<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:33:06.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mok-elodeon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-3912609140520930273</id><published>2009-08-13T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T00:29:59.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Babbling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woot!!! Finally got time to blog. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to blog before the semester starts but was down with fever... Sigh... Couldn't do anything but sleep, and sleep, and sleep, till the extent I think I've slept a bit too much that I started to feel dizzy when I stood up. And so I couldn't follow the rest to zoo. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I've pretty much fully recovered by now already, despite the fact that everyone thinks I'm still sick and looked pale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The semester has finally started. It was actually something I've been looking forward to since I'm kinda sick of doing nothing and thinking what to do and where to go to kill time. Hey, it's not like I have a choice right, since I don't get to stay in halls where they have activities and stuff. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK back to business. Had my first lecture on Tuesday. 3 lectures in a day, it was pretty hectic I think. Going to lectures is something pretty different than going to classes back in high school. For one, I'm not used to having classes with so many new faces. Seriously, I miss the time back in high school where I could just turn to the side/in front/behind and start talking crap with my friends when the teacher is teaching in front. &lt;s&gt;Oh, the best part is definitely disturbing the others when they were trying to concentrate on studies.&lt;/s&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's just a matter of time before I would get used to attending lectures. OK scratch that, it's all part of being independent so yeah, I really had to get used to doing everything on my own one day. A day when I could shout out loud 'MERDEKAAAAA!!!' and declare my own Independence Day like Malaysia and Singapore~~~!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*dramatic* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt;... That's really something difficult for someone who can't even decide what modules to bid for and what CCAs to join right? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think after 7 months of vacation, I'm having a hard time getting my study mood back. I still find myself quite carefree despite the packed timetable. Didn't even bother to do revision even though I have doubts during lectures. Sigh... If this continues, I'm not sure whether I could even survive the mid-term test. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to blog about already, definitely not about orientation as I'm &lt;s&gt;quite lazy&lt;/s&gt; saving it for the next time. In fact it's all random and pointless babbling. Sigh... Probably because I've been skipping dinner for the past 2 days and compensated by going for supper until the wee hours of the morning. Oh just yesterday, went out with a bunch of over enthusiastic people, walked all the way to SRC for half an hour just to watch meteor shower, and ended up in disappointment. -.- My nocturnal activities are not doing any good to my brain. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK seriously gotta find something to eat. I...need...food...!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*crawls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-3912609140520930273?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/3912609140520930273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-babbling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/3912609140520930273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/3912609140520930273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-babbling.html' title='Random Babbling'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-420729989610248757</id><published>2009-07-21T15:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:57:15.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Fried Salty Pastry Rocks!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a week I've settled down in NUS. So far so good I guess, quite an achievement for someone who has never been staying alone for more than say... 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite a hectic week. Busy with orientations, admin stuff, getting to know new faces, getting around Singapore and etc etc... Till the extent I couldn't get things done. It's bad enough that I'm obviously sleep deprived for the past week, which is hard to come by during the holiday, I even missed out 2 WOEs in a row. Imagine myself not going for the most happening event in RO. WTF??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get it, it might not necessarily be a bad thing. Trust me, you might not even be &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;slightly &lt;/span&gt;interested. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK back to the orientation. This orientation is actually organized by the NUS Malaysian Student League (MSL), and is called the University Freshmen Orientation (UFO). Basically it's just like a camp and it's not really helping in getting us mentally prepared for the semester. XD All we've been doing is just having fun, and more fun. So naturally the holiday mood just kept sinking in, instead of fading away. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swt&lt;/span&gt;... But it's all nice, I mean, it's what orientation should be. In fact I enjoyed myself very much for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all separated to 6 Orientation Groups (OG) &lt;s&gt;with funny names&lt;/s&gt; led by 2 seniors. It was fun to get along with all the members, despite we've just known each other for a week only. We went out together, had meals together, and talked crap together. Practically we did everything together. Well, except sleeping and the 'toilet' part. But you get my point right? Almost everyday our activities started before 9am and ended after 12am so we kinda spent most of our time together. And there are a few times we decided to go for supper despite all being tired, 'sticky' and 'slimy' after all the activities. Like yesterday we only came back at 4am after the supper. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... how not to be sleep deprived?? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah btw, presenting my OG... the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ham Chin Peng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SmWLIJY874I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Ufquh7pKc58/s1600-h/DSCF3241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SmWLIJY874I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Ufquh7pKc58/s320/DSCF3241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360843903530233730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Told you the OGs have funny names XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes we actually took a photo in front of a stall selling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ham Chin Peng&lt;/span&gt;. And we bought some to eat. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shall update on the orientation once I got the photos. Stay tuned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Btw... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ham Chin Peng&lt;/span&gt; rocksss!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS : Sounds wrong... Awfully wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-420729989610248757?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/420729989610248757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/07/deep-fried-salty-pastry-rocks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/420729989610248757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/420729989610248757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/07/deep-fried-salty-pastry-rocks.html' title='Deep Fried Salty Pastry Rocks!!!'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SmWLIJY874I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Ufquh7pKc58/s72-c/DSCF3241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-6116760701897902923</id><published>2009-07-14T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T15:55:32.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touched Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FINALLYYYYY with a capital 'F' and infinite 'Y', I've finally landed myself in Singapore. Phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure is a long journey man... 1 and a half year of brain wrecking and emotionally torturing exams, then take a 180 degree turn - almost 7 months slacking off &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ala&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;s&gt;couch&lt;/s&gt; computer desk potato, now I found myself adapting to a new lifestyle. It all seems so surreal. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive the long hiatus, but since I was gonna leave for Singapore, might as well dump everything including blogging and enjoy playing RO and going out for gatherings. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always been just a thought studying in NUS, living on-campus, situating in a foreign land where you're away from your family for such an extended period and that just about everyone you see is a new face. It was both thrilling and worrying. Now that the real deal is here, it's actually quite an experience, and good for me, it's a damn good one. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(OK too soon to tell... WAYY too soon to tell... )&lt;/span&gt; Don't really have to worry much so far, just enjoying the activities and making new friends, before the semester starts that is. Well, maybe worry about how to do all the cleaning and stuff. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I've settled down in my residence, the Prince George's Park residences. The room was quite alright, and it's not really as small as that impression given by everyone. In fact I'm quite satisfied with the room. You know... smaller room = less cleaning. XD And the exterior of the residence, it's really impressive. Like high-end condos and stuff. Maybe I'll take photos of it after I get a camera or a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the cluster I'm staying currently... is sooo unoccupied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact I'm the only resident in that 15 rooms... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*wind blows*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO yeah... No neighbours... no one... all by myself... alone, a lone loner... all by himself... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*leaf flew by*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so gonna apply to stay in hall for the next semester. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's OK, I got the bathroom all to myself. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've got to know a few people, well just a few. Just couldn't remember all of their names. Seniors were all very helpful and friendly, all of them had actually stayed throughout their semester break just to organize this orientation for the freshies, even by means of forking out their own money to pay for the accomodation and other living expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of living expenses... Sighh it's really bothering me alot that I have to pay extra for the same thing I could get back home, and better ones for the food. I've been keeping track of every dolar and cent I've spent for the day, converting the price to RM, and making my own ledger. -.-'' Life sure is hard when the money you have has been depreciated by 2.5 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's time to clean my room and unpack my luggage. Shall blog again soon. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-6116760701897902923?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/6116760701897902923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/07/touched-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/6116760701897902923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/6116760701897902923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/07/touched-down.html' title='Touched Down'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-5175173131232165579</id><published>2009-06-19T01:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T03:05:27.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In and Out of Lion's Den XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello world! :D I've finally decided to make an update. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, my father had abruptly decided to go Singapore the next day to clarify some stuff in NUS. Yeah the next day. -.-'' We have talked about going to Singapore sooner or later but I didn't expect it to be THAT sudden. Didn't even get to plan our journey, what and what-not. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I kinda look forward to going to Singapore cause this is officially the first time I got out of the country. Well maybe not... I was told that I HAD been to Hong Kong and Singapore say... 20 years ago? Yeah before I was born. -.-'' But never mind that, this shall be the first time I'm leaving Malaysia. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy oh boy... I tell you it's like a freaking vacation goes all haywire. -.- Woke up at 6.30am to get ready to leave the house... Then drove ALL the way from KL to JB. With just only 4 hours of sleep cause &lt;s&gt;went home at 2.30am from a yumcha session with the guys the night before&lt;/s&gt; uhh... I mean the mosquitoes, I just can't help getting myself knocked out in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey lasted for about 4 hours, of which I'd driven for 2 hours after my dad couldn't take it anymore. XD We parked our car in JB and my dad's friend picked us up to Singapore after treating us lunch. His car damn nice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wey&lt;/span&gt;... One heck of a rich uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK back to the trip... It was the first time I've gone through the custom and I must say... it was pretty cool. I mean it would be fun, I think, when the custom officers go through your passport, then look at you and you started to act suspicious and all. Like in the movie, you're smuggling something over. XD Of course I didn't do that. Was busy looking around and filling up forms and stuffs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached NUS it was already 2pm. So the uncle dropped us in NUS then we proceeded to the Student Service Centre to get our doubts clarified. My plan to visit the campus failed totally cause we still gotta make our way to the bank to ask about the TFL. Even so, we had barely made it before the bank closes. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and I didn't even take a single photo during the whole trip. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's roughly about the trip. After the whole ask-around stuffs, we took the MRT to the uncle's office and waited there for a few hours for him to complete his stuff. He treated us again, for dinner and sending us back to JB. Haha really thank him for that. :D But geez... that few hours got me really anxious as I felt it was a total waste of time sitting there and doing nothing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that night we drove for another 4 hours and reached home at 2am. -___-'' Basically I think it's a VERY unproductive day. Didn't even get to visit around. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still got a rough idea about how Singapore is and stuff. It's nothing much different than Malaysia, just that it's more organized and obviously clean. The services are good, be it in the bank, the uni, the MRT station, taxi drivers, even in the food court, I think it's WAY better than most of them we had in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BOLEH&lt;/span&gt;-land. But everything comes with a price... Just about everything is more expensive. Staying here for a week or two probably won't hurt much but anytime longer than that is definitely gonna be a burden. -.-'' Still... I got a feeling I would enjoy my stay here. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well perhaps it's a bit too soon to judge. Hoho... can't wait to go there again. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;PS : Oooo UPU would be out tomorrow! Technically it's today but oh well... Probably I'll stick to NUS but... Sigh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-5175173131232165579?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/5175173131232165579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-and-out-of-lions-den-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/5175173131232165579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/5175173131232165579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-and-out-of-lions-den-xd.html' title='In and Out of Lion&apos;s Den XD'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-7409781679611882248</id><published>2009-05-28T13:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:38:28.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:B</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YES It's finally happening!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this to happen for a whole two years. TWO freaking years... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I'm not talking about MU losing to Barcelona. It's not like I care anyway. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally free from the annoying little metal foreign object in my mouth. T_T Like seriously, it's like, I don't know, seriously the best thing ever happened this year, like you know, SERIOUSLY. T_T OK maybe after the end of STPM. But still...!!! It's still like seriously, the second best thing ever happened, like, SERIOUSLY...!!! OK I gotta stop using that, like seriously. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you still don't know what I was babbling about, I'm talking about taking off my braces. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... It feels good to be able to lick the teeth without any obstruction after 2 years. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's taken off, it really saved me a lot of troubles and all, especially when and after having a meal. -.-'' Gotta be really careful or else the bracket may come off, and worse still, some embarrassing moment, if you know what I mean. -.-'' But I got my teeth straighten free of charge so no complaints there. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, now I gotta wear a retainer, and it's a hell luva worse than wearing braces. I couldn't even speak properly when I'm wearing it, it's like talking with your mouth stuffed. And it doesn't fit me properly, so it's hurting my gum badly. Gotta wait until July to get it fix on my next appointment. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I'm gonna fully utilize my teeth, eat however and whatever I want, smile nicely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ala&lt;/span&gt; air steward and showing off my teeth excessively &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which explains the title)&lt;/span&gt;. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I was kidding about the last part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better go get a mirror and practise my smile. :P Ciao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-7409781679611882248?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/7409781679611882248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/05/b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/7409781679611882248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/7409781679611882248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/05/b.html' title=':B'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-8012060839483140095</id><published>2009-05-24T22:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:16:25.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday is Fun, Should be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OK seriously, there are lots of stuff I wanted to blog about but when I really got to sit down in front of the computer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which is virtually the only thing I'm doing most of the time)&lt;/span&gt;, I just couldn't resist going online and into a killing frenzy in RO until my eyes couldn't take it anymore. Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, after Iko's unfortunate accident, Rob's brand NEW 3-week old car got into an accident a few days later. -.-'' Then my cousin got into an accident as well, which later turned into some kind of blackmailing from the other party asking for a rather unreasonable compensation. THEN my uncle &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulak&lt;/span&gt; was robbed in broad daylight by an Indian fella asking for a lift to the police station cause he got into an accident. The bugger took a few hundreds ringgit and left only a punch on my uncle's face. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... Is this bad luck or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OK anyway, it's been almost half a year since STPM last paper, so I kinda got used of the holiday I'm having now. And frankly, even though I don't do much except RO-ing most of the days, slacking off, hanging out occasionally, and sleeping whenever I feel like, at the oddest hours you could think of, I seriously am STILL enjoying this kind of, what I would call, a 'schedule'. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure, school was fun, I would miss school life alot, and working is not too shabby either &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(OK I probably judged too soon considering that I've only worked for 5 days)&lt;/span&gt;, but it's the free time that gave me the freedom and determination &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(out of frustration for getting too bored sometimes)&lt;/span&gt; to just do as I please, without any restriction due to time constraint, and do some contemplations, you know like, wondering why the sky is blue, why my cousin sister just won't stop throwing tantrums, how to shut her up, and why the hell is it so fiery hot nowadays &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(no pun intended)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's not as bad as people thought it would be, spending your holiday this way. I mean, you don't get this kind of opportunity often once your uni starts, no? It's probably not gonna do much good to me, maybe. But if that's what I enjoy doing, why not? &lt;s&gt;Especially RO.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self conscience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I know it's a waste of time, but just lemmi waste the rest of the holiday in peace since I've already gone this far. T.T&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's wrong... Even my conscience is bugging me all the time. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, uni's gonna start soon for all of us, and some even had started to settle down and get ready for their uni. That's another post for another day when I had the urge to pour out random thoughts of mine again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phew&lt;/span&gt;... It feels good to write an ass long entry and just let your thoughts flow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-8012060839483140095?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/8012060839483140095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday-is-fun-should-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8012060839483140095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8012060839483140095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday-is-fun-should-be.html' title='Holiday is Fun, Should be...'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-4577750704285997751</id><published>2009-05-11T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:21:55.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventurous Yumcha Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It all started with the usual &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yumcha&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'blowing water'&lt;/span&gt; session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and ended up in a not-so-usual way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I went to the Teo Chew porridge shop not far away from my house with CK, Rob and Iko, a friend whom we got to know in RO. You know, just to talk crap and grab something to bite on. We enjoyed our food, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yada yada&lt;/span&gt; for 2 hours plus then we bid each other farewell and prepared to leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I went into the car and closed the door behind, then there's a loud thud and it shook everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and no it wasn't because I slammed the door too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kinda knew what happened... accident as per usual. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Takkan&lt;/span&gt; someone else in the vicinity slammed the car door so hard right? It was already 2.30 in the morning and I was eager to get some sleep so I didn't bother to find out the situation and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it certainly didn't occur to me that it was Iko who got into the accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CK and Rob got out of the car so I followed suit. We saw her car stopped by the side of the road, then a motorbike skidded to the other side of the road, and small pieces of metal and plastic fragments scattered all over the road, probably from the bike. Before we could get to her car, there were already many random passers-by gathering around her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a workshop agent or something handling Iko a form to claim insurance and all that. So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngam&lt;/span&gt; 1. -.-'' Anyway, the biker was fortunately suffered only a minor injury on his arm and Iko escaped unscathed. The biker insisted it was Iko's fault while she was still dazed by how fast things unfolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Malay guys tried to calm the biker down for fear he might start a fight or something. In the end we all decided that it's best to make a police report, and they asked me to drive her Myvi. It was my first time driving a Myvi and plus, the side mirror was ripped off on impact with the bike, so it was kinda awkward but I made it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent another 1 hour or so to settle everything in the police station. After that, Iko sent her car to the agent's workshop while CK asked me to drive his car home so yeah, I drove a Honda Civic for the first time on that day as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...of which he drove it back after fetching me home of course. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite an 'adventure' that night. Everything happened so fast and till now I still have no idea who's at fault. Iko's car was already steered straight ahead and moving forward after she reversed her car out of the parking lot. Plus you know some bikers right? Like to swerve left and right, in and out of lanes at high speed. It was pretty obvious that it's the biker's fault right? But I'll never know since I didn't witness everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed at how calm she was throughout the whole thing. Somemore can joke around, after her car was scratched and dented like that. O_O Gotta give her credits for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so that's the first time I've been indirectly involved in an accident and made a police report, driven a Myvi and a Honda Civic, and slept at 6am. Quite an adventure. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-4577750704285997751?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/4577750704285997751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/05/adventurous-yumcha-session.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/4577750704285997751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/4577750704285997751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/05/adventurous-yumcha-session.html' title='Adventurous Yumcha Session'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-6925968700479870359</id><published>2009-04-28T20:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T12:47:37.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech Day 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Again, for two weeks I've stopped updating my blog. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I must be more religious in updating or else there would be another dying blog on the network. ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Saturday was the day I attended my last Speech Day. Sigh, how time flies... I still could remember how excited I was when I received invitation to attend my first Speech Day back in secondary school. So excited that I had a hard time falling asleep a night before that. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just exaggerating. Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK back to Speech Day. I wasn't sure whether I was invited because I didn't receive any invitation. Heck I didn't even know there's one if it wasn't my friends told me. So I had to ask Joanna to help confirming, then only I knew I'm on the invited list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the day itself, as I opened the door when I was about to leave the house, the invitation card was right in front of me, in between the gate at the very last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my father decided to attend at the very last minute before we're leaving the house. Everything is at the very last minute. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, the ceremony was OK. The usual speeches, lining up to go on the stage to receive the awards, then performances and after that a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jamuan&lt;/span&gt; wraps up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that wraps up my post on Speech Day. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is that no photo for this post as my father didn't really know how to handle the camera so the photos of me receiving the award just showed a ghastly figure walking past the stage hastily. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this would be the last school event I took part in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-6925968700479870359?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/6925968700479870359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/6925968700479870359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/6925968700479870359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day-2009.html' title='Speech Day 2009'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-3553672236039905785</id><published>2009-04-15T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:44:23.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I was 10-20 feet above ground, I noticed my vision has become blur. OMG was it too high for me to handle? Was I having an illusion? Was I going to die? OMGOMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it hit me... I left my specs down there. -.- Apparently no eye wears were allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK it was definitely a lame attempt to create suspense. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesZDlQeeWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/2vM8Pjkw8js/s1600-h/DSC01054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesZDlQeeWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/2vM8Pjkw8js/s320/DSC01054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326378533627263330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so we survived the fall...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The ride didn't last long. And so did the thrill. It was fun for the first 2 seconds when it's falling. After that you would probably start wondering when will the ride ends. And the thing was, we thought at least we could get a good view of Genting on top, but the mist was too thick for us to see anything but the outline of the landscape. So it was quite a let down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perhaps we expected too much. Or perhaps we did too much of a warm up beforehand. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided that it's time for lunch, at 2pm something. Haha I guess we've lost track of time. But we suspected the camera was a bit faulty, so we did a little bit check up along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1kdEUrKVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/HeAQVh6Rg2s/s1600-h/battery+cherny+and+mok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1kdEUrKVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/HeAQVh6Rg2s/s320/battery+cherny+and+mok.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327024384788605266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe it's the battery, come on gimme more batteries...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We weren't experts so we sought help at the telephone booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1kdXm6wOI/AAAAAAAAAWc/JaayIh1_WaU/s1600-h/DSC01073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1kdXm6wOI/AAAAAAAAAWc/JaayIh1_WaU/s320/DSC01073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327024389965398242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It took 4 of us to make a phone call. And Hannah wanted to make an emergency call hence the photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boarded the bus to send the camera to the technician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1kdszenjI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Mlf0L0I2vTU/s1600-h/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1kdszenjI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Mlf0L0I2vTU/s320/DSC01075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327024395655224882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was crowded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in a rush and a bit clumsy so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1qezm_c-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/Kyk-nzzHS0g/s1600-h/DSC01090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1qezm_c-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/Kyk-nzzHS0g/s320/DSC01090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327031011731534818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...we had a minor set back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We dealt with it anyway. But something else happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1kd1RoDbI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PuKLB_nJERw/s1600-h/DSC01088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1kd1RoDbI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PuKLB_nJERw/s320/DSC01088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327024397929156018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our technician was an elephant and it dropped our camera into the wishing well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was shocked and didn't know what to do. So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1keBPEWjI/AAAAAAAAAW0/beu5iMf6bTw/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1keBPEWjI/AAAAAAAAAW0/beu5iMf6bTw/s320/DSC01089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327024401139653170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man, am I a story teller or what? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so we headed to Pizza Hut for lunch. Again this was the first time I've been to Pizza Hut. -.- Sigh I know... What am I? Living on a tree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1qfZJg3pI/AAAAAAAAAXE/VBYyGqrPVYw/s1600-h/DSC01095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1qfZJg3pI/AAAAAAAAAXE/VBYyGqrPVYw/s320/DSC01095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327031021808443026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Censored and scrutinizing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1qfsGZFCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/HO6XaWTV1eI/s1600-h/DSC01097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1qfsGZFCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/HO6XaWTV1eI/s320/DSC01097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327031026895623202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Robson was too hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1qf-KyONI/AAAAAAAAAXU/1IKDt28ltzc/s1600-h/DSC01099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1qf-KyONI/AAAAAAAAAXU/1IKDt28ltzc/s320/DSC01099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327031031745886418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;CC-Mok Rasengan &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had enough of outdoor rides, so we headed for the indoor ones after the meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1qgEDZiAI/AAAAAAAAAXc/o_UwAGbRg-s/s1600-h/DSC01107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1qgEDZiAI/AAAAAAAAAXc/o_UwAGbRg-s/s320/DSC01107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327031033325520898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Queuing up for the ride into an artificial mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1yNF1NrbI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uPvCzyiApTM/s1600-h/DSC01108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1yNF1NrbI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uPvCzyiApTM/s320/DSC01108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327039503478402482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woah...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we went for the log flume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1yNctjWMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/D8CZXe2rR0w/s1600-h/DSC01132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1yNctjWMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/D8CZXe2rR0w/s320/DSC01132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327039509620283586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Testing 1 2 3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was told that by sitting in the middle you would get less water splashed on you. And based on common sense, I think it's kinda true also since it's either the last or the first one that would be splashed on. What are my chances right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he lied to me. -.- And my common sense failed me. I was splashed... TWICE. The weird thing was that only I was drenched. I suspected that the others were water-proof. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walked around with soaked, wet hair, and everyone looked at me. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed for the outdoor rides again and it started to drizzle again. Wow, Genting really reminds me of Forks of Twilight. XD But those annoying organized pests that went around shouting and clapping were still out there to annoy the hell out of people like us. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few rides, I was feeling very uneasy. Probably I was getting sick due to the weather and me being all drenched. Was like deja vu all over again. I was worried that I may fall sick like what I did during the Penang trip. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I was feeling better right after I took a hot water bath. Chilled a while before we headed to KFC for dinner. After they forced me into imitating Jay Chou. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se14ylMKidI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1Cd-uCfZ92s/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se14ylMKidI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1Cd-uCfZ92s/s320/IMG_0630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327046744621091282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yo XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Took a few more relaxing rides before we headed back to our rooms, since our tickets were still valid. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1yNjO7t-I/AAAAAAAAAX0/cGrCo_SBjb4/s1600-h/DSC01138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1yNjO7t-I/AAAAAAAAAX0/cGrCo_SBjb4/s320/DSC01138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327039511370905570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The gondola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se12NifxNmI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BB01dsGecOw/s1600-h/IMG_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se12NifxNmI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BB01dsGecOw/s320/IMG_0629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327043909219595874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The mini Ferris Wheel that looked like a decorated dog cage to me -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We decided to head back to our rooms. And along the way, we saw some posters that were quite interesting. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1yN1IzYJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/6RsNrTWse2o/s1600-h/DSC01169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1yN1IzYJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/6RsNrTWse2o/s320/DSC01169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327039516177031314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We're the Black Eyed Gang XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1yOP1HuUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/eoVLcbQ_epI/s1600-h/DSC01171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1yOP1HuUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/eoVLcbQ_epI/s320/DSC01171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327039523342235970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;We learned to rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1zNRsXleI/AAAAAAAAAYM/QPN_0RivWZk/s1600-h/DSC01174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1zNRsXleI/AAAAAAAAAYM/QPN_0RivWZk/s320/DSC01174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327040606174156258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;RO Day...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1zN8WoYdI/AAAAAAAAAYc/qFqhy5vA_i0/s1600-h/DSC01179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1zN8WoYdI/AAAAAAAAAYc/qFqhy5vA_i0/s320/DSC01179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327040617625706962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jacky Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1zOPP43II/AAAAAAAAAYk/UZdYgnaAoQ4/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1zOPP43II/AAAAAAAAAYk/UZdYgnaAoQ4/s320/DSC01180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327040622697700482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Joey Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1zOWAL1pI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AB8yMkWtnyY/s1600-h/DSC01184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1zOWAL1pI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AB8yMkWtnyY/s320/DSC01184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327040624510883474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SHM, SHK, SHW XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the bomb has to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1zNgXoTPI/AAAAAAAAAYU/q7ePqxtLmFw/s1600-h/DSC01178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se1zNgXoTPI/AAAAAAAAAYU/q7ePqxtLmFw/s320/DSC01178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327040610113703154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jolin Ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH he's even holding his pants up XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That night ended with a failed attempt to talk about something personal and everyone went to bed. XD&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, it's time to say goodbye. We took it slowly and had our breakfast late morning. These were what we had for breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se12N1FFKXI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RqeFTf4ZA70/s1600-h/DSC01037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se12N1FFKXI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RqeFTf4ZA70/s320/DSC01037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327043914207930738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tuna bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And trusty Maggi of course. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se12OF9luYI/AAAAAAAAAZE/BELqbL7R7ko/s1600-h/DSC01194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se12OF9luYI/AAAAAAAAAZE/BELqbL7R7ko/s320/DSC01194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327043918739913090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Steamy hot Maggi mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And did I tell you we had the same thing yesterday morning as well? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se12Ok-UU8I/AAAAAAAAAZU/iEudFt9IBI8/s1600-h/DSC01202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se12Ok-UU8I/AAAAAAAAAZU/iEudFt9IBI8/s320/DSC01202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327043927064466370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Claimed to be siblings LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se12OeFNhrI/AAAAAAAAAZM/A4xDl59_7cM/s1600-h/DSC01198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se12OeFNhrI/AAAAAAAAAZM/A4xDl59_7cM/s320/DSC01198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327043925214332594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes I'm having Pringles for breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is what we called an unhealthy diet. XD So Robson was very unsatisfied that he started to scold bad words to the receptionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se14zBrYkBI/AAAAAAAAAaM/oVZadFOtOLE/s1600-h/DSC01213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se14zBrYkBI/AAAAAAAAAaM/oVZadFOtOLE/s320/DSC01213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327046752268226578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Where the f*ck is my salad!!??'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then it's time to check out and say bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se14ODZVYnI/AAAAAAAAAZc/t2tMMXQg1n0/s1600-h/DSC01248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se14ODZVYnI/AAAAAAAAAZc/t2tMMXQg1n0/s320/DSC01248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327046117074231922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Walked damn far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se14Ob2ZdtI/AAAAAAAAAZk/PNOTiBRVtnQ/s1600-h/DSC01254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se14Ob2ZdtI/AAAAAAAAAZk/PNOTiBRVtnQ/s320/DSC01254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327046123638585042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chilled a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skyway was closed for maintenance, unfortunately. So we had to take the bus. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se14PB1kScI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/DWVIpz7k2v8/s1600-h/DSC01266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se14PB1kScI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/DWVIpz7k2v8/s320/DSC01266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327046133835647426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Waiting for the damn bus driver -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se14O9ituHI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/AW4nhFkTSfU/s1600-h/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Se14O9ituHI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/AW4nhFkTSfU/s320/DSC01263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327046132682831986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bye Genting~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a nice trip, even though we had difficulties planning it and all. We made the best of it and had tons of fun there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm RM 200 poorer. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-3553672236039905785?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/3553672236039905785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/04/genting-trip-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/3553672236039905785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/3553672236039905785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/04/genting-trip-part-2.html' title='Genting Trip Part 2'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesZDlQeeWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/2vM8Pjkw8js/s72-c/DSC01054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-8144736486174400977</id><published>2009-04-13T13:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:10:39.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After planning and canceling and planning and canceling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;*repeat 54523 times*&lt;/span&gt; for two months, we've finally put up a trip to Genting. :) And things were getting better when we managed to get a 'Yes' from 16 of us. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end only these showed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Segl6osGOFI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-LjDZq-lVA4/s1600-h/DSC01070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Segl6osGOFI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-LjDZq-lVA4/s320/DSC01070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325548248650627154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The RO gang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of which 10 of us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ffk&lt;/span&gt;-ed on the very day we have to confirm with the agent. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fine, despite the fact that we can't get a package which was way cheaper than a self-organized trip because we didn't have enough people, we went there anyway since &lt;s&gt;we have no life due to RO&lt;/s&gt; our spirits were soaring high and we're dying for a breakaway &lt;s&gt;from RO&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day was uh... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selamba&lt;/span&gt;. Took our own sweet time getting ready and meeting up at the bus station, for CK at least. Rob and I had waited him for half an hour or so at the LRT station until I was bored and sleepy. Instead of arriving at 3pm, we arrived half an hour late. So we bought our tickets, boarded the bus and the boys were all damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;semangat&lt;/span&gt; 'blowing water' while I decided to take a short nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Genting, then went to the hotel to check in and meet up with Hannah. Chilled a while in our rooms, then we adjourned to Sushi King for dinner. And along the way, from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegdqBDRGdI/AAAAAAAAATE/Hnp4kVLJf_E/s1600-h/DSC00949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegdqBDRGdI/AAAAAAAAATE/Hnp4kVLJf_E/s320/DSC00949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325539167039461842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...our room, to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegdqZUE53I/AAAAAAAAATM/Hybn6K3dl0s/s1600-h/DSC00951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegdqZUE53I/AAAAAAAAATM/Hybn6K3dl0s/s320/DSC00951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325539173552416626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the sofa at the corridor Nana claimed to be eerie, and finally to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegdqsgCraI/AAAAAAAAATU/rc1HIjuwKds/s1600-h/DSC00952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegdqsgCraI/AAAAAAAAATU/rc1HIjuwKds/s320/DSC00952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325539178702876066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the elevator we were &lt;s&gt;camwhoring&lt;/s&gt; testing our camera whether it worked fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was actually my first time eating in Sushi King. -.-'' I don't really fancy sushi all this while so you can't really blame me. :P It didn't disappoint me though. Only thing was that it's expensive, and that's exactly why I don't fancy sushi. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SeggOutE4FI/AAAAAAAAATs/VlHijyKUFbg/s1600-h/DSC00964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SeggOutE4FI/AAAAAAAAATs/VlHijyKUFbg/s320/DSC00964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325541996792963154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Zhi Wang posing with the wasabi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SeggPLCvJGI/AAAAAAAAAT8/geCkVaSUQ7g/s1600-h/DSC00969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SeggPLCvJGI/AAAAAAAAAT8/geCkVaSUQ7g/s320/DSC00969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325542004400006242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And CK liked his meal a bit too much I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SeggO6nGSkI/AAAAAAAAAT0/wAxek_CgJbI/s1600-h/DSC00967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SeggO6nGSkI/AAAAAAAAAT0/wAxek_CgJbI/s320/DSC00967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325541999989115458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Was about to try my first sushi in Sushi King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SeggPXTn7YI/AAAAAAAAAUE/e_Un4yFR420/s1600-h/DSC00971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SeggPXTn7YI/AAAAAAAAAUE/e_Un4yFR420/s320/DSC00971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325542007692062082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And this is Robson who ought to have some table manners &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shake head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegiCkz_k5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/H1peY7dVhjY/s1600-h/DSC00972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegiCkz_k5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/H1peY7dVhjY/s320/DSC00972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325543987002446738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;CC was exciting about eating it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK we had our tummy stuffed, then proceeded to loiter around. Instead of taking a walk indoors, we decided to have a little adventure and risk getting a flu by walking under the drizzle outside. Walked around and Robson decided to buy his new shoes, in Genting. -.-'' Had a little encounter with Mr. Mummy outside the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegiC_eh-xI/AAAAAAAAAUU/oFV0F-D-EQ4/s1600-h/DSC00983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegiC_eh-xI/AAAAAAAAAUU/oFV0F-D-EQ4/s320/DSC00983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325543994160184082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Where we had a little experiment to gauge Nana's charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CC&lt;/span&gt;: eh nana go test and see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CK&lt;/span&gt;: if he move a... then is really something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: nana go try... see he move or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CK&lt;/span&gt;: don't dream, won't move wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Nana&lt;/span&gt;: if he move then how?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CK&lt;/span&gt;: no need to think so much.. people move for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leng lui&lt;/span&gt;s only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nana&lt;/span&gt;: if he really move then u buy that Nike jacket for me aaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CK&lt;/span&gt;: ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*can't remember what he said*  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, he did move. Probably just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;layan&lt;/span&gt;-ing this very excited Nana. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was still young. We initially planned to watch a movie in the theater but it's too late and we may fall asleep before the movie ends. So we bought a DVD instead. A horror movie, Zhi Wang's recommendation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's pool time. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegiDOaQWLI/AAAAAAAAAUc/jcrjwMM7OYc/s1600-h/DSC00990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegiDOaQWLI/AAAAAAAAAUc/jcrjwMM7OYc/s320/DSC00990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325543998168783026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Poser...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegiDJx9C8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/ysDoNtp_3to/s1600-h/DSC00992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegiDJx9C8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/ysDoNtp_3to/s320/DSC00992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325543996926004162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note the same position of the cue balls. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegiDR3yhLI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ObN37kMRq94/s1600-h/DSC00997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegiDR3yhLI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ObN37kMRq94/s320/DSC00997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325543999097963698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't be deceived. It's all a set up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegljiRed1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/G3tiBAZtUKU/s1600-h/DSC01005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SegljiRed1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/G3tiBAZtUKU/s320/DSC01005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325547851791365970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Showing off... obviously XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Seglj9Vv-JI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Ngy1EJzOZdA/s1600-h/yeng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Seglj9Vv-JI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Ngy1EJzOZdA/s320/yeng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325547859057047698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And a bunch of posers... -.-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK after that we went back to our room for the movie. All of us have been anticipating something that scares the shit out of us, or at least something eerie. In the end, we weren't scared but rather disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Seg1BrvW2rI/AAAAAAAAAVM/k7ZfL_JbaqM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Seg1BrvW2rI/AAAAAAAAAVM/k7ZfL_JbaqM/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325564862403107506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Horror my foot -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;That night we went to bed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dulan&lt;/span&gt;-ified... by that stupid movie. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK the next day, we woke up rather early but well we took a bit too much time preparing ourselves. By the time we reached there, there were already long queues all over the place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesYibkJ4uI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Tx8l_7FQzuo/s1600-h/DSC01038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesYibkJ4uI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Tx8l_7FQzuo/s320/DSC01038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326377964089762530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And so we queued up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, um... frankly this was my second time to the theme park so I was a little bit excited. XD So I don't mind waiting... And so the time went by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesYiqRcnTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/JarcMxShy2c/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesYiqRcnTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/JarcMxShy2c/s320/DSC01044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326377968037829938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and we waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesYjOQhpYI/AAAAAAAAAV0/nYkA-8v7-d0/s1600-h/DSC01048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesYjOQhpYI/AAAAAAAAAV0/nYkA-8v7-d0/s320/DSC01048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326377977697641858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesYioFybXI/AAAAAAAAAVk/pac0mCZknSs/s1600-h/DSC01045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesYioFybXI/AAAAAAAAAVk/pac0mCZknSs/s320/DSC01045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326377967452056946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...until we got sick of waiting. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesYi98Im6I/AAAAAAAAAVs/mWdhu-Y-z1E/s1600-h/DSC01047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesYi98Im6I/AAAAAAAAAVs/mWdhu-Y-z1E/s320/DSC01047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326377973317147554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make matters worse, there &lt;s&gt;was&lt;/s&gt; were &lt;s&gt;a&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;2&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;3&lt;/s&gt; many groups of &lt;s&gt;hooligans&lt;/s&gt; students shouting and clapping, pushing our patience to its limit. -.-'' And they're ALL over the damn place. Just as we thought we could avoid the crowd by going on a Monday, they came knocking at our door. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried most of the rides and it was fun. Zhi Wang, for some reasons, insisted playing the mini game to try his luck on winning the teddy bear. He lost, obviously XD, yet we still couldn't fathom the reason behind his fetish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SeseQL6EULI/AAAAAAAAAWM/YMIHQxc0EEA/s1600-h/zhi+wang+bear+fettish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SeseQL6EULI/AAAAAAAAAWM/YMIHQxc0EEA/s320/zhi+wang+bear+fettish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326384247718826162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we saved the best for the last... the Solero Shot. It's definitely the worst nightmare for acrophobes. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesZDdLUTmI/AAAAAAAAAV8/nXRmrWryG98/s1600-h/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SesZDdLUTmI/AAAAAAAAAV8/nXRmrWryG98/s320/DSC01049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326378531458141794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Strapped on and terrified... Waiting to experience free fall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly we were ascending high above the sky, as everything seemed to be perfectly normal, suddenly I felt something was amiss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-8144736486174400977?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/8144736486174400977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/04/genting-trip-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8144736486174400977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8144736486174400977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/04/genting-trip-day-1.html' title='Genting Trip Part 1'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Segl6osGOFI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-LjDZq-lVA4/s72-c/DSC01070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-3778289019711913381</id><published>2009-04-10T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:59:00.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Weeks Worth of Uneventful-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes I'm back finally after almost 2 weeks of hiatus. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically it's because I have nothing much to blog about. Ever since coming back from Genting, there isn't anything interesting happened, except the boring routine that has been going on and on and on... Sighh I really need to get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonder how I had spent most of my time. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's more? I know it's kinda late but uh... April Fool's has been rather 'peaceful' for me. No pranks... No fools... Only the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Please-call-me-back&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;What's-up&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotcha-Happy-April-Fool's&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; kind of teasing that apparently some of them fell for it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yesterday was the first time I met some acquaintances in RO face-to-face, man-to-man. One owned a character that seemed godlike and crushes others like peanut, which he sold it for RM 588 to a &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; school kid the very same day. -.-'' It's such a pity after spending so much time leveling it and then just... sold it that way. And I couldn't believe someone would actually spend so much just to buy a character in virtual reality. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one was my guild mate, or was he the leader, which seemed like a nice guy for helping those low levels guild mates and lending equipments and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says who online games is a waste of time? Can get to know friends and all that. It's even better than Facebook and Friendster. :P &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Despite the fact that the main reason I went was to get the Genting photos from Hannah.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today once again, I went to my primary school with my friends. This time with another group of friends, which are only Jingyi, Wenly and I, and Ah Ong has to leave early. So the 3 of us spent almost 2 hours chatting with our Standard 3 class teacher in the school canteen, taking our time reminiscing the old time and uh... well there really isn't much to talk about anyway. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK the post is getting lengthy and text-heavy. So I shall stop for now, and I've finished blogging about almost everything during the past 2 weeks anyway. Genting post is up next, after I've sorted out the photos, and when I'm not feeling lazy of course. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-3778289019711913381?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/3778289019711913381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-weeks-worth-of-uneventful-ness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/3778289019711913381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/3778289019711913381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-weeks-worth-of-uneventful-ness.html' title='2 Weeks Worth of Uneventful-ness'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-1468084291749879153</id><published>2009-03-28T23:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:43:56.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So everyone's been talking about Earth Hour, and it seems that quite a lot of people are taking part in this campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sc4_gsgy72I/AAAAAAAAAS8/LDvyAqNNYaU/s1600-h/earth-hour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sc4_gsgy72I/AAAAAAAAAS8/LDvyAqNNYaU/s320/earth-hour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318258040908214114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And that includes me... supposedly. -.-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My house was, unfortunately, brightly lit during the campaign because my parents were watching the TV and my brother was using the computer. My parents wouldn't wanna switch off the TV. Reason being was, aside from being engrossed in the drama, they thought it doesn't make any significant difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So in the end, I gave up trying to convince them and didn't even bother to switch off the lights either &lt;s&gt;and switched on the laptop and fan instead&lt;/s&gt;. -.-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I think they do have a point actually. The only thing the campaign could achieve is raising awareness among all of us, and well, cutting down global electricity usage for one hour. Which is kinda negligible considering the high daily usage, especially the unnecessary ones. If we ARE cutting down irrelevant electricity usage all the time, why limit ourselves to do so in this one hour only and that there's really little significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it's for a good cause and it's pretty cool to see the whole city, or at least, neighbourhood goes into darkness. And I think it goes to show how much we care about climate changes and all the damage we've done to Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I couldn't join the crowd. Hey at least I have taken the initiative to try, right? :P Perhaps next year I would try harder. Yeah definitely I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... I guess someone must have thought it was a bit too dark during the campaign that he decided to start a fire in the abandoned unit above mine. The fire must have been going on for 5 minutes before someone noticed and then the residents started to extinguish it before the fire brigade had made it to the scene. Luckily no one was hurt since it's abandoned and the fire wasn't big enough to cause any major damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say... it's a pretty weird ending for the day. Maybe someone was trying to make a statement that global warming has reached a critical level. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;PS : &lt;s&gt;Class&lt;/s&gt; Trip to Genting tomorrow!!! Gonna be back on Tuesday. OMG can't wait can't wait!!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-1468084291749879153?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/1468084291749879153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/1468084291749879153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/1468084291749879153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html' title='Earth Hour'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sc4_gsgy72I/AAAAAAAAAS8/LDvyAqNNYaU/s72-c/earth-hour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-4784474525043714513</id><published>2009-03-25T20:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:18:57.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary School Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a really really long time ever since I've seen my primary school teachers. Well actually I've never seen them after graduation, so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'long'&lt;/span&gt; seems to be an understatement but you get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since there's nothing else to do after settling my university application and all I could do now is just wait, I've put together a mini gathering to revisit primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by mini, I meant really &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mini&lt;/span&gt;. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it couldn't be helped though, since it's a Monday and most of us are either working or studying, and the teachers would only be in school on weekdays. So in the end, only three turned up to see the teachers, out of 50+ classmates. XD &lt;s&gt;Except Robson who refused to see the teachers again for obvious reasons.&lt;/s&gt; -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There weren't much changes made after we've left school. Almost everything is exactly the way we remembered. Except the library has moved, the field, and of course, some new faces in the office. Most of our teachers were still there, but unfortunately only a few remembered us. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sco3FDSLLQI/AAAAAAAAASU/rv5osVAeb70/s1600-h/img_0610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sco3FDSLLQI/AAAAAAAAASU/rv5osVAeb70/s320/img_0610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317122869984701698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The place we always JUMP to from our classroom 3-storey above every time the bell rings... literally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sco3Fy_hlJI/AAAAAAAAASc/ZN3Gjr3aHgI/s1600-h/img_0611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sco3Fy_hlJI/AAAAAAAAASc/ZN3Gjr3aHgI/s320/img_0611.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317122882791380114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Which is also the place my mom used to work in. Sigh... Recession really hit us hard that time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sco3GRB6qSI/AAAAAAAAASk/pGzFguNMgrU/s1600-h/img_0614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sco3GRB6qSI/AAAAAAAAASk/pGzFguNMgrU/s320/img_0614.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317122890854476066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we would run around the compound playing 'Cops and Thieves'... XD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We managed to catch up with our class teacher and English teacher. And it's really weird to chat with your teachers whom you have gotten used to their yelling and the authoritative tone in class. Plus, I know it's perfectly normal, but it just doesn't feel right when you're now one head, at least, taller than your teachers compared to the last time when you're one head, at least, shorter than them. Must be our head I guess. There must be &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt; of unhappy things happened cause, damn our face must have grown very long. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/ScpCU4E1REI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TtYxET6OMKw/s1600-h/1053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/ScpCU4E1REI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TtYxET6OMKw/s320/1053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317135236481762370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our face must have grown that long... Or maybe longer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look... Lame joke. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's laughing. OK fine. Anyway, later that day, I managed to catch up with my Standard 3 class teacher as well. I spoke to her alone since the other two weren't her students. And it was a bit awkward. -.-'' She was laughing all the way, surprised to see her &lt;s&gt;old&lt;/s&gt; ancient student came back to visit her. I wasn't anywhere near verbose so she was laughing and I was uh... standing there watching her laughing and trying to find something to talk about. I wasn't sure how long we stood there but I just couldn't stop feeling awkward. Anyway it's happy to see her again after all this while and she still remembers me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about our mini gathering. A few more people joined us for lunch, then we chilled out a while and found out some juicy and shocking gossips regarding our classmates. XD And of course we talked about the good o' days worth reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sco3G4d5_mI/AAAAAAAAASs/XHeJpljiUqc/s1600-h/img_0617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sco3G4d5_mI/AAAAAAAAASs/XHeJpljiUqc/s320/img_0617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317122901440855650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo of the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been almost 10 years but I could still remember how it is like in primary school vividly. Definitely carefree and fun. And studying has always been the last thing in my mind last time. :P Anyway things changed and I guess it's all part of growing up, mentally... and physically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which explains the long face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/ScpCU4E1REI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TtYxET6OMKw/s1600-h/1053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/ScpCU4E1REI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TtYxET6OMKw/s320/1053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317135236481762370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh look... Another lame joke. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-4784474525043714513?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/4784474525043714513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/03/primary-school-revisited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/4784474525043714513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/4784474525043714513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/03/primary-school-revisited.html' title='Primary School Revisited'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sco3FDSLLQI/AAAAAAAAASU/rv5osVAeb70/s72-c/img_0610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-1512549425653558283</id><published>2009-03-23T23:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:44:56.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Getting a haircut had never been an issue for me. And I mean, HAD never been. Whenever the 'lawn' above grows out of control, I'll just have to head to the barber shop a few blocks away, go in and sit down, then tell the Indian barber &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'Bang, pendek.'&lt;/span&gt; and he'll do his job. It's so simple, time-saving, and most importantly, cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except one problem... They tend to screw your hair up down left right. So instead of blending into the crowd, you'll end up outshining the rest and drawing unwanted attention to yourself, well particularly to your head. So things like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'Eh bro, nice hair *giggles*'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'Walao wtf did you do to your hair? XD'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;are very much inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Scio4AtaFYI/AAAAAAAAASE/dc1vzZYqgH8/s1600-h/sanjaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Scio4AtaFYI/AAAAAAAAASE/dc1vzZYqgH8/s320/sanjaya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316685040327464322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;Definitely stir up the same reaction as the above...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days... Those were the days... when I felt spending more than RM 10 on a haircut only to please the discipline teachers and prefects is hardly worth it. Now that I've finally left school, I think it's time to get a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; haircut from the pro. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiamsiap&lt;/span&gt;-ness forbids me from randomly choosing any salon I could find. I have to search high and low for one that offers a price I &lt;s&gt;am willing to&lt;/s&gt; could pay. Well in the end I've finally found one that's not quite near my house, but cheap nevertheless. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anticipation to see how it would turn out, the fear that I may pay a higher price just to have the hair dresser screws it out like what the barber usually does, and the awkwardly different picture of it, that is instead of an Indian middle-aged pot-bellied fella handling a 'lawnmower' on your head, now you see a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lenglui&lt;/span&gt; scrutinizing your hair, telling you how she wished she could have your thick and luscious hair, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(No joke! I didn't make this up XD)&lt;/span&gt; asking you how you would want to cut your hair and suggesting how your hair could be styled up, finally cutting your hair with scissors delicately without forcefully twisting your head and shaving your scalp with blades, all these are enough to convince myself that I've made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later, I walked out the shop with a brand new confidence, drove home with the same confidence, and asked my parents how was it with the confidence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...only to be crushed to zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mom : I thought you went for a haircut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me : I did. See? How is it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mom : Like never cut before. Why so girlish 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me : ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch... So I walked away, head down and feet-dragging... Defeated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dad : Wah! Salon cut ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me : Ya!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Finally got someone noticed! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dad : Ohhh those girls ar? Stand left side to cut right side&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hint hint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me : -__-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pfft&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there goes my virgin salon haircut. Although now I think my mom is right, there really isn't much difference after. -.-'' Then again, anyhow I have to get a haircut or else I'm gonna end up looking like those 80's rock stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/ScirSUXJf9I/AAAAAAAAASM/E5B2ttGeueI/s1600-h/RandyRhoads001_200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/ScirSUXJf9I/AAAAAAAAASM/E5B2ttGeueI/s320/RandyRhoads001_200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316687691302666194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Randy &lt;s&gt;Rhoads&lt;/s&gt; Mok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photo taken cause I don't wanna embarrass myself in case it looks weird. Apparently my confidence has been squashed to zero. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-1512549425653558283?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/1512549425653558283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/03/haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/1512549425653558283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/1512549425653558283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/03/haircut.html' title='Haircut'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Scio4AtaFYI/AAAAAAAAASE/dc1vzZYqgH8/s72-c/sanjaya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-7605123880304788608</id><published>2009-03-17T21:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:19:53.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Decision... Decision... Decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that kind of decision-making that could change the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that kind of decision-making that is nothing like the one we've made before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that kind of decision-making that spells doom to indecisive people like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if the gruesome study hours before the exams and the anticipation after the exams are not bad enough, the reality hit us when the moment of truth has finally come. Staring blank at the result slip, I couldn't help wondering what lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been very indecisive. I would spend longer time hovering in front of the counter in McD and deciding what to eat than queueing up and placing my order. So it's very frustrating when it comes to making decision for me. What's more, this time the pressure has been totally elevated to a whole new level when it involves determining my field of interest and ultimately the career path in the future. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much in my mind now that I could feel the veins within my skull throbbing so hard, probably my brain needs more supply of blood to assess whatever that is clouding my mind. Every now and then, I just couldn't help thinking and confirming whatever final decision that I've come to, only to be denied again and another final conclusion has been made. This cycle goes on and on until I've lost track how many &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; decisions I've come to. WTH how hard it is to decide dammit?? T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it certainly does not help when heaps of tedious form-filling are being thrown at you. Some even require a short essay especially those involving financial aids. Then another thing is the various institutions offering so many different curriculum of the same course that you don't even know which is which. Then there's this recognition problem of the certificate you would be having at the end of your university years. Finally with so many kinds of publicity going around promoting their own institutions, it really makes me wondered what truly lies beyond their superfluous packaging. Seriously I regretted spending the last few months not doing any research other than 'researching' where to hunt items in RO. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sb_bXP21n1I/AAAAAAAAAR0/x-nDH2XhCjY/s1600-h/screenxPKserver080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sb_bXP21n1I/AAAAAAAAAR0/x-nDH2XhCjY/s320/screenxPKserver080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314207277760487250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMG so many different kinds of certs for the same course out there o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is another issue as well. Yeah there may be many scholarships and loans out there but hey if we were given a choice of course we would opt for the former instead of finding yourself working so hard just to repay your debts while your peers are happily driving a Benz and all those nice cars upon graduation. With so many people going all out for scholarships, it's a bit like a whole village fighting for a bowl of rice. Everyone wanted to get a free 'bowl' for themselves, ya know the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;饭碗 analogy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sb_bXg7aZcI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Eg--U-4Wuog/s1600-h/sohai+mok.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sb_bXg7aZcI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Eg--U-4Wuog/s320/sohai+mok.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314207282343077314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If only scholarships are all over the place... Even lying on the ground waiting to be picked up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But in the end the problem is that I couldn't decide the two options I've narrowed down to. I prefer one over another, but the problem is that it's a bit risky cause if I didn't manage to meet the minimum requirement of the major I wanted to choose in the first year, I would end up studying something I wasn't intended to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So basically that's the dilemma now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sigh how nice it is if everything has been planned to us like what it's been like when we're young... Then we wouldn't have to make tough decisions like this. And this problem is indubitably directly proportional to our age it seems... Please let me get this through as soon as possible. Dammit I hate growing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I'm struggling to quit RO. Should I or should I not? Sigh... I guess I'll always be indecisive. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-7605123880304788608?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/7605123880304788608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/03/decisions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/7605123880304788608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/7605123880304788608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/03/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sb_bXP21n1I/AAAAAAAAAR0/x-nDH2XhCjY/s72-c/screenxPKserver080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-3955946681190376062</id><published>2009-03-11T00:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T02:47:36.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of STPM and False Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally the day has come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt;' has finally arrived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow the excitement and emotions didn't kick in until the very second I was holding my result slip. I thought I was just gonna see the result and go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Oh...'&lt;/span&gt; then proceed to '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8'&lt;/span&gt; others' results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exactly what I wanted to do actually cause I don't wanna put so much hope only to end up disappointed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway we were told that the results will be announced at 12pm. But in fact it's at 2pm. -.- We had an hour or two in between so we decided to hang out in the school canteen. Had the urge to buy mixed rice from the canteen again since that's practically the only food I enjoy there last time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; very nostalgic... though it's only a few months ago... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few months of holiday, some had changed quite a lot, some had never changed a bit &lt;s&gt;like ZX who's still a glutton and wearing school uniform whenever she comes back to school&lt;/s&gt;. We were enjoying ourselves in chit-chats and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoo-haa&lt;/span&gt;s then suddenly news came spreading around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumor says Chiew Wai only got himself 3A 2A-. And apparently there's only one had straight A's in the school. Now that's very surprising because if there's someone who can get straight A's, he's the one you can bet on. The rumor was very convincing that everyone of us including himself thought he couldn't achieve the perfect score. It was quite a let down to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a friend, I felt sorry for him. But as a student, I felt relieved. Now even though I don't wanna put much hope on this, a part of me still wondered if I would stand a chance. I really couldn't help thinking I was the one when Pn. Chan suddenly came up to me and congratulated me. That alone was more than enough to stir up my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a few moments after that, the results were finally out and we practically rushed to the lab to get the slips. The moment I got hold of my slip, I was praying so hard and the adrenaline started pumping and I couldn't help trembling and shivering and all that. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;happy when I &lt;s&gt;was made to&lt;/s&gt; feel like I might get straight A. I was having a bit difficulty opening the slip cause my hands were trembling. -.- And you know the result slip, you have to open from bottom to top. I peeked while I opened the slip slowly, I could see A all the way up and I was already getting happier until I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; happy. Yes basically I was a happy man for that brief moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sbakjk98QfI/AAAAAAAAARs/BzMyyc5YOXk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sbakjk98QfI/AAAAAAAAARs/BzMyyc5YOXk/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311613741655933426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...I revealed the top part of the slip. I swear I could imagine myself munching on Cloud Nine chocolate bar on cloud nine then suddenly being sent down crashing six feet under by this... this contract of darkness that sentence me this damnation for the rest of my life. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Instantly I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;this&lt;/span&gt; happy already. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From    &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;THAT :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   to    &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;THIS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and finally   &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I won't say I'm unhappy with my result. In fact I got what I want for the rest of the subjects and I feel good that my effort has finally paid off. I'm just a little frustrated over the fact that PA had pulled my CGPA down. To be honest, I aimed for a perfect 4.00 but because they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;die die&lt;/span&gt; also wanna include PA in the calculation of CGPA so I only managed to get &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;3.83&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;And PA's not even close to be an important subject. I despise it so much I feel like munching it like the chocolate bar and spitting it out cause it despised me too much to be swallowed.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end Chiew Wai IS the one who got straight A. Apparently he got 2A- for one paper of two subjects, with the rest a perfect A. So this little misleading false information has given me a false hope, turning me into a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dulan&lt;/span&gt; munching machine chomping two burgers away in McD later in the afternoon. ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, congratulations to those who had achieved what they've been hoping for in the exams. To those who had slightly off-tracked from their target, fret not, spend a little while chomp away your frustration and start working towards another target. I reckon everyone should be proud to claim that he/she has gone through one of the toughest test in the world. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I shall find something to chomp on. Apparently 2 burgers weren't enough to keep my stomach from complaining. ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-3955946681190376062?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/3955946681190376062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-stpm-and-false-hope.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/3955946681190376062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/3955946681190376062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-stpm-and-false-hope.html' title='Of STPM and False Hope'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/Sbakjk98QfI/AAAAAAAAARs/BzMyyc5YOXk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-4564994247498423396</id><published>2009-03-09T21:39:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:40:29.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd finally lived up my promise to get a job during the holiday. A great achievement for me if you ask me. XD &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;And I reckon this is probably the most productive thing I've ever done during the holiday.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never imagined myself going to a furniture fair anytime soon, let alone working in one. Heck I didn't even know they have fairs for furniture, at least not until Daniel introduced us to MIFF, which stands for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Malaysian International Furniture Fair&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job interview was fairly easy and 8 of us, Daniel, CW, Jun, Me, CK, Hannah, Chean and Janice got the job. But CW couldn't make it for the job due to some reasons. All of us wanted to get a 9-day job but only Daniel, CK and Jun got it. Janice got a 7-day job while Hannah, Chean and I got a mere 5-day job. Sigh... Imagine the &lt;s&gt;money&lt;/s&gt; fun we'd missed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us have been assigned to different posts. I worked as an usher. As far as I'm concerned you ought to have handsome/pretty face or good communication skills to fit the job best, of which I possess neither. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, being an usher is something new to me. And it's a even newer experience to have your classmates becoming your colleagues, which made me feel so old. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our job is actually quite fun, and interesting, and tiring at the same time. Basically our job is just...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbUpHn_zX9I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_UgOmtNPRjc/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbUpHn_zX9I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_UgOmtNPRjc/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311196546525781970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...standing and posing like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbUrCyRUFMI/AAAAAAAAARE/8EHW8pxuRyk/s1600-h/andean68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbUrCyRUFMI/AAAAAAAAARE/8EHW8pxuRyk/s320/andean68.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311198662407492802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a staff. It's quite obvious actually cause they even included the job description on our tags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbUn261tK-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/po5hU8Te_XA/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbUn261tK-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/po5hU8Te_XA/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311195160014302178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pretty self-explanatory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, actually our job ALSO includes giving directions, directing visitors to the respective counters, guiding the visitors in filling registration forms, and the toughest of all, stopping children and guys with short pants from entering the fair. It's pretty hard to stop these people, especially those who came in short pants, cause they weren't well informed at the first place by the organizers so we had a hard time justifying ourselves, and that created a bunch of indignant visitors. -.- And when we cannot refute their arguments, they simply throw their tantrums/bitch fits/dissatisfaction to us, ignoring the fact that we're just merely pawns of the company. Yet we have to put on fake smiles and aplogize profusely as if that's entirely our fault. -.- And worse still, some of them actually think that we're giving them a hard time on purpose as if they worth bothering VERY MUCH. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pfft&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are people who were very considerate. Some of them actually took the effort to get changed and come back again. Some are polite, greeting us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Hello chicken&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;How are you today? &lt;/span&gt;while some simply ignored us even if we greeted them or offered our help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the people you meet/work with. There are 5 ushers, including me, and Chean, the only usherette working at the main counter. There's Joseph, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always-curi-tulang&lt;/span&gt; lengzai, then Kee Seng whom I prefer calling Kissing, Gilbert the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over-semangat-possibly-metrosexual&lt;/span&gt; fella, Kin Mun the funny guy, and of course Chean who's constantly looking at the clock and complaining about her back. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbVQtT09ayI/AAAAAAAAARc/RAQvtdn1sC0/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbVQtT09ayI/AAAAAAAAARc/RAQvtdn1sC0/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311240074900106018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There she goes again towards the end of the day XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this time, which is the ONLY time Chean and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;curi tulang&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; took the opportunity to walk around the hall for like 5 minutes. When we came back, we decided to get some free popcorns to eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Note:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt; work. One of my colleagues wasn't quite happy with it and reminded us not to simply leave our station. Well, it kinda irked us because well, he's been doing that all these while. What's more, he's been taking like 4 times the time we took to finish our meal everyday. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many lookalikes I've spotted among the staffs there. There are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Benny-lookalike&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KevinTan-lookalike&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KharKeong-lookalike&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lara_Veronin"&gt;Lara&lt;/a&gt;-lookalike&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lydia_Shum"&gt;LydiaTsum&lt;/a&gt;-lookalike&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Janice's-sister-lookalike&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KianHan's-brother-lookalike&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Jackson"&gt;MichaelJackson&lt;/a&gt;-lookalike&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WeiLun-lookalike&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LingKeat-lookalike&lt;/span&gt;, and some other I couldn't remember. Heck there's even one fella who look very much like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbVDeNa0faI/AAAAAAAAARU/XaepBHDJmug/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbVDeNa0faI/AAAAAAAAARU/XaepBHDJmug/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311225521830657442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh wait... That's me. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I like about this job is the opportunity to interact with all kinds of people. Getting to meet and speak to all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angmoh'&lt;/span&gt;s is actually quite fun. It's not really that difficult as I expected. It's in fact, very exciting to speak to them, it even makes me feel like traveling. XD And one more thing, you'll get to dress in formal business attire. I mean, how often does a student get to wear full formal attire? I think I kinda enjoy wearing the coat and all that. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sure those who had been following the news know about the flood occurred not long ago in PWTC. It's quite severe as the river overflowed, cars had been destroyed by the floods, two of the exhibition halls have been flooded, and the furniture inside were destroyed. Then there's this minor riot by the exhibitors asking for compensation. Very dramatic &lt;s&gt;but I like cause it's making the job less boring&lt;/s&gt;. It's quite a close call. -.- Luckily Chean parked her car in the car park or else her car would be totally submerged under the overflowing water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbUuP7UXSMI/AAAAAAAAARM/9cEHx_3jW6U/s1600-h/DSC03343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbUuP7UXSMI/AAAAAAAAARM/9cEHx_3jW6U/s320/DSC03343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311202186709387458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;The water was much higher before this photo was taken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...and that I wouldn't be able to go home. &lt;s&gt;Cause I shamelessly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tumpang&lt;/span&gt; her car everyday to and fro.&lt;/s&gt; Hey at least I'm doing a favor to the environment by practising car pooling. :P Well if not for her I would have trouble to get to work and home, so thank you Chean. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I've Noticed Through the Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1. I notice that people are more friendly than I do. As in, they usually say hi to me rather than the other way around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2. I hesitate alot when I'm speaking to people. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;3. I actually felt guilty when somebody's blaming me for something that's not my fault at all except for that particular bitch who claimed that I purposely find fault in her husband. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;4. I started to like to talk. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;5. I have a high level of patience and tolerance... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's overall a very nice experience and seriously I enjoy the week much more than I would have imagined myself to. Even though I felt like I've left my legs in PWTC every time I come home, the &lt;s&gt;high pay&lt;/s&gt; experience itself made it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last photo before ending the super long post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbVT-P2JCsI/AAAAAAAAARk/TV3YRpLfOQY/s1600-h/DSC00845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbVT-P2JCsI/AAAAAAAAARk/TV3YRpLfOQY/s320/DSC00845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311243664423979714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Kensett gang... except the other two who were missing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS : On the last day after we've finished our work, our supervisor came and talked to us, asked how were we doing and all that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of which she had finally confessed that the reason we've been selected for the ushering job is because we were kinda late for the interview and if we were slightly earlier we could have landed ourselves a better job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Clearly it has nothing to do with any of the qualities I've mentioned earlier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dang... I should've known better. -___-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-4564994247498423396?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/4564994247498423396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/03/part-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/4564994247498423396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/4564994247498423396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/03/part-time.html' title='Part Time'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SbUpHn_zX9I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_UgOmtNPRjc/s72-c/3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-8543902526715544430</id><published>2009-02-25T00:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T02:03:43.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well as you can see I've done some changes to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SaQhFplmv4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/qvG5v3ZIwPA/s1600-h/3299348515_524db20573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SaQhFplmv4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/qvG5v3ZIwPA/s320/3299348515_524db20573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306402641895931778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SaQhPuiJm-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/J9LBob16TWk/s1600-h/3300175192_4c367972b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SaQhPuiJm-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/J9LBob16TWk/s320/3300175192_4c367972b3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306402815022308322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Much nicer, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure some of you who know me well enough wondered how on earth did I manage to create this masterpiece when my sense of art is equivalent to the size of an ostrich's brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it doesn't take a Leonardo da Vinci or a Master Degree in Arts to make this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck I don't even have to know anything about Photoshop or any other graphics editing programs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I did was to ask this &lt;a href="http://mintzhet.blogspot.com/"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; of mine and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tadaa&lt;/span&gt;... It's all finished in an hour. And all I gotta do is to become his follower!!! Totally FOC!!!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;OMG I'm so stingy I disgust myself. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes thank you Mint Zhet. It's definitely &lt;s&gt;worth it&lt;/s&gt; nice to become your follower. :P Seriously, I owe you a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; one for this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;PS : And sorry to disappoint you guys (...especially Kent XD) but I did not do this myself. In fact I didn't do anything. :P But I'm flattered to know that you guys would even have the slightest idea that I did this myself. HAHAHHAHAHA XD Although I do hope that I could achieve that level of his... T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-8543902526715544430?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/8543902526715544430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/02/renovation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8543902526715544430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8543902526715544430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/02/renovation.html' title='Renovation'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SaQhFplmv4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/qvG5v3ZIwPA/s72-c/3299348515_524db20573.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-5893450835343300809</id><published>2009-02-14T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:04:06.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Testosterone and Estrogen Over Flooding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yep... It's the day of the year... when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romeo&lt;/span&gt;s and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Juliet&lt;/span&gt;s spend some romantic time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a time I found myself wondering how should everybody feel about this day because for me it's just another day and sometimes I would even realize it one day after. Probably because I've never really celebrated one and usually my date is either the homeworks or the computer games. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't fretting. Minus the romantic dinner, flowers, chocolates, balloons, and over flooding &lt;s&gt;hormones&lt;/s&gt; love to someone, I'm still enjoying my day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself spending the day with two other friends for a movie just because they &lt;s&gt;didn't have a date&lt;/s&gt; wanted to meet up with me. LOL it was awkward for him to line up in between of couples and couples and couples to buy the tickets. Worse still, buying tickets for three instead of two. XD And I was glad that I didn't follow him. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/span&gt; and heck it was AMAZING!!! I didn't expect much in the beginning but the 2-and-a-half-hour long movie had totally caught me off guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SZg9v9WaivI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vJzCwIHHDEc/s1600-h/the_curious_case_of_benjamin_button01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SZg9v9WaivI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vJzCwIHHDEc/s320/the_curious_case_of_benjamin_button01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303056455360482034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not just because of Brad Pitt, it's not just because of the awesome makeup effect, it's definitely not just because of the rich story line, it's something else in the movie, so awesome that I couldn't describe with words, that made this movie so interesting. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(OK interesting is an understatement) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The combination is just so... OHMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK some of you may not like it but for those who enjoyed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forrest Gump&lt;/span&gt; should like this as well... :) What's more it's a love story so it's definitely THE movie for Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended with the movie and I spent the &lt;s&gt;night&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;morning&lt;/s&gt; night and the next morning with the guys for the usual &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yumcha&lt;/span&gt; session. We then adjourned to a mid-night session of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left 4 Dead &lt;/span&gt;till 4am. We had lots of fun even though I was too sleepy already. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Hanging out with friends on Valentine's Day is really something... funny but awesome. XD Haha such nice friends I have. :D &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Although I doubt they would come out if they have someone to spend with... -.-&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, single or not, enjoy your Valentine's Day, spread the love to everyone and go have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SZhKCDyIIaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sX2Bxp_L8_s/s1600-h/valentines_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SZhKCDyIIaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sX2Bxp_L8_s/s320/valentines_day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303069960464507298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;PS : Oh ya... While I was waiting for the guys in the car, there's an accident just beside my parking lot on the side road. Apparently a couple were probably fighting in the car and the guy stepped on the accelerator instead of the brake. Then boom...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy got down and apologized while looking guilty. Then the girl went down, slammed the door, and ran away angrily. The driver and passengers of the car in front got down and examined their car but obviously don't know what to do. XD The guy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulak &lt;/span&gt;stucked in between, whether to stay or to chase after his girl. In the end he managed to persuade his girl to come back and since there's no apparent scratches or dent, they just dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes ago the couple were still chasing after each other, looking all lovey-dovey and hugging each other while walking to their car. I found it very amusing and SUPER dramatic at how everything unfolded, really feel like laughing. XD Well, I got to see all these thanks to the guys for making me waited in the car for almost an hour. -.- Some more lied to me that they had a flat tyre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believed... -___-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later that night, after I parked my car properly, CK scratched my car when he was reversing his. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accident they call it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call it KARMA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-5893450835343300809?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/5893450835343300809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-testosterone-and-estrogen-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/5893450835343300809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/5893450835343300809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-testosterone-and-estrogen-over.html' title='When Testosterone and Estrogen Over Flooding...'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SZg9v9WaivI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vJzCwIHHDEc/s72-c/the_curious_case_of_benjamin_button01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-8729051543916177320</id><published>2009-02-08T23:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T02:54:18.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nineteen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosh I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'m 19 already. I've grown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;old&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; up so much I didn't even realize how fast time flies. The number of candles on the birthday cake has been increasing so rapidly from single digit to double digit and now no birthday cake at all. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SZBaDtMEy8I/AAAAAAAAAPs/1H6fjshv5k8/s1600-h/1573748063_58f93c54af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SZBaDtMEy8I/AAAAAAAAAPs/1H6fjshv5k8/s320/1573748063_58f93c54af.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300835781131422658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The horrors...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has came to a point where I no longer relish growing up but birthday is definitely something to look forward to because of the &lt;s&gt;freebies from friends&lt;/s&gt; chance to get together with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the past year has been quite a blast. Yeah... With all the incoming homeworks thrown by your teachers and the exams coming one after another at you, it sure is a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;biiiggg &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;BLAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But the people I've met along the way has definitely brighten everything up. :)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, it's the year I turned legal finally. :P&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after going through 2008 with a speed of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;3.0x10^8 m/s&lt;/span&gt;, here I am, my last year of teenage hood. I would have to wait for another 94 years to be a teen again, when I turn one hundred and thir&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"TEEN&lt;/span&gt;" years old. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SZBXIp4Q-fI/AAAAAAAAAPk/7E3wUWuj6u0/s1600-h/israel-125year-old-man-laughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SZBXIp4Q-fI/AAAAAAAAAPk/7E3wUWuj6u0/s320/israel-125year-old-man-laughing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300832567607491058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Ahaks... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cough*&lt;/span&gt; Imma teen onesss agian &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cough cough*&lt;/span&gt; Less go fur a foosstball session shall we? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*gasp for air*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been fun all these years being a teen and I don't really intend to turn adult so soon... not just yet. How nice if I could be 18 for 10 more birthdays. :P&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta thank those who had sent me all the nice wishes. And Jonathan, CC, Chean and Janice for treating me to a lunch and Baskin Robbins. And Zhi Wang, Chee Kar, and CC once again for treating me to a supper. And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://cheanrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/obi-mok.html"&gt;Chean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://jonathanlkk9102.blogspot.com/2009/02/tik-iaw-kom.html"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;a href="http://janicelim89.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-19th-birthday-kit-kit.html"&gt;Janice&lt;/a&gt; for dedicating a post to me. T.T You guys made my day. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a lil late but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Happy 19th Birthday to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please gimme 5A's in STPM and a scholarship... T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-8729051543916177320?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/8729051543916177320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/02/nineteen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8729051543916177320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8729051543916177320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/02/nineteen.html' title='Nineteen...'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SZBaDtMEy8I/AAAAAAAAAPs/1H6fjshv5k8/s72-c/1573748063_58f93c54af.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-3806138805905347335</id><published>2009-02-03T22:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:27:17.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Has Been Quite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been rather plain this time. Not many relatives, not many &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpau&lt;/span&gt;'s, not much drinks and food, not many visits and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bla bla bla&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family stayed mostly at home for the first two days except having lunch with my grandma and uncle and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapao&lt;/span&gt;-ing food for dinner. Went Ipoh for the next 3 days to settle some stuffs and visit our relatives. Sadly, I couldn't satisfy myself with the food I've been looking forward to in Ipoh because apparently there was a crowd equivalent the size of half of the population in Perak standing not only inside but queuing up OUTSIDE the restaurant. -__-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We initially planned to stay for 2 days but there's been a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;slight&lt;/span&gt; disaster. My mom accidentally broke the water tap on the heater and the water just kept squirting out. -.- To make things worse, we couldn't stop the water even after shutting off the main pipe. Sigh... My dad ingeniously stuffed a rolled-up newspaper inside the pipe to stop the water but it's still leaking. Double sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we spent a day try to find spare parts but to no avail. Practically all shops were closed so we'd wasted a day doing nothing. We sorta asked my cousin's father-in-law to settle for us and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;cabut lari&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;went back to KL. On the very same day, I lost three &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpau&lt;/span&gt;'s I got from my grand aunties. &lt;s&gt;Karma perhaps&lt;/s&gt;. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day we went back to KL, I barely made it to Zhi Wang's open house. Chit-chatted a while, gambled a while &lt;s&gt;and won some money&lt;/s&gt;, took an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpau&lt;/span&gt; then went for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yumcha&lt;/span&gt; session. Then headed to CK's house for a sleepover. The initial plan was to watch movies until the next morning but in the end only I managed to finish the movies while the others were snoring their butts off. And yet I've been driving from Ipoh back to KL earlier on. Sigh you see the difference between a 19-year-old and a bunch of 20-year-old's? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday celebrated Kian Han's birthday with Poh Lian and Yat Hong in Times Square. Then it hit me. Wow most of my friends would turn 20 this year. We're leaving teenage hood and stepping into adulthood already. So sad... And next year's my turn. I'm not surprised if some children come up and call me uncle. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK that was a bit too much... Anyway it's part of life and we just have to learn to accept it I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm still eligible to take angpau's every CNY. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;PS : Yes&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; la &lt;/span&gt;I know there isn't any photos. Hardly anything worth taking. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-3806138805905347335?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/3806138805905347335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/02/chinese-new-year-has-been-quite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/3806138805905347335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/3806138805905347335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/02/chinese-new-year-has-been-quite.html' title='Chinese New Year Has Been Quite...'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-2112462468612939767</id><published>2009-01-26T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:01:36.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 'Ox' Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dong dong chiang~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's already Chinese New Year. I'm sure everyone's been busy either helping their families to prepare everything or meeting up with their relatives to &lt;s&gt;collect &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpau&lt;/span&gt;'s&lt;/s&gt; celebrate this wondrous festive season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except me who's been indulging myself excessively in RO. -.- Which explains the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just had a real simple reunion dinner with my family. Well it's not really a reunion since it's only the usual 5 of us. And I mean... REAL simple. My mom only prepared three simple dishes, of which one is bought from the market, and that's all we had for dinner. Even the usual dinner was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wayy&lt;/span&gt; better than this 1. =.= Only thing is, we had to add an extra scoop or two of rice, so to speak our appetite has grown bigger as we grow older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would only be going back to my dad's hometown on Wednesday for a couple of days, other than that I guess I would be staying at home. Somehow the CNY mood hasn't kicked in, and it just feels like any other day, minus the repetitive &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dong dong chiang~&lt;/span&gt; and the closed shops around town. I hope this CNY doesn't turn out to be a real bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see... We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just be excited about getting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpau&lt;/span&gt;'s... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end the entry, I would like to wish HH whose birthday falls exactly on the first day of CNY a Happy Birthday. Haha enjoy your holiday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SXyYtZUaEEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UMF2CjNsruc/s1600-h/P1100445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SXyYtZUaEEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UMF2CjNsruc/s320/P1100445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295275167538876482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And for the rest of the folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpau&lt;/span&gt;'s and have a prosperous year ahead. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-2112462468612939767?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/2112462468612939767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-ox-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/2112462468612939767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/2112462468612939767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-ox-year.html' title='Happy &apos;Ox&apos; Year'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SXyYtZUaEEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UMF2CjNsruc/s72-c/P1100445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-4873905587555650328</id><published>2009-01-16T22:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:35:34.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I No No Engrish... T.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally our MUET results is out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite a night. Some of us stayed up late to check our results &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ignore the fact that we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; stay up late :P)&lt;/span&gt;. But I wasn't anticipating to find out my result cause I really don't want to ruin my holiday in case anything had gone wrong. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mentah-mentah&lt;/span&gt; my holiday would last for another 2 months or so. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, everyone had their results and I couldn't stand the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what-if&lt;/span&gt; that's been going on and on and on... So I checked through SMS and I suddenly got so nervous that I trembled. =.='' I got a reply very soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pray and pray and pray before I read the message...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;You do not have sufficient credit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; to perform this transaction. Please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; reload your prepaid credit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;=____='' So much for the anticipation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I checked again using my dad's phone and knew I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Band 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... It wasn't what I've hoped for. But I thought I must have at least gotten an average Band 5, if not a strong Band 5. So I'm OK with it. But the next day all hopes were shattered when I got my result slip. =.=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minimum aggregated points of 220 must be obtained to get Band 5, 260 to get Band 6. And I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;221&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassed... Defeated... Humiliated... Disappointed... Failed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I ran out of vocabs already. That explains the marks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is, whenever people ask what I got, I only have to use one hand to show them instead of using both. Save the hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing is, it's a very very very weak Band 5 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Nobody got Band 6 in my school so I'm still considered one of the best &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, a&lt;/span&gt;lthough I &lt;s&gt;probably&lt;/s&gt; must have scored the lowest among the Band 5's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have expected too much I guess, after screwed up 3/4 of my paper. I've screwed up writing, reading, and speaking altogether, despite using the language in a daily basis. How ironic... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over already and maybe I shouldn't think too much of it. But it's harder to do than saying. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway congratulations to the others who had achieved what they had wanted. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-4873905587555650328?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/4873905587555650328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-no-no-engrish-tt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/4873905587555650328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/4873905587555650328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-no-no-engrish-tt.html' title='I No No Engrish... T.T'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-1472658270046690863</id><published>2009-01-12T00:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:38:40.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indecisive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know you're in deep shit when you still haven't decided what course and university you wanna further your studies in even after you've completed STPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even worse for indecisive people like me who takes forever just to decide which set lunch to order in McD. =.=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I've already limited my choices out of an array of career paths by not taking Biology in STPM. And I've been vacillating between engineering and maths related courses so it's not that difficult to choose between these two right? Just gotta get some info and that's it. Financial problem aside, I still have to consider the chances of getting into my choice of university, accommodation, transportation, and etc etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so in an attempt to set things right, I turned to the annual education fair in KLCC, hopefully it could shed some lights and guide me into choosing the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did alot of brochures grabbing, filling up forms, information gathering, asking questions, listening to others, &lt;s&gt;grabbing freebies,&lt;/s&gt; browsing around, and etc etc etc... Sadly it was kinda disappointing cause in the end I've realized my problem is that I'm VERY indecisive. =.=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wtf? I've found out that I'm still eligible to take up certain Biology related courses like dentistry and pharmacy as long as I'm taking Chemistry. So now I have to reconsider my choices, AGAIN for the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;234365764&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time. At this rate, I may continue vacillating until the day I apply for enrollment and scholarships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;-_______-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my... I'm &lt;s&gt;doom&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;doom this time. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-1472658270046690863?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/1472658270046690863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/indecisive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/1472658270046690863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/1472658270046690863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/indecisive.html' title='Indecisive'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-8440320295974205321</id><published>2009-01-06T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:02:00.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang Trip Day 3 *overdue post*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is the last day of our trip. Everyone's looking exhausted and sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCR2CMVcoI/AAAAAAAAAO8/n7M8mK0ebj8/s1600-h/DSC04696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCR2CMVcoI/AAAAAAAAAO8/n7M8mK0ebj8/s320/DSC04696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287386320020533890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCR05emT0I/AAAAAAAAAOk/P62bhG5Luxs/s1600-h/DSC04707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCR05emT0I/AAAAAAAAAOk/P62bhG5Luxs/s320/DSC04707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287386300501348162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CC and Rob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...but we woke up because of this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCUe0vf62I/AAAAAAAAAPM/OXJ5NpKkPek/s1600-h/DSC04650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCUe0vf62I/AAAAAAAAAPM/OXJ5NpKkPek/s320/DSC04650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287389219807816546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Urghh... the noise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...some group of people were having a party by the beach early in the morning. =.=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So we prepared ourselves for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCR1lnxlWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CTGRm99j9_4/s1600-h/DSC04702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCR1lnxlWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CTGRm99j9_4/s320/DSC04702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287386312350995810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeng... XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Probably because of taking too much food and the hygiene was quite questionable, I had diarrhea. Sigh... After going into toilet several times, everyone was so sleepy that they continued sleeping. So I went to sleep as well. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCR2Sj6JLI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3lEqKKlW6d8/s1600-h/DSC04677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCR2Sj6JLI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3lEqKKlW6d8/s320/DSC04677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287386324414375090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kent and CC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCR1tJ28_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/fL-0avK8cuc/s1600-h/DSC04704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCR1tJ28_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/fL-0avK8cuc/s320/DSC04704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287386314373002226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCUeym0CrI/AAAAAAAAAPU/plTe0ZblsqE/s1600-h/DSC04676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCUeym0CrI/AAAAAAAAAPU/plTe0ZblsqE/s320/DSC04676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287389219234515634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HH and Kent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And as if the diarrhea wasn't bad enough, I woke up with a fever and slight dizziness. =.='' Great... falling sick on a vacation is the last thing I hoped for. We took some photos in the motel before packing and checking out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCObTFUxNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MP5ZHvcbY1A/s1600-h/DSC04710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCObTFUxNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MP5ZHvcbY1A/s320/DSC04710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287382562163180754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rob acting cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCObIA7wzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/CKutuoBLJz0/s1600-h/DSC04711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCObIA7wzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/CKutuoBLJz0/s320/DSC04711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287382559191974706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me feeling ill, yet forcing a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCOasBxIdI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ZQ_0OXwrMBU/s1600-h/DSC04712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCOasBxIdI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ZQ_0OXwrMBU/s320/DSC04712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287382551679279570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kent being mischievous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCOaMRUyhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2Su2ifGlQBU/s1600-h/DSC04714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCOaMRUyhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2Su2ifGlQBU/s320/DSC04714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287382543154596370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CK posing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCOZ8jK7cI/AAAAAAAAAN8/i-5hjzAZa_0/s1600-h/DSC04721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCOZ8jK7cI/AAAAAAAAAN8/i-5hjzAZa_0/s320/DSC04721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287382538934480322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HH sitting&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; selamba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So after all that, we headed to town and had lunch at the restaurant we went yesterday. I was feeling quite ill and couldn't eat the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;char kuey teow&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to. Instead I opted for the duck &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuey teow&lt;/span&gt; soup. It was just mediocre. Quite disappointing but I finished it anyway since I had to take some medication later on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We headed to a shopping mall nearby to shop for souvenirs. I didn't have the mood to walk around as I was feeling dizzy. So some of us took care of our bags while the rest walked around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that we headed to the jetty by bus and bid Penang farewell. We took the same bus that broke down on the first day. Luckily it didn't break down today or else they would have to deal with 7&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dulan&lt;/span&gt;-ed students-turned-gangsters. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We reached KL by 8-ish pm. The girls alighted from the bus at earlier stations. We went home separately and luckily I felt a lot better in the bus after taking some medications. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So that's the end of our trip to Penang. It was a very pleasant trip even though there were some problems along the way but hey, it's probably the problems that made this trip so enjoyable. :P I'll definitely look forward to the next trip with you guys. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-8440320295974205321?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/8440320295974205321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/penang-trip-day-3-overdue-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8440320295974205321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8440320295974205321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/penang-trip-day-3-overdue-post.html' title='Penang Trip Day 3 *overdue post*'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCR2CMVcoI/AAAAAAAAAO8/n7M8mK0ebj8/s72-c/DSC04696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-7497755026424011817</id><published>2009-01-05T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:57:58.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang Trip Day 2 *overdue post*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a pleasant night. Had a very good night sleep, surrounded by the sound of waves and insects, as serene as a mother's lullaby, granting all of us a very 'conducive' atmosphere into slumbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... except the fact that the &lt;s&gt;blanket&lt;/s&gt; piece of cloth we covered ourselves in which is so thin that even a bimbo's makeup is thicker than it, did anything but keep us warm. And the guys just had to turn on the air-con with full blast. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Yeah la I know we don't have to pay for the electricity but please have mercy to &lt;s&gt;this fragile frame of mine&lt;/s&gt; the environment.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I can tolerate with shivering myself to sleep. No big deal. I'm just too tired already, even shivering takes alot of effort. All I want is as much sleep as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I continued indulging myself in dreamland, until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCI5QvBloI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ZP47gZ8Y1EM/s1600-h/DSC04540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCI5QvBloI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ZP47gZ8Y1EM/s320/DSC04540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287376479859086978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blardy hell... =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just had to wake us up in the most unconventional method. As for where they had so much energy from, I have no idea. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCI6tk3x9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/E9EsHvLmCfQ/s1600-h/DSC04556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCI6tk3x9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/E9EsHvLmCfQ/s320/DSC04556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287376504780998610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The castle CC and Hannah built when we were still VERY MUCH asleep &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Not for long =.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCI6e-ePKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Dirp8B3ZPbw/s1600-h/DSC04553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCI6e-ePKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Dirp8B3ZPbw/s320/DSC04553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287376500861844642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bugs stacking on top of each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCI5pCF4KI/AAAAAAAAAMc/C5yFDF8mODU/s1600-h/DSC04547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCI5pCF4KI/AAAAAAAAAMc/C5yFDF8mODU/s320/DSC04547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287376486381510818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Sleepy and tulan =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCI6KL_fXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Hrw_DFWjwH0/s1600-h/DSC04549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCI6KL_fXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Hrw_DFWjwH0/s320/DSC04549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287376495281405298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They even had the mood and energy to search for burrowed crabs in the sands =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We got ourselves 5 free sets of breakfast so all of us except Ken and HH went for breakfast at the cafeteria. The two of them had their breakfast somewhere else. It was just two slices of toast and an egg. If it wasn't for free we wouldn't eat there. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We prepared ourselves and went out for a tour around the town by bus. Well we had to buy some biscuits/cookies/whatever-you-call-it for our family/friends. But since it's still early, we decided to eat again and walk around before picking up the biscuits/cookies/whatever-you-call-it on our way back to the motel later cause it's troublesome to carry them around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCKsMPT0RI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BOJ2cd7bkno/s1600-h/DSC04561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCKsMPT0RI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BOJ2cd7bkno/s320/DSC04561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287378454337278226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;While waiting for the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We walked around under the blazing sun and in the end, we dropped by a mall that looks like Times Square but it's still under construction. From that mall, we walked to another mall. But it has nothing much to see so we walked to another mall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;which looked like Sungei Wang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. So we did mall-hopping. =.='' Actually we were looking for a cybercafe to satisfy our 'hunger' for CS. :P But to no avail. Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCKsseEMDI/AAAAAAAAANE/GYjMyoraEbk/s1600-h/DSC04564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCKsseEMDI/AAAAAAAAANE/GYjMyoraEbk/s320/DSC04564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287378462989103154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A shoe twice the size of its counterparts... The chosen one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCKs9V7qQI/AAAAAAAAANM/1slvS2gS73Q/s1600-h/DSC04565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCKs9V7qQI/AAAAAAAAANM/1slvS2gS73Q/s320/DSC04565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287378467518392578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the second mall, wondering where's the third mall. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCKtE2suaI/AAAAAAAAANU/jaDk8A2i0m4/s1600-h/DSC04567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCKtE2suaI/AAAAAAAAANU/jaDk8A2i0m4/s320/DSC04567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287378469534874018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HH the supermodel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;not&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCLp_u3WkI/AAAAAAAAANc/EFXTSngm19s/s1600-h/DSC04575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCLp_u3WkI/AAAAAAAAANc/EFXTSngm19s/s320/DSC04575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287379516131859010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Walked until very tired so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;camped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; in a CD store while deciding where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After all that, HH the tour guide brought us to a restaurant famous for its food and cendol. And damnn the &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; food was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; good that I kept typing food as good. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame... OK got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCLqn3t-dI/AAAAAAAAANs/oOLo8ngUrh8/s1600-h/DSC04578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCLqn3t-dI/AAAAAAAAANs/oOLo8ngUrh8/s320/DSC04578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287379526906411474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's the stall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCLrM6bg8I/AAAAAAAAAN0/nv4-jr3ANDk/s1600-h/DSC04579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCLrM6bg8I/AAAAAAAAAN0/nv4-jr3ANDk/s320/DSC04579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287379536849896386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just look at the crowd OMG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCLqja1rjI/AAAAAAAAANk/56Xv2f_ax6o/s1600-h/DSC04576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCLqja1rjI/AAAAAAAAANk/56Xv2f_ax6o/s320/DSC04576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287379525711539762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We couldn't wait for the rest so we ordered first. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Upon entering the sardine-packed restaurant, we saw Poh Lian and her friends. Coincidentally, she was having a vacation with her friends as well. Small world it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCHSi8dHrI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MXVCxUPhISw/s1600-h/DSC04580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCHSi8dHrI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MXVCxUPhISw/s320/DSC04580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287374715220729522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Didn't get to take a decent photo of her. That's her in the white shirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCHSV1lJ1I/AAAAAAAAAME/apjpUBlJ1Q4/s1600-h/DSC04585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCHSV1lJ1I/AAAAAAAAAME/apjpUBlJ1Q4/s320/DSC04585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287374711702234962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is already half of the restaurant but only a small group of people. You can imagine how packed it is. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HH helped us ordered the food cause we can't speak Hokkien &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Is it Hokkien?),&lt;/span&gt; and can only understand a little. =.=' We can speak Mandarin but we were told that they would know we're not Penangite and would charge us more. Blood suckers. =.=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCGB3XxTpI/AAAAAAAAALk/8onOxLzVlh8/s1600-h/DSC04595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCGB3XxTpI/AAAAAAAAALk/8onOxLzVlh8/s320/DSC04595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287373329134603922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha she even served us the food XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCHQiqxcfI/AAAAAAAAALs/MUgRya91S0Q/s1600-h/DSC04590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCHQiqxcfI/AAAAAAAAALs/MUgRya91S0Q/s320/DSC04590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287374680786825714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All we can do is wait and take photos :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCGALGXqoI/AAAAAAAAALM/YGhW0sTVBEs/s1600-h/DSC04610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCGALGXqoI/AAAAAAAAALM/YGhW0sTVBEs/s320/DSC04610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287373300070591106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And they too take photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCF_woBn_I/AAAAAAAAALE/c64E9WFwPpI/s1600-h/DSC04611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCF_woBn_I/AAAAAAAAALE/c64E9WFwPpI/s320/DSC04611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287373292963995634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wait so long... Wait till &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sien&lt;/span&gt; =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And finally the food came. Still having a food orgasm from the cendol just now, I had another 1 when I took the first sip of my asam laksa. Never knew asam laksa could be this good! OMG I was in heaven...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCGBhuo7NI/AAAAAAAAALc/EznAGNWMNUU/s1600-h/DSC04597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCGBhuo7NI/AAAAAAAAALc/EznAGNWMNUU/s320/DSC04597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287373323324943570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We showed no mercy to the food...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCHRu3ba_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/Rg6Vz9ZLHak/s1600-h/DSC04588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCHRu3ba_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/Rg6Vz9ZLHak/s320/DSC04588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287374701241002994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Succumb to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; cendol...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCHROOl-4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/uHMhmTfL3a8/s1600-h/DSC04589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCHROOl-4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/uHMhmTfL3a8/s320/DSC04589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287374692479794050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tak sabar-sabar nak makan XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCGA_k23yI/AAAAAAAAALU/w0Z5XxI_vLE/s1600-h/DSC04601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCGA_k23yI/AAAAAAAAALU/w0Z5XxI_vLE/s320/DSC04601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287373314157109026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at the size of the prawn. So succulent... I'm drooling already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCEsIwQoHI/AAAAAAAAAK8/QP2rFaSQ6zM/s1600-h/DSC04618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCEsIwQoHI/AAAAAAAAAK8/QP2rFaSQ6zM/s320/DSC04618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287371856331972722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lobak as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even after all these, I still haven't had enough and so I ordered another cendol. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCEqeiTTeI/AAAAAAAAAKc/KTQu0zhlxMU/s1600-h/DSC04623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCEqeiTTeI/AAAAAAAAAKc/KTQu0zhlxMU/s320/DSC04623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287371827819269602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Group photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we walked to take our biscuits/cookies/whatever-you-call-it and decided to head back to motel. We waited at the wrong bus stop and I was blamed for that. =.= So anyway, while we walked to the right one, FINALLY our call has been answered and we found a cybercafe just in front of the bus stop. XD Spent an hour there and RM 2 there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCEr7h-v_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/-r0q1Ev7BZQ/s1600-h/DSC04626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCEr7h-v_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/-r0q1Ev7BZQ/s320/DSC04626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287371852782419954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Waiting at the wrong bus stop and Hannah's in glee for unknown reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We reached the motel and headed straight to the beach. This time they decided to take a swim. Well initially I didn't want to get into water cause it was cold and windy, in the end I joined them anyway cause it's bored sitting alone safeguarding their belongings. =.= Again, first time jumping into the sea after so many years, and tasted the salt water, it was quite an experience... XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCErJQCCuI/AAAAAAAAAKs/VsTwG6q4JGM/s1600-h/DSC04635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCErJQCCuI/AAAAAAAAAKs/VsTwG6q4JGM/s320/DSC04635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287371839285365474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The guys acting weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCEq2mfXsI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bU0ayPgbY7s/s1600-h/DSC04637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCEq2mfXsI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bU0ayPgbY7s/s320/DSC04637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287371834279288514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obscene =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...and ended up having alot of sands in my pocket and all that. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After taking showers, the initial plan was to go to Gurney Plaza. But HH wanted to attend her cousin's birthday party so we changed our plan and had dinner instead in her cousin's house. And we even planned to go to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;pasar malam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but we headed back to our motel for fear we might miss the last bus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were all tired already. Hannah and CC slept quite early while the rest of us went to the food court again for supper after enjoying the mesmerizing night view by the beach. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;char kuey teow&lt;/span&gt; was really nice. Too bad I couldn't eat already or else I would've ordered another plate. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So that's it for Day 2. Everyone seemed to be worn out physically, but definitely we enjoyed this trip and asked for more. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-7497755026424011817?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/7497755026424011817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/penang-trip-day-2-overdue-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/7497755026424011817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/7497755026424011817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/penang-trip-day-2-overdue-post.html' title='Penang Trip Day 2 *overdue post*'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCI5QvBloI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ZP47gZ8Y1EM/s72-c/DSC04540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-8590746027225069270</id><published>2009-01-04T15:54:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:32:31.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang Trip Day 1 *overdue post*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a trip that we have been looking forward to, &lt;s&gt;partly due to the fact that this is the first time I've been to Penang&lt;/s&gt;. Yes we adhere to the rule never go on a trip without planning. And so we've been talking about and planning for this trip &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wayyy&lt;/span&gt; earlier, even before STPM started. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the &lt;s&gt;8&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Zhi Wang turned us down at the very last minute. We even bought his bus ticket =.=)&lt;/span&gt; 7 of us gathered at the bus station that day. I had to hand over my notes to Sin Yee, and since Chean's meeting up with her, I'd asked her a favor. OK make it 2. So I passed her my notes, and since she's going to school, might as well as her to fetch me as well. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly I'm the last one to reach there. So we met up and boarded the bus. Chee Kar has two seats to himself because Zhi Wang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ffk&lt;/span&gt;-ed. The journey was rather tedious. Everyone got some sleep in the bus, albeit the seats were rather uncomfortable for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus broke down after several hours on the road. So we had to either switch to another bus or wait for a couple of hours to get the bus repaired. We chose the former since we're behind our schedule even though the bus wasn't heading to where we wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB80FijUGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qCX2MH48smM/s1600-h/DSC04349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB80FijUGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qCX2MH48smM/s320/DSC04349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287363196815102050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HH's calling her relatives for direction. Stupid bus =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After an hour, we had to switch to another bus to get to the jetty. So at the transition station, I did an experiment, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ala&lt;/span&gt; Mythbusters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Situation :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A rather unfortunate lad had stepped on bubblegum, dragged it for quite a distance before realizing it's already sticking on his jeans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Myth :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ice cubes could remove the gum easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ya know, the same ol' trick that they play over and over again on education channel where they make this little kid thinks he's the future Einstein after removing the bubblegum off his shoes using ice cubes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verdict :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TOTALLY BUSTED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really help much. Instead of removing it, it actually smudged the jeans even worse. =.=' Education channel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kononnya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pfft&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we paid for the bus ticket another time even though obviously it's the company's fault that the bus broke down, and boarded the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB80c011mI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5cRDuZc7LH8/s1600-h/DSC04368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB80c011mI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5cRDuZc7LH8/s320/DSC04368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287363203065828962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tulan&lt;/span&gt; as the situation may get, must pose for the camera :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So we reached the jetty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after half an hour. This is the first time I've taken a ferry, so I was kinda in awe and all that. Sigh... =.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB59rTn2BI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6Qxil9ye9uY/s1600-h/DSC04395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB59rTn2BI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6Qxil9ye9uY/s320/DSC04395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287360063036971026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ohh look... Ferries...!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*jakun*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB59zRudGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/cuR50KGDHqE/s1600-h/DSC04396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB59zRudGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/cuR50KGDHqE/s320/DSC04396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287360065176499298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ohh look...!!! Small fishing boats...!!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (Apparently the others are ignoring me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB3PXbVzXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5PW9Z7rX9bE/s1600-h/DSC04413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB3PXbVzXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5PW9Z7rX9bE/s320/DSC04413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287357068403395954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;No one's sharing the same excitement as I do. And so I &lt;s&gt;pretend to be&lt;/s&gt; emo :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB8FUVaQZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LhxVhPiM518/s1600-h/DSC04406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB8FUVaQZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LhxVhPiM518/s320/DSC04406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287362393332662674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hannah and CC with Penang as the background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB8FPkEUcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/GDX4KC9Z-6A/s1600-h/DSC04400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB8FPkEUcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/GDX4KC9Z-6A/s320/DSC04400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287362392051962306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kent, HH, Hannah and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCC4UE-IMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/O7xgiBNPCFA/s1600-h/DSC04409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCC4UE-IMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/O7xgiBNPCFA/s320/DSC04409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287369866506805442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The 7 of us obstructing the ladder to the passenger seats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We got down the ferry and took RapidPenang to the hotel. Frankly, it was nothing much different than RapidKL. In fact they don't sell daily pass as RapidKL does. So much for the publicity. =.=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB3OugZwdI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ou4j7KFPzkQ/s1600-h/DSC04415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB3OugZwdI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ou4j7KFPzkQ/s320/DSC04415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287357057418772946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The same yellow handle and blue seats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After going around town, we'd finally reached the hotel. Well that's at least what I thought we would be staying in, until HH brought us to a motel next to the hotel. LOL. No complaints though. In fact the motel probably provides better accessibility to the beach than the hotel since our rooms are just steps away from the beach. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCC4n3nMNI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x7QY_LTXnOQ/s1600-h/DSC04418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCC4n3nMNI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x7QY_LTXnOQ/s320/DSC04418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287369871819485394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While they pay the bills and checking in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCC462TPMI/AAAAAAAAAKE/lXcpYml-W-4/s1600-h/DSC04419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCC462TPMI/AAAAAAAAAKE/lXcpYml-W-4/s320/DSC04419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287369876914257090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...dono-who took my photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After chucking our bags into our rooms, we headed to the food court just in front of the motel to grab something to eat since we'd totally missed our lunch due to the earlier predicaments. It was still too early for all the stalls to open, so we just had what's available. Not much choice, but I had to sacrifice my virgin gastronomical adventure in Penang in this food court that doesn't impress me much cause we're all starving already. Fortunately the food doesn't disappoint me. In fact it was quite good. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied, we headed to the beach straight away for a walk. And this is also the first time I've set foot on a beach after many many years when I was 1/4 of my current height which I can't recall. Come to think of it, I'm kinda like a classic example of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;katak di bawak tempurung&lt;/span&gt;. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWBzvIKxh7I/AAAAAAAAAHs/qpTyxEhq3xs/s1600-h/DSC04493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWBzvIKxh7I/AAAAAAAAAHs/qpTyxEhq3xs/s320/DSC04493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287353216016680882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WWE - Water Wrestling is Entertaining :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB0nGLBwkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FgyU-IdOCfs/s1600-h/DSC04476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB0nGLBwkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FgyU-IdOCfs/s320/DSC04476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287354177553547842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We all watch them kick sand to each other till the sun comes home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCC5VQN3jI/AAAAAAAAAKM/XzZYA4Ya8hY/s1600-h/DSC04445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCC5VQN3jI/AAAAAAAAAKM/XzZYA4Ya8hY/s320/DSC04445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287369884002278962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Self-timer rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWBzu6-f8yI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EHgsyaT7pFc/s1600-h/DSC04483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWBzu6-f8yI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EHgsyaT7pFc/s320/DSC04483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287353212475536162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Walking in the water is way better than walking on the sand :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCC5v5O6CI/AAAAAAAAAKU/s9ATgr1DeU8/s1600-h/DSC04450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWCC5v5O6CI/AAAAAAAAAKU/s9ATgr1DeU8/s320/DSC04450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287369891153635362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CC has to hold the camera, and so we did the HSM jump shot without him :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB4nDLRf8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/VGzcFeNHK-4/s1600-h/DSC04506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB4nDLRf8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/VGzcFeNHK-4/s320/DSC04506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287358574795784130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The sun came home, and so did we.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went back to our rooms and showered. We &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one-two-jus&lt;/span&gt;-ed to decide our turn to shower &lt;s&gt;cause we're that childish&lt;/s&gt; to be fair. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB4m0CDLFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tgZBsvqzujI/s1600-h/DSC04511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB4m0CDLFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tgZBsvqzujI/s320/DSC04511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287358570730564690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chor-tai-dee-&lt;/span&gt;ing&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;while waiting for our turns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After everyone's finished bathing, we went for supper at the food court. This time all the stalls had opened and we ordered quite alot of dishes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB4C6mEDnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/sE_k_zrM0qQ/s1600-h/DSC04514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB4C6mEDnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/sE_k_zrM0qQ/s320/DSC04514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287357954016939634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone's full yet still feels like ordering more XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB4CreHjGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/R4i2sHhkdsc/s1600-h/DSC04512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB4CreHjGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/R4i2sHhkdsc/s320/DSC04512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287357949957082210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Full and satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the hearty meal, HH suggested to walk to the nearest mall since we're not prepared to call it a day yet. Well I'm not quite sure what's her definition of 'NEAR' but the mall is nowhere near our motel. We walked for a total of 15, or maybe 20 minutes yet the mall is nowhere to be seen. By the time we saw it, it's probably closed so we turned and walked back to the motel. So much for nothing. But anyway, there isn't anything we could do at that hour so it's kinda good also to get some walk. Everyone's enjoying the walk I think as nobody's complaining about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWBxpDe6-9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/CoS5RGsVbAQ/s1600-h/DSC04517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWBxpDe6-9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/CoS5RGsVbAQ/s320/DSC04517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287350912656538578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Took this photo of the motel we're staying in during the stay. The shadow makes it looked like it's haunted or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Upon returning to our rooms, that's when all hells break loose when the girls suggested to play 'Truth or Dare'. And we did pillow-talk kinda thingy session. We got to know quite alot of dirty little secrets from a few of us. Haha. Well those secrets are best kept within the few of us. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We slept at 3am. By then most of us were already too tired to do anything already. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is only the first day of our trip and we already had so much fun even though we spent half of the day travelling on bus. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-8590746027225069270?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/8590746027225069270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/penang-trip-day-1-overdue-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8590746027225069270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8590746027225069270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/penang-trip-day-1-overdue-post.html' title='Penang Trip Day 1 *overdue post*'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SWB80FijUGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qCX2MH48smM/s72-c/DSC04349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-4621699514785053103</id><published>2009-01-01T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:03:39.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye 08... Helo 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow, time really flies. It's 2009 already and it's just not another year you know, not when most of your friends are gonna turn 20 this year &lt;s&gt;while myself still being the youthful 19-year-old lad&lt;/s&gt;. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know I still have uh... around 5 pending posts, and probably I'm not gonna do another new year resolution because most likely I won't put much attention and effort to achieve it anyway. The &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/the_law_of_mok/635019319/last-post-in-2007.html"&gt;8 resolutions&lt;/a&gt; I've made last year was very much a failure, if not totally. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 was quite eventful, albeit mostly it's all about STPM... STPM... STPM... Despite the fact that we dreaded STPM like it's a kind of disease, I think it's really one heck of an experience for all of us and frankly, I ain't complaining about it for a bit. In overall, I enjoyed myself very much and it's something that would definitely leave a mark in my life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's a new year, and everyone should give themselves a new head start. Good luck everyone and erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enjoy yourself people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : I'm REALLY trying very hard to finish up the pending posts. =.=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-4621699514785053103?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/4621699514785053103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow-time-really-flies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/4621699514785053103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/4621699514785053103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow-time-really-flies.html' title='Bye 08... Helo 09'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-8379919974096249668</id><published>2008-12-24T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:02:51.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jingle bell~ Jingle bell~ Jingle all the way~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HO~HO~HO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaddaya know? It's Christmas already. Geez I didn't even notice until yesterday when my brothers reminded me. Guess I've been staying at home for too long already. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now it's still Christmas eve and well, it's all about being together with family right? So being the nice kid I am, I've decided to stay at home to &lt;s&gt;play RO&lt;/s&gt; be with my family. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I've just came back after meeting up with Kian Han and Nadaraj to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt; in Times Square and Sungei Wang. Sales are everywhere and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;um&lt;/span&gt;, decorations are everywhere so it's quite christmas-ty. Feels like going for a shopping spree but I &lt;s&gt;was feeling too stingy&lt;/s&gt; should be frugal in times of economy slowdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for today. Wanna wish everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;um&lt;/span&gt;... I've been a good kid, Santa... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-8379919974096249668?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/8379919974096249668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2008/12/jingle-bell-jingle-bell-jingle-all-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8379919974096249668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8379919974096249668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2008/12/jingle-bell-jingle-bell-jingle-all-way.html' title='Jingle bell~ Jingle bell~ Jingle all the way~~~'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-8449905023205920014</id><published>2008-12-22T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:17:37.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day *seriously overdue post*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's the last day of school before a week of &lt;s&gt;holiday&lt;/s&gt; study leave. STPM is just around the corner and the tension is building up. But today's the Graduation Day and seriously, STPM doesn't seem to matter much, considering the fact that today's the day that classmates become ex-classmates and schoolmates become ex-schoolmates. And so I fret... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9xfdnmMuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/uzD5PZHsqh0/s1600-h/DSC04232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9xfdnmMuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/uzD5PZHsqh0/s320/DSC04232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282565673269474018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some share the same feeling. So much so that they feel like crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9nQrxAcQI/AAAAAAAAADk/un52BhE-vq8/s1600-h/DSC04230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9nQrxAcQI/AAAAAAAAADk/un52BhE-vq8/s320/DSC04230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282554424252723458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;No more school for me?? o.O~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But then again, school's finally over and no more homeworks and all that. XD But then again, we may miss it cause being a student is not that bad afterall. But then again, new experiences await us ahead and we must look forward. Sigh... Undecisive homo-sapiens. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony started with speeches and certificates giving. I got myself a Full Attendance Certificate. Practically there wasn't anything to do except chatting and snapping photos. So let's just skip that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the ceremony, the teachers lined up and all of us were to shake hands and bid them farewell on our way to the terrace. Some teachers gave their words of couragement, showing their support and confidence to the students. While some teachers and students, overwhelmed by their emotions, broke down instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to the terrace, our juniors caught up to give us some gifts. And they gave me these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-tXoMqIYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OX6c9gXx1tI/s1600-h/IMG_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-tXoMqIYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OX6c9gXx1tI/s320/IMG_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282631509367988610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Handmade clay doll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The girls got these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9lsvUiFkI/AAAAAAAAADc/91brtj6zHRw/s1600-h/DSC04227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9lsvUiFkI/AAAAAAAAADc/91brtj6zHRw/s320/DSC04227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282552707220117058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And a card if I'm not mistaken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...which you could see them flaunting it when taking photos. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright so after that, it's all about taking photos and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-g9xXaJMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iQIEEN2K9TU/s1600-h/DSCN4611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-g9xXaJMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iQIEEN2K9TU/s320/DSCN4611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282617871012865218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wanyi, Hsien, Chean, ZX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-pSPc7B-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/-jZA3XX7iP8/s1600-h/DSCN4662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-pSPc7B-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/-jZA3XX7iP8/s320/DSCN4662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282627018779461602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Chean, Jonathan, Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-majvrJZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/68mNR4YW5bY/s1600-h/DSCN4645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-majvrJZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/68mNR4YW5bY/s320/DSCN4645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282623863130891666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then Pn Tay joined us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-maJHPI6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/-UbA_avhA5Q/s1600-h/DSCN4642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-maJHPI6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/-UbA_avhA5Q/s320/DSCN4642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282623855981962146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Goku-Rob + Goku-Jun, Goku-Hong + Goku-Mok and one&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sesat&lt;/span&gt; acting-cute girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some seniors decided to drop by in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-pRKDnpmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1y52EFp9_NQ/s1600-h/DSCN4656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-pRKDnpmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1y52EFp9_NQ/s320/DSCN4656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282627000151287394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Yemmeng, Chean, Darryn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And of course, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ex-DatoOnion&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ex-DatoOnn students reunited. But I have no idea who had the photo. =.= Only manage to get this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-jvUkuGrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IuSh3NIy_G8/s1600-h/DSCN4625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-jvUkuGrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IuSh3NIy_G8/s320/DSCN4625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282620921300785842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Classmates for five years, schoolmates for seven years :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-iqoDkwkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/N5ireuKH3yw/s1600-h/DSCN4620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-iqoDkwkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/N5ireuKH3yw/s320/DSCN4620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282619741119496770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Janice and Sharveena hugging each other while Yuan Nung er... salivating? o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9_xv9iYOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZveVB1mZFYI/s1600-h/DSC04271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9_xv9iYOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZveVB1mZFYI/s320/DSC04271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282581380593770722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;ZX and PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU96yAlm_0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/GlNXJ-8Escs/s1600-h/DSC04250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU96yAlm_0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/GlNXJ-8Escs/s320/DSC04250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282575887498673986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Wacky classmates XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU96XuzPUAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WnSP5POhXTo/s1600-h/DSC04246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU96XuzPUAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WnSP5POhXTo/s320/DSC04246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282575436047405058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;The wackiest of all... Daniel Siow&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (even his name suggested it)&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU93U49Hl5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/pUAQxXag31I/s1600-h/DSC04240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU93U49Hl5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/pUAQxXag31I/s320/DSC04240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282572088698705810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;MaGnEsIuM and Radium&lt;/s&gt; CC and Rob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9o45NxcZI/AAAAAAAAADs/M7LYQn5_Msw/s1600-h/DSCN4696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9o45NxcZI/AAAAAAAAADs/M7LYQn5_Msw/s320/DSCN4696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282556214569431442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;Me and Ken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9wFCTnrUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/m_BmYvzH6_U/s1600-h/DSCN4695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9wFCTnrUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/m_BmYvzH6_U/s320/DSCN4695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282564119749700930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;Chean and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9XpMSqOKI/AAAAAAAAADU/-wqQfa8WtW4/s1600-h/DSCN4698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282537253114624162" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9XpMSqOKI/AAAAAAAAADU/-wqQfa8WtW4/s320/DSCN4698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;Wanyi and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU90mXRl7RI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3jVvWvRaSfg/s1600-h/DSCN4687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU90mXRl7RI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3jVvWvRaSfg/s320/DSCN4687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282569090360536338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;Me, Ern Khai, CC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-pRr87a4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/F6T5L6YDdEk/s1600-h/DSCN4657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-pRr87a4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/F6T5L6YDdEk/s320/DSCN4657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282627009250028418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rob and Wanyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-mZxnseTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GM9w5dOOZsg/s1600-h/DSCN4632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-mZxnseTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GM9w5dOOZsg/s320/DSCN4632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282623849675651378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ern Khai and Chean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then the juniors joined us as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-JCBR05WI/AAAAAAAAAFM/HM3cXYWRjZk/s1600-h/DSCN4678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-JCBR05WI/AAAAAAAAAFM/HM3cXYWRjZk/s320/DSCN4678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282591555724830050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;Where the seniors become ex-boys/girls and the juniors become seniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-HF9egakI/AAAAAAAAAFE/gfnXCwkztC0/s1600-h/DSCN4685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-HF9egakI/AAAAAAAAAFE/gfnXCwkztC0/s320/DSCN4685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282589424400493122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;The girls all wanted to take photo with CW XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some took the opportunity to take photo with the VIP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-N77pjh2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/9fEI4leOcvk/s1600-h/DSCN4672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-N77pjh2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/9fEI4leOcvk/s320/DSCN4672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282596948692666210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;Prospective leaders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we had to stay back to collect our exam slip. It's back to reality and we have to prepare for the coming exams. Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU991LsVEVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/yfxGKbVgxV0/s1600-h/DSC04265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU991LsVEVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/yfxGKbVgxV0/s320/DSC04265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282579240554139986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;Pn. Victoria explaining some details...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9-ya6C-aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SyaQEIA_Hoc/s1600-h/DSC04266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9-ya6C-aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SyaQEIA_Hoc/s320/DSC04266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282580292610226594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's time to be serious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that, we were allowed to dismiss. So half of the class went for steamboat while some went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'C U There'&lt;/span&gt; cafe with the juniors. Well, obviously, the girls didn't wanna have steamboat so all the boys except Ken and Karthik went for the steamboat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-gdsJoVfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/w3r2Ona-2f4/s1600-h/DSC04292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-gdsJoVfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/w3r2Ona-2f4/s320/DSC04292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282617319857083890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Poser... =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-ZZof_SkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IEe1pxGltig/s1600-h/DSC04291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-ZZof_SkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IEe1pxGltig/s320/DSC04291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282609553576249922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;CC, me, Kye Hong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-N7WhVdSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/x8LX8jX8Uys/s1600-h/DSC04289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-N7WhVdSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/x8LX8jX8Uys/s320/DSC04289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282596938726077730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alairic, Dinesh, Zhi Wang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9_xyUpgTI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mIYPZtZK1K4/s1600-h/DSC04287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9_xyUpgTI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mIYPZtZK1K4/s320/DSC04287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282581381227577650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chee Kar, Hoong Jun, Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So that's it. The end of the secondary school life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-ma85eR3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/FIvPc_4bsCI/s1600-h/DSCN4647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU-ma85eR3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/FIvPc_4bsCI/s320/DSCN4647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282623869882877810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Graduating Class of 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All the best in SPM/STPM. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-8449905023205920014?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/8449905023205920014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8449905023205920014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/8449905023205920014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='Graduation Day *seriously overdue post*'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SU9xfdnmMuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/uzD5PZHsqh0/s72-c/DSC04232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-2797678584214348460</id><published>2008-12-18T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:23:35.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Party 2008 *seriously overdue post*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...which is the last class party I would be having... Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last excuse for us to have some fun before facing the dreaded STPM. Heh... But kinda sad though, it's probably the last few moment in school for us. No longer a high school student boohoo~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to the party, which isn't exactly a party cause we have to attend a rehearsal for Graduation Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was so excited about trying the food especially the tomyam fried rice I brought that they camwhored with the food. BAHAHAHHAHAHAHA...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Sorry I was being delusional.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpZLELbIaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8RO1FEqWJvU/s1600-h/DSC04010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpZLELbIaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8RO1FEqWJvU/s320/DSC04010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281131559680418210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yin&lt;/span&gt;'s in Kensett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nah here's the proof. Boh's caught in the act of stealing the handmade sushis by CC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpe3S8bVBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bcymGabPrps/s1600-h/DSC04039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpe3S8bVBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bcymGabPrps/s320/DSC04039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281137817116431378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lo and behold ZX the legendary glutton XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then again, his sushis were really nice. Bear in mind, I don't fancy sushis. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well everyone has contributed alot that there was simply too much food for us to finish. So much so that the food can support 21 of us for one whole week. XD &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqKBHvp-PI/AAAAAAAAAC0/D1SOJUydtsk/s1600-h/DSCN4513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqKBHvp-PI/AAAAAAAAAC0/D1SOJUydtsk/s320/DSCN4513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281185264908761330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqDSvRHU7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/dBqFmazMIOw/s1600-h/DSC04047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqDSvRHU7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/dBqFmazMIOw/s320/DSC04047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281177870994461618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...food OMG &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our juniors made us some mash potatoes. But it was nowhere to be seen before I got to try it. =.= Anyway that was very nice of them. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpyev9wh0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/AKTQ9mYVNTQ/s1600-h/DSC04044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpyev9wh0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/AKTQ9mYVNTQ/s320/DSC04044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281159385642469186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Thank you very much :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we've got ourselves 3 cakes as well. Zhi Wang bought one from, if I'm not mistaken, Nikko Hotel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqNoq5YzsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RNQIMKc13F4/s1600-h/DSCN4514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqNoq5YzsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RNQIMKc13F4/s320/DSCN4514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281189242894601922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Geez I was too full to eat more of this... Taste nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Thong baked us a cheesecake but it's too sour for my liking. Others seem to enjoy this very much as it's finished in no time. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpziJ9forI/AAAAAAAAABE/BUmsDQ02hkw/s1600-h/DSC04056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpziJ9forI/AAAAAAAAABE/BUmsDQ02hkw/s320/DSC04056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281160543671919282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;''I've introduced Physics theories in baking this cake. Perhaps eating this would help you guys in the exam.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah I added that part. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ZX bought brownies from Secret Recipe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqIGMGCMkI/AAAAAAAAACk/xRdSQhP-JwM/s1600-h/DSCN4473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqIGMGCMkI/AAAAAAAAACk/xRdSQhP-JwM/s320/DSCN4473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281183152952455746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Very chocolaty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK after some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoo-haa&lt;/span&gt;-ing in the classroom, we were chased out to the hall for the rehearsal. Nothing much except lining up, listening instructions, and more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoo-haa&lt;/span&gt;-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour, we were finally allowed to have our party. Well, the feast has long started even before the rehearsal. :P Did MORE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoo-haa&lt;/span&gt;-ing and ate MORE food. Daniel blasted his speakers to rev up the party mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqC0RHGdKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Zaa6VBDHKXM/s1600-h/DSC04046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqC0RHGdKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Zaa6VBDHKXM/s320/DSC04046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281177347503322274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;For some reason I find it looks like the kidney and bladder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the girls prepared some small yet meaningful gifts for the teachers, which is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUplmREvvbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/UT-G0B0KbXU/s1600-h/DSC04108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUplmREvvbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/UT-G0B0KbXU/s320/DSC04108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281145221138070962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come come, everyone got one. Don't fight don't fight. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...cup signed by all of us. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I play a round of Chinese Chess with the Hoong Jun. Initially PuiMun wanna play but don't know why Hoong Jun's the one playing with me. XD Sigh it's been quite a while since I play and well, that's my favourite board game. Too bad it's kinda hard to find someone to play with cause everybody else says it's boring. =.='' &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sapu&lt;/span&gt;-ed Hoong Jun. WAAHHHAA... Even with CK's help. BWAHHAHAHAH &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*syok sendiri*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpnbUnG3NI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8qjpZHk6Sug/s1600-h/DSC04053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpnbUnG3NI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8qjpZHk6Sug/s320/DSC04053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281147232132193490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;CK&lt;/span&gt; : Nono not this, liddis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Jun&lt;/span&gt; : o.o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PM&lt;/span&gt; : Sigh... Not I play meh. Why you play 1? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Take your time... take your time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ala sifu style*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;CC and Dinesh&lt;/span&gt; : Let's gay hug each other ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;KH&lt;/span&gt; : WTF? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Wang&lt;/span&gt; : Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While some Mori girl came in and asked Chiew Wai to explain some questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpqrwKgqHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Cqb5WsSyNpg/s1600-h/DSC04105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpqrwKgqHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Cqb5WsSyNpg/s320/DSC04105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281150812941232242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Class party? What class party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is what I called hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to thrash our juniors' class after they had their turns. And found out they had this instead of the conventional ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUp1-erBXQI/AAAAAAAAABM/rBExvkXB-3g/s1600-h/DSC04061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUp1-erBXQI/AAAAAAAAABM/rBExvkXB-3g/s320/DSC04061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281163229291175170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Steamboat XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lucky for them, they get to have the party in the air-conditioned lab or else they would have themselves steamed instead. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so we took photos together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqFxZiRcRI/AAAAAAAAACM/G6lnUeZ5cBA/s1600-h/DSC04081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqFxZiRcRI/AAAAAAAAACM/G6lnUeZ5cBA/s320/DSC04081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281180596760047890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Dennis, my personal junior. Kindly ignore the awkward posture. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUp5r8ew_eI/AAAAAAAAABs/lugiu3KW3RI/s1600-h/DSC04069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUp5r8ew_eI/AAAAAAAAABs/lugiu3KW3RI/s320/DSC04069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281167308921830882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Personal seniors and junior : Me, Joanna, Hannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqDx02EsaI/AAAAAAAAACE/66ONGgUZiEc/s1600-h/DSC04070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqDx02EsaI/AAAAAAAAACE/66ONGgUZiEc/s320/DSC04070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281178405067600290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;The other seniors decided to join in as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqGeEXQOYI/AAAAAAAAACU/1CewLwIxzmQ/s1600-h/DSCN1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqGeEXQOYI/AAAAAAAAACU/1CewLwIxzmQ/s320/DSCN1165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281181364170799490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Uh... Daniel and Jun were a bit hyper I think XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqJOh7GsxI/AAAAAAAAACs/FgAduxkgZvw/s1600-h/DSCN4508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqJOh7GsxI/AAAAAAAAACs/FgAduxkgZvw/s320/DSCN4508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281184395762774802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Spot the odd one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqV_WYb3cI/AAAAAAAAADM/h0ewJ10yrYg/s1600-h/PA240227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqV_WYb3cI/AAAAAAAAADM/h0ewJ10yrYg/s320/PA240227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281198428617694658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;More people joined in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqGxhDWIqI/AAAAAAAAACc/MfC3nSs2f5A/s1600-h/DSCN1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqGxhDWIqI/AAAAAAAAACc/MfC3nSs2f5A/s320/DSCN1169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281181698289443490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;A photo with the 3 posers down there :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUp2sOQhgHI/AAAAAAAAABU/KuRYvf_mQVc/s1600-h/DSC04067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUp2sOQhgHI/AAAAAAAAABU/KuRYvf_mQVc/s320/DSC04067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281164015159050354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Be it juniors or seniors, we're all Kensettians :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that I headed back to class and continued stuffing myself with food. Took more photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqPrCxL8VI/AAAAAAAAADE/WKYugq1jCqA/s1600-h/DSCN4532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUqPrCxL8VI/AAAAAAAAADE/WKYugq1jCqA/s320/DSCN4532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281191482685649234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I just got to post this photo of CK fake smiling XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...and continued stuffing myself with food, again. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then it's time to clean up. Most of us went home right away, while some of us stayed a while and chatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that marks the end of the party. I left the school with not only a stuffed stomach, as well as a whole pot of fried rice that I brought to school. =.= Yeah, went home have to stuff myself some more rice. But decided couldn't finish it ourselves so we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belanja&lt;/span&gt;-ed my brothers' tuition mates. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was still fried rice though... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*dulan*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it's quite a blast. We had quite alot of fun, and seriously we needed to relax ourselves from the never-ending revision. What's more, we're leaving the school soon and we won't be meeting each other so often, so this is a good opportunity for us to have fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And true it is, the brownies says it all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768153065659702868-2797678584214348460?l=thelawofmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/feeds/2797678584214348460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2008/12/class-party-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/2797678584214348460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768153065659702868/posts/default/2797678584214348460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelawofmok.blogspot.com/2008/12/class-party-2008.html' title='Class Party 2008 *seriously overdue post*'/><author><name>Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159056875259707445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yxM974S4uL0/SUpZLELbIaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8RO1FEqWJvU/s72-c/DSC04010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768153065659702868.post-960036822823708963</id><published>2008-12-15T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:58:44.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Had Enough Of Xanga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so my blogging saga shall be continued hence forth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jeng jeng jeng~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*cue dodgy soundtracks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aih what to do? I didn't wanna leave Xanga but things didn't go well. You know it's quite troublesome to start all over again and it requires alot of willpower to actually dump my Xanga. T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well since I did it, I might as well try my best to work this thing out. So please please please bear with me. 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