<?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-6088487524401254158</id><updated>2011-12-25T22:13:21.535+08:00</updated><category term='DyingToMeet ` |™'/><category term='-Emo-ness™-'/><category term='x3-JustiN™'/><category term='Posers XD'/><category term='Emotionally Disturbed. .'/><category term='Thankfully in Shock'/><category term='Overwhelmed Disappointment. .'/><category term='Terribly Sick'/><category term='SimplestFormOfLove  `|'/><category term='To Love And To Be Loved'/><category term='ThingsInLifeWeDon&apos;tRealise ` |™'/><category term='LeadershipInExample ` |™'/><category term='-Omgosh™-'/><category term='MemoriesAwakened ` | ™'/><title type='text'>Welcome to his silly life ;)</title><subtitle type='html'>.:°Live Life.¹To It's.²Max.¬³:.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-5353091537319752649</id><published>2011-12-25T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:13:21.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars are tattoos, but with a better storyy.</title><content type='html'>First of all, yeah I know I know,&lt;br /&gt;I've been off the radar for quite some time now,&lt;br /&gt;But you gotta gimme a break ya know?&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Anyways, the title, I got it off from someone's blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;#youknowwhoyouare ;) and p/s : thanks &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to life, and all the other crazy things in that comes with it,&lt;br /&gt;******* *** *** ***&lt;br /&gt;I know that we started out, wanting our lives to be exactly the same with any other fairy tales,&lt;br /&gt;I can understand that, as there's always the 'happy ever after' kinda feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I don't know. If it were to exist, I might as well jump off a building,&lt;br /&gt;And at the same time wear a red underpants over my pants and expect I can fly.&lt;br /&gt;Impossible right?&lt;br /&gt;Money can't buy love, nor can money buy back the times we screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;We get hurt. Physically and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;It may seem that tomorrow might not be worth living,&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, hold on. That's just childish.&lt;br /&gt;Of course we move on in life, take a glimpse of the universe,&lt;br /&gt;And judge yourself, if you were to give up on something so puny.&lt;br /&gt;What worth are you? Have your own say in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy. O.o now I'm lost.&lt;br /&gt;Where was I again?&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;* **** ***&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't felt like it though.&lt;br /&gt;As years go by, the spirit in it is always decreasing,&lt;br /&gt;As you can see/hear/whatever,&lt;br /&gt;Less fireworks, less fat-white-bearded-dressed-up-in-red-santas,&lt;br /&gt;And less, Christmas-y :x&lt;br /&gt;If it's a chance for you to hang out, spend money, and err, spend MORE money,&lt;br /&gt;well that's your way of having it.&lt;br /&gt;But there's always something missing.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh, forget it, I'm getting no where at this anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysssss, Merry Christmas to all of you readers ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Have a great time celebrating this day with your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, HO-HO-HO ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughhhh. Back to where I mentioned,&lt;br /&gt;'Crazy stuff that came along in life'.&lt;br /&gt;'ve been working at Borders. Not bad for a place to earn extra pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;#justsayinggg.&lt;br /&gt;Climbed up this mountain called 'Grandfather Mountain',&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Translated from bm = Gunung Datuk.&lt;br /&gt;Not much happening/happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to Taylors' Open Day.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff happened :x&lt;br /&gt;What else what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm :/&lt;br /&gt;******* ****** ******&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh, I'm signing off now.&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ciaos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-5353091537319752649?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/5353091537319752649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/12/scars-are-tattoos-but-with-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5353091537319752649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5353091537319752649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/12/scars-are-tattoos-but-with-better.html' title='Scars are tattoos, but with a better storyy.'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-6842484604150113264</id><published>2011-10-07T09:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T09:05:02.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Octoberrrrrrrrrrrrr yo ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love &lt;/i&gt;is not just a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a choice you make to love that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;i&gt;love &lt;/i&gt;is not to look at one another,&lt;br /&gt;but to look together, in the same direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can describe it,&lt;br /&gt;Simply complicating, &lt;i&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &lt;/i&gt;is a game, where both sides,&lt;br /&gt;have no doubt,&lt;br /&gt;On winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what gender,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what place or time,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what age,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love &lt;/i&gt;happens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Why?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That answer lies in every single way,&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;i&gt;feel &lt;/i&gt;about that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love &lt;/i&gt;actually isn't blind, it only sees what matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;someone,&lt;br /&gt;You would want him/her to be happy,&lt;br /&gt;even if it meant his/her happiness does not involve you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;withmoreloveeachtime (:&lt;br /&gt;justin&amp;nbsp;❤&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/6088487524401254158-6842484604150113264?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/6842484604150113264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/10/octoberrrrrrrrrrrrr-yo-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/6842484604150113264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/6842484604150113264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/10/octoberrrrrrrrrrrrr-yo-d.html' title='Octoberrrrrrrrrrrrr yo ;D'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-6161327543038176541</id><published>2011-09-27T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:27:32.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different people = Different everything ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9gCp4p0cAkM/ToHHLxHh82I/AAAAAAAAAZI/Su0Gf3JxbDI/s1600/1656307-394407-a-busy-subway-station-at-rush-hour-long-exposure-high-key-effect-shot-incorrect-white-balance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9gCp4p0cAkM/ToHHLxHh82I/AAAAAAAAAZI/Su0Gf3JxbDI/s320/1656307-394407-a-busy-subway-station-at-rush-hour-long-exposure-high-key-effect-shot-incorrect-white-balance.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's so many kinds of people in this world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People of different faces, genders, postitions, powers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Religions, races, personalities, backgrounds, characteristics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All when it all sums down to the basic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all are indeed, simply humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Created so perfectly that we're able to&amp;nbsp;develop&amp;nbsp;our minds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As we grow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We get mature physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually and also socially.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Face it, humans have no choice but to progress along with time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In this any one person's life,&lt;br /&gt;There will always come a time,&lt;br /&gt;Where a certain person that stands out to most,&lt;br /&gt;And here's where destiny takes course.&lt;br /&gt;Something we can't control,&lt;br /&gt;On whether how would destiny bring the two individuals,&lt;br /&gt;Because what happens next,&lt;br /&gt;No one knows, not a single human does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we go along in life,&lt;br /&gt;There will definitely be people that are better,&lt;br /&gt;As I said,&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what happens in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We should forget the past, focus on the present, and shape the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, are you doing the right thing now ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nonetheless, in whatever you do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put others in front of you, instead of yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This way you'll never have to worry about whether you are doing the right thing or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is hard, because sometimes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The people you are sacrificing for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Might be someone you dislike,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or might not even notice what you sacrificed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I guess that can be counted as a risk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Worthy of taking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have nothing to lose,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By loving someone even more,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By giving priority to other people's feeling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By taking the blame even when it's not your fault,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By giving more and never expect anything in return,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By helping even if you are not capable,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By putting in that little extra effort to help make things work out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the day, a smile is lifted (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean, isn't that even wonderful than any returns?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do a little more, and expect the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hypothetically,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Disappointments hardly occur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dayuum I'm good in rationalizing ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All this takes practise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Might be real hard at first,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Due to all the high expectations from people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the needing to sacrifice for people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although they'll never know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yeahh :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Besides, life is never a fairy tale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there's no doubt about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you start to think it is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;U-turn immediately yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never&lt;i&gt; think&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never &lt;i&gt;assume&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And most of all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never &lt;i&gt;expect&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be sure of everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As long it is right and truthful,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best thing about telling the truth is that you are never needed to repeat it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now to my last words for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess that it has all come down to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever you are feeling now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seems that I can never change it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess the blame is all on me huh ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really hope it won't affect your exams, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But no matter how hard I try,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It'll never be enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Besides none of it ever was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have your rights, your feelings, your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So whatever you say and do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll respect it no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry that I've became a burden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If anything could erase them memories,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause the pain was unbearable for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now is unbearable for you? :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DkavIIMlODk/ToHNmCUGNsI/AAAAAAAAAZM/-Gsir0sj08I/s1600/20816502_125x125.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DkavIIMlODk/ToHNmCUGNsI/AAAAAAAAAZM/-Gsir0sj08I/s1600/20816502_125x125.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wish you the best for everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because that's the only thing I can do now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I'm a stranger right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nah it's okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry about me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;fyi,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still treasure you as my friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or should I say, best friend? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ciaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;muchlove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;justin&amp;nbsp;❤&lt;/i&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-6161327543038176541?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/6161327543038176541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/09/different-people-different-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/6161327543038176541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/6161327543038176541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/09/different-people-different-everything.html' title='Different people = Different everything ?'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9gCp4p0cAkM/ToHHLxHh82I/AAAAAAAAAZI/Su0Gf3JxbDI/s72-c/1656307-394407-a-busy-subway-station-at-rush-hour-long-exposure-high-key-effect-shot-incorrect-white-balance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-4217924434925891680</id><published>2011-09-26T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T18:33:41.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little feeling called Curiousity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Have you ever wondered, what will it be in the next part of life?&lt;br /&gt;For me, being stuck in school with all the educations,&lt;br /&gt;Extra classes, examinations and also extra-curricular activities.&lt;br /&gt;Well those are all just temporary,&lt;br /&gt;But what's important is that,&lt;br /&gt;What do you gain out of all those things? ;O&lt;br /&gt;Food for thought huh?&lt;br /&gt;Well before you get your mind carried away by that fact,&lt;br /&gt;It all sums down to one word.&lt;br /&gt;Curiousity.&lt;br /&gt;The eagerness of a person in wanting to know more,&lt;br /&gt;The wanting to be exposed to something never done before,&lt;br /&gt;Something that have never ever been experienced.&lt;br /&gt;Something, new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world we all live in,&lt;br /&gt;Is such a wonderful place and how huge it is,&lt;br /&gt;Will anyone of us have enough time to discover every single detail,&lt;br /&gt;That this creation has to offer?&lt;br /&gt;That would just be impossible :x&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the universe ;O&lt;br /&gt;Whoaaaaaa, hold on right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just having this thought,&lt;br /&gt;On how interesting it would be,&lt;br /&gt;To actually be able to see what's out there,&lt;br /&gt;In the other parts of the world,&lt;br /&gt;All the different people, cultures, race, religions and much more !&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha :D if you'd feel the urge of doing all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to reality &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really busy on studies and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha but I'll clean off the spider webs that's&amp;nbsp;accumulating here ;O&lt;br /&gt;Shall find something even interesting to blog about soon ;)&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-4217924434925891680?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/4217924434925891680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-feeling-called-curiousity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4217924434925891680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4217924434925891680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-feeling-called-curiousity.html' title='Little feeling called Curiousity.'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-4670325750731228238</id><published>2011-09-02T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T00:03:17.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Do you know, love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMcJi-GCNgk&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;Jaeson Ma - Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Now Hollywood wants to make you think they know what love is.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a tell you what true love is.&lt;br /&gt;Love is not what you see in the movies.&lt;br /&gt;Its not the ecstasy, its not what you see in that scene&lt;br /&gt;you know what I mean? I'm telling you right now, true love is sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;Love is thinking about others before you think about yourself&lt;br /&gt;Love is selfless not selfish. Love is God and God is love.&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you lay down your life for another&lt;br /&gt;Whether for your brother, your mother, your father or your sister&lt;br /&gt;Its even laying down your life for your enemies,&lt;br /&gt;That's unthinkable, but think about that&lt;br /&gt;Love is true&lt;br /&gt;Think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put you in front of me&lt;br /&gt;So everybody can see&lt;br /&gt;My love, this is my love&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;As long as you are my guide&lt;br /&gt;My love, this is my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind.&lt;br /&gt;It does not envy, it does not boast&lt;br /&gt;It is not proud. Love is not rude, it is not self-seeking&lt;br /&gt;It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs&lt;br /&gt;You see love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, it always perseveres&lt;br /&gt;Love never fails. Love is everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Its eternal, it goes on and on, it goes beyond time&lt;br /&gt;Love is the only thing that will last when you die&lt;br /&gt;But ask the question why? Do you have love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put you in front of me&lt;br /&gt;So everybody can see&lt;br /&gt;My love, this is my love&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;As long as you are my guide&lt;br /&gt;My love, this is my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no greater love than this than he&lt;br /&gt;who lays down his life for his friends&lt;br /&gt;Now are you willing to lay down your life for your friends?&lt;br /&gt;You're probably willing to lay down your life for your mother&lt;br /&gt;your father, or your best friends&lt;br /&gt;But are you willing to lay down your life for even those that hate you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to tell you who did that&lt;br /&gt;The definition of love is Jesus Christ. He is love&lt;br /&gt;The nails in his hands, the thorns in his brow&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on a cross for your sin my sins&lt;br /&gt;That is love he died for you and me while we still hated him&lt;br /&gt;That is love&lt;br /&gt;God is true love, and if you don't know this love&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to know, perfect love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put you in front of me&lt;br /&gt;So everybody can see&lt;br /&gt;My love, this is my love&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;As long as you are my guide&lt;br /&gt;My love, this is my love&lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;___________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened, good or bad,&lt;br /&gt;I did because I cared and wanted the best of things,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still learning to be a better person,&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, if I did something wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'd forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to understand more,&lt;br /&gt;But truth is,&lt;br /&gt;Whoever, wherever, however, whenever and forever and ever,&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-4670325750731228238?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/4670325750731228238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/09/do-you-know-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4670325750731228238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4670325750731228238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/09/do-you-know-love.html' title='Do you know, love?'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-3888459713251356440</id><published>2011-08-21T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T20:52:36.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>A change?</title><content type='html'>Hey readers :p&lt;br /&gt;I'm back, but just for a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll start right away,&lt;br /&gt;Can't afford to waste much time,&lt;br /&gt;Because of the major exams that will be coming in around,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;844375893407532&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;90+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3785073892074 &lt;/span&gt;days :x&lt;br /&gt;So yeahh, have to start getting things done,&lt;br /&gt;And stop the procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;Something we students do best,&lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;strike&gt;motivating&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;saying ' later lah, sure got time one ' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to what the titles about,&lt;br /&gt;If you guys were wondering,&lt;br /&gt;A change,&lt;br /&gt;What can that probably be?&lt;br /&gt;Cause it can have lots of possibilities,&lt;br /&gt;But what I'm meaning here, ' change '&lt;br /&gt;Is leaving an environment and getting used to another whole new environment :x&lt;br /&gt;What would it feel like?&lt;br /&gt;Just saying, cause some people may like the change,&lt;br /&gt;Some might be saddened to leave it behind.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh, and I'm stuck in between &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahaha :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all,&lt;br /&gt;Much love ;)&lt;br /&gt;- Justin -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-3888459713251356440?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/3888459713251356440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/08/change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/3888459713251356440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/3888459713251356440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/08/change.html' title='A change?'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-1048804474835117280</id><published>2011-08-15T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T15:16:42.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Hate this feeling :/</title><content type='html'>Not gonna blog about anything important or what,&lt;br /&gt;Just checking in (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#nowplaying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1odkjJCA10c&amp;amp;ob=av2n"&gt;Lifehouse - All In&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KMOOr7GEkj8&amp;amp;ob=av3e"&gt;Rihanna - Hate That I Love You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I6cdPeYJh0s&amp;amp;ob=av2e"&gt;Lifehouse - Broken&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xLYiIBCN9ec"&gt;Linkin Park - Iridescent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oFhx3P6izQA"&gt;Skyscraper - Demi Lovato ( covered )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GvWHhIIrEFA"&gt;Next To You - Chris Brown ft. Justin Bieber ( covered ) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any intro of emo songs?&lt;br /&gt;Share with me hahahaha :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-1048804474835117280?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/1048804474835117280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/08/hate-this-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1048804474835117280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1048804474835117280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/08/hate-this-feeling.html' title='Hate this feeling :/'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-1576942127859298379</id><published>2011-08-01T06:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T06:52:36.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SimplestFormOfLove  `|'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>After every thunder storm, comes a rainbow.</title><content type='html'>Everything is messed right now,&lt;br /&gt;And I know that it's hard to get it back on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying every way that I can,&lt;br /&gt;So please understand kay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some long conversations and we managed to talk things through,&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I begin to know you more (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks very much for giving me the confidence I needed,&lt;br /&gt;Now just go prove them wrong alright?&lt;br /&gt;So that I won't even think about doubting you again.&lt;br /&gt;Let this be a lesson learnt for our friendship to be even closer.&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't anyone's fault,&lt;br /&gt;But I do still need to apologise,&lt;br /&gt;For causing those unnecessary tears,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry you had to have them :/&lt;br /&gt;I do have my flaws too,&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning not to live by expectations anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to change :/&lt;br /&gt;But whatever is it,&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather live by your imperfections ;)&lt;br /&gt;You have thought me a lot even without realising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A friend is a push when you have stopped, a chat when you are lonely, a guide when you are searching, a smile when you are sad, a song when you are glad.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Now your duty (:&lt;br /&gt;Translate it, having the start changed from ' A friend ' to ' Best friend '.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having sleepless nights this past days,&lt;br /&gt;Finding myself waking from events I don't want see happening,&lt;br /&gt;And fear that I'll lose my friends :/&lt;br /&gt;When will the sweet dreams come back? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou very very much.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;-Justin- ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-1576942127859298379?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/1576942127859298379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/08/after-every-thunder-storm-comes-rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1576942127859298379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1576942127859298379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/08/after-every-thunder-storm-comes-rainbow.html' title='After every thunder storm, comes a rainbow.'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-1378813143072858455</id><published>2011-07-31T11:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:28:33.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>A Day called IU Day ♥</title><content type='html'>IU Day which stands for,&lt;br /&gt;International Understanding Day.&lt;br /&gt;What's this all about ?&lt;br /&gt;Well basically it's an event organised by the Interact Club.&lt;br /&gt;As you can see it's International Understanding,&lt;br /&gt;By that we, Interactors generalise our theme from a few aspects,&lt;br /&gt;Most IU days I've been to has been putting a specific country as their theme.&lt;br /&gt;But my school's IU were given the theme, &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Past vs Future.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go before, during and after.&lt;br /&gt;So here goes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before, &lt;/i&gt;there was a lot of preparation going on,&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the interact come together,&lt;br /&gt;Working there asses off just to get things done and planned.&lt;br /&gt;Though there were arguements and conflicts,&lt;br /&gt;Plans had to be made and it was for the better for the club (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;During, &lt;/i&gt;everything was so chaotic,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was running around getting this and that done,&lt;br /&gt;Touching up on everything,&lt;br /&gt;Looking for this person when he/she was right in front of them :D&lt;br /&gt;Or even rehearsing their final time on their performance.&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah, &lt;i&gt;it was fun chaos ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large; font-style: italic;"&gt;After,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;*whewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;Finally it was all finished,&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I didn't see camwhore session on the schedule list pun -.-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other members of the club were busy making up poses in front of cameras,&lt;br /&gt;While the hall is being cleared,&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't really describe much of the whole thing,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just drawing the outlines hahah (:&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't in many pictures so don't waste time looking for them :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6AJWHte_OUo/TjTLPxcIH5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/Ni-S6NJCSwU/s1600/283273_1897702644443_1297928184_31650615_3911420_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6AJWHte_OUo/TjTLPxcIH5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/Ni-S6NJCSwU/s1600/283273_1897702644443_1297928184_31650615_3911420_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, still I have one thing to share,&lt;br /&gt;That was a road accident nearly occured while I was on the way there :/&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna describe much about it,&lt;br /&gt;Cause it brings nightmares :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Learning to smile, might have been from smiling to learn.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-called-iu-day.html' title='A Day called IU Day ♥'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6AJWHte_OUo/TjTLPxcIH5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/Ni-S6NJCSwU/s72-c/283273_1897702644443_1297928184_31650615_3911420_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-7420150474416714861</id><published>2011-07-28T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T20:17:03.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>This goes out to you.</title><content type='html'>I've never directly post about someone on my blog,&lt;br /&gt;So this is the first.&lt;br /&gt;Why ?&lt;br /&gt;Well the reason is simple, because you, are you.&lt;br /&gt;Let me start off by giving you this award,&lt;br /&gt;The Best Actor/Actress award,&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, it goes to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm this might a bad idea, or it may help you learn,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll just stop here.&lt;br /&gt;I have a whole list of things to write about,&lt;br /&gt;Things which are much better than you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, please watch your actions.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has feelings, moreover, they have a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It's never too late to turn back but it's always better, to move forward.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-7420150474416714861?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/7420150474416714861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-goes-out-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/7420150474416714861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/7420150474416714861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-goes-out-to-you.html' title='This goes out to you.'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-1181321478786360950</id><published>2011-07-20T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T20:54:01.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Equally humans.</title><content type='html'>Some are &lt;i&gt;smarter&lt;/i&gt; some are&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;dumber&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;not-so-smart&lt;/i&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Some are &lt;i&gt;good-looking&lt;/i&gt;, some are &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;not-so-good-looking&lt;/i&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Some are &lt;i&gt;honest&lt;/i&gt;, some are just out to &lt;i&gt;hurt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very same time,&lt;br /&gt;Some are honest to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;certain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; people, but the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;other way round&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to other people.&lt;br /&gt;Well in the end, we are&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; still, humans.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't expect things to change instantly,&lt;br /&gt;But what we can do is to help the &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; to grow &lt;i&gt;better&lt;/i&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;So far I can only make out 3 kinds of humans,&lt;br /&gt;Ones that &lt;i&gt;pretends&lt;/i&gt; to live;&lt;br /&gt;Ones that &lt;i&gt;live&lt;/i&gt; to pretend;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, ones that &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;live, to live&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha to put it simple,&lt;br /&gt;Double-faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the kind of friends,&lt;br /&gt;That have their mask on whenever they are with a certain group of people,&lt;br /&gt;But wears another mask when they are with other groups.&lt;br /&gt;Never showing their true faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complain all we can, insult all we want,&lt;br /&gt;But in the end of time, it wouldn't change anything,&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone chooses their own way of living,&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, just let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the outside world, I already can expect the many other different kinds of people I'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;So if I can't keep up with you, how would I even survive?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha thinking positive jerr lah ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BookUinWryc/TibNqfZ247I/AAAAAAAAAZA/dZyyUVR_qyE/s1600/Nightlife+of+Kuala+Lumpur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BookUinWryc/TibNqfZ247I/AAAAAAAAAZA/dZyyUVR_qyE/s320/Nightlife+of+Kuala+Lumpur.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice city by the way (: haha shocking, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righttttt, so where was I?&lt;br /&gt;Ohh about the different kind of people part,&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I'm just saying, hope I don't offend anyone of you readers out there.&lt;br /&gt;We cool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'm not those kind of people to any one of you,&lt;br /&gt;If I am, I'm terribly sorry cause I'm in the process of changing (:&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me for silly mistakes I make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#nowplaying list (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bzr2tgXPsVM"&gt;Lifehouse - Falling In&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1odkjJCA10c"&gt;Lifehouse - All In&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ykJewEFaeJ4"&gt;Edge Of Glory - Alex Goot (Cover)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8TpuRkGDh8o"&gt;Never Gonna Leave This Bed - Michael Henry ft. Justin Robinett (Cover)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Thanks for dropping by ! (:&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love, Justin ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-1181321478786360950?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/1181321478786360950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/07/equally-humans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1181321478786360950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1181321478786360950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/07/equally-humans.html' title='Equally humans.'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BookUinWryc/TibNqfZ247I/AAAAAAAAAZA/dZyyUVR_qyE/s72-c/Nightlife+of+Kuala+Lumpur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-5323620515972984465</id><published>2011-07-06T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T17:44:39.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>World spins round and round.</title><content type='html'>Time goes,&lt;br /&gt;Things change,&lt;br /&gt;And therefore we are constantly moving forward,&lt;br /&gt;Don't matter in what situation,&lt;br /&gt;We all are challenged to beat time, but most of us,&lt;br /&gt;Are either giving up or giving in to the flow of time,&lt;br /&gt;And just follow the flow?&lt;br /&gt;Well it's not as easy as it sounds,&lt;br /&gt;Cause sometimes you find everything goes according to plan,&lt;br /&gt;But time is always a factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't give up ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Many give up because they feel like the journey that remains is long, therefore they judge their own efforts by the distance they still have to go but not the distance they travelled.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep pushing on, &lt;br /&gt;Never lose hope,&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know, that there's that someone there always to support you,&lt;br /&gt;Parents, bestfriends, friends, or even strangers?&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then, been neglecting my duty as a student now hahahaha ;)&lt;br /&gt;So I'll go and shoot some objective papers,&lt;br /&gt;Take part in an activity called 'revision',&lt;br /&gt;Or at least try to. &lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Procrastination is a thief of time.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Go search the meaning if ya' don't know what I mean :D&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta go catch on with time now !&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-5323620515972984465?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/5323620515972984465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/07/world-spins-round-and-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5323620515972984465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5323620515972984465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/07/world-spins-round-and-round.html' title='World spins round and round.'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-5399134470163455038</id><published>2011-06-06T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T12:09:30.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Holidays, hmm. .</title><content type='html'>Well the 1st week of the midyear holidays is over,&lt;br /&gt;One more week to go,&lt;br /&gt;Holidays, not to say that it has been real fun or not,&lt;br /&gt;But chilling? yeahh of course :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I would say, stayed off the radar.&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, listening to my mp3 most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;No idea -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so darn boringg :(&lt;br /&gt;Ahh whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to the moon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The &lt;i&gt;few minutes &lt;/i&gt;you spend staying awake before you go to sleep is the time you think about the followung &lt;i&gt;years &lt;/i&gt;of your life.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sweet serenity :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;was total random-ness&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;heh :p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-5399134470163455038?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/5399134470163455038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/06/holidays-hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>A Turning Point In Life.</title><content type='html'>Well, here it is,&lt;br /&gt;The stuff I promised to blog about,&lt;br /&gt;Heh, here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in everyone's lives, there's surely screw-ups,&lt;br /&gt;Where it might lead to the lost of self-confidence,&lt;br /&gt;Causing that person to be afraid or be extra cautious,&lt;br /&gt;When taking actions or making decisions in the future,&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, this can either be a good thing or even a bad thing,&lt;br /&gt;Depending on what the major screw up that you suffer from or experienced.&lt;br /&gt;But it does leave a mark on your life nonetheless :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As times passes by, the same thing might happen again,&lt;br /&gt;Hah! At least now you are prepared :)&lt;br /&gt;Some of us will then, begin to look for turning points in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From screw-ups to screw-ups,&lt;br /&gt;How many of us actually improve ourselves immediately,&lt;br /&gt;Or even change to a better person,&lt;br /&gt;In order to prevent the next one from happening?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm guessing 'not many'&lt;br /&gt;It takes something so serious that gives us a knock on our heads,&lt;br /&gt;That'll make us aware, that the way we're living now,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't right :/&lt;br /&gt;Impossible for us to make a 'U-turn' cause life goes on no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;But a detour is what we should seek,&lt;br /&gt;It'll also take courage and discipline to proceed.&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Action always speak louder than words&lt;/blockquote&gt;So I'll let you do your thinking :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life ?&lt;br /&gt;This question appears in our minds countless times,&lt;br /&gt;Too bad there's no answer to it though :(&lt;br /&gt;Some may ask this out of&amp;nbsp;curiosity, some just ask this because they are screwing up &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to be frank,&lt;br /&gt;Life IS unfair :/&lt;br /&gt;Filled with &lt;i&gt;decisions, conflicts, relationships, expectations;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sacrifices, education (career) &lt;/i&gt;and also, &lt;i&gt;God.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All dependant to the way you live it, and how you adapt :S&lt;br /&gt;Sounds easy looool :p&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, is that we are responsible for all the makings and also the endings.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, this is so freakin' &lt;strike&gt;awesome&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;!@#$%^&amp;amp; loooool -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far, I've told myself that,&lt;br /&gt;The higher your expectations, the bigger your disappointment,,&lt;br /&gt;From that I've learnt from my mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;Not to put too high hopes on anything, anymore :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg O.o I've just realised that,&lt;br /&gt;I don't even remember what I just blogged about. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. .&lt;br /&gt;Heh, who the heck cares anyways :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Bad stuff is what we tell ourselves &lt;i&gt;when bad stuff happens.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;*P/s: For JunWen :) &lt;i&gt;there I've completed it for you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Peace out peeps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-8044388571271498522?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/8044388571271498522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/06/turning-point-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/8044388571271498522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/8044388571271498522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/06/turning-point-in-life.html' title='A Turning Point In Life.'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-668551996893947985</id><published>2011-05-29T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:44:24.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>15 km's ?</title><content type='html'>Had just participate in a cross-country / marathon race todayy :)&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah, it is a 15km run,&lt;br /&gt;Called the ' &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ekiden Run '&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a total of 1500 + teams that joined the game,&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, 1 team consists of 5 members,&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, &lt;strike&gt;tough&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;maths eh?&lt;br /&gt;Haha loool, you do the maths lahh :)&lt;br /&gt;We were all then, split to 4 different categories,&lt;br /&gt;My team's category was ' Men's Junior ',&lt;br /&gt;Meaning the age range is within 15-19.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and the venue,&lt;br /&gt;It was held in Putrajaya,&lt;br /&gt;A little about this place,&lt;br /&gt;This place is damn cool lol,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing, it's superr clean and there's just this different feel to it,&lt;br /&gt;Like being in a whole new planet, different surroundings too !&lt;br /&gt;Haha :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15km are divided to 5 for each player to take on,&lt;br /&gt;And is known as checkpoints,&lt;br /&gt;I was in charge of the third checkpoint,&lt;br /&gt;So yeah blah-blah-blah, and then,&lt;br /&gt;8.30am *gun fires. BOOOOOOM !&lt;br /&gt;It finally starts !&lt;br /&gt;Well only for the people at the first checkpoint,&lt;br /&gt;While I was stoning at checkpoint 3 -.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention that the race is like open for everyone around the world to participate?&lt;br /&gt;YEAH ! there were&amp;nbsp;Kenyans and Japanese there !&lt;br /&gt;There was this once I heard them talking,&lt;br /&gt;And I can be sure to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;Every word I can&lt;strike&gt;'t&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;understand hahaha &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;They were like &lt;strike&gt;how are you ?&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;どのよう&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;に&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;ですか？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;So yeah now you know what I mean haha &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;When I was running my part (3km), the time was around 9am +,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Which was when the sun rises not to high from the East,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;The scenery was breathtaking lol,&lt;br /&gt;As if i wasn't panting as I was running my lungs out hahaha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;If ya' know what I mean :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Well, I would really like to snap those moments down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;But the camera I used was my eyes and the memory card was my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Haha so yeahh :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;In the end, my team got 30th place,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Among the other hundred teams in our category :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Well I was satisfied with the results so, chillinggg xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Hahaha, oh yeah, my teammates were,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Arthur, Victor, Andrew and Kean Wai :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Other people that went were,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Jian-Lin, Wai Chun, Aaron, Edward, Wai Kuan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Kit Soon, JunYan, Roland and Williem Tan. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Desarians representing the Sentosarians lol !&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/6088487524401254158-668551996893947985?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/668551996893947985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/15-kms.html#comment-form' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Teacher's Day performance?</title><content type='html'>Still haven't gotten the time to post about my thoughts yet,&lt;br /&gt;But yeah I just performed a singing performance for my school's teacher's day.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah I was quite nervous at the start and during the performance too &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda the first time I'm singing in front of such a large crowd :/&lt;br /&gt;I kinda think I sucked but yeah, people are like telling me it was okayyy :/&lt;br /&gt;But, lol, &amp;gt;&amp;lt; &lt;i&gt;there's always a 'but'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me lacking the confidence in myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh :( well, at least everything is over now. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything, yeah you there.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;For all the support you gave,&lt;br /&gt;The night before quite a lot of text came in,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing me good luck and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm just very comforted by the thought that you guys,&lt;br /&gt;Are there behind me supporting hehe :')&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;f.y.i. :-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song I sang, was titled 'Fixing A Broken Heart'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the terrible delay &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-2669486238587049955?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/2669486238587049955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/teachers-day-performance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Yeahh it is finally over, for now. .</title><content type='html'>Yooooooo :) What's up guys?&lt;br /&gt;Hope you readers are doing good in life now haha :)&lt;br /&gt;I wish you well in whatever you do !&lt;br /&gt;So cheers, life goes on (&lt;strike&gt;random)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to what is going on in my life,&lt;br /&gt;Hmm exams? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOL ! &lt;/span&gt;Just finished with my diagnostics,&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, finally out of the dark clouds now. .&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;But sad to say,&lt;br /&gt;The teachers suddenly got so darn hardworking,&lt;br /&gt;And once our exams finished,&lt;br /&gt;Papers and results are already starting to be given back to us O_o&lt;br /&gt;I was like, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Whattttttt ?!? O_o "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher you ze crazyyy? Give us a break :O&lt;br /&gt;Loooool -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I got exams off my back now :)&lt;br /&gt;Gonna post about something real soon,&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-4805698538753278016?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/4805698538753278016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/yeahh-it-is-finally-over-for-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4805698538753278016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4805698538753278016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/yeahh-it-is-finally-over-for-now.html' title='Yeahh it is finally over, for now. .'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-4558815471716623081</id><published>2011-05-21T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T21:57:34.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>World End's today ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOL -.- &lt;/b&gt;there has already been soooooo many gazillion-berbillion people predicting when the world ends.&lt;br /&gt;And to this particular person that thinks the world is gonna end today,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, &lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WHY &lt;/b&gt;today ? No other day to choose ke? HAHA :p&lt;br /&gt;Will having it predicted right after a very interesting date,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;520&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(date) most chinese will know this,&lt;br /&gt;So we're supposed to love everyone before the world ends and we die?&lt;br /&gt;O_o well not to say anything about dying :x&lt;br /&gt;Haha maybe this can be a lesson learnt?&lt;br /&gt;To love someone no matter what, when, why, and also no matter how you love them.&lt;br /&gt;Not only during the last few seconds in life, but as long you are living,&lt;br /&gt;That's how I interpret this incident &lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOL &lt;/b&gt;so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I love you (: no matter what when why and how.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 520 to all you readers as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well relating back to this prediction,&lt;br /&gt;There's 3 stages of it, - before - during and also - after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this day, some people were chilling (as usual) ;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the others went like " O.o &lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OMG&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;what if it were to happen? I'm too awesome to die :( "&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, drama betul itu ! xD&lt;br /&gt;So yeah they made plans like&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;jumping off KLCC&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;spending extra time whenever possible with their loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;During &lt;/i&gt;that time frame,&lt;br /&gt;HAHA now here comes the fun part,&lt;br /&gt;Few things that I observe,&lt;br /&gt;1.) &lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Dudeeeeeee !&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;The sky is so &lt;strike&gt;hamsap&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;yellow. O_o&lt;br /&gt;2.) Ahhhhh, it rained for 5 second and stopped for 5 second then resumed the next 5 seconds. -.-&lt;br /&gt;3.) *Now this one, should be the most epic of all -.- (one of my friend said this)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; " &lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Heyy, &lt;/b&gt;you know that the world IS gonna end by 6pm today right ?"&lt;br /&gt;Me- " Your world, not mine ;) "&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;" I'm serious lah ! C'mon, stay with me on this one. "&lt;br /&gt;Me- " Oh fine, okay yeah the world IS gonna end -.- "&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;" Haha :D Did you notice the drastic changes happening &lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;RIGHT NOW ? &lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me- " Right now? Lol ! I don't notice a single thing. -.- "&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;" Dudee you can't be serious right? I don't believe that. "&lt;br /&gt;Me- " Serious lah weihhh. -.- but do tell me, what's happening ? "&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;" Hahahaha LOL I'm so much more awesomeee now. xD "&lt;br /&gt;Me- " &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WTF ! -.- &lt;strike&gt;w&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;atering&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;he&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;lower&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh I know the epicperasan-ism in that lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;the prediction,&lt;br /&gt;Haha the guy who predicted this is sooooo gonna get it in his face LOL&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh &lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;thumbs up &lt;/b&gt;to that xD&lt;br /&gt;And yet, here we are still smiling at the fact,&lt;br /&gt;That we're still alive, and still able to continue on in life,&lt;br /&gt;Staying ourselves and loving everyone else :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it for this post,&lt;br /&gt;More to come so stay tuned aite?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-4558815471716623081?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/4558815471716623081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/world-ends-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4558815471716623081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4558815471716623081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/world-ends-today.html' title='World End&apos;s today ?'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-5868450150965146046</id><published>2011-05-14T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T19:45:06.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day # 6÷2(2+1) Midterms</title><content type='html'>Alrighttt ! Ignore the title above,&lt;br /&gt;Just now that I'm still stuck in between papers and reference books,&lt;br /&gt;And that equation "&amp;nbsp;6÷2(2+1) " is just a very &lt;strike&gt;stupid&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;interesting question. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to what's rolling in my battle against time,&lt;br /&gt;As everyone is always fighting time,&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just have to blog about today and the events on Friday. :S&lt;br /&gt;I had my Bio papers and had to go for BK classes after that,&lt;br /&gt;Oh and there was a farewell party I had to attend,&lt;br /&gt;3 dear friends - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Julian, Gabriel and Shuen :)&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of them are to leave for National Service for approximately 2 months,&lt;br /&gt;And Shuen is gonna further her studies in Nilai, Penang (if I'm not mistakened)&lt;br /&gt;Good luck and all the best to you guys !&lt;br /&gt;Really had fun hanging out with the gang especially during the party xD&lt;br /&gt;LaiCheong - The curry pasta you brought was really &lt;strike&gt;hardcore&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;spicy,&amp;nbsp;man ;)&lt;br /&gt;Julian - I'm gonna hire you as my chef for every event I organise LOL&lt;br /&gt;Mash potatoes mou ? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we all chilled and were hanging around with drinks in our hand,&lt;br /&gt;Chatting around and catching up in each other's lives,&lt;br /&gt;Ahh fun stuff we talked about :)&lt;br /&gt;Some time later a kitten entered our presence,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was like " zomg, can so cute one meh? :p "&lt;br /&gt;Then they started to play around with the cat like passing around a bag full of candies HAHA xD&lt;br /&gt;It was really, adorable. :') &lt;br /&gt;LOL -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more factor that made the party, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;a party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess? Hahah yeahh it was the camera :)&lt;br /&gt;*snap, snap, snap.&lt;br /&gt;Oh dayummm, I feel like, I'm smilling beside Oprah and the Queens.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha thumbs up for the lyrics of "Billionaire"&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for being lame LOL x)&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it sometimes, &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;A disease perhaps ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to that cute little thing,&lt;br /&gt;Questions from the crowd like, " Eh, damn cham ahh this kitten. It's like it got abandoned by its parents and left here, so how any volunteers on taking care of it? "&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought to myself,&lt;br /&gt;"Since I'm home most of the time, maybe I could try ? "&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I took it back with the hopes of the consent of my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home after the party,&lt;br /&gt;I did what I was told and fed the cat some milk,&lt;br /&gt;And also milk and milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOL &lt;/span&gt;because everyone said that was what it needs most at this phase,&lt;br /&gt;The cat was around like 2-3 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;Without a name, and without a birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Names like 'Cookie' and "Teddy" came,&lt;br /&gt;*youknowwhoyouare ! :p&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward through time,&lt;br /&gt;I kept it for a day,&lt;br /&gt;And during the next day,&lt;br /&gt;My dad found out, and out of expectation,&lt;br /&gt;He gave me one &lt;strike&gt;hell long of a&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;lecture. :/&lt;br /&gt;About responsibilities and &lt;strike&gt;shit.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just pisses me off,&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just accept the fact that I do what I do,&lt;br /&gt;Because I like doing it ?&lt;br /&gt;I've always kept quiet when you &lt;strike&gt;thinkyouarealwaysrigh&lt;/strike&gt;t scolding me.&lt;br /&gt;Sighhh :/&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it can be related to Friday 13th?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt; omg lol, don't want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Haha :S&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to return that kitten to where I found it,&lt;br /&gt;With a deep breath I laid it back on the grass,&lt;br /&gt;And never look back, because everytime I do,&lt;br /&gt;I would eventually feel even guilty. :/&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so guilty right now :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhh wells, that was pretty much my life this couple of days,&lt;br /&gt;Managed to fix the media player, thanks to RouXhen,&lt;br /&gt;Managed to find a slight interest in cooking, thanks to Julian,&lt;br /&gt;And also managed to learn a bit about cats, thanks to Pop ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Everyday is a success, but how high the acheivement you reach must always be extended the next day :) Live life to it's fullest. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-Justin-&lt;/blockquote&gt;I had more to post,&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll do it soon aite?&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-5868450150965146046?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/5868450150965146046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-6221-midterms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5868450150965146046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5868450150965146046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-6221-midterms.html' title='Day # 6÷2(2+1) Midterms'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-6726743137943312637</id><published>2011-05-11T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T22:32:26.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Day #4 Is it over yettt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Mathematics &lt;/b&gt;a paper that I find it impossible to find time out to rest your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when your mind is filled with other thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't concentrate :/&lt;br /&gt;What was the reason?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to during the exam time, Paper 1 was just nice,&lt;br /&gt;The time allocation for that paper was very reasonable,&lt;br /&gt;And most of us got it done in time :)&lt;br /&gt;Hah, but when it came to paper 2,&lt;br /&gt;The slightly more &lt;strike&gt;interesting &lt;/strike&gt;difficult paper to face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Liangzai &lt;/i&gt;told us that 48% out of that paper is all compiled by the graph questions,&lt;br /&gt;So we were like, graphs - Chehhh, piece of cake :p&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, &lt;i&gt;Liangzai&lt;/i&gt; is also knowned as En.Liang our beloved Maths teacher :)&lt;br /&gt;Shhhh :x &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;5sc2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Copyrighted&lt;/i&gt;® Heh xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my side, I was just too busy with my own paper,&lt;br /&gt;So yeahh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-6726743137943312637?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/6726743137943312637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-4-is-it-over-yettt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/6726743137943312637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/6726743137943312637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-4-is-it-over-yettt.html' title='Day #4 Is it over yettt?'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-904390532492450372</id><published>2011-05-10T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T20:20:48.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>What's currently playing on his mediaplayer :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4fFAc-KVvw/TckrIoCUP_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/bE9l3DEAsWY/s1600/224042_200240983351525_107021296006828_476538_1052439_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4fFAc-KVvw/TckrIoCUP_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/bE9l3DEAsWY/s320/224042_200240983351525_107021296006828_476538_1052439_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that picture confuses me &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha 2mrw, maths &lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAIL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; mou xPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-2078840061808463615?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/2078840061808463615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-3-midterms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2078840061808463615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2078840061808463615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-3-midterms.html' title='Day #3 Midterms'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4fFAc-KVvw/TckrIoCUP_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/bE9l3DEAsWY/s72-c/224042_200240983351525_107021296006828_476538_1052439_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-3274360911831312640</id><published>2011-05-09T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T16:32:29.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Day #2 Midterms</title><content type='html'>I just got too bored and felt like blogging,&lt;br /&gt;Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;Ahh last Saturday I had my history paper,&lt;br /&gt;Well it was all good,&lt;br /&gt;Hope I did well &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm day 2, today,&lt;br /&gt;I had my English paper,&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the last class she had with us,&lt;br /&gt;Just before the start of the exam week,She told us,&lt;br /&gt;"Alright 5sc2, I'm hoping to see all of you score an 85% or above :) "&lt;br /&gt;Yeah she literally gave us the smile &gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;-.- We were like &lt;b&gt;'Ohh SERIOUSLY ?'&lt;/b&gt; O_o&lt;br /&gt;After that she went on and reminded, &lt;br /&gt;"Oh and for those 'A' students I expect a solid 95%,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that applies for you too, Justin."&lt;br /&gt;There and then, I was staring at the floor thinking to myself,&lt;br /&gt;"What have I done to deserve this? :( "&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to see the teacher and told her,&lt;br /&gt;Teacher, this ahhh, iz just not ze possible lahhh &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh D; yeah of course, she said nothing and just smiled -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the time I was answering the paper,&lt;br /&gt;It was paper 1 before recess and paper 2 after,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was pretty worried about the novel section of paper 2, &lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't be bothered cause I was still thinking how am I getting that 'A+'&lt;br /&gt;For me personally, I think that paper 1 was the harder paper,&lt;br /&gt;I would say that there was insufficient time to finish the paper,&lt;br /&gt;We were given an hour and 45 minutes to complete to long essays &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Part B of the paper requires you to choose one topic among 5,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here are the topics:&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1.) Describe the most memorable day in your life.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Teenagers nowadays do not like to read books. Do you agree?&lt;br /&gt;3.) A perfect holiday.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Write a story ending with:&lt;br /&gt;    "I packed my bags and continued on with my life."&lt;br /&gt;5.) Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess which one I chose?&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha &lt;b&gt;WRONG !&lt;/b&gt; xD I chose number 4.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote some stuff that happened in my life,&lt;br /&gt;And decided to move on,&lt;br /&gt;Kinda took a risk with it,&lt;br /&gt;So I will just hope for the best :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FbLPc3TOgTo/TcelHsDHBkI/AAAAAAAAAYw/f1TPccA_CR4/s1600/say_so_zoof.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="96" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FbLPc3TOgTo/TcelHsDHBkI/AAAAAAAAAYw/f1TPccA_CR4/s320/say_so_zoof.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A simple question not many can answer, that is : What is your purpose in life?  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-3274360911831312640?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/3274360911831312640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-2-midterms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/3274360911831312640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/3274360911831312640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-2-midterms.html' title='Day #2 Midterms'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FbLPc3TOgTo/TcelHsDHBkI/AAAAAAAAAYw/f1TPccA_CR4/s72-c/say_so_zoof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-1864625767940017960</id><published>2011-05-02T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T21:56:05.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life changing decisions, are never meant to be easy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"My basic principle is that you don't make decisions because they are easy; you don't make them because they are cheap; you don't make them because they're popular; you make them because they're right. -Theodore Hesburgh-"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-1864625767940017960?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/1864625767940017960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-changing-decisions-are-never-meant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1864625767940017960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1864625767940017960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-changing-decisions-are-never-meant.html' title='Life changing decisions, are never meant to be easy..'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-1413998761395222559</id><published>2011-05-02T21:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T21:29:43.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Chapter 5 .Episode 2 .Day Monday .Hour 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Shady's back :)&lt;br /&gt;Heyy'all,&lt;br /&gt;How'd you guys like the new makeover?&lt;br /&gt;Haha awesome right? x)&lt;br /&gt;Well I've actually been quite busy these days,&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say weeks? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the bright side, I'm here now hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the title for this post basically means,&lt;br /&gt;2nd of May, Monday, posted at 8.11pm,&lt;br /&gt;Well you can say that it's year 2011 as well lah :P&lt;br /&gt;Cool right? Lololol xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's been keeping me busy, you're asking ?&lt;br /&gt;Well on 23/04/11, on one part of planet earth,&lt;br /&gt;A group of 20 members,&lt;br /&gt;Travel the world, &lt;br /&gt;Uncovering a mystery,&lt;br /&gt;That no one could solve,&lt;br /&gt;*chi-gek music stops.&lt;br /&gt;Alright alright, enough with the cliches ;)&lt;br /&gt;Well a place called 'Broga Hills'&lt;br /&gt;Is about to be conquered by another 20 amazing people xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6B81zdlAbOw/Tb6if1-GySI/AAAAAAAAAX4/jvNdL6nAD_Q/s1600/225524_216909671669192_100000504812654_847684_4458839_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6B81zdlAbOw/Tb6if1-GySI/AAAAAAAAAX4/jvNdL6nAD_Q/s320/225524_216909671669192_100000504812654_847684_4458839_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cBGYmEgHsko/Tb6nKHJ5m3I/AAAAAAAAAYA/ylhkDXhxTG8/s1600/215434_216912891668870_100000504812654_847814_6986845_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cBGYmEgHsko/Tb6nKHJ5m3I/AAAAAAAAAYA/ylhkDXhxTG8/s320/215434_216912891668870_100000504812654_847814_6986845_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YCcb8nJxbzs/Tb6nuLVQYqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mj9Xq7oGnR0/s1600/224144_216912155002277_100000504812654_847788_7394980_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YCcb8nJxbzs/Tb6nuLVQYqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mj9Xq7oGnR0/s320/224144_216912155002277_100000504812654_847788_7394980_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-esNDTg9qMn0/Tb6nuQ1m5SI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/evg1AW3GPHU/s1600/225104_216910608335765_100000504812654_847727_4899803_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-esNDTg9qMn0/Tb6nuQ1m5SI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/evg1AW3GPHU/s320/225104_216910608335765_100000504812654_847727_4899803_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah if some of you are wondering,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I had school on that day, &lt;br /&gt;But I was on the way to Kajang during dawn,&lt;br /&gt;Around 3.30am we were all gathering outside the school's gate.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha but I gotta say, since the day before,&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't even got free time to rest &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The climb-up was like hell &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;There was supposed to be a path leading us straight up,&lt;br /&gt;But it was so dark at the time (around 5am)&lt;br /&gt;And we got lost several times &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we took a path, &lt;br /&gt;A path which the way wasn't so visible to us,&lt;br /&gt;But at that time it was the only way,&lt;br /&gt;Leading us straight up,&lt;br /&gt;We had to stay close for safety precaution,&lt;br /&gt;And lend a helping hand to the ones behind..&lt;br /&gt;Wheww so much to say yet so little time :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hf_XA-wxdRE/Tb6nu1ZK7hI/AAAAAAAAAYg/T_IVn_FEP1E/s1600/227389_216912345002258_100000504812654_847793_595537_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hf_XA-wxdRE/Tb6nu1ZK7hI/AAAAAAAAAYg/T_IVn_FEP1E/s320/227389_216912345002258_100000504812654_847793_595537_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and in the end, &lt;br /&gt;Broga Hills, we conquered ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note*&lt;/b&gt; Best feeling you can ever have,&lt;br /&gt;Although we missed sunrise but still :P&lt;br /&gt;Breathtaking and awesome indeed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that's all for my trip to Broga Hills :)&lt;br /&gt;Now back to life, &lt;br /&gt;Yeah I've been like sick for 5 days now &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh it's so damn hard to breath :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;#nowplaying&lt;/i&gt; - Boys Like Girls - Contagious.&lt;br /&gt;Looool x) if you know that song hahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming omg O.o&lt;br /&gt;One more week until the midterms :(&lt;br /&gt;Stressed up ahhh D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this by a quote,&lt;br /&gt;So meaningful yet so hard to be realised,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Sometimes I wish you would pay more attention to my favourite songs because the &lt;br /&gt;lyrics they sing, are the words i'm afraid to say. "&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Brian :) for coming up with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that's all from me :)&lt;br /&gt;For now hahaha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TAGG24nNhT4/Tb6t1Qz6U-I/AAAAAAAAAYo/OjoRiWQOuPg/s1600/trust1_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TAGG24nNhT4/Tb6t1Qz6U-I/AAAAAAAAAYo/OjoRiWQOuPg/s320/trust1_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Trust is all you need.Because after all, happiness is what you'll get."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-1413998761395222559?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/1413998761395222559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/chapter-5-episode-2-day-monday-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1413998761395222559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1413998761395222559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/05/chapter-5-episode-2-day-monday-hour.html' title='Chapter 5 .Episode 2 .Day Monday .Hour 2011'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6B81zdlAbOw/Tb6if1-GySI/AAAAAAAAAX4/jvNdL6nAD_Q/s72-c/225524_216909671669192_100000504812654_847684_4458839_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-1923322048309465082</id><published>2011-04-18T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T16:52:19.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Life so boredddd hahahah ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiIvyBSPPu0/Tav7oCyxrWI/AAAAAAAAAXs/c7qa4uqPgsM/s1600/nozombies2_preview.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiIvyBSPPu0/Tav7oCyxrWI/AAAAAAAAAXs/c7qa4uqPgsM/s320/nozombies2_preview.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be a childish game, but still can be addictive at times AHAHA (Y) xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-1923322048309465082?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/1923322048309465082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-so-boredddd-hahahah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1923322048309465082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1923322048309465082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-so-boredddd-hahahah.html' title='Life so boredddd hahahah ;)'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiIvyBSPPu0/Tav7oCyxrWI/AAAAAAAAAXs/c7qa4uqPgsM/s72-c/nozombies2_preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-3489828477765329853</id><published>2011-04-11T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:02:20.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Emo-ness™-'/><title type='text'>The day in life where it sucked real bad..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIvhn5xYjBI/TaKyeH8gJ9I/AAAAAAAAAXk/uVU9Gv48nXM/s1600/doublerainbow3_preview.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIvhn5xYjBI/TaKyeH8gJ9I/AAAAAAAAAXk/uVU9Gv48nXM/s320/doublerainbow3_preview.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also a point in life,&lt;br /&gt;Where sadness is all you feel,&lt;br /&gt;All you can do, &lt;br /&gt;Is just to cry it out, &lt;br /&gt;As you scold yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Asking questions like why? or even how?&lt;br /&gt;Breaths of sighs :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of all the happy moments we had together,&lt;br /&gt;All the laughter and joy, &lt;br /&gt;And the pain just fades away..&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me girl ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stilllookingforthatrainbowinmylife ;)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you there, mind being colourful for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-3489828477765329853?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/3489828477765329853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-in-life-where-it-sucked-real-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/3489828477765329853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/3489828477765329853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-in-life-where-it-sucked-real-bad.html' title='The day in life where it sucked real bad..'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIvhn5xYjBI/TaKyeH8gJ9I/AAAAAAAAAXk/uVU9Gv48nXM/s72-c/doublerainbow3_preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-5855158738105068754</id><published>2011-04-10T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T16:19:29.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Tears that fall after a smile is lifted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8IPxrNdo24A/TaFilgbogOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0SIfwncYOF8/s1600/dsd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8IPxrNdo24A/TaFilgbogOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0SIfwncYOF8/s320/dsd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Smile - is a language of love and care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile - is a source to win hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile - creates greatness in your personality."&lt;br /&gt;(Author Unknown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are all around us, but where are the ones that will follow you all the way?&lt;br /&gt;Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing my part, are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smileeventhoughithurtsinside? :') Nobody will know, but only few understands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-5855158738105068754?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/5855158738105068754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/04/tears-that-fall-after-smile-is-lifted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5855158738105068754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5855158738105068754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/04/tears-that-fall-after-smile-is-lifted.html' title='Tears that fall after a smile is lifted.'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8IPxrNdo24A/TaFilgbogOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0SIfwncYOF8/s72-c/dsd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-4887076576180892165</id><published>2011-04-02T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T08:49:38.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since 2010 until today ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7Sf-Ag8jq8/TZZyE53al1I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Em4YYQD2u9c/s1600/1207-masterpiece-of-nature.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7Sf-Ag8jq8/TZZyE53al1I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Em4YYQD2u9c/s320/1207-masterpiece-of-nature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be strong through them hard times :)&lt;br /&gt;All it takes is a little more faith and it'll be okay,&lt;br /&gt;Friends, I do thank all of you,&lt;br /&gt;For every little things you say,&lt;br /&gt;That changes my day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, &lt;br /&gt;With lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;-JustinYoung- ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-4887076576180892165?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/4887076576180892165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/04/since-2010-until-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4887076576180892165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4887076576180892165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/04/since-2010-until-today.html' title='Since 2010 until today ;)'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7Sf-Ag8jq8/TZZyE53al1I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Em4YYQD2u9c/s72-c/1207-masterpiece-of-nature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-2016740195351305331</id><published>2011-01-30T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T21:05:53.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>First Break of School! : )</title><content type='html'>Helllooooo guys! xD&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's back! &lt;br /&gt;Well many things have happened since the first day of 2011. .&lt;br /&gt;Like meeting new people, engaging in new activities and stuff like that &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, oh well, here goes my day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys heard of 'Amazing Race'?&lt;br /&gt;Well mostly of you peeps should have heard of it, &lt;br /&gt;So let's go straight to the point, aite? xD&lt;br /&gt;It was yesterday morning, &lt;br /&gt;Where one of my dear friend Eugene Yeo, organised the event. .&lt;br /&gt;Called the 'TARD II'&lt;br /&gt;Simply meaning 'The Amazing Race Desa II',&lt;br /&gt;Well, funny thing is that the participant from last year (TARD I),&lt;br /&gt;Would be simply 're-TARD's&lt;br /&gt;Haha, laugh if you know what I mean :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year there were 14 teams, but this year there were only 9 =(&lt;br /&gt;So we all gathered at the park by 8am,&lt;br /&gt;And after Eugene managed to contact the other teams,&lt;br /&gt;We were all called to the starting line. . &lt;br /&gt;*heartbeat quickens :O&lt;br /&gt;Haha, after introducing the organisers and the station masters,&lt;br /&gt;We were briefed shortly on 'What-to-do(s) and What-not-to-do(s)',&lt;br /&gt;And the race started =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright here we go,&lt;br /&gt;With my team named 'Who are the champ ions',&lt;br /&gt;Consisting five amazing friends, that is, &lt;br /&gt;Andrew Lai, this guy betrayed SMKTD! ishhhh&lt;br /&gt;Edward Tan, the guy who simply can't be controlled when he is high xD&lt;br /&gt;Brian Lai, another of my heng dai =)&lt;br /&gt;And lastly our lean mean EATING machine! Hoe Kei! Hahaha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not really gonna go through the whole race,&lt;br /&gt;Because there is shooooo much to tell! =)&lt;br /&gt;There's a short video posted on facebook,&lt;br /&gt;So you can get it from there hehe xD&lt;br /&gt;Oh well after the race finished, we got top ten la :X&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha. . Top ten always sounded better,&lt;br /&gt;Because there were only 9 teams. . Wakakaka. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well surprisingly my abs are still aching very badly =(&lt;br /&gt;From all the running around, and oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Did I forget to mention, how Eugene tortured us? :X&lt;br /&gt;With some real hardcore physical penalty! &lt;br /&gt;Arghhhh -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I guess this is all I can post right now,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year guys =)&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the hols and hope you collect lots and lots of angpau,&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I'm always available when you can't finish spending your cash xDD&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that's it for now,&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon. . &lt;br /&gt;-JustinYoung`|-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-2016740195351305331?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/2016740195351305331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-break-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2016740195351305331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2016740195351305331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-break-of-school.html' title='First Break of School! : )'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-4636927848286397183</id><published>2011-01-10T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T17:10:39.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ThingsInLifeWeDon&apos;tRealise ` |™'/><title type='text'>Two Of Human's Greatest F-E-A-R. .</title><content type='html'>Well here is my 1st post of this year :D&lt;br /&gt;Glad that I could find the time. . &lt;br /&gt;Haha, time is gold I guess,&lt;br /&gt;Really hard to find time to do the little yet fun stuff,&lt;br /&gt;Like blogging =) Hahahaha. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I just got to watch this awesome movie,&lt;br /&gt;Called 'Social Network'&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who does not know what this movie is about,&lt;br /&gt;It is mainly about this student that somewhat stole the idea,&lt;br /&gt;From someone and else, and designed this network on the net,&lt;br /&gt;Now to be known as facebook. .&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, history and all ~&lt;br /&gt;Well, as he continue to manage and imporve the network,&lt;br /&gt;He was rejected by friends, even the ones that are closest to him. .&lt;br /&gt;Without ever thinking of failure he'd persevered. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really mean is, &lt;br /&gt;Not how awesome the movie was. . (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, is about how we face the two biggest fears in our lives. .&lt;br /&gt;And that is, &lt;br /&gt;Failure,&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;Rejection. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that it's easy living through this fears,&lt;br /&gt;Nor to even face it. .&lt;br /&gt;For what it brings is a crack at one's heart,&lt;br /&gt;And causing someone to lose faith and whatever they do. .&lt;br /&gt;Imagine one day, all your friends suddenly turned their backs on you,&lt;br /&gt;Calling you a failure because you didn't reach their expectation,&lt;br /&gt;Or what's not, being rejected as a friend,&lt;br /&gt;Whom yourself has helped them more than they helped you. .&lt;br /&gt;It's is unfair, Life's unfair. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But few things I always bear in mind is that,&lt;br /&gt;I was borned without an instruction guide, so don't order me around. .&lt;br /&gt;Next is, &lt;br /&gt;Okay, I did wrong, with you blabbering all about it,&lt;br /&gt;Is it your gain?&lt;br /&gt;I admit my mistake, anything you can do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure and rejection,&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt much from it as well,&lt;br /&gt;I used to feel hopeless after every unsuccessful trials,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling rejected after I put in my best of the best into something,&lt;br /&gt;Heartbroken from every wound it plants in me,&lt;br /&gt;Which ended up making me rather not do anything then do something. .&lt;br /&gt;But now things have changed,&lt;br /&gt;Once I fail, I try again,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that my efforts are not put to waste,&lt;br /&gt;Least they make something out of nothing. .&lt;br /&gt;Once I get rejected, so what?&lt;br /&gt;Least we're still friends. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you have failed, means you have yet to succeed,&lt;br /&gt;But understanding that how you have failed, brings you closer to success. .&lt;br /&gt;Being rejected once, means you have not been accepted yet,&lt;br /&gt;Get rejected twice, you know your mistake. .&lt;br /&gt;As all I can say, &lt;br /&gt;Practise-makes-perfect =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, guess that's enough from me today,&lt;br /&gt;Got weeks and weeks of schooling ahead of me. .&lt;br /&gt;Will be blogging,&lt;br /&gt;Soon I hope xD&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-4636927848286397183?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/4636927848286397183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2011/01/two-of-humans-greatest-f-e-r.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4636927848286397183'/><link 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to revive my blog again :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just I had my organ lesson this morning,&lt;br /&gt;Can say that I am back at taking classes,&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad told me to take the Yamaha Grade 6 Organ Exam next year,&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't been taking classes for almost a year,&lt;br /&gt;And had just resumed class like 2 months??&lt;br /&gt;Well, better just go ahead and be done with it. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After informing my music teacher about this, &lt;br /&gt;He told me to be well-prepared this time, &lt;br /&gt;This week, he gave me my first piece,&lt;br /&gt;For the exam, a well-known song,&lt;br /&gt;Titled "Amazing Grace". .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "Alright Alright, I got this one in the bag!"&lt;br /&gt;But as soon as my teacher went into the details,&lt;br /&gt;On how this music piece should be played,&lt;br /&gt;My mind wandered off,&lt;br /&gt;Into a space where only sweet but sad memories float around. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my teacher, started playing the song,&lt;br /&gt;Note* My teacher always plays the song first as a preview. &lt;br /&gt;While he was playing, he told me that this song has been remade by hundreds of pianists,&lt;br /&gt;And yet one of them, only one, managed to achieve clear-perfection. .&lt;br /&gt;This piece by him, is now gonna be remade by me. .&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's honorable. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the song went on,&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine came to my mind, &lt;br /&gt;Our dearest Bryan Chan who had passed. .&lt;br /&gt;This song was played during his funeral,&lt;br /&gt;And it's sweet sweet melody went on and on,&lt;br /&gt;Amazing grace - amazing grace. . .&lt;br /&gt;My mom was the other person that came into my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Who had also passed when I was barely 7 years old. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This very song owns such lyrics and tune, &lt;br /&gt;That can turn the ways of any individual,&lt;br /&gt;Amazing grace, from God. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back to the real world,&lt;br /&gt;As my teacher explained the piece to me, &lt;br /&gt;I told myself that I'm gonna master this piece,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what. .&lt;br /&gt;I have memorize this song by heart, &lt;br /&gt;So it reminds me of God's grace. .&lt;br /&gt;Amazing grace - amazing grace . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-8486367525442995662?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/8486367525442995662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/11/amazing-grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>If We Ever Meet Again</title><content type='html'>Dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;Although it has just been no more than 15 minutes,&lt;br /&gt;That we last spoke,&lt;br /&gt;But those 15minutes were more than enough for me, &lt;br /&gt;To realise how a good friend you are to me,&lt;br /&gt;The fun we had chatting around and making jokes,&lt;br /&gt;The truthful things we told each other,&lt;br /&gt;It is now treasured deeps in my heart. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bond grew stronger and stronger in those 15 minutes,&lt;br /&gt;Even though you are living like 15 countries away,&lt;br /&gt;But I hope that we can be always near at heart. .&lt;br /&gt;I really hope we can chat again, or even meet just once,&lt;br /&gt;That could really ease of the anxiety that is flowing through my soul, &lt;br /&gt;Slow down my heartbeat, sister :)&lt;br /&gt;Let us be together, &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and Always,&lt;br /&gt;Loving you ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-2295245606454642621</id><published>2010-10-25T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T21:49:43.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ThingsInLifeWeDon&apos;tRealise ` |™'/><title type='text'>Time flies. . No, really, it flies!!</title><content type='html'>It's been so long!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha too long!!&lt;br /&gt;Well this just a short post from me,&lt;br /&gt;Since today is the second exam week. . &lt;br /&gt;Having Add Maths paper 2mrw!&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope I can do well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off guys, thx for visiting. .&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm still no ready to continue blogging yet.. &lt;br /&gt;Sry!! xD Will be back soon. . &lt;br /&gt;Promise!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-2295245606454642621?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/2295245606454642621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-flies-no-really-it-flies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2295245606454642621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2295245606454642621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-flies-no-really-it-flies.html' title='Time flies. . No, really, it flies!!'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-5251712357417928057</id><published>2010-06-07T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:05:52.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LeadershipInExample ` |™'/><title type='text'>Full Of Surprises. .</title><content type='html'>07/06/10&lt;br /&gt;The prefect camp had just ended. . &lt;br /&gt;And it was filled with unexpected surprises. .&lt;br /&gt;My reflection for the camp:-&lt;br /&gt;Before- It's gonna be so bored. .&lt;br /&gt;During- Group 4's leader, took it seriously. .&lt;br /&gt;After- Best camp EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, honestly,&lt;br /&gt;This camp is the best so far. .&lt;br /&gt;Filled with activities that blows your mind!!&lt;br /&gt;Testing patience, leadership, teamwork, courage, determination, and vision. .&lt;br /&gt;This is totally the camp that can really help build your character. .&lt;br /&gt;All you need to do was give it your 110% and you'll end up being a better person. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, if camps like that were routines,&lt;br /&gt;It would be damn fun!!&lt;br /&gt;This camp was also a challenge for us Form 4 to lead a team. .&lt;br /&gt;An ability that doesn't always come naturally. .&lt;br /&gt;Leadership. . Being a prefect is mostly about that. .&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's what I think. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group 4, I would say,&lt;br /&gt;Is a group that is well-balanced. .&lt;br /&gt;Some of the members might need a little push, some needed discipline,&lt;br /&gt;And some took the initiative, that's what I favored most!&lt;br /&gt;Being a leader might sound easy,&lt;br /&gt;But that goes deep under,&lt;br /&gt;At first, I told myself, this would be very difficult. .&lt;br /&gt;But this was what I told myself all the time. .&lt;br /&gt;"Not everyone is perfect, nor anyone may live up to someone's expectations. ."&lt;br /&gt;So that gave me both patience and courage to build a greater bond with them. .&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the camp, both activities and the sketch,&lt;br /&gt;I've never in my life, felt this together-ness. .&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's a winner, &lt;br /&gt;Although the hamper is given to the 1st place. .&lt;br /&gt;But keep this in mind,&lt;br /&gt;Important thing to bring back is the core values we learned,&lt;br /&gt;Not just aiming for the prize. .&lt;br /&gt;So I would say, group 4, Fair 'N' Square&lt;br /&gt;WE ROCK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This camp had seriously trained all 8 group leaders to be a better leader,&lt;br /&gt;A shepherd that guides his flock of sheeps,&lt;br /&gt;The one who is trusted and a role-model. .&lt;br /&gt;Leadership In example. . &lt;br /&gt;Truly. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-5251712357417928057?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/5251712357417928057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/06/full-of-surprises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5251712357417928057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5251712357417928057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/06/full-of-surprises.html' title='Full Of Surprises. .'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-2747581451626290531</id><published>2010-06-04T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T23:19:56.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>It's Been So Long. . .</title><content type='html'>Takes a deep breath*. . &lt;br /&gt;Stares at the keyboard*. . &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I wondered. . &lt;br /&gt;The first thing that came to my mind was the exams that has just ended. .&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks of it, almost 15 days of thick papers,&lt;br /&gt;Haha, what can be expected next year??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, skipping studies. . &lt;br /&gt;Good thing now, is HOLIDAYS!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man, this is the time!!&lt;br /&gt;Here comes all the fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, I also remembered the first person that said 'Happy Holidays' to me,&lt;br /&gt;It was Pn.Lilian, our add-maths teacher,&lt;br /&gt;She said it joyfully, (that's the bright side of it)&lt;br /&gt;While handing over sheets of exercises as hoiday work. . (well, that's not so good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing matters, it's still holidays!! &lt;br /&gt;Wahahahaha. . &lt;br /&gt;Not going to regret how i did not answer the exam papers correctly,&lt;br /&gt;Not going to remind myself that I'm gonna fail,&lt;br /&gt;Just telling myself this,&lt;br /&gt;No worries, life isn't all bout studies. . xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been a long time since I've post,&lt;br /&gt;U guys ( experienced bloggers ) should really teach me how to blog weyy,&lt;br /&gt;Like creating templates and stuff, I mean,&lt;br /&gt;My layout is going to be boredom to certain people's eye. . &lt;br /&gt;Hehe. . the includes mine as well. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's see the schedule and plan ahead. .&lt;br /&gt;Wh-whatt?!?! Prefect camp is tomorrow??&lt;br /&gt;Oh great, what a way to start off my holidays. .&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. . Well, where? &lt;br /&gt;School??&lt;br /&gt;O.o. . Worst place having a camp. . &lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough complaining. . &lt;br /&gt;It's just 3 days, not much. . xD&lt;br /&gt;Well, see you guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;Soon( until a time ) Lolz. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture to summarize my holidays,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/TAkYYG9zzmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/TaiTiykVC3c/s1600/SL700651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/TAkYYG9zzmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/TaiTiykVC3c/s320/SL700651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478937224138706530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Now THAT's LIFE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-2747581451626290531?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/2747581451626290531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-been-so-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2747581451626290531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2747581451626290531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-been-so-long.html' title='It&apos;s Been So Long. . .'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/TAkYYG9zzmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/TaiTiykVC3c/s72-c/SL700651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-3206715054464266991</id><published>2010-05-01T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:16:25.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Omgosh™-'/><title type='text'>A rather boring gathering. . But fun!!</title><content type='html'>Lol, what am I talking about?&lt;br /&gt;Look at the topic. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;It's like saying it's bored but fun. .&lt;br /&gt;Oh  oops, that's what I said eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I woke up in the morning, &lt;br /&gt;I went to the park for bball (as usual). .&lt;br /&gt;After playing until sometime around 10.30am&lt;br /&gt;A 'long-time-no-see-friend' named Wai Kuan,&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at the park,&lt;br /&gt;So I made my way home and get my stuff,&lt;br /&gt;And then I'm on my way,&lt;br /&gt;At first, JunYan was supposed to come along,&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, his relatives came back, &lt;br /&gt;So he had to spend time with them, &lt;br /&gt;As family comes first. . &lt;br /&gt;Hehe. . After eating lunch,&lt;br /&gt;While noticing that we're late,&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Edward and Aaron,&lt;br /&gt;And took a cab to the club. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, we met up with Mun Hoi,&lt;br /&gt;And went to the badminton court 1st,&lt;br /&gt;We played there, and soon,&lt;br /&gt;Joshua, Andrew and Jian-Lin showed up, &lt;br /&gt;So we 'ventured' around the club,&lt;br /&gt;And finding that every facilities there have to pay to play,&lt;br /&gt;So we tried to 'sneak' into those facilities,&lt;br /&gt;But there's a guard who keeps keeping an eye on us,&lt;br /&gt;So it's almost impossible to enter those facilities,&lt;br /&gt;The only way to go into those facilties is just to pay for it. . &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihz, the fees there are so damn high!!! Argh. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't take any photos of it, &lt;br /&gt;As my cacat-ed camera needs the proper ISO to take good quality pictures,&lt;br /&gt;Not until I get my new camera though. .Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, a boring yet a fun day!! &lt;br /&gt;Lol, =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-3206715054464266991?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/3206715054464266991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/05/rather-boring-gathering-but-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/3206715054464266991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/3206715054464266991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/05/rather-boring-gathering-but-fun.html' title='A rather boring gathering. . But fun!!'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-4373468622465629160</id><published>2010-04-23T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T19:58:00.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Overwhelmed Disappointment. .'/><title type='text'>Disappointment is the resultant of Defeat</title><content type='html'>Back to blogging it seems, &lt;br /&gt;Took me quite long to actually get to the mood to do this,&lt;br /&gt;But this post, I didn't really wanted to blog,&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't straight in my life I guess. .&lt;br /&gt;Stress, sadness, anger, disappointment, regret, fear,&lt;br /&gt;How can all this be 'lived-by'??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, wished my life was much easier,&lt;br /&gt;Really feel like giving up sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe not sometimes,  but it's most of the times. . &lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of all this shit. . &lt;br /&gt;Enough, I told myself. . &lt;br /&gt;Enough enough, enough, stop all this nonsense. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was told, the higher your expectations,&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for the disappointment. .&lt;br /&gt;I've tried, my very best. . &lt;br /&gt;But what did I get in return?&lt;br /&gt;Insults behind my back? Backstabbing??&lt;br /&gt;If that's the way u want to do it?&lt;br /&gt;Why not come right up to me and just say it?&lt;br /&gt;Well, how disappointing it is. . &lt;br /&gt;Having people like you. . -Unbelievable-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, past recent events. . &lt;br /&gt;Sports Day has just ended, &lt;br /&gt;Great thing was that Green House finally broke that record,&lt;br /&gt;Record of 13-consecutive wins from Blue House,&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess who's here now? Satria-rians!!&lt;br /&gt;For the events, not gonna go through it. .&lt;br /&gt;Because of the fact that many 'unpleasant' memories will come back. .&lt;br /&gt;What's over is over. . &lt;br /&gt;No more complaining bout it. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just let it go. . &lt;br /&gt;When's life ever fair??&lt;br /&gt;When's defeat not saddening?&lt;br /&gt;Questions unanswered and that should be the way. . &lt;br /&gt;Having them not being answered sometimes prove to be better. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess I'll just have to live-by this,&lt;br /&gt;And the only thing that's making me hang on,&lt;br /&gt;Are words, of encouragement and advises,&lt;br /&gt;'Never ask for things to be easier, always ask yourself to be better.'&lt;br /&gt;Thanks teacher. . &lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes these words aren't needed, &lt;br /&gt;But at times like this,&lt;br /&gt;It sure helps getting your own consciousness back. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-4373468622465629160?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/4373468622465629160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/04/disappointment-is-resultant-of-defeat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4373468622465629160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4373468622465629160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/04/disappointment-is-resultant-of-defeat.html' title='Disappointment is the resultant of Defeat'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-9182664229549731556</id><published>2010-04-06T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:17:14.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Lost For Words</title><content type='html'>Today, I will be having my English Oral Test in school. .&lt;br /&gt;Although it is a day where it'll surely come to all students,&lt;br /&gt;Where they are needed to orate on something. . &lt;br /&gt;But for us Form 4's this year,&lt;br /&gt;We're given a chance to orate about random things. . &lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the scope range is very big. .&lt;br /&gt;The past couple of days, &lt;br /&gt;There were students who orated about romance stuff going into sex. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us were like, 'This guy, is he for real??'&lt;br /&gt;But for me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna go as far he went. . Lol. .&lt;br /&gt;So I plan to orate on the topic,&lt;br /&gt;"The Beauty Of Mother Nature". .&lt;br /&gt;I already had all the points in my mind. .&lt;br /&gt;But when it was my turn to step front and orate. .&lt;br /&gt;Everything, I mean EVERYTHING, went haywire. .&lt;br /&gt;I was extremely nervous, my mind was almost blank,&lt;br /&gt;My voice was trembling, and my hands were also shaking. .&lt;br /&gt;I told myself, Omgosh~ I can't do this. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished orating, teacher gave me some comments,&lt;br /&gt;She said that my nerves got the best of me. . &lt;br /&gt;And hoped that this won't happen again the next oral assessment. .&lt;br /&gt;I guess I ain't THAT good in speaking one on one in formal English. .&lt;br /&gt;Haihz. . Out of that 30 marks, I got 22. . &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, sometimes I really admire public speakers,&lt;br /&gt;They can just go on stage and present anything they have in mind,&lt;br /&gt;To tens and hundreds of people without thinking about their nerves. .&lt;br /&gt;@@. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess I'll have to do better next time. .&lt;br /&gt;After school, I stayed back in the library to finish off some chemistry stuff,&lt;br /&gt;A presentation about Group 18 Elements. .&lt;br /&gt;After finishing it, it was about 3pm then. .&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6pm, I had addmath tuition, &lt;br /&gt;Had loads of fun there,&lt;br /&gt;It's soooo much better to study/learn in an environment, &lt;br /&gt;That is filled with laughter. .&lt;br /&gt;Learning in that condition is sooo much easier. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home after tuition and had to cook dinner. .&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad haven't come back yet. .&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a good cook, but I know a few dishes though. . &lt;br /&gt;Haha. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-9182664229549731556?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/9182664229549731556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/04/lost-for-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/9182664229549731556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/9182664229549731556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/04/lost-for-words.html' title='Lost For Words'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-8866860550598472230</id><published>2010-03-29T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T17:21:38.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x3-JustiN™'/><title type='text'>Fairly A Normal Monday. . .</title><content type='html'>Another beggining of a week,&lt;br /&gt;Another assembly on Mondays. . &lt;br /&gt;And yet it felt a little this time. . &lt;br /&gt;It kinda feels that Sunday and Saturday juz wasn't enough,&lt;br /&gt;Need. . . Holidays. . More often. . xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as usual, I woke up,&lt;br /&gt;Prepared and took breakfast. . &lt;br /&gt;And after that, used the extra time before going to school,&lt;br /&gt;And played the organ. . Hmm. . &lt;br /&gt;It feels so calm, the sound of music. .&lt;br /&gt;.: "Melodies that expresses ur heart through your fingers. ." :.&lt;br /&gt;That would me my quote for the morning. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, JunYan and I made our way to school,&lt;br /&gt;We sat bus '11', means we walked, of course. .&lt;br /&gt;Reached school, as usual we put our bags down and went straight to duty. .&lt;br /&gt;Assembly time, Argh. . &lt;br /&gt;Time for assemblies are juz TOO LONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;So En.Gan(our lousy headmaster)xD,&lt;br /&gt;Will go on stage and lecture us, advise us, nag us,&lt;br /&gt;Well, all sums up? BullSh*t!!&lt;br /&gt;Mind my language. . Haha. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I was supposed to stay back for bball team training,&lt;br /&gt;But found out that no one else other than the 4 of us stayed.  =.="&lt;br /&gt;So I took this time and finally go for my house training. . &lt;br /&gt;Haha. . &lt;br /&gt;Baru makan, so when I reached the hall, &lt;br /&gt;Where the practice was held,&lt;br /&gt;Teacher ask us run. . =.="&lt;br /&gt;Wat the. . "Teacher, juz eaten laaaa. . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihz so I ran 30 laps, back and forth 2 badminton courts,&lt;br /&gt;And recorded 4mins15secs. . &lt;br /&gt;Not bad, coz I haven't ran for such a long time. .&lt;br /&gt;Which was since. . Merentas desa??&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. . After that, I asked teacher, can I test high-jump?&lt;br /&gt;She said okay, u guys can go get ready the stuff. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After setting up the mattresses and everything,&lt;br /&gt;We started jumping,&lt;br /&gt;Starting from 120cm. . &lt;br /&gt;All the way to 145cm,&lt;br /&gt;I struggled. . Haihz. .&lt;br /&gt;Distractions in my mind, hesitations and fatigue. .&lt;br /&gt;I was getting tired. . &lt;br /&gt;So teacher suggested we stop. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, Pn.Koh called me,&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to take part in a few events for sports day. .&lt;br /&gt;So I agreed and signed up for 4 events(max is 5). . &lt;br /&gt;Which was 400m, 4x100m, 4x400m and high-jump. .&lt;br /&gt;Wow. . Quite a lot. .&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can live through sports day. . &lt;br /&gt;Lol. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After house practice, and I made my way back home. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-8866860550598472230?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/8866860550598472230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/03/fairly-normal-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/8866860550598472230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/8866860550598472230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/03/fairly-normal-monday.html' title='Fairly A Normal Monday. . .'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-4722033571378614515</id><published>2010-03-27T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:53:18.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SimplestFormOfLove  `|'/><title type='text'>ICC Charity Concert with a blend of Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>Today I had to wake up early, &lt;br /&gt;As there was a concert that I had to attend. .&lt;br /&gt;The ICC Charity Concert 2010,&lt;br /&gt;Which was held in HGH Hall, Sentul . . &lt;br /&gt;4 of my friends are following me there,&lt;br /&gt;So we met up at my place at 8.30am, &lt;br /&gt;And then continued our journey there,&lt;br /&gt;Using public transport. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, &lt;br /&gt;Clearly, we are waiting for the bus. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha. . xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip the travel part,&lt;br /&gt;Which has nothing much to talk about,&lt;br /&gt;And then, we've reached Sentul, &lt;br /&gt;And it took us another 10-15minutes, &lt;br /&gt;To walk to the HGH Hall, which was neartby to the LRT station. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after lining up,&lt;br /&gt;Getting our tickets checked in,&lt;br /&gt;And we are in the hall. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a big hall,&lt;br /&gt;You guys should know that this hall,&lt;br /&gt;Is famous for conducting marriages and serving real high-class foods. .&lt;br /&gt;So, it was quite an honour to actually be in the hall,&lt;br /&gt;But not because that whoever's getting married. . &lt;br /&gt;Haha. . xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the concert started,&lt;br /&gt;There were quite a few local-featured-artistes there,&lt;br /&gt;Can't really rmbr their names though. . &lt;br /&gt;Haha, :D. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many performances were held, &lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed most? The modern dance category. .&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, is was kinda cool watching them throwing all their moves,&lt;br /&gt;Here and there, everywhere. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;Breakdancing, hiphop, contemporary, &lt;br /&gt;Wow, I interested, seriously. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert had end,&lt;br /&gt;We met with some schoolmates there,&lt;br /&gt;And there 5 of us separated,&lt;br /&gt;For 2 of us 5 have to go back earlier,&lt;br /&gt;So they followed those friends back. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Heng, Edward and I were left alone. . &lt;br /&gt;So we had to make our way back. . &lt;br /&gt;Off we go, re-tracing back our steps the way we came here. . &lt;br /&gt;After 40 minutes of walking, sitting, and. . walking, and sitting. .&lt;br /&gt;We arrived back in Taman Desa. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;A sigh of relieve. . &lt;br /&gt;We went to a nearby mamak for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;It was already 3.30pm!!&lt;br /&gt;Wat a day. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going back home,&lt;br /&gt;I juz got informed that today all of the ppl are having Earth Hour!&lt;br /&gt;So I think to myself. . Hmm, wat to do. .&lt;br /&gt;At that same time, another bunch of my friends agreed on grabbing dinner together,&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to join them. .&lt;br /&gt;We drove to OUG, at at restaurant 88,&lt;br /&gt;RM148. . Omg. . 10 ppl share. .&lt;br /&gt;So expensive.. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least Earth Hour was over. . &lt;br /&gt;Haha. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-4722033571378614515?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/4722033571378614515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/03/icc-charity-concert-with-blend-of-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4722033571378614515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4722033571378614515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/03/icc-charity-concert-with-blend-of-earth.html' title='ICC Charity Concert with a blend of Earth Hour'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-2984331635303617272</id><published>2010-03-26T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T21:12:34.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six.Crazy.Ours.Of.Our.Life.</title><content type='html'>Recently this week,&lt;br /&gt;Our school has taken part in the volleyball tournament,&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, our school will be the host of the competition,&lt;br /&gt;Meaning that our school will be the place where all other different schools,&lt;br /&gt;Will meet up and compete against one another. .&lt;br /&gt;For the past couple of years,&lt;br /&gt;Our school has stayed consecutive champs for that whole time. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that is going to change this year,&lt;br /&gt;In the end, our school suffered defeat in the semi-finals,&lt;br /&gt;At least we still got 3rd place. .&lt;br /&gt;With 2 schools above us,&lt;br /&gt;Which is 'Royal Military College' and 'Victoria Institution',&lt;br /&gt;They both played good volleyball,&lt;br /&gt;So there's no complaining about the lost any further. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is,&lt;br /&gt;When the competition is underway,&lt;br /&gt;We, students aren't suppose to loiter around the corridor to watch the game,&lt;br /&gt;But, in the end we found ourselves ignoring teacher's order,&lt;br /&gt;And went outta class and give our school team all the support. .&lt;br /&gt;Well, teachers have to understand as well, &lt;br /&gt;That our volleyball is one of the sport our school excel at. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha, xD. .&lt;br /&gt;Hope there's no teacher reading this though. . O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting that aside,&lt;br /&gt;I went for my BK class today, &lt;br /&gt;And found out that there'll be test nxt 2 weeks!! x_x&lt;br /&gt;10 chapters of it. . Wa. . "Death"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that,&lt;br /&gt;2mrw I'll be attending a concert called the 'ICC' concert,&lt;br /&gt;So called to be an annual concert that is always being held,&lt;br /&gt;This means that Interact Clubs from all over K.L.,&lt;br /&gt;Will be present in this concert, I think. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, school this week was. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;Nah, not gonna post bout school this week. . &lt;br /&gt;Crazy stuff happening. .&lt;br /&gt;So is it in Facebook!! O.o. . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-2984331635303617272?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/2984331635303617272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/03/sixcrazyoursofourlife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2984331635303617272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2984331635303617272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/03/sixcrazyoursofourlife.html' title='Six.Crazy.Ours.Of.Our.Life.'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-7440675041978180707</id><published>2010-03-18T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:44:59.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Sherm . . .</title><content type='html'>Well, the following is specially for my bro in Aussie. . &lt;br /&gt;Hey, bro. . I kinda understand ur situation there now. .&lt;br /&gt;Adults probably won't. . &lt;br /&gt;But dad says that u have to stay focused on ur studies 1st man. . &lt;br /&gt;Romance can come second. .&lt;br /&gt;I mean, C'mon. . Life will be soooooo much easier after u succeed. .&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be honest, Dad is freakin' concerned u know??&lt;br /&gt;He's always so proud of you, &lt;br /&gt;Being the most intelligent one amongst us three,&lt;br /&gt;You are almost there,&lt;br /&gt;Might as well win the battle right?&lt;br /&gt;Dun do unnecessary stuff that will lead to unwanted troubles, alright?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of trouble, look for God. .&lt;br /&gt;For He is always beside you, keep in contact with Him, man. .&lt;br /&gt;For he will always help u in times of trouble. . &lt;br /&gt;U can do it for I trust in you, Sherman Tan Say Huang!!&lt;br /&gt;Love, -Justin-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-7440675041978180707?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/7440675041978180707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-sherm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/7440675041978180707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/7440675041978180707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-sherm.html' title='Dear Sherm . . .'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-8920767506293300119</id><published>2010-03-12T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:42:08.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogoya Night</title><content type='html'>Back to blogging! &lt;br /&gt;This year, my class had been added by 2 new members,&lt;br /&gt;That's Shu Jun and Elora Fam, &lt;br /&gt;After a couple of months,&lt;br /&gt;4s2 welcomed them and got to know them better. .&lt;br /&gt;Elora's a nice girl, but Shu Jun. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my first sight, he looked like some lazy kid,&lt;br /&gt;But after I got to know him and realised his situation,&lt;br /&gt;I find that he's a guy that values friendship. .&lt;br /&gt;As in SERIOUSLY values it. .&lt;br /&gt;After he joined our gang, &lt;br /&gt;Meaning 'gang' = group of friends that always hang out in skul. .&lt;br /&gt;He started treating us to lunch and stuff like that. . &lt;br /&gt;Okay, that at first, was kinda cool. .&lt;br /&gt;Understand that he would like spending time with friends more. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as time goes by,&lt;br /&gt;And Chinese New Year had passed,&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly he came over and asked, &lt;br /&gt;Would you all like to go Jogoya?&lt;br /&gt;For a buffet?&lt;br /&gt;We were like, are u serious???&lt;br /&gt;He nodded. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then words started flying around,&lt;br /&gt;After few days passed,&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone in skul knew about it!&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh. . I got to ask him these question. .&lt;br /&gt;'I know u want to hang out with us more, but Jogoya? tak mahal ke?'&lt;br /&gt;He answered, 'What I have is money'&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was like, =.=" Zha dou. . &lt;br /&gt;Got money go save up in your account la. . &lt;br /&gt;Got money dunno use meh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aduih, anyways, it was he that wanted it, &lt;br /&gt;So I won't interfere.. &lt;br /&gt;As he spent time organising and inviting classmates,&lt;br /&gt;As many as 14 of us went. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, that night came,&lt;br /&gt;All of us faced the terrible traffic jam,&lt;br /&gt;On our way to StarHill Hotel. .&lt;br /&gt;After half an hour, all of us met up there. .&lt;br /&gt;After paying the bill, &lt;br /&gt;Which was like RM1200, if I'm not wrong. . &lt;br /&gt;We went straight in. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z0gVx7MfI/AAAAAAAAATs/CvClRM67RDI/s1600-h/SL700403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z0gVx7MfI/AAAAAAAAATs/CvClRM67RDI/s320/SL700403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448498485650993650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it was my first time there. . &lt;br /&gt;I was astonished by that place. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z0hM4CyyI/AAAAAAAAAT0/-GhoUb5jjAg/s1600-h/SL700410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z0hM4CyyI/AAAAAAAAAT0/-GhoUb5jjAg/s320/SL700410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448498500440607522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z0hg75N1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/_y8S4hClRbU/s1600-h/SL700412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z0hg75N1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/_y8S4hClRbU/s320/SL700412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448498505825466194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z0iVIzK4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/n3A-Z3Lzrk4/s1600-h/SL700413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z0iVIzK4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/n3A-Z3Lzrk4/s320/SL700413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448498519838239618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z0jEtHVLI/AAAAAAAAAUM/LsbPDCegZP8/s1600-h/SL700414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z0jEtHVLI/AAAAAAAAAUM/LsbPDCegZP8/s320/SL700414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448498532607022258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z59mEU9_I/AAAAAAAAAUU/XZ_zGX12Pic/s1600-h/SL700415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z59mEU9_I/AAAAAAAAAUU/XZ_zGX12Pic/s320/SL700415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448504485797492722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z5-RpQb6I/AAAAAAAAAUc/QUlm08c5W_Y/s1600-h/SL700416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z5-RpQb6I/AAAAAAAAAUc/QUlm08c5W_Y/s320/SL700416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448504497495109538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbagai-bagai makanan was served there. . &lt;br /&gt;Omgosh. . Can't wait to start!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z5--TpzII/AAAAAAAAAUk/fZJDPobZNIQ/s1600-h/SL700417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z5--TpzII/AAAAAAAAAUk/fZJDPobZNIQ/s320/SL700417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448504509484092546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z5_iU7aLI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rZDBC7CFPbs/s1600-h/SL700418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z5_iU7aLI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rZDBC7CFPbs/s320/SL700418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448504519153117362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z6AEQKsJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/COyUMFA8sDs/s1600-h/SL700419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z6AEQKsJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/COyUMFA8sDs/s320/SL700419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448504528259952786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S52p_oM6vYI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DZK2iYfFP80/s1600-h/SL700420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S52p_oM6vYI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DZK2iYfFP80/s320/SL700420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448698034776620418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone had came,&lt;br /&gt;We started, &lt;br /&gt;I didn't know either how to take or which to take first. . &lt;br /&gt;But luckily, some of my friends filled me in with details,&lt;br /&gt;And I started filling my stomach. . Wakaka. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S52qAFrF37I/AAAAAAAAAVE/bcqoXtJVkNQ/s1600-h/SL700422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S52qAFrF37I/AAAAAAAAAVE/bcqoXtJVkNQ/s320/SL700422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448698042687807410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S520uj4KlSI/AAAAAAAAAVs/qv3H_PW1qqI/s1600-h/SL700455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S520uj4KlSI/AAAAAAAAAVs/qv3H_PW1qqI/s320/SL700455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448709836185965858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started eating at 7pm, &lt;br /&gt;Our timeframe was until 10pm+&lt;br /&gt;So in that time given,&lt;br /&gt;We can juz munch in any amount of food we wanted. . &lt;br /&gt;Here comes the good part,&lt;br /&gt;We registered as VIP, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S520tjgaMNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/NnJKI-_nyEw/s1600-h/SL700438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S520tjgaMNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/NnJKI-_nyEw/s320/SL700438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448709818906456274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get to eat some dishes that are lebih canggih. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S52qBHdgtwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/sktRguXnNe8/s1600-h/SL700431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S52qBHdgtwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/sktRguXnNe8/s320/SL700431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448698060347586306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S52qAhpBNOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Aj1YrIENFYU/s1600-h/SL700430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S52qAhpBNOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Aj1YrIENFYU/s320/SL700430.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448698050195305698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat eat eat. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S52qBzfjscI/AAAAAAAAAVc/0VL5A8gJLAM/s1600-h/SL700435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S52qBzfjscI/AAAAAAAAAVc/0VL5A8gJLAM/s320/SL700435.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448698072167330242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcoholic. . xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is nearing 9.45pm,&lt;br /&gt;And I decided to take a break,&lt;br /&gt;So I called some of my friends to go out the restaurant and walk around,&lt;br /&gt;As I wanted to take some pictures. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S520vY3WGII/AAAAAAAAAV0/-kU8QKXe-6Y/s1600-h/SL700463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S520vY3WGII/AAAAAAAAAV0/-kU8QKXe-6Y/s320/SL700463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448709850409605250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S520wJux73I/AAAAAAAAAV8/_-AbcpmLgc4/s1600-h/SL700471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S520wJux73I/AAAAAAAAAV8/_-AbcpmLgc4/s320/SL700471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448709863527018354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S520xS4WDuI/AAAAAAAAAWE/zuCORsFvaIM/s1600-h/SL700482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S520xS4WDuI/AAAAAAAAAWE/zuCORsFvaIM/s320/SL700482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448709883162922722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S54wmhXZQCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/484kH1JkeUA/s1600-h/SL700492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S54wmhXZQCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/484kH1JkeUA/s320/SL700492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448846037514534946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;StarHill Hotel, very nice place!&lt;br /&gt;Wished if I owned it. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went from floor to floor,&lt;br /&gt;But most of our pictures are taken at the lift. . &lt;br /&gt;Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;After taking pictures,&lt;br /&gt;We returned to the restaurant, &lt;br /&gt;And found that the other bunch of friends are STILL eating!&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh, how much can they eat. .&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure,&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Wang is a good/big eater!!&lt;br /&gt;Man, he's capacity is like 40GB. . -.-". . &lt;br /&gt;The way he keeps swallowing. . &lt;br /&gt;Wah. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time is up, we left the place and separated,&lt;br /&gt;My friends who were going back together, including me,&lt;br /&gt;Continued to smap photos as we make our way out. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S54wnsTw4fI/AAAAAAAAAWU/-K2v1C1JRZU/s1600-h/SL700497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S54wnsTw4fI/AAAAAAAAAWU/-K2v1C1JRZU/s320/SL700497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448846057631965682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S54wodyMkVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/t246VL3YIWk/s1600-h/SL700508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S54wodyMkVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/t246VL3YIWk/s320/SL700508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448846070912946514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: - Two Is Better Than One - :.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others, I dunno them. . Hehe. . &lt;br /&gt;And we were on our way home. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-8920767506293300119?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/8920767506293300119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/03/jogoya-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/8920767506293300119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/8920767506293300119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/03/jogoya-night.html' title='Jogoya Night'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S5z0gVx7MfI/AAAAAAAAATs/CvClRM67RDI/s72-c/SL700403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-7857536669709350301</id><published>2010-03-09T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:50:33.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time Since Then. . . . . .</title><content type='html'>Argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's really been a long time since I've blogged. . &lt;br /&gt;Sry for that. . &lt;br /&gt;My main reasons was maybe that I'm very busy or plain lazy. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha. . &lt;br /&gt;Well, for the CH trip I'll juz leave that behind. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on so far,&lt;br /&gt;I have juz finished my 1st terms,&lt;br /&gt;And as the results are coming back,&lt;br /&gt;It's quite satisfying so far,&lt;br /&gt;Juz need to really bulk up on mostly every single subject . . &lt;br /&gt;=.=". .&lt;br /&gt;Things have to change,&lt;br /&gt;Attitudes have to change as well. .&lt;br /&gt;That's one BIG challenge for me. . &lt;br /&gt;Haihz, tips? Anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-scheduling, Re-scheduling, Re-scheduling . .&lt;br /&gt;Can't seem to draft out my weekly plans. . &lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be juz flowing randomly,&lt;br /&gt;But in the end it still works out. .&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta remove that 'last-minute' attitude that I have. .&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I guess that this is it for this post. . &lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened during my day. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-7857536669709350301?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/7857536669709350301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-time-since-then.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/7857536669709350301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/7857536669709350301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-time-since-then.html' title='Long Time Since Then. . . . . .'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-1275952101900559020</id><published>2010-02-22T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:58:39.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Day in CH</title><content type='html'>Blog for Thursday(18/02/10)&lt;br /&gt;Morning ‘Cats and Dogs’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- went to the market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KJv_pdOcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ZU_mmfK1kOY/s1600-h/SL700281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KJv_pdOcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ZU_mmfK1kOY/s320/SL700281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441062757449152962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- damn cold, can see smoke coming out from my mouth as I breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- saw this cool souvenirs, bought it. . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KJyZikE6I/AAAAAAAAASU/Md44Wnqh0Tk/s1600-h/SL700285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KJyZikE6I/AAAAAAAAASU/Md44Wnqh0Tk/s320/SL700285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441062798759302050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- couldn’t stand that chill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ask dad to bring me back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Saw another cool car. . Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KJx9BFKEI/AAAAAAAAASM/WIBvoa7po9Y/s1600-h/SL700284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KJx9BFKEI/AAAAAAAAASM/WIBvoa7po9Y/s320/SL700284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441062791102670914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KJxbQ8OqI/AAAAAAAAASE/rE9ASFSnE7s/s1600-h/SL700283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KJxbQ8OqI/AAAAAAAAASE/rE9ASFSnE7s/s320/SL700283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441062782042389154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KJwpqEgRI/AAAAAAAAAR8/OpruFo6B5i8/s1600-h/SL700282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KJwpqEgRI/AAAAAAAAAR8/OpruFo6B5i8/s320/SL700282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441062768726016274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Took photos of scenery and got a few of myself, haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- At the balcony, as I was taking photos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KQTrgpCbI/AAAAAAAAASk/h3w2ereEk9M/s1600-h/SL700300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KQTrgpCbI/AAAAAAAAASk/h3w2ereEk9M/s320/SL700300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441069967588526514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KQTPKvO-I/AAAAAAAAASc/U9-GUdNDOJs/s1600-h/SL700297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KQTPKvO-I/AAAAAAAAASc/U9-GUdNDOJs/s320/SL700297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441069959980465122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There was this orange coloured plastic bag, that flew out of a neighbour’s apartment, as it flew, it got carried by the wind, up high it went, kinda surprised me that a plastic bag can float that high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KQUVrGkZI/AAAAAAAAASs/PID7KvkDskw/s1600-h/SL700302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KQUVrGkZI/AAAAAAAAASs/PID7KvkDskw/s320/SL700302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441069978906694034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KQVCNhEFI/AAAAAAAAAS0/eTm1KhA5n44/s1600-h/SL700303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KQVCNhEFI/AAAAAAAAAS0/eTm1KhA5n44/s320/SL700303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441069990862196818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KQV64wnjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/-PgPNL0p_Jg/s1600-h/SL700304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KQV64wnjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/-PgPNL0p_Jg/s320/SL700304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441070006075956786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Well that’s pretty much for today. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Signing out. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-1275952101900559020?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/1275952101900559020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/third-day-in-ch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1275952101900559020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1275952101900559020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/third-day-in-ch.html' title='Third Day in CH'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4KJv_pdOcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ZU_mmfK1kOY/s72-c/SL700281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-2685233820648046600</id><published>2010-02-21T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T12:31:28.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Day In Counting(CH)</title><content type='html'>(17/02/10) - Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite fun. .&lt;br /&gt;But it was just the beginning of it. .&lt;br /&gt;Today was, here comes the fun part. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing of the day, &lt;br /&gt;Was of course breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, had 4 slices of bread with ‘Ba Ga ‘ and Fried Eggs. .&lt;br /&gt;After that, as promised,&lt;br /&gt;Dad headed down to the golf-course, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4APN4GMxDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JA7bRKrqXto/s1600-h/SL700238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4APN4GMxDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JA7bRKrqXto/s320/SL700238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440365080934663218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess this is my time alone. .&lt;br /&gt;As dad gets it swinging on the fairway. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4APMvh66xI/AAAAAAAAAOs/cJ13dZjIEfs/s1600-h/SL700236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4APMvh66xI/AAAAAAAAAOs/cJ13dZjIEfs/s320/SL700236.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440365061455145746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily they have a WiFi zone at the lobby,&lt;br /&gt;After an hour, I noticed that my laptop’s battery is dead. .&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a power socket. .&lt;br /&gt;There ya’ are!! A nearby waiter came over,&lt;br /&gt;And told me that yesterday they had a black-out,&lt;br /&gt;So there’s no current. .&lt;br /&gt;-.-“. . Such timing. .&lt;br /&gt;So I had to go upstairs, &lt;br /&gt;Which current is supplied by another power box,&lt;br /&gt;Charged my laptop there, &lt;br /&gt;But sadly it was outside the WiFi zone. . @@&lt;br /&gt;Have to go up and down. . –What ‘nice’ service. . . –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wait for my dad, &lt;br /&gt;I also got to walk around the golf club. .&lt;br /&gt;Saw this rack of brochures about all the tourists hotspots,&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AknkPM2ZI/AAAAAAAAARk/Z882ILXez0Y/s1600-h/SL700317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AknkPM2ZI/AAAAAAAAARk/Z882ILXez0Y/s320/SL700317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440388612024490386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get my hands on each and every one of them. . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, something else caught my attention there,&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that 3-quarters of the people there are mainly Japanese. .&lt;br /&gt;The secretary even told me that the Japanese even formed an association here,&lt;br /&gt;The JSGA, “The Japanese Senior Golfer’s Association”,&lt;br /&gt;Which always play every alternative day from Monday. .&lt;br /&gt;Putting that aside,&lt;br /&gt;As I walk around, &lt;br /&gt;I can even hear their conversation, &lt;br /&gt;But didn’t understand the whole thing,&lt;br /&gt;I just really love their accent and their dialect,&lt;br /&gt;Their ‘exaggerating’ reaction and also their passion on just about everything. .&lt;br /&gt;There was this newly wedded couple that just arrived at the club,&lt;br /&gt;After they got off the car,&lt;br /&gt;They were joined with a total of 6 children!&lt;br /&gt;Twin-sisters, 2 younger sisters, 2 brothers; one of them was just a few months old.&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh~ However they managed it. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, they had 2 maids as well. .&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that’ll ease their burden. . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I saw dad walking back from his 18-hole spree,&lt;br /&gt;Then he went to the changing room to take a bath. . &lt;br /&gt;As I was waiting, I saw this Malay caddie talking to an old Japanese man,&lt;br /&gt;Later did I know that he was 80 years old. .&lt;br /&gt;As they chatted, it made my think, &lt;br /&gt;Everyone will turn old one day. .&lt;br /&gt;It’s just the matter of time. .&lt;br /&gt;And I just flashed through time and thought,&lt;br /&gt;Once we die, *snaps finger*, That’s All. .&lt;br /&gt;‘Game Over’. .&lt;br /&gt;Haihz. . Life’s unexpecting-ly so very short. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When dad came out,&lt;br /&gt;I was back from the ‘future-sight’,&lt;br /&gt;Whew*. .&lt;br /&gt;And then dad took me to the cafeteria upstairs,&lt;br /&gt;He also gave me a brief history-telling about THAT cafeteria,&lt;br /&gt;That it was THE ONE, back then, selling their famous dish,&lt;br /&gt;The ‘Char Kuey Teow’. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Dad can remember it by detail. .&lt;br /&gt;So he treated me to lunch (in a way). .&lt;br /&gt;After eating it, &lt;br /&gt;Dad said it tasted weird, and he peeped into the kitchen,&lt;br /&gt;And saw that the chef has changed,&lt;br /&gt;No longer the skilled-chef that cooked THE ‘Char Kuey Teow’. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, Dad decided to bring me to the next town,&lt;br /&gt;Brinchang. .&lt;br /&gt;As we go further up,&lt;br /&gt;We also stopped by a strawberry farm,&lt;br /&gt;And got to see the potted plants grow and see them being harvested. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4APP5fPyPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_uTb6MAabMA/s1600-h/SL700250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4APP5fPyPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_uTb6MAabMA/s320/SL700250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440365115667892466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AZhGscmhI/AAAAAAAAAQc/lRI6NyM0lCo/s1600-h/SL700262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AZhGscmhI/AAAAAAAAAQc/lRI6NyM0lCo/s320/SL700262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440376406386973202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we also stopped by an agriculture plantation farm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AZfRXfqaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2udoFHa5wvc/s1600-h/SL700261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AZfRXfqaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2udoFHa5wvc/s320/SL700261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440376374892145058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to take a few shots of the different varieties of plants there. .&lt;br /&gt;Flowers for your valentine, perhaps??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4APO5aHzWI/AAAAAAAAAO8/O-2MnGJjIGo/s1600-h/SL700249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4APO5aHzWI/AAAAAAAAAO8/O-2MnGJjIGo/s320/SL700249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440365098466528610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a cactus, -.-“ what are you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AZdDfi4FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/oOhyKfjkN7U/s1600-h/SL700259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AZdDfi4FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/oOhyKfjkN7U/s320/SL700259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440376336808075346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini-alpine tree. . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AVID1aVqI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Q9qQK_tJPeE/s1600-h/SL700252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AVID1aVqI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Q9qQK_tJPeE/s320/SL700252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440371578076026530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our National Flower, Hibiscus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AVJZbNmXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WMo9nT5IdU8/s1600-h/SL700255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AVJZbNmXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WMo9nT5IdU8/s320/SL700255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440371601051588978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cactuses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AVKiXU8fI/AAAAAAAAAP0/e5nQj0xkK9A/s1600-h/SL700258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AVKiXU8fI/AAAAAAAAAP0/e5nQj0xkK9A/s320/SL700258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440371620631081458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AVKMsGuPI/AAAAAAAAAPs/s72HkK8uqtA/s1600-h/SL700257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AVKMsGuPI/AAAAAAAAAPs/s72HkK8uqtA/s320/SL700257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440371614812649714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AkoU50UzI/AAAAAAAAARs/_DJrHsxw--U/s1600-h/SL700256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AkoU50UzI/AAAAAAAAARs/_DJrHsxw--U/s320/SL700256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440388625088140082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this one’s odd. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4APQ46G0lI/AAAAAAAAAPM/WyNo6QT2MQY/s1600-h/SL700251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4APQ46G0lI/AAAAAAAAAPM/WyNo6QT2MQY/s320/SL700251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440365132691984978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are called ‘Flower-Cactuses’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AZeSTkifI/AAAAAAAAAQE/thOA5DjdCqg/s1600-h/SL700260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AZeSTkifI/AAAAAAAAAQE/thOA5DjdCqg/s320/SL700260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440376357964253682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most interesting of all, &lt;br /&gt;The ‘Bonsai’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AZgdgaZEI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2KiOUW02GmU/s1600-h/SL700264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AZgdgaZEI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2KiOUW02GmU/s320/SL700264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440376395330643010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s a plant from China. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we continued our journey,&lt;br /&gt;Dad saw this piece of land that is being excavated by heavy machineries,&lt;br /&gt;And he said development is going to corrupt Cameron Highlands, &lt;br /&gt;Eventually, mother nature will suffer and show effects like this,&lt;br /&gt;Soil erosion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AVI6e2q_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/QU3l0T0fP1A/s1600-h/SL700253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AVI6e2q_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/QU3l0T0fP1A/s320/SL700253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440371592745364466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was angry, being caught up in an unusual traffic jam,&lt;br /&gt;He lost patience and turned back,&lt;br /&gt;Said he’ll bring me up 2mrw morning. .&lt;br /&gt;So I said ‘Oh, okay then. .’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, Dad took me to this playground,&lt;br /&gt;He tried to remind me of the old times,&lt;br /&gt;Where my brothers and I used to enjoy playing in. .&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, memories came back. .&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgic as it seems, &lt;br /&gt;I can actually imagine 3 of us brothers still playing there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AkkzG9NFI/AAAAAAAAARM/sluJvrbr-jo/s1600-h/SL700274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AkkzG9NFI/AAAAAAAAARM/sluJvrbr-jo/s320/SL700274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440388564476834898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, weird eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AklucicPI/AAAAAAAAARU/kRwm6EwfgFQ/s1600-h/SL700275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AklucicPI/AAAAAAAAARU/kRwm6EwfgFQ/s320/SL700275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440388580405047538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending that moment standing in the middle of the playground,&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go back to the car,&lt;br /&gt;Dad told me there used to be a crystal-clear, flowing river here,&lt;br /&gt;But now it has change completely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AfJEtTYkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jvTBbAPwROo/s1600-h/SL700272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AfJEtTYkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jvTBbAPwROo/s320/SL700272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440382590606598722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pollution, pollution, pollution. .&lt;br /&gt;Aikz!!&lt;br /&gt;But there was more one thing dad told me,&lt;br /&gt;To determine how historical a place can be,&lt;br /&gt;Is to see the trees nearby and feel its texture. .&lt;br /&gt;For only a tree can tell you how old that particular place can be. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AfJ1o67dI/AAAAAAAAARE/YNSpIB1Vx1Y/s1600-h/SL700273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AfJ1o67dI/AAAAAAAAARE/YNSpIB1Vx1Y/s320/SL700273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440382603741556178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the playground, &lt;br /&gt;Dad brought me to a place where we’d always visit,&lt;br /&gt;When we come to Cameron Highlands,&lt;br /&gt;A place called ‘The Smokehouse”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AfFY4R4lI/AAAAAAAAAQk/I6SxctZ1X2s/s1600-h/SL700266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AfFY4R4lI/AAAAAAAAAQk/I6SxctZ1X2s/s320/SL700266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440382527301870162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to take a picture as well. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AfHUleXOI/AAAAAAAAAQs/6DtnjfW4d_E/s1600-h/SL700268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AfHUleXOI/AAAAAAAAAQs/6DtnjfW4d_E/s320/SL700268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440382560508992738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this you can tell how old it is. . Lolz. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AfIPAEsfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/kNobEkyumt8/s1600-h/SL700270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4AfIPAEsfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/kNobEkyumt8/s320/SL700270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440382576189813234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me!! XD&lt;br /&gt;For your information, &lt;br /&gt;‘The Smokehouse’ has been here since the British conquered ‘Tanah Melayu’,&lt;br /&gt;History konon!&lt;br /&gt;The fees for a room for one night, &lt;br /&gt;Can reach to RM800! Just to sleep in ‘Historyland’. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to Heritage. .&lt;br /&gt;And was told by the valet guy,&lt;br /&gt;That the hotel lobby has WiFi service!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah~&lt;br /&gt;Quickly went there and went online. .&lt;br /&gt;Did my facebook stuff, checked my luck XD. .&lt;br /&gt;And skype-d one of my friends. .&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Xiang who was busy playing his Element TD. . -.-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I would take a walk around the hotel in the evening,&lt;br /&gt;The environment, fresh and cool air, &lt;br /&gt;Clear skies, quiet surroundings, soothes my soul. .&lt;br /&gt;This is peace. . Ahhhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;And enjoyed the twilight. .&lt;br /&gt;There was a few leng lui’s there as well though. . But didn’t take notice. .&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. .&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied by my camera,&lt;br /&gt;I snapped what there is to snap. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4Akmmd28QI/AAAAAAAAARc/B67U6FjvPmI/s1600-h/SL700277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4Akmmd28QI/AAAAAAAAARc/B67U6FjvPmI/s320/SL700277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440388595442970882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this picture, dunno why. . &gt;.&lt;   (Best!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the room,&lt;br /&gt;Found out that the gas tank has been used up,&lt;br /&gt;So dad has to go to a nearby convenience store,&lt;br /&gt;To purchase a new one. .&lt;br /&gt;After buying, I have to help him carry it up, 20kg on my hands. . -.-“&lt;br /&gt;Damn heavy, after realizing the gas tank was damaged,&lt;br /&gt;Carried it back down, 20kg. .&lt;br /&gt;Went to exchange it, back at the hotel, 20kg again.. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, did I mentioned, from G-floor up to the highest floor which was 3-floor, and only can use the stairs.. Tangan patah orh. .  &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it worked! &lt;br /&gt;Dad made home cooked meal,&lt;br /&gt;As usual, he would say the same thing bout home cooked food,&lt;br /&gt;Because they provide more nutrients. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha, same sentence. .&lt;br /&gt;Well that’s all for today. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-2685233820648046600?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/2685233820648046600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/second-day-in-countingch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2685233820648046600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2685233820648046600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/second-day-in-countingch.html' title='Second Day In Counting(CH)'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S4APN4GMxDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JA7bRKrqXto/s72-c/SL700238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-4405446944006257786</id><published>2010-02-17T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:59:37.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Cameron Highlands(1st Day)</title><content type='html'>(16/02/10)- Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Last night I packed hurriedly as Dad reminded me,&lt;br /&gt;Today we are going on a trip to Cameron Highlands. .&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts like ‘Haiyo, must go meh?’ came to my mind. .&lt;br /&gt;But dad encouraged me to go, &lt;br /&gt;As we haven’t been there for around 5 years. .&lt;br /&gt;Well, accommodations there are totally free,&lt;br /&gt;Unless we bought something from the outside. .&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, hotel rooms and bills are all supported,&lt;br /&gt;By a close friend of my father’s, Uncle Leow. . &lt;br /&gt;He’s the architect of the apartment, so that’s why,&lt;br /&gt;We got that place for free. . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after we prepared all the stuff that were to be brought there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36W_hsjATI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PECs-4voW7Q/s1600-h/SL700149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36W_hsjATI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PECs-4voW7Q/s320/SL700149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439951418031276338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loaded it into the car. . &lt;br /&gt;While dad did a quick-check on the car engine and stuff. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36XAsmVSAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/AFkiZTkncBY/s1600-h/SL700151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36XAsmVSAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/AFkiZTkncBY/s320/SL700151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439951438137870338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we’re off!&lt;br /&gt;Time Check : 10.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;As dad was driving,&lt;br /&gt;I slept, as usual. .  XD&lt;br /&gt;We’ve finally reached a signboard that says ‘Cameron Highlands-32km’&lt;br /&gt;@@, Whoa, I thought reach ad, but. . 32km??? Wth~ &lt;br /&gt;Time Check : 11.45am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that sign, we continued uphill,&lt;br /&gt;Small particles of memories rekindled in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;As I remembered going up this very hill,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36XBfXu77I/AAAAAAAAAKM/nU0rFU8fQP4/s1600-h/SL700166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36XBfXu77I/AAAAAAAAAKM/nU0rFU8fQP4/s320/SL700166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439951451766845362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going round and round, &lt;br /&gt;'You Spin My Head Right Round,Right Round. . . '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36XB6XZP9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/kqt7hV3dpJc/s1600-h/SL700170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36XB6XZP9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/kqt7hV3dpJc/s320/SL700170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439951459013181394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was still a baby, I think. . =)&lt;br /&gt;Look at that waterfall!!&lt;br /&gt;There were many people that entered it as well though. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36XCu_fFhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/W8p0q1Uqwh8/s1600-h/SL700164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36XCu_fFhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/W8p0q1Uqwh8/s320/SL700164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439951473139979794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little hope of mine got stronger after seeing another road-sign,&lt;br /&gt;Cameron Highlands, Dad said ‘Don’t worry, we’ll reach there in a moment.’&lt;br /&gt;Faith and excitement rose after hearing those words,&lt;br /&gt;Questions like ‘Are we there yet??’ slowly fade out in my mind. .&lt;br /&gt;And finally! We’ve reached the first town in Cameron Highlands!&lt;br /&gt;Ringlet. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36cwRusQFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/eyLI5mp5Hok/s1600-h/SL700175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36cwRusQFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/eyLI5mp5Hok/s320/SL700175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439957753117032530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36cyzhbNtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/OydZ8QlrwuU/s1600-h/SL700177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36cyzhbNtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/OydZ8QlrwuU/s320/SL700177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439957796547933906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36cxSn46UI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Re0voSUD_ls/s1600-h/SL700174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36cxSn46UI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Re0voSUD_ls/s320/SL700174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439957770536806722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Check : 01.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Elapsed time : 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;After exiting Ringlet,&lt;br /&gt;We continued journeying,&lt;br /&gt;And then we saw the famous, ‘Bharat-Cameron Tea Plantations’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36czvGYyrI/AAAAAAAAAK8/6vm_wYoeWec/s1600-h/SL700180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36czvGYyrI/AAAAAAAAAK8/6vm_wYoeWec/s320/SL700180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439957812540656306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad told me that this has been here since a long time ago,&lt;br /&gt;He also said that they used to give out free tea here,&lt;br /&gt;But now, it costs RM2 for that cup of tea. .&lt;br /&gt;But at least going into the plantation for tea, is totally free. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36c0YbnnyI/AAAAAAAAALE/uISjlWm-0eQ/s1600-h/SL700184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36c0YbnnyI/AAAAAAAAALE/uISjlWm-0eQ/s320/SL700184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439957823635562274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36qzNlbkhI/AAAAAAAAALk/OxaDvwzRx4Y/s1600-h/SL700187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36qzNlbkhI/AAAAAAAAALk/OxaDvwzRx4Y/s320/SL700187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439973196706845202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a big fan of tea, but ‘Hello, tea!~’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36qu93W7tI/AAAAAAAAALM/r9X4MaFgWcE/s1600-h/SL700185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36qu93W7tI/AAAAAAAAALM/r9X4MaFgWcE/s320/SL700185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439973123767594706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having our noses stucked with the scent of fresh tea,&lt;br /&gt;We left that place. .&lt;br /&gt;And oh, did I said that the temperature then was already chilly. .&lt;br /&gt;Look! BMW bike, super cool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36qv2k6-SI/AAAAAAAAALU/HkApbrXAkTA/s1600-h/SL700188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36qv2k6-SI/AAAAAAAAALU/HkApbrXAkTA/s320/SL700188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439973138991085858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I had one of them. . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36qw17r3jI/AAAAAAAAALc/r9yZyNKCLIQ/s1600-h/SL700189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36qw17r3jI/AAAAAAAAALc/r9yZyNKCLIQ/s320/SL700189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439973155997998642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up! Second town! Tanah Rata(Land)&lt;br /&gt;Still have no idea why they named this place ‘Tanah Rata’,&lt;br /&gt;-.-“. .&lt;br /&gt;Dad said that somehow coincidencely they named it. .&lt;br /&gt;So let it be. . Hehe. .&lt;br /&gt;And, our hotel! Heritage Hotel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36q1Fq5c1I/AAAAAAAAALs/_6NAMIkn8vE/s1600-h/SL700192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36q1Fq5c1I/AAAAAAAAALs/_6NAMIkn8vE/s320/SL700192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439973228942029650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36360Qg-EI/AAAAAAAAAM0/i3qB7lQsZ-Y/s1600-h/SL700210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36360Qg-EI/AAAAAAAAAM0/i3qB7lQsZ-Y/s320/SL700210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439987620998346818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, haven’t been here in a long long time!&lt;br /&gt;Although the design of that place,&lt;br /&gt;Makes me think like I’ve seen it before. . &lt;br /&gt;Dad parks near the lobby area and checks-in. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36yFVPuo4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/XSZFcRTYQrM/s1600-h/SL700195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36yFVPuo4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/XSZFcRTYQrM/s320/SL700195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439981204582343554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36yGfIJEiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/FVMow914Abs/s1600-h/SL700196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36yGfIJEiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/FVMow914Abs/s320/SL700196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439981224414745122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the keys, and off we go to our room!&lt;br /&gt;Block ‘Dharta’ Room 16. .&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the names means, &lt;br /&gt;And wherever it came from. . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36yHG9lrpI/AAAAAAAAAME/-L1C9mShlA0/s1600-h/SL700198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36yHG9lrpI/AAAAAAAAAME/-L1C9mShlA0/s320/SL700198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439981235107901074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool! We got the top floor!&lt;br /&gt;Look at the fridge! Like snow. .&lt;br /&gt;Haven’t seen snow before. . So correct me if this is how it looks like. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36yJMV3PtI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2Qu8FdyQ9Mo/s1600-h/SL700200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36yJMV3PtI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2Qu8FdyQ9Mo/s320/SL700200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439981270911631058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the balcony,&lt;br /&gt;Great view, gotta admit that. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36yIAaXPbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/b11dedZaYec/s1600-h/SL700201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36yIAaXPbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/b11dedZaYec/s320/SL700201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439981250529410482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heritage Hotel was recently extended,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36-DWXdYOI/AAAAAAAAANs/Q0PDCtBRRpY/s1600-h/SL700204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36-DWXdYOI/AAAAAAAAANs/Q0PDCtBRRpY/s320/SL700204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439994364662997218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which looked much nicer!&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought that we’re entering that hotel. . &lt;br /&gt;Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;After settling in,&lt;br /&gt;Dad had to visit the golf-course,&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere he went, first thing that’s a ‘must-see’&lt;br /&gt;Are the golf-courses. .&lt;br /&gt;-.-“, I had to follow him. .&lt;br /&gt;When we reached, dad was astonished,&lt;br /&gt;He said that the place looked much different now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3634m9xGfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/3hN8TkTx-o4/s1600-h/SL700206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3634m9xGfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/3hN8TkTx-o4/s320/SL700206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439987583070312946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said it was a single-storey building before,&lt;br /&gt;After asking the receptionist,&lt;br /&gt;We were acknowledged that the place had just been officially opened last week!&lt;br /&gt;7th February, Whoa, what a timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3635Wvm7FI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nQ11hcDMBKg/s1600-h/SL700207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3635Wvm7FI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nQ11hcDMBKg/s320/SL700207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439987595895827538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going around the new golf club,&lt;br /&gt;Something caught dad’s attention,&lt;br /&gt;And it was this tree,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3636JBAgjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/FroKYX4QVtY/s1600-h/SL700208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3636JBAgjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/FroKYX4QVtY/s320/SL700208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439987609390580274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad said it had been here for more than 30 years!&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. . &lt;br /&gt;Well, dad says he’s gonna come here for golf 2mrw morning. .&lt;br /&gt;Guess that means I have to come too. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the hotel,&lt;br /&gt;Which was around 6.30pm,&lt;br /&gt;I decide to take a walk around the hotel,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta say, there were quite a lot of other people there as well. .&lt;br /&gt;Leng Lui also got leh~&lt;br /&gt;Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;Something there that I couldn’t possibly miss,&lt;br /&gt;The sunset. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S368BFag0WI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZQINJ0l_4io/s1600-h/SL700213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S368BFag0WI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZQINJ0l_4io/s320/SL700213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439992126729408866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I was in time to snap a photo of it. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37Caw9OemI/AAAAAAAAAN0/qxlYWmE6yuo/s1600-h/SL700220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37Caw9OemI/AAAAAAAAAN0/qxlYWmE6yuo/s320/SL700220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439999164984228450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was getting kinda dark, &lt;br /&gt;So I returned to the hotel,&lt;br /&gt;And went to the balcony,&lt;br /&gt;Getting the view of twilight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37CcEgVjyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/fSWWCooXOlY/s1600-h/SL700221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37CcEgVjyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/fSWWCooXOlY/s320/SL700221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439999187411636002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S368CLxR8tI/AAAAAAAAANU/3q5bxvJKWG4/s1600-h/SL700224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S368CLxR8tI/AAAAAAAAANU/3q5bxvJKWG4/s320/SL700224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439992145615385298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3637neXatI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yq5fvsJUJBo/s1600-h/SL700212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3637neXatI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yq5fvsJUJBo/s320/SL700212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439987634746649298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wind blows*, &lt;br /&gt;Temperature dropping, &lt;br /&gt;It’s getting to night-time, &lt;br /&gt;Which was also a time, &lt;br /&gt;Temperature is at it’s lowest. .&lt;br /&gt;Dad was reading the newspaper, &lt;br /&gt;While I was on my laptop,&lt;br /&gt;No WiFi at my room, &lt;br /&gt;But I have to go to the lobby if I wanted to go online. .&lt;br /&gt;Dad read this article bout a fisherman,&lt;br /&gt;He caught a ‘monster’. .&lt;br /&gt;Well, informations from words are converted faster with pictures. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37Cc3XwsMI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zaExxxX0XRc/s1600-h/SL700234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37Cc3XwsMI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zaExxxX0XRc/s320/SL700234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439999201065873602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caption was ‘ The Bigger The Better ‘ &lt;br /&gt;Read more bout it! Today’s newspaper. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, guess that’s it for my first day in Cameron Highlands. .&lt;br /&gt;One thing, temperature here isn’t as I’d expected in KL. . XD&lt;br /&gt;Well, managed to post this much today. .&lt;br /&gt;Uploading the photos eat a lot of time. . &lt;br /&gt;I'll post the others a.s.a.p.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-4405446944006257786?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/4405446944006257786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/trip-to-cameron-highlands1st-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4405446944006257786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/4405446944006257786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/trip-to-cameron-highlands1st-day.html' title='Trip to Cameron Highlands(1st Day)'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S36W_hsjATI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PECs-4voW7Q/s72-c/SL700149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-928401861167748289</id><published>2010-02-15T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:39:10.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY campur Valentine's Day. .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jBlWmL4nI/AAAAAAAAAHc/KVgAYHL0uGo/s1600-h/SL700111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jBlWmL4nI/AAAAAAAAAHc/KVgAYHL0uGo/s320/SL700111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438309397514936946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Happy CNY and Valentine's Day to all readers!!&lt;br /&gt;Blog-ed kinda late though. . Hehe. .&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to this blended event happening on the same day. .&lt;br /&gt;Scientific facts says that the next day that these 2 events will clash,&lt;br /&gt;(CNY and Valentine's Day) together,&lt;br /&gt;Is in the next 38 years. .&lt;br /&gt;Cool, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't praise me for being smart, LOLZ,&lt;br /&gt;I was told by a fren.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my day started not actually with a 'BOOM!',&lt;br /&gt;But beating of drums from the next door neighbour,&lt;br /&gt;Which hires a team of lion dancers to perform at their car porch,&lt;br /&gt;This happens every year, no fail!&lt;br /&gt;But this time, it's just a bit earlier. .&lt;br /&gt;Wake up call, kononnya -.-"&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and got a chance to watched them jump from platforms to platforms,&lt;br /&gt;Which was quite cool. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3i8z4jPPfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/sRfqsaw7D60/s1600-h/SL700099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3i8z4jPPfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/sRfqsaw7D60/s320/SL700099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438304149589409266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3i8zBGAmhI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cD8FrJaLje4/s1600-h/SL700098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3i8zBGAmhI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cD8FrJaLje4/s320/SL700098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438304134702864914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3i8ym3zirI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kUkZN5FiO3A/s1600-h/SL700097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3i8ym3zirI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kUkZN5FiO3A/s320/SL700097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438304127663966898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting prepared for the day,&lt;br /&gt;All of us was quite late to start the visiting. .&lt;br /&gt;Cause of our beds, which is still cozy up until now. . Hehe. . &lt;br /&gt;Off we go, we're on our way. .&lt;br /&gt;We saw this truck carrying a big balloon,&lt;br /&gt;I found it interesting and snapped a photo of it. . Haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3i80SM8gWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/CLeUZwqwCSw/s1600-h/SL700100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3i80SM8gWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/CLeUZwqwCSw/s320/SL700100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438304156475228514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what does it contain?&lt;br /&gt;5 seconds for you to answer that,&lt;br /&gt;FAILED! Too slow, XD. .&lt;br /&gt;*Science Flashback*&lt;br /&gt;It contains the lightest gas called 'Helium',&lt;br /&gt;And it is also the gas which is least possible to combust easily unlike Hydrogen. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha. . That's enough for today, Class dismissed~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached our 1st rendervous point which was at O.U.G., &lt;br /&gt;We got a chance to take some photos with my family. .(Dad's side)&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, one of us three brothers are missing. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jGkmDPkbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kdGXjx4zagw/s1600-h/SL700101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jGkmDPkbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kdGXjx4zagw/s320/SL700101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438314882041614770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting, we all went to the Ampang,&lt;br /&gt;Which was the place that we'll all celebrate CNY,&lt;br /&gt;After having lunch there,&lt;br /&gt;All the male were called to the dinning table,&lt;br /&gt;To 'Lou-Sang',&lt;br /&gt;It's a dish called 'Yi-Sang',&lt;br /&gt;Said to, if you 'Lou-Yi-Sang',&lt;br /&gt;Prosperity will be given to you. .&lt;br /&gt;Cool, eh?? Let's get started!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jBlN5xGxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ffGxukCI3YE/s1600-h/SL700110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jBlN5xGxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ffGxukCI3YE/s320/SL700110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438309395181148946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jBkjQ52WI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Vr464u0r-Dk/s1600-h/SL700109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jBkjQ52WI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Vr464u0r-Dk/s320/SL700109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438309383735466338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jBkN4whGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BLqVAYi1q4s/s1600-h/SL700108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jBkN4whGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BLqVAYi1q4s/s320/SL700108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438309377997046882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jBjttAM_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/qIW0mlBmsAM/s1600-h/SL700106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jBjttAM_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/qIW0mlBmsAM/s320/SL700106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438309369357808626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At approximately 4.30pm,&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go to Seremban to visit the in-laws,&lt;br /&gt;But dad forgot to bring his hp, and had to go home to take it. .&lt;br /&gt;When we reached, I saw this cool car parked right in front of our house. .&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, 1st time seeing a Mazda RX-8, &lt;br /&gt;Haha. . Here are the snapshots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jGluaDg2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/OeAtIxJXLxM/s1600-h/SL700113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jGluaDg2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/OeAtIxJXLxM/s320/SL700113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438314901464646498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jGlMIqTaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IrLmXCiMB_Y/s1600-h/SL700112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jGlMIqTaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IrLmXCiMB_Y/s320/SL700112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438314892264885666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dad got his phone, &lt;br /&gt;And we're off, this time Nick's driving. .&lt;br /&gt;It'll be a long road ahead,&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get the headphones and the MP3 player,&lt;br /&gt;To keep myself occupied in the car, rather than sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;Which I still did. . &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jGmBOt2JI/AAAAAAAAAH8/NncMnKpAxPg/s1600-h/SL700116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jGmBOt2JI/AAAAAAAAAH8/NncMnKpAxPg/s320/SL700116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438314906517362834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed-by Mom's Memorial Park, but didn't went in to visit her. .&lt;br /&gt;It's at Nilai Memorial Park. .&lt;br /&gt;Well, May God continue taking great care of her,&lt;br /&gt;As I know that mom is happy. .&lt;br /&gt;Love you~ Mom. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jGmclRTPI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6wPO3Co59_o/s1600-h/SL700117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jGmclRTPI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6wPO3Co59_o/s320/SL700117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438314913859718386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after 35 minutes of 120km/hr,&lt;br /&gt;Which was Nick's average speed. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha, even I took note of that. .&lt;br /&gt;We reached Grandma's place!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jW26Q7BOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3MFFmoYlDhI/s1600-h/SL700118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jW26Q7BOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3MFFmoYlDhI/s320/SL700118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438332788891387106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing that welcomed me to her house was that barking of her dogs. .&lt;br /&gt;Last time I recalled, there was 14 of them, including new-borned puppies,&lt;br /&gt;But now there're only six of them. . &lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe they sold it away. . &lt;br /&gt;Hehe. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jbU5B2aWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qHs19jKYBzc/s1600-h/SL700125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jbU5B2aWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qHs19jKYBzc/s320/SL700125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438337702002321762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jbUKhZn_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/737Qb-mxjGc/s1600-h/SL700124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jbUKhZn_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/737Qb-mxjGc/s320/SL700124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_543833768951&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jW41RXyRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/H2RTdIUtJm0/s1600-h/SL700123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jW41RXyRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/H2RTdIUtJm0/s320/SL700123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438332821910833426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jW4iclZoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/VCjplz-dOQ4/s1600-h/SL700122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jW4iclZoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/VCjplz-dOQ4/s320/SL700122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438332816857589378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jW3-XpNpI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PMe6_0DZM5w/s1600-h/SL700121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jW3-XpNpI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PMe6_0DZM5w/s320/SL700121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438332807173191314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jW3nuFm_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/w57Wb8_tmWg/s1600-h/SL700120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jW3nuFm_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/w57Wb8_tmWg/s320/SL700120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438332801093311474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating the super-early dinner, &lt;br /&gt;Which was their 'tradition' in Seremban. .&lt;br /&gt;To eat at 6pm, whoa*,&lt;br /&gt;Like what? 4 hours after my lunch??&lt;br /&gt;Haha. . Boleh tahan la. .&lt;br /&gt;Besides the great homecooked food,&lt;br /&gt;The active furred-animals, &lt;br /&gt;That I liked bout my hometown . .&lt;br /&gt;There was another thing that I kinda enjoy,&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I'm winning though. . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jbVq4xREI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_SpGuC_hJK0/s1600-h/SL700129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jbVq4xREI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_SpGuC_hJK0/s320/SL700129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438337715386008642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An activity called gambling. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha. . Look, I was this lucky in 'BlackJack'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jbWI5M8RI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iKoFm1v6Alw/s1600-h/SL700130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jbWI5M8RI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iKoFm1v6Alw/s320/SL700130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438337723440886034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, I tried on a singlet given by my aunt. .&lt;br /&gt;Tried to pose, failed. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jbWkrMVcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EBlxVvZJ1tE/s1600-h/SL700134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jbWkrMVcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EBlxVvZJ1tE/s320/SL700134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438337730898318786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. . Not a good poser. . Lol. .&lt;br /&gt;Well this is the end of my day. .&lt;br /&gt;All was about CNY, &lt;br /&gt;Guess it's can be a 'Singles-Valentine's-Day' to me. . XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-928401861167748289?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/928401861167748289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-campur-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/928401861167748289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/928401861167748289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-campur-valentines-day.html' title='CNY campur Valentine&apos;s Day. .'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3jBlWmL4nI/AAAAAAAAAHc/KVgAYHL0uGo/s72-c/SL700111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-1078823245480614709</id><published>2010-02-13T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:24:00.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day Of School Before CNY. . .</title><content type='html'>I'm typing this now.. Lolz,&lt;br /&gt;Quite late because of my lazi-ness. . Paiseh~&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'm still here, XD. .&lt;br /&gt;It has been raining these few days,&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times were at night,&lt;br /&gt;Well, natural air-cond. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;Got my best nights of sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, going to school,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that 2mrw will be the start of the holidays,&lt;br /&gt;Desperation of wanting the school bell to ring more fast and often,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the last bell,&lt;br /&gt;The joyful sound the ressembles, School's Out!! XD&lt;br /&gt;Although it's the last day to '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' school,&lt;br /&gt;But many students didn't come to school, -.-" Lolz. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, talking bout the lessons,&lt;br /&gt;Because of the coming holidays,&lt;br /&gt;Even some of the teachers are absent,&lt;br /&gt;Sadly but true, 3 of our scheduled subject teachers,&lt;br /&gt;Are those of the teachers that are absent. .&lt;br /&gt;This was happy news for the Chemistry teacher,&lt;br /&gt;Who really likes to teach, and seems very free all the time. .&lt;br /&gt;She decided to fill in those 5 periods including her own 2 Chemistry periods. .&lt;br /&gt;My classmates were like, *Omg, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2hrs and a half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of Chemistry?? I'd rather die*&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but luckily, her periods were included with some fun experiments. .&lt;br /&gt;Example, the heating and cooling of Napthalene. .&lt;br /&gt;This experiment was so fun, but my group failed it twice. . XD&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we still got the results we wanted. .&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the cool stuff, when I was cleaning up the apparatus,&lt;br /&gt;I took the liquid-formed napthalene and poured it into the sink,&lt;br /&gt;As I turned on the water and poured it,&lt;br /&gt;The water mixed with the napthalene, and it solidified within seconds!!&lt;br /&gt;It became like a piece of glass-like substance. .&lt;br /&gt;I was like, *Whoa!!*&lt;br /&gt;Skip the further exaggerating. . Hehe. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the last few periods of Friday,&lt;br /&gt;Some crazy guys in our class somehow got mad,&lt;br /&gt;They played a game that what looked like a 4-player 'one-two-juice',&lt;br /&gt;But this was in their version,&lt;br /&gt;The losers get to unbutton one button, and winners get to recover a button,&lt;br /&gt;If all buttons are opened, they have to round the whole class. .&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the teacher went out ad. .&lt;br /&gt;But the others in the class were like,&lt;br /&gt;"Seriously, these guys memang crazy. ."&lt;br /&gt;Final round, loser has to walk &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of class &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;topless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, even I also don't wanna see, no abs pun. .&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk tsk, those that are with nicer bodies in class,&lt;br /&gt;Haven't even made a sound,&lt;br /&gt;Then those with 'spare-tyres' already strip. .&lt;br /&gt;Wth. . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday~,&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of enjoyment,&lt;br /&gt;And it's also CNY eve. .&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my friends went back to their hometowns. .&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going back to Seremban, my hometown 2mrw. .&lt;br /&gt;So today I'll be home all day. .&lt;br /&gt;As I was helping my dad clean the house a little,&lt;br /&gt;I found out that my house actually had an attic. . Paiseh~&lt;br /&gt;Lived in this house for 16 years,&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang baru tau ada attic. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, that square-like thing, leads to the attic. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3axVvlzHGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5mdjP9I0S4o/s1600-h/SL700072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3axVvlzHGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5mdjP9I0S4o/s320/SL700072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437728587206827106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After helping dad move something called "Fibre-Glass",&lt;br /&gt;He told me not to contact it, as it can cause irritation. .&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I had to be careful. . Hehe. .&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;clumsy sometimes. . XD&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dad told me to have early dinner, &lt;br /&gt;So I helped out preparing a bit, &lt;br /&gt;We had chicken rice! Home-cooked!! Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3axW-3RJcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EAh-GroE5Yk/s1600-h/SL700085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3axW-3RJcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EAh-GroE5Yk/s320/SL700085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437728608486499778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was even free enough to take some pictures,&lt;br /&gt;Of these mouth-watering dishes, &lt;br /&gt;Haha, guys, please focus on those meat weyyyyy, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3axWPcwqJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/U6-EDE6eUr4/s1600-h/SL700084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3axWPcwqJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/U6-EDE6eUr4/s320/SL700084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437728595758852242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealous leh?? XD. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3axXVMM3gI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8qLtdNS2BZA/s1600-h/SL700094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3axXVMM3gI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8qLtdNS2BZA/s320/SL700094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437728614479879682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's raining again. .&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, *chilled*. .&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this is where I'll stop for the day. .&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to blog as often as possible! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Try my best. . XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, before I forget, Happy CNY and Valentine's Day to all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-1078823245480614709?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/1078823245480614709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-day-of-school-before-cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1078823245480614709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1078823245480614709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-day-of-school-before-cny.html' title='Last Day Of School Before CNY. . .'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S3axVvlzHGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5mdjP9I0S4o/s72-c/SL700072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-546512974904508019</id><published>2010-02-07T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T01:24:06.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Love And To Be Loved'/><title type='text'>Departure Of A Beloved Friend And Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27aJ5XgR5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/re5mM77yhBk/s1600-h/SL700065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27aJ5XgR5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/re5mM77yhBk/s320/SL700065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435521663835850642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;After yesterday night's crazy party. .&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that today, 7th February is a day,&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted for it to arrive. .&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day where my eldest bro,Sherman is leaving to Australia. .&lt;br /&gt;He's going there to continue pursuing his studies,&lt;br /&gt;Taking the basic degree of Architecture at a university called RMIT,&lt;br /&gt;Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27aJ5XgR5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/re5mM77yhBk/s1600-h/SL700065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27aJ5XgR5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/re5mM77yhBk/s320/SL700065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435521663835850642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Sigh*,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To face this moment,&lt;br /&gt;When we were on our way to the KLIA terminal, &lt;br /&gt;I was totally blank in my mind. .&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't think of anything to speak of. .&lt;br /&gt;The car was filled with silence. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27eMTfv2qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YW7PQN_T-Mk/s1600-h/SL700055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27eMTfv2qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YW7PQN_T-Mk/s320/SL700055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435526103255997090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the terminal, it was 12.15pm,&lt;br /&gt;And Sherm's flight is at 1.20pm. .&lt;br /&gt;I helped him with his luggages to a trolley and went in with him first,&lt;br /&gt;As dad needs to park his car. .&lt;br /&gt;So we went on in and find the check-in counters. .&lt;br /&gt;We were like, 'Is this the place?'&lt;br /&gt;And then, Sherm was busy looking for a string or tape,&lt;br /&gt;To keep one of his baggage save. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27eNsodaMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/CcrQ9JIyck4/s1600-h/SL700057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27eNsodaMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/CcrQ9JIyck4/s320/SL700057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435526127183292610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I saw dad walking in with rapid footsteps,&lt;br /&gt;Glancing around looking for two of his boys. .&lt;br /&gt;I waved at him, and he saw us. .&lt;br /&gt;After he lead us to the counter-check counters,&lt;br /&gt;We have to queue up and wait for our turn to register. .&lt;br /&gt;Two of Sherm's friend came as well. .&lt;br /&gt;So kind of them,&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;True Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I guess =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27eM9quSeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/b4SrEj4_Y2I/s1600-h/SL700056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27eM9quSeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/b4SrEj4_Y2I/s320/SL700056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435526114576320994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made me jealous was that mostly of Sherm's friends,&lt;br /&gt;Including Sherm, owned a&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;DSLR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;( a very very geng camera )&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, when I saw those zoom lenses. .&lt;br /&gt;I was like **** Okay, enough. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After registering, it was time for him to go through the scanners,&lt;br /&gt;And at that point, we had to part ways. . Sob*&lt;br /&gt;We took some pictures first,&lt;br /&gt;And then Sherm hugged me and said,&lt;br /&gt;'Take Care of your dad',&lt;br /&gt;And I agreed. .&lt;br /&gt;Bye Sherm. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27eOmp_KyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Z5ZaGjsYCQc/s1600-h/SL700061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27eOmp_KyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Z5ZaGjsYCQc/s320/SL700061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435526142758955810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck in your &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pursuing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; your &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dreams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God bless you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and protect you all the way. .&lt;br /&gt;Love, -Justin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27eOCWQy1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/BE1AdlplGEc/s1600-h/SL700059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27eOCWQy1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/BE1AdlplGEc/s320/SL700059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435526133012548434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-546512974904508019?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/546512974904508019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/departure-to-beloved-friend-and-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/546512974904508019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/546512974904508019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/departure-to-beloved-friend-and-brother.html' title='Departure Of A Beloved Friend And Brother'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S27aJ5XgR5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/re5mM77yhBk/s72-c/SL700065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-5409427113544711445</id><published>2010-02-07T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T10:33:20.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Gotong-Royong SMKTD 2010</title><content type='html'>Today is the day of cleaning-up for our school, &lt;br /&gt;Hari Gotong-Royong has come. .&lt;br /&gt;Firstly we were all gathered at the assembly hall,&lt;br /&gt;We continued back to class for the first three period of lessons,&lt;br /&gt;Which was PJK for my class! Yipeeeeeeeee =)&lt;br /&gt;After the third period,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bell rang.. *******&lt;br /&gt;We have to gather back at the assembly hall,&lt;br /&gt;And here's where we divide ourselves according to labels given,&lt;br /&gt;Orange, Yellow, and Green. .&lt;br /&gt;But I was neither. . =(&lt;br /&gt;That's why those who don't have any stickers are suppose to stay in class. .&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, cleaning up our own class!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, didn't sound fun though. . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, everyone that stayed back in class were all getting to their poses,&lt;br /&gt;For the Moral Project, &lt;br /&gt;which required them to take pictures of themselves,&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning up something. . Lolz. .&lt;br /&gt;So I might as well join the crowd! Hahax. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got serious after that,&lt;br /&gt;After I got my friends to start the cleaning,&lt;br /&gt;We were almost done in an hour!&lt;br /&gt;We wiped the windows,&lt;br /&gt;Wiped the fan, swept the floor, threw the rubbish,&lt;br /&gt;Emptied the rubbish basket,&lt;br /&gt;And also arranged the tables. .&lt;br /&gt;We used our extra time taking pictures,&lt;br /&gt;But I realised that my camera didn't store the images,&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!?! Omg. . All those great photos I took,&lt;br /&gt;Gone~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Sry guys, I know that you all spent a hard time &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;posing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. . &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;This mistake won't repeat itself again. .&lt;br /&gt;I give you my word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was just the beginning of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Today was also Ken Hung's Bday, Jun Wen's in the next three days,&lt;br /&gt;But they were celebrating it together. .&lt;br /&gt;After school's out,&lt;br /&gt;Jun Wen's group went to Midvalley to purchase fresh ingredients,&lt;br /&gt;For preparing the salad and spaghetti they planned,&lt;br /&gt;I told them to inform me when they get back, &lt;br /&gt;But I didn't get any informations,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they went ahead without me. . T-T&lt;br /&gt;I tried to join them as soon as possible. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S24heuXB5gI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6CE21yhHSS4/s1600-h/SL700043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S24heuXB5gI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6CE21yhHSS4/s320/SL700043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435318612007183874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are good cooks! Their salad looked &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;GREAT!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Spaghetti tasted better than &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ever!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Jun Wen, Brian and Joshua Liow. .XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S24gcxH4W3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/qMXfUW1y8Fg/s1600-h/SL700049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S24gcxH4W3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/qMXfUW1y8Fg/s320/SL700049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435317478877584242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was trying to get to them,&lt;br /&gt;Rain poured down (at this time?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;So I ran as fast as I could,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, in the rain. . Lolz. .&lt;br /&gt;When I reached their doorsteps,&lt;br /&gt;Smell of spaghetti salad and spaghetti cabonara,&lt;br /&gt;Filled my stomach with both excitement and hunger. . &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to taste it. . XD&lt;br /&gt;But there was still one little problem,&lt;br /&gt;'How are we gonna transport the food to the venue?'&lt;br /&gt;It was still raining. .&lt;br /&gt;So Brain had to make sacrifices in asking his mom,&lt;br /&gt;But luckily his mom agreed to take us there. .&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot Brian. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Ken's group were having trouble starting the fire as well,&lt;br /&gt;As you can see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S24kUYCLSwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yf1_V1ZyzqY/s1600-h/SL700053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S24kUYCLSwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yf1_V1ZyzqY/s320/SL700053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435321732750330626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;Party was supposed to start at 6pm, &lt;br /&gt;BBQ started at 7.30pm,&lt;br /&gt;We started eating at 8pm. .&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, little mishap on the schedule there. . &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, most importantly, &lt;br /&gt;We fill our stomaches and have fun!&lt;br /&gt;Forget the bad stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;And cherish the good ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't took much of the barbeque though,&lt;br /&gt;Was quite full at that time. .&lt;br /&gt;But definitely I drank a lot,&lt;br /&gt;There was this extra flavouring, called 'Gin'&lt;br /&gt;That they said 'tasted good' and 'blends in with whatever you drink',&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to take some of it, &lt;br /&gt;At was okay at start,&lt;br /&gt;But as I continued drinking more of it, &lt;br /&gt;Ppl started looking at me and said,&lt;br /&gt;'Justin, are u drunk?'&lt;br /&gt;I said 'No!' I'm perfectly fine!&lt;br /&gt;By then, Mun Hoi comes in and, 'Shhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;So I remained silent. . &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S24kTq5icRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v7XPnvqrVi8/s1600-h/SL700052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S24kTq5icRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v7XPnvqrVi8/s320/SL700052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435321720634503442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all had eaten, &lt;br /&gt;Here comes the cake!&lt;br /&gt;After the song was sang,&lt;br /&gt;We each had a sliced of the cakes. .&lt;br /&gt;And some went off to play bball,&lt;br /&gt;But was called back to help clean up. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning up,&lt;br /&gt;We went back home with tired bodies,&lt;br /&gt;But happy-filled hearts. . XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-5409427113544711445?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/5409427113544711445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/hari-gotong-royong-smktd-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5409427113544711445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5409427113544711445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/02/hari-gotong-royong-smktd-2010.html' title='Hari Gotong-Royong SMKTD 2010'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S24heuXB5gI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6CE21yhHSS4/s72-c/SL700043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-1323241158318524272</id><published>2010-01-30T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:58:19.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross-Country Of SMKTD 2010</title><content type='html'>Was supposed to do this yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;But sadly a terrible headache struck me,&lt;br /&gt;After walking under that rain, XD&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm blogging now, &lt;br /&gt;So here it goes. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th of January,&lt;br /&gt;A day that I've been waiting for,&lt;br /&gt;And be very excited about. .&lt;br /&gt;Has come. .&lt;br /&gt;It is the Cross-country race of SMKTD Year 2010,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm one of the top runers, &lt;br /&gt;(not to be boasting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, I car-pooled JunYan's car to school,&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we'd be in school by 6.50am. . &lt;br /&gt;When the first bell rang, both sessions,&lt;br /&gt;Morning and afternoon, were gathered at the assembly hall,&lt;br /&gt;It was chaos! And very noisy!&lt;br /&gt;Prefects were having a really hard time trying to cool things down. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After things settled down,&lt;br /&gt;The assembly began with our own National Anthem. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Negaraku. . . .&lt;/span&gt; (Well, you know the lyrics) XD&lt;br /&gt;After that, a short briefing was given to us,&lt;br /&gt;About the cross-country later. .&lt;br /&gt;Well, skipping the craps,&lt;br /&gt;Bla-bla-bla, then bla-bla-bla. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I was standing at the starting line,&lt;br /&gt;Pandemonium struck as I was standing at this very spot,&lt;br /&gt;Last year, and that very thought ended up making me,&lt;br /&gt;The champion for year 2009. .&lt;br /&gt;But this year, my thoughts changed. .&lt;br /&gt;It was somewhat different. .&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why, &lt;br /&gt;But maybe it was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;anxiety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;Which never occured to me, EVER. .&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;competition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;between me and my rivals,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;consistency &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of staying in the race,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;determination &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of winning the race,&lt;br /&gt;And also, the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;support &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of my friends. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S2QsIakl6II/AAAAAAAAAEc/19pXRYsvdks/s1600-h/17931_1316355901542_1010047250_976339_3365325_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S2QsIakl6II/AAAAAAAAAEc/19pXRYsvdks/s320/17931_1316355901542_1010047250_976339_3365325_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432515573599037570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Horn sounds~~~~~*,&lt;br /&gt;Boom!! Off we go, &lt;br /&gt;I started the race with a boost,&lt;br /&gt;Sprinting as fast as I could,&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, &lt;br /&gt;Have to conserve energy for later as well. .&lt;br /&gt;After I distant myself from the group,&lt;br /&gt;I saw this indian guy sprinting as well,&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to run behind him,&lt;br /&gt;As he was cutting open a path for me, XD&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly without notice, he STOPPED,&lt;br /&gt;And there I go,&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected that he would stop without slowing down,&lt;br /&gt;Knocked into him, &lt;br /&gt;Well, I pushed him aside and I nearly fell onto the road,&lt;br /&gt;And my head nearly hit a car which was parked beside the road,&lt;br /&gt;That accident, for me, that was it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone. .&lt;br /&gt;The race isn't mine. .&lt;br /&gt;But without thinking any further,&lt;br /&gt;I got up to my feet and started to run again,&lt;br /&gt;Something in my mind was forcing me. .&lt;br /&gt;That accident halved both my stamina and strength. .&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, the injury of my leg started to show,&lt;br /&gt;The pain in leg was overwhelming,&lt;br /&gt;But I endured it, ignoring both pain and exhaustion,&lt;br /&gt;Bearing that postive thought in my mind. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I Can Do It!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued running, and from time to time,&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of giving up also came to my mind,&lt;br /&gt;And at this one spot,&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to just quit. .&lt;br /&gt;But I saw one of my friends,&lt;br /&gt;Who were stationed at one of the checkpoints,&lt;br /&gt;Saying "Justin, you can do it!"&lt;br /&gt;Cheering me on to go the further distance,&lt;br /&gt;Pushing me to put in extra effort. .&lt;br /&gt;And that was like an adrenaline-boost for me. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S2QsIDPGWTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sx1lkotz06s/s1600-h/17180_1190805449547_1210701999_30448513_7897326_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S2QsIDPGWTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sx1lkotz06s/s320/17180_1190805449547_1210701999_30448513_7897326_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432515567334873394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran like there was no tomorrow, &lt;br /&gt;And trying to get as close to the leader as I can,&lt;br /&gt;At the final checkpoint,&lt;br /&gt;Although I was tired, but I had to force my legs to run faster. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was I, reaching the finishing line, &lt;br /&gt;And found out that I got 2nd place. .&lt;br /&gt;The first thought that came to my mind was,&lt;br /&gt;Haihz, frustration and anger. .&lt;br /&gt;After my friend came over and talked it over. .&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, 'Yeah, it's okay. .'&lt;br /&gt;Second is also good, as long I did my best. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess sometimes things may not turn out,&lt;br /&gt;The way I want it to be. .&lt;br /&gt;As long I do my best, results will show,&lt;br /&gt;The same way you struggle through,&lt;br /&gt;It will be as how you work for it. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-1323241158318524272?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/1323241158318524272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/cross-country-of-smktd-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1323241158318524272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1323241158318524272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/cross-country-of-smktd-2010.html' title='Cross-Country Of SMKTD 2010'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S2QsIakl6II/AAAAAAAAAEc/19pXRYsvdks/s72-c/17931_1316355901542_1010047250_976339_3365325_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-6087258746307940925</id><published>2010-01-26T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:01:43.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Posers XD'/><title type='text'>Joycelyn's Farewell ParTay...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S18C8J--zfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ftgSmz_vrC8/s1600-h/19966_267009843935_695133935_3235461_76380611_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S18C8J--zfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ftgSmz_vrC8/s320/19966_267009843935_695133935_3235461_76380611_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431062908127596018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, which was ths 23rd of January,&lt;br /&gt;Joycelin had a farewell party at her restaurant. .&lt;br /&gt;Tons of invites were given through Facebook. .&lt;br /&gt;JunYan, Joshua and I went there earlier,&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to start at 7.30pm,&lt;br /&gt;But to avoid the 'coming-late' that happened the last time,&lt;br /&gt;We decided to come earlier than everyone! XD&lt;br /&gt;We were the second group there. .&lt;br /&gt;Hoe Kei and her gang was already there when we reached. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S18C8ekR3pI/AAAAAAAAAEM/koXO9N34zMw/s1600-h/21580_1187614249769_1210701999_30442393_34085051_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S18C8ekR3pI/AAAAAAAAAEM/koXO9N34zMw/s320/21580_1187614249769_1210701999_30442393_34085051_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431062913652743826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, before everyone was present, &lt;br /&gt;Joycelin gave the order, 'You guys can start eating now. .'&lt;br /&gt;Most of us wanted to wait for all the others to reach first, &lt;br /&gt;But in the end, we still went and get the food. .&lt;br /&gt;Food. . It was great! Mouth-filling deliciously tasty!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, okay, enough exaggerating. .&lt;br /&gt;The whole room was filled,&lt;br /&gt;6 big tables, FULL HOUSE!! Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S18C79aAUfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WrzPYnl7slM/s1600-h/18537_275209106906_787371906_3376903_4991254_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S18C79aAUfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WrzPYnl7slM/s320/18537_275209106906_787371906_3376903_4991254_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431062904751280626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After filling our stomachs,&lt;br /&gt;With the second-round( if u know what i meant ). .&lt;br /&gt;I got this crazy idea when I was playing Mun Hoi's phone (SE W995),&lt;br /&gt;I pressed the "Camera" button, &lt;br /&gt;And I started snapping pics,&lt;br /&gt;Then I voiced out to my table,&lt;br /&gt;Which was only guys, I said,&lt;br /&gt;Would you all like to take some pictures??&lt;br /&gt;Awkward as it seems, they all agreed! Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, guys. . Posing. . =X&lt;br /&gt;And so, we went around the area,&lt;br /&gt;Find some angles and then POSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, of course, I was the photographer. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha, a creative one too!!&lt;br /&gt;We took pics, took pics and took pics. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha, we all had a great time doing stupid poses. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S18C7geltRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IiAgot1r-p4/s1600-h/18537_275198631906_787371906_3376539_442651_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S18C7geltRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IiAgot1r-p4/s320/18537_275198631906_787371906_3376539_442651_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431062896985879826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the objective of this party is to wish someone farewell,&lt;br /&gt;As it is called a 'Farewell Party',&lt;br /&gt;LOL. .&lt;br /&gt;Not only Joycelin's leaving to overseas to pursue her studies,&lt;br /&gt;Fong Yun and Andrew is going too,&lt;br /&gt;Well, all I can do is to wish them all the best,&lt;br /&gt;Persevere and strive forward and continue to do your best!&lt;br /&gt;God bless, and definitely, I will surely miss you all! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S18C7f6IylI/AAAAAAAAADs/6YNXslQpi3U/s1600-h/18537_275190796906_787371906_3376486_6023050_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S18C7f6IylI/AAAAAAAAADs/6YNXslQpi3U/s320/18537_275190796906_787371906_3376486_6023050_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431062896832989778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, my leg is acting kinda weird lately,&lt;br /&gt;Woke up the other morning and found out the my leg is paining,&lt;br /&gt;Causing my serious trouble walking,&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just found out to cause to the problem today,&lt;br /&gt;So, it should be able to recover rapidly, &lt;br /&gt;As I really want to join the upcoming school event,&lt;br /&gt;Called the 'Merentas Desa',&lt;br /&gt;It's a jogathon, in three day's time!&lt;br /&gt;And also an event which I can't miss!!&lt;br /&gt;So, to the readers,&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me and hope that I'll recover soon~&lt;br /&gt;Thx. . XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-6087258746307940925?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/6087258746307940925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/joycelyns-farewell-partay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/6087258746307940925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/6087258746307940925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/joycelyns-farewell-partay.html' title='Joycelyn&apos;s Farewell ParTay...'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S18C8J--zfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ftgSmz_vrC8/s72-c/19966_267009843935_695133935_3235461_76380611_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-7973619632075684197</id><published>2010-01-23T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T12:56:18.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Love And To Be Loved'/><title type='text'>Quotes Of Love, and my views. .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S1nJ2W5xwcI/AAAAAAAAADk/Lacd8g3AbYM/s1600-h/1210326787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S1nJ2W5xwcI/AAAAAAAAADk/Lacd8g3AbYM/s320/1210326787.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429592761469878722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love usually comes with saying 'I Love You' to the one you love and hold dearest. .&lt;br /&gt;People would say that love is needed in every person's Life. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, is not just a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;Love, is a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you make to love that person,&lt;br /&gt;And love them in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;any situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;So that you may grow in each other. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love, is not to look at one another,&lt;br /&gt;But it is to look &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;In the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;same direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, yet &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, requires &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;unconditional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feelings,&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;grows deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; within both individuals,&lt;br /&gt;So that the bond is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;strengthen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;fortified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the key to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And it must not be compromised by anyone,&lt;br /&gt;For it is a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from God, &lt;br /&gt;That enabled us &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;to love and to be loved. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, is a kiss of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Heartship"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Determined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be with that person forever, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Happily and Joyfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;By not judging on any situation you might be in,&lt;br /&gt;With such &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; commitment,&lt;br /&gt;What can stop you from having, &lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;happiest moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of your life??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Love, enables both individuals,&lt;br /&gt;To be at the most &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; state,&lt;br /&gt;Despite being in front of others,&lt;br /&gt;That might even talk bad bout you. .&lt;br /&gt;The comfort when you are together, &lt;br /&gt;It is true. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longest distant in life,&lt;br /&gt;Isn't Live nor death,&lt;br /&gt;But it's you, standing right in front of me,&lt;br /&gt;Deciding whether should I say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I Love You".&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a house,&lt;br /&gt;You'd be home. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrows wouldn't be &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the wait,&lt;br /&gt;And yesterdays, wouldn't be &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; remembering. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what your chances are,&lt;br /&gt;Until taking chances,&lt;br /&gt;Is the only &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you have. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we're &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Heaven&lt;/span&gt;. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Being loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by your &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;beloved&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Gives you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And to love and be loved,&lt;br /&gt;Now, that's even &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting Love never depends on how &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you love that person,&lt;br /&gt;But it is how &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you love that person. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-7973619632075684197?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/7973619632075684197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/quotes-of-love-and-my-views.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/7973619632075684197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/7973619632075684197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/quotes-of-love-and-my-views.html' title='Quotes Of Love, and my views. .'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S1nJ2W5xwcI/AAAAAAAAADk/Lacd8g3AbYM/s72-c/1210326787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-8945195829051358643</id><published>2010-01-17T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T20:42:36.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are We A Team??</title><content type='html'>This will be a post for 2 days. .&lt;br /&gt;Friday. .(15.01.10)&lt;br /&gt;After school, there's 'Mesyuarat Agung' for all Uniform Bodies,&lt;br /&gt;Example, the librarians, the cooperation, and also the prefects. .&lt;br /&gt;So we all gathered at the prefect's room at 1pm, &lt;br /&gt;We just moved into this new place, &lt;br /&gt;And it was HOT inside,&lt;br /&gt;But will still managed with 3 celling fans, and a stand fan. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha. . By 1pm, the room was filled,&lt;br /&gt;With 80+ prefects!! Omg~~&lt;br /&gt;And so, the briefing started with a short speech from our prefect's teacher,&lt;br /&gt;Pn.Sin, and then our head prefect, Lester Ng continued,&lt;br /&gt;He introduced the morning session's prefects force to the afternoon session. .&lt;br /&gt;After the afternoon session's prefects dismissed to their 1.30pm duty,&lt;br /&gt;The meeting went on, amongst the morning prefects,&lt;br /&gt;The good news to us seniors were about to be airborned to us. .&lt;br /&gt;Mwahaha, from the last meeting, the AJK's has decided to start a new 'tradition',&lt;br /&gt;That tradition was like a way to bully the juniors!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it went like this, a yellow card-paper was handed out to each and every one of the juniors, and the purpose of the card was to,&lt;br /&gt;Get as many signatures from the seniors as possible!&lt;br /&gt;Signatures with value as marks,&lt;br /&gt;The marks goes according to the post they are having,&lt;br /&gt;However, there's also a trick to it, whenever they ask for the signature,&lt;br /&gt;The seniors have the right to ask them to fulfill a challenge,&lt;br /&gt;Before getting the signature. . Haha XD&lt;br /&gt;But of course the 'challenge' have to be logical, and 'positive'~~&lt;br /&gt;Besides, the seniors can also do anything to the card,&lt;br /&gt;For instance, damaging it, or even 'conteng-ing' it. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;After the chaos settled down, things got serious as Lester brought up an issue,&lt;br /&gt;Which happened that day morning,&lt;br /&gt;A so-called rude act from one of the prefects,&lt;br /&gt;We didn't know what exactly happened,&lt;br /&gt;But it happened between Lester and that prefect. .&lt;br /&gt;Things got worst, &lt;br /&gt;Two of the prefects walked out that meeting,&lt;br /&gt;Luckily teacher wasn't there,&lt;br /&gt;But sooner or later, she'll know, and we'll die. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What is happening??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just doing fine, and now we all just fell apart??&lt;br /&gt;Come on!?! We are prefects, besides, doing this in front of the juniors?&lt;br /&gt;Wtf?!   Haihz, stop complaining, Justin. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Today. .(16.01.10)&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, when I went for basketball,&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting the same amount of ppl on the court,&lt;br /&gt;But when I reached, Whoa!!~&lt;br /&gt;So many ppl de, mostly my friends, can say all also friends. .Lolz. .&lt;br /&gt;Rarely we have THIS many ppl on Saturday mornings. .&lt;br /&gt;But we still continued playing. .&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed it, as I can still score baskets! XD&lt;br /&gt;Tiring after that, and I found out I forgot to bring my water bottle!&lt;br /&gt;S***, so thirsty that time leh. .&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went back home, took a shower, and then have to go out,&lt;br /&gt;To manage some of my stuff,&lt;br /&gt;Went to the cobbler, to repair my futsal shoes,&lt;br /&gt;Went to 'Pathways' tuition centre, and find out the rate there. .&lt;br /&gt;Went to the phone shop(finally), to find out the price for the battery. .&lt;br /&gt;All those took quite a while, then I had to rush home,&lt;br /&gt;And got ready to go for tuition, Andrew Choo~&lt;br /&gt;Met the new history teacher which was a funny guy,&lt;br /&gt;And his teaching is GREAT~&lt;br /&gt;The Malay teacher was new as well, the same one like the Express class last year,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to leave Andrew Choo,&lt;br /&gt;But dad says I have to. .&lt;br /&gt;His opinions were very selfish, all the reasons he gave was just nonsense,&lt;br /&gt;Only thinking about how things affect him, Don't even think about how ppl are trying to make the situation easier. .&lt;br /&gt;Hate it. .&lt;br /&gt;Lucky those qualities were not implied to me. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home from tuition, ate dinner,&lt;br /&gt;And here I am~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-8945195829051358643?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/8945195829051358643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-we-team.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/8945195829051358643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/8945195829051358643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-we-team.html' title='Are We A Team??'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-335827901114761607</id><published>2010-01-15T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:18:44.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotionally Disturbed. .'/><title type='text'>Stress = 'Emo'??</title><content type='html'>My 2010 schedule was very loose at first,&lt;br /&gt;But as day by day went by,&lt;br /&gt;All kinds of stuff like meetings, practises, lessons or tuitions,&lt;br /&gt;Seem to fill it all up, &lt;br /&gt;Without leaving enough room to even breath!&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I'm just not the person that can get use to anything that easily. .&lt;br /&gt;Have to cope with all this 'stress' as soon as possible liao. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha XD. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there was a small meeting for the prefects that has a post,&lt;br /&gt;In the upcoming 'Prefects Orientation Day Camp 2010',&lt;br /&gt;And I was in charge of the games. . Yet again. .&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, this time I have lots of helpers,&lt;br /&gt;So I just let them do the work. . =X&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I still got help out a bit, &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not that bad de. . ^^&lt;br /&gt;We all had our different opinions and perspectives,&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, we all met to the same soultion. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting ended at 3pm,&lt;br /&gt;Then I have to rush for the Basketball School Team's 1st Official Meeting,&lt;br /&gt;At my house's nearby park, It started at 1.30pm,&lt;br /&gt;Which means I was LATE, but the captain was already informed bout it. .&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't kind of a meeting, but it was more of a,&lt;br /&gt;'Go-there-and-play-basketball-only' kinda meeting. . -.-"&lt;br /&gt;It sucked, gave me a feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Like it was just a waste of time. .&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I finally agreed on joining the school's Football Team as well,&lt;br /&gt;I had to, because every year, they have been asking me to join,&lt;br /&gt;Not boasting but telling the truth, &lt;br /&gt;That's why I decided to join this year,&lt;br /&gt;I can never be '-inactive-' in the cocurriculum activities, &lt;br /&gt;That's just me, I love sports!!&lt;br /&gt;Although this year was supposed to be a 'work-your-asses-off-year',&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't enjoy dealing with too much stress, &lt;br /&gt;That's why sports is there to relieve it. . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihz, incidents that happened these few days,&lt;br /&gt;Really hate it, but in the end,&lt;br /&gt;I end up facing it. .&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess it's true,&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends got me to understand that,&lt;br /&gt;The path to success isn't a smooth road. .&lt;br /&gt;Hard to say it, but I feel like I'm alone in this world sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;Hate to be alone, but avoiding to talk to others. .&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's just being emo. .&lt;br /&gt;You may say that. . But maybe, &lt;br /&gt;Just maybe, I'm in need of someone to accompany me. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-335827901114761607?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/335827901114761607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/stress-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/335827901114761607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/335827901114761607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/stress-emo.html' title='Stress = &apos;Emo&apos;??'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-5282757942810351673</id><published>2010-01-11T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T21:33:22.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terribly Sick'/><title type='text'>2nd Week, 10th Day.. In Counting..</title><content type='html'>It's been a while, since I've blog. .&lt;br /&gt;Lolz, that line depended on what I meant on 'a while'. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;So I'll try my best to summarize what happened these few days,&lt;br /&gt;Although I can't seem to keep anything short and simple. . Lolz =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, today is a Sunday, the most boring day of the week, I guess. .&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, yesterday night, my family and I went back to Seremban,&lt;br /&gt;Excluding Sherman, who was in Kuching,Sarawak, on a vacation. .&lt;br /&gt;It was a dinner in conjunction of my grandma's bday. .&lt;br /&gt;So if it's dinner at her place, it means, BARBEQUE + STEAMBOAT!&lt;br /&gt;Woots~ Kinda excited. .&lt;br /&gt;On the way, I actually planned on staying awake through the journey,&lt;br /&gt;Both wanting to recognise the road, and teman-ing my dad as he drives. .&lt;br /&gt;Failed, ended up saying 'Hi' to grandma as we reached her place. . =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entered her house, guarded by 14 dogs, to be exact. . &lt;br /&gt;Hehe, luckily I know all 14. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;14 of them all different breed de,&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to list out, so I'll juz skip it. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha, luckily my family weren't the last one there,&lt;br /&gt;Although 'Punctuality' is not known to us. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;After greeting all our uncles and aunties, we all started the meal. .&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, the barbeque was ready. . Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat and barbeque all together, hard to imagine, eh?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I also drank beer! Didn't get drunk, cause didn't drink much. . XD&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't stay longer as dad needs to rest for his golf match,&lt;br /&gt;Early tomorrow morning. .&lt;br /&gt;So, it was time, grandma also bought us some shirt, but all also 'L' size. .&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, it's okay. . At least she also gave us Ang Pau! Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at around 10.30pm, not so tired,&lt;br /&gt;Because I slept throughout the entire journey, again. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;So I juz went online for 'a while' and.......&lt;br /&gt;Realised it's 5 minutes to 12am. .&lt;br /&gt;'Oh no'. .&lt;br /&gt;Quickly rushed upstairs to brush my teeth and then jump to bed,&lt;br /&gt;By then I was tired, Lolz. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-01-10. . Nice date~&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12.30pm!&lt;br /&gt;1st time ever waking up this late. . -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing is, my health condition just got worst,&lt;br /&gt;Felt very sick, it started with sore-throat,&lt;br /&gt;Now it's 'unstoppable-cough','irritating-sneezes', and 'crazy-flu',&lt;br /&gt;Aikz, need more of both water and rest, I guess. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Sherman is back! Just came back from Sarawak!&lt;br /&gt;He also brought back a kind of vegetable, that was only found there,&lt;br /&gt;I got the honour of slicing it! XD&lt;br /&gt;It tasted okay, but Nick and I kinda dislike a part of the stem,&lt;br /&gt;That is somewhat hard to chew. . Hehe. .&lt;br /&gt;Besides the veggie, Sherman also bought a T-shirt for me!&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cool, love it! Thanks bro!&lt;br /&gt;It has three 'Orang Utans' on it!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. . Enough exaggerating. . XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week of school has just pass,&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my class teachers didn't give any homework for the weekends. .&lt;br /&gt;So, that's GREAT! Haha. . =X&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Prefects! Last Friday was the interview day,&lt;br /&gt;For all juniors, probational prefects are to attend this interview,&lt;br /&gt;Jun Yan and I volunteered to help out the registering. .&lt;br /&gt;The interview started 12.45pm, ended at 3pm. .&lt;br /&gt;Which was quite late. .&lt;br /&gt;@-@, was expecting 2pm to reach home, but....&lt;br /&gt;It was tiring, have to walk in and out of the prefect's room,&lt;br /&gt;Here and there, everywhere. .&lt;br /&gt;Well, not gonna complain, as long I helped out. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, at the starting of this year, &lt;br /&gt;I promised myself something, &lt;br /&gt;Something I find so hard to accomplish, so far. .&lt;br /&gt;And that is to give myself a whole new start,&lt;br /&gt;Especially mentally and emotionally. .&lt;br /&gt;Gotta think more positively,&lt;br /&gt;Accepting the pain when it's coming at you, &lt;br /&gt;True as it is, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'No Pain No Gain'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a guy,&lt;br /&gt;Where others... might look up to,&lt;br /&gt;Where others... are grateful of my help,&lt;br /&gt;Where others... have fun talking to. .&lt;br /&gt;That's who I wanna be. .&lt;br /&gt;I may not be perfect, but I will change to the better me. .&lt;br /&gt;I would also wanna change my perspective on looking at things the way they are, &lt;br /&gt;By thinking that I'm seeing through the eyes of God, &lt;br /&gt;Because if I can apply this to myself, &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm wearing my specs(which I am, all the time),&lt;br /&gt;I am seeing through God's eyes, but not my specs,&lt;br /&gt;By this, I can effectively be that person,&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it's not easy to walk the talk, &lt;br /&gt;But I'll try. . To be that guy. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be positive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That's what I'll tell myself when I'm lost. .&lt;br /&gt;To those who are in the same state as me, &lt;br /&gt;Please don't be disappointed in yourselves,&lt;br /&gt;You are just facing a boulder in life, and need something or someone,&lt;br /&gt;To lend you a hand, or help you up. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be positive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And tell yourself 'I can do it!'&lt;br /&gt;Form 4, is a stressful year,&lt;br /&gt;But you survived Form 3, eh?&lt;br /&gt;You can do it the same in Form 4?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing as impossible! That's for sure!&lt;br /&gt;Remember, '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Where there's a will,  there's a way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying all of these, it may just be my resolution of 2010. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-5282757942810351673?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/5282757942810351673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/2nd-week-10th-day-in-counting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5282757942810351673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/5282757942810351673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/2nd-week-10th-day-in-counting.html' title='2nd Week, 10th Day.. In Counting..'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-3304384833741184417</id><published>2010-01-06T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:12:45.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuition is more important!</title><content type='html'>It's Wednesday, and it's English speaking day for my school!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, MY DAY!! *ahemm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had a discussion with dad yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;He told me bout me having to continue the organ lessons. .&lt;br /&gt;But after yesterday's schooling day, I found out that,&lt;br /&gt;Add-Maths is freakin' difficult!!&lt;br /&gt;ADD-MATHS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, I told him that I really needed tuition,&lt;br /&gt;Guess what he said?&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tuition not important!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"You have to continue your organ!"&lt;br /&gt;Wat the. . I can't believe it!&lt;br /&gt;Times I don't really need tuition,&lt;br /&gt;He forces me to go;&lt;br /&gt;Times I really need the extra lessons,&lt;br /&gt;He says it's not important. .&lt;br /&gt;Macam ni, this year I memang KANTOI la. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aduih, really sakit kepala la. .&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't decided whether to take Chinese as a subject or not. .&lt;br /&gt;Haihz. . Summore my syllables also started ad. .&lt;br /&gt;STRESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;But at least my dad finally approves me for the tuition. .&lt;br /&gt;XD, Andrew Choo, here I come!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. . There was a tuition class today as well. . 2pm to 6pm. .&lt;br /&gt;Quite long, but fun. . Worth it. . =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, have many plans for this year,&lt;br /&gt;Like finally accepting the request to join the football school team. .&lt;br /&gt;Getting higher post on the prefects board. .&lt;br /&gt;Striving in studies. .&lt;br /&gt;Passing the organ exams (if I'm still continuing the lessons. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can do it. .&lt;br /&gt;Kinda hard to succeed, but I don't give up that easily,&lt;br /&gt;As long as I try my best, no one can judge me!&lt;br /&gt;Determination and perseverance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-3304384833741184417?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/3304384833741184417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuition-is-more-important.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/3304384833741184417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/3304384833741184417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuition-is-more-important.html' title='Tuition is more important!'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-6038584738006850202</id><published>2010-01-05T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:41:53.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of school! Semangatnya!!</title><content type='html'>Hmm, 4th time blogging,&lt;br /&gt;And it seems that I'm at it!&lt;br /&gt;Quite fun blogging, haha, get to speak my heart out. . Lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's my 1st day restarting school,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm at Form 4. .&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that occurred to me 1st when I entered the school gate was, 'Whoa!'&lt;br /&gt;"Long time no see!"  Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;I'm a prefect, so I have to meet at where prefects usually meet,&lt;br /&gt;And wait for Ketua Pengawas to say, 'Pengawas, masuk baris!!'&lt;br /&gt;Then all of us were like, rushing to our respective lines, macam kanak-kanak je. .&lt;br /&gt;We were then briefed on later's assembly which will be filled by the Form 3's that just entered the morning session. .&lt;br /&gt;Ketua said that the situation will be chaotic, so we have to duty our best, &lt;br /&gt;Prevent chaos!! Wahahahaha XD. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ring* The first bell of 2010 just rang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Echoes of sweet chit-chatting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; slowly becomes louder, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Waves of students&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;flowed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in the hall,&lt;br /&gt;After the few minutes of us prefects containing the 'chaos'! Wosh, ku hebat! =X&lt;br /&gt;The student's noisiness finally came to a stop,&lt;br /&gt;And starts the assembly,&lt;br /&gt;With the singing of the National Anthem,&lt;br /&gt;Wilayah Song, and then the School Song. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was just the start of the day,&lt;br /&gt;After I heard the news that the school's headmaster,&lt;br /&gt;And some other AJK's(Ahli Jawatankuasa) will be going on the stage to give us a talk,&lt;br /&gt;That's not all, we have to stay at the assembly hall for an hour and a half,&lt;br /&gt;Bad news for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;STANDING&lt;/span&gt; prefects!&lt;br /&gt;Haihz, what to do, have to give this new year a whole new &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;impression!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip the teacher's nagging, =X&lt;br /&gt;After the assembly, that was when the division of classes begun,&lt;br /&gt;As expected, I entered 4sc2, &lt;br /&gt;The second 'Science-Stream' class(only two science stream classes). .&lt;br /&gt;In that class, most of the crazier friends entered,&lt;br /&gt;Well, that includes me being crazy! Lolz. .&lt;br /&gt;There was this new guy, got to know him a little as well!&lt;br /&gt;He's quite a shy guy, must be the new 'crazy' environment. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down late during recess time,&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't have time to eat. .&lt;br /&gt;When I was on my way to my duty spot,&lt;br /&gt;A few teachers requested for help moving stuff,&lt;br /&gt;So I thought, must be few stuffs(not a problem), and I helped!&lt;br /&gt;But then I found out that the teachers were actually moving all their stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;From the Ground Floor office to the 2nd Floor office!&lt;br /&gt;I was like 'Wth~'. .&lt;br /&gt;The teacher promised to 'belanja' me makan. .(Well, that made me reconsider) XD&lt;br /&gt;So after going up and down the stairs several times, &lt;br /&gt;Wosh, tired orh!! But, aku KUAT! Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, but worth the treat! As I haven't eaten. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in class, got to meet new teachers that will be teaching me this entire year,&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to them!! =)&lt;br /&gt;1st day of school! Got Moral homework ad! Walao @.@&lt;br /&gt;But it's just sikit sikit only le. .&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, when I looked at the time, there still left 15mins to school end!&lt;br /&gt;Wah! Why time go so fast de??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking home by myself, and then the flashes of yesterday's incident,&lt;br /&gt;Flashed through my mind. .&lt;br /&gt;Haihz, guess that I have to endure through it. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta say that first day of school was great!&lt;br /&gt;Kinda have high-spirits on doing stuff. . Lolz. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- JustiN™ -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-6038584738006850202?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/6038584738006850202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-day-of-school-semangatnya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/6038584738006850202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/6038584738006850202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-day-of-school-semangatnya.html' title='1st day of school! 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Lolz XD&lt;br /&gt;The trap was brought to the kitchen first,&lt;br /&gt;As my dad will deal with it later, &lt;br /&gt;Because he needed to rush to church. . Aikz, tak punctual ni! XD&lt;br /&gt;So, again, I was home alone. .&lt;br /&gt;Online, looking at the walls, thinking. . These were the only stuffs that I could do. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 2pm, and my dad came back and said he wanted to kill the rat!&lt;br /&gt;He said that when I was eating my 'just-finished-cooking-burger', -.-". .&lt;br /&gt;Apetite semua dah hilang. .&lt;br /&gt;Then I followed him to the back of the kitchen,&lt;br /&gt;Watching my dad hold a pot of boiling water, &lt;br /&gt;And then, *plush!*&lt;br /&gt;The rat died after struggling shaking around. .&lt;br /&gt;Mwahaha, we are so evil!!&lt;br /&gt;Lolz, just joking, kinda pitied the rat too, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I continued 'enjoying' my burger. . (too hungry ma)&lt;br /&gt;Aduih, suddenly my dad said,&lt;br /&gt;'Young, you better call up your organ teacher, and ask him to start your lessons for this year, it's already 3rd of Jan. .'&lt;br /&gt;I was like 'W-what???' OH no, already said that I have to really focus on studies,&lt;br /&gt;But, wth~ So, I called him up and arranged my schedule. . Haihz. .&lt;br /&gt;Why must I continue organ?? Can't I just give up?&lt;br /&gt;I know that I've been learning it since 6yrs old. .&lt;br /&gt;Guess that my dad just wants me to finish it as soon as possible, &lt;br /&gt;So that I can teach(as a side-job). .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihz, what to say?!? Whatever! I'll juz try killing two birds with one stone! &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this year will be stressful. .&lt;br /&gt;No doubts bout that. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, second day blogging and I have so much to talk about,&lt;br /&gt;Summarized it and turn out to be, still so long. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;Hope readers enjoy it. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-2241753487246685251?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/2241753487246685251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-2010-with-stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2241753487246685251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/2241753487246685251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-2010-with-stress.html' title='From 2010!! With stress. .'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-1848727389886504137</id><published>2010-01-03T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:23:07.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfully in Shock'/><title type='text'>Darkness Came but The Light was already there.</title><content type='html'>Although this is the second time I'm posting on my blog today,&lt;br /&gt;But I think that this has to be told from me to all the readers. .&lt;br /&gt;So please kindly lend me your ears. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was spending my time at home in the afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;It was around 4.45pm, and I felt a thirst for this 'pineapple-flavoured-drink'&lt;br /&gt;That can be bought in 7-11 stores. .&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to walk to a nearby 7-11 and bought it. .&lt;br /&gt;When I went in the store, there were only a total of 5 person(excluding me)in the store. .&lt;br /&gt;1. An indian guy buying a pack of RM10 cigarettes but paying the cashier with RM100&lt;br /&gt;2. A Chi-Lay(Chinese+Malay) buying snacks and going out of the store&lt;br /&gt;3. An auntie(quite short) buying her daily items&lt;br /&gt;4. A tall indian dude wearing a jacket and looking for something in front of the big gulp vending machine!(what's there to look for?)&lt;br /&gt;5. The innocent and polite lady cashier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got my drink and as I pay and exit the store,&lt;br /&gt;I gave a glance back at the store and guess what I saw??&lt;br /&gt;The tall indian dude, remember? He took out a slightly curved, 15-inched blade out from his jacket and threatened the cashier(I wasn't sure what he said, as I was outside the store)&lt;br /&gt;Then, there were only 3 person in the store,&lt;br /&gt;I walked slightly away from the store as I didn't want to get in danger. .&lt;br /&gt;The auntie has no idea what was happening, as it happened within &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SECONDS&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;The tall dude exit the store right after he got what he wanted and got on his friend's motorcycle(he arrived as soon as the tall dude exited the store)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no second thoughts, I ran nearer to the motorcycle before they rode away,&lt;br /&gt;WQS1679, although it's the least I could helped out with,&lt;br /&gt;But this number plate continues to echo in my mind after reporting it. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;WQS1679, WQS1679, WQS1679. . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reporting it to the manager(which arrived later), I quickly walked back home. .&lt;br /&gt;Several thoughts came to my mind,&lt;br /&gt;What I did 1st was, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thank God. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't exit the store at that second, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; could've happened to me!&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts like, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'What if I were to be killed?','Why must it be me?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, this is my 1st time being so close to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'death'&lt;/span&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thank you, Lord. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I shall really remember this day, the day before school reopened. .&lt;br /&gt;The day I believed, that I was saved by God, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;definitely. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he hadn't bring me out that moment, I could be &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;gone. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I die, what would my last words be??&lt;br /&gt;So close to being a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;memory. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-1848727389886504137?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/1848727389886504137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/darkness-came-but-light-was-already.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1848727389886504137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/1848727389886504137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/darkness-came-but-light-was-already.html' title='Darkness Came but The Light was already there.'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6088487524401254158.post-7277097231701567230</id><published>2010-01-03T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:26:35.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Stuffs!</title><content type='html'>Hmm, newbie here!&lt;br /&gt;Guess that this is my first time blogging. .&lt;br /&gt;Have to know the lefts and rights of it. . Haha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's 2010 ad! Time flies so fast. .&lt;br /&gt;Skul starts next Monday. .&lt;br /&gt;Form 4, although it's supposed to be 'Sweet 16',&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think I'll have time to party that much. .&lt;br /&gt;Or else Form 5 I'll be dead. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays before Christmas was kinda great, actually. .&lt;br /&gt;Got to go out with many peoples, like friends, friends and friends. .&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve was also 'kinda great' as PMR results are out,&lt;br /&gt;It was really a surprise for me. .&lt;br /&gt;I thought me result sheet will be revealing a "3A3B1D". .&lt;br /&gt;But instead, it showed "7A's1C"!&lt;br /&gt;C for Chinese(expected 'D') Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;So it was somethin like a Christmas present. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, coming to New Year's Eve!&lt;br /&gt;Had a countdown celebration at a nearby park. .&lt;br /&gt;I went there at 6pm! No other ppl there I knew though. .&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to walk around, alone. .&lt;br /&gt;Around 9pm, the park was soooooooo crowded!&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot of friends showed up too!&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends treated me to Japanese TakoYaki's,&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda delicious, especially the octopus in it. .&lt;br /&gt;Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;And it started before we knew it,&lt;br /&gt;5. .&lt;br /&gt;4. .&lt;br /&gt;3. .&lt;br /&gt;2. .&lt;br /&gt;1. .&lt;br /&gt;*Boom**Boom*Happy New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks were blasting everywhere! There were so many different colours!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was great indeed. .&lt;br /&gt;We all took pictures but I don't think it's all clear though. .&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went walking around Taman Desa, until 3am! &lt;br /&gt;That's when I felt super tired! Aikz!&lt;br /&gt;Then I walked back home straight to my bed. . Haha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009, goodbye. .&lt;br /&gt;A year, 12 months of love, 52 weeks of non-stop fun,&lt;br /&gt;365 days of happiness. .&lt;br /&gt;It was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Thx to all who filled those moments. .&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart. . Thanks. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, 1st time blogging and I seem like a pro already!&lt;br /&gt;Pai seh~&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, guess this it, the review of my 2009. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6088487524401254158-7277097231701567230?l=dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/feeds/7277097231701567230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-stuffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/7277097231701567230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6088487524401254158/posts/default/7277097231701567230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingoutloud-x3justin.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-stuffs.html' title='New Year, New Stuffs!'/><author><name>.: Justin :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182584276728703966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxjU-_4mmRQ/S37FI3lq9FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1cvqTQpJ2c0/S220/SL700297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
