<?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-3537009312038243622</id><updated>2011-07-30T22:34:15.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>images and words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-944825759904640449</id><published>2009-12-03T13:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T15:33:34.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An impact</title><content type='html'>Hi guys. Waited too long for my debut? Or consider that a comeback. Here's something educational for readers. My fellow friend Ah Boon, General Negative gave a speech while I was driving him home on one fine day. Nop, it's actually not a very fine day because we suffered from a traffic jam of 3 hours. And what did he have to say? CHECK THIS OUT, I BET YOU'LL LOVE HIM FOR THAT!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tm2nHva9FSE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tm2nHva9FSE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjR6QDIQd-0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjR6QDIQd-0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;ENJOY!&lt;/span&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/3537009312038243622-944825759904640449?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/944825759904640449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=944825759904640449&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/944825759904640449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/944825759904640449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2009/12/impact.html' title='An impact'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-6770724939195826331</id><published>2009-07-20T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:17:32.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, I'm back in Sabah. SEMESTER 3 begins, NOW. Damn sad. I guess you'll miss my ass. And this picture is to tell you readers how I'm doing over here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday YuYu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep in Touch Assholes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-6770724939195826331?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/6770724939195826331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=6770724939195826331&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/6770724939195826331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/6770724939195826331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2009/07/semester-3.html' title='Semester 3'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-6864247944272115330</id><published>2009-05-23T20:38:00.054+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:42:54.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gurney Hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShoWiT3zZdI/AAAAAAAAAik/wkzBM4MYxgw/s1600-h/DSCN0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShkgRt2oucI/AAAAAAAAAhs/gU0dTFJt3Ns/s1600-h/98910_f120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShkgRt2oucI/AAAAAAAAAhs/gU0dTFJt3Ns/s400/98910_f120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339334321963055554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShkeG8UrjiI/AAAAAAAAAhk/pVZseF5Ukgo/s1600-h/DSCN0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShjX6rzGC2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/JUKBrbpi8-k/s1600-h/DSCN0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;AHHHH....The great outdoors! I'm back; CHILLIN in the island again. People are like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Hey DICK FACE! YAH YOU! Let me ask you a question: WHERE THE FARK DO YOU GET THE BALLS TO NEGLECT YOUR BLOG?! WHERE THE FARK? WHERE?! WHERE? SHOW ME. WHY DON'T YOU FARKING SHOW ME? TAKE ME. TAKE ME TO THE FARKING STORE. WHERE YOU GOT THE BALLS TO NEGLECT YOU BLOG!? WHERE THE FARK DID YOU GET THE FARKING BALLS? WHERE?!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;*speechless* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lazy and I did not have much motivation at all. Forgive me this time and I am gona try my best to write more. There isn't so much to talk about when I was in Sabah because life wasn't interesting there compared to Penang. It's the second week of my homecoming and things are doing great. It all started when Mr &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Ryan Kam&lt;/span&gt; suggested a hotel stay at G-hotel. Brilliant idea; because a one night stand in G hotel would make Clan Haha pay 400 bux. After hearing that, our chairperson who was responsible for this stay had no choice but to go for alternatives. He then suggested a one night stand in THE COVE. I forgot what the shit was, but Epic PHailed. We couldn't get no deals. And so I had no idea how, but we ended up in Gurney Hotel paying RM 276 for last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was really upset for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Apek&lt;/span&gt; as we hadta quit DoTA for one night. Initially, he was not going to show up. But after taking a walk with the FOREST FAIRIES at 4 a.m, he changed his mind. FAAAN-taRstic. This is just FAAAAAAN-taRstic. What's more, here I am writing my story, on the other hand we have apek asking me to stop and game with him. WTF, check this chatlog out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;huokit avenue says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm bloggin abt yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ŧĵč_²³ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;blog can wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;game cannot eh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;KIA LA puto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;game la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lols. Don't worry readers. I will still write. I know you're curious. I won't let you all down anymore by leaving my blog rot and die. Haha. On Friday, 22/5/2009, my journey started with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ApongSin&lt;/span&gt; fetching me to Gurney Hotel with Abura/Carriemie/&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jogreswari&lt;/span&gt;/Kah Whai. The shitty part was we DID NOT BOOK the night before. And we walked in there and got a room right away. This is what we call 'the art of a deal', where money always is the universal and general solution. As we checked in, we got 3 door cards. It was like getting our hands on SCYLLA(to understand this, you need to watch prison break season 4). A call from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Rahid&lt;/span&gt; Kam Chuan Yang came at 4 something telling us he was there. And so, we CHILLED in the room(unit) which had a master room with a king-sized bed, a double room with a queen-sized bed, a small "kitchen" which has a sink and a fridge and a "living room" which has sofas. This hotel room is unique and it gave me a feeling of an apartment unit instead of hotel room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShggI2UjloI/AAAAAAAAAgM/lPXuOALfWio/s400/DSCN0046.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339052694640498306" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this was how they chilled; not in the room but the BATHROOM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The bathroom of the master room was a WINNER as it came with a spectacular view and a jacuzzi tub. And they even have a door which could lead us to another side of the world. Just like Narnia and its farking retarded wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/Shgh_qbjiWI/AAAAAAAAAgU/TrcYuaPE_zk/s400/DSCN0053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know you wana tell me that my outfit sucked. I admit that I looked like some healthy and fit uncle who was going for a jog at Botanical Gardens for 10 rounds fighting Cancer with the Relay for Life T-shirt. Actually, I thought that we would go for a swim directly after we checked in. I was like "who cares about what I wear? there's no need for a good dress-up as we're taking those shirts and pants off!" Apparently, my friends' thoughts and my thoughts weren't the same and there was a big difference with the theme of what we wore. And then, there was a knock on the door. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCKING ON HEAVEN's DOOR. I'd suggest that you wait for the video to finish loading before watching for maximum laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d23eeac0cc899ca1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd23eeac0cc899ca1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329884640%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F08861EFD26F0F4FD8DE12DBD72DC2B5DBE1167.3DD274AD30A05B6BF92A5A12EEBE82CC42C7DCD2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd23eeac0cc899ca1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGw_KiT-GtYuuVq2RoTa5floQR8k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd23eeac0cc899ca1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329884640%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F08861EFD26F0F4FD8DE12DBD72DC2B5DBE1167.3DD274AD30A05B6BF92A5A12EEBE82CC42C7DCD2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd23eeac0cc899ca1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGw_KiT-GtYuuVq2RoTa5floQR8k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry. No subtitles for the video. Notice that the old man wanted to head to Narnia after he came into the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next activity was of course sleeping in the hotel until the sun set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/Shgv36p4AzI/AAAAAAAAAgc/qry-qzSqYdc/s400/DSCN0056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339069995931927346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we slept the whole damn day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;LOL, nope. Our next event was getting the hell to Gurney Plaza to get some drinks and Kah Whai's swimsuit. And I went to Gurney Plaza with this gay look. The farking world is so small that we met &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;TungHing&lt;/span&gt; there too. But she was damn lancy that day. Wonder what was wrong with her...Hmmm. Then, we went to Parkson to look for Paris Hilton's boss Mr &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;TehHongKeat.&lt;/span&gt; Manacai the mofo is not working after we called him. We didn't want to waste any precious swimming time; so we quickly shopped for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kah Whai&lt;/span&gt;'s underpants. But before that, we met HongKeat at somewhere near Toy 'R' Us. Somehow, this was how I expected him to look like - A HOT Angel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShjQbLJVJLI/AAAAAAAAAgk/34kVowveOuc/s400/hk+kuan+yin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339246523514692786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"KIONG KAN LA U ALL" ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;HongKeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; on the invitation to the hotel stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We said a Hi to him and settled our shopping. Before we headed back to the 'HOOOOoooooOHH..TELL', Ryan and I got our hands on PRETZEL PANAS MAK CIK ANNE PERISA KRIM MASAM DAN BAWANG. Gosh it was like heaven to CHILL with MAK CIK ANITA. Next, we went swimming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShjWHapeWHI/AAAAAAAAAgs/SoCqvi9m2_8/s400/DSCN0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339252781148428402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShjWHuljs7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/g7vppCAeuTI/s1600-h/DSCN0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShjWHuljs7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/g7vppCAeuTI/s400/DSCN0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339252786500711346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShjWIMuZPoI/AAAAAAAAAg8/IOT3jpRzR0M/s1600-h/DSCN0062.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;DAM YENG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShjWIMuZPoI/AAAAAAAAAg8/IOT3jpRzR0M/s400/DSCN0062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339252794590838402" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;APONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;RYAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; FELT THAT THEY SHOULD STICK WITH THE SAME POSE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShjX6rzGC2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/JUKBrbpi8-k/s400/DSCN0068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339254761437137762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;EDWIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;, THIS INFAMOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; POSE IS FOR YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShjaCVfa8PI/AAAAAAAAAhM/GD90qV2Q_Ow/s400/DSCN0073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339257091911250162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;look at my face. do you feel that fun is coming your way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Here's an ULTIMATE FIGHTING CHAMPIONSHIP kinda thingy for you to check out...as usual, wait for it to finish loading first before watching for maximum laughter/pleasure/orgasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-61462da21d3c440d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D61462da21d3c440d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329884640%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DAF5F9C6D5B8C20D4A9ACDCD8736DDF40AA9D6C.782C93FCF6A5A73ED305527CEFB57BA1D88E15C8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D61462da21d3c440d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDrY32MxcXz0IfQuPrhWXIwx0jDo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D61462da21d3c440d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329884640%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DAF5F9C6D5B8C20D4A9ACDCD8736DDF40AA9D6C.782C93FCF6A5A73ED305527CEFB57BA1D88E15C8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D61462da21d3c440d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDrY32MxcXz0IfQuPrhWXIwx0jDo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wondering why i lost the damn match? Cuz &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; started with cheap shots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SHUSH, gone was the Sun and came &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Wing Liong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Loon&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Shaun&lt;/span&gt; to join us for dinner at James, not James Foo but James/Jamal. Here's a little ARM KONG PIC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/Shj9FjGuYcI/AAAAAAAAAhU/8OoTTMwCotc/s1600-h/DSCN0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/Shj9FjGuYcI/AAAAAAAAAhU/8OoTTMwCotc/s400/DSCN0080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339295630012342722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Along came &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Chie Siang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Kiaoz&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Edwin&lt;/span&gt; and we headed to Gurney again to get movie tickets for Angels and Demons. On the other hand, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Shaun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Kah Whai&lt;/span&gt; and I bought tickets for Night at the Museum for we have watched Angel and Demons already. Note that we watched ANGELS AND DEMONs; NOT ANGELAs and DESMONDs. And be clear that we got tickets for Night at the Museum; NOT "NIGHT" at the Museum; NOT STEAM TREK; NOT SNIPER; NOT XXX-MAN ORIGINALS: WOLVERINA. We then CHILLED the hell outta ourselves after getting the movie tickets at STARFARKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShkdB3h1SKI/AAAAAAAAAhc/NujvoHgZjgg/s1600-h/DSCN0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShkdB3h1SKI/AAAAAAAAAhc/NujvoHgZjgg/s400/DSCN0087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339330751147362466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Apong&lt;/span&gt; enjoying some vanila-flavoured horse semen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShkeG8UrjiI/AAAAAAAAAhk/pVZseF5Ukgo/s400/DSCN0088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339331937845349922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ed&lt;/span&gt; with the GIMME-SOME-OF-THAT-SHIT look on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Apong&lt;/span&gt;'s vanila drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder: Let these videos load 1st before watching em! These videos are an epic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-499832cbde5964bd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D499832cbde5964bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329884640%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1EFFBF2372A15C0BE5FDD4F093FEC2166CAFF23D.C61E93955FE5B58389698C8CA943E66975D47E4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D499832cbde5964bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuTca7Q1zct3RZtxeB86Mrw0GoTI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D499832cbde5964bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329884640%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1EFFBF2372A15C0BE5FDD4F093FEC2166CAFF23D.C61E93955FE5B58389698C8CA943E66975D47E4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D499832cbde5964bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuTca7Q1zct3RZtxeB86Mrw0GoTI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WTF?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a763620eba0d19b6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da763620eba0d19b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329884640%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D416D1FDA8B72F43A6B352834935B2EDEADCF585.23EAB66E161F079C3BEFA3C954029DEFE3EAF4C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da763620eba0d19b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dfv2T9LBmZWQcJdPqAz6NSUv7_w8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da763620eba0d19b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329884640%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D416D1FDA8B72F43A6B352834935B2EDEADCF585.23EAB66E161F079C3BEFA3C954029DEFE3EAF4C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da763620eba0d19b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dfv2T9LBmZWQcJdPqAz6NSUv7_w8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12.10!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oX6mr2GPNVw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oX6mr2GPNVw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This situation is like the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aurora borealis&lt;/span&gt; which you don't see all the time. Incredible things do happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm so happy for my friend Apek that he finally made it! This 'victory' is really meant to be celebrated. Here's another clip to show you that my friend was OWNING in Starbucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5F6vJJKhNY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5F6vJJKhNY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;skyjuice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now I want to tell you that uploading these videos is a pain in the ass. Know why I chose to upload on youtube eventually? Because uploading in blogspot sucks. It doesn't have this bar to show you how much you have uploaded. I was uploading one of the 2 mins video on blogspot. So, I went out for dinner with my friends at 7. And when I came back at 1, it was still uploading. I was uber PISSED. So I went to youtube and solved my probs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back to the story. After a great time at starbarks, it was time for our movie.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Chie Siang&lt;/span&gt; had to leave before the movie. Awww. Angels and Demons was great. Night at the museum was great too. Not going to do a movie review here so if you want to know more about these movies, I suggest that you get your 10 bucks ready to watch one of them. After our movie, it was goodbye for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Shaun &lt;/span&gt;as he couldn't join us. Dam. But the good new is an old friend; a FAMILLIAR FACE joined us back in the 'HOOOOHHHh...ddell'. Guess who was that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);  font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShoRNm4kKvI/AAAAAAAAAiE/-b2rMH8Ws-0/s400/hk+kuan+yin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339599233674914546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NOP. NOT HIM. YOU SARK IF YOU THOUGHT IT WAS HIM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShoQi04L12I/AAAAAAAAAh8/tONJgXX8-ZM/s1600-h/DSCN0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShoQi04L12I/AAAAAAAAAh8/tONJgXX8-ZM/s400/DSCN0100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339598498697041762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You scored if you thought of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;HOCK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the after-exam mood for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Hock&lt;/span&gt; and he appeared to join us for more FUN. And we did this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bkeWNxXHA_Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bkeWNxXHA_Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We bashed the hell outta people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Wing Liong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was enjoying himself. Look at this and I bet you'll start to think hard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShoVt9pWEPI/AAAAAAAAAic/0Fau6DbkyOo/s1600-h/DSCN0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShoVt9pWEPI/AAAAAAAAAic/0Fau6DbkyOo/s400/DSCN0109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339604187587416306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm curious over what he got underneath the blanket. Can you tell me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Wing Liong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have you ever heard of Rob Van Dam from the WWE? This is&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; Ryan Van Dam&lt;/span&gt; from Garena. In this video he was trying his best to make new friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5p16ORdj4PU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5p16ORdj4PU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;R-V-D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At 5 a.m ++ the fun was all over and we knew it was time for sleep. People who slept got pawned. The hell I was a victim too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vkfm4ZqVOpE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vkfm4ZqVOpE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ed &lt;/span&gt;felt BERSALAH at 0:28!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and poof it came morning and 'Keeper of the Light' woke me up with his 'ILLUMINATE', 'CHAKRA' and 'MANA LEAK'. Actually it was ryan who pulled the curtains. What an arse. And with a 20 cent coin, he got his revenge! I guess this solved the MISTERI BAYU EMAS issue from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kah Whai&lt;/span&gt;'s blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShoUPAugi6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/SdApl0FltZ4/s1600-h/DSCN0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShoUPAugi6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/SdApl0FltZ4/s400/DSCN0117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339602556326808482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Keeper of the Light(KotL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShoWiT3zZdI/AAAAAAAAAik/wkzBM4MYxgw/s1600-h/DSCN0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShoWiT3zZdI/AAAAAAAAAik/wkzBM4MYxgw/s400/DSCN0118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339605086906836434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;OTL&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; doing some morning exercise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Contest: Who's that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pokemon&lt;/span&gt; in the tub?! If you can make the right guess, that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;MYSTERIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;pokemon&lt;/span&gt; is yours. Come claim it from me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When everyone was ready, we went to Bali Hai for dim sum and the bill was quite painful. We checked out at 1 p.m and this hotel stay was an epic.&lt;br /&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/3537009312038243622-6864247944272115330?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=499832cbde5964bd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=61462da21d3c440d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a763620eba0d19b6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d23eeac0cc899ca1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/6864247944272115330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=6864247944272115330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/6864247944272115330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/6864247944272115330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2009/05/gurney-hotel.html' title='Gurney Hotel'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/ShkgRt2oucI/AAAAAAAAAhs/gU0dTFJt3Ns/s72-c/98910_f120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-879511177479050378</id><published>2009-03-04T12:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:06:39.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A tag from choya which I have forgotten about. *But baby, it's not too late, it's never too late.....*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. Does it matter to you if your boyfriend or girlfriend smokes?&lt;br /&gt;weed sets her lungs on fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.How about drinking?&lt;br /&gt;absolutely alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you liked someone you can’t have?&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If someone liked you right now,would you want them to tell you?&lt;br /&gt;lols. Tell me and i'll be super cool about it. It'll surely make my day. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Whats your favourite sport?&lt;br /&gt;walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Its saturday night,you’re homealone..what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;watch porn and do what a man does. very straight forward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like roller coasters?&lt;br /&gt;i like them because I havent watched final destination 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When’s the perfect time to have a bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could date any celebrity,who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;amy winehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are you doing this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;goin out to drink some coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Whats is your favourite restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;jamal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever hugged someone?&lt;br /&gt;nop. can i hug you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Ever kissed someone you weren’t attracted to?&lt;br /&gt;lols. nop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you like anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;yeah- myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;her smile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Which do you prefer,beach or mountains?&lt;br /&gt;Mountains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What kind of phone do you have?&lt;br /&gt;Some black Nokia which i duno what model is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Computer or laptop?&lt;br /&gt;anyone which has better specifications&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Jeans or sweats?&lt;br /&gt;boxers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Which year has been the best so far?&lt;br /&gt;2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.How old are you gonna be on your next birthday?&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.What should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;CHILLIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.What is your favourite tv show?&lt;br /&gt;tv sarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What’s been your last purchase?&lt;br /&gt;food for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Are you attracted to girls/boys that smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i hope they burn their lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever fallen on your butt in front of a crowd of people?&lt;br /&gt;na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What do you do when you’re at home?&lt;br /&gt;CHILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is your favourite subject?&lt;br /&gt;Bahasa Melayu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What’s the best things happened on you?&lt;br /&gt;gimme a call. I'll talk to you about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;No one cuz i'm last to do this shit.&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/3537009312038243622-879511177479050378?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/879511177479050378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=879511177479050378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/879511177479050378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/879511177479050378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag.html' title='A tag'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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-3537009312038243622.post-1069223593894571164</id><published>2009-01-25T12:31:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:51:34.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS SABAH!! and not sparta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;They say that I did not update. But when I look at the last update for WORDS WITHIN MY HEART from my list, I WOULD SAY THAT I'M STILL quite COOL for updating it now. Lemme SHOW YOU MY UNI in this post. Note that these pics are taken before CNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMsKC1o3wI/AAAAAAAAAgE/fe-OsLz_438/s1600-h/DSCN0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMsKC1o3wI/AAAAAAAAAgE/fe-OsLz_438/s400/DSCN0202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297126137789996802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoho i WAS bald.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMsKDJ3AaI/AAAAAAAAAf8/UcxDrg5Hsmk/s1600-h/DSCN0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMsKDJ3AaI/AAAAAAAAAf8/UcxDrg5Hsmk/s400/DSCN0196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297126137874809250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the root of all entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMsJ3JBkRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/eBg7iyf2Ef0/s1600-h/DSCN0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMsJ3JBkRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/eBg7iyf2Ef0/s400/DSCN0195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297126134650081554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the "kitchen".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMsJmV4niI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1gf45GKgaro/s1600-h/DSCN0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMsJmV4niI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1gf45GKgaro/s400/DSCN0192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297126130140618274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue pyjamas + pink bed sheet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMsJXGIt8I/AAAAAAAAAfk/VOzXYk99L5U/s1600-h/DSCN0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMsJXGIt8I/AAAAAAAAAfk/VOzXYk99L5U/s400/DSCN0190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297126126048032706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue pyjamas + pink bedsheet + WET TOWER = OH SHIT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMpFmpmKxI/AAAAAAAAAfc/2H8lgVURsxY/s1600-h/DSCN0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMpFmpmKxI/AAAAAAAAAfc/2H8lgVURsxY/s400/DSCN0178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297122762968935186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another angle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMpFgK09ZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5W3LjQG5h6k/s1600-h/DSCN0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMpFgK09ZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5W3LjQG5h6k/s400/DSCN0177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297122761229268370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was really bald. Not using photoshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMpFUhh7NI/AAAAAAAAAfM/9BTMRbGMN04/s1600-h/DSCN0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMpFUhh7NI/AAAAAAAAAfM/9BTMRbGMN04/s400/DSCN0174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297122758103264466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Structures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMpE79h31I/AAAAAAAAAfE/JkRinP_4yE4/s1600-h/DSCN0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMpE79h31I/AAAAAAAAAfE/JkRinP_4yE4/s400/DSCN0172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297122751509815122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noise-making structure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMpEkSIdDI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RFGlzZTm3es/s1600-h/DSCN0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMpEkSIdDI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RFGlzZTm3es/s400/DSCN0171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297122745153778738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not lying. Really I'm staying at level 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYABWFO1L0I/AAAAAAAAAe0/bOMRleabucE/s1600-h/DSCN0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYABWFO1L0I/AAAAAAAAAe0/bOMRleabucE/s400/DSCN0168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296234640660836162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYABV3w38zI/AAAAAAAAAes/xf6XGlpdew8/s1600-h/DSCN0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYABV3w38zI/AAAAAAAAAes/xf6XGlpdew8/s400/DSCN0167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296234637045527346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The staircase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYABVnqRvxI/AAAAAAAAAek/Z4Pjr63uM-E/s1600-h/DSCN0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYABVnqRvxI/AAAAAAAAAek/Z4Pjr63uM-E/s400/DSCN0166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296234632722890514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The steps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYABVZFTYwI/AAAAAAAAAec/xbPBNXj8Ul4/s1600-h/DSCN0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYABVZFTYwI/AAAAAAAAAec/xbPBNXj8Ul4/s400/DSCN0165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296234628809712386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Level 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYABVMr_YdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/SW-R-MyfxTE/s1600-h/DSCN0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYABVMr_YdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/SW-R-MyfxTE/s400/DSCN0164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296234625482318290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Level 2: Habitats of Bobos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX__JyQhR2I/AAAAAAAAAeM/eE-nmEWLUTQ/s1600-h/DSCN0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX__JyQhR2I/AAAAAAAAAeM/eE-nmEWLUTQ/s400/DSCN0163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296232230385960802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BLOCK G.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX__JokaPhI/AAAAAAAAAeE/7t8nJVHmddg/s1600-h/DSCN0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX__JokaPhI/AAAAAAAAAeE/7t8nJVHmddg/s400/DSCN0162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296232227785031186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Block G's famous plantation: Papayas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX__JHT4-JI/AAAAAAAAAd8/y0LEY7innao/s1600-h/DSCN0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX__JHT4-JI/AAAAAAAAAd8/y0LEY7innao/s400/DSCN0161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296232218857371794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX__I5h59bI/AAAAAAAAAd0/e-kMbcctqSc/s1600-h/DSCN0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX__I5h59bI/AAAAAAAAAd0/e-kMbcctqSc/s400/DSCN0160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296232215158060466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The reason why flowers are so damn expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX__IJQCd2I/AAAAAAAAAds/pZftp9HJybo/s1600-h/DSCN0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX__IJQCd2I/AAAAAAAAAds/pZftp9HJybo/s400/DSCN0157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296232202198218594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Triple H.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX_7uYvZQ1I/AAAAAAAAAdk/rq_ajCYm5SY/s1600-h/DSCN0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX_7uYvZQ1I/AAAAAAAAAdk/rq_ajCYm5SY/s400/DSCN0156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296228461144785746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hiro Nakamura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX_7tyWPOjI/AAAAAAAAAdc/c6Lp4qaLruo/s1600-h/DSCN0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX_7tyWPOjI/AAAAAAAAAdc/c6Lp4qaLruo/s400/DSCN0153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296228450838723122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Save point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX_7trradxI/AAAAAAAAAdU/PUmYvRaSePk/s1600-h/DSCN0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX_7trradxI/AAAAAAAAAdU/PUmYvRaSePk/s400/DSCN0151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296228449048491794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX_7tfAx5QI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ngOqtGHekho/s1600-h/DSCN0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX_7tfAx5QI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ngOqtGHekho/s400/DSCN0149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296228445648446722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kampung B, Block G. Alphabetical names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX_7tA_e12I/AAAAAAAAAdE/mFWoSLZRjf4/s1600-h/DSCN0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SX_7tA_e12I/AAAAAAAAAdE/mFWoSLZRjf4/s400/DSCN0144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296228437589940066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TUT YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv9O2p65hI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ChEc-IJBg5E/s1600-h/DSCN0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv9O2p65hI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ChEc-IJBg5E/s400/DSCN0143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104218535486994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reminds me of Linkin Park's 'What I've Done' video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv9OoTWnwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vmjveKPy6Lk/s1600-h/DSCN0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv9OoTWnwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vmjveKPy6Lk/s400/DSCN0133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104214682738434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Secret Merchant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv9OWLv-yI/AAAAAAAAAcs/nRhTKuvHvL8/s1600-h/DSCN0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv9OWLv-yI/AAAAAAAAAcs/nRhTKuvHvL8/s400/DSCN0132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104209819007778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am really bald.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv9OHAXc6I/AAAAAAAAAck/30wwmkDAsNU/s1600-h/DSCN0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv9OHAXc6I/AAAAAAAAAck/30wwmkDAsNU/s400/DSCN0131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104205744731042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sloppy Shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv9NivhLeI/AAAAAAAAAcc/3xyF4Du8ibo/s1600-h/DSCN0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv9NivhLeI/AAAAAAAAAcc/3xyF4Du8ibo/s400/DSCN0130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104196010388962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're breaking out tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv7NDS_oDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/HzjsyHSswKw/s1600-h/DSCN0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv7NDS_oDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/HzjsyHSswKw/s400/DSCN0129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295101988545994802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv7MyMvyhI/AAAAAAAAAcM/oz8bbMUNiOQ/s1600-h/DSCN0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv7MyMvyhI/AAAAAAAAAcM/oz8bbMUNiOQ/s400/DSCN0128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295101983956388370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AV means Adult Video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv7MTpB8HI/AAAAAAAAAcE/lsaG8xlUNgc/s1600-h/DSCN0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv7MTpB8HI/AAAAAAAAAcE/lsaG8xlUNgc/s400/DSCN0125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295101975753519218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MAHASISWAs and MAHASISWIs yang berwarna-warni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv7MGxzrnI/AAAAAAAAAb8/bX5ljfUUtZc/s1600-h/DSCN0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv7MGxzrnI/AAAAAAAAAb8/bX5ljfUUtZc/s400/DSCN0123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295101972300672626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bus lai liau!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv7L7LNVrI/AAAAAAAAAb0/9ZJ5l4rZ3DY/s1600-h/DSCN0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv7L7LNVrI/AAAAAAAAAb0/9ZJ5l4rZ3DY/s400/DSCN0121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295101969185986226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bus/Coach driver chilling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv5ZtLAENI/AAAAAAAAAbs/SRh92rpbCXA/s1600-h/DSCN0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv5ZtLAENI/AAAAAAAAAbs/SRh92rpbCXA/s400/DSCN0109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295100006921933010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What you see when you take a bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv5ZaerSuI/AAAAAAAAAbk/i60Bkbcmf84/s1600-h/DSCN0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv5ZaerSuI/AAAAAAAAAbk/i60Bkbcmf84/s400/DSCN0104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295100001904184034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They say that this is the place for group discussions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv5ZCRojSI/AAAAAAAAAbc/iCTIKIufRt0/s1600-h/DSCN0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv5ZCRojSI/AAAAAAAAAbc/iCTIKIufRt0/s400/DSCN0103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295099995407027490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, it's the library. But a library with no Mr Ong is just like a noisy place for idiots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv5YxSRYWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/VzShy-wXn4Q/s1600-h/DSCN0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv5YxSRYWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/VzShy-wXn4Q/s400/DSCN0098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295099990846300514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone is pissed off with the management of buses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv5Yrv7ibI/AAAAAAAAAbM/lTSU9U_c0jk/s1600-h/DSCN0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv5Yrv7ibI/AAAAAAAAAbM/lTSU9U_c0jk/s400/DSCN0097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295099989360085426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angry looking people who hates taking the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv3kkSwJ1I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Zb4_zkJHGFE/s1600-h/DSCN0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv3kkSwJ1I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Zb4_zkJHGFE/s400/DSCN0094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295097994493830994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sectional View of the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv3kU88O1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/vodPXULPQYY/s1600-h/DSCN0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv3kU88O1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/vodPXULPQYY/s400/DSCN0088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295097990375816018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It opens up like doors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv3kIZOCRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/CHSEI6J_9Sc/s1600-h/DSCN0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv3kIZOCRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/CHSEI6J_9Sc/s400/DSCN0087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295097987004762386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SAA 8128C from Sabah not KV 2738 A from Langkawi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv3kBzINPI/AAAAAAAAAas/mRqIaU-Qy4I/s1600-h/DSCN0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv3kBzINPI/AAAAAAAAAas/mRqIaU-Qy4I/s400/DSCN0086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295097985234384114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I see this bus, you see fresh hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv3jisGv_I/AAAAAAAAAak/ZGFNZEZxyiQ/s1600-h/DSCN0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv3jisGv_I/AAAAAAAAAak/ZGFNZEZxyiQ/s400/DSCN0082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295097976883429362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is where all the money came from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv04S61HjI/AAAAAAAAAac/pdr6bAXGVjI/s1600-h/DSCN0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv04S61HjI/AAAAAAAAAac/pdr6bAXGVjI/s400/DSCN0080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295095034892590642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see the bus leaving but I'm not in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv04AJj_0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/1j_044Q2qTM/s1600-h/DSCN0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv04AJj_0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/1j_044Q2qTM/s400/DSCN0079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295095029854109506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This bus takes you to some funny hostel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv036rRdUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/1YD1ZWmLw90/s1600-h/DSCN0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv036rRdUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/1YD1ZWmLw90/s400/DSCN0076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295095028384888130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chinese and their so-called traditional art. Only WONG FEI HUNG fans will know how to enjoy and appreciate this piece of red and black shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv03-6JZfI/AAAAAAAAAaE/uanc53cfEVY/s1600-h/DSCN0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv03-6JZfI/AAAAAAAAAaE/uanc53cfEVY/s400/DSCN0073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295095029521016306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reuben will surely be damn interested in this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv03qRrKlI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/fMqb51tFVOA/s1600-h/DSCN0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXv03qRrKlI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/fMqb51tFVOA/s400/DSCN0072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295095023982553682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Palestine Shits. STOP THE WAR SO THAT WE CAN STOP THIS BULLSHIT CAMPAIGNE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvzQgYXJZI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/p2qXGNyg48I/s1600-h/DSCN0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvzQgYXJZI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/p2qXGNyg48I/s400/DSCN0071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295093251799721362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We care we help. Exclude me in 'WE'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvzQIppSZI/AAAAAAAAAZs/EWRbeJMH1XI/s1600-h/DSCN0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvzQIppSZI/AAAAAAAAAZs/EWRbeJMH1XI/s400/DSCN0070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295093245429762450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVELOVELOVE PALESTINE. SO I SHOW MY LOVE IN THIS DRAWING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvzPvLp3KI/AAAAAAAAAZk/s8ynC8efgvY/s1600-h/DSCN0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvzPvLp3KI/AAAAAAAAAZk/s8ynC8efgvY/s400/DSCN0069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295093238593084578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The great wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvzPQu2riI/AAAAAAAAAZc/8l72qFz7YOU/s1600-h/DSCN0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvzPQu2riI/AAAAAAAAAZc/8l72qFz7YOU/s400/DSCN0067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295093230419226146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture the great wall with 2 BLONDIES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvzPcho1CI/AAAAAAAAAZU/FFQkYclWtsM/s1600-h/DSCN0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvzPcho1CI/AAAAAAAAAZU/FFQkYclWtsM/s400/DSCN0064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295093233585017890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gold Mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvxiKYVoJI/AAAAAAAAAZM/oxSsTzNfEcQ/s1600-h/DSCN0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvxiKYVoJI/AAAAAAAAAZM/oxSsTzNfEcQ/s400/DSCN0062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295091356108431506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Build your farms here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvxh4nMLQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/SPQ9UwCYeMY/s1600-h/DSCN0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvxh4nMLQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/SPQ9UwCYeMY/s400/DSCN0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295091351338888450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue Structure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvwxWCB9II/AAAAAAAAAY8/-j4NbhYBTFM/s1600-h/DSCN0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvwxWCB9II/AAAAAAAAAY8/-j4NbhYBTFM/s400/DSCN0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295090517422503042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me that my forehead looks cool with my hairstyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvww9jHW-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/PMA-90k8n9Q/s1600-h/DSCN0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvww9jHW-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/PMA-90k8n9Q/s400/DSCN0055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295090510850382818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Engineers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvww2rUn9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/XPrJAKbu12E/s1600-h/DSCN0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvww2rUn9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/XPrJAKbu12E/s400/DSCN0054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295090509005758418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thumbs up for the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvsd5GYEKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/M9IWGSINFgo/s1600-h/DSCN0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvsd5GYEKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/M9IWGSINFgo/s400/DSCN0053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295085785192075426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They think I'm gay. But I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvsdoafJWI/AAAAAAAAAYc/e9Pf5H8qgLg/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvsdoafJWI/AAAAAAAAAYc/e9Pf5H8qgLg/s400/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295085780713022818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NOP, not paying attention in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvsdtNrqII/AAAAAAAAAYU/FuSYtA-uc9s/s1600-h/DSC00212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvsdtNrqII/AAAAAAAAAYU/FuSYtA-uc9s/s400/DSC00212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295085782001494146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvsde2MPaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/IQWFajILvWo/s1600-h/DSC00209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvsde2MPaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/IQWFajILvWo/s400/DSC00209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295085778144869794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jom BOIKOT. WHY must we BOIKOT ARSENAL FC?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dam i have loads of pictures more but I guess that's all I can upload for now. Have a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-1069223593894571164?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/1069223593894571164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=1069223593894571164&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/1069223593894571164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/1069223593894571164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2009/01/ums.html' title='THIS IS SABAH!! and not sparta...'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/SYMsKC1o3wI/AAAAAAAAAgE/fe-OsLz_438/s72-c/DSCN0202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-4983575243397713719</id><published>2008-12-12T22:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:29:27.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Perhaps you all haven't been hearing from me for some time. I'm back in Penang now. I'll be home for Christmas. 3 more weeks to go. I've been wanting to write this for some time, but every single time I want to do this, I have some distortion in my mind that asks me do something else than blogging as I'm back to this land of joy. How am I doing? Well, I'm fine. Things have been great and better compared to that stupid island of Borneo which does not do well in food and transport. Guess the path I chose is the test that I have to go through to be independent. I've not changed. Nope. Still the same old me. Not going to be an emo post nor some bullshit. It's just me who wants to fill this post with some memories of the past. A year it has been and this blog has already been here for a year. It's kind of fast isn't it? Christmas christmas christmas. I can't wait for it. Christmas has never fail to put me into this excited state. Memories of the past - let's not deviate from the topic. A year before, during this time, I was enjoying my life to the fullest. A year after, I'm still enjoying baby. OH MAN. Things never change when it comes to enjoying myself. But the old times are just much simpler and easier. STPM was the greatest fear and when the those papers ended it was like a big relief. Nostalgia just stroke my ass when I looked at some pictures from my friends' Facebook. Last day of school. I was like OH-I-THINK-MY-SCHOOLING-TIMES-WERE-SO-MUCH-BETTER-THAN-YOURS! Na, actually I'm not going to compare how much madness and energy I had when I was back at my alma mater. I just miss the old times - arriving late, giving Ryan a call, asking him how to enter? He'll be like DON'T-WORRY-I'M-NOT-THERE-YET-BUT-I'LL-BE-THERE-SOON. The good old days will always remain as the good old days. After being late for school, I'll always be looking forward to going into class to talk to someone. We're not gona discuss who that someone is because it's personal. Haha! And of course two more things to look forward to was recess and dismissal. Here are some pics to show you about my schooling times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkq9bsc4I/AAAAAAAAAX8/KV0XEfy9dKQ/s1600-h/Picture+739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkq9bsc4I/AAAAAAAAAX8/KV0XEfy9dKQ/s400/Picture+739.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295077213600510850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); "&gt;*OC with my buddies!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkqhz1vfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ot-4lKypVdU/s1600-h/Picture+702.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkqhz1vfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ot-4lKypVdU/s1600-h/Picture+702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkqhz1vfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ot-4lKypVdU/s400/Picture+702.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295077206185590258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkLKxb-iI/AAAAAAAAAXs/0C8S0ZDex1U/s1600-h/Picture+701.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;*birthday cakes for my 19th and 20th birthday because we expected that my 20th birthday is gona sark*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkLKxb-iI/AAAAAAAAAXs/0C8S0ZDex1U/s1600-h/Picture+701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkLKxb-iI/AAAAAAAAAXs/0C8S0ZDex1U/s400/Picture+701.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295076667425552930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*it's 19. not 61*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkKwo3TQI/AAAAAAAAAXk/sUMNtgXV2Os/s1600-h/Picture+391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkKwo3TQI/AAAAAAAAAXk/sUMNtgXV2Os/s400/Picture+391.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295076660410273026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;*Judge, jury and executioner with some noob at the back trying to spoil the yengness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkKwTurlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/UJrTUo6deSY/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkKwTurlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/UJrTUo6deSY/s400/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295076660321627730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;*always looking serious when it comes to computers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkKoGTSHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BIm4OXZbj6Q/s1600-h/P5270195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkKoGTSHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BIm4OXZbj6Q/s400/P5270195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295076658117822578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*BOL farewell*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkKB0632I/AAAAAAAAAXM/0kMeWCsxNNs/s1600-h/OC+2007+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXvkKB0632I/AAAAAAAAAXM/0kMeWCsxNNs/s400/OC+2007+043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295076647844372322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*the committee members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnp9zUioCI/AAAAAAAAAXE/veeCGOIQFms/s1600-h/OC+2007+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnp9zUioCI/AAAAAAAAAXE/veeCGOIQFms/s400/OC+2007+026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294520084908384290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*yengness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnp9poYm2I/AAAAAAAAAW8/NzCPf3-KQhA/s1600-h/last+day+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnp9poYm2I/AAAAAAAAAW8/NzCPf3-KQhA/s400/last+day+032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294520082307259234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*justice cho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;w*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnp9r8T_LI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6Fwt1e7q-KI/s1600-h/last+day+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnp9r8T_LI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6Fwt1e7q-KI/s400/last+day+031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294520082927713458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*am kong angle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnp9aPJoDI/AAAAAAAAAWs/VwanqaWwSa0/s1600-h/last+day+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnp9aPJoDI/AAAAAAAAAWs/VwanqaWwSa0/s400/last+day+028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294520078174887986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*free bags*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnp8-RXr2I/AAAAAAAAAWk/ImwcHsUqk8U/s1600-h/last+day+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnp8-RXr2I/AAAAAAAAAWk/ImwcHsUqk8U/s400/last+day+025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294520070668005218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*good times*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnnZ5LPnGI/AAAAAAAAAWc/QRLeAjViRm8/s1600-h/last+day+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnnZ5LPnGI/AAAAAAAAAWc/QRLeAjViRm8/s400/last+day+022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294517268981455970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*pretty girls with a boy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnnZQ631fI/AAAAAAAAAWU/llv-pWppxe0/s1600-h/last+day+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnnZQ631fI/AAAAAAAAAWU/llv-pWppxe0/s400/last+day+021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294517258175370738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*pretty girls with a boy 2*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnnZNmoJdI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KP-Gp7ufrjk/s1600-h/IMG_1310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnnZNmoJdI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KP-Gp7ufrjk/s400/IMG_1310.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294517257285150162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*graduation ball*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnnY6jXB5I/AAAAAAAAAWE/EEIZI9_P9Rs/s1600-h/IMG_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnnY6jXB5I/AAAAAAAAAWE/EEIZI9_P9Rs/s400/IMG_0514.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294517252171171730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*gays*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnnYZv_DWI/AAAAAAAAAV8/9_6u2cr91zo/s1600-h/IMG_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SXnnYZv_DWI/AAAAAAAAAV8/9_6u2cr91zo/s400/IMG_0499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294517243365756258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*who can deny the beauty of this pic?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;well, this post should be up on the 1st day I was back in pg for my semester break. Sorry for the delay. Christmas is over. :( School times will always be the best times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&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/3537009312038243622-4983575243397713719?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/4983575243397713719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=4983575243397713719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-8485731648092131058</id><published>2008-10-26T12:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:29:49.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, Somehow, Someday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes I feel like apologizing; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;For all the burdens left at the door.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes beautiful things won’t stay.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes I wish the memories that I always see;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Can lead me back to the past.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes I unlock the screwed-up side of me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;But the vision of you in my memory;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Is the reason why I’m still having my sanity.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes I hope you don’t;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Stretch yourself beyond your means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Somehow watching the clock is what I do.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Somehow I’m looking for an answer;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;In an empty house.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;All my efforts were not in vain.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Somehow I’m lonely and tired;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I’m missing you again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Somehow I still continue my search;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Standing strong on my own feet;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I think about you again.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Someday things will come back to me;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;As I pray that the devil won’t disturb.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Someday I’ll unlock that smile;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;That you have never shown before.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Someday when I dig a hole in your heart;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Your memories will get stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Someday when all the shit disappear;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I’ll overcome all the fear.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Someday when it’s all over;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Have faith in me;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;We’ll be back to how we used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/3537009312038243622-8485731648092131058?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/8485731648092131058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=8485731648092131058&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/8485731648092131058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/8485731648092131058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-somehow-someday.html' title='Sometimes, Somehow, Someday.'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-7169881170364530128</id><published>2008-08-20T14:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:17:44.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast in Sabah</title><content type='html'>WOOO, I am back, but still in Sabah. :C The fark, my holidays is sad because I had to get my assignments done and read all the books to catch up with the standard of living. Let's put those stuff apart and talk about breakfast in Sabah. The food from the cafeteria is like "HMLC BREAKFAST LAI?" So I had no choice but to buy myself cereals from the hypermarket called Giant which self-proclaims itself as the cheapest stall around in Kota Kinabalu. This Giant never fails to make me go "HMLC GIANT LAI?" Well, they haven't seen our Penang's TESCO YET! Then they'll go "ALC NI?." (ALC NI is just the bumiputera translation for HMLC LAI) My ideal breakfast is of course cereals...cereals must cereals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236481375145849826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu4EQ6Ec-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/NkF_tNOmEaE/s400/nestle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The fark who doesn't want nestle cereals for breakfast, raise your hands! Just a bit from one of these boxes will just make your morning a good start! But of course, you must add milk or some creamy liquid for 100% satisfaction and stimulation.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236481373460951394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu4EKoW8WI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UnSF9UAGCGM/s400/koko+krunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Among all the boxes above, my personal favourite (note that favourite does not mean fetish here in this context) is of course Ko Ko Krunch. Long time ago, there was a big wheat field, and there was a tank filled with some chocolate nearby. The tank exploded due to the global warming out of nowhere in one bloody hot day and KWARRRRK all the chocolate was poured out and flooded the whole wheat field and POOF, BOOM, KABOOM, PIU, MAKAPUBOK, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT BECAME KOKO KRUNCH! Yeah, that's my version of the story. Let's get back to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;In Sabah, the price for my favourite cereal is MYR 9 something for just 310g of Ko Ko Krunch. I thought I had no choice but to buy it even it's so damn expensive because I was desperate. But after walking around in Giant, I came across with something. I ended up not buying my chocolate cereal. =( What made my day was this treasure.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236480680461174210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu3b1AVhcI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eWiRMgZN71k/s400/002530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Introducing Ko Ko TIGER the cousin of Ko Ko Krunch, by KING KONG and not NESTLE. ROAR!!! It was just MYR 8 for 800 g. HELL it's like good news for me (for apek, it will be UBER GOOD NEWS, don't ask me why; ask him because he's around in Penang).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236480685229369922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu3cGxKakI/AAAAAAAAAPg/uCM8rFQpzv8/s400/002713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Just by looking at the mascot, YOU CAN TELL THAT IT's GOOD STUFF. Look at fellow the tiger. Look at the BROWN COLOURED BROWNIE KOALA/MOUSE from our old friend Ko Ko Krunch(I don't know what animal it is). Compare. If you were me, you'll ROAR and choose Ko Ko TIGER won't you?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236480680437370674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu3b06qTzI/AAAAAAAAAPY/y_h7oml1OT8/s400/002615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another angle of the mascot here. For those curious people in Penang, my life is great when I have this tiger with me. When I got home that day, I was filled with desperation. I could not resist the temptation of the cereal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236481363391545010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu4DlHn_rI/AAAAAAAAAP4/RJQoARUX26w/s400/005447.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Desperate face of mine to get that thing opened.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu4D0Xr6DI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HQTaLcaHAnA/s1600-h/005502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236481367485442098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu4D0Xr6DI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HQTaLcaHAnA/s400/005502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; ROAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu3cJzz3LI/AAAAAAAAAPo/egeBkzdd_Vc/s1600-h/002813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236480686045781170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu3cJzz3LI/AAAAAAAAAPo/egeBkzdd_Vc/s400/002813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are even various flavours: Happy Ring, Koko Tiger, Koko Pillow, Koko Ball and Susu Tiger. Anyone wants to order from me?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236481369162701586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu4D6nk2xI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fZoAECDzDe8/s400/honey+stars.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like Susu Tiger is the brother of Honey Stars.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu3cTGc26I/AAAAAAAAAPw/KjejTYDsRJg/s1600-h/003011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236480688539884450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu3cTGc26I/AAAAAAAAAPw/KjejTYDsRJg/s400/003011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love Koko Tiger and where is my Koko Tigress?! ROAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright, story time over. Time to read. Damn stressed with the notes given because I am damn confused with a lot of things. The lecturers only click their slide shows to end their lessons. They suck in delivering the message.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236510519606182418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="346" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKvSkse5AhI/AAAAAAAAAQg/bhwVM2Oxe5A/s400/stressed.jpg" width="494" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ROAR! HMLC SIFAT LOGAM LAI?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;To my dear friends, happy holidays and don't live your life with too much stress (I know that it's not possible to live without it, but try not to la, ok?). To those taking exams soon, good luck and all the best to you. To those who are trying to make the best out of themselves in life, you rock. To those who suck in English, make sure you don't get confused with the word CEREAL and SERIAL because I'm the SERIAL and I love CEREALS. Have a nice day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-7169881170364530128?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/7169881170364530128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=7169881170364530128&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/7169881170364530128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/7169881170364530128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/08/breakfast-in-sabah.html' title='Breakfast in Sabah'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/SKu4EQ6Ec-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/NkF_tNOmEaE/s72-c/nestle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-3860223460633863608</id><published>2008-08-08T12:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:52:52.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Are You Kit?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;WOOOOOO! "How's Sabah?" I hear you ask. The curious cat says, "How are you Kit?". "When the hell can I come back?" I ask myself every single day. "Why can't you just update your blog Kit?" "How come I don't hear from you?" Millions of questions from the ones that care. Thanks for feeling that way. I do appreciate that a lot. =) Here's a little thing I can do to answer all those questions:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232004617861003922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SJvQesbO-pI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GBSvqpx-wAY/s400/122117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*with apologies to anti-camwhorers...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There you go, with DELL WEBCAM MANAGER, I can show you how I'm doing over here. A picture means a thousand words and answers to your curiousity. Keep in touch. So long...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-3860223460633863608?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/3860223460633863608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=3860223460633863608&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/3860223460633863608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/3860223460633863608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-are-you-kit.html' title='How Are You Kit?'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/SJvQesbO-pI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GBSvqpx-wAY/s72-c/122117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-5230076394035521318</id><published>2008-06-17T18:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:32:37.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going bald - the next big thing</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey, I'm back. I'm sorry for not updating again because I was running out of ideas on what to write about. But many of my friends, pals, buddies and my sponsor have shown me a lot of love to start a new post. Thank you so much for supporting Images and Words. I know I know, I've sounding as if I have a million readers. But "GIVE UP, DON'T GIVE UP. NOODLES, DON'T NOODLES," says Master OOO GUEY from Kung Fu Panda. And I know that there's NO PRICE FOR AWESOMENESS AND ATTRACTIVENESS. Well, you'll be shocked this time to see my post about being bald. First thing that comes into your mind when you think of bald headed people is HENG EE. No offense, but the school is too strict that it gives us all a bad impression of being bald. One of the things you'll say when you see a guy without hair walking in Penang is "WOOOOOOO CHI LEH HENG EE GINA LAI EH EEE....CHINESE ED EH..." WOOOOOOO! Don't say that too loud when you see a bald headed guy. You never want to ruin your own day for teasing a bald headed guy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212796280295053602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeSmS122SI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KK5-BkZlJy8/s400/hengee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pic above is NOT ME. Maybe sooner or later when I'm tired of my own hairstyle. According to my dictionary, the word 'bald' that I meant here is defined as having little or no hair on the scalp. Yeah, the word 'BOTAK' is the word for our Penang people due to heavy and destructive influence from Malays, Chinese and Indians. Back to the topic; if you are going for a haircut from a hairstylist later, what will you tell the hairstylist before that guy or SHE-MALE or GAY cuts your hair for you? You'll surely say something like "WA AI EDISON EH!" due to the recent Edison Chen incident (for more info on this EDISON CHEN thingy, ask YOUR DAD, NOT your MOM). This time, for your hairstyle, don't try 'EDISON'. Try saying "WA AI BOTAK." YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND KIT? YOU WANT ME TO LOOK LIKE A KID FROM HENG EE? Here are a list of people that I nornally admire. One thing common about them: THEY ARE ALL BALD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staind's lead singer, Aaron Lewis. Lewis is known for his song writing skills and has been nominated for 3 GRAMMYS. Mostly rock bands like to feature him in their songs for his great voice. Never ever liked Staind? Try listening to "epiphany" from their album and if you're a REAL MAN, you will have the urge to play the acoustic guitar like him once you're inspired by this man over here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212793199513881202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFePy-CYynI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FHeO2Vvg-Ec/s400/aaron1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Behold the mighty Aaron Lewis.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212793205871697314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFePzVuNXaI/AAAAAAAAALY/c4XIeJtpn0E/s400/aaron2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Finally, a guy who is better looking than some pretty boy out there.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212793215358020418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFePz5D7K0I/AAAAAAAAALo/FzAb3wjzd0k/s400/aaron+4.gif" border="0" /&gt;It's always raining in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The next guy I want you readers to know is David Draiman from the band Disturbed. If you're into this guy, get the new album from their band. It's called INDESTRUCTIBLE. He has a great voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212793224960003666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeP0c1NzlI/AAAAAAAAALw/sU-OL7Zk0d0/s400/DavidDraiman+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Not only a great voice, but great fashion.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212793534999958274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeQGf0gEwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/lPyeZrFS7a0/s400/david+draiman+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ROAR!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212793538829564130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeQGuFjOOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/9zFahbeAa-0/s400/david+draiman+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Once you're bald, get a piercing for some attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know you'll tell me something like who the hell are those 2? Are you gay? Of course you won't agree with me when you like things like HIP-HOP and R&amp;amp;B. Well, bald-headed HIP-HOPPERS are not my kind of person though because they are like saying the 'Hail Mary' when they sing. Ok, what about Chris Daughtry? A good voice, a good look, a good shaved head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212793540535227010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeQG0cNkoI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DQOd7LUFL_c/s400/chris+daughtry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Going acoustic.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212793540570267042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeQG0kkPaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/DFWEQDHlJDc/s400/chris+daughtry+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hi, my name is Chris Daughtry and I'm bald.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212793536247855010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeQGkeBd6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/zc8C0ffCvGc/s400/Chris+Daughtry+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Let's start over~~~I tried to do it right this time around~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Michael Kenji Shinoda, a Japanese American Musician, rapper, keyboardist, backing vocalist, and rhythm guitarist of the great Linkin Park. This guy is very talented and recently, he chooses to be bald.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212794628038162818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeRGHtHeYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/iaPnQPVNfSc/s400/mike+shinoda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is 10% of luck, 20% of skill, 15% of concentrated of power and will! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212794625416327026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeRF98Bb3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/ff2VVOlGDLY/s400/mike+shinoda+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mike during the early days of Linkin Park.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212794625734967890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="250" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeRF_H_glI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7p4xW5K2TR4/s400/mike+bald.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;Mike made the right choice to change his hairstyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enough of music. Let's talk about something else. Wrestling. Take Dave Batista as a good example. He's the three-time World Heavyweight Champion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212794995982439074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeRbiZ3kqI/AAAAAAAAANo/2bbJjOVn4gY/s400/batista+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Batista with some body which every man in the world wants to have.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212795900420103074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeSQLsnG6I/AAAAAAAAANw/FDfpnIf4uaE/s400/batista+bald.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And he's BALD now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Big Red Machine, Kane used to have hair and wear a mask. Before that he was just a typical Tag Team Champion together with RVD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212795904895539346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeSQcXo2JI/AAAAAAAAAOA/L1db3vnA-78/s400/kane+hair.bmp" border="0" /&gt;The man with a red mask.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212795900187366930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeSQK1H1hI/AAAAAAAAAN4/lPZhUtwIJpE/s400/kane+bald.jpg" border="0" /&gt;CURRENT ECW champion Kane, BALD and WITHOUT A MASK - A MONSTER behind the red mask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bald wrestlers who give me a nostalgic feeling to get back to my lower secondary school life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212795903539627986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeSQXUXR9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/U3Y93j7xXys/s400/the+big+show.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Big Show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212795909996100546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeSQvXtO8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BRo-AmAyMuo/s400/billgoldberg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bill Goldberg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeSlJk7LoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/PjQKwVpg8Ao/s1600-h/DwayneJohnson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212796260628246146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeSlJk7LoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/PjQKwVpg8Ao/s400/DwayneJohnson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson, NOT Ryan "The Rock" Kam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, you're getting bored because of my own elaboration on my favourite celebrities. Don't close this blog yet. Check this dude out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212803177732103394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeY3xy_3OI/AAAAAAAAAPA/J2Sa6irkTBU/s400/lex+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Michael Rosenbaum (Before)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212796271613064370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeSlyf6NLI/AAAAAAAAAOo/RzrTdzW_xIc/s400/lex+bald.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Michael Rosenbaum (After and ALWAYS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I bet you just like that guy because he looks good, not because of his hairstyle. But I prefer the Michael Rosenbaum as the evil Lex Luthor in Smallville. Well, the same old similarity for a symbol of greatness - A BALD HEAD. If you're a fan of Prison Break, you'll know this next guy. He's Lincoln Burrows, one of the main characters in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212794995103121730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeRbfIOQUI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rFQW2Ko8r0U/s400/dominic+purcell+bald.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dominic Purcell as Linc.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeRbVMSa3I/AAAAAAAAANI/njJlLClkVN4/s1600-h/dominic+purcell+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212794992435817330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeRbVMSa3I/AAAAAAAAANI/njJlLClkVN4/s400/dominic+purcell+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Linc with HAIR! OMG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of course when you talk about Prison Break, who can ever forget about Michael Scofield?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212794631500047506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeRGUmfpJI/AAAAAAAAAM4/P14Wmv_IoWg/s400/Wentworth_Miller.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Wentworth Miller, looking great and cool as always.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212794637373256594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeRGqexs5I/AAAAAAAAANA/h7yPFRDBqmc/s400/wentworth+miller+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm not leaving without my brother..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One more guy from Prison Break - FERNANDO SUCRE played by a Puerto Rican actor, Amaury Nolasco. He once thought of going into Heroes to take over the role of Mohinder Suresh. But his thoughts got screwed because Mohinder Suresh is played by Sendhil Ramamurthy now. Aww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeRbv58O6I/AAAAAAAAANY/3Yx__Y2NrzY/s1600-h/amaury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212794999606623138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeRbv58O6I/AAAAAAAAANY/3Yx__Y2NrzY/s400/amaury.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fernando.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212794995620025026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeRbhDdksI/AAAAAAAAANg/3umjoMh9_Jk/s400/amaury+nolasco.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Amaury doesn't look right if he really gets the job as Mohinder Suresh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, that's all for my post this time. I'll update another one soon. But to all those who are receiving their offer letter to IPTA tomorrow, have a good night sleep. Good luck to all of you. Hopefully everything will go as planned. GET BALD SOON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212796290861810482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeSm6NKwzI/AAAAAAAAAO4/mO3B2MrA_pM/s400/getbald.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-5230076394035521318?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/5230076394035521318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=5230076394035521318&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/5230076394035521318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/5230076394035521318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/06/going-bald-new-straight.html' title='going bald - the next big thing'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/SFeSmS122SI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KK5-BkZlJy8/s72-c/hengee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-355506729557632712</id><published>2008-05-19T18:59:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:08:07.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annoying artiste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Let me name you the top 5 artiste that I hate most. For those who plan to drop comments on this one, you can tell me "OMGWTFKIT! you are so freaking right." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 5: The Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;NO NO NO! When I first heard their song called "where is the love?," I was like WOW! Whose song is this? So, I started to think that Black Eyed Peas was a cool pop band. Well, I WAS WRONG, because the next few songs from them offers nothing pleasant to my ears with their I-DUNNO-WTF-YOU'RE-TRYING-TO-TELL-ME rapping. If I happen to listen to "My Humps" when I am driving, I would rather off the radio instead. Whether you agree with me or not, "My Humps" is really rubbish and I always wonder why people like it. Camels have humps. Fergie too. OMG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202061026272687138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SDFu8RLjNCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Ae0pbNgVim0/s400/800px-BEP_2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Black Eyed Peas: a nigger band(without Fergie in this pic). They are from the Phillipines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Justin-freaking-Timberlake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202063019137512498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SDFwwRLjNDI/AAAAAAAAAKY/k9NIhR-csPI/s400/511px-Justin_Timberlake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;If he is still that Nsync boy, I would not add him into this list. But the fact that he is that LOVE STONE dude that annoys me with his tune!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202063577483260994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SDFxQxLjNEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yexs5eY0o9A/s400/505px-Jtstpaul.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;What is he trying to do now? Show us Janet Jackson's breast again, and I might like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one, NO ONE, NO ONNNNNEEEeeEEEeeeE.....no one is more annoying than alicia keys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202065935420306514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SDFzaBLjNFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ZdD1HLV2QB8/s400/Alicia_Keys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Don't ask me why. She is just ANNOYING with that 'NO ONE, NO ONE, NO ONNEEeEEEEEEe'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202066541010695266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SDFz9RLjNGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9Fl-8xntMQM/s400/665px-Sean_Kingston_17-_cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;DAMN ALL THESE BEAUTIFUL GIRLS........SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL SUICIDAL 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I HATE YOU SO MUCH because your song is rubbish too. Join the black eyed peas and kick fergie out to be a pure nigger band!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;THE MOST ANNOYING ARTISTE GOES TO.......BRITNEY SPEARS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202067777961276530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SDF1FRLjNHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nKfLxcIRNvQ/s400/510px-Moarb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;*pukes* *faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202068203163038850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SDF1eBLjNII/AAAAAAAAALA/gODu6UaPeCE/s400/Britney_New.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;the typical ":P" look - give me more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need me to explain why Britney is in this list, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202068894652773522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/SDF2GRLjNJI/AAAAAAAAALI/SS_lnHNDGHw/s400/Britney-shotgun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAKE FUN OF HUO KIT AND I'LL SHOOT YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Britney Spears &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/3537009312038243622-355506729557632712?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/355506729557632712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=355506729557632712&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/355506729557632712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/355506729557632712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/05/annoying-artiste.html' title='annoying artiste'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/SDFu8RLjNCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Ae0pbNgVim0/s72-c/800px-BEP_2001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-4762410448162583964</id><published>2008-05-10T15:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T22:15:45.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hell, I am back with ANGER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WOOOT&lt;/span&gt;?! I am back my friends and my fellow readers. You may ask, "kit, why didn't you update your blog recently?" Well, because I did not have the determination and the mood to do so. I'm so SORRY for all the readers. Don't give up on me. DON'T LA WEI....I AM BACK. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I am not jobless (my job is to be a homeboy) but no longer a temporary teacher in my school. And the main reason why I am back is because I received some motivations. Well, for this post, I am here to blog about my frustration and dissatisfaction about SOMEONE STUPID that I met a few years ago. I just came back from this great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Langkawi&lt;/span&gt; trip and the trip rocks even we had some problems when things did not go well as planned. Somehow, I found it good and I enjoyed it so much. But before I came back, I heard a bad news about that OLD FRIEND OF MINE, complaining about us in her blog. And now, she's such a chicken after writing so much - CHANGING THE SECURITY TO "INVITED READERS" ONLY. You know who you are. The moment you read this post of mine, you'll swear and start your sentence with vulgar words. I have nothing against you initially because you are the girlfriend of one of my greatest buddies - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Apek&lt;/span&gt;. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Apek&lt;/span&gt; will scold me for putting this as a post. But seriously, I don't want to give any shit about what you and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;apek&lt;/span&gt; have for each other anymore. The thing is this, you are making bad remarks about us(my friends and I) in your blog. Well, I know you tend to feel insecure when your boy goes out with us because there are girls. But you see, no one is seducing your boyfriend into some activity called sex, NO ONE IS FLIRTING WITH HIM and EVERYONE FEELS SCARED BECAUSE YOU CALLED US "FUCKHEADS" previously. What did we do until we deserve all these ugly names from you? Yes, previously we said this trip is only for guys. Yes. But DID YOU LET HIM GO? Please recall, you idiot. Everyone is going to be busy with studies again very soon in different universities. If we don't use this time to spend with our friends, very soon, we might not meet with each other so often. Are you selfish? To me, you are. Not only selfish, but very irrational and unreasonable. I'm talking about you Beatrix. I don't name you an ugly name in my blog. But seriously, please think again before you start saying things about us. Were you there when you boyfriend was suffering from his illness during the trip? He was having his muscles cramped. He couldn't move. And what did we do? We helped him. Did you? NOPE. See? You never understand the situation. All you did was bug for souvenirs. Well, I don't know much about you even I knew you so long ago. That's because you're an introvert. This is your nature. Back to what I was saying. Initially, we did say that this trip was just for boys. And he wanted to join us because we had been talking about this last year, you see. And you just didn't want to let him go initially because of all the nonsense about his work and you. At that moment, we felt like making this trip a vacation for everyone, not only boys since we wanted more people and everyone agreed. Simultaneously, we were begging for your boy to go. Nothing much he could do but to "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;POTONG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;STIM&lt;/span&gt; US." Thanks to lots of various bullshits from you and his work. Our friends were tired and pissed when we kept being rejected after asking him to go for the trip. And your brain got a sudden shock, and you let him join us. It's like you're his mother. And how could we reject the three girls because of your boyfriend? We're tired of someone who couldn't state his stand of going or not. What if he said that he was not going to join us again? Is it because he is lousy in making decisions? I guess not. It is YOU who was playing with his mind with the vital of the relationship you all had. Aren't you his girlfriend, who is supposed to understand and support him? We could not reject our friends when we already invited them. Don't be silly. We are not desperate for girls. They are just friends. And maybe you feel that it is rather ridiculous for us to bluff your 'precious' boyfriend. Why did I use the word 'precious'? I judge it from the way you treated him. From all these - the way you treat my friends, the words that you used to describe us and the irrational thinking that you have, I conclude that you are just JEALOUS because you have less friends from the opposite sex and you don't have a bunch of good buddies to hang out with. Oh yea, no matter how angry you are about me, (maybe you choose to block and delete me in your contact list) just take this thing as an insult or a lesson. Think like an adult when you're already 20. Why call people slut and fuckheads without sex organs when you are one hell of a hot headed explosive hot dog. And I know you write what you want in your blog. You might even play with the security by adjusting it to INVITED READERS ONLY. But I BEG YOU TO WRITE MORE SO THAT WE CAN MAKE YOU SOMETHING TO BE LAUGHED AT. Let's hope that you learn not to restrict you boyfriend so much, but if you don't learn at all, then carry on with who you are. You are God. You're so right. Well done. Congrats. You are doing the right thing already. Let me end this blog post with a funny quote. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"Last time gathering, gather your fucking head la." - Beatrix &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Neoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p/s: You are being something to be laughed at. I pity you, and hell, the vacation was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; cool. Read the comments to look at the feedbacks for this post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-4762410448162583964?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/4762410448162583964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=4762410448162583964&amp;isPopup=true' title='72 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/4762410448162583964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/4762410448162583964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/05/hell-i-am-back-with-anger.html' title='the hell, I am back with ANGER'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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>72</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-9212064627641642734</id><published>2008-03-26T21:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T01:15:17.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Policemen Changelog 2008</title><content type='html'>Taken some notes after reading this from The Star. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major Policemen Changelog (version 2008):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Fixed a bug with Rasuah issues which can cause lag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"Saya Anti Rasuah" is now known as "Intergriti Amalan Kita," which requires less mana to cast it(&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a new concept&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in things!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182047491577350242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R-pUvOisCGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hqBDGhHWjzo/s400/police+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;when the police force integrates Malaysians from Bad Guys to Good Guys with respect to peace(x= peace), the force achieves instant win! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Cosmetic changes for policemen(with extra bling-blings)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182046722778204242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R-pUCeisCFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/T3jiNBqwgQg/s400/police+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go Go Go!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Enhanced professionalism and integrity of the force&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-More effective crime prevention campaigns(e.g. Safe Home Campaign) and PAMPHLETS (OMG!WTF?WTH?LMAO.ROFL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Quoted some bullshits: “This uniform will enable them to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;move faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as they do not have to put on the metal badges and other gadgets anymore,” Inspector-General of Police Tan Sri Musa Hassan said at the 201st Police Day celebration at the police Training Centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A promise to live up to firm, fair and courteous motto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Strict and efficient ATTITUDE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-New skills and gadgets!(communication devices, handcuffs, baton and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pepper spray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-new icons!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182046310461343810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R-pTqeisCEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/TdRzyohky7U/s400/police.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG OMG OMG! Can't wait to meet them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3537009312038243622-9212064627641642734?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/9212064627641642734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=9212064627641642734&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/9212064627641642734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/9212064627641642734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/03/policemen-changelog-2008.html' title='Policemen Changelog 2008'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R-pUvOisCGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hqBDGhHWjzo/s72-c/police+4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-4612538872728715558</id><published>2008-03-23T19:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:01:19.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions or mistakes</title><content type='html'>We tend to grow old with time. But the question here is do we grow wise with time as well? Perhaps in every one's mind, there's a little confusion and unpleasant feeling now - the life after high school. Sometimes it feels like it's just yesterday. You tend to miss your friends. Your teachers. Those time you had when you were struggling with exams. All of these experience have vanished. You miss you Alma mater? Time to take a deep breath? No. Since the day we received our results, we had to take some time to digest things. We had to decide on what to do next. We had to get our options ready, and to get ready for what is coming. Yesterday was the last day we can "kemaskini" our choice of courses for the local universities. Many of my friends feel disappointed with the requirements to take the courses they want. Me too. In the official MOHE(ministry of higher education) webbie stated mostly for all the courses, the requirements is just a C or a Band 1 for MUET. Well, the truth is there's another SPOILER webbie called QUAN SHENG which shows the statistics of the people entering the courses in our beloved Malaysian Universities. Hoho. It is just meant for students who are Chinese. Why must there be QUAN SHENG when there is already an official webbie? Because we're just secondary citizens in our country. Is there a sense of belonging for us; non-bumis? I'm not trying to be racist here, but thinking about it, it doesn't give me a good feeling. This is why people like Bald-headed Namewee did the NEGARAKUKU anthem. It was really an eye-opening track; not my kinda song actually. The reason I write this is not mainly about the inequality of what we have in our beloved Malaysia. It's about us suffering from not being able to get what we want. I want to go to USM. I want to stay in Penang. However the cut off point to enter the course I want is 3.7. Too much and tough, isn't it? Maybe some will say "KNN KIT, U COMPLAIN HAMI LAN?" for my thinking because my results can guarantee me a place in the local universities, but not having the courses and the university I want. Life is really not up to our expectations. Expecting the worst will be the best if you never want to be devastated. Some are even confused with what to take now - to go private or to go public? Or maybe some are just making more options for themselves by applying everything they feel that has potential for them. I will not choose private, unless I am offered or I am impressed with their education. But what's so fun about being in the local universities? Nothing. Consider these situations: #1. Seeing BOBOs overtaking you in your course because the lecturer tends to give them more PERSONAL classes and extra attention. The worst - The examination questions are leaked to those BOBOs. #2. Telling the world that you're from our Malaysia Boleh Universities, making employers doubt your capability, getting a job with an amount of 1.8k/month in your life FOREVER until you retire. #3. Our Malaysia needs 150k engineers in the future. I bet 120k of them have their names printed Muhammad/Mohamed. You want to place your bet my dear? Let's not talk about our Beloved country. I am really getting &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181659759109736466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R-j0GOisCBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MrfkNlvktpQ/s400/sick.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with things. Why are there so many doubts? Why? Why this and why that? A lot of questions and worries in my mind. Thank God the expiry date of submitting MOHE has passed. If not I'll still be going haywire with my choices of courses. One stupid mistake can send you to Terengganu. Then you're going to enjoy being a VIP there. Decisions or mistakes for us to make. Are we on the right path? Does this path lead us to hell? The summary of all things - money. Okay. When it comes to this situation, you have to as yourself what you are afraid of if you choose the wrong shit. A bad job? and a bad job leads to? leads to a life with no cash. Some say money is not everything, for everything else, there is Mastercard. Well I say, money is the root of evil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181659359677777922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R-jzu-isCAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/sySNswEZwYU/s400/moneyzz.bmp" border="0" /&gt;The idiot that created money needs to be slain seriously. Money is not everything I agree; but money is almost everything in the world. According to engineers, Penang bridge was made with good alloys and strong materials. According to Chow 3:16, Penang bridge was made of money. If you don't have the cash in things, miracles won't happen. A magician thinks he's God because you seduce him with cash. A good doctor/surgeon/dentist/vet saves a life in the name of LUI(say this with a hokkien slang). A blogger adds ads in their blog to make himself richer. This theory applies to every blogger but not the owner of Images and Words.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181659982448035874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R-j0TOisCCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mqbEiyd68Ac/s400/money.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bloggers = Online Beggars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone wants a good future. Ask yourself, what is a good future to you? A good future equals to having 10 pieces of 100 bux in your wallet when you go out for shopping/movies food/hobbies/fun. Hey! What about those people who choose according courses according to their interest? They'll surely do well and get a good job and get more cash. Wrong. Sometimes when you're the best in this field, it doesn't mean that you're going to be a person with a pocket full of cash. Why do humans want to go to space? Answer: because they are interested, interested to feel some fame, to make history and lastly to make millions when you return. It's just too bad when you ask a person "what's more to earning money?" Because the answer would be "earning MORE money." The bottom line is this - we need money to have a good education so that we earn more money. Money starts up everything, even your car's engine. Spend money to earn money. Spend money to save money. End of discussion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181660557973653554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R-j00uisCDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/KQ9-z8fh9fw/s400/malaysia_ringgit.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The unique and limited edition MYR 10.00 that everyone wants so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that my friends, including you will take some time to browse your options and make the right decisions that will lead to success and glory. Good luck. If you're getting your ass out of Penang, be sure to come back and write a poem. Your homecoming might want to be like Si Tenggang's from Form 4 literature. I am not ready for the new life coming. Really not happy with it and not even looking forward to it. Guess this is just part of life that every person in this age has to face. Part of growing up? It's about how a person accept changes in things. Drastic changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check this out by the way &lt;a href="http://media.innity-asia.com/innity/huokit"&gt;http://media.innity-asia.com/innity/huokit&lt;/a&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/3537009312038243622-4612538872728715558?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/4612538872728715558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=4612538872728715558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/4612538872728715558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/4612538872728715558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/03/untitled.html' title='decisions or mistakes'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R-j0GOisCBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MrfkNlvktpQ/s72-c/sick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-1546072224746404934</id><published>2008-03-14T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T08:18:35.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was It a Dream?</title><content type='html'>Okay, this week kind of sucked for me. It's mainly due to results. To those who have done really well and to those who are satisfied with what you have got for yourself, congratulations to each and every one of you; sincerely from me. For me, I did okay, enough for me to enter the local universities, but I'm of course not one of those with the priority to get the course I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very disappointed with my physics actually. Uber disappointed. Never expected a B because all the while I have been falling in love with it. Generally, when something you always think that you can score disappoints you, there's nothing much that can be done actually, but to get over with it. I have done my very best. But I still can't digest it nicely. Maybe you all will say things like "Kit, I think I did worse," or maybe "shut up man, you can enter the universities already, GOOD ENOUGH." I'm so sorry that I complained about this. However, part of me still can't overcome this entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the 1st stage you need to go through when you receive your results is your own expectations and yourself, NOT how many candidates you beat, NOT how much effort you have put in, NOT what others think about you and certainly NOT how many get straight As. What do you want to get actually? As? Bs? or you don't want to see Cs or lower grades? Or you don't want to fail at all? Or all you want is just a licence to enter university? or maybe all you want is to get a good course or you just want your type of course? Stop reading continuously from this line. Give yourself a few seconds to reflect. Ask yourself. Have you done your best? What do you expect from yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177298239717473506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R9l1UYqdfOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xoknuMkpNHo/s400/venn.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Venn diagram. Not going to remind you about the horrible maths paper. But to tell you how my brain is thinking. Like I always say, expectations don't always meet/intersect with reality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you had expectations in the beginning before the examination, then you're really serious about your education. That means your brain was in the MAROON region, aiming high for something, which is a very good way to start things out. During Tuesday, if you experienced this change -the MAROON region turning into the YELLOW region, that means you're a happy person now, reading over here. Everything you wanted came to you. Your hard work pays off. But for those who did NOT experience the change of regions since Tuesday, I bet you still have a lot of pain in you, because you did not get what you wanted. I am one of them, are you? For those who did not have any expectations, I'm happy for you if you get good results. I'm happy for you too if you just did ok. That's because you will never hurt yourself over some STPM results matter. Or maybe what you expected was something that will meet with reality sooner or later. Maybe in a few more months when Uni opens? Maybe in a few months or years time. Come and tell me once you're happy with things. I'll give you a direct high 5.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll emphasize on those who are feeling very miserable now. I always feel that I have done a lot. Yes, a lot. Being one of the top boneheads in class gives me a lot of confidence. Even Mr Teoh told me that he expected an A, not an A- for me in physics. Well, everything did not work as expected, I got a B+. Not that bad. But it is just that I did not get what I want. You can tell me things like "Kit, I think my Chemistry will get C; I'm ok with it, but I just don't want to see a C in my results." It's your expectations which are playing your mind, my friends. You wanted more than a C. You wanted more. Me too. I wanted more. I feel the same way. So what do we do now? Cry? Get a heartache for days? I have been trying to sleep things off recently. I feel that I can't do it. I kept asking myself. Was it a dream? Was it a dream? Is this the evidence that proves it? Is the results slip that I got an evidence that tells me that things did not go as I expected? Yes. I'm sorry to tell you this. Whatever you get in the results slip says it all, not unless you want to pay 50 bucks to remark that damn paper. There are 3 options to overcome this disappointment you have in you. #1: ACCEPT REALITY, face it and find a way out. #2: Continue to moan, continue to cry, continue to sleep things off like an idiot. #3:Commit suicide, end you life, be EMO, see you in hell. Option 2 and 3 are not options actually. They are just pathways to hell. You have no choice. Option 1. FACE IT. I know it doesn't sound easy. I am still the process of facing things. I was with Option 2. There's no point doing it. Unless you want to be a FAI CHAI forever. What's done is done. I'm not being harsh here. I'm not forcing you. The choice is yours. That's what I always tell myself since Tuesday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a lot more to worry than just not getting an A in my bloody Physics. What we need now, is a mindset of what we want to do in the future. The next test is what you choose. Courses. When it comes to this, I am really lost. Lost in hell actually. What we want is a job that guarantees our future. When you earn 2k per month, you can tell yourself that you can live a normal life. When you earn 4k per month, you can start a small family. When you earn 6k per month, you're closer to being a millionaire if you count nicely. When you earn 10k per month, YOU CAN RETIRE EARLY. Haha! It's still a fantasy. We still have a few days left to make up our mind. If your results can't get you into the course you want to take, do not feel that it's the end. Get yourself another option. There are a lot of paths. You can try to apply. Trying is telling you that you have a chance. Not trying is telling you that you have no chance. So why not be wise, and take some risk. But if you're a HUAN, then you suck because you can enter Uni easily. Newsflash: DAP just won Penang. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Consult Miss PILIH(Pillay) to know how to PILH your course. Good idea if you're lost. Don't be shy to ask. You'll know what you can PILIH soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to what I was saying. It's not the end of the world by receiving bad results. There are many things more to life than studies. In fact, only 10 to 20% of your studies are used when you work. YOU DON'T USE ALL YOUR KNOWLEDGE AT ONCE. If you want to earn a lot and be somebody sooner or later, YOU NEED NOT BE A TOP SCORER. I can say this again and again. YOU NEED NOT BE A TOP SCORER. Good news for non-top scorers. Actually things are just beginning. This quote is what I received and I edited from what I've read these few days. "What a caterpillar thinks is the end for him, is a beginning of a butterfly's life." It doesn't end here. The end of an end is a new beginning.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177309342207933682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R9l_aoqdfPI/AAAAAAAAAJI/LkPFERJg7S8/s400/cycleanim.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I am still having difficulties to heal. It takes time to recover. Everyone knows. But look forward to the future. Now we're already so far away from the day we started studying. Every struggle we have made. Every price that we have paid. We should not be ashamed of the person we're being today. Life is not a bed of roses but it's a struggle a person would have to take. There is no reason to let go of things and surrender. Tell me that your heart is a stronger than a fist. Tell me that your soul will rise and fight again! God has great plans for everyone. You need some time to realise it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To those who have not been sleeping well since Tuesday, I hope you will feel better after reading this. I wish you all the best in the courses you people choose. Everyone makes mistakes. But we learn everyday from what we have done wrong. We learn. We don't have much time. So we just need to come out with a few decisions. I hope that you'll get the best offer around. I hope this post makes you recover from your disappointments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. This post is dedicated to my best friend who has always been there for me, my greatest buddies of all time, my family with their never ending support, and God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will get back to myself. I will rise again. It does not rain every day in my head. The sun will shine in me and you soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-1546072224746404934?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/1546072224746404934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=1546072224746404934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/1546072224746404934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/1546072224746404934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/03/was-it-dream.html' title='Was It a Dream?'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R9l1UYqdfOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xoknuMkpNHo/s72-c/venn.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-4010920446751965019</id><published>2008-03-10T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T10:23:50.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE ON THE RIGHT TRACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ask yourself...&lt;br /&gt;What do you really want?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want good job prospects?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want your family to be safe and well?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want your children to be prepared for the future?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be the place where life is good, peaceful and stable?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to make Malaysia better and stronger?&lt;br /&gt;This 8th of March&lt;br /&gt;What are you really voting for?&lt;br /&gt;The choice is at your hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176303774399823058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R9Xs24qdfNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zro4gLudPms/s400/Untitled-2+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The right decision to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-4010920446751965019?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/4010920446751965019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=4010920446751965019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/4010920446751965019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/4010920446751965019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-are-on-right-track.html' title='WE ARE ON THE RIGHT TRACK'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R9Xs24qdfNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zro4gLudPms/s72-c/Untitled-2+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-5322797707956707498</id><published>2008-03-07T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T11:57:32.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week Back at School</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am now back at school. 5 days of work already and I have stories to tell. After being a part time temporary teacher, I find that our fellow Xaverians are quite complicated to be taken care of. But I ENJOYED being back at school. What I did gain besides experience? RESPECT. The feeling is damn nice when you are respected as a teacher. "Good morning Sir." Whoa! When I was a student, no one ever wished me that when I entered from the main entrance. Only prefects like Chie Siang would wish me "Morning Sir." And that greeting was more to a joke. Things are different now. Very comfortable and cool indeed. Even my job there is just for a month and half, but I have learnt a lot since Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been given to teach the 'easiest' subject. Moral. I took some time to tell people about good values. My 2 classes, 1C and 1M. Obviously, 1C got all my guidance, which made me feel "mission accomplished" for teaching them. Apart from this, I have 1M, one of the last class in Form 1. O yes, I had to shout like some idiot to ask them to keep quiet. Ok, one thing about little Indians: they FIGHT. I am not being racist here. But Indians that I know like Navin is such a great friend, but he does not know how to speak APU-NE-NE or WOP-PER-DEY! I'm sorry Navin, I did not mean to insult you. Lol. Ok back to those Indians. THEY FIGHT. Just for no reason. When I tried to stop them, I would tend to waste my time and I felt very bad for not teaching everything. Things they tell me when I SHOUTED AT THEM when they fight: 1) No reason. 2) TEACHER, HE PERLI MY FATHER'S NAME! 3) TEACHER HE IS MY ENEMY. 4) Teacher, I DON'T LIKE HIS FACE. 5) TEACHER HE DRAW ON MY SHIRT 6) (I forgot what rubbish they told me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was back there and still a student, I would not give a damn about them fighting. No one wants to care about those PENGARUH RAKAN SEBAYA CRAP or maybe PENGARUH MEDIA MASSA thing that I wrote in my KARANGAN. Very soon, I will be their RAKAN SEBAYA or GURU SEBAYA when they being weapons to school. Things that I should have said instead of shouting "CLASS STOP THIS AND SIT DOWN BEFORE I WRITE YOU NAME DOWN IN THE YELLOW BOOK": 1) SIT DOWN LA PK! 2) PHAK LA PHAK LA! 3) LU MAI GONG LIAU, SIT DOWN. 4) EH LU BODOH. DUDUK. And the list goes on and on. Well, there's this thing called the yellowbook to threaten kids. Write their name down and the magic happens - the class will keep quiet. Blackmail is such a nice thing to be done with that book. Send an email to &lt;a href="mailto:huokit@blackmail.com"&gt;huokit@blackmail.com&lt;/a&gt; to learn more. Recently there are 2 idiots that made themselves into the book. The 1st hero is a noob. He never sits down when I told him to do so. When I was tired of shouting, I just ask him to come. He said "JANGAN LA CIKGU." No matter how much innocence he had there, it would not stop me from writing his name because I was UBER TL. Next, another pathetic kid which thought he looked so cool to UNTUCK his shirt. I personally felt that what he did was NOT COOL but GG like Apek likes to say. Why did he want to look like a TUKAU when he could look smart by tucking in his shirt? Remember my fellow friends, tuck it in when you wear a SHIRT. You will not regret it. YOU WILL NEVER REGRET. Besides not tucking in his shirt, he said something that offended me actually. He made a lot of noise in class when I was having a relief period. I asked him to do his essay, he did not want to do it. But at least, he should have behaved well and controlled his volume. But, he told me "Sir, you temporary only, why must do? You will not mark my essay." Now that started the fire in me. I MAY BE TEMPORARY. AND WHAT HE SHOULD DO IS SHOW ME RESPECT. You may say that I am sensitive. But not having an acknowledgement from students that you are a teacher is some feeling that you suck. So, in order to not to suck, I MADE HIM SUCK MY BALLS INSTEAD. I WROTE HIS BLOODY NAME IN THE BOOK. And he was kinda pissed. GOOD FOR HIM. And he even pointed out his friend's name so that he had a 'COMPANION' in the book. So, I asked him to SHUT UP and SIT DOWN instead. If you're the boy I mention here reading this from 3F, then SHAME ON YOU. If you still hate me for doing such a thing, click on the "X" above your window. I guess people like you will never learn, even when you grow up. Maybe one day you will even "decorate" my car. Well, just do what you want. Everyone knows that you are the one not showing the right attitude, dim wit. Let's hope that you will realise your mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only 6 periods of teaching moral. So, I will likely have relief periods every day. Relief periods are the time I get to know new people in school. More to testing my patience on them when they make noise and fight. Riots. more like DAP OWNED BN IN PENANG. Aw. BUT DAP JUST OWNED BN though. The infamous line, translated directly from hokkien is often used when they need my help to go against those who disturb them - TEACHER HE DO ME! Girls, learn this line and use it when you need your boyfriend's attention. E.g. RYAN, KIT DO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next good reason to be back in school is to reinstate in my own board that I have served for years; THE BOARD OF LIBRARIANS. Now the board has an extra job which is being in charge of student cards. But my job is to print bar codes and labels for old books. It really feels great to be under Mr Ong's CLAN again, a clan which I originate from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I would like to say that this job rocks even there are difficulties handling students with bad behaviour. If you don't like this post, just click on the advertisements will do. Then close everything. If you like this post, just click on the advertisements too. That will encourage me to write more shits here. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day. But if you think that you're the only one who fears STPM results on Tuesday, just think again. I FEEL THE SAME WAY TOO. Everyone does. Pray hard for things although what's done is done. Good luck and hope to see a smile on your face if we meet again on Tuesday. For those taking SPM results on Wednesday, Good Luck to you too. Readers, just have a little faith and if your expectations do not intersect with reality, just let things be. "If you have tried your best, that's more than enough," said my parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-5322797707956707498?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/5322797707956707498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=5322797707956707498&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/5322797707956707498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/5322797707956707498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/03/week-of-being-back-to-school.html' title='A Week Back at School'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-8005920873545741045</id><published>2008-03-03T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T20:26:21.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kondar - The Chaotic Assassin</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173477188022836546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 63px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" height="75" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8viF52wHUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DhmLX9G96Q8/s400/KONDAR.JPG" width="70" border="0" /&gt;Kondar - The Chaotic Assassin&lt;br /&gt;Range: 128&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Move Speed: 310&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Primary: AGI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Str: 17 + 1.8 Agi: 21 + 3 Int: 16 + 1.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damage: 45 – 59 HP: 473 Mana: 208&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HP Regen: 0.76 Mana Regen: 0.65&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attack Speed: 1.34 Armor: 4&lt;br /&gt;Kondar is a Draenei that is often called upon for his superior skills. Not much is known about his past, but his capabilities are extraordinary. Some believe he learned from a ninja clan while others say he was born with his amazing abilities. He has the strength to strike down any foe with his blade. His agility is matched by none, and his stealth is inferior only to few. He is interested in the conflict for money alone, and is promised a large reward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vjwJ2wHWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wyguiO5SaaM/s1600-h/DSC00590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173479013383937378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 62px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 64px" height="172" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vjwJ2wHWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wyguiO5SaaM/s400/DSC00590.JPG" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrap (C)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A plastic bag is thrown at an enemy unit to wrap it, causing damage. Stuns for 1.75 seconds. Cast range of 500. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 1 - Deals 100 damage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 2 - Deals 175 damage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 3 - Deals 250 damage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 4 - Deals 325 damage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mana Cost: 95/ 110/ 125/ 140&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooldown: 10 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vlDp2wHXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jJEvONlddA4/s1600-h/jinada.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173480447903014258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vlDp2wHXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jJEvONlddA4/s400/jinada.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jinada (J)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gives a % chance to evade attacks and 15% chance to deal extra damage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 1 - 5% dodge, 1.25 critical multiplier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 2 - 10% dodge, 1.5 critical multiplier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 3 - 15% dodge, 1.75 critical multiplier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 4 - 20% dodge, 2 critical multiplier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mana Cost: N/A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooldown: N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vl4J2wHYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ig7rtiTODdk/s1600-h/windwalk.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173481349846146434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vl4J2wHYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ig7rtiTODdk/s400/windwalk.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Windwalk (W)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turn invisible for a period of time. Deals bonus backstab damage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 1 - 30 backstab damage, lasts 15 seconds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 2 - 60 backstab damage, lasts 20 seconds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 3 - 90 backstab damage, lasts 25 seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 4 - 120 backstab damage, lasts 30 seconds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mana Cost: 50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooldown: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vmd52wHZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/hO20ddfDdjc/s1600-h/track.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173481998386208146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vmd52wHZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/hO20ddfDdjc/s400/track.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Track (R)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tracks an enemy unit for 90 seconds or until it dies. If you kill a hero, you pawn its head for extra money. Each level decreases the cooldown and increases the cast range. It also gives 20% bonus movement speed to Chaotic Assassin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 1 - Any hero kill is worth 50 bonus gold, reduces target`s armor by 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 2 - Any hero kill is worth 100 extra gold, reduces target`s armor by 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 3 - Any hero kill is worth 150 extra gold, reduces target`s armor by 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mana Cost: 100/75/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooldown: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vpkJ2wHaI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xkCONCaYxsc/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173485404295273890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="296" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vpkJ2wHaI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xkCONCaYxsc/s400/DSC00591.JPG" width="379" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kondar using its wrap to stun an EAGLE enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vp8p2wHbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gfJ376RjvCk/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173485825202068914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="300" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vp8p2wHbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gfJ376RjvCk/s400/DSC00600.JPG" width="313" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vp8p2wHbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gfJ376RjvCk/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kondar turning invisible with windwalk to ambush the EAGLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vq5J2wHdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/E2cX_JmR_aU/s1600-h/jinada.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173486864584154578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px" height="400" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8vq5J2wHdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/E2cX_JmR_aU/s400/jinada.JPG" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jinada - Evasion on attacks and critical strike when Kondar jumps to finish off the EAGLE.&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/3537009312038243622-8005920873545741045?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/8005920873545741045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=8005920873545741045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/8005920873545741045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/8005920873545741045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/03/kondar-chaotic-assassin.html' title='Kondar - The Chaotic Assassin'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8viF52wHUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DhmLX9G96Q8/s72-c/KONDAR.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-7679055558288494380</id><published>2008-03-02T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:56:35.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright, after so much trouble going to that stupid PPD office here and there, I finally had the permit to take over SUGUS' place for 1 month plus. Well, God is great. Finally I got the job. To all my friends that supported my idea of being a teacher, thanks a lot. To those who think that I'm a nuisance to the school, I promise you that I will not unleash hell when I get to work. I'm BACK to SCHOOL. But, this Mr Loh and his PPD crew were still getting on my nerves. They did not call me on Friday. I made the call. So what the hell is this? A LOUSY WAY OF DOING THEIR WORK. When I asked about why i did not get the job when i first applied, each of them had their own reasons to tell you that THEY ARE INNOCENT. Uber bad service. Well, I am glad that it's over. Thanks for reading guys. (don't worry, my site is not shutting down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time for an ADULT JOKE since most of us went to The Star's Education Fair to check things out about universities. Well, this is about universities. There was this SNAKE (not &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/nocternalcreation.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year-everyone-gong-xi.html"&gt;the infamous TROUSER SNAKE&lt;/a&gt; from Noc's Blog). Just a normal and typical SNAKE.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173109263944391954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8qTd52wHRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZHhRzfNZ9Jw/s400/snake-bites-face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mr Loh got pawned/punked by some snake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So when the snake heads to USM, the snake died in an instant. OMG! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WTH~!#$%^&amp;amp;*()_ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173111952593919266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8qV6Z2wHSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tR_qb-Mr7Nk/s400/USM%2520logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the best school in the world which no chinese nor indian can easily get into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyone can guess why? Stay tuned for an answer. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-7679055558288494380?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/7679055558288494380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=7679055558288494380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/7679055558288494380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/7679055558288494380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s Over'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8qTd52wHRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZHhRzfNZ9Jw/s72-c/snake-bites-face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-3556036519859849192</id><published>2008-02-27T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T11:58:29.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a job at last! (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;O yes yes yes. I am back again. The title "a job at last" is just there to attract people. It should be named "being screwed" instead. This part of my post is called BEING SCREWED, PART 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I start this with? 2 weeks ago, I've already given up the BEING-A-TEACHER thingy. So, I went for 3 interviews. Yes, I am still jobless. Why? Because I am being choosy. I have my own reasons for this thingy. I'm having this thinking during weeks ago - If i don't get a job real soon, I'll feel very bad because I am already 20. I can't just sit at home like this every single day. I'm old enough to make my own money for the time being. So, I did not want to wait for 2nd batch of that temporary teaching anymore. I went for another few interviews from different companies. All those jobs that I applied for are more to office jobs. They fancy female workers than male workers. What's more, they fancy PERMANENT people. Well, PERMANENT means ALMOST FOREVER here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We will call you next week to tell you the results. Thank you Mr. Chow."&lt;br /&gt;*shakes my hand*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of those interviews ended just like that. I was like, very convinced, thinking that I would get a job soon. But came the following week, which was last week. I RECEIVED NO CALLS. NIL. I WROTE MY PHONE NUMBER CLEARLY when I filled the application form. This is life. They just won't tell you anything if you fail to get things. Common sense told me that I was screwed. Had no other option. Had to look for another one. Last Friday, I went for another one, from this law firm. When I was there, that lawyer wanted me to sign a contract for 1 year so that I could stay with him. A CONTRACT. Imagine getting sued from a lawyer for quitting a job out of nowhere. The pay was not attractive. 700 bucks with a big BURDEN. A CONTRACT. A chance to get sued. A chance to star in the reality Prison Break. A chance to be Michael Scofield. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171357343168271026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8RaGsYnErI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/9djq2gaFlF4/s400/went3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;"This is the plan.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And he did not want to employ me because I was not a LAW guy. What he wanted was someone who was interested in LAW and who was willing to stay with him for a while. Permanent clerk. A clerk that stays forever with him. If I am talking like he needed a wife, then you got me all wrong, my fellow reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;The climax. It happened in the morning before I went for this law firm interview. Suzanne sent me a text (thanks Suzanne) saying that there was a place for temporary teaching because a teacher named SUGUS was out of service(sold out) due to delivering a human baby recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171359993163092674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8Rcg8YnEsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LigUgLwznm4/s400/hillary-clinton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;The picture explains it all. You sold out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Back to what I was saying. So I called the school and talked to CBL again. According to CBL, she needed someone to replace her for about 2 months. I was like "w00t, I can do that!" But the problem was, CBL needs the letter from SUGUS 1st before I can register myself. CBL ended the conversation with "I WILL CALL YOU SOON." This "I WILL CALL YOU SOON" quote is something I will never trust from a boss anymore after being PROMISED 2 times. So I went for the Law Firm interview after that morning. Later that day in the afternoon, I was feeling kinda frustrated because no office wanted to hire me. So I called CBL to ask again; "Sir, are you sure that I am getting the job? Are you calling me next week?" Well, CBL was being such a nice guy, he said "YES". Wooooooooooohooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I thought I got the job. So I waited until this Monday(this week). In the morning, CBL called me. I was filled with A LOT OF FRESH HOPE. When I reached school, CBL asked me to fly to PPD(the office) again, to deliver a letter to that FREAKING MR LOH that I mentioned in my previous post. Without wasting anymore time, I flew to the damn office. And BINGO, MR LOW was not around. Ok, I calmed myself down. One of the clerks, I forgot what her name was, not AKMAL, but a typical "&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ASTRONAUT&lt;/span&gt;" suggested that I LEAVE THE LETTER THERE AT THE OFFICE TO WAIT FOR MR LOH TO SEE IT WHEN HE COMES BACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171363867223593682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8RgCcYnEtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/n4ekhxI6jXY/s400/pau+thau.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;"KAMU BOLEH TINGGALKAN SURAT INI DI SINI, SAYA AKAN PASS KAT MR LOH"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;The question - CAN SHE BE TRUSTED? So, I left the letter there and called CBL and told her about things. Meanwhile, I went to get a haircut because my parents were complaining like shit about my sleepy look. So, I asked the hairstylist to do it more neatly for me so that I do not look sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;The next day: TUESDAY. 1st thing in the morning, I flew to PPD to see Mr Loh. No one was at the counter. Imagine you're at GSC and no one wants to sell you any tickets to any movies. WILL YOU GO TO GSC BACK ANYMORE? I stood there for a while, then that CLERK came. Alright. The &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ASTRONAUT&lt;/span&gt; clerk could not recognize me. Perhaps it was because of my haircut. But the most important thing now was the letter I gave her on Monday. So I asked for Mr Loh and the letter, she told me that Mr Loh would see the letter later. And Mr Loh was going to leave to check things out at some school. Without wasting any time, I rushed in there to see that Loh. That PKMCB told me to get the letter from the clerk. I went back to the clerk, the clerk said that the letter was at his cabinet. I went to PKMCB LOH again, he said he wanted the letter. So, I went to that clerk AGAIN, she sounded like the letter was at somewhere which she could not take or something. And then, where else did I go? of course back to PKMCB again. PKBCB ASKED ME TO GET THE LETTER FROM HER &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;. WTH is with THIS WOMAN? So I went to asked from her saying that LOH ORDERED HER TO TAKE THE DAMN LETTER. 2 MOFOS HERE WERE PLAYING &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;MONKEY&lt;/span&gt; WITH ME. I FELT LIKE SMACKING THE HELL OUT OF THE BOTH OF THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Next, when I got the letter, LOH said that I COULD NOT START WORK YET until I receive a call from one of his clerks. And he mentioned that AKMAL was not around today. Because AKMAL THE SHE-MALE WILL CALL ME ONE OF THESE DAYS. THE LATEST BY FRIDAY. CAN YOU TRUST THIS she-male AKMAL? if she does not call me this time, I am going to be screwed again. HOW PATHETIC THE SYSTEM IS. Next, LOH mentioned that I should "GET READY" with my hair 1st before I started teaching. I DID NOT LOOK LIKE SOME ASSCLOWN or PUNK, and he made this remark on me. Guess I have to ask him where he cut his hair. I wonder if he steps in the class, the students will ADMIRE him or SLEEP straightaway. I WAS VERY UNHAPPY WITH HIM AND HIS MANAGEMENT after being screwed for so many times. I changed my look from PETER PETRELLI to PETER PARKER already. AHEM! I am not saying that I look like either of them. But I did not look like some punk. Let's insert a little Lingam-talk over here - EGO MR LOH LOOKS LIKE A TEACHER, SOUNDS LIKE A TEACHER, BUT IS HE A GOOD TEACHER? Is it so demanding to be a temporary teacher for just bloody 2 months? Let's hope that I will get that call soon and start my work. Screw Loh and his crew. I hope I did not sound like some kid complaining. But this is off my patience. 1st, a chance that gave me hope for a job and it all ended like this telling me that I was not in the 1st batch. Next, being a person delivering letters AGAIN AND AGAIN and got criticized for looking bad. WHAT ELSE DO THESE &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MOFOS&lt;/span&gt; WANT FROM ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-3556036519859849192?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/3556036519859849192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=3556036519859849192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/3556036519859849192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/3556036519859849192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/02/job-at-last-part-2.html' title='a job at last! (part 2)'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8RaGsYnErI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/9djq2gaFlF4/s72-c/went3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-50342630811140347</id><published>2008-02-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T14:14:44.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag team champions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8LxtMYnEnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rsFuk89nAyE/s1600-h/72.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170961080895607410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" height="210" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8LxtMYnEnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rsFuk89nAyE/s400/72.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Can Noc make the tag to gain a little bit of momentum to turn the tables? YES, he can. Kit is in. YES HE IS IN. HERE GOES KIT trying WITH THE CHOKESLAM ON Batista. OMG A BIG BOOT TO THE FACE OF KIT to counter that chokeslam. WATCH OUT KIT, watch out. NOC IS HERE! DOUBLE CHOKESLAM from Kit and Noc! DOUBLE CHOKESLAM! DOUBLE CHOKESLAM ON THE TABLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170963584861541010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8Lz-8YnEpI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9-C87rVygeY/s400/66.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THREE NAMES THAT FRIENDS CALL YOU:&lt;br /&gt;-Kit&lt;br /&gt;-mc_turkey&lt;br /&gt;-Hey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU’VE DONE IN THE LAST 33 MINUTES:&lt;br /&gt;-Talked to my mom&lt;br /&gt;-Texted my fav person&lt;br /&gt;-Spam my blog's advertisement to get some cash &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THREE WAYS TO BE HAPPY:&lt;br /&gt;-Go out to JAMES with my friend(s) to have a non-stop chat&lt;br /&gt;-Going for a movie date?&lt;br /&gt;-Going for a drive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE FOOD:&lt;br /&gt;-Nando's Chicks&lt;br /&gt;-James' Nasi Kandar&lt;br /&gt;-Any western food in a shop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE YOU MISS THE MOST:&lt;br /&gt;The following question is too sensitive, its function has been disabled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO RECEIVE:&lt;br /&gt;-Anything that comes from the heart&lt;br /&gt;-A happy time with friend(s)&lt;br /&gt;-A trip to anywhere that promises fun &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;-Surfing with wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;-Txt-ing&lt;br /&gt;-Listening to songs and singing them like nobody's business &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO FOR HOLIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;-Italy&lt;br /&gt;-Aussie&lt;br /&gt;-Anywhere in EUROPE, YOU NAME 1 for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE MALLS YOU USUALLY GO TO:&lt;br /&gt;-Sunshine Farlim&lt;br /&gt;-MYDIN&lt;br /&gt;-Gama &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE FAST FOOD:&lt;br /&gt;-The question repeats. Refer to the top for more info. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE FAVORITE SPORTS:&lt;br /&gt;-Basketball&lt;br /&gt;-Walking&lt;br /&gt;-Badminton &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE FAVORITE DRINKS:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; Tea&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Iced &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lemon&lt;/span&gt; Tea&lt;br /&gt;*any tea is my cup of tea &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PERFUMES/COLOGNES:&lt;br /&gt;-Nomad from Crabtree and Evelyn&lt;br /&gt;-I have no idea...&lt;br /&gt;-you decide &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;br /&gt;-Any colours of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; metals&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maroon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Black &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE EVENTS YOU’RE LOOKING FORWARD TO:&lt;br /&gt;-A good evening&lt;br /&gt;-A moment where most of my friends stop working&lt;br /&gt;-A great movie time &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THREE PEOPLE IN YOUR INBOX:&lt;br /&gt;*Phone is now low batt, tell you when it's charged &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU’LL BE DOING AFTER THIS SURVEY:&lt;br /&gt;-Sleep&lt;br /&gt;-Wait for the weekend to come&lt;br /&gt;-Snore &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day, I am not tagging anyone. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-50342630811140347?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/50342630811140347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=50342630811140347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/50342630811140347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/50342630811140347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/02/tag-team-champion.html' title='tag team champions'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R8LxtMYnEnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rsFuk89nAyE/s72-c/72.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-4393959300054260602</id><published>2008-02-25T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T01:58:11.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIN NIEN OVERVIEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yes, I am back. I'm sorry that i did not update my blog for quite some time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;May the RAT in you ROARS like a crazy wolf this year and MONEY comes to you like flashfloods and a sudden downpour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get down with the top 5 worst ways to greet a person during this season:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#5: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GUNG SIT FART CHAI. ANG PAU NA LAI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*this little line at the back - ANG PAU NA LAI tells us that that dude who just wished us wants some money. So all you need to say is you're not married and ask him to come back in about 10 years time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#4: &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ONE PROSPERITY BURGER PLEASE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*this applies to those working at McDonald's. the hell, this dude here does not want to wish you. He's just buying a burger from you because you work at McDonald's. So, don't misunderstand, he might be insulting your 3.50 ringgit per hour income.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#3: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*NOP, this fella can't wait for valentine's day to come. So his intention is just to waste a few mili seconds of your time with these 3 words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#2: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"HCNY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*I personally feel that this method of greeting is unique. But it's the 2nd worst method. The person that sent you HCNY to greet you in your text messages is trying to save money and time. He or she might speak like this: "tat was funi, ROFLMAO" or "WTF, !@#$%^&amp;amp;*()"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Typical TEXT TALK greeting - HCNY MOFOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#1: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR SIN NIEN TAU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*chinese educated crap + english educated brains = worst greeting of all time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAPPY GOING BACK TO SCHOOL, I'm so sorry to hear that CNY is over ;-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and lastly, Happy Belated Valentine's Day and Happy Chap Goh Meh and Happy Happy Everyday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-4393959300054260602?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/4393959300054260602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=4393959300054260602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/4393959300054260602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/4393959300054260602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/02/sin-nien-overview.html' title='SIN NIEN OVERVIEW'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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-3537009312038243622.post-1744015092213017232</id><published>2008-02-01T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T23:49:52.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a job at last!</title><content type='html'>*W00T! I finally GOT A FREAKING JOB AS A TEMPORARY TEACHER at my alma mater!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice that the title and the 1st sentence is just a spoiler for an April Fool's day. Yes i know it's just 1st of February, I'm not lost in time. Aight, time for me to sound like hardcore bloggers with lot of bad words like a little remix from Vegemaster and Pookyma. Well not forgetting Noc and Choya for their recent posts - Choya's F***@f***place.com. and Noc's 1st line in his holiday post - "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F__K&lt;/span&gt; is the word I chose to start of this paragraph." Well, it's not wrong to be hardcore to let out some frustration, right?&lt;br /&gt;ok, few weeks back after STPM, Mr. Chow Huo Kit has this stupid thought. He wants to be addressed as CIKGU CHOW.  Sounds a bit sundoo, but yes, I've been thinking of going back to my school to get a part time job because i might want to be a teacher. HOHO. When i went to school to ask around in the happy month called December, the 1st person i saw was Puan Mok and Mr Anthony(Do not confuse Mr Anthony with Mr G.Anthony. Although they might have similarities in their pigments, G.Anthony was the famous hero teaching Math T in Science 3, right Reuben and Kah Whai?). Okay, back to my side of the story. When i asked Puan Mok abt how to get this job of being a temporary teacher, she said I have to look for Mr CBL. I was like w00t. He's kinda emo, but a very nice guy actually. And Mr Anthony and Puan Mok told me that if i need to apply through JPN (jabatan pendidikan something) through an office in opposite Citibank called PPD (pejabat pendidikan daerah). "O YES YES YES" and "CORRECT CORRECT" I sounded like because I'm a noob in the procedures. But the main hero to appear to make the climax on that day was Mr CBL. He was uber late, that's because I was Uber early(you know me being the early bird that gets the worm). Thanks to Puan Mok, she called Mr CBL telling that I was there waiting for him. Saved me a lot of time actually. If you're reading this, I would like to wish you a Merry Christmas, if I'm not too late for it. Haha. Thanks a lot for the call. Okay zoom, he arrived. When he was walking in from the front porch, he was like LEMA, I DAMN YENG. Ok, I agree. He didn't gel up his hair and he was looking serious. Well, i have to agree with his 'LEMA, I DAMN YENG' look.&lt;br /&gt;"Morning sir, I'm Huo Kit, I just want to ask about the method to apply for temporary teaching in the school." That line was with a lot of enthusiasm in me. Play some good and loud music in your mind now.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry boy, but our school is currently full with teachers. But if you're interested in temporary teaching, you may apply through PPD. I might tell them to send you to SXI if we're lack of teachers. But I heard that primary schools are looking for teachers. You might want to try there." "Alright, Thank you sir." Now that was very disappointing after waiting for so long from 10 to 12. Cut the music in your mind now. In my mind I have these 3 words for myself 'Boo, you suck."(notice that BOO here does not refer to my dear friend 'booyahzz - hock')&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to get back to reality, screw all the expectations I had. A few weeks later, come a new month called 'Januari' in Malay. Call me up if you need me to translate this word. I was working in a computer fair for the company called HOUSE OF CONDOM. Nope, the company is called HOUSE OF NOTEBOOKS. You might want to go "Kit, WHAT A LAME JOKE". *tulan* Until now, I still did not receive my money from them yet. WTH, 200 bucks for standing so long and where's my money son? On the 3rd day of the fair I received a fresh hope call. W00T it was Mr Ong Kee Siong, one of my favorite teachers of all time. He said that MR CBL announced in the staff room about SXI wanting temporary teachers from those candidates that just took STPM. 'Hoho!' was the only word in my mind that whole day. And what's more, Mr Apongbalik told me that he received good news for me because our school wanted teachers. I had this passion and potential energy again. But the sad news is Robert's mom said our school had no space for Science and Mathematics anymore. Now that's sad. Pretty sad.&lt;br /&gt;"O whatever it is just apply and see what happens, my boy," said myself to myself. Yeahs, the week after I worked for the House of Notebooks(a company that does not want to pay their temporary workers yet), I went to see Mr CBL again to get the form. Looks like I wasn't alone. Old time primary school buddy of mine Reuben was in this business too. Not forgetting people like Suzanne, Seow Yee, Edwin, Damien, Naga and Robert boarding in the same ship, applying for the title "CIKGU" in front of their name. Now Mr CBL said we that we do not need to go to PPD to apply. Just fill in the form, get an envelope and a few documents to get everything done. Sounds easy, but it's something I would label "FAN KUAI HEI" and "Ma 9 Fan." But I told myself, if I get the job, it's worth it for all the Fan Hei moments. Special thanks to Reuben again for the envolope he gave me and mom for the stamps and of course my fellow buddies(you know who you are) who have supported me.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what's next? Forms submitted. All I needed to do was to wait for a reply from JPN. Hoho, I waited for about 3 weeks. What I got from them was Nuts and not cookies, not rum, not raisin(reminds you of baskin 31 robbins?). I wanted to get a job and give up this temporary teaching. But at the same time, I received news from those in the same ship saying that they did not receive any news yet. Zoom came 31-01-2008. It was a Baskin day and I was like pretty free at home everyday. Suddenly, i got this message from Robert saying that PPD called him to attend a crap shit on 1st, which is today. Reuben sent me a message too. It seemed like only Reuben and I did not receive the call. If we're rejected, we're sad - the infamous line I started with Reuben. Ok, screw all of those calls. I had the mindset to get another job and f this teaching thing aside.&lt;br /&gt;Today, in the morning, I received a call form Robert again, saying that there was this letter for me from JPN. I was like W00t. It was 10.30 and I have to blow myself up, take a quick shower and fly my PCS 754 to PPD to receive a letter from JPN. when I arrived, I was told to look for a fella named AKMAL. ok, time for a good question. Is AKMAL male or female? If you guys are with me, you'll sure go around ask for "ENCIK" AKMAL. When I was in the PPD office, there was only one person in the counter. And it was some 'pau thau' noob answering the phone like she's chatting to her boyfriend. It took me some time to wait for her. the PPD office was with an aroma called the body odour. NOTICE I USED AROMA. everyone's arm pit was sweating I guess. Another sniff of it could just send me to hell. O great, when that pau thau hanged up her phone, I asked "errrrr, cik, boleh saya jumpa ngan ENCIK AKMAL?" O CRAP, she pointed the LADY(gosh did I just say ENCIK AKMAL?) beside talking with 2 malay guys. O come on, I had to wait and I was late and I had to smell the office again.&lt;br /&gt;OK, conversation over. OH wait, i meant conversation paused. She paused her flirting sessions, and entertained(not that entertaining) me, by just asking me to go upstairs to enter a room with a sign "MESYURAT SEDANG DIJALANKAN." Without asking and expecting anything from the notice of the sign, I just proceeded to 2nd floor. I was kinda rush because I was late. I knocked before I entered and WHOOPS, IT WAS A MEETING conducted by a sohai called MR LOH, yes MR LOH, not chee yun. Another GAU GAU mr loh previously from our school who was once a discipline sir who transfered to westlands. OK, he's a teacher right? why do i use SOHAI on him? when I came in the room with a sorry and a knock, he said "sorry is a useless word, said by people who want to free themselves from guilt." I sat quietly on a corner without knowing what I exactly needed to do. I thought it was an interview. Well, it's not. It's a talk for appointed temporary. O great, I wonder whose fault was it and who should say sorry for not informing me and stealing my time downstairs. damn SOHAI with a smiley face every time, even when he was being sarcastic. and his English was with a PAU THAU tone, making him sound like those who married pau thau that cut off his penis' skin.&lt;br /&gt;After an hour in the room listening to that fella talking about his fame and pride, 13 years in sxi and a few years in westlands, he claimed that he "very famous" in both schools. I was just about to shit in my pants hearing that, because I am so scared of him. I DUN THINK HE EVEN KNOWS HOW TO USE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIT TORRENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TO DOWNLOAD HIS FAVORITE SHOWS. Ok fast forward. When he finished his bullshit, he gave out our letters and we were supposed to go back to school to report ourselves. I only knew that I was in the 2nd session of Mr Loh's bullshit because some of my friends went for the earlier session despite they were at school already when I was still in PPD. Thank God Reuben was late too. That's why he was with me in Mr Loh's bullshit talk show. Then I had to see AKMAL to take my attendance. Here's the catchy part.&lt;br /&gt;I asked&lt;br /&gt;"er, cik(yes I am using cik, not encik) mengapa saya tak receive you mia call untuk datang ke PPD, tapi saya ada letter?"&lt;br /&gt;She answered&lt;br /&gt;"saya SUDAH BUAT 120 CALLS KELMARIN. KAMU ADA BUKA KAU MIA HANDPHONE?"&lt;br /&gt;I replied&lt;br /&gt;"ada, selalu kat rumah. tak ada call pun. rumah pun tak ada"&lt;br /&gt;She said&lt;br /&gt;"Saya sudah buat banyak kerja. saya tak tau"&lt;br /&gt;I replied&lt;br /&gt;"tak pa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120 CALLS?&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;O RLY? ^V^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R6P_xqHQ_TI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XhdDllEoOeY/s1600-h/OrlyFATKID.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R6P_xqHQ_TI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XhdDllEoOeY/s400/OrlyFATKID.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162250826480155954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did I reply "TAKPA"? because I was grateful that I got the job already and there's no need to ask why. Now u know how those pau thau do things. WHEN YOU ASK THEM WHY? THEY TELL U THAT THEY HAVE DONE A LOT. I am not being racist. But it's a fact that you all pau thaus do not do things well. How they cross the road, how they do things. Yes everyone's not perfect. That doesn't mean you can rape someone. FUCKING IRRESPONSIBLE act - "SAYA TAK TAU". NAH! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;.i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof, Reuben and I went to school and I saw my old teachers. Actually it's kind of empty without them in our lives because they're not teaching us anymore. Pn Devi joked saying that I am going to be her FRIEND soon. A little wave and smile to Pn Tok  and a few teachers changed my mood to a little. Ok, when I met CBL, we were waiting for Naga to arrive. Seems like Naga suffered the same irresponsible crap. He wasn't informed to take the letter. STUPID AKMAL. So we waited and waited until 2. After a few guidelines from Mr CBL, I was quite happy that I'm finally going yo start my work on Monday. O yea CBL gave us a few Godlike items - A few books and organizers for teaching.&lt;br /&gt;Here's where my mood started to go super mad again. I was downstairs washing my aunt's car, so I could not get to my phone. And I received a voicemail form Mr CBL. It seemed that Mr Loh contacted Mr CBL saying that Damien, Naga and I was supposed to be in the 2nd batch of temporary teachers. What I have to do now is to surrender all those items back to Mr CBL and get my ass back to PPD to see Mr Loh again. I might not be getting Sxi as my working place. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS MAN? AM I NOT GETTING THE JOB? Is there a strong feel anymore if I don't get to teach at my own school?&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is, fuck those PAU THAU workers, including Mr Loh(Pau Thau-to-be). I received 2 irresponsible screw-ups already. Mr Loh is fucking GG when he says "I WILL ALWAYS TELL PEOPLE TO THINK WITH THEIR BRAINS WHEN THEY USE THE WORD SORRY." Well, I think you should get a new word to say it to me instead. Here's a good line for you PAU THAU retarded workers - YOU CAN SUCK MY CANDY CANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh, in case you retarded pau thaus workers want to tell me "HEY KIT, WHY SO DOWN?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;L&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;LA!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;POKKAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(here's another side of me that you will never see on public; credits to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for teaching me how to respond a happy-new-year greeting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you ever see a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAU THAU WORKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, all you need to do is to ask yourself a question which is-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;CAN I TRUST THIS B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;OBO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R6QB6aHQ_UI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6u59X6GxvPA/s1600-h/New+Picture+%284%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R6QB6aHQ_UI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6u59X6GxvPA/s400/New+Picture+%284%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162253175827266882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;a typical AKMAL that might screw your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R6QCaKHQ_VI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Grbfpqs-mgo/s1600-h/chinatown_malacca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R6QCaKHQ_VI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Grbfpqs-mgo/s400/chinatown_malacca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162253721288113490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;A bobo from the woods. You don't want her to be your wife. You don't want her as your mom or your playmate. You don't want her to wrap you up with what she's wearing on her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R6QDgqHQ_WI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JEr2njaEw1o/s1600-h/406658769_6028d24bd3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R6QDgqHQ_WI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JEr2njaEw1o/s400/406658769_6028d24bd3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162254932468890978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ARHHH! run b4 they eat and wrap you up. NOP, they're not related to me. But can you spot any roses between these 3 thorns? ABSOLUTELY NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R6SQYqHQ_XI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ddufoUm88k8/s1600-h/malay_woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R6SQYqHQ_XI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ddufoUm88k8/s400/malay_woman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162409826169453938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;An "astronaut" without the glass walking on earth. The word "astronaut" can be replaced by "space traveler" or "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAI CHAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-1744015092213017232?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/1744015092213017232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=1744015092213017232&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/1744015092213017232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/1744015092213017232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/02/job-at-last.html' title='a job at last!'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R6P_xqHQ_TI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XhdDllEoOeY/s72-c/OrlyFATKID.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-3684302303133988235</id><published>2008-01-29T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:55:18.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood swings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;HOHO , I'm back in again! to some beginners, you might not understand what having a mood swing is about. Well, I saw this in the newspaper that day and I redrew it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R58wIqHQ_QI/AAAAAAAAADw/SqsVoMh9g_s/s1600-h/mood+swing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R58wIqHQ_QI/AAAAAAAAADw/SqsVoMh9g_s/s400/mood+swing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160896623291727106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Well, with or without mood swings, I hope that made u laugh. have a good day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R58vdqHQ_PI/AAAAAAAAADo/eshmIkxFCDg/s1600-h/mood+swing.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-3684302303133988235?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/3684302303133988235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=3684302303133988235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/3684302303133988235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/3684302303133988235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/01/mood-swings.html' title='mood swings'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R58wIqHQ_QI/AAAAAAAAADw/SqsVoMh9g_s/s72-c/mood+swing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-5425234396510786777</id><published>2008-01-27T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:16:31.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Greetings readers, after all the bad news I received here and there this week, I am having a topic to talk about finally. By reading the title, you'll realise that this post is more like a factual essay. So if I go too formal, then you get yourself prepared ok? you might want to wear a tie or a coat to be more formal or something. (not as funny as it seems)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Well, this week is really a week with lots of crazy news. Deaths. Although I'm not closely related to those people who passed away, I really learned something out of it. Suicidal and accidents lead to deaths that makes you go WTF!? or maybe w00t? Death is part of life. It's natural. I don't think I can rephrase this if the person who passed away recently is someone closely related to me, a person I love. If death is part of life, why some people do not appreciate those they have around them? taking a simple example: Your mom yells at you everyday for sleeping late. She grumbles. She asks you to do your chores. You are getting sick of her with her voice. Everytime you hear her, your heart will be going like "OH SHUT UP, LEAVE ME ALONE" or worse, you might quarrel with her over a simple thing. This is what I usually feel when my mom asked me for favors. In short it's called "FAN HEI" or "FAN KUAI HEI" or maybe "MA HUAN." You might want to yell or answer her back with things like "CAN YOU DO IT YOURSELF?" or maybe give her comments like "YOU'RE DAMN NOISY" and maybe "YOU'RE THE WORST MOM ON EARTH." Answering back like this will make you regret. This shows that you don't appreciate her as your mom after all. If you receive a sudden shocking news telling that she's gone for good, how would you feel? do you want your last few words with your mom be "WHY CAN'T YOU STOP MAKING MY LIFE MISERABLE?" No you don't. I personally feel that if a person that touched my life is going to die, I would want to personally thank that person for taking part in my life and touching it. The bottom line of this example is humans will never learn to appreciate the people they love, the people close to them, their family and friends, unless God take them all away. Sometimes, it's hard to understand why we humans will only learn how to miss people when they are gone from our lives. Maybe we need to put ourselves on another point of view. Perhaps you put yourself in the shoes of your mom. And you have a son who disobeys you. How would you feel if you raise your son up so hard and you have done so much for him, and in the end, he doesn't care about you and your feelings after all? Now tell me that you're going to have a heartache for not being appreciated. Well if you don't agree with what I say, then I hope you'll get it soon when you get a chance to experience a tragic loss in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Death. Is it about your own flesh rotting into some maggots crap? How do you take death as? A loss? Sometimes there's this question in your mind - Is there a heaven out there? If there's a paradise, what are we doing here dear God? Some might even take death as farewell to the person deceased. To me, it's not a farewell. It's just a separation with that person for a period of time. I personally feel that there's a second world out there awaiting us. I know it sounds like some Christianity thing. But I am not promoting it. There must be a an engineer that started this world. If we are evolved from monkeys, gorillas or chimpanzees, then how did these clowns came to earth? there must be a place where we shall all meet again. A place with no sadness, no crimes. A happy place for everyone to get together. A promised land for everyone called home. So why believe that life is all over when we've experienced death? Of course, never commit suicide if you have a sudden urge to go to paradise. You don't want to end up in hell. You're given a life, choose who you want to be. Then you'll end up in the right place when the right time comes. You have no right to decide when you want to end your life. Recall "the lotus eater" from your form 4 literature. You'll get a better picture. Have a good day my fellow buddies and friends!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-5425234396510786777?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/5425234396510786777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=5425234396510786777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/5425234396510786777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/5425234396510786777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/01/death.html' title='death'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-2165277589051342899</id><published>2008-01-03T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T11:35:29.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"HELLTHY" men says he's out of the game!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;hoho...everyone's looking for this thing that you may want to see, pretty. Our little healthy guy from the top has resigned after going for a happy holiday with his "PERSONAL FRIEND." Well i've no comments for him but made some conclusions for myself after looking at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/xyfdn6"&gt;this thing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; that you might need to download for a little while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUMMARY OF MY CONCLUSIONS&lt;br /&gt;#1. using a laptop beside you during sex is totally SAFE sex.(desktop= not so safe after all; no top = dangerous)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;#2. if you're framed because you did something "HELLTHY" like this, you should start to say "I DID NOT DO IT"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;#3. if you want to frame someone using a camera, please convert this into avi file. It's too small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;#4. everyone needs to have a healthy lifestyle. =)&lt;br /&gt;#5. another word for "personal friend" is "whore"&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/3537009312038243622-2165277589051342899?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/2165277589051342899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=2165277589051342899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/2165277589051342899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/2165277589051342899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2008/01/hellthy-men-saying-hes-out-of-game.html' title='&quot;HELLTHY&quot; men says he&apos;s out of the game!'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-8136049964498409142</id><published>2007-12-30T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:13:27.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My December..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;    Once again, I am back on action~ guess who's back, back again..time to talk about 2007. nope. time to talk about 2007(only December). I know it has been a while since you all see me adding a few lines. But hey, no worries. I'M BACK. HOHO. December is truly a great month to celebrate. Besides the holidays and Christmas, I've gone through this month with loads of fun and memorable days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;    3rd of December was pretty memorable. The last day of every shit. STPM was over. The 1st thing i did was obviously celebrate by watching a movie called ENCHANTED. To know more about this movie, i suggest you read the 'synopsis thing' from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;APONG's blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;that he wrote. To me the movie was great, but it's a movie that i don't feel like watching again. Don't ask me why. You want to know, you go watch and find it out yourself. Something for me to know, something for you to find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;    And December went on...and on. Prison Break is such a great series. Loads of DoTA matches I've gone through. Nowadays Blueserver's not that fun anymore. WHY? #1: It lags. #2: CLAN HAHA has only a few people in the afternoon and it's not that fun playing anymore. Loads of people are working now. Well i want to say is good luck to you all and have fun saying "YES BOSS" when you're told to do things. Here are a list of examples - "YES BOSS, BUT THE PRINTER IS OUT OF INK," "YES BOSS, BUT THE THING IS,errr IS SOMETHING THAT I AM NOT QUITE SURE ABOUT," "YES BOSS, I PAINTED THE WALLS YELLOW," "YES BOSS, YOU STILL HAVE ANY WORK FOR ME?," "YES BOSS,(insert your line here)," and "YES BOSS, YOU LOOK LIKE A RETARD."&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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R3dc5aXeIDI/AAAAAAAAADI/Rw3sULEFyLg/s1600-h/michael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R3dc5aXeIDI/AAAAAAAAADI/Rw3sULEFyLg/s200/michael.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149686840321515570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;"YES BOSS?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;    The most memorable DoTA match was this week. We owned some noob named&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;coffea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;. Lol. He left our game because he could not take the pressure. And he left a quote in our mind. "PLAYING GAMES SHOULD BE FUN RIGHT?." well, it should be fun to own you, you bloody leaver!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;    Back to my side of the story. One of the great things that happened during December was SXI GRADUATION BALL 2007. The place was too small, it's more like a wedding dinner than a ball. But that doesn't matter because i have got my friends with me. The band Ocean of Fire was fiery. (please note that the band's name is OCEAN of fire, not OCEANS of fire). This was the major mistake when I heard our little emcee pronounce the name. Many did not like their music because they're noisy. For me, they're great. The guitarist? damn yeng. As for Darsha's performance, it was great too. Everything was ok, just that we need more space to digest the music though. It was too crowded. BURP...until now, i still i cannot really digest the noise yet. For everyone's outfit, HOHO, i dun want to comment on that. That can be pretty sensitive. Put it this way, everyone was looking good. Especially the girls. It's more than just letting their hair down. As for guys, I would say that you have no hair to let down my friends. So you're just normal. HAHA! Anyway, Thank God it did not end up like RECESS time. It's a prom, my dear boys and girls, I hope you get the picture of it. The food? yes, it was great. Good job to the organizing committee.&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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R3df5qXeIEI/AAAAAAAAADQ/igIbVCvvU9c/s1600-h/IMG_1311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R3df5qXeIEI/AAAAAAAAADQ/igIbVCvvU9c/s200/IMG_1311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149690143151366210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Blurry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;    Next big event, the little Christmas party at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Mr Ong's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;house. Once again we feel kind of warm when we were there. Everyone was friendly and it's more to the mood of Christmas. We had some simple games. The food was GOOD FOOD indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Apong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; made his impact that night with some CHEESE TARTS. HOHO! Everyone was wondering whether &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;HIS MOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; made it or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;!~&lt;/span&gt; As for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ah Boon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;, He got himself a scar on the cheek for doing some mafia stuff in the balcony. He named himself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;AHBOONZZI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;for being a mafia. So, next time you see him, you see a scar on the cheek. The best thing that happened was the singing of carols when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Sir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; played the guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next few days, a Christmas party at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;best friend's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;. HoHo, and the same old thing i wana say. The food, absolutely awesome. Potato salad and some great cakes. She even have that Christmas tree in her house. After eating we CHILLED with some 'ITALIAN SODA' which was very nice along with great desserts and marvelous cakes. The carols and the Christmas tree created a sensation, and there was a feeling of Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next, the big event. Christmas eve. HOHO. I did not go for the countdown for a spray, instead, i went to the midnight mass. The celebration was kinda awesome when the choir was singing most of my favorite carols. And of course along with some surprise i came up with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;   Well, that's all i can tell you for Christmas. my dad's sitting beside me farting non-stop. I better get up now. It's damn smelly. The next big event, is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Choya's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; "1st day of school" celebration at her house. Guess she's going to prepare a bunch of goodies which will be very cool. And she's going to be 20. Hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;   To my Friends and Readers, i hope you're ready for this new year. Have your resolutions ready? I'll see u all around real soon. HAPPY NEW YEAR!~ and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Noc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;, it's good to have you back in Penang. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&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/3537009312038243622-8136049964498409142?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/8136049964498409142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=8136049964498409142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/8136049964498409142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/8136049964498409142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-december.html' title='My December..'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R3dc5aXeIDI/AAAAAAAAADI/Rw3sULEFyLg/s72-c/michael.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-1907420236428320228</id><published>2007-12-09T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:26:48.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fgsfds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;o yes, i'm back. now i can finally declare that my freaking major exam called the STPM is over. guess u might wanna ask questions like "hey kit, how was the exam?", "i think u can own the exam","(insert ur question here)"...&lt;br /&gt;i only got one answer for all these questions. and that answer is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;FGSFDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;whoa, what is that? it actually stands for “FOR GOD SAKES, FUCK DIS SHIT!” or perhaps “FUCKING GOAT SHIT, FETA DOES SUCK!” wat's a 'feta'? well i dun have an answer for that. well fgsfds! More generally, FGSFDS is the outcome of smashing your left fist against the keyboard. U can give a try. smash it now, see what happens, leave a comment and tell me how the feel is like to get a FGSFDS. but in real life, FGSFDS must be expressed in a very special way. there must be an upward pointing index finger in order to express this complicated abbreviation. you're lost? well i have an example for you. don't you worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1tstX8tzDI/AAAAAAAAACM/UlH_RXH4ezk/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1tstX8tzDI/AAAAAAAAACM/UlH_RXH4ezk/s320/1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141822926352141362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;  you have a picture now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;more examples..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1ttHX8tzEI/AAAAAAAAACU/Hvy6UtxGZdc/s1600-h/New+Picture+%283%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1ttHX8tzEI/AAAAAAAAACU/Hvy6UtxGZdc/s320/New+Picture+%283%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141823373028740162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1tuXn8tzFI/AAAAAAAAACc/qeO-7U-FxAM/s1600-h/New+Picture+%281%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1tuXn8tzFI/AAAAAAAAACc/qeO-7U-FxAM/s200/New+Picture+%281%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141824751713242194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;rinoa says FGSFDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;remember the direction of your index finger my friend.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1tusX8tzGI/AAAAAAAAACk/et0omIB6MYs/s1600-h/New+Picture+%282%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1tusX8tzGI/AAAAAAAAACk/et0omIB6MYs/s200/New+Picture+%282%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141825108195527778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;EA SPORTS is in the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;stpm is just a big pile of shit. i can't finish the fucking exam. i dun know how to fucking do it. it's not my kinda thing. but glad it's over. but now i am feeling more lost than ever.  i might sound insane for sounding like i love STPM. but i really miss school life. school's always fun WITHOUT EXAMS. welcome to the IDEAL world. no such world i guess. school's over. FGSFDS. i had a very good week with my buddies. i dont feel like mentioning their names, but you all know who u all are. thanks for making my week. blueserver is a very good place to have fun, and i hope we'll meet there more often to pawn some people. of course not forgetting those who doesn't play blueserver. o yea, christmas is coming. well this is not the situation to use FGSFDS. i've  changed the song in my blog. please dun press pause when u enter this site. enjoy the song. scroll down and sing this song if you want to. it reminds me of christmas. and it's coming real soon. hope to see you all soon my buddies and friends around. FGSFDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1tv4H8tzHI/AAAAAAAAACs/gH6dk9U6nGM/s1600-h/New+Picture.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1tv4H8tzHI/AAAAAAAAACs/gH6dk9U6nGM/s200/New+Picture.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141826409570618482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;say FGSFDS to terrorism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3537009312038243622-1907420236428320228?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/1907420236428320228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=1907420236428320228&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/1907420236428320228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/1907420236428320228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2007/12/fgsfds.html' title='fgsfds'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1tstX8tzDI/AAAAAAAAACM/UlH_RXH4ezk/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-3201401586364691899</id><published>2007-12-02T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T12:39:20.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your questions answered!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;woot, i'm back. just want to share something with people reading(i think i am still talking to myself alone though). some people want answers to these questions and statements - WHY CANT I LET IT OUT? WHY DOES IT POP O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;UT? OHH SNAP, I AM GONA BOMB THIS WHOLE PLACE. KNN, NATURE CALLS, MA (insert your word here) KAU GIAK THIA, BEH CHUT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1Gi438tzBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/A5lCE7ktfWE/s1600-R/New+Picture+%2825%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1Gi438tzBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0qV-nfNsJcU/s320/New+Picture+%2825%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139067747781430290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*winnie is not your friend. he's a shit-face.&lt;br /&gt;well, you don't need an expert to help you. indirectly, kit has talked to them for you. and these things are divided into several categories. CLICK ON THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; IMAGE, U WON'T REGRET CLIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;KING IT. TRUST ME :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1GjmX8tzCI/AAAAAAAAACE/g41f3BAafMU/s1600-R/New+Picture+%2832%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1GjmX8tzCI/AAAAAAAAACE/XXyvTWm0jhk/s320/New+Picture+%2832%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139068529465478178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;NOTE: the food pyramid is the 1st way to unleash hell.&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/3537009312038243622-3201401586364691899?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/3201401586364691899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=3201401586364691899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/3201401586364691899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/3201401586364691899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2007/12/your-questions-answered.html' title='your questions answered!'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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/_OBdflIvfTb4/R1Gi438tzBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0qV-nfNsJcU/s72-c/New+Picture+%2825%29.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3537009312038243622.post-7933986641594678836</id><published>2007-12-01T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T01:55:32.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kit starts a shit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;WOOT, here i come! after reading so many exciting blogs from my fellow friends, i'm inspired and i'm goin to write some shit i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i can name some of my friends' famous blogs - &lt;a href="http://www.tunghinglearnstoblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;tom hing learns to clog/tonghing flies in the air&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nocternalcreation.blogspot.com/"&gt;the ryan kam times&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/"&gt;apong power packed with banana&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THUMBS UP FOR THOSE PEOPLE I MENTIONED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And now that i've decided to start my own blog. I can hear you saying "NOOB" when your read this. Oh yes, i'll try to make things cool here i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This is how i begin things with, but due to some exam boundary i cant really express myself and write about things yet. I'll be back soon. have a nice day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.zzz-xiang.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3537009312038243622-7933986641594678836?l=spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/feeds/7933986641594678836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3537009312038243622&amp;postID=7933986641594678836&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/7933986641594678836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3537009312038243622/posts/default/7933986641594678836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spontaneous-bullshit.blogspot.com/2007/11/woot-here-i-come-after-reading-so-many.html' title='kit starts a shit..'/><author><name>huokit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03393659196078188651</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>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
