tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280461463754905982024-03-19T11:07:53.436+08:00this is a fwee country!kisah pahit manis empat orang jantan random, blogging tentang aktiviti/fikiran random mereka. =DD.S.Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13357340093291336803noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-9684859515742600932010-05-12T22:49:00.018+08:002010-05-13T00:15:03.843+08:00Reflections on Form 6It's been a while since I last updated my blog so this post is going to be a bit long. Since today is the second anniversary of the start of my time as a Form 6 student, I decided to do some reflection on my experiences as a Form 6 student. <div><br /></div><div>Time really does fly. It's hard to believe that's it's been 2 years since I entered Lower 6 on May 12, 2008.</div><div><br /></div><div>I still remember how excited I was on that bright May morning that I was about to enroll in Form 6. I remember getting up early and heading to SMK SAS together with my dad to register in Lower 6 there. The registration went smoothly though I was disappointedto discover that SMK SAS would only be starting their Lower 6 orientation a week later. Since there was nothing else to do, my dad sent me home after registration. When I got home, I had nothing else to do so I just sat around looking bored. My mum then came to the rescue. She said she heard that SMK BU3 was opening a Form 6 class. Since my brothers were studying in Bu3, asked if I wanted to go there to check things out. I said yes and so we headed out to BU3.</div><div><br /></div><div>When we got there, we discovered that it was SMK BU and not SMK BU3 that was opening a Form 6 class. So we headed over to SMK BU and the rest as they say is history. Anyway when we got to SMK BU, the Lower 6 orientation had already started. I was impressed that an ew school like BU was eager to get started while an old school like SAS wanted to bide its time. SMK BU 1-0 SMK SAS :P When I got to the school, I met Pn Hasni, Pn Chia and Mr Lau and talked to each of them a while. I remember trying to persuade Pn Chia to let students take 5 subjects for STPM telling her that if SMK BU allowed students to do so, I would transfer over from SMK SAS. I joined the orientation program a while. It was the day I first met JG, Kang, Gaya and Komathi. I already knew Sean as I used to play football with him back when he lived in TTDI. I saw PK in school as well but she left early. I also left early that day. I remember Cik Ng tried to stop me but I left for home anyway :P I remmeber JG telling me he wondered how the the teachers were going to differentiate us in class later as we shared the same first name. By the time I went home that day, I was 70% sure that I wanted to transfer to SMK BU. </div><div><br /></div><div>I attended the rest of the Lower 6 orientation that week. I remember we had to help organize rhe teacher's day celebrations on Friday, May 16 2008. I remember Pn Chia appointing me to lead the organization effort. I guess even then she already felt I was the right person to become leader of the Form 6 students. I hope I lived up to her expectations.</div><div><br /></div><div>After 1 week in SMK BU, I still wasn't 100% sure I wanted to transfer there and I wanted to give SAS a chance. So I attended the SAS orientation from 20-22 May 2008. By the end of the SAS orientation, I was 90% sure I wanted to transfer to SMK BU. Adter SAS orientation was the mid-year school holidays so I had time to make a final decision about my pre-u studies in peace. During the holidays, I attended the KBU open day as a part of me was still thinking of doing A-levels. By the end of my visit to KBU I had made a final decision, I was doing Form 6 at SMK BU. It is a decision which I have never regretted.</div><div><br /></div><div>Looking back now, I can say that Form 6 did not turn out the way I had expected it to. I thought I would be a studious nerd as I was initially aiming for a CGPA 4.0 in my STPM. Now that Form 6 is over, I'm thankful I didn't become a studious nerd as I now know that I would never trade all my experiences during Form 6 and all the lessons I learned for a 4.0 CGPA.</div><div><br /></div><div>Form 6 was like a second chance for me, a chance for me to achieve things I had always wanted to achieve, a chance for me to atone for past mistakes and a chance for personal redemption for past failures. It was also a chance for me to consolidate the new beginning in my life which had started during my exchange year in Germany in 2007.</div><div><br /></div><div>And what a second chance and a new beginning Form 6 turned out to be! I achieved my dreams of becoming a head prefect, of becoming a top student in a graduating class of winning a real gold medal, of delivering a valedictory(farewell speech) at my own graduation. There were also other special moments, like finishing in the top 30 for the school merentas desa, leading a perbarisan group during school sports day for the first time in my life, coaching softball players who were selected for MSSS and many other moments.</div><div><br /></div><div>But more important that all my achievements in Form 6 was the fact that I found great friends! They were unlike any friends I had before and I probably won't find friends like them ever again since Uni life and working life is rather different from school life. They were friends who supported me during good times, friends who let me hang out with them and who actually remembered my birthday! More importantly, they were friends who stood by me through all the challenges and down times I faced during Form 6 and for that I will always be grateful. Thanks guys! I hope that I was there for them too when they needed me.</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope and pray that I will never forget the times in Form 6 which I shared with my friends. I will always cherish the memories of all our outings, trips, open houses and birthday celebrations. I still remember the first class birthday celebration in Form 6 was for Hui Leng and I remember Pn Wong spoiled the surprise :P ( Roy's b'day celebration since it only involved the ex-bud4 students and it wasn't a class celebration. I remember he got condoms for his b'day though :P ) I remember the first Form 6 trip was to parliament and I remember Cikgu Zul fell asleep during the parliamentary sitting :P I remember camwhoring in the Palace of Justice in Putrajaya. The Penang trip was of course a high point and it was unforgettable! I only regret thay I could not spend more time in Penang with my friends :( Now whenever I visit to the island of my birth, I will look back nostalgically to the magical time I had there with them. The Genting trip was also good as we faced our fears together. There are of course many other occasions which I remember but they are too many for me to blog about for now.</div><div><br /></div><div>To all my dear Form 6 friends, you all have been great! You guys are really sweated bananas(credit to Ches for coining the term ;) ) but I'm a sweated banana too and proud of it! Though there have been times when we've fought and had our differences with one another, I'm glad that we've managed to overcome those obstacles and remained friends. As Shakespeare said, " Alls well that ends well" :) Though we have begun going our separate ways, I hope that we will never forget one another and that we'll still do our best to keep in touch and that we'll remain friends for years to come ;) I wish everyone all the best for the future! I'll miss all of you though I'm already looking forward to our future class reunions ;) </div><div><br /></div><div>I could go on blogging about my time in Form 6 but I might never stop so I'll end this post with a quote from Nobel Prize winning humanitarian Albert Schweitzer<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i>"Das einzig Wichtige im Leben sind die Spuren von Liebe, die wir hinterlassen, wenn wir weggehen" </i>This<i> </i>is the English translation according to Google <i>"The only important thing in life are the traces of love we leave behind when we go away" </i>To all my dear Form 6 friends, all of you have left traces of your love in my heart and in my life and I hope that I have done the same for all of you too ;)</span></span></span></div>Senhor Diferentehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13365687220593774013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-70305963595440032502010-02-23T23:11:00.003+08:002010-02-23T23:42:04.518+08:00Thoughts.<span style="font-family:times new roman;">Been sometime seriously since this blog has been updated. And among all the four authors of this blog, only the Js in the blog seem to be still rather active here. Looks like it's still fine this way. Better than nothing, I would say.<br /><br />Look, I'm not one to be absolutely politically active in my life, and if you know me as an individual, you will know why but yet, I am not blind to see how unrest is happening here in my own country and is just bound to erupt sooner not later.<br /><br />Yes, the other author of this blog has been rather open with his views about the recent events happening here in Malay-sia and I am here to say that, there is much truth in what he has said. It's not that I'm gonna say more of what he has said but just that, even for someone like me who isn't that updated with the political situation here, I am also aware of what is going on.<br /><br />So much is always been said on the dinner tables, even during the Chinese New Year celebrations and I find this rather disturbing. Such celebrations last time was really awesome, with everyone just in the mood to laugh and enjoy. Now all I hear at the dinner table, is how this politician is wrongly accused or how this politician is so backstabbing...<br /><br />What is wrong with this world we live in? Or have we been just living a so-called fantasy of everything being peaceful, a fantasy probably created by our previous prime ministers?<br />What is going on? I am not living in peace here!<br /><br />All these hidden agendas been kept from the public's eyes are now haunting back. Perhaps the release of such ghosts will finally clear everything or will it shatter the entire country to its core? Maybe only time will tell for that.<br /><br />For now, let it be that this world we living in has a deep scar that must not be ignored. We being the future generation to take over the country later must understand unity in its deepest meaning. Be truthful to yourselves and treat others like how you would to your friends. Racism is not the way and let it stop by starting from you.<br />It does not matter the colour we have in our skin, in the end we must all know that we are born in the same land and same soil. No matter what the other might believe in, as long as we know that life is much richer when everyone is holding a peace sign to another without the index finger down.(Thanks Jeremy for the inspiration here.)<br /><br />Maybe there is a song that can create thoughts here, a song which can be said rather old but yet, the lyrics are so meaningful...It is a treasure in the history of music. For those that might be familiar with it, the song is entitled "Imagine", a song by the famous Beatle, John Lennon. Yes, imagine the world with certain things it can do without. Imagine the difference it could probably make, for better or for worse, that is yet to be known.<br /><br />And I end this article short because in truth, I am not prepared for this article with any huge message to pass on. I am only here with a short thought I had when I read my friend's articles earlier.<br />Hopefully, my words mean something to you loyal readers here and maybe bring food for thought.<br />And how would we know, ideas will generate which can help to make this world a better place for tomorrow!<br />Thank you for listening to my thought.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Julianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09140597232840817005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-35152290120282824482010-02-16T11:43:00.034+08:002010-02-16T14:07:32.899+08:00Nostalgic ReflectionsThree year's ago on this day, I boarded a Malaysia airlines flight to Singapore. I spent five hours in transit in Changi airport then boarded a Qantas flight to Germany. Thus began my AFS exchange year, which would turn out to be the most profound experience of my life.<div><br /></div><div>I still remember the day of my departure was also the eve of Chinese New Year. That meant that that year, I was absent at my family reunion dinner. There was also no ang pao for me back in 2007. Nevertheless, I was still very excited that I would be living abroad for the first time. Despite my excitement, I was also a little nervous as I would be leaving behind my friends and family and everyone I had ever known and flying off into the unknown. </div><div><br /></div><div>I remember having all sorts of pre-concieved notions about Germany and about my host family. I remember having various expectations about what my exchange year would be like. This was despite AFS Malaysia telling me during my pre-departure orientation that I should expect the unexpected. In the end, my exchange year turned out to be more or less completely unlike what I had expected it to be like, but looking back now, I realize that that was probably for the best.</div><div><br /></div><div><div>Time flies and it's hard to believe that it's been three years since that day. Looking back now, I wonder if I had known the impact AFS would have on my life, would I still have dared to board that flight? Looking back now, I realize just how naive I was back then before my departure, and I also realize just how much I grew up during my time in Germany.</div><div><br /></div><div>My AFS year made me a more confident and independent person. It has also helped me learn how to be more open minded. I am now better able to view things from different perspectives. My appreciation for cultural diversity has also increased thanks to my AFS year. I also gained a new family and many new friends. </div><div><br /></div><div>While I was still on exchange , I did not realize just how much I had changed. It was only after my return that I became more aware of the impact of my AFS exchange year on me. Not long after my return, discovered that I could not click so well with my old friends anymore and gradually began drifting apart from them. Once upon a time I would have been saddened by this but I am not anymore. I also look back on my past friendships differently as compared to before. Since my return to Malaysia, I have gained new friends here and I realize that there are differences in the way I interact with them as compared to how I interacted with the friends I had before I left for Germany.</div><div><br /></div><div>I could write on and on about my exchange year but words will probably never suffice to capture and describe the magic and depth of my experience as an AFS exchange student. Not a day goes by when I do not wish that I could have just one more day as an exchange student but I know that will never happen. Thus all the more do I treasure the memories of my exchange year. </div><div><br /></div><div>Three years on, I'm still very grateful and thankful to everyone(especially my parents) who made it possible for me to board that flight from KLIA that would mark the beginning of my AFS exchange year. Even though it's been more than two years since my exchange year ended, I'm still very grateful and thankful that it was all a real experience and not just a dream. And now whenever I lie in bed before I fall asleep, I can hope for no better dreams than to dream of my exchange year and the people I shared it with. For though in real life I can never turn back the clock to the year 2007, at least in dreams I can still do so and relive the best experiences of my life, the memories of which I will cherish till the end of my days.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Senhor Diferentehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13365687220593774013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-68480628356709657372010-01-30T17:39:00.021+08:002010-01-30T20:33:15.820+08:00Reformasi 2?In light of the upcoming sodomy trial of Anwar Ibrahim, I just thought I would pen some thoughts on the issue. <div><br /></div><div>I was just a primary school boy when the whole Sodomy 1 sandiwara was played out for the world to see. As a boy, I did not fully understand everything about the case nor did I fully understand why there was such a big fuss over Anwar's sacking, trial and subsequent imprisonment. What I did know was that on the day that Anwar led a massive rally in Kuala Lumpur, I was supposed to go on an outing with my mom but my mom cancelled the outing at the last minute because she was worried about safety. I remember being disappointed that the outing was cancelled and asking why. I remember discovering that the Anwar who was sacked was the same Anwar who gave me duit raya when I attended his Hari Raya open house in Cherok Tokun in 1997.</div><div><br /></div><div>My disappointment about the cancelled outing led me to develop an interest in the case. In order to satisfy my curiosity about the Anwar saga, I began reading the newspapers, a habit which I have maintained till today. I came across many unfamiliar terms, notably sodomy. Looking the term up in an encyclopedia, I learnt what the word meant and discovered that men could have sex with men. </div><div><br /></div><div>I remember being shocked by the images of a bruised and battered Anwar which I saw in the newspapers after his brutal assault by then IGP Rahim Noor came to light. I remember thinking to myself, if a deputy prime minister could suffer such a fate, what more normal civilians like myself. Anwar is no saint, but he is still human and he and all other victims of police brutality in Malaysia should not have suffered what they suffered.</div><div><br /></div><div>I remember that I eventually lost interest in the case because I could not understand all the dynamics about it. My interest in the case would only be revived back in 2004 when Anwar was acquitted from his sodomy charge and I began to read up again on his trial and the Reformasi era. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am now on the verge of adulthood. Once again Anwar Ibrahim is in the news. Once again he is facing a sodomy charge. I am no longer the ignorant innocent boy that I was back in 1998. I am now convinced that Anwar was the victim of a high level conspiracy back in 1998. The signs so far seem to point to the fact that the Sodomy 2 trial is a front for another conspiracy to bring Anwar down. I won't write about the facts of the case as others more informed and more qualified than me have already done so. But what I want to say is that the Sodomy 1 fiasco led to me developing an interest in human rights and politics in Malaysia. It also sparked the Reformasi era which was a time of political awakening for many Malaysians. If Sodomy 2 sparks Reformasi 2, then it may now be my turn experience political awakening. </div><div><br /></div><div>In Bukit Bendera MP Liew Chin Tong's book "Speaking for the Reformasi Generation", he reflects on how he and many others came of age politically during the Reformasi generation. I am not one of the Reformasi generation but I may soon be one of the Reformasi 2 generation, if there is a Reformasi 2. </div><div><br /></div><div>I have never tasted tear gas nor spent a night in prison though that day could soon come. I hope and pray that I will have the courage to stand up for my principles and rights and beliefs when the time calls for it. I hope and pray that if I ever join the struggle for a better Malaysia, the experiences I gain will bind me together with my prospective comrades. </div><div><br /></div><div>That's all for now. The post is a little long and the structure is a little choppy but I have never been an excellent writer. Maybe I should blog more then so I can get more practice.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Senhor Diferentehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13365687220593774013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-32901450111540296082010-01-30T16:10:00.009+08:002010-01-30T17:01:29.220+08:00Urgent: Get Your Copy of "Where Is Justice" While It Is Still Available!To all readers out there, I am writing this post to support my friend Nathaniel Tan. His most recent book entitled "Where is Justice:Death and Brutality in Custody" was published by Kinibooks in December last year and has been on sale in bookstores ever since then. I heard from another friend that it even made it to the Top 10 list of non-fiction books sold by Borders the Curve. <div><br /></div><div>This book is a thorough study of the issue of deaths and brutality in custody on Malaysia with a focus on four high profile cases, namely the 1998 assault on Anwar Ibrahim and the suspicious deaths in custody of Altantuya Sharibuu, Kugan and Teoh Beng Hock. The book consists of brief summaries of the facts of each case as well as published articles written about each case. The book also contains extracts from the SUARAM human rights reports from the past five years.</div><div><br /></div><div>Recently, there have been reports that the book was seized from bookstores in Penang and Malacca. It is possible that the book may be banned. After all the Malaysian Home Ministry, does ban many books. The book is still on sale at bookstores in the Klang Valley so please get a copy before the book is removed from the shelves.</div><div><br /></div><div>For those of you like me who care about the issue of human rights in Malaysia, the book will be an interesting read. It was an eye opener even for me as even though I knew the Malaysian human rights record was spotty, I did not realize it was that bad until I helped Nathaniel complete this book. My role was a small one but I am grateful that I was given the opportunity to work with him and John Lee(the co-editor of this book) on this project. </div><div><br /></div><div>Btw, please do not think that I am promoting this book for selfish reasons as the proceeds do not go to me. I am doing it in support of my friend and also because I think that Malaysian youths, as future voters and leaders of Malaysia must be aware of what is really going on in Malaysia. Even if you have never given a thought to the human rights situation in Malaysia, you can start now by picking up this book. We have the power to make a change in Malaysia. We can make this country a country to be proud of! But before we can do so, we must first be aware of all that is happening around us. Only then can we become informed voters and citizens. </div><div><br /></div><div>For those who are interested in getting a copy of the book, please find the relevant info below: </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; "><h1 id="productName" class="productGeneral" style="font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.3em; margin-right: 0.3em; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0.3em; ">Where is Justice? Death and Brutality in Custody</h1><div><div id="productBookAuthors" class="bk_label back" style="float: left; color: rgb(102, 0, 51); font-size: 1.1em; width: 87px; text-align: right; ">Authors: </div><div class="authorsList back" style="float: left; font-size: 1.1em; text-align: left; "><a href="http://www.silverfishbooks.com/buybooks/index.php?main_page=index&book_authors_id=256&typefilter=book_authors&zenid=5gklb9qhqh519s32ranju0ks10" title="Find all John Lee's books" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 255); text-decoration: none; ">John Lee</a><br /><a href="http://www.silverfishbooks.com/buybooks/index.php?main_page=index&book_authors_id=255&typefilter=book_authors&zenid=5gklb9qhqh519s32ranju0ks10" title="Find all Nathaniel Tan's books" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 255); text-decoration: none; ">Nathaniel Tan</a><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></span><div><br /></div><div> ISBN:<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">9789834092269</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Publisher: Kinibooks</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Available in all major bookstores.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Please do get the book if you can ;)</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Senhor Diferentehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13365687220593774013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-75900083041643819662010-01-30T16:06:00.003+08:002010-01-30T16:09:55.498+08:00Update after a long timeThis blog has been dead for many months as all of us contributors to this blog were really busy with school work and related matters during that time. However, now that we are on holiday, we'll try our best to revive this blog a little bit. I have a couple of ideas in my head. If I can flesh them out into proper posts then I will update the blog.Senhor Diferentehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13365687220593774013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-46938209376197252232009-04-23T21:59:00.002+08:002009-04-23T22:29:21.570+08:00WE BEAT BB!!!Today my school softball team beat <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">SMK</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Bukit</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Bintang's</span> softball team 20-13! Everyone was telling us about how we made history because we only had one and a half months of training and yet we beat who BB who are a very experienced team and were 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">nd</span> place in last years tournament. It's too bad the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">JU</span> reporters were not around to record the moment when the game ended and we all ran screaming euphorically into the field and tossed our caps and gloves into the air in celebration. It was unfortunate that the boys did not take training more seriously or we could have done so much better in the tournament and might even have gotten a medal. Nevertheless, I'm proud of my boys because of today's victory and the improvement they have shown over the past two days. Thank you guys so much for letting me experience the sensation of a home victory(something which I have never experienced before)! :D But what makes me prouder is the fact that some of the boys have been nominated to attend the selection training for the district softball team. All the best guys! Make <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">SMK</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Bandar</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Utama</span> and our district proud! But the best part was I was also nominated to attend the training despite the fact that I did not play a single game this time. The officials and teachers were telling me that they were really impressed by the fact that I succeeded in managing and coaching the school team to a victory over BB in just one and a half months despite the fact that I'm still only a student. I was probably the youngest manager out there as every other school had teachers in charge and some even had proper coaches. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Today's</span> victory proves just what <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">SMK</span> BU is capable of if we believe in ourselves and work hard. Success with home grown talent is always the sweetest. We could make the big boys sweat even though we were rookies. Anyway, 5 years after playing in the softball <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">MSSS</span>, I now have another chance of making it into the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Petaling</span> district team. I don't think I'll get in though(as there are many better players out there) and will probably give it a pass as I have to start focusing on my studies. Thank you very much to everyone who gave me this opportunity though(including the school softball team)! :DSenhor Diferentehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13365687220593774013noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-47483369955759658472009-04-16T16:05:00.012+08:002009-04-18T02:00:06.030+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Just recently, the amazing class of Form 6-ers of SMK Bandar Utama went for a class trip to the Malaysian's Palace of Justice.*Ooooohh*</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Nah, not that amazing as the name would suggest, please...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Anyways, these are the pictures taken by <em>moi </em>with my not-that-pro-and-amazing camera...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">I know it would be better if these are in Facebook, but hey, I need to update something here..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">So why not this...</span><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihn6sPtzW1Lps2n9YG41mfkt1kB7fzpCJt2ESuiDaUXZW2QbhgT0DExVOdqc9K96RaoXaITIEtdE-7fc7NrUejbOd6yLuFRm0sRs359ZOvVyNtkPi4BsIuomODPsQGUTdb7TDtfTc1rPM/s1600-h/IMG_1168.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325696660234432034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihn6sPtzW1Lps2n9YG41mfkt1kB7fzpCJt2ESuiDaUXZW2QbhgT0DExVOdqc9K96RaoXaITIEtdE-7fc7NrUejbOd6yLuFRm0sRs359ZOvVyNtkPi4BsIuomODPsQGUTdb7TDtfTc1rPM/s320/IMG_1168.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Look!! <span style="color:#33ff33;">Nigel</span>!! One of the hotties that supposed to blog in this blog...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">But never really does... </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></div></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzGJKcS3XaVmp3ouXnaISfQAQI0GAL1T0QFnprl-LjJoBRyPPgW92e4iGTMG5nxAiU9nEeZ7hxgo-uFSkDH8SUFh-T1N6siNCLJ0_k5zq7YQKq2_iRz4efCuCsSjANzBsyUZ3BpV-1TRo/s1600-h/IMG_1162.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325696654940358866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzGJKcS3XaVmp3ouXnaISfQAQI0GAL1T0QFnprl-LjJoBRyPPgW92e4iGTMG5nxAiU9nEeZ7hxgo-uFSkDH8SUFh-T1N6siNCLJ0_k5zq7YQKq2_iRz4efCuCsSjANzBsyUZ3BpV-1TRo/s320/IMG_1162.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Haha...That's <span style="color:#ff6666;">Maddie</span> posing with <span style="color:#ff0000;">Kim </span>and <span style="color:#ff9966;">HL</span> asleep in the bus...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Look behind, that's another guy who's also a blogger in this blog too!!<br /></span><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5uQTvr0E33AwKdFISUYy3CMI4zrRUOODubVLemqE-Cfs2tDGfYZR9QM9v9nASfkSrMMFbbRNerh4y1MCAUOKh7lOH2hNlHHZBqJyeEuWyL6WfenhgGJd2_8z2gKuIZzY2S6-qbE0DnZc/s1600-h/IMG_1165.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325695541010608130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5uQTvr0E33AwKdFISUYy3CMI4zrRUOODubVLemqE-Cfs2tDGfYZR9QM9v9nASfkSrMMFbbRNerh4y1MCAUOKh7lOH2hNlHHZBqJyeEuWyL6WfenhgGJd2_8z2gKuIZzY2S6-qbE0DnZc/s320/IMG_1165.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Woah..."Hello, Hello...yeah, yeah..I'm busy..."</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">That's <span style="color:#993300;">Roy</span> with the phone...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Looking busy...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hmmm....<br /></span><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3MddNr2kfJGzGnV2j_9WVrOsFmp_NiM8bDn0qsMWQ49s9WTfVbsiAMpF_1Y2uFyvw8hCIeazNPI9V0J8MKLUj6aY3DzBqghNehicI6miwH67Uw8DATH8zXYu2utMx-CoMFNj2cC5rrmQ/s1600-h/IMG_1164.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325695537293368258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3MddNr2kfJGzGnV2j_9WVrOsFmp_NiM8bDn0qsMWQ49s9WTfVbsiAMpF_1Y2uFyvw8hCIeazNPI9V0J8MKLUj6aY3DzBqghNehicI6miwH67Uw8DATH8zXYu2utMx-CoMFNj2cC5rrmQ/s320/IMG_1164.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Haha...Look!! <span style="color:#6600cc;">PK</span> posing with <span style="color:#000066;">JT</span>!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Naughty naughty!!<br /></span><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZzLQN-zXAHKu_VDjwcgiRKvhQ4vvhfGCXd0jN65ZpCrD1mXU4wPP7fFj9eT_h2GiEY8EatL2_xz-xY0vqI_9ojCs63vT6m624sHJ0KftG2vpfuiSU7TOYglC7tDr9oERTJo-vtwQD-PI/s1600-h/IMG_1160.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325695532250754274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZzLQN-zXAHKu_VDjwcgiRKvhQ4vvhfGCXd0jN65ZpCrD1mXU4wPP7fFj9eT_h2GiEY8EatL2_xz-xY0vqI_9ojCs63vT6m624sHJ0KftG2vpfuiSU7TOYglC7tDr9oERTJo-vtwQD-PI/s320/IMG_1160.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Woohoo...Our very own <span style="color:#6600cc;">Big Sista</span>!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Looking great!!<br /></span><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkiYkSzNphQE5AsUK4u1xvXfTE-zK9zgnn6Zy_AVO4sI3Ljuy__Kh_Avo-My8bkqibh3B3zI_T9KkHrmA8RvUgqZPBkk8D-m0JtPSZevQk43AaPYCaJTYNA25FRiTXWG-rYbXdTk7_3Vw/s1600-h/IMG_1158.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325694092144844674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkiYkSzNphQE5AsUK4u1xvXfTE-zK9zgnn6Zy_AVO4sI3Ljuy__Kh_Avo-My8bkqibh3B3zI_T9KkHrmA8RvUgqZPBkk8D-m0JtPSZevQk43AaPYCaJTYNA25FRiTXWG-rYbXdTk7_3Vw/s320/IMG_1158.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Then, her young sista(not really) tries the big specs too!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Looking totally nice!!<br /></span><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9a303M4-8FCBAyOnrcdIzMN5JbjvrNI41WBe2N638wiFgX9_KhZQJqx2D23KwoDRdg2qtj4C0zkwnk6SLAaZ7A9PlDKGG_axbqXm2p5_DTApCQEWiwZKbwi4K83dwNuOSKFNOaBWEpMk/s1600-h/IMG_1155.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325694089188214850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9a303M4-8FCBAyOnrcdIzMN5JbjvrNI41WBe2N638wiFgX9_KhZQJqx2D23KwoDRdg2qtj4C0zkwnk6SLAaZ7A9PlDKGG_axbqXm2p5_DTApCQEWiwZKbwi4K83dwNuOSKFNOaBWEpMk/s320/IMG_1155.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">One amazing picture here...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">It's <span style="color:#33ffff;">Grace</span> and <span style="color:#ff6666;">Maddie</span>!!<br /><br /></p></span><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmfVfNCt8hp2KWGUCbK_fK0TQ_LtkKJgxSX-iuFF8jK8HiIxhCBec5eoQFslz9nULSuRg_59Pyj2l2gnF0GInzSbXCRJyLCRakrRnzQgnBaF8pw6KWRWYAxdU9E2U1fRvl3vMV1PI2HZ8/s1600-h/IMG_1154.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325694082674333218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmfVfNCt8hp2KWGUCbK_fK0TQ_LtkKJgxSX-iuFF8jK8HiIxhCBec5eoQFslz9nULSuRg_59Pyj2l2gnF0GInzSbXCRJyLCRakrRnzQgnBaF8pw6KWRWYAxdU9E2U1fRvl3vMV1PI2HZ8/s320/IMG_1154.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Here they are again....</span></div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><div align="center"><br /></div></span><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6uIByREbpQ5ZAfdD_Sx8zCbZvwvhrIsfkwrePmpPNHBsyAwAYmybGesAjhMRGfw2ZuXTTe5QK2ciOX1V_iJ9lZhsvG3gY9XNaWuMvNbXGKnT1jGJ4rbto6j8nfOEsWGmjSCXG-tKO-o4/s1600-h/IMG_1153.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325662834376550162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6uIByREbpQ5ZAfdD_Sx8zCbZvwvhrIsfkwrePmpPNHBsyAwAYmybGesAjhMRGfw2ZuXTTe5QK2ciOX1V_iJ9lZhsvG3gY9XNaWuMvNbXGKnT1jGJ4rbto6j8nfOEsWGmjSCXG-tKO-o4/s320/IMG_1153.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Woah....Lookie here...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Head Librarian and Head Prefect!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Lord of the Books and Lord of the Law in the school.... </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuRLN-pjdYgGiZMh2Gw2OA2VA22TWD4yBVkLp8IwFIaLyO8h5xMiCKGOcE5HKqgfU5AA96JHUTud8ybmMW63Q_KvOBmgODDy0Iwu5-z1HhVMCuuIGNUs10-fybrgn3gzBwoupxh1Vrj4E/s1600-h/IMG_1150.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325662830130613954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuRLN-pjdYgGiZMh2Gw2OA2VA22TWD4yBVkLp8IwFIaLyO8h5xMiCKGOcE5HKqgfU5AA96JHUTud8ybmMW63Q_KvOBmgODDy0Iwu5-z1HhVMCuuIGNUs10-fybrgn3gzBwoupxh1Vrj4E/s320/IMG_1150.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Here he is again...the Head Prefect...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Nice pose here...<br /></span><br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4_87IrnJK7fWkOL3sH6yTSrizFb2vBmgopMTTp-cuGVXqYN7uYpKn1EDleBlOBtTO0WWHsH9tnE5oq_MZb51t22zPaMWIqCj3yYWGH-CdwIyWUOWzy63amr55CdLD3yyoXsaw9vBQqEI/s1600-h/IMG_1147.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325662823688321986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4_87IrnJK7fWkOL3sH6yTSrizFb2vBmgopMTTp-cuGVXqYN7uYpKn1EDleBlOBtTO0WWHsH9tnE5oq_MZb51t22zPaMWIqCj3yYWGH-CdwIyWUOWzy63amr55CdLD3yyoXsaw9vBQqEI/s320/IMG_1147.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Wow...Nice pose, people!! </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Looking great... </p></span><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBGYl-e0z-c53R5Y9b-7Y8cr76lZR2heCu3yUNeJ-rUTP7PSrEIuk91-rTuICxDS2ADYBNrG8QWYRsMLzFwziLT2pYwq3Gpo88nAanESuTux8JAvfPod4vmWFCsmQ3g2b40NphqjVtQXg/s1600-h/IMG_1145.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325213590384695826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBGYl-e0z-c53R5Y9b-7Y8cr76lZR2heCu3yUNeJ-rUTP7PSrEIuk91-rTuICxDS2ADYBNrG8QWYRsMLzFwziLT2pYwq3Gpo88nAanESuTux8JAvfPod4vmWFCsmQ3g2b40NphqjVtQXg/s320/IMG_1145.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Haha...Class picture!! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Note several stuff in this picture...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">The random people behind doing <span style="color:#ffff66;">Lady GaGa</span> (Yay!) poses...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">And <span style="color:#993300;">Roy</span>...Almost like doing the middle finger...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Naughty!! </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></div></span><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBPkUIqHHxaYUlb6j3bAq28i-1dXwJlDCDtsZnM63Wet2bGitVnOtxXUtA6fNjMyArg5Mskf7o5nJPeYvpUDEHc-Mjr_NI5W0xxKxU353e_zg7RrGiNH1gROMmWs7dO7Li8cXNewJT7sw/s1600-h/IMG_1139.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325213585720144370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBPkUIqHHxaYUlb6j3bAq28i-1dXwJlDCDtsZnM63Wet2bGitVnOtxXUtA6fNjMyArg5Mskf7o5nJPeYvpUDEHc-Mjr_NI5W0xxKxU353e_zg7RrGiNH1gROMmWs7dO7Li8cXNewJT7sw/s320/IMG_1139.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">One of the best pictures so far..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Random corridor, good-looking people, turn-behind poses and great smiles equals GOOD picture!!<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBXB1eIPcKE4eITNL6LGSgJEbfCN7tGwFtle-WEwHlYMEFqvWMgP9MyuO3tyYsQGCrXZq1AaPSzyg1bkygK7pllr0FtSpDsatVUKXiBTbviycFnT_Nsme02F3T4KfSzNFo2Gi8W082GTE/s1600-h/IMG_1138.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325213580913627458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBXB1eIPcKE4eITNL6LGSgJEbfCN7tGwFtle-WEwHlYMEFqvWMgP9MyuO3tyYsQGCrXZq1AaPSzyg1bkygK7pllr0FtSpDsatVUKXiBTbviycFnT_Nsme02F3T4KfSzNFo2Gi8W082GTE/s320/IMG_1138.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">They were supposed to imitate Mickey, Donald & Goofy...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">But I guess <span style="color:#6600cc;">PK</span>, <span style="color:#33ff33;">Nigel</span> and <span style="color:#33ffff;">Grace</span> sure looks better than those three cartoon characters...<br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1AlprRToiI5933bPpE_9G841NdQpdm0ICol5OY87giHXZp3qbXRsbjz9-kAdypzlFGYvkq4gLiW5-R-RQ5k1w6yPHc0XlB6O5hLj9EwOYAmYrfpnJaOkCH5IO4VcgTOPoRTxFPkhQbKQ/s1600-h/IMG_1137.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325211429648433090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1AlprRToiI5933bPpE_9G841NdQpdm0ICol5OY87giHXZp3qbXRsbjz9-kAdypzlFGYvkq4gLiW5-R-RQ5k1w6yPHc0XlB6O5hLj9EwOYAmYrfpnJaOkCH5IO4VcgTOPoRTxFPkhQbKQ/s320/IMG_1137.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I had to run downstairs before everybody did for this picture...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">They were walking down one of the most amazing (and most money-wasting) stairs I have ever seen...<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325211415559334530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRJbkEV2-cxxAS1zVSZtYfhAkBJeupDBB2kmtt7BrUadyn4fSnMSW4yIJW0VmqNqvMwHEiYyrnoDl2xf-kf-Mvl9wi4cYg4nRJNRD39mdtEkLE2oXxNS8Q4sGoQMmkE-0Q7gUUeUqHGIE/s320/IMG_1135.jpg" border="0" />Look behind, people!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Oh no...<span style="color:#6600cc;">PK</span>'s face got blocked! </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></div></span><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZLiq7tDk0x_GsWkOz2wP7tfq1JFI1U2cUa2oMtZC-TDgYzgOVjMrdH4KTR1ctTBHrdYBCKtq-qxdNmu6XYVY6zJiZLyzLAemyMj2CA5k8KgXYiIJQCgG_hT3PsEzaWPSAn9-iTj0ZVx0/s1600-h/IMG_1136.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325211423506150562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZLiq7tDk0x_GsWkOz2wP7tfq1JFI1U2cUa2oMtZC-TDgYzgOVjMrdH4KTR1ctTBHrdYBCKtq-qxdNmu6XYVY6zJiZLyzLAemyMj2CA5k8KgXYiIJQCgG_hT3PsEzaWPSAn9-iTj0ZVx0/s320/IMG_1136.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Let's try that again!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yeah!!! Good take!!<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqD2en3AGitjbBTABewqlXaP44TXjolHhVeEOf7iQ6bRIkW4puX05bbvJJwoXfTbN19r0iTD8_IJvjiYZqP_oJ5staqDECAfWRh4uJO-7cWKtG4a736pWYEG9S4d4fnjNzCNPI3-MO0Fg/s1600-h/IMG_1134.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325209422511588834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqD2en3AGitjbBTABewqlXaP44TXjolHhVeEOf7iQ6bRIkW4puX05bbvJJwoXfTbN19r0iTD8_IJvjiYZqP_oJ5staqDECAfWRh4uJO-7cWKtG4a736pWYEG9S4d4fnjNzCNPI3-MO0Fg/s320/IMG_1134.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">We were so lucky...This was taken during a court session...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">The lawyer took the time to pose and take a picture with us...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">How rude of <span style="color:#6600cc;">PK</span> though, to make fun of him...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Just kidding!! </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoTycM09YbJ0qxfOUr2xPDAkRNQR-pTd8lB1FytsMB-Ow1-R4fJh8bPgtQVaGih3WLoX9uSvfHPp8hYfL8h3FJ4-fv1Wjmr_c2m-0TjtLYkiQ-eRXx1wdbMjVRY9ptpeneW-AMAKoKybE/s1600-h/IMG_1133.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325209418936489378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoTycM09YbJ0qxfOUr2xPDAkRNQR-pTd8lB1FytsMB-Ow1-R4fJh8bPgtQVaGih3WLoX9uSvfHPp8hYfL8h3FJ4-fv1Wjmr_c2m-0TjtLYkiQ-eRXx1wdbMjVRY9ptpeneW-AMAKoKybE/s320/IMG_1133.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Haha...This brings the idea of 'giving up to time'...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Put yer hands up! Put yer hands up!</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yer time's up! Yer time's up!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325206559102901458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqV-AA3htd3StWQUGI9eh04SAb8mMc13fiDVV5YXe2bFXr9nj2HCyDge_IEojZfbXYzLrb2cH4DFtqTCYXyoL0gE7OHZs50msd4ZoB9N_J2cPiYIddksOhZKgOOadMgMzBJ6vYwYGYJyM/s320/IMG_1131.jpg" border="0" /></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hey, even one of the guards was free to pose for us!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbyx-fHtT5tcVBS1cFEOgTtseF0z_ULYZ8ysng1Xf-vJUoC2-uDlQ5IeP6LkHw1aCOUXSrH-_c8A2taDRxIH56EZWNyY7V_maeN8sNQN6-hAyf8PrkxtUcZ0hk5tJqjPuDwI0yfgpuZjA/s1600-h/IMG_1132.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325209413580034418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbyx-fHtT5tcVBS1cFEOgTtseF0z_ULYZ8ysng1Xf-vJUoC2-uDlQ5IeP6LkHw1aCOUXSrH-_c8A2taDRxIH56EZWNyY7V_maeN8sNQN6-hAyf8PrkxtUcZ0hk5tJqjPuDwI0yfgpuZjA/s320/IMG_1132.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> And to think we were such a nice bunch of people...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Think again!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">BIJ alert</span>....</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Beware</span>!! </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjft3oRy5OUv64xmjsaITidm_yuYOQn4o4-3CxFtjwyXgXFF_PePfFeBL1uTtUf301SlLnNLyKRG3OQsxG8ME1GId1FlT1HgwKYineBvSc1tR5JDizowRNThnsvYG50KZt2swwjGjkIKxM/s1600-h/IMG_1130.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325206554948987538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjft3oRy5OUv64xmjsaITidm_yuYOQn4o4-3CxFtjwyXgXFF_PePfFeBL1uTtUf301SlLnNLyKRG3OQsxG8ME1GId1FlT1HgwKYineBvSc1tR5JDizowRNThnsvYG50KZt2swwjGjkIKxM/s320/IMG_1130.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">This is the fourth member of this blog...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color:#9999ff;">Yings</span> is examining the books...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Thinking maybe these books are worth alot... </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></div></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCbRfe6WJYXXBsuARk_O_SZ-EdWS7kqr5qFJDyYfTKFcBPg3A7NazrjQMCoPFX-FC1gZZV1A2-Zd1GvoSkcDssG8VQP2EHCBwmH2m9mAdo_tyv8_UlhTFkI4o327bvvaY51TT_IpW-BM8/s1600-h/IMG_1129.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325206544754264162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCbRfe6WJYXXBsuARk_O_SZ-EdWS7kqr5qFJDyYfTKFcBPg3A7NazrjQMCoPFX-FC1gZZV1A2-Zd1GvoSkcDssG8VQP2EHCBwmH2m9mAdo_tyv8_UlhTFkI4o327bvvaY51TT_IpW-BM8/s320/IMG_1129.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hey hey hey...<span style="color:#33ff33;">Nigel </span>posing with a random protrait of somebody...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Wee Sheong</span> said the guy looks like Mr. Bean...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hmmmm.... </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></div></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOHWq5aaoTs2oQPv78NH3-69xRKeTS9vrOVfFnzVEz-8FnxfVY7yQyebCMIz8__L6uOlEd4e4skHG7Mhl0U-mGTXG7XJKmlS0bar7fjd1Vhd_Edo-yHebePaBmJc3G5FBfr9zvKpLSj0/s1600-h/IMG_1128.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325204681459525250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOHWq5aaoTs2oQPv78NH3-69xRKeTS9vrOVfFnzVEz-8FnxfVY7yQyebCMIz8__L6uOlEd4e4skHG7Mhl0U-mGTXG7XJKmlS0bar7fjd1Vhd_Edo-yHebePaBmJc3G5FBfr9zvKpLSj0/s320/IMG_1128.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Yeah, that's <span style="color:#33cc00;">me</span> on the left....</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hoping and wishing to get that thing inside...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">And that's <span style="color:#3366ff;">Wee Sheong</span> on the right... </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></div></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRLXZNZ58L2pgcaMX_Ypl8mn2SzYe2pqVaqFJ2zwmg9wxQ_1vhZo0JnI7nKtiCdZsEX6qz8M6UGIqggt6AvaH1Swp1xcHN2t_kuKU0Tc27m68JlE9HOGtD6yVl3dRyv046WzaKmj27i2Q/s1600-h/IMG_1127.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325204676715440818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRLXZNZ58L2pgcaMX_Ypl8mn2SzYe2pqVaqFJ2zwmg9wxQ_1vhZo0JnI7nKtiCdZsEX6qz8M6UGIqggt6AvaH1Swp1xcHN2t_kuKU0Tc27m68JlE9HOGtD6yVl3dRyv046WzaKmj27i2Q/s320/IMG_1127.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Friends pose...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">PK</span> look like she's looking for a fight...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">"Hey, wanna takau is it?!" </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></div></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrJZB0-44uVxGrKhCdoCTBLToniybJa-erE-GgvmhaX5MyoXBPYl98oTThNChRP9TcJEmn2ujBmAlhWavY9oO9Xz0Y-n9FIpWRQpLqxjSeBJ24RevL_n9U6YEUIkSkjNH54DxKlzSq7_s/s1600-h/IMG_1124.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325204673907864098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrJZB0-44uVxGrKhCdoCTBLToniybJa-erE-GgvmhaX5MyoXBPYl98oTThNChRP9TcJEmn2ujBmAlhWavY9oO9Xz0Y-n9FIpWRQpLqxjSeBJ24RevL_n9U6YEUIkSkjNH54DxKlzSq7_s/s320/IMG_1124.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> What's so funny??!!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">They sure look like they are having fun...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">PK</span> look like some <span style="color:#6600cc;">Big Sista</span>, those from those gangsta club...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">"Don't mess with me!!" </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></div></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFnuOy8e6QMCSjlo77EXSPNh3baKglkE7kXLij0O44elfyDNtoxA0SQKuxly3DDLs4JHwVP7lX2QEgCqkbsiQvpc_mGr5mTEioGheCqiA9JmaP2U9Sp5eMVv9-fzf-PYBxWo0jExkNvfo/s1600-h/IMG_1123.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325203020346017282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFnuOy8e6QMCSjlo77EXSPNh3baKglkE7kXLij0O44elfyDNtoxA0SQKuxly3DDLs4JHwVP7lX2QEgCqkbsiQvpc_mGr5mTEioGheCqiA9JmaP2U9Sp5eMVv9-fzf-PYBxWo0jExkNvfo/s320/IMG_1123.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Here we are again....This time though, nobody turned back...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">So all we see are a**es....<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4DvRL1EX7rUUudDiMMrNEzNhTPIdw5Swg778MbE6_Bl-ANdAwLHWrWRRVS0BD9xi33LFwzpDmOhIjAOKVnJxdDjsu-8AcixY0eewZdCMgq3tQvhvVAQbGaabRxUlI4Q43dmZ9Yw65K54/s1600-h/IMG_1122.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325203014117566674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4DvRL1EX7rUUudDiMMrNEzNhTPIdw5Swg778MbE6_Bl-ANdAwLHWrWRRVS0BD9xi33LFwzpDmOhIjAOKVnJxdDjsu-8AcixY0eewZdCMgq3tQvhvVAQbGaabRxUlI4Q43dmZ9Yw65K54/s320/IMG_1122.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Ahah....</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color:#33cc00;">Me</span>, <span style="color:#330000;">Chester</span>, <span style="color:#3366ff;">Wee Sheong</span> and <span style="color:#33ff33;">Nigel</span>...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">So, there you have it...the pictures from our trip to the Palace of Justice...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">If you don't know where that is...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Don't worry...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I'm here to help...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">It's in Malaysia...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yeah!!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">In Putrajaya...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yeah!!</span></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Oh, I forgot to take a picture...but you know what's the motto for the Palace of Justice?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yeah, I know, you must be thinking...a palace has a motto?? Woah....</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">The motto is <span style="color:#cc0000;">'BUAT KERJA'</span>...and it's hung outside the palace on a big banner too...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Can you imagine?!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">That shows how hardworking they are.... </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> </div></span><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Okay, gonna go already...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Bye!</span></div></div><br /></div>Julianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09140597232840817005noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-61194197935567415682009-04-09T00:16:00.002+08:002009-04-09T01:25:16.641+08:00Congrats Pakatan Rakyat!Congratulations to Pakatan Rakyat on your victories in the Bukit Gantang and Bukit Selambau by-elections! Hidup Rakyat! Hooray that Makkal Sakthi, People Power, Ming Quan is still going strong!<br /><br />Take that Mahathir! Go back into retirement la! We do not need you anymore. No more Mahathirism! As for Najib, it's clear that the people have rejected your leadership, no matter what your BN goons say about the by-elections not being a referendum on your leadership. You cannot fool us anymore with empty gestures. We demand real and concrete reforms but I'm afraid you won't be able to bring about these changes as you've been entrenched in the system too long. And there's also all those scandals and nasty allegations hanging over you. I have to say I'm deeply ashamed to have a man as tainted as you as my prime minister. But I take heart from the fact that BN will probably be buried in the next general elections and that I will be one of those voting against BN then.<br /><br />To Dato Seri Mohd. Nizar, take heart from your triumph and know that the people are behind you. You are the rightful Mentri Besar of Perak and even though I'm not Perakian I would still give you my support. Now we just have to hope and pray that the courts will do what is right and just and rule in your favour. But then again, that may be too much to ask of our judiciary no thanks to Mahathir and BN :(<br /><br />To the people of Sarawak who voted for PR, do not be disheartened by the defeat in Batang Ai. You did your best against the BN's mighty machinery and you fought the good fight. Hopefully someday soon Sarawak will be free of the BN's grip. Oh people of Sarawak, reclaim your homeland from the BN during the next state elections! Put an end to the rape and theft of your lands and the humiliation of your tribes. Vote for PR!<br /><br />May I live to see a new dawn rise over Malaysia!Senhor Diferentehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13365687220593774013noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-15010180321771789562009-02-28T00:23:00.009+08:002009-02-28T00:53:02.590+08:00MUET Essay<span >Since this blog has not been updated in a while and I am unfortunately too busy to think of original posts to post, I'll just post an esssay I wrote a while back for MUET, just so this blog does not remain dead. The essay is about university education.</span><br /><span ></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> In this day and age, the costs of a university education has increased significantly. This has led many to question whether or not it is still economically viable to procure a university education. Apart from that, many also question whether or not a university education is still relevant in todays rapidly changing world in view of the large numbers of jobless graduates out there. Thus there are many who would now rather forgo a university education and enter the job market right after leaving school. I however strongly believe that a university education remains important and relevant in today's world.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> I believe that a university education is an important part of one's educational journey. There are several reasons why I believe so. Firstly, universities are temples of learning and scholarship. They provide students with a learning environment unlike any other. A university education can allow students to increase their knowledge in ways they never could elsewhere. For example, many universities are also centres of research and new discoveries are being made all the time. A student could gain much from interactions with working researchers and would learn much more than if they just studied textbooks at home.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> Apart from increasing one's knowledge, a university education also helps students to significantly increase their intellectual ability. Through the process of seeking knowledge at university, students will be able to develop their critical thinking skills and reasoning abilities.They will also become independent learners. A university education will also help deepen students love of learning and knowledge. They will also realise that education is not merely a means to an end but has its own intrinsic value and beauty.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> At university, students will also come into contact with people from various backgrounds. They will be able to make new friends and develop a social network that will be advantageous in future. Through interactions with foreign students at their respective universities, they will develop greater intercultural understanding. Students will develop a greater understanding of the common humanity of all men, as they are all united by their desire for knowledge. Thus a university education will greatly improve one's interpersonal skills.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> Apart from that, a university education also helps students to become more independent and mature and learn various soft skills such as leadership and problem solving skills. They can do so through participation in various non-academic activities on campus.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> In conclusion, a university education is still very important in today's world. I strongly believe that a university education will continue to remain relevant to society as it has always been throughout much of human history. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span><br /><span >That's about it for this post. It's not a very good essay though please feel free to comment on it or to point out mistakes I made. Hope that it was a mildly interesting read for everyone.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span>Senhor Diferentehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13365687220593774013noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-83515824643103025032009-02-01T01:49:00.006+08:002009-02-01T02:08:09.606+08:00AFS SH 09/10 Orientation CampI'm writing this post in the middle of the night on my German roommates laptop while volunteering at his orientation camp. I'm so happy that I was chosen to volunteer at this camp. It's been a lot more stressful than I thought. Nevertheless, I've still had a great time so far. It's really nice to be able to meet the AFS'ers that just arrived in Malaysia this week. There are 30 of them, 12 Germans, 2 Frenchmen, 1 Finn, 1 Swiss, 1 Belgian, 1 Costa Rican, 3 Argentines, 2 Aussies, and 7 Japs. I really hope that they will have a great time here in Malaysia and that their AFS year will turn out to be one of the best experiences of their lives. Unfortunately, I can't think of anything more to write because I'm so tired. Was up chatting with 1 of my German roommates. He's from Münster. I visited Münster when I was in Germany. It's quite a nice city. The cathedral is quite big and nice. Built in late romanesque style if I'm right. My roommate is going to Kemaman. Hope he likes it there. That's all for now though as I really need to catch up on my sleep. One last thing, I wish everyone out there a Happy and Prosperous Chinese New Year! Xin Nian Kuai Le Xin Xiang Shi Cheng!<div> <div><div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> <div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Senhor Diferentehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13365687220593774013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-62895611573322125712009-01-31T01:02:00.002+08:002009-01-31T01:08:09.657+08:00<span style="color:#99ffff;">Haih....so sad wan this blog....</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Everybody so busy with school life, no time to blog...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">I was waiting for the return of more fantastic posts by Senhor Diferente...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Or more KP-related posts by D.S.V.....</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Or at least, damn sweat posts by yings....</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Oh well, if you people out there wanna read about our life now...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">It's all about school....</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">How exciting can that be?</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Go figure la...........................................................................................</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff99;">Sometimes in life, we have to set aside the more important stuff in life for more, more important stuff in life....</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff99;">Think about it, how many times have you gotta do that....</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff99;">It's a human nature....</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff99;">Sacrifice....</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc99;">Don't worry la....those awesome bloggers in this blog will soon come back wan la...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc99;">They all just need some time to think what to post only...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc99;">I'll make sure to remind them....</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffcccc;">Ciao!</span>Julianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09140597232840817005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-10108432564332818822008-12-28T23:58:00.003+08:002008-12-29T00:15:24.224+08:00Oh No....This is a blog response to the one Yings just wrote.<br />I have only One word to say...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">OH MY FRIGGIN' GOD!!! OH NO!!!</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br />Whoops...<br />I guess I'm not that good in maths after all...<br /><br />This cannot be happening....<br /><br />It's too soon...<br /><br />I'm too young... I have alot more things that I still wanna do...<br /><br />I wanna this...I wanna that...I wanna this that....NOOooooo...............................<br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Yings</span>, you are so right...<br /><br />Time to ferget the hell out of Blitzy....<br /><br />It ain't that blitzy no more...Na ah....No way....<br /><br /><em>No Blitzy, stay boy...stay....I said Stay....</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>You piece of <span style="color:#99ff99;">*woohoo*</span>, I said Stay!!!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Now, this is what I'm gonna do, Blitzy....Listen, okay??</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>I'm gonna leave ya, Blitzy, oh yeah I'm gonna leave ya....</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Happy now, Blitzy?? Eh?? Happy??</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Gonna leave now...You stay there, Blitzy...Stay there!!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Bye Blitzy...Bye bye....</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Oh Blitzy....I'm so gonna miss ya, Blitzy....</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Oh Blitzy, come here you....I just can't leave ya....</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Waitaminute, Blitzy!! You just <span style="color:#99ff99;">*woohoo*</span> on my pants.... <span style="color:#99ff99;">*woohoo*</span> You!!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Keep of me....You <span style="color:#99ff99;">*woohoo**woohoo*</span> !!!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Oh no, Na ah....those puppy eyes ain't gonna make me fall for your tricks again....</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Na ah...I'm not looking....Bye bye Blitzy....</em><br /><br />Hope this is what's gonna happen to me...<br />Finally able to leave Blitzy...<br /><br /><strong>Note: <span style="color:#99ff99;">*woohoo*</span>s are meant to be a censored word that I wish not to add into the convo....<br />However if you feel like it, you may add words to the <span style="color:#99ff99;">*woohoo*</span>s as you like.</strong>Julianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09140597232840817005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-2911293577546204162008-12-27T22:13:00.003+08:002008-12-27T23:26:50.938+08:00Say bye bye to my second home TT<span style="color:#66ffff;">Hey guys, why no one update this random blog? haiz...never mind la, i will just write some craps here to update our blog. So after nearly 2 months of holidays, the new school term is going to begin soon which is on the 5th of January. OMFG! so siao. PEOPLE we only have one more week of holidays. </span><a href="mailto:F@$#%&*?/"><span style="color:#66ffff;">F@$#%&*?/"$</span></a><span style="color:#66ffff;"> so get ready to study your ass off for the preparation of stpm. Forget about partying, clubbing, lepaking and all sorts of entertainment. The fun and joy you had during this holidays already become the past. </span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">JG, PGAY, sexy ROY and JEREMY lets say bye bye to our wonderful, awesome, never-feel-boring home, <span style="color:#ff0000;">THE BLITZONE</span>. <span style="color:#ffcccc;">( a place you go that can cure deep depression, loneliness,</span> <span style="color:#ffcccc;">stressed life, all in one go</span>..hehe ) *slap slap* BULLSHIT! no more nonsense. <span style="color:#3366ff;">YOU CC YOU GG</span> this is the new phrase by the noble poet, yings the great. LOL! in fact, one of my new year's resolutions is study super super hard during my upper six and stop going to cyber cafe wit Jeremy. Just like what my bro always reminds me, you better start working hard and put in enough effort in your study, the best is study until the last minute before you pass out in order to get superb results in stpm that will guarantee you a place in any prestigious universities. </span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">If you still dilly-dally and enjoying yourself, better watch out! your uni life is screwed, your future is screwed, your whole life is screwed!!!! heard that is<strong><span style="color:#ffff99;"> sscccrreeeewwweeeddd</span></strong>..seriously without a good qualification, you will only end up following the chinese traditional path, either become the entrepreneur or embark your own business or become the boss of some small unknown companies. PUI! so sad..I said to myself <strong><span style="color:#cc6600;">NO WAY MAN!</span></strong> I don't wanna own a hawker stall and sell chicken rice like those ahbeng in jinjang for my entire life. SIEN! i would rather go up to 18th floor and jump down from there to commit suicide. In short, next year is our crucial year. We have to really really study kow kow..Good luck and all the best people!</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc99;">THE END OF THIS PIECE OF CRAPS...</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">P.S: I miss my second home =[</span>yingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02106862696087946854noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-61689214629480918262008-12-16T10:54:00.001+08:002008-12-16T10:54:36.974+08:00Bye JG! have fun in italy =]yingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02106862696087946854noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-77083585264612748332008-12-16T00:06:00.010+08:002008-12-16T01:34:16.635+08:00Perry funny, Katy.<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YJ2E94IXF3U&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YJ2E94IXF3U&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />[0:49-0:51] ~ BIMBO MOMENT.<br />[2:04-2:07] ~ <span>O_o</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">...kur-ree-pee.</span><br />[2:19-2:22] ~ "This is not <span style="font-style: italic;">good wholesome fun</span> entertainment anymore!" Hahah!<br /><br />FYI: FOB > Panic. Panic's still cool, though.D.S.Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13357340093291336803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-19218497879018730152008-12-14T21:52:00.003+08:002008-12-26T23:55:51.304+08:00Read and Enjoy...Here's a piece of conversation I had a few weeks ago with Chester...<br />I don't know why I am writing it but...<br />It's just to fill this blog...<br />So, enjoy...<br /><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: Hey, you are asking for my address?</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Me : Yeah, I am...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: Why may I ask? You're not gonna send a psychomatic serial killer after me are you??</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Me : ...Oh please, I know where your house is...I just want the address...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: ...*censored to save his privacy*...Why do you want it?</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Me : Okay, see, first...a stripper is gonna come & knock at your door. You get your fun, then comes the serial killer. To clean up the mess you gonna make...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: Gasp, I'm forwarding the message to the local authority now!</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Me : I beg your pardon, There is nothing wrong with the message I sent. It's such a thoughtful surprise for you. And this is how you repay me? How utterly ungrateful of you!!</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: Ahahah..very funny the barney! Okay lar..I shall wait for my pleasant surprise *cough RACHAEL YAMAGATA CD cough*</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Me : COUGH!! WTF?? Apa CD CD huh? Why don't you get your own, deng! Waiting for me to get for you?? Lolz...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: Ahahah...just bergurau lar! Okay lar...I wanna shop for some men designer label clothes...got gathering this weekend...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Me : ...Let me suggest some good labels, MNG, Elle...Forever 21 is a good place...Those places have good choices...Haha</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: Yeah, I'm on my way to La Senza...See ya round...</span><br /><br />Just awhile later, Chester continued the conversation...<br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: Hey, I've good news for you! Leona Lewis just released a deluxe edition of Spirit. She look so pretty on the cover...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Me : Awww, thanks for the info, dude...But that does not mean I'm gonna get you the album you so dearly want....Muahahahaha</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: OMG, I was just kidding lar...I'm not that muka tebal okay?</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Me : Haha, Chill...I know...Just wanna kacau you...But deng, you're expecting me to go US to get that album for you??? Gosh...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: Ahahah...I was kacauing you also mah...Anyways, I got the "digital album' of Elephants already...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Me : Haha, good for you...How have you been? Long time no see already...Not even in tuition...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: I've been fine, lose a lot of weight already(yeah, right!). What about you? I'm sure you're getting ready to livin la vida loca in *....</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Me : ...Lolz, hmmm...soon to go....but still got lots to do here...Especially your surprises...Haha...Got so many people to call, to make reservations....</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: Ooh...I wonder what is in stall...ahahah...When should I expect this surprise?</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Me : ....probably the third week of december...erm, it's hard to say la...see about it first...And I think it should have been 'in store' instead of 'in stall'....</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Chester: Yeah, sorry...I've had my grammar and vocab corrected at least thrice today...A new record for me! See ya around...wanna makan already...</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Me : What the?? Haven't makan? Already 9 le...Haha, A record huh? Lolz...Anyways, enjoy your dinner then...</span><br /><br />This piece of conversation is for viewing only. No inner intentions is made to anybody and no offence is supposedly generated to Chester. Please be understanding and realize that Chester is an awesome guy...It's just me...<br />Hope he is fine with this convo being posted for all to read...<br />I think it's fun to read random stuff sometimes...<br />I have more but I will slowly post one by one...<br />Please comment about this convo...<br />Tell me if I should post more of such convos...<br />Or is it just a waste of time....<br />Thanks...Julianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09140597232840817005noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-66451857414157488542008-12-13T14:47:00.006+08:002008-12-13T16:12:00.689+08:00Random musings on AFSYesterday, I was at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">AFS</span> Malaysia <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">pre</span>-departure orientation camp for the participants of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">YP</span> 2009/2010. Being at the camp made me nostalgic and reminded me of my own <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">pre</span>-departure orientation camp back in December 2006. I still remember how excited I was back then about being selected to go on the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">AFS</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">YP</span> to Germany. I still remember how I bombarded my facilitators with all sorts of questions as I sought to prepare myself as well as possible before I left Malaysia. Yesterday, it was my turn to be a facilitator, my turn to answer questions, my turn to tell stories and share experiences. It was really nice to get to meet all the students who are going to leave Malaysia soon. Oh how they reminded me of myself and my friends before we left Malaysia for our exchange year abroad.....<br /><br />My facilitators at my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">pre</span>-departure camp taught me quite <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">abit</span>, but perhaps the most important thing they told me was to "expect the unexpected". Back then, I thought that was plain hogwash. How can you possibly "expect the unexpected" I thought? I believed I had my exchange year all planned out and that it would turn out exactly as I had expected. I realize now that it was quite arrogant of me to think that way. Time would prove just how right my facilitators were. How my exchange year ultimately turned out was indeed unexpected, but it was better so, because my exchange year ended up becoming the best year of my life so far :D It was the most profound experience I ever had and alas I know I will never experience anything like it ever again :( But the memories I have and the friends and people I came to know and love I will cherish for life :)<br /><br />Not a day goes by when I do not think of my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">AFS</span> experience and the friends and people I shared it with. This past week, the nostalgia has been hitting me particularly hard though. Maybe it's because Christmas is coming up and it's normal to think of one's loved ones during festive periods. Gosh I do miss the German Christmas markets, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Lebkuchen</span>, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Gluehwein</span>(oh how it warms the body on those cold winter nights), the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">wuerstchen</span> ...... But more than all these physical trappings of Christmas in Germany, I miss the people I shared my Advent and Christmas with last year. Oh how my heart aches with longing at times for the friends and people I knew ...... At times I wonder if they also think of me as much as I think of them. I guess they do though as many <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">AFS</span> returnees rate their <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">AFS</span> experience as the best experience of their lives.<br /><br />Gosh I can't believe just how much I have ranted.<br /><br />Anyway, I would like to end with a quote from Albert Schweitzer, which is my favourite German quote.<br /><br /><em>„<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Das</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">einzig</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Wichtige</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">im</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Leben</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">sind</span> die <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Spuren</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">von</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Liebe</span>, die <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">wir</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">hinterlassen</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">wenn</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">wir</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">weggehen</span>.“ </em><br /><em></em><br />I hope I did not bore anyone with my rant, which is a departure from my normal more intellectual musings.<br /><br />To all the participants of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">AFS</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">YP</span> 2009/2010, I hope that I contributed to your preparations for your exchange year. I wish you all the best and hope that you will have an amazing experience. I'm already looking forward to your return and can't wait to hear the stories that you all will have to share then ;) And to anyone who is applying to be a participant of an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">AFS</span> program next year, I wish you good luck and all the best and hope that you will be successful in your application.Senhor Diferentehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13365687220593774013noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-85299906358659572532008-12-11T21:42:00.008+08:002008-12-15T23:48:11.423+08:00assets, raided. ;)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinufZjEWzOUnwJ-XmYNxubndbX2DO07v_E5M39CYB_3Bx5uT6J2hxMK6TbeCK09atj4vXvtN7O27c4E0GuLJJY6EQPW-uZpWwFtcDGECXoq_FGGt8j6Rbq7AJVJ_HLtUZ_mS4SjtQuULNE/s1600-h/300px-TombRaiderUnderworld.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinufZjEWzOUnwJ-XmYNxubndbX2DO07v_E5M39CYB_3Bx5uT6J2hxMK6TbeCK09atj4vXvtN7O27c4E0GuLJJY6EQPW-uZpWwFtcDGECXoq_FGGt8j6Rbq7AJVJ_HLtUZ_mS4SjtQuULNE/s320/300px-TombRaiderUnderworld.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278532556148866354" border="0" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span>Holy cow. Someone MUST get me tomb raider underworld for Christmas. *cough* DAD *cough* Original or not. I tell you, it’s more than the cool graphics, the heart attack moments, the mythological storyline, and Lara Croft’s captivating bosom. It’s all of those and more. :pD.S.Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13357340093291336803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-83473827185132689912008-12-09T12:10:00.001+08:002008-12-09T12:14:41.557+08:00STORY BEHIND YOUR DATE OF BIRTH =.="<span style="color:#ffccff;">If U were born on the 1st, 10th, 19th, 28th of any month U r number 1....<br />If U were born on the 2nd, 11th, 20th, 29th of any month then U r number 2...<br />If U were born on the 3rd, 12th, 21st, 30th of any month then U r number 3...<br />If U were born on the 4th, 13th, 22nd, 31st of any month then U r number 4...<br />If U were born on the 5th, 14th, 23rd of any month then U r number 5...<br />If U were born on the 6th,15th,24th of any month then U r number 6...<br />If U were born on the 7th,16th,25th of any month then U r number 7...<br />If U were born on the 8th,17th,26th of any month then U r number 8...<br />If U were born on the 9th,18th,27th of any month then U r number 9...<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Number 1<br /></span><span style="color:#ffcc33;">You are smart, straight talking, funny, stubborn, hardworking, honest, Jealous on competing basis, kind hearted, angry, friendly, authorities, Famous person...always want to be and regarded as first on people Position, they are often like to be independent, will never be under Others, self confident people!<br />You are most likely to fall in love in the younger age, but will get Marry when you mature! You are likely to have problems with people who have opposite views And you are most likely to take revenge over your Enemies in a long time basis. You are a spender, but you will have a good profession in the future. If you are guy you will be very popular that everybody will have mental attraction and respect at you. You can go anywhere from the local shop to the heart of the parliament because you are positive and Well talented in numerous issues!! But in your life you will always have some people who will work hard To bring you & your name down. This is undercover!! Coz of your smart behavior you will be hated by some People too...<br />Your family life is very cool, you will have a very nice partner & Wonderful children... You are pioneer, independent & original...<br />Your best match is 4,6,8 good match is 3,5,7 !!!<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Number 2<br /></span><span style="color:#99ff99;">No matter what, you will be loved by every one coz your ruler is the Moon and every one loves the Moon. Well.. You are a person who day dream a lot, You have very low-self confidence, you need back up for every move in your life, you Are very much unpredictable. Means you do change according to time and circumstances, Kind a selfish, have a very strong sense of musical, artistic talent, verbal communication. Your attitudes are like the Moon, comes to gloom and fade away so everybody can expect Changes in you. You can be a next Mahatma Gandhi who does peace love or you can be a Hitler who wants to destroy the man kind and peace (I mean in the community and your own home).<br />If you really have a deep thought about your own believe in God you can Feel the difference which will make you stronger! Most of the time your Words are a kind of would be happening true! So without any knowledge You can predict the situation. You will become poets, writers, any Artistic business people!<br />You are not strong in love, so you will be there and here till you get Marry.. If U r a girl you will be a responsible woman in the whole Family. If U r a man you will involve in fights & arguments in the family or Vice-versa. Means you will sacrifice your life for the goodness sake of Your family...You are gentle , intuitive with a broad vision, a power Behind the scenes, well balanced People!!!<br />Your best match is 2 ,5 ,9 no other people can put up with you !!!<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Number 3</span><br /><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">You are a person of hard hearted, selfish most of the times, religious, Loves to climb up in your life. You always tend to have lots of problems Within your family in the early stages but you will put up with everything.. You have the strong word power, pretty happy face.. So wherever you go always You have got what you wanted!!! And from the birth always wanted to work hard in order To achieve something.. You will not get Anything without hard work! When you reach a man/ woman age you want other younger Once to listen to you because you want younger people to respect people older than them. You do set so many examples to others. Generally you are not a cool person. It's not easy thing dealing with you. A tough player you are! But once you like someone's attitud! e then here you go, what can I say? It will be a lasting friendship. You always have respect from others. Your life seems to have lots of worries and problems but sure they won't be long.. You will always have brilliant kids!!! You love the money a bit too much so temptation will push you to endless trying and trying.. If you are a guy then it's over. Looking after your family and help friends, so you will spend a life time just being generous and kind (except 21st born men). And number 3s you will be such an example of how to be in the culture & life!!! If you are girl then you have good character and culture & hardworking attitude. You always follow.. You are a freedom lover, creative, ambition focused, a person who brings beauty , hope & joy to this world!!!<br />Your best match 6 ,9. Good match 1 ,3 ,5 !!!<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Number 4</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">You are very stubborn too, very hard working but unlucky in important matters in life, very cool, helpful, you have rough word power.. Might put lots of people away from you, you may cause nuisance to others if you are a man, and you often understands others and their problems well. If you are a girl you are very good with studies and arts. If you are a guy you spend most of the time after girl friends (almost) at times, you will have sort of too much fun life with mates & girls. Your friends will spend your time & money and get away with their life and you will become empty handed and don't know what to do... So be careful!! You love to spend anyway!!! Your good will is you are always there to help family and friends. Tell you what you people are little gem! s, specially the girls.. You always fall in love in younger age as well. You often live with disappointments, for an exampleyou have got a degree in some thing... but you will be unemployed.. or will do very ordinary jobs.But you will take care of your family very well...All you need to be careful of people who will take advantage of your kind heart. And beware of your relations too.. You are radical, patient, persistent, a bit old-fashioned, you live with foundation & order...<br />Your best Match 1, 8. Good match 5 ,6 , 7 !!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Number 5</span><br /><span style="color:#993300;">You are very popular within the community, you can get things done by just chatting..to even enemies! You have a pretty good business mind, you are often have no-idea what is today is like, or tomorrow is like, you are a person who does anything when your head thinks "lets do this". You will be famous if you open up a business, get involve in share dealings, music etc.. Very popular with sense of humor ,you are the one your friends and families will always ask for help, and you are the one actually get money on credit and help your friends. You will have more than 1 relationship, but when u get settle down you will be a bit selfish anyway. Coz your other half will have a pretty good amount of control in you, be careful! You tend to go for other relationships! Contacts even you are married at times 'coz your popularity.. You are someone who get along with anyone coz the number 5 is the middle number.. Changes & freedom lovers you are! You are an explorer with magic on your face. You learn your life through experience and it's your best teacher!!!<br />Your best match 1 ,2 ,9. Good match 6 ,8 !!!<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Number 6</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Ooopppss..you are born to enjoy.. You don't care about others. I mean you are always want to enjoy your life time, you are a person.. You will be very good in either education or work wise or business management! You are talented, kind (but with only people who you think are nice), very beautiful girls and guys, popular and more than lucky with anything in your lives. All the goodness does come with you. Your mind and body is just made perfect for love. You are lovable by any other numbers. But if you are a number 6 man, you will experience kind of looks from most girls and will involve in more than few relationships until you get married. If you are girl, most of you will get marry/engaged early. You are ! a caring person towards your family & friends . If you miss the half-way mark then you are about to suffer physically and mentally. Generally you will lead a very good inner-home happiness with nothing short of. You are a person of compassion, comfort & fairness, domestic responsibility, good judgment, and after all you can heal this world wounds to make peace for every life coz you have the great power of caring talent to make this world of love one step further...<br />Your best match 1, 6, 9. Good match 4, 5!!!<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Number 7</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">You have got the attraction to anyone out there, you are realistic, very confident, happy, such a talented individual with your education, music, arts, singing, and most importantly acting too. You have real problems with bad temper! If you are a girl, you are popular with the subjects listed above. You give up things for your parents. I mean you value your family status a lot, you will be in the top rank when you reach a certain age. If you are a guy you are popular with girls, you are a very talented too. Most of the number 7s face lots of problems with their marriage life.Only a very few are happy. You have everything in your life, but still always number 7s have some sort of unfullfilness, such worries all their lifetime. It's probably the Lord given you al! l sort of over the standard humans talents and you are about to suffer in family life. So you need to get ready looking for a partner rather than waiting. If you don't, then you might end-up single. So take care with this issue, ok? You are wonderful, friendly, artistic, happy person.. You are born to contribute lots to this world!!!<br />Your best match is 2. Good matches are 1,4 !!!<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Number 8</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">You are a very strong personality, there's no one out there will understand you. You are very good at pointing your finger at some thing and say "this is what". You are more likely to suffer from the early ages. I mean poverty. If your times are not good you might lose either of your parent and end up looking after your entire family. You often suffer all the way in life. The problems will not allow you to study further, but you will learn the life in a very practical way. You are the one who will fight for justice and may die in the war too. You are normally very reserved with handful of friends and most of the time live life lonely and always prepared to help others. Well. once you get married (which is often late) then your bad lucks will go away a bit and you! u become safe. You will face un-expected problems such as : the error, government, poisonous animals, accidents. You are some one with great discipline, persistence, courage, strength which will take you to success. You are a great part of a family team. You are a fighter!<br />Your Best match 1 ,4, 8. Good match 5 !!!<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Number 9</span><br /><span style="color:#ccccff;">Hey....you guys are the incompatibles people in the world. You are so strong, physically and mentally... You are often have big-aims. You will work hard and hard to get there. Normally you suffer in the early age from family problems and generally you will have fighting life.. But when you achieve what you have done, it's always a big task you have done! You are so much respected in the community, you are a person who can make a challenge and successfully finish the matter off. You are very naughty in your younger age, often beaten up by your parents and involve in fights and you seemed to have lots of injuries in your life time. But when u grow you become calm and macho type. Love is not an easy matter for you. You are good in engineering or banking jobs coz people always trust you. Your family life is very good, but will have worries over your children. Your such qualities are humanitarian, patient, very wise & compassionate. You are born to achieve targets and serve every one all equally without any prejudice. You are totally a role model to anybody in the world for a great inspiration.<br />Your Best match 3, 5, 6, 9. Good match 2</span>yingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02106862696087946854noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-6218739541699967972008-12-04T13:08:00.010+08:002008-12-04T23:47:31.703+08:00come put a cherry on top of my cunty day!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg86v-Jhg0JqWLqP7PJUEKGnHv0H69Vb0dbsIyc87bOgzbPM6XUAgpJSUeR4D0qdB9MM4XZUuGArDQhJbnt3iRycb94xScckmO-uAQ7auWmxkh8pqsBZalkhWR333mOMkhSN1QGS0o07r89/s1600-h/600px-Cherry_Stella4441.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg86v-Jhg0JqWLqP7PJUEKGnHv0H69Vb0dbsIyc87bOgzbPM6XUAgpJSUeR4D0qdB9MM4XZUuGArDQhJbnt3iRycb94xScckmO-uAQ7auWmxkh8pqsBZalkhWR333mOMkhSN1QGS0o07r89/s320/600px-Cherry_Stella4441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275810009194730322" border="0" /></a>i bet my shower cap that's fake.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;">i'm fast becoming the resident no-life blogger here. yings n JT; post up something! hmm lucky JG got post something, makes me look less pathetic.<br /><br />well, yesterday turned up to be the ultimate mahdereffin prime example of a classic horrid bad day. the 3rd of dec 2008 goes down in 'mystory' as the most precise definition of a sucky sucky suck suck day. a whole lotta communication breakdown, plus genial bad timing, a sprinkle of shit and its tendency to always happen, and not to forget Lady Luck was having her time of her month.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">well theres no way i can describe what happened without offending quite a number of ppl. best to play safe when it comes to things like blogging n all. sure, some might say "go ahead. say it. be honest. i can take it. i won't hold grudges. (i'll just bitch-talk bout you behind ur back and lick ur spoons before i give it to u)". why, who gives a damn bout them. i'm more concerned with me being a moral trash here.<br /><br />cut the long story into a picture, this one perfectly described how i felt yesterday.<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggpMhCFBIDAGkOFKqWhy0kLBM5df2rP9FEv8B__DZ5vBu3gdww-PK65UL7WicBI59xOyX4zG15AMLI39yKkP7tE_3bFYSupqbee40pISvqDuoopdMqU4PIkJzijUVCL6W9VJDZcGLjhgr8/s1600-h/we-all-have-cunty-days.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggpMhCFBIDAGkOFKqWhy0kLBM5df2rP9FEv8B__DZ5vBu3gdww-PK65UL7WicBI59xOyX4zG15AMLI39yKkP7tE_3bFYSupqbee40pISvqDuoopdMqU4PIkJzijUVCL6W9VJDZcGLjhgr8/s320/we-all-have-cunty-days.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275813002908032850" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">apparently i wasnt the only one blogging bout my dick of a day. more than that, i was the Palin to his Obama of a day.<br /><br />read this: <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">http://simplelifeofmin3.blogspot.com/2008/12/wat-hell.html</span><br /><br />ah im sori wee sheong. no point trying to explain myself, really. so many things are beyond my control. ah but lucky you've forgiven me. =D (i think n i sure do hope)<br /><br />hmm ur concerned friend made me sound like a total jackass though. no fair. i do hv a very good track record as the member who gives a shit about school projects. since primary. *sob*<br /><br />but seriously, i DID noticed everyone is pretty tipsy and bitchy lately. from my F6 classmates to my RM-30000-A-levels/RM 18000-SAMS friends. mum n dad. you two are included too. why o why o why? our egos are overrated. and if this keeps up some unnecessary drama scenes are bound to happen sooner or later.<br /><br />well, enough of ranting. here's something for y'all.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTNPkUhIvg7kT5Yvt-I-K6cV4D2mOdnY_nBOcMAfoKeWMhyphenhyphenBAQYhNiGhyXXvkK2IAIcM7gyhNwzyujL8mJCFD-I1OXUCtIEYB-vIvMOi72vESthK72M0t4HSCBCRcEE7ZQBdOYJ07tNQt0/s1600-h/tellin-people-to-exercise.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTNPkUhIvg7kT5Yvt-I-K6cV4D2mOdnY_nBOcMAfoKeWMhyphenhyphenBAQYhNiGhyXXvkK2IAIcM7gyhNwzyujL8mJCFD-I1OXUCtIEYB-vIvMOi72vESthK72M0t4HSCBCRcEE7ZQBdOYJ07tNQt0/s400/tellin-people-to-exercise.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275819218597275250" border="0" /></a><br /></div></div>D.S.Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13357340093291336803noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-13750694238235653512008-12-04T09:43:00.004+08:002008-12-04T09:49:03.323+08:00Reh-mind-dear....<span style="color:#ccccff;"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Sorry, but I have to remind the certain individuals again...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">Please give me your addresses ASAP...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">It's seriously important before I leave...(To somewhere anonymous & unimportant)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">If you think it's horrible, terrible, vegetable to leave your addresses in this blog..</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">Please privately send your full address to my email...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">It's really important....I mean it...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">There's a lot of preparations to be done for this surprise...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#333333;"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">Hint: The surprise may include somethings such as...strippers...serial killers...Just ask Chester...I think he could have some better idea about it...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">But do not take it seriously...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">That's a precaution...</span></strong></span>Julianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09140597232840817005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-45847657912200763162008-12-01T21:18:00.004+08:002008-12-02T00:26:56.266+08:00i'm only here for the punchable tofu cheeks.<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">i worked for 5 days at a kiddy camp in tadika diyana, located in tmn tun dr ismail, nxt to this mosque with a pao-shaped green roof (that's called a dome, rite? a dome with an, er, ice-cream end thingy).</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">workin at the camp only revalidates something i already suspect: i'm a paedo... hahahah just joking guys i'm not a sick mental bastard. i'm not into kids, only cats. hahah jk again. okay that was a really bad one. or bad two. ah shit. i officially lost my sense of humour. =(<br /><br />...that is, until i watched rhon's version of her male cibai-meowmeow-wawa Xmas elves edition; starring JT, JG, roy, yings n me! =D DAMN FRIGGIN' FUNNY!! ah... now i got my sense of humour back. thnks rhon!<br /><br />geez i'm rambling like my dad here. why do i even expect u guys to be interested in wat im writing when i dont even give a toss bout wat im writing here. this blog needs a serious upgrade but at the mo all of us are too lazy to do it yet. u noe; camwhore, take pics, upload n then publish it on the blog. sangat malas lah. nanti lah.<br /><br />n by jolly gosh are kids cute/annoying/adorable! i hv to constantly stop myself from pinching their tofu cheeks/slappin the shit outta their loud mouths/goin 'awwww'.<br /><br />o darn im off.<br /></span>D.S.Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13357340093291336803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-51851725616840956472008-12-01T11:25:00.001+08:002008-12-01T11:27:22.828+08:00Simple Update...This is gonna be as the title suggests...<br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Firstly,</span> having trouble with this assistant business, so got a headache...<br /><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">Secondly,</span> yes, enjoying myself cc-ing...<br /><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">Thirdly,</span> looking at this post and wondering, I am so idiotic to even write this...<br /><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Lastly,</span> I require the full address of these few individuals, as it is supposed to be a surprise, the intention of knowing their address is confidential. However, do understand that by ignoring this notice, the surprise will not be sent to the individuals involved. Any dissatisfaction prior to the ignorance of this notice will not be entertained.<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Hence, it is wise to follow instructions...<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">*And please, I know most of your homes already...It's just that I want the full address...So, it's not about stalking...FYI...I'm not that gay...<br /></span><br />The list of Individuals...<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Kang Wee Sheong<br />Chester Chin<br />Grace Chia<br />Nigel Lim<br />Chin Pik Kei<br />Jeremy Than<br />Roy<br />Lim Hui Leng<br />Madeliene<br />Julian T.<br />Wong Kim Yoong<br />Ying Soon<br />Rhonwyn<br /></span><br />As such, I repeat, <span style="color:#ff0000;">ignorance of this notice will result in regret of the particular matter</span>. Take my words for it...Julianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09140597232840817005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628046146375490598.post-22724548705968250592008-11-27T00:18:00.007+08:002008-11-27T23:42:53.117+08:00Reflections on Advent<span style="font-family:times new roman;">In keeping with the random theme of this blog, I have decided to post some of my personal reflections on the coming season of Advent. </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">This Sunday, the 30<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> of November, is the First Sunday of Advent, and marks the start of a new Catholic Liturgical Year. </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Advent is derived from the Latin "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Adventus</span>", which means "coming" or "arrival". Advent is a season when Catholics are encouraged to prepare themselves for Christmas, when we celebrate the anniversary of the birth of Christ. Advent is also a time for Catholics to reflect on our own lives and how prepared are we for the Second Coming of Christ, of which we know not the hour. </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">As I prepare to enter the season of Advent, I am once again wrestling with various doubts and questions about my life and my own faith. What does Jesus Christ really mean to me? Does the miracle of the Incarnation and Birth of Christ really matter to me? Have I lived my life like how a Christian should, or have I become lost along the way, blinded by my pride and my ambition?</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">As part of my preparation for Christmas, I will try to reflect more deeply on the Gospel Readings for the Advent Sundays. The reading for the first Sunday of Advent is taken from Mark 13:33-37. The reading uses the analogy of a master who has gone away on a journey and left his servants in charge of the house to exhort Christians to be watchful and always prepared, for we know not the hour when the master shall return. "<em>Therefore keep watch because you do not know when the owner of the house will come back</em>" " <em>If he comes suddenly, do not let him find you sleeping</em>" Far too often in my life, I have fallen asleep. Far too often, especially of late, I have neglected my duties to God and neighbour. This Gospel reading is indeed a timely wake up call for me, to strive to improve myself and my life so that when the master returns, he shall find me prepared to welcome him.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">I shall end this post with a verse from a German Advent Hymn: </span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">"<em><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Wir</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">sagen</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">euch</span> an den <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">lieben</span> Advent. </em></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Sehet</span> die <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">erste</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Kerze</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Brennt</span>.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Wir</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">sagen</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">euch</span> an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">eine</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">heilige</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Zeit</span>.</span></em><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><em><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Machet</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">dem</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Herrn</span> die <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Wege</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">bereit</span></em>"</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span>Senhor Diferentehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13365687220593774013noreply@blogger.com3