-Kart! It was time for some road test! We got ourselves student price and it costed us RM29 for a 10 minutes ride. It was a long 10 minutes. It was fun especially the time I overtook Hock when his racecar skidded at the corner. I came in first but my total time was beaten by Hock's. After the second round ended, we headed back to our hotel and had some rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199135193659194178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcJ6ZVJu0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/ybgBlanQwCI/s320/IMG_3757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The potential Alonso!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199137212293823330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcLv5VJu2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/zRx1uWYzNi8/s320/DSC00216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Smells like some poops in there~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199136482149382994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcLFZVJu1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Qe3-wFXVTSs/s320/IMG_3772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You can see that I pointed something to Hock!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Swimming and volleyball were the "rest" that we got. We headed to Kuah for the dinner and some sight-seeing at the Helang Square. But most of the things were closed when we got there. So we ate at Kenny Rodger and I have to say the mashed potato doesn't meet my expectations. The dinner ended with us going back to the hotel. We chatted awhile and sleep soon after that. And &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lay &lt;/span&gt;revealed a scary thing that night. She said she saw a long straighten hair girl sitting between me and Ed in the van with a flower on her head. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ah Hua&lt;/span&gt; is her name~~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;CREEPY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But I was too tired to think about it too much because we had our island hopping activity the next day. Apek potong steam us when he refused to go, even though I had paid for the deposit. continue next day...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;+ Day 2 +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I woke up early in the morning at 6am to enjoy my warm bath in the bathtub. We were supposed to wake up at 5am to enjoy the sun rise but I guess it was better to save our energy for the island hopping. Things turned out better as Apek decided to join us for island hopping but we have to wait for "The Majesty" to finish his breakfast before departing. So, we waited for the person at Underwater World. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199138307510483826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcMvpVJu3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/KAScFwTbxDM/s320/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Camp Chiko~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It was raining that time and doubts began to fill our minds whether to continue the plan or not. Then, we followed the guy to Awana to board our speed boat for the event. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE LOVE THE SPEED OF THE BOAT!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Our first stop was in Tasik Dayang Bunting, the legendary lake that is said to have the magical effect on a virgin's fertility. The water was very calm and we did the paddling boat activity. It was GREAT but very tiring. It was a good decision when we plan to sleep our night through without enjoying the sun rise. Next stop, eagle feeding! WOW!! That was the first time I ever seen the great and proud eagle catching its prey (motionless chicken meat). It was a great sight indeed! The third stop was in Pantai Beras Basah which has a clearer sea and softer sand than those you find in Penang. We got dooped when they said food was provided in the package. &lt;strong&gt;WRONG&lt;/strong&gt;! But we did enjoy ourselves, throwing flat pebbles to the sea and playing "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sumo One Leg&lt;/span&gt;" (a name I created myself). It was a game where we stand on a leg and try to push our opponent down on both of his feet without using our hands. Our Abang was great when he make a few stunts on our way back and that scared the hell out of &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Apek.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199141425656740738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcPlJVJu4I/AAAAAAAAAVc/q6XMQRm8DcE/s320/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Woo..so much fun~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199141799318895506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcP65VJu5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/wlG3R0jECdM/s320/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's difficult to keep my eyes open with the winds coming in the opposite direction~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199145299717241794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcTGpVJu8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/z3rseqahRPs/s320/IMG_3817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Here how she looks like...present to you..Ms Dayang Bunting~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199142619657649058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcQqpVJu6I/AAAAAAAAAVs/l-j-2SfcqQg/s320/DSC00252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello...Dayang Bunting~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199143422816533426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcRZZVJu7I/AAAAAAAAAV0/u6jJMLsEac4/s320/IMG_3829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;paddle paddle paddle your boat, gently down the lake~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199146764301089746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcUb5VJu9I/AAAAAAAAAWE/ZqSGdGI9lIo/s320/DSC00264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What a wonderful picture~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199149397116042210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcW1JVJu-I/AAAAAAAAAWM/mpYyYCsWHHA/s320/DSC00281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I like my jumping pose..don't you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Anyway, after all those fun, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUN &lt;/span&gt;activities, it was time to head for our "clueless" lunch. We ended up in Papadam Ria but the service was soooo bad that the waiter was kind of chasing us out. So, we showed a little attitude and went off. Some conflicts occur and we separated to have our own lunch. We as in the member of room 2202 went to one Arab restaurant and had a feast there. Hell yeah we were full!!!! The owner of the restaurant was soooo polite and warm. So then, another memorable photo with a stranger. Soon, we headed to Underwater World without feeling awkward about what had happened before. Friends indeed!!! Friends argued and patch things up, that's what friends do. So, the Underwater World was amazing, filled with lots of creepy marine creatures which I had never seen before. We watched the Underwater 3D movie at 4.20pm and got out at about 4.30pm. Haha!! Yea, the story of Mikey was damn short, not even enough for me to take a nap. Next, we headed to the stores and time for some SHOPPING!!! Chocolates and chocolates!! I bought some chocolates and a carton of Winston (it's cigarette if you don't know). Not for me to use or anyone else, it's for some offering to a temple thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199154722875489266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcbrJVJu_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/uezmq8eOGpo/s320/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See the yellow jeera rice?? SOOO MUCH~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199156075790187522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcc55VJvAI/AAAAAAAAAWc/RKSjDBzHhlk/s320/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You all should come to this restaurant...print this picture and ask for the guy beside Lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199178697382935602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcxepVJvDI/AAAAAAAAAW0/5CmB__xfHuc/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sea lion!! I never thought I can get this close though there's a glass in between!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199179345922997314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcyEZVJvEI/AAAAAAAAAW8/0K7e0f6hYes/s320/DSC00329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Another creature not to be missed~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199180402484952146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCczB5VJvFI/AAAAAAAAAXE/K4WvXk3QNTk/s320/DSC00346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Turtle 10,000 BC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199181626550631522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCc0JJVJvGI/AAAAAAAAAXM/B_0j9kaoGB4/s320/IMG_3924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Turtle with moss all over its shell and head....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199182451184352370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCc05JVJvHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/k8hI6mq4WSU/s320/IMG_3914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MY FAVOURITE...weedy sea horse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199182949400558722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCc1WJVJvII/AAAAAAAAAXc/OCFq-raCsdg/s320/IMG_3916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Next Favourite!! Leafy sea horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199183606530555026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCc18ZVJvJI/AAAAAAAAAXk/D0s2P5xTxts/s320/IMG_3865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cute little duckling~~nice feather~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;At night, we headed to Kuah to have some gulai panas for dinner but the member of 2202 was pretty full from the Arab delicacies. So we packed some gulai back to mix it with the jeera rice we tapau earlier. I was pretty tired but &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;TL&lt;/span&gt; kept calling us to go to his room and play. I thought of entertaining him awhile and went back soon after. BUT...big but there....we had sooooo much fun together that I forgot about my earlier plan. I stayed there until I can't even stand straight, literally speaking! Some Vodka and Whisky is the trick! I even jumped into the closet to have my eyes rest for awhile. =P I went back to my room when most of the players can't even stand straight. Lay followed me and...&lt;strong&gt;BLAH BLAH BLAH&lt;/strong&gt;...happened. On the other room, &lt;strong&gt;WOOO UUUU...SOB SOB&lt;/strong&gt;....happened! What a night to remember! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+ Day 3 +&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;That morning I was supposed to wake up early at 6am to enjoy my bath again but apparently alcohol got me in wonderland until 7.16am. Hangover I supposed. We couldn't eat our breakfast because we lost our breakfast pass. So, we ended up asking &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; they all who wanted to go out and wat to buy us something. But, another shits happened! KV 7940 B make another rebel and ran out of fuel. So &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;TL&lt;/span&gt; drove another van to fetch them. Meanwhile, the ones in the hotel gather all our strength to pack all those belongings from the unlucky passengers. And I must say, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RYAN....PLEASE KEEP ALL OF YOUR UNDIEZ IN ONE PLACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! We managed to clean up on time for check out but the vans were no where to be seen. We needed to return the van at 12pm. They managed to return eventually and the journey back continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;On the way to Kuah, our van died on us again!! This time, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Ed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Apek&lt;/span&gt; went to get some fuel while the remaining ones pushed the van. It wasn't as difficult as the first time. Probably because of a wetter road that day or maybe....we became more muscular in the past two days!! haha!!! We then arrived at the returning spot a little late and that bloody asshole reduced our deposits by RM20!!! ARGGHHH~~ there's nothing we could do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We board our boat back at 2pm and I slept through the whole journey back. When I woke up, I could already see Komtar. It feels good to be back! But that was a trip I could never forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199188094771379378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCc6BpVJvLI/AAAAAAAAAX0/cwUKN0VpfFE/s320/DSC00389.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Back in Penang safely~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- FIN -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-6593495376877033942?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/6593495376877033942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=6593495376877033942&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6593495376877033942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6593495376877033942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-gathering.html' title='Last Gathering??'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SCcJUJVJuzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/hLL3etIIfNo/s72-c/IMG_3737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-1379413068251818835</id><published>2008-05-02T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T01:11:12.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Turned-around Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I hate sad goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Last two days was my most anticipated day for the past 4 months. Why? Because that was my last day of work in Classic Decoration Sdn Bhd. Some might think I will be over the moon by now because I'm finally free from the workload. But then, the opposite happened. The sour feeling took place and emoness starts to build up. I just hate goodbyes. I know they are unavoided but it seems like I can't really let go of something easily. Call me greedy or a brat but this is just the way I behave. I guess I'll get hurt easily in the inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;So the day started like usual, I was almost late for work. But this time, it was more than that. I was almost late to treat them the breakfast I promised the day before. So, in the end I made it in time. The office people had their fried bee hoon and the warehouse and drivers had their nasi lemak. After eating, this guy, a 50+ Indian came to me and shook my hands, apologising if anything bad had happened. WAH..touching!!! I mean I'm the one who's supposed to say that since I'm the beginner here in that place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;After that, I worked as usual and out of the sudden, my head asked me if I like ais kacang. I said ok without knowing any reason why she asked. Then I added that chendol is nicer especially the one in Penang Road. Then, she said she will treat me to a nice chendol after lunch. WOW!!! She has already treated me in 747 and now this!! So all of us had the chendol together, even the lady boss. Oh ya, before we had chendol, I was summoned to her office to pick up some documents. Then she asked me if I can stay for another one or two weeks so that the new staff will take over things slowly and not too drastically which I experienced before. I was in dillema at that very moment. I wasn't sure what to answer, so I told her that I would give the answer by the end of the day. But after an hour of consideration and advice from my head, I decided to quit and concentrate on my studies (yeah right??). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The feelings of can't letting go reached the max at about 5.15pm. Customers swarmed in the store so suddenly. I was helping to attend to some of them though I know nothing. Then, that Indian guy came back from his installation works and kept saying his heart felt sore as I was going to leave. I know it might be just a courtesy sentense said to a leaving person but it was still great hearing that. Then as he was preparing to go home, he hugged me!!! But he commented that it was like hugging himself as I am just too thin and small compard to him. He is at least 188cm tall!! So then, when the customers leave one by one, I said goodbyes to my head and I left at about 6pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;What an unexpected event? I thought nobody will care as I worked for only 4 months. But that was a real warm farewell for me. I miss them! but have no regrets quitting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Goodbyes" - Is it so necessary?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ps : Hock and Jane asked me about what happened as I post quite a negative message in MSN. My bad. It was nothing. Haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-1379413068251818835?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/1379413068251818835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=1379413068251818835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1379413068251818835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1379413068251818835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/05/turned-around-feelings.html' title='Turned-around Feelings'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-1513641640941967848</id><published>2008-04-27T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T01:58:30.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny / Noob'/><title type='text'>Tag Me, Tag You, Tag Everyone II</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your dream during childhood?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hard to say. I had too many dreams in the past and I've forgotten most of them. But, I think the very first ambition I had was to become a teacher. If you are talking about dream as in what I expect in life, I'd say I just want a happy and easy-going life, since I'm a simple-minded kid in the past. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you happy at this point of life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I've been happier. I would say I'm just contented for now. Hehe.. But, I will be happy everyday if someone buy me a Mercedes SLK 2000...Is it 2000?? Hahaha..I forgot. I saw the car once today and fallen in love at the first sight, to the extend that I forget to see the model. Haha..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which colour you like the most? &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hehe...White because black clothes make me thinner and I don't need to look thin anymore!! I will be not much difference than a lab skeleton if I wear black t-shirts. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was your first celebrity crush?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Duh..I think everyone knows the answer. It's Jolin Tsai, obviously. But just to make things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt; clear, she has been "deleted". hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where is the place you wanted to go most? Why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I hate this question. It should be editted to "Where ARE the placeS you want to go most?". But since it's like that, so be it. I'd say Paris. I've longed dream of seeing the Eiffel Tower upclose. And plus I just LOVE the traditional modern side of Paris. Other than that, Japan is also one of the most anticipated place. And China and ....the list goes on~~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which part of you that you love most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Haha..Every part! I'm "greedy". I want to feel, see, listen to everything that's nice in this world. Who can blame me for having this thought?? hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you scared to lose the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Things" that I've answered in the previous question. Without them, it's hard to know I'm not alone. And obviously, those who have their names craved in my heart. hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you meet someone you love, would you confess to him/her? Or just keep it secret in heart, observing by yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If it's for the better, then option 1 is the answer. But if things are better to stay as how they are now, so option 2 is the answer. Sometimes, it is just better to stay as friends. keke....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List out 3 good points of the one who tagged you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- Noober than I am...(it's good to know that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- A crazy lunatic who asks "bur dae ada discaunt??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- A pebble...not a rock yet...haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are the requirements that you wish for your the other half?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Well, sporting and outgoing are the most important criterias. Cheerful is a must too. Thoughtful, not a control-freak...and the most important thing is that we click with each other and TRUST bonds us together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which type of people you hate the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Rich, arrogant bastard/bitch!! I've met a lot in my company!! Such an annoying experience serving customer with such an annoying face. It's well written on their faces "I'm rich!! So, just OBEY me!!!"....ARGHHHHH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your ambition?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Well...A few in mind. But harsh reality doesn't always allow me to follow my ambition. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Kacang lupakan kulit. In short, spoiled arrogant brat!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you have one dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;For now, I've just want to relive the less-stress past and be as happy as I can be. =P. Probably I'm just afraid of growing up. Hahah..!! don't mind me~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think is most important in your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;To know that I'm not alone and self-esteem and self attitude and my other half and quarters (sons &amp;amp; daughters...in the future)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your favourite cartoon character?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bugs Bunny~~ He's so cool..reminds me of myself!! haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will you do if the world ends tomorrow?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I wanna try bunjee jump, sky diving and scuba diving. Snorkeling to be done in Langkawi in May. haha...!! But most of all...I want to call everyone I dear and tell them how much I care for them and to hope to meet them again in the other world..=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you think people who wear fake lashes are hot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;It depends on the fake lashes itself and the beholder. If it's a looonnnnnnnggg lashes with multi colours, then Yuck~~!! If it is wore by the "agent" of Chulia then ULTIMATE YUCKS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you like smelling your own fart?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Do you like touching your own shits??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you suck someone's finger?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;This will only happens if my other half and quarters injured their fingers. That's it..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The tag continues on to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Reuben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-1513641640941967848?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/1513641640941967848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=1513641640941967848&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1513641640941967848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1513641640941967848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/04/tag-me-tag-you-tag-everyone-ii.html' title='Tag Me, Tag You, Tag Everyone II'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-2623702274378733881</id><published>2008-04-20T01:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T02:26:10.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>I'm Bored Or Boring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I know I haven't been blogging as often as I did. But I'm back now. Actually I have nothing to blog also. Life has HUGE "mono" words printed on every part of it. From morning to night, everything seems like a repetition of the day before. I'm getting really sick of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Compared to those days back in school, these 3 months was nothing! I just can't wait to have my Langkawi vacation although I'm still more into Perhentian or Redang. But, with friends everything goes!! What's the point of earning money but have little fun in the process?? I begin to regret a little for not considering the job as a temporary teacher. It's definitely way more interesting than being a retail sales clerk. But, what the heck. It's over and now I'm in the road of quitting my job. I just can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But, what will happen to me after quitting? Will my life continue to dread to the mono side? Or it will recover back to the older days? Sometimes looking back at the pictures took in F6 makes me emo. I bet this was how you felt, Justin. Haha~~ I begin to wonder, will everything goes back to how it was? I do hope everything will be just fine for each and everyone of us. How foolish I was, thinking that nothing will change in the future. Of course, it will. For the next two months, I'll try to live by the motto of "Re-live The Past". We'll have a lot of fun together before we part again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I wonder why I feel emo so suddenly. I guess coz of the pictures I looked just now. I'll let you know which of the top 5 which got me into this mess :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191024006805070050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SAo41LokIOI/AAAAAAAAAUk/TUuN_VfUEkg/s320/kee+siong+cup.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191021666047893666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SAo2s7okIKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/VLwN-7-B0JA/s320/christmas+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191022293113118898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SAo3RbokILI/AAAAAAAAAUM/D6UBM0rgeaE/s320/class+farewell+15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191022533631287490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SAo3fbokIMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/zdduUD4ywe4/s320/bitch+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191022829984030930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SAo3wrokINI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qR6NbBuUNJ4/s320/farewell+10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;OOPPSSS...WRONG NO 1!! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;THE ACTUAL ONE IS :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191021210781360274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SAo2SbokIJI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Jb1txaLciG8/s320/farewell+47.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ps: the tagging by rock continues after this post~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-2623702274378733881?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/2623702274378733881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=2623702274378733881&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/2623702274378733881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/2623702274378733881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-bored-or-boring.html' title='I&apos;m Bored Or Boring?'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/SAo41LokIOI/AAAAAAAAAUk/TUuN_VfUEkg/s72-c/kee+siong+cup.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-8187815497543274220</id><published>2008-04-13T02:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T03:40:29.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites'/><title type='text'>An Hour of Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Have you ever wondered doing something in a short amount of time?? Probably you are waiting for someone to finish bathing or maybe you are waiting for the next urban-rivals tournament to begin...so what do you plan to do in the one hour time slot??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have a suggestion!! Try making yourselves a dessert, a very very delicious dessert. It's so DARN EASY!!! but if you are someone who can't make a decent maggi cup, then forget about this plan. As an example, you put too much water in the maggi mee, causing it to be tasteless and the mee is all "nua nua". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So, what I'm going to share with you all today is another recipe I learned which is so damn fast and easy. It's a dessert called "Tau Fu Fa". No picture to be posted up because we have finished eating them before I could snap a picture. One-hour work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So, here goes :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;First, fill the pot with 12 1/2 cups of water. The cup is in the size of the cups you use to fill the dessert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then, add the agar-agar powder into the water while boiling it. Then, stir until the powder dissolves, and add the pandan leaves(tied) into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Start stirring non-stop. Add another two cups of sugar (same size) into the mixture and stir like you have never stirred before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Stir until the sugar melts. Then, simply pour in the condensed milk (Carnation brand to be exact) and start stirring again until it boils. Really boils!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;When it boils, close the gas and transfer the pot into a big pail filled with water to cool it down. Remember, STIR NON-STOP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Change the water in the pail so that the mixture is cooled down. Cool it down for about 10 minutes. Then, you can start pouring the mixture into the cups and leave it in the fridge when you're done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;When it's frozen, then add a few longans and syrup for the final touch. AND WUALA!!! You have your own tau fu fa to enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Remember!! Stirring constantly is the vital part to ensure success in this recipe. If not, the texture will be rough instead of smooth and delicate!! HAHA!!! Try it~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-8187815497543274220?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/8187815497543274220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=8187815497543274220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/8187815497543274220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/8187815497543274220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/04/hour-of-recipe.html' title='An Hour of Recipe'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-1780372903674313749</id><published>2008-04-01T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T19:11:29.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny / Noob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>April Fool's Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm back!!!!! I know I've been classifying people's blog as dead blog and you might say that mine is dead too. Well guess what...it's intentional. Haha. This is part of my scheme to make you all miss me. It works, doesn't it?? haha!!! Don't worry, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Apongbalik&lt;/span&gt; is here for you now. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;First day of the month and something great has already happened. Today is the day that I finally did what I want. Sky diving?? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No~~&lt;/span&gt; Scuba diving?? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No~~&lt;/span&gt; Bunjee jumping?? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No~&lt;/span&gt;~ or probably snorkeling?? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NO~~&lt;/span&gt;!!! Well, it's the day that I release my notification to stop working. Hell yeah!! I gave my ladyboss the biggest prank of all in her entire April's Fool Days. This is what happened:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#9999ff;"&gt;*knock**knock*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Come in, the pro one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Hey doofus. I have a good news for you. I'm going to work under you for my entire life for only RM850 per month"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"WOW. THIS IS GREAT!!! I NEED SOMEONE PRO TO PAWN ME EVERYDAY!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Two words for you, doofus. APRIL FOOL!!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yep, I just pawned her along with a letter to add to her misery. But, being as kind as myself, I gave her one month to find a new staff and so I'll be officially free at the end of this month! After that, it's time for some &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;VACATION&lt;/span&gt;!! OH yeah~~!! Pulau-pulau, here I come!!! Hehe~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Finish my post. I know it's short but it is time for some addiction now. I've been playing this &lt;a href="http://www.urban-rivals.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for a few days and I have sweet dreams almost every night coz I PAWNED NOC AND Hock!!!!! Click &lt;a href="http://media.innity-asia.com/innity/apongbalik"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the proof of my mightyness!! HAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-log out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*damn this post has lots of syiok sendiri sentense*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-1780372903674313749?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/1780372903674313749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=1780372903674313749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1780372903674313749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1780372903674313749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fools-post.html' title='April Fool&apos;s Post'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-1618862940684499577</id><published>2008-03-17T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:35:36.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>When The Going Gets Tough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It has been one week since we got our results. Time to kick off some effort and find the perfect "way-out" for ourselves. I've settled most of the things and what left are some final touches. Finish filling up the forms for university application and all I need to do next are confirm my application and click "send". Submitted the NUS application form and left only the posting of my documents to them. Scholarship wise, I'm still in the waiting line for the Asean's interview's result. As for the local scholarship, thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mr. Chow&lt;/span&gt; for introducing this &lt;a href="http://impact-my.jobstreet.com/jobs/jobdesc.asp?type=0&amp;amp;eid=14961869&amp;amp;jid=599281&amp;amp;did=336&amp;amp;its=0&amp;amp;src=8&amp;amp;itn"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sime-Darby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; scholarship. I still have no idea what it is but plan to check it out after settling everything that makes my hands full for the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today at work was terrible. I was striked with mistakes again and again and again and again. I wasn't myself, it is as if I don't have the spirit to perform my tasks which is quite true I think. During lunch, I went out and settle my bank draft for NUS application. I went to Hong Leong bank at first and when I pressed for the number...I get a shock!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The number was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1865&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and below the number it was written in a very small font...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;now serving 1804&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WTF?!?!?!?!? Obviously I gave up the option of waiting. Then I went on to the nearest bank which is Eon Bank and get my draft prepared. Nobody was there. So, it was my turn in no time. I was happily waiting for it to be done until the girl said naively....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Sir, we're going to charge you RM12 for the service charge."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178678114237945586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R95cTp0-FvI/AAAAAAAAATs/CtWKKyf1cCE/s400/japan18d1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAN YA TEI!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Haiz..what to do?? I have to fork out RM58.62 to get my SGD 20 bank draft. I can't believe applying for university would be so expensive. This makes me even more determined to study in NUS. Haha~~ I hope I'm not being screwed and lose my money just like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178678290331604738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R95cd50-FwI/AAAAAAAAAT0/_GJa987G3ss/s320/Screwed%2521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh by the way, I heard they are going to have re-election for Penang state. Ha-Ha to those useless not-very-sporting loser. I would say, BRING IT ON!!! Just don't come crying to us at the end of the day when you lose the ONLY 2 seats you have in Penang because I'm damn sure we're not going to make the same mistake twice of letting that 2 seats to you!!! haha!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-1618862940684499577?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/1618862940684499577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=1618862940684499577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1618862940684499577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/1618862940684499577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='When The Going Gets Tough...'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R95cTp0-FvI/AAAAAAAAATs/CtWKKyf1cCE/s72-c/japan18d1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-6593370603180062639</id><published>2008-03-12T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:51:34.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucky Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>The Summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;11th of March has just passed us by. The day that we officially end our story in high school. Don't worry, we didn't sing and dance like those in High School Musical. Haha... Well, I'm going to miss those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I didn't sleep well the night before due to all the mixed emotions; anxious, scared, nervous etc etc..So I woke up looking like a thin panda and gosh, I would say it wasn't fun working halfday while waiting for the results to be released. You have no idea how slow the clock ticked yesterday in my office. If I was not working, I would probably wake up at 11 and by the time I finish preparing myself, the time would be perfect to take my results WITHOUT WAITING! But I made the wrong decisions of working halfday. I was actually planning to leave at 1pm to do a favour for my sales exec because she promised to punch the card for me until 5.30pm as if I didn't leave the working place at all. HALFDAY GAJI BUTA!!! haha!! But, I changed my mind due to how slow the clock ticked. Damn~~ when I was about to leave, horny customers came in and orders kept coming in which delayed my leaving time. At the same time, Shitty Reuben was calling me non-stop asking me to go to school earlier because he said my face is qualified to be in the magazine. Spoiler!!!!!!!!! Really spoil my suspence! That news made me even rush at work. I wasn't thinking clearly and just wanted to settle my things quickly and poof~~ At the end, I was late and reached there around 1.15pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;So, the suspence was in the air. I drove like crazy. I parked like nobody's business. And I ran like my head was going to fall. Haha...Then, I saw some of my friends standing beside the dustbin at the proch along with Mr Liang, the photographer. Don't misundestand, he's a teacher as well. I went in to the hall alongside with Kaypo Teik Loon to get my slip. Then, the uncle keep asking me for RM10 and I thought he joked with me asking for fees in order to give me the results. So I declined. But, I found out that it was for the food fair thingy at Mount Miriam. HAHAHAHA!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;PrEk~~~ PrEk~~ PrEk~~~ The sound of the slip when I tore the sides. Pu bop pu bop....the sound of my heart beating can be heard a mile away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;+ +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;+ + +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;+ + + +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;+ + + + + &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Ta-da!! Not shocked actually. I was expecting that I didn't do well in my maths already. Yes, Maths is at the lower grades compared to the rest. But, it's good - I'm contented. But, not even a single soul in science stream got all solid A's and only one girl in Form 6 got all solid A's. This badge's results aren't good at all. No wonder not even one teacher that taught us came to see us...or rather support us. Haha...On the other hand, it's good because we need not face the pressure of questions like &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"what are you going to do next?"&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"where do you plan to go?"&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"how come you get this kind of results? I expect better from my hardwork"&lt;/span&gt;. After a few hours of loitering around the school, we went and have lunch together. Yesterday was a really satisfying outing. We combined 3 activities in one day. Our after-school lunch, our Sunday afternoon swimming and our Saturday night supper at Jamal!! haha!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Then after going back home, I still have some clothes to wash and I have to DIY because I'm left here all by myself while my parents and siblings are in Kuantan and going Genting tomorrow.. Sob Sob...~~lonely..i'm mr lonely....i have no money~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272039226233679988-6593370603180062639?l=zzz-xiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/feeds/6593370603180062639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272039226233679988&amp;postID=6593370603180062639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6593370603180062639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272039226233679988/posts/default/6593370603180062639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/2008/03/summary.html' title='The Summary'/><author><name>zZz-xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02739450795816374501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R1E1QmXdyFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/O7ujod_UM1c/S220/pooh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272039226233679988.post-7112359715095261331</id><published>2008-03-09T19:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:47:11.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><title type='text'>Preparations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The moment that we are waiting for is finally around the corner. To be exact, it is just two days ahead of us. My god~~ I'm having butterflies in my stomach, my legs feel unrest and my mind is just thinking about applications, applications and APPLICATIONS. I'm just not the right person for applications. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175737436029720290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_py09XhKX6x8/R9Ppxp0-FuI/AAAAAAAAATk/1feaFCSK5xs/s320/butterfly+stomach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cute little butterflies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We are only given 10 working days to settle our university applications after the results are released and 
