<?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-4308856662031407840</id><updated>2011-07-31T19:26:00.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reincarnation</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-2051555440363270670</id><published>2010-08-15T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T22:13:01.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TGf1nxktSPI/AAAAAAAAAYo/uuPrsZqfCbw/s1600/SDC16488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TGf1nxktSPI/AAAAAAAAAYo/uuPrsZqfCbw/s400/SDC16488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505639133154724082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the FRESH injuries I get from diving. This is the worst, located on my right hip :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-2051555440363270670?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/2051555440363270670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=2051555440363270670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2051555440363270670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2051555440363270670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/08/welcome-back.html' title='welcome back'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TGf1nxktSPI/AAAAAAAAAYo/uuPrsZqfCbw/s72-c/SDC16488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-2181087244479132389</id><published>2010-08-14T19:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T20:46:10.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is F***ing unfair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A serial rapist can escape death sentence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trials after trials&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I hate lawyers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while ordinary people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lead a healthy lifestyle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;climb through the ladders of success&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and gave the best education for his kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as a school dropout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he knows the importance of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even as a strong believer in karma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't feel any&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATIONALE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUSTICE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;behind all these unfairness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Screw you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he doesn't deserve any of these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at a young age of 45&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;look at how young his kids are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TGaHl9KV3nI/AAAAAAAAAYg/N9ATH6j5yqA/s1600/low+jun+zhe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TGaHl9KV3nI/AAAAAAAAAYg/N9ATH6j5yqA/s400/low+jun+zhe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505236680649858674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the eldest is only 14 years old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the youngest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is only THREE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ArE yOu InSaNe Or WhAt?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ripping up his family apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; for no f***ing reason AT ALL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what I want to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after I graduate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from my pharmacy course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I hate businessman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;money money money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's what all they think about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;exploitation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;moral deviation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what I want to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm gonna get into research field&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like Dr. Chin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and find medications&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to cure diseases&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from creating unwanted tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;R.I.P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cousin Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'll get you back your justice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;and that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;is a promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sign&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;William Shak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TGaHl9KV3nI/AAAAAAAAAYg/N9ATH6j5yqA/s72-c/low+jun+zhe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-6348179714549022032</id><published>2010-03-10T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T11:48:59.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://william-shak.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://william-shak.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-6348179714549022032?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/6348179714549022032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=6348179714549022032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6348179714549022032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6348179714549022032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/03/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-7134991149548950207</id><published>2010-02-23T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:21:26.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 58 (Saturday) Part 1/2</title><content type='html'>I always lack proper sleep whenever staying overnight at Kok Choon’s place. However, it wasn’t because of the chilly temperature (air con… ._.) anymore. We had to get up at 5.30a.m and he drove (without parents’ permission for the first time lol) all the way back to Seri Petaling to fetch daughter. Then we rushed all the way back to Kanna and makan breakfast -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 of us (me, Wei Jiat, Guan Huan, Mun Hon, Ka Fai, Darren, Jian Shen, Ethan, Kok Choon, Kwan Seng, Yu Bin, Hock Eu, Kimberley, Chye Leng, Ru Yan and Stephenie) were split into 11 and 5 into the rented van and Kwan Seng’s car respectively, and travelled agak-agak-ly to the University of Nottingham’s campus at Semenyih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, we arrived earlier than expected, though the captain’s meeting wasn’t actually anything important that cannot be missed -.- after a brief team warm-up, our first match against team Carebears (eventual runner-up &gt;_&gt;) was minutes underway. We got ourselves a comfortable 3 points lead after they equalized our first point. Then somehow our team’s defense was within their control – being sliced apart and pinpointing our weaker defensive area to score 6 points, and thus losing the game 4-7 -.-!! I think our offensive play were kinda predictable at the later stage =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our second match against team Oops 2, consecutively ._. Basically, we just marked their man and wait for a turnover to counter them (energy drained previously ._.), as we were given lots of space with our pace. There was a time in the game where my body would normally react involuntary to dive whenever the disc falls within my defensive range. Had I never hesitated, I might be able to land earlier and avoid the stomping on my left hand. The excruciating pain at that very instant was quickly overshadowed by my fear of any possible tendon or ligament tore, or, worse, and worst, bone fractured. Luckily the ice bag Wei Jiat hastily brought to me was able to cease the gushing blood from those small punctures on my injured hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then I noticed that we have 1 extra person by our sideline lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Sophia treating Mun Hon like her very own husband (comfort him while he was down, brought him her homemade lunch, shield him with her own umbrella while both of them were by the sideline, and even massage his aching shoulder *jealous-nya*) was like looking at a flashback in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Nilai University College was our third opponent. The game was practically… boring -.- other than short passes within a clump of players, there were also few other playing style that totally FAILED to threaten our defense. I even slacked for a few moments to increase the challenge in marking my man &gt;_&gt; both game ended with a winning score line of 8-2 (I think…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last match in our pool was against the Martin-Mullen-led KBU team. We were convinced that, if we can’t take ‘em down, our team’s chances of getting into the semi-final round would be very slim. Martin, as usual, being the nucleus of their lineup, was our main target to be blocked off. It worked pretty well initially – we went 2 points up. But our ego (always as &gt;_&gt;) and Martin’s play in utilizing our defensive weak point (from observing our match against team Carebears perhaps) quickly brought the game leveled again. Eventually, they managed to level again, then overturn our next point and won us by 5-4. I remember the last point was an unexpected 90 degrees throw by Martin, which was caught by the player I was marking zzzzzzzz….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I still feel that we should’ve clinch the victory easily over a much weakened KBU side, if we were to follow our plan and obstruct the boss instead of the minnows -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-7134991149548950207?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/7134991149548950207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=7134991149548950207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7134991149548950207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7134991149548950207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-58-saturday-part-12.html' title='Day 58 (Saturday) Part 1/2'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-2864962042806311683</id><published>2010-02-18T01:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T03:38:38.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 57 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>I couldn’t even imagine how to travel by any public transport to Kok Choon’s place with a cotton sheath cooler box, bag full of clothes, shoebag and a plastic bad loading 6 PMR books (as request by Kok Choon for his teaching reference materials) along, if it wasn’t thanks to my mom’s volunteer to offer me a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey to MidValley wasn’t as bad as Kok Choon’s mom criticism about his driving skills, though I really dislike his braking skills (kind of jerky) -.- his mom had a brief conversation with me outside MetroJaya’s changing room about relationship stuff while we were waiting for him to try his jacket. Apparently his parents had 7 years of long distance relationship experience, with only letters as their communication tool (at that technology-less time &gt;_&gt;). His mom stated that &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is their key in holding their love bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 carton (12) + 3 bottles of 1.5 litres 100 plus (for each of the 15 players in the tourney squad) and 15 bananas at MidValley Carrefour cost us RM52.35. The fact that I can still remember so clearly of the exact amount, is because Kok Choon paid for the exact amount -.- With all the notes and coins (few reds and greens, LOTS of blues, and a combination of round shape &gt;_&gt;) used, he only left 40 sens in his wallet (luckily we didn’t went by bus -.-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then it was already too late for us to join CHS ultimate training, plus the sudden rain which invaded the innocent pitch. So Ethan had every ninos present gathered at school canteen to discuss about his analysis about our pool’s opponent’s strength and weakness, including our &lt;strike&gt;s*h*i&lt;/strike&gt; captain who spend thousands in travelling fees just to spend 1 day back here competing with us, instead of being a good boy at US &gt;_&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-2864962042806311683?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/2864962042806311683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=2864962042806311683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2864962042806311683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2864962042806311683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-57-friday.html' title='Day 57 (Friday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-8108326285938286433</id><published>2010-02-18T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:22:45.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 56 (Thursday)</title><content type='html'>I knew that from my almost instantaneous reaction of agreement towards the gang’s suggestion to spend the wee hours at cyber café, it was a pure evidence of void within me. Even Her voice in Her last phone call before the takeoff has never been such vividly. I drove the gang back to KL with much of my own unexplainable feelings being pushed behind my reasonable thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return journey just took us 1 pit stop to reach back my place, though it was already almost 2.30a.m. So we could only have 3 hours of Left4Dead2 3 versus 3. Then after dropping off Hock Eu (who substituted Jian Shen for the retun trip), Yu Bin and Kok Choon at the 7-11 outlet outside CHS, sending K a Fai and Mun Hon back to his home and Seri Petaling LRT station respectively, I finally got to sleep (for 9 hours from 7.30a.m), after being awake for exactly 23 and a half hour @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the never-ending Ninos planning stuff for the upcoming Nottingham Ultimate Open with Ethan through MSN was sufficient to keep me occupied from contemplating my own conflicts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-8108326285938286433?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/8108326285938286433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=8108326285938286433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8108326285938286433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8108326285938286433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-56-thursday.html' title='Day 56 (Thursday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-6929931715244602772</id><published>2010-02-14T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:54:36.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 55 (Wednesday)</title><content type='html'>It must’ve been one of those days where the importance of an event alone could alter the normal dimension of time before its beginning. Every second of my working hours seemed to tick by as impatiently as I was. I even showed no sympathy at all to their &lt;strike&gt;bullshit&lt;/strike&gt; claim about lacking manpower by rejecting their ‘request’ (more like forcing -.-) to work until 11pm (it was 7.30pm already) with a rather sullen expression =/ I texted the guys to get ready while I rushed back home to have my dinner with Mun Hon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ka Fai and Yu Bin were already at 7-11 when we arrived, followed by Kok Choon (whom I expect to be the earliest to show up since he lives the nearest -.-). Then we had to wait until minutes before 9pm before taking off, no thanks to Jian Shen’s delay at TTC zzz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a half an hour ride before we had to take a break at a pit stop for half an hour to let my Proton ‘Wira’ (ironic name huh ._.) cool down, because the last time it let my family down (while we were travelling up North to Penang to attend my elder sister’s university graduation convocation), it cost my dad RM1300 just for the maintenance fees -.- So I wouldn’t take any chance in risking, not even Yu Bin’s constant teasing at the antique he was riding on throughout the journey could flinch my cautious measure &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued our journey to LCCT by just following the arrowhead on the signboard along the highway. Then the four-wheeled finally gave in around 10.30pm and we had to make an emergency stop beside the highway. While we were enjoying the night breeze (so as the heating engine), She called up and informed us that She was already there - half an hour earlier than the SkyBus schedule (Hock Eu too, who went on the same bus as Her after we last saw him before departing -.-). Another 20 minutes or so, and we finally made it =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewing the once familiar grand entrance, it brought back sad memory of mine which saw the reluctant me checked in at this very place for my National Service at Bau, Sarawak almost 2 years ago. Ignoring the brief spasm of emotion, we went searching for Her, and eventually gather together (Crystal + 2 girl friends + our boy gang + Her dad o.o) at the nearby McDonald place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost an hour of photo session (which I normally would avoid lol) and bidding farewell chats, their dad already started to urge them to go through to the boarding place (not even 12.30a.m also) ._. the &lt;strike&gt;super creative&lt;/strike&gt; gang then decided to form a line in front of us (Her dad in front) as the screening wall, and we of course took our chance to have our last touch of lips. More hugs and wishes from the gang, and everything went blank as I saw Her waving Her last goodbye before disappearing from our sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could neither describe how I was feeling at that moment, nor predict what I would feel in the future. But one thing I’m sure of – &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will always love You, even far across the distance =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3fsvT8QF4I/AAAAAAAAASo/um9bNHt6s-U/s1600-h/SDC15457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3fsvT8QF4I/AAAAAAAAASo/um9bNHt6s-U/s400/SDC15457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438075372624156546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gift from Her =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-6929931715244602772?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/6929931715244602772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=6929931715244602772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6929931715244602772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6929931715244602772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-55-wednesday.html' title='Day 55 (Wednesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3fsvT8QF4I/AAAAAAAAASo/um9bNHt6s-U/s72-c/SDC15457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-15711576685364320</id><published>2010-02-14T10:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T11:16:50.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 54 (Tuesday)</title><content type='html'>Nothing extraordinary in another ordinary working day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got home just in time to see this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3dlyUfSH9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/MHeLZKpX_S8/s1600-h/SDC14922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3dlyUfSH9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/MHeLZKpX_S8/s400/SDC14922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437926990240948178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3dmj7nX2lI/AAAAAAAAASA/FQvfqJ4OL10/s1600-h/SDC14923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3dmj7nX2lI/AAAAAAAAASA/FQvfqJ4OL10/s400/SDC14923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437927842557450834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3dpxIzCDkI/AAAAAAAAASY/ivBVzpL9W0Q/s1600-h/SDC14926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3dpxIzCDkI/AAAAAAAAASY/ivBVzpL9W0Q/s400/SDC14926.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437931367969197634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3dqp9OfM2I/AAAAAAAAASg/hnLpl4hyyw8/s1600-h/SDC14927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3dqp9OfM2I/AAAAAAAAASg/hnLpl4hyyw8/s400/SDC14927.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437932344115671906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the process of making honeycomb-shaped kuih =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-15711576685364320?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/15711576685364320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=15711576685364320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/15711576685364320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/15711576685364320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/nothing-extraordinary-in-another.html' title='Day 54 (Tuesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3dlyUfSH9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/MHeLZKpX_S8/s72-c/SDC14922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-5323492894049441217</id><published>2010-02-14T10:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:47:45.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 53 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>Back to the normal Monday Blues, where everything and everyone seems quieter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it was too quiet that I knew I had to try something new to keep my mind awake. So I went fooling around with the pricing machine, rather than sitting still and being froze like those pork food (non-halal counter again &gt;_&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here’s what I accidentally found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3dkIQ3qd0I/AAAAAAAAARw/c8PDrXNbEJc/s1600-h/SDC15428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3dkIQ3qd0I/AAAAAAAAARw/c8PDrXNbEJc/s400/SDC15428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437925168203331394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they really sell it though lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-5323492894049441217?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/5323492894049441217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=5323492894049441217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5323492894049441217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5323492894049441217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-53-monday.html' title='Day 53 (Monday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3dkIQ3qd0I/AAAAAAAAARw/c8PDrXNbEJc/s72-c/SDC15428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-5468457402979209799</id><published>2010-02-14T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:12:46.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 52 (Sunday)</title><content type='html'>The credit card system was, &lt;strike&gt;surprisingly&lt;/strike&gt;, remained unfix; I wondered if there’s really a qualified technician to handle the task -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the much quieter upper floor (mostly electronics and furniture stuff), it was much busier than the usual Sunday’s buzzing crowd. The queue line either maintain the length it was, or increase only ._. I can’t even slot myself a time-out to exchange my exponentially decreasing small change. I guess the annual Chinese New Year shopping spree is around the corner =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They extended my working hours without even consulting my opinion zzz… And they claimed that they lack manpower, when many of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;THEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; were actually slacking around or went hiding / smoking / toilet frequently -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No wonder the removal of 30% quota made many companies jump to joy.&lt;/b&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/4308856662031407840-5468457402979209799?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/5468457402979209799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=5468457402979209799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5468457402979209799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5468457402979209799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-52-sunday.html' title='Day 52 (Sunday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-3871735191855277614</id><published>2010-02-14T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T02:45:26.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 51 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>It was the most chaotic working day in these 3 weeks - the credit card system was down unnoticeably. Plus the weekend, which most family would purchase their groceries in bulk, the delay payment service that shocked most shopaholics through the figures on the bill they would receive every end of the month was no longer convenient for the irritated customers, and even to us, who had to listen to their grumble and complaints -.- no thanks to the &lt;strike&gt;brilliant&lt;/strike&gt; maintenance work done by our TM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky to be exempted from all the mess by 2pm &gt;_&gt; instead of going back home as usual, I had to run approximately 150 meters to chase the bus heading to MidValley (interval of waiting time: 45 minutes -.-), with two 1.5 litre of isotonic drinks I bought earlier in my grasp ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We the early birds (me, Kok Choon, Mun Hon, Ethan, Chien Hoong, Darren) had a pickup match with Ethan’s invited friends (Alex, Phang Kit, Emily, Natalie &lt;from freakshow="" singapore="" o=""&gt; and a new girl) and Yu Bin (late bird lol) at CHS field. Even with 3 females in their team, they made it so damn easy in kicking our ass… Till we lost eventually -.- thanks to the sudden heavy rain which saved us from more humiliation. So all of us (+ Kimberley, Jian Shen and Hock Eu as the late late birds) migrated into the indoor basketball court and played both basketball and disc tossing while listening to the raindrops pattering hard on the rooftop till it slowly settled down to a smooth symphony =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/from&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-3871735191855277614?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/3871735191855277614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=3871735191855277614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3871735191855277614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3871735191855277614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-51-saturday.html' title='Day 51 (Saturday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-6476883603475858744</id><published>2010-02-14T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T02:01:30.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 50 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Mun Hon’s GSC voucher, the 3 of us (me, Mun Hon and Kok Choon) only paid RM8 each for our RM12 per ‘Legion’ movie ticket =D It’s basically a story about an angel named Michael, who holds the military general position under Him, defied the order of God, who started to lose faith in human, to eliminate all His beloved children. Though in the end, He had completely changed His mind through Michael’s persistency in believing his own heart rather than his duty. Moral of the story: Sometimes you shouldn’t just blindly follow orders like a robot, morality and humanity will be the ultimate test of your own personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline was very much expected la… Like good versus evil ending. Kinda like the old-styled 2012 movie as Mun Hon stated – the birth of a newborn to ensure continue survival of &lt;i&gt;Homo sapiens&lt;/i&gt; &gt;_&gt; the only thrilling part was the shooting action against the angel-possessed zombie-like human, which is very much alike with the Left4Dead scenario lol. There was a lot of F words too -.- In my humble opinion, it’s a 5.5/10 rating movie lo ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can eat a whole lot more of varieties in school canteen with only a RM5 note compared to eating at any food outlet inside the Carrefour building lol. I ate my RM4 nasi campur without complaining of the price for the first time =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seemed to be a lot of enthusiastic newbie in CHS Ultimate; at least they are more attracted to disc tossing rather than pick-ups, even after we did a brief demonstration on how the real game actually goes. I sure hope that it’s due to their own desire to learn the basics first, not because of afraid or shy to join the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Somehow I’m sure that I spotted another potential female player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-6476883603475858744?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/6476883603475858744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=6476883603475858744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6476883603475858744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6476883603475858744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-50-friday.html' title='Day 50 (Friday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-10772087502858321</id><published>2010-02-14T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T01:03:05.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 49 (Thursday)</title><content type='html'>Procrastination certainly left my unconsolidated memories faded away far too easily ._. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It better not be a sign of developing early Alzheimer’s disease &gt;_&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-10772087502858321?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/10772087502858321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=10772087502858321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/10772087502858321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/10772087502858321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-49-thursday.html' title='Day 49 (Thursday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-4840733817183250261</id><published>2010-02-14T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:45:38.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 47 + Day 48 (Tuesday &amp; Wednesday)</title><content type='html'>Two particular normal working days with no special occurrence &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM3.00 – Potato bread (my meal for both day yes ._.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-4840733817183250261?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/4840733817183250261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=4840733817183250261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4840733817183250261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4840733817183250261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-47-day-48-tuesday-wednesday.html' title='Day 47 + Day 48 (Tuesday &amp; Wednesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-5075277518002828088</id><published>2010-02-14T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:39:52.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 46 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>Until 7th of February, my working shift has changed from 9am till anytime they asked me to leave. Since it was my first morning shift (ignoring the change of working hours on last Saturday for Her farewell party), I decided to arrive earlier to boost my impression, only to find myself barred in front of the giant steel metal front entrance -.- unsure of where and how I could get into the building, I began to run around and search furiously, like a headless chicken (like Yu Bin’s cut on field &gt;_&gt;). Then I remembered the 11pm (closing time) staff exit, but it was locked too when I went there. In the end I made my way down to the basement 1 parking lot, and took a lift up to the control room, and got late by 10 minutes -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My working day was highlighted by the incident of an annoying customer’s fussing -.- It all happened when the b***h at counter 6 (I was at counter 8) started shouting and demanded to see the supervisor, manager and boss – because of plastic bag issue… Apparently there was a large item (storage box or something) she purchased that no ordinary plastic bag would be able to fit it in (unless custom made la &gt;_&gt;), then she began claiming furiously that she has the consumer’s right to ask for a plastic bag, and Carrefour should have provide a better services and etc etc… -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell from the arrogant look and behaviour of hers, she could just be another ranked officer’s wife -.- with all the efforts on saving the environment, the existence of these ignorant people would only hasten the catastrophe of animals extinction, and Earth destruction =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM4.00 – salted fish fried rice + fried egg&lt;br /&gt;RM1.20 – barley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-5075277518002828088?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/5075277518002828088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=5075277518002828088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5075277518002828088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5075277518002828088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-46-monday.html' title='Day 46 (Monday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-6284530636770873664</id><published>2010-02-12T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T12:18:05.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 45 (Sunday)</title><content type='html'>BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Memory lost with the echo of infinite resonance (like those noise you would heard on TV2/TV3 when you switched on your TV in the wee hours of morning -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM4.00 – salted fish fried rice + fried egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-6284530636770873664?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/6284530636770873664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=6284530636770873664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6284530636770873664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6284530636770873664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-45-sunday.html' title='Day 45 (Sunday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-7347043632418367366</id><published>2010-02-12T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T12:08:13.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 44 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>4 hours of sleep made me late for my first morning shift -.- at least the non-halal place after my break offered me endless opportunities of yawning helplessly without fear of getting caught by supervisor, or embarrassed by the stares of disbelief by customers. Luckily I was dismissed more than 1 hour earlier than daughter’s friend tumpang at 5pm =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost all invited ninos were already there by 7pm, but the tables and chairs that occupied the basketball court disappointed us ._. so we waited until all the guests had finish their meals, then only we started our futsal match after the obstructions had been removed. Even Her order (around 10.30pm) to empty the basement 2 area couldn’t deny our desire to determine the winner side, for the score remained tied at 2-2. Both team decided to share the honour of victory in the end, after half an hour of many &lt;strike&gt;fei-gei&lt;/strike&gt; attempts =) congratulations to Wei Jiat, who claimed himself as a&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;noobie with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; lol (not at least in water), in scoring 2 or 3 goals haha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My unnerving endothermic perspiration stopped the moment I saw the LAST U71 bus back to Seri Petaling finally showed up around night &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM4.50 – Hokkien mee&lt;br /&gt;RM1.80 – Iced Nescafe&lt;br /&gt;RM1.60 – 2 herbal eggs&lt;br /&gt;RM1.00 – money shortage (my first, and many to come ._.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-7347043632418367366?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/7347043632418367366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=7347043632418367366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7347043632418367366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7347043632418367366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-44-saturday.html' title='Day 44 (Saturday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-8386575973786659851</id><published>2010-02-10T21:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:19:57.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 43 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>Mun Hon seemed interested to tag along with me after I replied his text message about my plan to watch movie and go present hunting at MidValley. So we meet up just in time for our movie ‘The Spy Next Door’, thanks to Kok Choon who did us a favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3Kw_CNId4I/AAAAAAAAARo/xcDlZasc3sI/s1600-h/SDC14930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3Kw_CNId4I/AAAAAAAAARo/xcDlZasc3sI/s400/SDC14930.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436602297159808898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any movie starring Jackie Chan has never failed to enlighten me, so as this one, though it lacks much of his usual breathtaking kung-fu stunts. The movie composes a mixture of romance, family love, action and humour =) the 4-years-old daughter (as she mentioned at 1 particular scene) is so cute! So as the teenage daughter, who looks a bit like Emma Watson to me =D I think it should be a 7/10 rating ba &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3KueTWc1gI/AAAAAAAAARg/DJPc6NmjTT8/s1600-h/jackie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3KueTWc1gI/AAAAAAAAARg/DJPc6NmjTT8/s400/jackie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436599535803356674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note the 2 females =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Mun Hon accompanied and helped me out with my present hunting while we were waiting for Kok Choon’s interview at GSC, which in the end they claimed would ring him up in the near future (in my job-hunting experience, 8 out of 10 of those acknowledgement would end up as empty promise &gt;_&gt;). And we managed to settle everything within an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Kok Choon’s Aran character which grows stronger by every level, we power leveled together by 5 levels at night! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-8386575973786659851?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/8386575973786659851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=8386575973786659851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8386575973786659851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8386575973786659851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-43-friday.html' title='Day 43 (Friday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S3Kw_CNId4I/AAAAAAAAARo/xcDlZasc3sI/s72-c/SDC14930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-4968536684048616922</id><published>2010-02-10T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T20:38:14.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 42 (Thursday)</title><content type='html'>A packet of Nescafe 3in1 cost RM11 at Carrefour. Today, an ang-mo-kia bought RM195360 of it O.O perhaps he already ran out of idea to spend his over excessive money, and decided to just relax and drink coffee at home for the rest of his life -.- the Carrefour manager even came personally to meet him at the counter next to mine, and I was eavesdropping on their conversations – the customer is an old friend who practically earned his money by waiting the time goes by and doing nothing o.o I guess he’s a multi-property owner or some big company’s boss who might already own a few golf resorts, or even an island &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed there’s quite a number of foreigners (and a few locals) who would buy that long, dried hard bread since I started working as a cashier. So I decided to try it for my lunch. And what the hell, I could only swallow half of it, mainly because it’s plain and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;DRY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they seriously need to put up a notice that goes something like ‘Cashier wanted, Chinese and Indians are especially highly welcome’. I would prefer staying at the main counter, not keep getting switched to the too quiet non-halal counter. At least I wouldn’t only serve aunties in most of the customers there &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM1.30 – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BAGUETTE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM2.00 – cyber café &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-4968536684048616922?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/4968536684048616922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=4968536684048616922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4968536684048616922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4968536684048616922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-42-thursday.html' title='Day 42 (Thursday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1015895357952772902</id><published>2010-02-07T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:33:13.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 41 (Wednesday)</title><content type='html'>I was never near doing a cashier’s job today -.- right after a few minutes I registered myself to work, I was told to help to wipe all 15 counter’s dusty front part. Then I was thrown to the stock clearance counter again after my break. Luckily I was able to smuggle my newspaper and cell phone along with me, so it wasn’t really that bad spending almost 4 hours there =D and I finished my work at another customer-less counter – the non-halal section =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM3.50 – western breakfast meal&lt;br /&gt;RM0.80 – herbal tea&lt;br /&gt;RM1.20 – Star newspaper&lt;br /&gt;RM2.00 – cyber café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-1015895357952772902?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/1015895357952772902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=1015895357952772902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1015895357952772902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1015895357952772902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-41-wednesday.html' title='Day 41 (Wednesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-8610853109840937518</id><published>2010-02-07T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:22:36.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 40 (Tuesday)</title><content type='html'>I had to swallow my glutinous rice and rushed to my workplace by foot, since my parents and elder sister went to work, brother and younger sister went to college and secondary school respectively. 15 minutes of brisk walk made me arrived just in time ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was assigned to a cosmetic counter, for the first time -.- I finally understood why the Malay girl before me was having a numb expression when I replaced her, after spending 2 hours rotting there zzz… The place was practically deserted, and most customers prefer to pay their cosmetic goods at the main counter section after they’d `done with their grocery shopping. Averagely 1 customer per hour =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to keep myself awake by spending my hour break in cyber café, and I quickly regretted ._. staying 4 and a half hour at the isolated stock clearance section’s (which practically means goods that are low in demand that needed to be cleared) counter with the nearby mamak store’s tempting food smell made my stomach churning with HCl. Averagely 1 customer per 45 minutes =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I requested for a change of counter to avoid myself from felling into dreamland ._. And I caught those supervisors smirking understandingly, like they were really planning to cage me there in boredom to test my patience -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Chai Yee along with her mom when I was shifted back to the main counters =D my heart skipped a beat whenever I saw her, as I usually would. Not out of affection though, it’s always because of the sudden flashback about the embarrassing injury incident that I caused when I was still an amateur in Ultimate Frisbee – thanks to Guan Huan’s constant ‘reminder’ that kept my fading memory fresh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I was done calculating my float money and being second in the waiting, I had to wait and being one of the last to be picked and checked before I could go home. 1Malaysia yay~ &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM3.00 - cyber cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-8610853109840937518?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/8610853109840937518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=8610853109840937518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8610853109840937518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8610853109840937518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-40-tuesday.html' title='Day 40 (Tuesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-3565009199783758293</id><published>2010-02-07T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T18:52:18.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 39 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>It was really weird to only feel the tiredness in my lower torso, no thanks to yesterday’s 10 hours of madness -.- I still couldn’t figure out how most females are able to walk for hours in a shopping complex unexhausted, but not being able to withstand being active for more than 10 minutes in any sports on field. Their legs are supposed trained to have longer duration no? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my assigned counter was at the furthest part from the hotspot,  I had my own little 3 hours of spare time to continue writing my overdue blog post in my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; notebook lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally met another Chinese when she was shifted to the counter next to mine. Alicia is, however, a banana -.- Even though her dad is a Chinese (who can speak Chinese), he and his Eurasian (Portugese dad + Indian mom O.O) wife decided to send her to a SK school instead zzz… She’s also 1 of the many post-SPM student who studied in science stream during form 4 and 5, but heading towards art stream in their future studies -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Both abovementioned characters really irritates me a lot =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM1.70 – chicken sausage bun&lt;br /&gt;RM1.60 – creamy chocolate topping bun&lt;br /&gt;RM3.00 – coffee flavoured pearl milk tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-3565009199783758293?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/3565009199783758293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=3565009199783758293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3565009199783758293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3565009199783758293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-39-monday.html' title='Day 39 (Monday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-7319935112854392533</id><published>2010-02-07T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T18:19:44.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 38 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>Went straight to work after brunch (Dim Sum =D) with family. And my day of nightmare started onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first sight of astonishing view before I registered myself at the cashier centre - all the main counters were lined with long queues, and more people were seen pushing their trolleys into the entrance ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cashier counters’ chairs seemed forlorn as everybody, including the impatient customers, was too busy to be bothered about its existence, although its comfy top seat looked tempting and inviting to all who stood frustratingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hectic situation even caught me off guard about my break time, so as the supervisors, when I asked them when is mine gonna be -.- and it went on and on and on and on, more beeps (sound of scanned item) and stuffing goods into plastics, till 10.30pm @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise (or not lol), with all those hundreds of transactions, I still managed to maintain my float money at RM300, without a single sen of shortage =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM4.00 – salted fish fried rice + fried egg&lt;br /&gt;RM0.80 - barley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-7319935112854392533?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/7319935112854392533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=7319935112854392533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7319935112854392533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7319935112854392533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-38-monday.html' title='Day 38 (Monday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-2267527596424496229</id><published>2010-02-04T23:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T18:20:21.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 37 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>I finally had a better reason to be awake earlier than I would normally before going to work, because Kok Choon, Xin Yi and Min Hui are paying a visit to Seri Petaling =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first destination at 9am was, of course, NetStudio cyber café =D After trying the normal mode for like… 3 minutes? Two of them already at red health points, the other 1 was yellow -.- so I had to set the difficulty level to… easy ._. we restarted once at the last stage of first map, due to complications in finding the last 2 car fuel &gt;_&gt; and 3 survived (Min Hui kena pushed down by charger from second floor at halfway lol). Then the second map ended with 2 survivors; I left Kok Choon behind after I was saved by him from incapacitation ._. then the Romeo couldn’t save his Juliet, so they both kena tank till death together lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having only Maggie goring while cao-gei-ing made my stomach growling all the while in that long suffering 1 and a half hour before my break time ._. worse, they already had their lunch before I could join them ._. so I da-bao-ed 2 bread and a pearl milk tea, and joined them searching for an amusement place in the building. Eventually, we had 3 matches of foosball, with the guys team won by 1 match =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I went back to my non-halal counter, I had Kok Choon to help me getting a notebook for writing my blog’s post in much of my spare time. And here’s what he got for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2rn0YjzP8I/AAAAAAAAARI/K4bbFv8cW3k/s1600-h/SDC15228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2rn0YjzP8I/AAAAAAAAARI/K4bbFv8cW3k/s400/SDC15228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434410787507748802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2rqL1PUXHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/D2S5NsyGLRM/s1600-h/SDC15229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2rqL1PUXHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/D2S5NsyGLRM/s400/SDC15229.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434413389366713458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still helped as I dug through my almost faded memories and scribbled endlessly in my next 2 and a half hours before work ended =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM1.70 – chicken sausage bun&lt;br /&gt;RM1.60 – creamy chocolate topping bun&lt;br /&gt;RM3.00 – yam flavoured pearl milk tea&lt;br /&gt;RM1.70 – pink notebook&lt;br /&gt;RM3.00 – Foosball matches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-2267527596424496229?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/2267527596424496229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=2267527596424496229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2267527596424496229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2267527596424496229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-37-saturday.html' title='Day 37 (Saturday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2rn0YjzP8I/AAAAAAAAARI/K4bbFv8cW3k/s72-c/SDC15228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-3182012335163113091</id><published>2010-02-01T21:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:46:00.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 36 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>I decided to go MidValley and watch the highly-rated (by my friends lol) ‘Sherlock Holmes’ on my off day, and it was definitely worth it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was about an era where most people lack scientific knowledge, which leads to the believing of the so called black magic – an intimidating superstition created by those who exploited their chemistry knowledge in gaining respect out of fear. Sherlock Holmes (a fiction character), who possesses sharp observations and able to analyze and deduce based on his vast knowledge and skills, together with his assistant Dr. Watson, are able to solve all the mysterious deaths and peculiar incident which relates to the involvement of the black magician, Lord Blackwood, by means of scientific evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 6 scenes in the movie that struck my amazement:&lt;br /&gt;1. The analyzing skills he made to ambush an enemy that’s in his way of intruding the forbidden castle.&lt;br /&gt;2. His camouflaging skills as a beggar in order to seek the purpose of his client’s request.&lt;br /&gt;3. Again, his analyzing skill to counter his opponent in a gambled fighting match.&lt;br /&gt;4. His ability to differentiate the various chemicals in a ragged laboratory, by just smelling it.&lt;br /&gt;5. His deduction of the location he’s currently at, even being blindfolded and rode in a horse carriage, by just smelling and hearing.&lt;br /&gt;6. The long explanation on how all the black magic incidents occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2rrWt39LFI/AAAAAAAAARY/OvDQcjd5pMI/s1600-h/SDC14929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2rrWt39LFI/AAAAAAAAARY/OvDQcjd5pMI/s400/SDC14929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434414675879865426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a 8/10 rating to me =) the only sad part was I couldn’t absorb quickly enough of whatever the awesome chemicals mentioned in the last part of explanation o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was on my way back to CHS, I met 3 ex-form-6 mates lol. Angeline was in the same theatre as me, and she greeted me while I was busying speaking on the phone with Kwan Seng. Then, as I hastily picking up my pace to the bus stop, Seow May’s sudden greeting shifted my attention from the floor towards her direction, and I saw Kar Yee was along with her too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since CHS was having their Gerko day, their screening point was stricter (as if it’s usually safely guarded &gt;_&gt;). The guys (Mun Hon, Ka Fai, Kok Choon, Kwan Seng and Yu Bin) who went in earlier were able to escape from it. I kena Ms. Susan’s nagging about my slippers -.- The Songs even went through all the troubles (shoes and shirt changing) to gain entry lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter’s Vios was badly damaged (so as she said) in an accident witnessed by Hock Eu too. Luckily she was neither injured nor traumatized, even though I couldn’t get a free ride home anymore lol. Safety first =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended a wedding night in a virtual world – Maplestory xD Congratulations to Kok Choon and Xin Yi who &lt;strike&gt;officially&lt;/strike&gt; became husband and wife =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bYcQNSSOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/F-v0mad-koQ/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_07_18+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bYcQNSSOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/F-v0mad-koQ/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_07_18+PM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433267980367710434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bYcjd474I/AAAAAAAAAOY/mXj5_lcxa18/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_07_59+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bYcjd474I/AAAAAAAAAOY/mXj5_lcxa18/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_07_59+PM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433267985537625986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opening speech =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bYdNvZ75I/AAAAAAAAAOg/uJwtCLfqsDo/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_08_12+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bYdNvZ75I/AAAAAAAAAOg/uJwtCLfqsDo/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_08_12+PM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433267996885381010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bYdWY0OBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/SUm1aT_tiUU/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_09_54+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bYdWY0OBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/SUm1aT_tiUU/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_09_54+PM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433267999206553618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bYd9Wv5LI/AAAAAAAAAOw/YXe9bzkQwEA/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_11_47+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bYd9Wv5LI/AAAAAAAAAOw/YXe9bzkQwEA/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_11_47+PM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433268009666864306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bZXShtpOI/AAAAAAAAAO4/wJ7WaKkqafU/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_16_48+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bZXShtpOI/AAAAAAAAAO4/wJ7WaKkqafU/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_16_48+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433268994602542306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bZXxbmlDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZayJ-MuFbY8/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_20_09+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bZXxbmlDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZayJ-MuFbY8/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_20_09+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269002898412594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just married =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bZYMVAy0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/ucHsskIOhJ0/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_22_08+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bZYMVAy0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/ucHsskIOhJ0/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_22_08+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269010118527810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group shot =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bZYaHloOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/rT7-eeVvPHI/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_25_11+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bZYaHloOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/rT7-eeVvPHI/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_25_11+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269013820317922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couple love chair =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bZYvmvMLI/AAAAAAAAAPY/A7Kr42CwwN8/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_27_11+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bZYvmvMLI/AAAAAAAAAPY/A7Kr42CwwN8/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_27_11+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269019588112562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before it ended =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I attended a Scarlion Helmet service after that, for free! A huge appreciation to the BraveHeart guild and it’s members who made my dream come true! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bcmNXlmmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/TlSZzRfselE/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_48_10+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bcmNXlmmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/TlSZzRfselE/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_48_10+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433272549450816098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main attacker of the run O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bcmZpBghI/AAAAAAAAAPo/87ZRpZ7Unn4/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_53_00+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bcmZpBghI/AAAAAAAAAPo/87ZRpZ7Unn4/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+9_53_00+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433272552745173522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the party players~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bcm0noR3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/CIB0K3nUEUc/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+10_31_49+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bcm0noR3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/CIB0K3nUEUc/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+10_31_49+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433272559987083122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my party players *note level 200 bishop O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bcnd2FXGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Po-D7-GppKY/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+10_31_55+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bcnd2FXGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Po-D7-GppKY/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+10_31_55+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433272571053562978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting ready~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bcoS-6o8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/BAicfyzgwCE/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+10_31_59+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bcoS-6o8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/BAicfyzgwCE/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+10_31_59+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433272585317688258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bepmkHhmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2oEF-gzz3iY/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+11_05_48+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bepmkHhmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2oEF-gzz3iY/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+11_05_48+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433274806777120354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for turn~ &gt;&gt;&gt; fighting Scarlion boss over there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2beqMzdYPI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hXNoRASdHFs/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+11_09_27+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2beqMzdYPI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hXNoRASdHFs/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+11_09_27+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433274817042014450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group shot! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2berqgjWSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/aSZeV8p9B4I/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+11_09_41+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2berqgjWSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/aSZeV8p9B4I/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+11_09_41+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433274842195646754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#take 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2besdhWnBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/TT2rKrE6GqM/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+11_10_45+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2besdhWnBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/TT2rKrE6GqM/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+11_10_45+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433274855889214482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#take 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bfT6goGEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/a44aoEb9Wz0/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+11_10_54+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bfT6goGEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/a44aoEb9Wz0/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+11_10_54+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433275533685692482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#take 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bfVx5aIPI/AAAAAAAAARA/tUWeozHjluQ/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+11_12_31+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2bfVx5aIPI/AAAAAAAAARA/tUWeozHjluQ/s400/Screenshot+-+1_15_2010+,+11_12_31+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433275565733454066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; the 3 newly helmed people =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-3182012335163113091?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/3182012335163113091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=3182012335163113091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3182012335163113091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3182012335163113091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-36-friday.html' title='Day 36 (Friday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2rrWt39LFI/AAAAAAAAARY/OvDQcjd5pMI/s72-c/SDC14929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-7586806735648049091</id><published>2010-01-30T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T22:35:10.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 35 (Thursday)</title><content type='html'>I finally got my very own counter! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I was dismissed at around 4pm ._. Perhaps they don’t want to let me feel too pressure on my first official day ba &gt;_&gt; and I thought I would work till 11pm, wasted my money to eat full at lunch zzz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day is gonna be my off day too, weird huh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM6.25 - McD combo Set 1&lt;br /&gt;RM1.20 - STAR newspaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-7586806735648049091?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/7586806735648049091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=7586806735648049091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7586806735648049091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7586806735648049091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-35-thursday.html' title='Day 35 (Thursday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-7909142918964755249</id><published>2010-01-30T22:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T18:49:02.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 34 (Wednesday)</title><content type='html'>Finally, I got to sleep like a normal person after 1 whole week of insaneness in the wee hours of morning. I actually achieved more than what I ve expected   my windbreaker shoot up exactly 20 levels! From level 82 lol. Luckily my body responded well by resting almost 10 hours. I wondered why both Kok Choon and Xin Yi s 3x experience coupon went expired though ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2RAZH49qqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KWfxEpCjt74/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_30_2010+,+10_18_35+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2RAZH49qqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KWfxEpCjt74/s400/Screenshot+-+1_30_2010+,+10_18_35+PM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432537850874538658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2RAlC7ZsbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xRcOleZk9QY/s1600-h/Screenshot+-+1_30_2010+,+10_23_19+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2RAlC7ZsbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xRcOleZk9QY/s400/Screenshot+-+1_30_2010+,+10_23_19+PM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432538055701017010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third, and last day of training, gave me a brief yet intense heart attack when there was a time I thought I lost the receipt of a credit card signed by a customer -.- Imagine my salary need to kena deduct almost RM100, that surely would suck &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovered there is actually a cyber café at the 2nd floor of the building =D So I went into the expensive premise and spend half an hour there (RM2 =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor catryn was crying when I got home. Apparently she didn t get enough nap (2 hours o.o) and was fussing over finishing her last homework. Even standard 1 kids are feeling the education pressure (do something la Muhyiddin) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom even informed me that her &lt;strike&gt;crazy&lt;/strike&gt; mom intend to include ballet, taekwondo, arts, piano, mathematics tuition, language tuition (and more to come, I believe -.-) in her schedule. Am really afraid that catryn is going to lose her interest in studies sooner than anyone else would ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM2.00 - cyber café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-7909142918964755249?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/7909142918964755249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=7909142918964755249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7909142918964755249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7909142918964755249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-34-wednesday.html' title='Day 34 (Wednesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S2RAZH49qqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KWfxEpCjt74/s72-c/Screenshot+-+1_30_2010+,+10_18_35+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-3282573987725230576</id><published>2010-01-30T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T18:18:07.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 33 (Tuesday)</title><content type='html'>A very special day to a person whom I regard as my friend, team mate, pet brother, mentor, consultant, philosopher and future doctor =) another year older corresponds to another step nearer to his successful life through the wisdom and knowledge ge possessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And get married happily soon =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was being utilized on my second day of training -.- Kena instructed to take charge of the cashier’s own counter, and giving a lame excuse saying that it is to let me gain experience on being a real cashier soon, while he himself ran off and chat with his fellow gang -.- I regretted a little not to deviate from my morality to purposely lose his &lt;strike&gt;damn precious&lt;/strike&gt; float money, for how I was being treated like his very own slave &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end I didn’t really mind doing the entire hands-on job on my own lol. Guess that I’m more than ready to take on this job =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt;RM1.20 – STAR newspaper&lt;br /&gt;RM3.15 – McD Chocolate Sundae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-3282573987725230576?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/3282573987725230576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=3282573987725230576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3282573987725230576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3282573987725230576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-33-tuesday.html' title='Day 33 (Tuesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-2570023132943414435</id><published>2010-01-30T21:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:58:35.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 32 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>The thoughts of being classified by my colleagues as a loner, as I’m always known as through my first impression, on the very first day of my long-term (I supposed) part time job, almost intensified my already unnerving courage, since I’d never been in a SMK school (lack of fluent BM &gt;_&gt;) and there were only 1 or 2 Chinese around ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s really encouraging to be welcomed and guided friendly by the Malays, although I gave them a hard time for making them repeat, and slowly, what they’d said (that I mostly missed zzz). It’s either they talked like what they normally would among the Malays, or, I have problem in listening (which I seriously think so ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many fancy keys to learn about the machine. Simple and easy &gt;_&gt; though I never had the chance to work on it myself, just helped to load the stuff into plastic bags, according to types. And so it went nice and smooth =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, can you imagine that 6 passport-sized photo actually cost rm15? -.- like, what the heck, zzz…&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Expenses: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;RM1.20 - STAR newspaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;RM1.80 - Iced Nescafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-2570023132943414435?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/2570023132943414435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=2570023132943414435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2570023132943414435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2570023132943414435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-32-monday.html' title='Day 32 (Monday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-4193405686830092308</id><published>2010-01-25T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:46:35.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 31 (Sunday)</title><content type='html'>Mun Hon suggested that we should have another 3 hours of Left4Dead2 to continue the unfinished maps while we were having brunch (Dim Sum) with my family -.- and eventually we managed to, just before daughter came to fetch us to training lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed my last training before I officially start working the next day, with an early birthday celebration for Kok Choon too =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-4193405686830092308?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/4193405686830092308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=4193405686830092308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4193405686830092308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4193405686830092308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-31-sunday.html' title='Day 31 (Sunday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-3727286299369550920</id><published>2010-01-25T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:29:51.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 30 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>By the time both Kok Choon and Mun Hon arrived at my place by foot from LRT station, it was already almost 3pm -.- In the next 5 hours, we only managed to explore and play only about 2 and a half of the new Left4Dead2 maps, as we wasted more than 1 hour by restarting 10 times at the last stage of first map zzz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knew that Mun Hon has such affinity with bakeries LOL, until he da-bao-ed RM18 (no single item more than RM2.50) of it before we went to have dinner at mamak -.-!! Having 0.35k monthly can really leaves you in doubt of spending huh &gt;_&gt; the match of Hull City versus Chelsea was sadly postponed, due to the stormy winter around England. So they decided to head back early and use my computer (to do who-knows-what lol), while I went to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-3727286299369550920?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/3727286299369550920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=3727286299369550920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3727286299369550920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3727286299369550920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-30-saturday.html' title='Day 30 (Saturday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-4770127092225115509</id><published>2010-01-25T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T17:47:38.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 29 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>Here’s the deal they offered me:&lt;br /&gt;- 6 working days a week ._.&lt;br /&gt;- Working hours is noon to 11pm, except the first 3 training days which will end at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;- RM5 per hour .___.&lt;br /&gt;- An off day on &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WEEKDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: medium;"&gt;.__________.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that practically means I wouldn’t be able to conduct Ninos’ Sunday training anymore @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…but I still agreed to start on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-4770127092225115509?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/4770127092225115509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=4770127092225115509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4770127092225115509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4770127092225115509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-29-friday.html' title='Day 29 (Friday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-8445823132746519128</id><published>2010-01-25T17:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T17:43:48.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 28 (Thursday)</title><content type='html'>It was a total waste of time to travel back and forth by both LRT and monorail to the interview place. The so called work-from-home job that they advertised which I applied through the internet, turned out to be 1 of those sales job that required you to purchase a starter kit first, and work according to your preference -.- that was exactly what my mom predicted at first zzz… Kanasai, if like that I also can sell bananas at home la =.=!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to go job hunting, and found another cashier vacancy at Seri Petaling Carrefour, and a tutor assistant vacancy at my younger sister’s tuition centre. I really wished that I’ll get the latter job, because it’s more meaningful &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that night itself, I was told to attend an interview session the next afternoon, at Carrefour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-8445823132746519128?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/8445823132746519128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=8445823132746519128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8445823132746519128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8445823132746519128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-28-thursday.html' title='Day 28 (Thursday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-5236273167643050620</id><published>2010-01-25T17:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T17:26:41.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 27 (Wednesday)</title><content type='html'>Two consecutive no-life days of mapling left me in no hesitation at all to accept an interview invitation from a call I received in the evening &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow in some way I’m some sort desperate to do something to fill my void and feel contempt again ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-5236273167643050620?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/5236273167643050620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=5236273167643050620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5236273167643050620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5236273167643050620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-27-wednesday.html' title='Day 27 (Wednesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-62147266243172394</id><published>2010-01-23T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T01:47:48.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 26 (Tuesday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;A typical mapling day, as I got both the house and computer place alone to myself for almost the whole day &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a surprise gift from Xin Yi after Kok Choon’s (predictable) interrogation – a 3x experience coupon from 0200-0600 for 7 days =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m aiming to be lvl100 by the end of its usage lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-62147266243172394?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/62147266243172394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=62147266243172394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/62147266243172394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/62147266243172394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-26-tuesday.html' title='Day 26 (Tuesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1109638682473824147</id><published>2010-01-22T11:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T11:25:33.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 25 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>Woke up in a misery, as the remains of icy treatment came haunting in my subconscious mind. Eventually, I decided to unlock myself from my forever untidy room, and follow my mom to my old primary school (SJK© Tai Thung) to see how dear little catryn is doing on her first day of school. In fact, we just want to make sure that she’s able to find her school bus when school ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to hear her complaints about lack of activities around the school, and at the same time being enthusiastic of the little things she learned today =) Here’s her beaming and bubbling about as she just arrived my home by bus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S1kZ8cr_OqI/AAAAAAAAANw/xrr2CFmmvPI/s1600-h/SDC14747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S1kZ8cr_OqI/AAAAAAAAANw/xrr2CFmmvPI/s400/SDC14747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429399352055380642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S1kanGN1lbI/AAAAAAAAAN4/TVOwprlyLBE/s1600-h/SDC14748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S1kanGN1lbI/AAAAAAAAAN4/TVOwprlyLBE/s400/SDC14748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429400084757714354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least my mood was lifted a bit =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-1109638682473824147?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/1109638682473824147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=1109638682473824147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1109638682473824147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1109638682473824147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-25-monday.html' title='Day 25 (Monday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S1kZ8cr_OqI/AAAAAAAAANw/xrr2CFmmvPI/s72-c/SDC14747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-6795834169716043900</id><published>2010-01-22T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T10:54:03.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 24 (Sunday)</title><content type='html'>It was rather a gloomy day, as I was forced to be in silent mode since my parents were displaying their disagreed expressions throughout the day, after I informed them about my decision to quit my current job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither the brief outing at Sunway with Kok Choon, Mun Hon, Chien Hoong and Chuan Kai could cheer me up, nor the laggy L4D server at Sunway’s cyber café.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather rest my exhausted body and save some energy for afternoon’s training, than arguing my point with them. I’d went to fill in the vacancy form for cashier at The Store opposite Sri Petaling Hotel anyway &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it’s never about the money. After my dad seemed to finally accept my quitting reluctantly, he gave me RM150 (minus the RM50 I borrowed for Thursday’s night and my working boots purchased) for my 5 days ‘work’. And I was not tempted to have second thought about continuing the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, hands-on job are always my favourite. I wouldn’t mind at all if it means taking some time to learn and doing it on my own. However, I do understand and aware that an elevator mechanic’s work also concerns the life and death of the residents too.I’m sure it takes at least a few years of experience for an apprentice before he could start dealing with all those maintenance work. It made me shuddered by just imagining myself being bored till mentally exhausted in every single working day till June, if I were to continue ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I’d prefer to work along with other teenagers, than hanging around with a bunch of adult smokers -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only possible explanation I could deduced, is perhaps that my dad wanted to spend more time together with me, to fuse back our long-broken bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks to all ninos who celebrated me and Kwan Seng’s very &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BELATED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;birthday lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-6795834169716043900?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/6795834169716043900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=6795834169716043900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6795834169716043900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6795834169716043900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-24-sunday.html' title='Day 24 (Sunday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-5279301911038192980</id><published>2010-01-22T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:50:03.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>There were 16 players in the CHS squad, after Chye Leng and I checked in at the very last minute. However, everyone still seemed to be certain about the outcome most were expecting, especially after us being the latecomers, watched our opponents warming up and doing drills on the Astaka field. It was indeed a huge contrast with our chit-chatters group and plain discs tossing around ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there weren’t many handlers in the squad, I reminded them that at least 2 handlers must be present in the line-up (from Jian Shen, Darren, Yu Bin and I). Only after they were trailing and decided to field in their strongest lineup (Jia Ming, Jian Singh, William Chew and Kim), the 4 of us did the same, with Kok Choon, Kwan Seng or Chang Meng, and 2 other girls. And it went pretty well – scoring the last point at 12-11 leading lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to MidValley after had our lunch together at Ipoh Chicken Rice Restaurant with Ethan, Mun Hon, Chien Hoong and her joining, to spend the last day with Huei Mien before her National Service at Negeri Sembilan. We spend almost an hour undecided with our entertainment venue (at mv? =.=). Eventually, almost everyone went home after done with the 2 pool tables &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was waiting daughter to fetch me home at Kok Choon’s house, I tertidur at his comfy bed after hugging his squashy bolster for some time lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-5279301911038192980?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/5279301911038192980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=5279301911038192980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5279301911038192980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5279301911038192980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-23-saturday.html' title='Day 23 (Saturday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-4481200086504581551</id><published>2010-01-19T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T11:25:53.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>I never knew there’s such a building located near the LRT station after Dang Wangi (not Masjid Jamek, forgot what name ._.). Sunway Tower has also 41 floors (as indicated in the elevator’s buttons), but the large supporting frame between the 1st and 8th floor made the huge difference in terms of height compared to Bistari Condominium. I remembered viewing the tip of KL tower within 1km radius by tilting my head with an elevation angle of less than 30 degrees on its helicopter platform o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, how long could the cable actually last? It seems to me that every elevator requires cable changing then =.= I can’t even tell how many cable were supporting the elevator, since I was doing my jobless job, again -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went around exploring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their security was quite reliable, as almost every possible entry to the building was guarded, and required an access card. The penthouse is spectacular - judging from the overview plan outside its heavily secured front door o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their engine room is, sadly, pathetic -.- I swear I could taste the bring rusting powder by just inhaling the suffocating room full of Fe2O3 ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most boring day of the week eventually triggered my hidden courage to request for a day off for the next day from my dad. It was at least a consolation to be granted another chance to face U8Soar =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-4481200086504581551?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/4481200086504581551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=4481200086504581551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4481200086504581551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4481200086504581551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-22-friday.html' title='Day 22 (Friday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-4099213287694247040</id><published>2010-01-18T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:33:06.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 21 (Thursday)</title><content type='html'>It was the last day of 2009, yet Subang Jaya’s MyDin decided not to spare us a day off -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first elevator inspection caught me off guard, as it was SUPER HUGE o.o the space inside is almost the size of my bedroom, what the heck =.= though it’s weird that only 6 cables were supporting it, with lower velocity too. Since the distance between each floor is approximately 20m, it took almost five times slower than the speed of Usain Bolt to reach 100m above ground zzz… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the supporting and structural part of the cable were not as stiff as they used to be; only then I realized that the elevator is for transporting goods ._. our 3-men-task was just to saw away the loosen cable part, and reinstalled it by pulling the cable some distance upwards with some unknown and complicated measurement they calculated -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought work ended early when we finished it before lunchtime, since all the previous task was only working on a single elevator. So, they resumed to the same task with a passenger elevator next to the previous elevator ._. and, yeah, more tools handling &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were finally done with the second task around 5pm, I nearly got a heart attack when they informed me that the opposite side of the building has another 2 more elevators =.=!! Lucky for me though, both of it still work just fine after some quick inspection =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hastily cleaned up myself the moment I got into my doorstep to get prepared for New Year’s Eve celebration at Sunway Pyramid. Yet, still failed to keep Ritchie, Grace and her from having our dinner late ._. 8pm at Bar-B-Q Plaza lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to wander around the crowded place after we were stuffed with food. I refused to join in their cam-whore activity around the Christmas tree outside of the right entrance &gt;_&gt; Then we came to the most popular spot of the night, where many could still view the fireworks display without entering the Sunway Lagoon premise – Starbucks. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we decided to head back to Grace’s place at 11pm after almost 1 hour standing and watching aimlessly for an empty space to sit ._. spend the last half an hour watching channels of Astro airing live countdown event at several countries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all of us were rushing to the second floor after the first stroke of the multi-coloured pyrotechnics’ display, me and her being in the last of the line, were secretly having our own ‘celebration’ at the staircase before joining them ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-4099213287694247040?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/4099213287694247040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=4099213287694247040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4099213287694247040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4099213287694247040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-21-thursday.html' title='Day 21 (Thursday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-329319591267865147</id><published>2010-01-18T11:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:32:08.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20 (Wednesday)</title><content type='html'>Another cable changing task, and it was just nearby the venue of our last work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sutera flat’s elevators are smaller and have less traveling floors. Also, it was supported by only 5 cables. So they all agreed that it is possible to complete the job within that day, and were determined to do so ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There weren’t any conversations between walkie-talkies anymore, since it’s just 7 floors distance away. All those communication and coordination work, by means of shouting, made the passer-by wondered whether barbarians instead of mechanics were doing the maintenance job -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the tools handling job was busy enough to prevent myself from drifting away to my reverie &gt;_&gt; plus, there was a swimming pool full of kids (no chicks =/) just 50m outside the top floor elevator; relatively better than the only view of scary height at Bistari ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, the mechanics proved that their hypothesis was correct, after 10 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-329319591267865147?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/329319591267865147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=329319591267865147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/329319591267865147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/329319591267865147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-20-wednesday.html' title='Day 20 (Wednesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1922406932528744530</id><published>2010-01-15T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:16:02.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19 (Tuesday)</title><content type='html'>They only managed to retreat all the 7 cables the previous day, so we headed back to Bistari condominium again. And the task of the day was to replace the cables with the new ones – which reminded me the hard work of unloading each bundle of cable (weighed around 200kg) from the truck with the other 5 people on Monday -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I had something to do, and it was a thrilling and exciting one =D I got to ride ON TOP OF the elevator, with my dad’s partner of course =D However, my job is still limited to operating the up and down of elevator, and passing more tools -.- a faint spotlight was all I could see when looking downwards inside the dark, 41 floors vertical tunnel ._. I guess it’s still better than viewing nothing but only a deep abyss &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relatively less screwing and unscrewing, and the job were done within hours after our lunch break. Arrived home around 4pm, sweet~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-1922406932528744530?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/1922406932528744530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=1922406932528744530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1922406932528744530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1922406932528744530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-19-tuesday.html' title='Day 19 (Tuesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-7794951406299103985</id><published>2010-01-07T17:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:48:41.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>My first day of work, and it started at the 41st floor of the South Court of Bistari condominium at PWTC O.O and it was a huge task – changing the 7 elevator cables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get started, the elevator was lifted to the highest floor, so that the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Counterweight"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;counterweight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; would be at the lowest floor. And the 5 of us were divided into 3 groups; 1 person at the engine room, 2 people work on top of the elevator at the highest floor, and 2 people at the ground floor to control the cable and counterweight. I was assigned to the lowest floor, but the only job that I’d done was sticking newspaper to the wall beside the elevator entrance (so that it won’t get dirty from all the greasy work) =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I saw, the work to unload each cable (approximately 43x10m) alone was tedious and complicated enough -.- just noticed that there were plenty of screwing and unscrewing job. And my second job was passing the tools, which names that I’ve mostly forgotten (all KH memorizing work gone with time &gt;_&gt;), to all the mechanics -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got really frustrated back home. My so-called ‘work’, was practically no work at all -.- because I spend most of the time just watching them busying around, and I’m not supposed to go anywhere or do anything else but to stay put around... Until almost 9pm ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really considered quitting zzz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. for those of you who watch those firemen/police drama, the action of one ‘&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;’ who stood on top of the elevator and pulling those cable with only &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;BARE HANDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, is for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;entertainment purpose&lt;/span&gt; only -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-7794951406299103985?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/7794951406299103985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=7794951406299103985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7794951406299103985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7794951406299103985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-18-monday.html' title='Day 18 (Monday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-5153368711004351685</id><published>2010-01-04T15:50:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:12:59.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17 (Sunday)</title><content type='html'>The only entertainment around the house in Batu Arang is just a plain, old-fashioned TV with below than average picture quality. Kind of miss the bunnies and guinea pig that used to pace around in the backyard with their tiny limbs =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I’m stuck with all the vocabularies in Twilight for hours and got bored (@.@), decided to take some pictures around the house and post it on blog =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GefzyH61I/AAAAAAAAALQ/n3XyNAPymiU/s1600-h/SDC14558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GefzyH61I/AAAAAAAAALQ/n3XyNAPymiU/s400/SDC14558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422789695644363602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;front door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GfS7CRpTI/AAAAAAAAALY/OdiYPRr-PT4/s1600-h/SDC14559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GfS7CRpTI/AAAAAAAAALY/OdiYPRr-PT4/s400/SDC14559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422790573764486450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entering the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GgcVqLeBI/AAAAAAAAALg/ltJNpi-LQ-s/s1600-h/SDC14560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GgcVqLeBI/AAAAAAAAALg/ltJNpi-LQ-s/s400/SDC14560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422791835041626130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the room which me and both of my sis sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GhwjWtFBI/AAAAAAAAALo/npBk7XTx3vE/s1600-h/SDC14561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GhwjWtFBI/AAAAAAAAALo/npBk7XTx3vE/s400/SDC14561.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422793281827050514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the room which my parents sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0Gil6EZEEI/AAAAAAAAALw/3siGvSRRptI/s1600-h/SDC14562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0Gil6EZEEI/AAAAAAAAALw/3siGvSRRptI/s400/SDC14562.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422794198457323586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dining place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0Gjy6STf4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/lqGJAST36no/s1600-h/SDC14563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0Gjy6STf4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/lqGJAST36no/s400/SDC14563.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422795521365606274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0Gn1hB1DZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/theJbn59cgw/s1600-h/SDC14564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0Gn1hB1DZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/theJbn59cgw/s400/SDC14564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422799964171734418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0Gqm3nb9RI/AAAAAAAAAMg/fnipvCzns4Y/s1600-h/SDC14565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0Gqm3nb9RI/AAAAAAAAAMg/fnipvCzns4Y/s400/SDC14565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422803011071898898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0Gs5jnS5KI/AAAAAAAAAM4/NiK2I8weFZk/s1600-h/SDC14566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0Gs5jnS5KI/AAAAAAAAAM4/NiK2I8weFZk/s400/SDC14566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422805531143365794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pond behind the backyard - algae bloom =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GtkeO4aQI/AAAAAAAAANA/TAkBM-cs7ik/s1600-h/SDC14567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GtkeO4aQI/AAAAAAAAANA/TAkBM-cs7ik/s400/SDC14567.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422806268433164546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left view of the side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GwJF2wMTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/K723InKc0G8/s1600-h/SDC14568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GwJF2wMTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/K723InKc0G8/s400/SDC14568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422809096567927090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right view of the side&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, the house is surrounded by mostly greeneries =) that's why it was extreme hot in the afternoon, and extreme cold at night ._. rarely there'll be conditions with intermediate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Forgot to take the bathroom and toilet picture lol xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-5153368711004351685?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/5153368711004351685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=5153368711004351685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5153368711004351685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5153368711004351685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-17-sunday.html' title='Day 17 (Sunday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/S0GefzyH61I/AAAAAAAAALQ/n3XyNAPymiU/s72-c/SDC14558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-6750983792952490138</id><published>2010-01-04T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T14:31:37.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>Failed to do anything interesting at all from morning till evening, except went through all the virtual images in my dream with mixed emotions – ranging from adrenaline pumping ones to generating nerve impulses ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I, except my brother, went back to our kampung at Batu Arang, which is located at 1 hour driving distance from Seri Petaling, to attend my dad’s second eldest sister’s 61st birthday celebration dinner. My dad caught me by surprise when he asked whether I would be interested to work for him, as a assistant lift mechanic, before the dinner started. Without hesitation, I’d agreed (I’m desperate for a job, bored at home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went to visit my cousin’s house, which is just a few streets away from the restaurant, after the dinner. Her elder daughter, who is the same age as my younger sister, looks super gorgeous with model face ._. somehow I’m expecting her to be married soon (maybe before 23?), given the fact that shotgun wedding is common in kampung &gt;_&gt; (at least it is around here).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-6750983792952490138?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/6750983792952490138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=6750983792952490138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6750983792952490138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6750983792952490138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-16-saturday.html' title='Day 16 (Saturday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-900035765033917019</id><published>2010-01-03T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T14:03:32.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>It was indeed the very first time I get to drive on a weekday, thanks to Christmas &gt;_&gt; am 1 of the few early birds who arrived at Glad Tidings Church (just outside CHS), and meet up with Min Hui, Xin Yi, Yu Xuan and Chia Lit in the hall much later, to watch the Christmas drama – Messiah, by the invitation of Chia Lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought it would be like those English drama, which conducted by Mr. William, that we used to watch in school hall, where I clearly failed in receiving and understanding the words that came out from their mouth ._. a-bu-den my MUET listening test was always the lousiest one -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out that it was totally opposite, and even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drama was supported with high technology equipments – coloured lightings, digital audio, hands free microphone, white screen with presentation. Even their costumes and backdoor stages were awesome. The crews were excellent in acting along with the perfectly scripted storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me wonder how they achieved such a success with free admission ._. at least the crowd showed their appreciation with a standing ovation =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to tumpang Min Hui to MidValley after the drama since I never drove there before. And it was terrible -.- besides the &lt;b&gt;loooooooooooooong&lt;/b&gt; queue, I accidentally got into the taxi lane at North Court – no thanks to the blue Myvi in front of me which I followed -.- stuck there for like 40 minutes since it wasn’t around peak hour zzz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of Christmas afternoon till evening was quiet at home – my mom and elder sister went for a one-day-trip to Johor, and my brother, who can never stay more than 6 hours active at home, went pak-toh &gt;_&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-900035765033917019?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/900035765033917019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=900035765033917019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/900035765033917019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/900035765033917019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-15-friday.html' title='Day 15 (Friday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-7686393528230139964</id><published>2010-01-01T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:25:21.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14 (Thursday)</title><content type='html'>It was definitely a better sign to wake up 4 hours earlier than the previous day’s awake – at least I know that my body’s biological clock is turning back to normal lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been like years since the last time I received a mail from my friends. So I guess it was just a reflex action to double check the recipient name written on the letterhead when I first saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sz4ExNpAg9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/EC9PkTOxgdk/s1600-h/SDC14737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sz4ExNpAg9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/EC9PkTOxgdk/s400/SDC14737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421776244922418130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sz4Fiu7facI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZqILR9WmHiY/s1600-h/SDC14738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sz4Fiu7facI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZqILR9WmHiY/s400/SDC14738.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421777095671900610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sz4Fiu7facI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZqILR9WmHiY/s1600-h/SDC14738.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;presents and what...? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special thanks to Sue Ping, who always forked out her own precious time to present her artistic talent as a tribute, to possibly anyone =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More surprise followed up; however, brutal. My cousin’s 6-year-old daughter, Catryn, who is the most cheerful and brightest kid I’ve ever seen, was hammered with non-stop scolding by her mom, for she has failed to get &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; place in her &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;’s ejaan… And even assured her that there’ll be rotan treatment for her once they got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not comment on my cousin’s behaviour so as not to mar her reputation =.= there’s only a fact that I want to convey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kids who don’t have a memorable childhood tend to incline towards mental illness suffering in their later life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Please spare her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-7686393528230139964?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/7686393528230139964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=7686393528230139964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7686393528230139964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7686393528230139964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-14-thursday.html' title='Day 14 (Thursday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sz4ExNpAg9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/EC9PkTOxgdk/s72-c/SDC14737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1281100937324118</id><published>2009-12-25T18:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T18:25:56.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13 (Wednesday)</title><content type='html'>To our surprise, there IS Left4Dead2 in the NetStudio at my place! =D so we split the team according to our seating (me + Kok Choon and Chien Hoong + Mun Hon + Huei Mien + Ka Fai) and fooled around with the unknown weapons + map + infected lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weapons are… a bit laughable&lt;br /&gt;The maps are… causing me dizzy&lt;br /&gt;The new infected characters are… &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;Jockey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is tricky~ there was a time I caught 1 fella and jump off the building and caused him to death O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Charger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; requires good accuracy and timing~ there was a time I knocked off 3 fellas and charged 1 fella to the wall and incapacitated him xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Spitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is kind of useless to me~ good thing about spitter is that it can shoot acid in long range, but the damage is quite low and it’s acid area is negligible in a large map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hours later, we were at my house slurping cup mee/drinking HL milk/coffee while playing pokers, until the 4 of them (Ka Fai, Mun Hon, Chien Hoong, Huei Mien) decided to had a brief mind resting (about 40 mins -.-!!). I didn’t want to sleep ‘cause it would take an atomic bomb to blow me awake, given that I’d had not slept for the past 21 hours + ATP usage in shopping and partying &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.30am, 23/12/2009. Just in case I would encounter any accident while driving without getting proper rest, I had a glance at my watch and remembered the date and time &gt;_&gt; In that 1 and a half hour of journey, I managed to send everyone home without any misfortune lol. There shall be no second time, I thought to myself ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, straight to my room, lied forward down on my bed, and raised my left arm, checked the time – 8am. And dozed off much quicker than my arm had its landing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I checked my watch again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;pm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;-.-!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-1281100937324118?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/1281100937324118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=1281100937324118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1281100937324118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1281100937324118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-13-wednesday.html' title='Day 13 (Wednesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-3390904361281720995</id><published>2009-12-25T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T17:20:49.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12 (Tuesday)</title><content type='html'>Met up with Ethan at around 2pm in Midvalley, then went to visit his friend’s (also Ethan’s neighbour) room in Cititel (apparently his house is under renovation). The name is JJ (forgot his full name), and he’s living with his younger sister (who has a perfect figure o.o) at a shocking RM240 per double-bed room per day O.O definitely came from a sibeh rich family, ‘cause he had been staying for almost 2 weeks already (work on the total yourself) =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to JJ’s suggestion and guidance, the 3 of us managed to da bao all the required food + items in about 1 hour +. Tumpang some people on the way to Ethan’s place (Kok Choon, Mun Hon and Ka Fai). Then jumped in the pool with the early birds (Yu Bin and Wei Jiat) before initiating our BBQ fire. Even with out King Scout around (Natalie), the fire started kind of… slow, and WARM &gt;_&gt; so it almost took us a whole freaking hour to start cooking our stuff, which also failed in making our stomach full (not enough food ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jian Shen, Kimberley and Natalie were the victim of the day. I wonder how it feels to be thrown off into that icy pool =/ The sauna was the best part though. Kwan Seng and Wei Jiat did their usual jokes cracking again, and had us in stitches all the while =D Imagine the 15/16 of us in that small room lol, felt like part of a big family =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 (Ka Fai, Kok Choon, Chien Hoong, Huei Mien) out of 5 cyber café kaki had to squeeze themselves with the owner in the seat behind Ru Yan’s Vios. Lucky for me to be their driver lol. Also, lucky for his excessive stored adipose tissue, Mun Hon get to be seated along with me comfortably in front xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure that’s the longest ride they ever had from Ethan’s place to my place lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-3390904361281720995?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/3390904361281720995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=3390904361281720995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3390904361281720995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3390904361281720995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-12-tuesday.html' title='Day 12 (Tuesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-4724345003045565644</id><published>2009-12-24T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T16:29:25.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>Apart from the muscle aches extended all over my body, I could feel nothing more sensible. I should do less diving which only serves to pressure the catchers &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a massive discussion with Ethan on msn at night, to finalize the details for next day’s ninos X’mas party. Am still worried about any sudden conflicts though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-4724345003045565644?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/4724345003045565644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=4724345003045565644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4724345003045565644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4724345003045565644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-11-monday.html' title='Day 11 (Monday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-459665838439265287</id><published>2009-12-24T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:01:03.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10 (Sunday)</title><content type='html'>Had to force myself to get up at 7am++ (after only 6 hours of sleep) to meet up with Melissa at her church (nearby my place) to take the BBQ sticks I borrow from her. Kok Choon’s parents belanja my breakfast, again -.- I’d better stay away from his house next time ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knew that 5 people in a Kancil can be a suffering =.= the journey from school’s bus stop to Sunway Pyramid seems like the longest ride ever zzz… Last time I checked, Asia Café’s cyber café was lag free in LAN games. Spending only half of the 3 hours playing Left4Dead was a clear sign of disruption by the renovation going on there -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a Christmas card from both Samantha and Deanna before our training started. Many thanks! =) my hope last week came to no avail as I displayed yet another sucky performance T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Really wish that someone could point out and guide me to improve my weaknesses…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-459665838439265287?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/459665838439265287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=459665838439265287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/459665838439265287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/459665838439265287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-10-sunday.html' title='Day 10 (Sunday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-8118238550637166080</id><published>2009-12-22T10:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:53:22.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>A typical no-life day ._. spend the whole freaking day mapling zzzzzzzzzzzz… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the 2x experience activated by GM, somehow I managed to level up by 2 though =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-8118238550637166080?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/8118238550637166080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=8118238550637166080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8118238550637166080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8118238550637166080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-9.html' title='Day 9 (Saturday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-53124126860869994</id><published>2009-12-21T13:03:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:53:08.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>My first official date after STPM =) arrived just in time at Sunway for the movie ‘New Moon’, and obviously got scolded by her ._. the storyline was… way too obvious? And instead of feeling touched, I felt that the romance element was too unrealistic =.= I wouldn’t be surprised if Robert Pattinson was the main attraction of the turnout =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had to think for a looooooooooooooooong time, only decided to have lunch at Sushi King =D Here is her mixing soya sauce with wasabi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8CkbYtNUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/advxBJ0kH50/s1600-h/SDC14130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8CkbYtNUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/advxBJ0kH50/s400/SDC14130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417551701599925570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Japanese food’s taste is just weird~ like my pickled raddish and miso soup, the former smells funny (which eventually ended up in her stomach lol) and the latter comprised of sweet + salty flavour, ugh~ ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting up with Crystal and her *ehem, the 4 of us headed to the tent outside Sunway Pyramid, where the Dolphins &amp;amp; Sea Lions Show was held =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8JGPXfqII/AAAAAAAAAKI/xvioy7Qhpew/s1600-h/SDC14145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8JGPXfqII/AAAAAAAAAKI/xvioy7Qhpew/s400/SDC14145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417558879558936706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8KBewNUXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kPoQrNPIzoM/s1600-h/SDC14132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8KBewNUXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kPoQrNPIzoM/s400/SDC14132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417559897301406066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8LEtVmxpI/AAAAAAAAAKY/qpmZ0tXsXfI/s1600-h/SDC14141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8LEtVmxpI/AAAAAAAAAKY/qpmZ0tXsXfI/s400/SDC14141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417561052267595410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sealion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8NahioZ5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/l18rveY_RLU/s1600-h/SDC14133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8NahioZ5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/l18rveY_RLU/s400/SDC14133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417563626081380242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8OW2iNQzI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1YzC0yZrpL4/s1600-h/SDC14160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8OW2iNQzI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1YzC0yZrpL4/s400/SDC14160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417564662508897074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waving goodbye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8QQ_CAeGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Asy8i6_npg8/s1600-h/SDC14163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8QQ_CAeGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Asy8i6_npg8/s400/SDC14163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417566760733800546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the queue for taking photos with dolphins ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had mixed feelings while watching, as I always do, since I was a boy. Watching these animals perform on stage, also knowing that the cruelness they suffered behind the scene, I couldn’t help myself from feeling gloomy. That’s why I never really like visiting zoo, or even watching my sis’ hamster caged up behind the iron bars. My dad used to operate his own aquarium shop. It was never really a pleasing sight to see fishes wandering in their limited space glass tank. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that should conclude that I'm fond with animals, and perhaps my career should lie within that range.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-53124126860869994?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/53124126860869994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=53124126860869994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/53124126860869994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/53124126860869994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-first-official-date-after-stpm.html' title='Day 8 (Friday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sy8CkbYtNUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/advxBJ0kH50/s72-c/SDC14130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-4088195790079274564</id><published>2009-12-21T12:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:52:54.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 (Thursday)</title><content type='html'>Got up at 2am, and started uploading our Port Dickson’s picture on facebook. Never knew that it’s such a tedious process ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploading was… &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;SLOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then have to… &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;WRITE CAPTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next started… &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;TAG PEOPLE &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;-.-!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the time clocks at 6am -.- and I went back to sleep for another 2 hours. Well, that was my first time anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend the rest of the day mapling lol… Leveled up by 1 only though =/ ‘cause spend most of the time hunting points for belt with Xin Yi and Kok Choon ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-4088195790079274564?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/4088195790079274564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=4088195790079274564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4088195790079274564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4088195790079274564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-7.html' title='Day 7 (Thursday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-6158173316632177065</id><published>2009-12-21T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:52:40.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 (Wednesday)</title><content type='html'>At least my first awake was at 4am this time &gt;_&gt; 8am sharp and even less sign of conscious people in the apartment. Perhaps it’s due to the excess ultraviolet exposure =/ our breakfast time was as late as 11am, no thanks to many of the lazy bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed our luggage, then arranged and cleaned up our barnyard. Checked out around 12.30pm. And goodbye Port Dickson, here we come Seremban =) apparently Hui Yee’s relative house is just located 40km away from our resort, so we decided to head over there and have a little sneak peek =D mana tau nobody at home ._. so they waited under the shady old tree, while I was rocking myself away in the swing outside her house under the fiery sun, for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this super celaka punya Hui Yee’s neighbour’s dog, it barks at ANYONE who came within its radius of 3m… Except for Min Hui -.- probably the dog was her husband in their past life LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch around 3 something, didn’t feel like eating ‘cause still kenyang ._. Hui Yee’s dear mom eventually belanja our lunch meal. Woots! 15 plates of different combination char siew/bak gai/siu gai/siew yok rice, surely that should cost around RM70 no? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept through the journey back to CHS bus stop. And continued to sleep around 7pm once I got home ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-6158173316632177065?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/6158173316632177065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=6158173316632177065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6158173316632177065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6158173316632177065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-6.html' title='Day 6 (Wednesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-7635637748368720543</id><published>2009-12-19T12:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:52:28.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 (Tuesday)</title><content type='html'>My sleeping pattern since 2am onwards was a constant awake in every tip of the hour. I had to get up at 6am, rather reluctantly, no thanks to the morning breeze chill. The early birds (Mei Chee, Kok Choon, Zhao Ying, Chia Lit, Sue Ping, Gabriel and I) had a little chit-chat while waiting for others to open their lazy eyes =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our apartment supposedly can only accommodate 4 adults and 2 children, breakfast at hotel was available for only 5 person (Yu Xuan, Kok Choon, Xin Yi, Hui Yee, Chia Lit). So the rest of us went to hawker centre to eat, and I had 2 servings lol. RM8 for char kuey teow + wantan mee + neslo, what a contrast compare to KL’s price =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon activity – to the b**ch =D since the b**ch outside our apartment was small and filthy; we drove all the way down South, and found the crowd. Few of them (Melisssa, Kok Choon, Amanda, and dunno who) bought kite (RM5) and let it soar with the sea breeze. Hui Yee got ‘buried’ and was mould to a sexy feature xD (sorry no pic) Did my first diving in the sea for the disc, and nearly lost my spectacles =.= only me, Min Hui, Kok Choon, Melissa, Hui Yee and Mei Chee went for dipping in the sea, 10 others all humji don’t know why decided to stay on b**ch =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch at KFC, 6 of us (me, Kok Choon, Xin Yi, Min Hui, Ching Sin, Sue Ping) went to experience cyber café (Sky Internet Zone) at Port Dickson! And it was real bad ._. keep disconnected from the server when playing L4D =.= or lag whenever there’s massive zombie spawning zzz… So we played FlatOut2 instead (thanks to Bryan who introduces this game! =D). Found out that girls can be aggressive at bumping cars too =.= got owned near the end of the game zzz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had steamboat at night, and we couldn’t finish the food =.= so they forced us to habiskan by using ice-cream as temptation lol. The crazy part was, we called up Pn. Jeya and Pn. Felicia and created sound pollution xD I bet they were having headache at the other end =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that Yu Xuan and I had bad sunburn? We both couldn’t stand the stickiness of the sunblock cream -.- thanks to frisbee training, I wasn’t really bothered by it lol. Melissa and Yu Xuan underwent whitening treatment, by Sue Ping =D might consider use their picture as advertisement xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, everyone was just too tired to follow through the original plan – staying awake for the last night together, and talk about our form 6 lives. As I curled up to my 2-cushioned-chair-bed, the silence was just too tempting for my mind to wander off to dreamland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-7635637748368720543?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/7635637748368720543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=7635637748368720543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7635637748368720543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7635637748368720543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-5.html' title='Day 5 (Tuesday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-9213855719608228142</id><published>2009-12-17T10:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:52:16.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>I was pretty sure that we weren’t the last to arrive, even though we only started to get prepared 10 minutes before 9am. And I was right. It wasn’t until around 9.30am that the 16 of us were all present, and took off at 10.30am after having a brief breakfast at ipoh’s chicken rice restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our 3 drivers (Min Hui, Mei Chee and Yu Xuan), we arrived at Glory Beach Resort just a little past noon. The sea-view from our 6th floor 3-bedroom-apartment was fascinating. At least it’s better than what I heard from all the various criticisms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drizzles forced us to halt out outdoor activities (swimming, tennis, basketball, Frisbee, cam-whoring) in the evening. Had spaghetti while waiting for the weather to turn fine for our barbeque. We had to initiate the fire and cook our food with people holding umbrellas eventually ._. many thanks to the Malay gang who provide us with hot-burning charcoal and ikan bakar too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 of us (me, Kok Choon, Gabriel, Zhao Ying) had to settle ourselves to sleep in the living room due to insufficient room. But Zhao Ying and I don’t really mind ‘cause the air conditioners in the rooms were freezing -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-9213855719608228142?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/9213855719608228142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=9213855719608228142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/9213855719608228142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/9213855719608228142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-4.html' title='Day 4 (Monday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-2784743629594858543</id><published>2009-12-17T04:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:52:06.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 (Sunday)</title><content type='html'>Did some last minute packing up for my Port Dickson trip and went to school for Frisbee training by daughter’s car. Had a sloppy performance though &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handling was… lacking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;confidence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cutting was… lacking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sharpness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My marking was… lacking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;determination&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My defending was… lacking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;concentration&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My organizing was… lacking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;efficiency&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope it’s just a pre-trip laziness symptom ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still find Kok Choon’s bedroom is too cold for me to doze off =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-2784743629594858543?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/2784743629594858543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=2784743629594858543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2784743629594858543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2784743629594858543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3.html' title='Day 3 (Sunday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1721663011231468943</id><published>2009-12-13T09:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:51:54.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>To drive after only getting less than 4 hours of sleep, one has to pay 200% alertness behind the wheel. I’m fortunate to stay on my toes throughout the journey, considering my unobservant attribute =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 hours of non-stop training, I finally got my arrow rain at level 72! =D but it would be left untouched until I come back from Port Dickson la (on Wednesday) =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my cousin’s (don’t know how many years old ._.) party at night. The buffet wasn’t really appetizing to me. The crowd is full of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;KIDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ADULTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, only 4 of us (Shaks) and my eldest cousin’s son Hao Wen are considered teenagers around. And so I spend most of the time playing with catryn’s less-than-1-year-old twin sister. Jian Xin loves to stick her fingers into her mouth and put saliva in almost everywhere possible while being carried &gt;_&gt; While Rou Xin wouldn’t love to be around with people unfamiliar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the souvenir I got before going back home =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/SyRFKRiRfrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/WiilfmxOKNg/s1600-h/SDC13905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414528694814342834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/SyRFKRiRfrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/WiilfmxOKNg/s400/SDC13905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/SyRHW0nemqI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EPtIW0CbRcc/s1600-h/SDC13906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414531109413100194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/SyRHW0nemqI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EPtIW0CbRcc/s400/SDC13906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHELSEA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; drew 3-3 last night =( &lt;div&gt;HAHAHA but never mind though, ‘cause &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MANCHESTER UNITED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; even worse, lost 1-0 at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to Aston Villa! Thanks a million Agbonlahor!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-1721663011231468943?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/1721663011231468943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=1721663011231468943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1721663011231468943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1721663011231468943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2.html' title='Day 2 (Saturday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/SyRFKRiRfrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/WiilfmxOKNg/s72-c/SDC13905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-367191017809282104</id><published>2009-12-12T09:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:51:40.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>Of all the possible ways I can think of, being woken up by Sue Ping’s annoyment is, however, the least expectable ._. In fact it makes me wonder, how could I be the last person to be awake when all of us slept around 4am after went through our PS2 football fiesta night? I had to double check with my cell phone’s time to make sure my wrist watch’s 10am is not a delusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special thanks to Min Hui, who, shooed her parents away to overnight at Subang instead of Old Town, and lend us her empty house for our first post-STPM discharging venue =D and to Kok Choon, Xin Yi and Sue Ping, for much of the fun we shared together =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ride home was, surprisingly (or not), the highlight of the day. First, she reversed her Vios and banged into Ethan’s car front portion, which fortunately only to receive an out-of-space bumper. Then, she nearly drove off without realizing the unloading passenger was still on his way out. I guess it’s really ok (or not) for newbie drivers to make some minor mistakes - as a subconscious reminder to not repeat that particular horrific incident again. So, cheer up daughter! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-367191017809282104?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/367191017809282104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=367191017809282104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/367191017809282104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/367191017809282104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-1.html' title='Day 1 (Friday)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-5509863448891959791</id><published>2009-11-10T01:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T01:53:49.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="breakingNewsHeader" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.465em; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1em; text-transform: none; "&gt;The Reds, The Blues... And The Pearly Whites&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="module_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;p class="articleUpdate" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.625em; color: rgb(150, 150, 150); "&gt;12:21pm UK, Monday November 09, 2009&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="authorLocation" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.85em; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Joe Braidwood, Sky News Online&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.1em; "&gt;A football fan stole the attention from Chelsea's victory at Stamford Bridge last night - with a flash of his teeth.&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QO-iopzSSSA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QO-iopzSSSA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;The fan was spotted cleaning his pearly whites close to the&lt;a href="http://indepth.news.sky.com/InDepth/topic/Manchester_United" title="See more on Manchester United" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(230, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Manchester United&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bench as Blues striker &lt;a href="http://indepth.news.sky.com/InDepth/topic/Didier_Drogba" title="See more on Drogba" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(230, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Didier Drogba&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was subbed off for Salomon Kalou.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.875em; "&gt;The camera cuts to Kalou as Drogba runs towards his teammate - but the fan grabs the moment as he stands in shot casually brushing his teeth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.875em; "&gt;A clip of the stunt was promptly posted on YouTube and has already been viewed by thousands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.875em; "&gt;&lt;cut style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/cut&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="articleSquareImage" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 20px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; float: left; width: 180px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://news.sky.com/sky-news/content/StaticFile/jpg/2009/Nov/Week2/15445729.jpg" alt="Man brushes his teeth during Chelsea - Manchester Untied game at Stamford Bridge. Picture: Sky Sports" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;p class="imageCaption" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.625em; "&gt;An unusual sight. Pic: Sky Sports&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.875em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.875em; "&gt;Chelsea went on to beat United 1-0 and maintain their lead at the top of the Premiership.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.875em; "&gt;But while Nicolas Anelka was declared official man of the match, some viewers claimed the toothbrush man was the real hero.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.875em; "&gt;"This was highlight of the match - haha what a legend," one YouTube user posted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.875em; "&gt;Others questioned whether the moment was all just a planned stunt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.875em; "&gt;"Honestly I think when he got this seat behind the bench he already knew what he'd be doing to get (on) television," another wrote.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-5509863448891959791?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/5509863448891959791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=5509863448891959791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5509863448891959791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5509863448891959791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/11/lol.html' title='LOL!'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-2545555539116743476</id><published>2009-11-06T11:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:58:39.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok maybe I’m slow, but I just found out there’s such a wonderful quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Peace cannot be kept by force. It can only be achieved by understanding."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;             &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;             &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;            &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Albert Einstein &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who know me well should know what I’m trying to relate and infer with. Cheers! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-2545555539116743476?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/2545555539116743476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=2545555539116743476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2545555539116743476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2545555539116743476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok-maybe-im-slow-but-i-just-found-out.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-8417639117460248416</id><published>2009-10-26T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:12:40.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Students are getting smarter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;What is the main objective of the STPM; is it just to pass people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you explain the fact that 87% of the students passed the&lt;br /&gt;examinations of the Sijil Tinggi Persekolahan Malaysia (STPM) recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When during your grandfather's time only 10% would have passed?&lt;br /&gt;Are students getting smarter? Or are STPM questions getting easier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me put things in their proper perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During your grandfather's time, they would ask exam questions like:&lt;br /&gt;In what year did Parameswara founded the kingdom of Melaka ?&lt;br /&gt;The correct answer was "1402", and they found that only 10% of the students managed to answer the question correctly. This didn't go down too well with the authorities, because the o bjective of the exams was to pass people.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what's the point of having exams if people fail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later, they found another way to ask the same question:&lt;br /&gt;Parameswara founded the kingdom of Melaka in the year:&lt;br /&gt;(a) 2001&lt;br /&gt;(b) 2004&lt;br /&gt;(c) 1986&lt;br /&gt;(d) 1975&lt;br /&gt;(e) 1402&lt;br /&gt;Tick the correct answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results were better in that 20% of the students passed. But it was still not good enough, so the authorities tried a different tact a few years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parameswara founded the kingdom of Melaka in the year1402. True or false?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, half of the students guessed "True" and the other half guessed&lt;br /&gt;"False".&lt;br /&gt;Fully 50% passed. The results were getting pretty acceptable by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most other countries would be satisfied with a 50% passing rate, but not us.We are a better country, because we are a 'Boleh' country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The authorities then cracked their heads and then came out with this one:&lt;br /&gt;Read the following sentence carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Parameswara, the cousin of Proton-Iswara, founded the kingdom of&lt;br /&gt;Melaka in the year 1402."&lt;br /&gt;Underline the name of the person who founded Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;60% underlined "Parameswara", 30% u nderlined "Proton-Iswara" and 10% underlined "1402". Hooiyoh......60% managed to pass! So krever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for some reason, the authorities were still not contented. So last year, they came out with this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in the year 1402, Parameswara founded the kingdom of Melaka .&lt;br /&gt;Then he went home to have dinner. What did he eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13% handed in blank answers, 57% wrote "Maggi Mee", and 10% wrote&lt;br /&gt;"Kentucky Fried Chicken", and 20% wrote "Tree bark".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official answer was "Food" of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon marking completion, it was found that 87% of the students had passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87%............now that's pretty impressive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's true. The students are indeed getting smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SAD huh =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-8417639117460248416?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/8417639117460248416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=8417639117460248416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8417639117460248416'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-5194798500897472977</id><published>2009-07-15T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:08:15.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mending a broken heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teenager now living a healthy life after doctors remove donor organ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LONDON:&lt;/strong&gt; A British girl who had a donor heart grafted onto her own after suffering cardiac failure as a baby has had the transplant removed and is living a healthy life with her own heart, doctors said yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The case of Hannah Clark is thought to be the only one in the world where a child’s failing heart recovered enough for the donor organ to be removed, the British surgeons told reporters ahead of their report in &lt;em&gt;The Lancet journal&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sl2NWLPFPCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/B8NmHSx4d_I/s1600-h/hannah+clark2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358594543753444386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sl2NWLPFPCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/B8NmHSx4d_I/s400/hannah+clark2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remarkable recovery:&lt;/strong&gt; Clark posing for photographs in London on Monday. The courageous girl never gave up. – AFP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The possibility of recovery of the heart is just like magic,” said Professor Magdi Yacoub of Imperial College London, who treated Hannah from the beginning and co-authored the journal paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A heart which has not contracting at all at the time we put the new heart to be pumping next to it and take its work, now is functioning normally.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah, now 16, suffered as a baby from severe heart failure due to cardiomyopathy, a problem with the muscle of heart, and in July 1995, when she was two years’ old, doctors transplanted a donor heart next to hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new organ soon took over much of the functioning of her own heart and Hannah, from near Cardiff in Wales, began to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, she suffered from a type of cancer known as EBV PTLD, a common side effect of the drugs given to transplant patients to stop their immune systems rejecting new organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was treated with chemotherapy and other drugs but the cancer kept returning. Doctors reduced her dosage of immuno-suppression drugs to stem the disease, but as a result, her transplanted heart began to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contrast however, her own heart recovered and began functioning normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February 2006, the team decided to remove the donor organ so the immuno-suppression could be stopped – something that had never been done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirty-nine months later, Hannah has completely recovered from the cancer and her heart is functioning normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yacoub and the team responsible for her remarkable treatment said her case offers vital clues to the study of transplantation, heart recovery and malignant disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The report’s co-author Victor Tsang, a consultant at Great Ormond Street children’s hospital in London, noted the research was also useful in the development of temporary artificial hearts for children suffering from cardiomyopathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It is possible for the patient’s own heart to make a full recovery if it is given adequate support to do so,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is an important piece of knowledge as we are now gaining more experience with mechanical support for the failing heart in children.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah has just completed her GCSE exams and is heading into the final two years of high school where she plans to study childcare. She goes out with friends, plays sport and has a part-time job working with animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for any of this,” she told reporters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah had to take about seven tablets morning and night for the immuno-suppression treatment, went through several rounds of cancer treatment, suffered kidney failure and at one point was left barely able to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point her family was told she would not survive the next 12 hours, and Yacoub praised her courage and that of her family, saying: “The lesson is – don’t give up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her father Paul told reporters: “It was very worrying and stressful, but we kept on, saying ‘come on Hannah, you can’t give up, you’ve got to keep going.’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother Liz thanked the donor family, whose five-month old baby daughter provided the transplant heart, saying: “They lost a child, we’ve gained our child – how can I ever thank them?” – AFP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star World&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 15 July 2009 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A touching and meaningful article =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-5194798500897472977?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/5194798500897472977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=5194798500897472977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5194798500897472977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5194798500897472977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/07/mending-broken-heart.html' title='Mending a broken heart'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/Sl2NWLPFPCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/B8NmHSx4d_I/s72-c/hannah+clark2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-976642790839207478</id><published>2009-07-07T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:52:08.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Leech&lt;br /&gt;A selfish organism&lt;br /&gt;Irreversible blood transfusion&lt;br /&gt;Survived through endless invasion&lt;br /&gt;Like a parasite&lt;br /&gt;A disease&lt;br /&gt;Causing grievances&lt;br /&gt;Leading the wrong path&lt;br /&gt;Such perfect trails are invincible&lt;br /&gt;Till the damage is done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am helpless&lt;br /&gt;Over your selflessness&lt;br /&gt;Of sacrificing&lt;br /&gt;To let it consume over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please wake up&lt;br /&gt;From this hypnosis&lt;br /&gt;Before your last breath&lt;br /&gt;Through your last drop of blood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-976642790839207478?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/976642790839207478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=976642790839207478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/976642790839207478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/976642790839207478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/07/leech-selfish-organism-irreversible.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1928846853770771949</id><published>2009-06-20T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T06:07:20.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Another continuous busy weekends ahead, Saturdays especially…&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th June – School day&lt;br /&gt;4th July – Study trip to Inti College (applied science)&lt;br /&gt;11th July – Taylors-Inti Ultimate Open&lt;br /&gt;18th July – Taekwondo camp&lt;br /&gt;25th July – Inter form six soccer match + band concert&lt;br /&gt;26th July – ‘Pimp My Hat’ Hat Ultimate Tournament&lt;br /&gt;31st July, 1st &amp;amp; 2nd August - El-Ninos Trip&lt;br /&gt;8th &amp;amp; 9th August – Singapore Ultimate Open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Bryan gonna leave us on 14th August =(=(=(&lt;br /&gt;Follow by Guan Huan, then Samantha&lt;br /&gt;And somehow someway we have to try to cope, among the 17 of us, without the pros&lt;br /&gt;That alone, is enough for another few more miserable weeks………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sorry for typing the wrong month earlier, let huan and js shocked dao lol. And thanks for the reminder -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-1928846853770771949?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/1928846853770771949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=1928846853770771949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1928846853770771949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1928846853770771949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-continuous-busy-weekends-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-4669540029050317366</id><published>2009-05-26T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:44:29.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gamedesign.jp/flash/chatnoir/chatnoir.swf"&gt;http://www.gamedesign.jp/flash/chatnoir/chatnoir.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tough game, try it -_-&lt;br /&gt;basically you just need to click on the light green dots and try to encircle the stupid (or not, really -_-) cat. Can reset and give it another try. Kinda addictive, beware lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;btw MUO was SUPERB!! O_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEST&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;frisbee competition I ever had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope I WILL update during holiday -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheers =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-4669540029050317366?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/4669540029050317366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=4669540029050317366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4669540029050317366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4669540029050317366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/05/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-7518382581442905837</id><published>2009-05-15T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:49:34.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZXCq_1kXj8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZXCq_1kXj8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-7518382581442905837?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/7518382581442905837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=7518382581442905837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7518382581442905837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7518382581442905837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/05/26.html' title='26 =)'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-3867955487954899307</id><published>2009-05-15T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T18:57:10.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talent without discipline is like an octopus on roller skates. There's plenty of movement, but you never know if it's going to be forward, backwards, or sideways." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;— H. Jackson Brown, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is a very good quote I noticed among the articles featuring outside the discipline room’s display today =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-3867955487954899307?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/3867955487954899307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=3867955487954899307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3867955487954899307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3867955487954899307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/05/talent-without-discipline-is-like.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-2990325244014138489</id><published>2009-05-13T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:35:40.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth or Hide</title><content type='html'>At times, we would find ourselves stuck in situations where boundary of honesty and flexibility has to be readjusted from its balance. While most truths are emotionally piercing, lying in favour for the betterment can impose as much damage too. I know most of us should already know this as we grow up and learned through painful experiences. Hence, any truth is a very, very important aspect to me, be it giving or receiving. Yet, many of the conflicts surfaced recently have brought my perception to an uncertainty. Isn’t it shameful that justice is hardly acceptable by some individuals? Reminds me of the disgusting Perak crisis, what humiliation -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Seeking advice for the abovementioned topic, thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-2990325244014138489?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/2990325244014138489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=2990325244014138489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2990325244014138489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2990325244014138489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/05/truth-or-hide.html' title='Truth or Hide'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-6994336333538980288</id><published>2009-04-26T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:47:18.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aAyEti-_lR8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aAyEti-_lR8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOL ;D &lt;br /&gt;Notice the superb combination at 1:26 to 1:38, zhadao-ness at 2:15 to 2:29 and -.-" at 2:30 to 2:34&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-6994336333538980288?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/6994336333538980288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=6994336333538980288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6994336333538980288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6994336333538980288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/04/cool-d.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-7200576803672647330</id><published>2009-04-23T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:12:29.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KCDV0I4kAhc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KCDV0I4kAhc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMFG LA, even I have to admit dis match is SUPER OUTRAGEOUS!! O.o I think arsenal actually really deserves to win after the late strike, liverpool had a schoolboy defense line man -.- kesian arsenal with fabianski, 2nd n 3rd strike are easy saves even for el-ninos captain la~ noob kia -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-7200576803672647330?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/7200576803672647330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=7200576803672647330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7200576803672647330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7200576803672647330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/04/zomfg-la-even-i-have-to-admit-dis-match.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-9063883462589255734</id><published>2009-04-21T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:06:28.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may not know the rules of Sukan Saringan&lt;br /&gt;But pushing/blocking others is definitely a foul rite? -.-&lt;br /&gt;Whether with or without intention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I remembered&lt;br /&gt;Is that me using my last bit of strength&lt;br /&gt;To sprint pass the same hijau guy I met yesterday&lt;br /&gt;In the 4th lap of 800m&lt;br /&gt;Because I saw him slowing down after sprinted only 50m&lt;br /&gt;Of the last 100m&lt;br /&gt;Probably wrong pacing timing&lt;br /&gt;That was when &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; approached me&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in a split second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He WAS in the first lane&lt;br /&gt;Then I wanted to overtake him by using the THIRD lane&lt;br /&gt;Smart ass&lt;br /&gt;He slowly came into the second lane&lt;br /&gt;And approaching the third lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was about to achieve my glory&lt;br /&gt;He came close and allowed me to bang into him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe a little of shoving too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything in a blur&lt;br /&gt;Then of cause I fell la&lt;br /&gt;Accelerating with legs full of lactic acid mah&lt;br /&gt;And nobody can sprint zig-zag rite -.-&lt;br /&gt;So I went straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang&lt;br /&gt;Fell&lt;br /&gt;Hatred&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed&lt;br /&gt;Pain&lt;br /&gt;Loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow…&lt;br /&gt;5000m&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t allow this to happen again&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-9063883462589255734?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/9063883462589255734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=9063883462589255734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/9063883462589255734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/9063883462589255734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-may-not-know-rules-of-sukan-saringan.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-2672781695024906116</id><published>2009-04-20T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:43:29.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 simple word&lt;br /&gt;To describe my feelings for today’s 1500m event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DULAN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What the shyt??&lt;br /&gt;This coward &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;merah&lt;/span&gt; guy&lt;br /&gt;Kept blocking me from overtaking him&lt;br /&gt;I ran second lane then he sped up n took half of the second lane&lt;br /&gt;I ran first lane then he went back first lane again&lt;br /&gt;Bastard asshole -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he yeng la&lt;br /&gt;Last lap sprint like wind&lt;br /&gt;Then me also couldn’t sprint pass the merentas desa second runner-up hijau guy ==&lt;br /&gt;So eventually get third place&lt;br /&gt;Owh ya the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;merah&lt;/span&gt; guy he’s runner-up for merentas desa&lt;br /&gt;Shit&lt;br /&gt;Our time difference wasn’t that far anyway&lt;br /&gt;4s with 1st and 2s with 2nd &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow 800m&lt;br /&gt;Gonna compete with him again -.-&lt;br /&gt;Though there’s no chance I would win him&lt;br /&gt;At least I’ll let him know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DON’T MESS WITH FRISBEE’S CUTTING SKILL&lt;/span&gt; xOx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wish me luck x.x &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/4308856662031407840-2672781695024906116?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/2672781695024906116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=2672781695024906116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2672781695024906116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2672781695024906116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-simple-word-to-describe-my-feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-7222068775556307950</id><published>2009-04-11T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:42:39.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet another busy Saturday -.-&lt;br /&gt;Started off from Sunway’s Leadership Challenge Workshop&lt;br /&gt;To endless Frisbee MUL competition&lt;br /&gt;Then Amazing Race&lt;br /&gt;Till last week’s Frisbee camp&lt;br /&gt;Last night I thought that today I can finally get back to my usual course&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr. Ho called around 10pm&lt;br /&gt;Arranged my second driving lesson at 10am&lt;br /&gt;Hard to resist x.x&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it’s hard for him to put me on his schedule list&lt;br /&gt;So…&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been absent from Taekwondo training for like…&lt;br /&gt;Almost 2 months? O.o&lt;br /&gt;CHAM =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time went to Hulu Langat&lt;br /&gt;The place where I would conduct my driving test too&lt;br /&gt;Learn slope, parking and 3-point-turn&lt;br /&gt;For almost THREE freaking consecutive hours -.-&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know why keep on 死火&lt;br /&gt;Still as impatient and bad-tempered as always -.-&lt;br /&gt;Immediately after my first 死火 I went like #%*&amp;amp;@%#&lt;br /&gt;Unaware that my mirror actually has been pulled down ==&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the driver next to me in the slope queuing line didn’t notice&lt;br /&gt;And my instructor went to pee&lt;br /&gt;Saved some stares -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slope was kanasai&lt;br /&gt;Always step brake too hard&lt;br /&gt;Stopped too fast -.-&lt;br /&gt;Parking was sibeh&lt;br /&gt;Quite ok but got 1 time the back of car touched the tiang when reversed -.-&lt;br /&gt;3-point-turn was sien&lt;br /&gt;Very fast gau dim&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to learn about -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary:&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO GET MY BASTARD LICENSE BEFORE MUO!! (24/25th of May)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RAWR~~ xOx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-7222068775556307950?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/7222068775556307950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=7222068775556307950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7222068775556307950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/7222068775556307950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/04/yet-another-busy-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-6275114668343789564</id><published>2009-04-10T04:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T04:45:08.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gVCpOCXnMvI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gVCpOCXnMvI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F-ing pro hunter O.o or he jst had too many lucky pounce? -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-6275114668343789564?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/6275114668343789564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=6275114668343789564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6275114668343789564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6275114668343789564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/04/f-ing-pro-hunter-o.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-6147098625309251965</id><published>2009-04-10T04:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T04:20:55.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mMIILBHTsfc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mMIILBHTsfc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-6147098625309251965?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/6147098625309251965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=6147098625309251965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6147098625309251965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6147098625309251965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-5281827636817501316</id><published>2009-04-01T18:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:16:49.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The gas supply at 1st table caught &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; halfway through our qualitative analysis experiment today&lt;br /&gt;Caused by loose connection of Bunsen hose to the gas supply&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was going to die&lt;br /&gt;Praying that it wouldn’t explode&lt;br /&gt;Eventually the fire extinguisher comes in handy&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Pn. Tan’s quick thinking&lt;br /&gt;And Mei Qi as tempo firewoman xD&lt;br /&gt;Lots of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yellowish&lt;/span&gt; carbonate powder&lt;br /&gt;Poor Mr. Chandra (lab assistant)&lt;br /&gt;Have to clean up the mess&lt;br /&gt;Though we did most of the wiping and sweeping already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Club photo session was awesome&lt;br /&gt;Late for Taekwondo’s photo session&lt;br /&gt;Damn paiseh everyone have to wait for me x.x&lt;br /&gt;Sei Sze Xuann sat beside me -.-&lt;br /&gt;Some more overpowered my fist in freestyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; girl power&lt;br /&gt;Then rushed to ungu’s photo session&lt;br /&gt;Everyone already lined up&lt;br /&gt;Requested for a slot&lt;br /&gt;Keep switching places with other taller dudes&lt;br /&gt;原来 I so short &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frisbee club's photo session at 12&lt;br /&gt;Our dedicated Mr. President ran almost all over to get members out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got himself a sweat bath -.-&lt;br /&gt;Wasted freestyle shot&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t get to dive&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause can’t hear the camera man’s countdown -.-&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was shouting lol&lt;br /&gt;Poor Deanna wasn’t there with us&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;DARREN&lt;/span&gt; la O.o&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least&lt;br /&gt;The Form Six Society&lt;br /&gt;Like first time take photo&lt;br /&gt;Damn noisy throughout lol&lt;br /&gt;We were enjoying and crazy-ing =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally my first driving lesson&lt;br /&gt;Learned basic stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;死火&lt;/span&gt; like 5,6 times -.-&lt;br /&gt;Either released clutch too early on gear 1&lt;br /&gt;Or step accelerator after changed gear before releasing the whole clutch&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzzzz…&lt;br /&gt;But overall it’s simple la&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Ho has to keep reminding me to slow down&lt;br /&gt;Meter keep shooting up between 60 to 80 km/h xD&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I tak boleh tahan driving so slow -.-&lt;br /&gt;Probably used to capt’s driving at 120km/h liao O.o&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can sit for the test soon&lt;br /&gt;Like what Mr. Ho expect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend gonna have even more FUN&lt;br /&gt;FRISBEE CAMP&lt;br /&gt;with the forever crazy bunch of team mates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El-Ninos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S. thanks You Siang, for making me a total fool in april's fool -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-5281827636817501316?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/5281827636817501316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=5281827636817501316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5281827636817501316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/5281827636817501316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/04/gas-supply-at-1st-table-caught-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-2518928304151404585</id><published>2009-03-28T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:34:04.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged (AGAIN) by stephanie</title><content type='html'>003. Age : 18 yrs 4 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. Social or Anti-Social: interchanging depends on situation lol&lt;br /&gt;023. First Relationship : the 1 I'm currently having&lt;br /&gt;026. First Kiss : in cinema lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051. Excitement Level : when it involves something physically&lt;br /&gt;056. Energy Level : check with my mitochondria? O.o&lt;br /&gt;057. Thinking of someone: thinking of how to kill stephanie for making me doing dis tag lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;069. Romantic or Funny? : romantic, not really activated by cold jokes =D&lt;br /&gt;071. Protective or Caring? : Caring, but protective when jealous of someone ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I've done dis tag b4 if u refer bak to my recent post -.- so I only do those questions dat r missing from the same tag I did lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-2518928304151404585?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/2518928304151404585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=2518928304151404585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2518928304151404585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2518928304151404585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-again-by-stephanie.html' title='Tagged (AGAIN) by stephanie'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1091341882444497563</id><published>2009-03-25T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:48:40.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Stephanie</title><content type='html'>1. The person who tagged you.................Stephanie Tang Win Xi (is it correct? O.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is................Friend (through NS lol) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of him/her..............Pretty, angelic smile, charming, optimistic and dun really know how to speak Chinese (LOL xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you..............Be my friend =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you.............. ERR... Ask how is my condition the next day after I got stung by a wasp? Unexpected coz we seldom talk lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover you will..............Haha, we are of different kind, I don’t think we’ll stay long -.-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be..............SPEAK CHINESE ahaha, I’m more casual with dat T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will............keep scratching my head until I can figured out why can that happened O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be..............Because I forced and make her suffered from learning Chinese xD&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now.............Introduce ultimate to her? She’s sporty and spiritual, so why not? =) our team need girls niway lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is............Quiet and shy on first impression, in actual she’s crazy and friendly, so that = xiaozhabo? O.o&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you? Quiet and study-type in most people’s first impression (-.-!!). Maybe active in sports?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are...........Stubborn enough to believe in myself at times lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.On the contrary, the characters that you hate about yourself............Procrastination, always end up behind schedule -.-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is...............As long as I wouldn’t look back and regret my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people who care and love you, say something to them..........Err..谢谢你的温柔？O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this test to 10 persons who you wished to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Denisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Chien Hoong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Deanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Diaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ee Ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Fai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Kimberly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Pui Yoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Yi Ping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no. 6? ............1 of the original 4 of el-ninos, a friend I knew when same class with him in form 2 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no. 9 a male or female? ...........Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If no. 7 and no.10 together, is that a good thing? ..............WOW, they can make a good pair xD both are equally BLUR and pro-runner lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no. 2 studying about? ........................Accounts? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When is the last time you had a chat with no. 3? ..............just today’s recess time, niway she always look for me in school lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.What kind of music band does no. 8 like?............Err..Sorry I don’t know &gt;.&lt; but I do know she loves music, mostly piano rite? =)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;24. Does no. 1 have any siblings? .............Yup, 4 小姐sisters including herself xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no. 3? ......................OMG she is qualified to be my daughter ler, so childish and immature xD NO man lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How about no. 7? ..................Even if I woo her, maybe she’s even too BLUR to notice lol. Nope, I’m not available =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no. 4 single? ..................Not at the moment, but somehow he always find himself a way to be single for any girls he’s interested xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5? ...............Chia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is the hobby of no. 10? ..................talk craps, then talk more craps, and finally MORE craps haha. Ultimate and hanging out with king? O.o&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;30. Does no. 5 and 9 get along well? ........................Err…They dunno each other -.-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31. Where is no. 2 studying at? ......................KDU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Talk something casually about no. 1......................Listen to her cold jokes lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 Have you tried developing feelings for no. 6? ...........gay? I’m not that pathetic gua -.-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;34. Where does no. 9 live at? ..........Just 1 street above where I live&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;35. What colour does no.4 like? ...............Ahh… Black I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Are no. 5 and 1 best friends? .................They can be if they get to know each other more =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is no. 7 the sexiest person in the world? ...............WHAT?? -.- I can be more sexier than her lol xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is no. 6 doing now? .................Hmm… His status in msn is away, so maybe he’s cao-gei-ing? O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-1091341882444497563?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/1091341882444497563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=1091341882444497563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1091341882444497563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1091341882444497563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-stephanie.html' title='Tagged by Stephanie'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-2951256663691275564</id><published>2009-03-25T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T01:05:49.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously man, I wouldn't want to look back and regret of all the injuries I picked up in my teenage and adolescene life -.- Apparently most of my injuries are showing sign of persisting and staying permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have:&lt;br /&gt;- Scars on both upper n lower limbs' joints&lt;br /&gt;- Scars on waist&lt;br /&gt;- Swollen right index finger&lt;br /&gt;- Muscle torn in abdomen&lt;br /&gt;- Ache in intercostal muscles&lt;br /&gt;- Random scratches&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely there's more to come for the blank ones. Come to think of it, all of these are actually resulted from ultimate x.x sukan tara, sukan saringan and hari sukan are coming up. This will be the last year competing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a reincarnation fight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-2951256663691275564?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/2951256663691275564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=2951256663691275564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2951256663691275564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2951256663691275564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/03/seriously-man-i-wouldnt-want-to-look.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-6288468670114710380</id><published>2009-03-19T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T18:36:03.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 simple reasons why I wouldn't consult my parents about my sickness/injury:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They would never, ever, bring me to a clinic or hospital. Doctors are among the lowest in their recommendation list to settle it. Even if they eventually did, most probably I'm already in half-dead situation -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Unless I've been way too long being a good boy, or else I wouldn't like to put myself in between their nagging and scolding circumference. If I decided to brought up dat matter to them, the only way to avoid sound pollution is to get out from the house -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. In the next few days before my sickness/injury show sign of improvement, orders to consume/apply those medicine they gave are constantly summoned and must be obeyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I thought of all of dis before I told them dis morning ==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-6288468670114710380?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/6288468670114710380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=6288468670114710380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6288468670114710380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6288468670114710380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-simple-reasons-why-i-wouldnt-consult.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1867955704247211602</id><published>2009-03-18T09:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:51:36.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3 years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On this day&lt;br /&gt;We set our first sight on each other&lt;br /&gt;We had our first ultimate competition in INTI&lt;br /&gt;We cramped simultaneously (LOL ==)&lt;br /&gt;That time&lt;br /&gt;We were still 16...Nope, YOU were just 16 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is again your day&lt;br /&gt;To remember you actually aged xD&lt;br /&gt;We grew up together&lt;br /&gt;40 more days to triple zeros behind 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned&lt;br /&gt;To cherish each other&lt;br /&gt;To tolerate our foibles&lt;br /&gt;To respect our differences&lt;br /&gt;To be completely honest&lt;br /&gt;To set boundaries...&lt;br /&gt;And many more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we never need to learn&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the feeling is mutual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And never ending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 19th Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Love&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/4308856662031407840-1867955704247211602?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/1867955704247211602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=1867955704247211602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1867955704247211602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1867955704247211602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-years-ago-on-this-day-we-set-our.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1835036483820214561</id><published>2009-03-16T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:18:53.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>try it lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www3.telus.net/pic_folder/pics/aguanta.htm" target="_blank"&gt;http://www3.telus.net/pic_folder/pics/aguanta.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://stuff.pyzam.com/toys/tictacscare.swf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-1835036483820214561?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/1835036483820214561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=1835036483820214561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1835036483820214561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1835036483820214561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/03/try-it-lol.html' title='try it lol'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-8969185953356416314</id><published>2009-03-14T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:32:02.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 truths</title><content type='html'>001. Real name → William Shak Soo Wei&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s)→ fishy, ken zai (by capt), stone book brave (by dear chs frisbee club president), 威廉&lt;br /&gt;003. Zodiac sign → Sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or female → Male&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary → Tadika Setia&lt;br /&gt;007. Middle School → SJK(C) Tai Thung&lt;br /&gt;008. High School → Catholic High School&lt;br /&gt;009. College School → -&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair color → Black&lt;br /&gt;011. Long or short → Short&lt;br /&gt;012. Loud or Quiet → Loud in front of ppl who I know well, quiet at times when I’m emotionally unstable and in front of strangers or mere friend&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans → Jeans&lt;br /&gt;014. Phone or Camera → Phone&lt;br /&gt;015. Health freak → Nope&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or Smoke? → Drink&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone? → Nope&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink → Drink&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings → None&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos → None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing → None&lt;br /&gt;024. First best friend → Teoh Ken Yang (primary sch best crazy fren)&lt;br /&gt;025. First award → standard 2&lt;br /&gt;026. First crush → Leong Kai Li&lt;br /&gt;027. First pet → None, or if digimon electronic pet is acceptable den yes ==&lt;br /&gt;028. First big vacation → Thailand, for IMA competition&lt;br /&gt;030. First big birthday → standard 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating → Food which can increase my vertical n horizontal growth, n my weight&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking → mostly water&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to → Sleep&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to → Raindrops&lt;br /&gt;054. Plans for today → Sleep enough for tmr&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for → my right index finger to heal completely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids?→ at least 4&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married? → Yup&lt;br /&gt;060. Careers in mind → Biotechnologist, sports science, geneticists, …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER IN THE BOY/GIRL YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or eyes → eyes&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or taller? → shorter&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or spontaneous → Romantic&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice stomach or nice arms → stomach&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or loud→ sensitive&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or relationship → relationship&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble maker or hesitant → both lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses/contacts → how can u lost sth dat itz right in front of ur eyes ==&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home → Yup&lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defense → Nope&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody → Nope&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken someone's heart → Maybe&lt;br /&gt;085. Been arrested → Nope&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone died → Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself → In something dat I’m good at it or have been well prepared&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles → Yup&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight → Yup&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven → Yup&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus → Nope&lt;br /&gt;094 Tooth Fairy→ Nope&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss on the first date→ Bastards ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now → Yes&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life → Not yet&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God → Yes&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag: Chien Hoong, Deanna, Diaz, Ee Ling, Fai, Grace, Karin, Melody, Tze Siang, Yi Ping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-8969185953356416314?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/8969185953356416314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=8969185953356416314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8969185953356416314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/8969185953356416314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/03/100-truths.html' title='100 truths'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-8365589982772757013</id><published>2009-03-14T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:10:33.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by baby D</title><content type='html'>Level 1&lt;br /&gt;( ) Smoked A Cigarette&lt;br /&gt;( ) Smoked A Cigar&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex&lt;br /&gt;(X) Drank Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 2&lt;br /&gt;(X) Are / Been In Love&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Dumped&lt;br /&gt;(X) Shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Fired&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been In A Fist Fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 3&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had A Crush On An Older Person&lt;br /&gt;(X) Skipped School&lt;br /&gt;( ) Slept With A Co-worker&lt;br /&gt;(X) Seen Someone / Something Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 4&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been To Paris&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been To Spain&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been On A Plane&lt;br /&gt;( ) Thrown Up From Drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 5&lt;br /&gt;(X) Eaten Sushi&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;( ) Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been in a Mosh Pit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 6&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been In An Abusive Relationship&lt;br /&gt;(X) Taken Pain Killers&lt;br /&gt;(X) Love/loved Someone Who You Cant Have&lt;br /&gt;(X) Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made A Snow Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 7&lt;br /&gt;(X) Had A Tea Party&lt;br /&gt;( ) Flown A Kite&lt;br /&gt;(X) Built A Sand Castle&lt;br /&gt;(X) Gone mudding&lt;br /&gt;( ) Played Dress Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 8&lt;br /&gt;( ) Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone Sledging&lt;br /&gt;(X) Cheated While Playing A Game&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Lonely&lt;br /&gt;(X) Fallen Asleep At Work / School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 9&lt;br /&gt;(X) Watched The Sun Set&lt;br /&gt;( ) Felt An Earthquake&lt;br /&gt;( ) Killed A Snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 10&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Tickled&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Robbed / Vandalized&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been cheated on&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 11&lt;br /&gt;(X) Won A Contest&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Suspended From School&lt;br /&gt;(X) Had Detention&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 12&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had / Have Braces&lt;br /&gt;( ) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;br /&gt;( ) Danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 13&lt;br /&gt;( ) Hated The Way You Look&lt;br /&gt;(X) Witnessed A Crime&lt;br /&gt;( ) Pole Danced&lt;br /&gt;(X) Questioned Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been obsessed with post-it-notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 14&lt;br /&gt;(X) Squished Barefoot Through The Mud&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Lost&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been To The Opposite Side Of The World&lt;br /&gt;(X) Swam In The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;(X) Felt Like You Were Dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 15&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cried Yourself To Sleep&lt;br /&gt;(X) Played Cops And Robbers&lt;br /&gt;(X) Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers&lt;br /&gt;(X) Sang Karaoke&lt;br /&gt;( ) Paid For A Meal With Only Coins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 16&lt;br /&gt;(X) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;(X) Made a Prank Phone Call&lt;br /&gt;( ) Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed In The Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 17&lt;br /&gt;( ) Written A Letter To Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;( ) Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care/Cared About&lt;br /&gt;(X) Blown Bubbles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 18&lt;br /&gt;( ) Crashed A Party&lt;br /&gt;( ) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People&lt;br /&gt;(X) Gone Rollerskating / Blading&lt;br /&gt;(X) Had A Wish Come True&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Humped By A Monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 19&lt;br /&gt;( ) Worn Pearls&lt;br /&gt;( ) Jumped Off A Bridge&lt;br /&gt;( ) Swore at the teacher, in front of them&lt;br /&gt;( ) Swam With Dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 20&lt;br /&gt;( ) Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/ice Cube&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed A Fish&lt;br /&gt;( ) Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes&lt;br /&gt;(X) Sat On A Roof Top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 21&lt;br /&gt;(X) Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs&lt;br /&gt;( ) Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel&lt;br /&gt;( ) Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours&lt;br /&gt;(X) Recently stayed Up for a while talking to someone you care about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 43&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 22&lt;br /&gt;( ) Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree&lt;br /&gt;(X) Climbed A Tree&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had/Been In A Tree House.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 23&lt;br /&gt;(X) Believed In Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;( ) Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone Streaking&lt;br /&gt;( ) Visited Jail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 24&lt;br /&gt;( ) Played Chicken&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Pushed into a pool with all your clothes on&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger&lt;br /&gt;( ) Broken A Bone&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Easily Amused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 25&lt;br /&gt;( ) Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made A Porn Video/got asked to make one&lt;br /&gt;(X) Caught A Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;(X) Laughed So Hard You Cried&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cried So Hard You Laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 26&lt;br /&gt;( ) Mooned/Flashed Someone&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had Someone Moon/Flash You&lt;br /&gt;(X) Cheated On A Test&lt;br /&gt;(X) Forgotten Someone's Name&lt;br /&gt;( ) French Braided Someones Hair&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone Skinny Dipping&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Kicked Out Of Your House&lt;br /&gt;(X) Tried to hurt yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 27&lt;br /&gt;(X) Rode A Roller Coaster&lt;br /&gt;( ) Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had A Cavity&lt;br /&gt;( ) Black-Mailed Someone&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Black Mailed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 28&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Used&lt;br /&gt;(X) Fell Going Up The Stairs&lt;br /&gt;( ) Licked A Cat&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bitten Someone&lt;br /&gt;(X) Licked Someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 29&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been shot at/or at gunpoint&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had sex in the rain&lt;br /&gt;( ) Flattened someone's tyres&lt;br /&gt;( ) Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on&lt;br /&gt;( ) Got five dollars or less worth of gas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 55&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1117082659764423434</id><published>2009-03-09T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:18:53.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting exam tmr&lt;br /&gt;Barely studied anything zzz&lt;br /&gt;Hope my shit right index finger dun let me down in dis critical moment.&lt;br /&gt;Coz itz &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PENGAJIAN AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUET ESSAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lotz of shit to write -.-&lt;br /&gt;4 pills of paracetamol sure can tahan gua?&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*’Best’ hopeless case in my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-1117082659764423434?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/1117082659764423434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=1117082659764423434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1117082659764423434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1117082659764423434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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lunch break&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hours + waiting for our turn to c the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Then another &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hour + to get my right hand for an X-ray scan and wait for the stupid result&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of the time waiting for my stupid medicine&lt;br /&gt;That add up to our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hours wastage of time &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Results:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Any acute damage in right hand is absent (deduction from the X-ray technician)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my films as well, and yes, the bones are fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Finger sprained&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah guess what I got for my medicine – 30 pills of paracetamol (panadol) for RM5 purchased in UH, and 20 pills of papain (reduce swelling) for RM6 purchased in pharmacy. I was like…………………………………………………………………………….. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. NO sports activities to be conducted within a fortnight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In case my finger got hit again b4 it is completely healed, or I would welcome the pain to persist in my right index finger for the rest of my life (according to Dr. Ching)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Medication is needed consistently until everything is OK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pills 4 times a day for Panadol and 2 pills 3 times a day for papain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Until after 20th of March, all activities scheduled are to be canceled as follow:&lt;br /&gt;1. MSSD 1500m event on 7th of March&lt;br /&gt;2. MUL match against KBU and Flying Naans on 14th March&lt;br /&gt;3. Captain Ball, badminton and futsal competition among schools of Sixth Form during school holiday&lt;br /&gt;4. Taekwondo training on every Saturday&lt;br /&gt;5. El-Niño’s Frisbee training on every weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sekian Dimaklumkan ==&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-6284927423065024009?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/6284927423065024009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=6284927423065024009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6284927423065024009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/6284927423065024009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/03/speculation-over-my-injured-right-index.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-425706474407924287</id><published>2009-02-24T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:58:03.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A message to ultimate players</title><content type='html'>Please respect my position as chs ultimate captain and my decision to play with them. A kindly reminder that it is also &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because I feel responsible to play with them which results in my hopping over. It is simply because I want to try my very best to lead them in gaining experience, having fun and winning every game with the team. Just like what our present el-ninos captain used to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no point in arguing about who should be in whose team. It will demoralize the team spirit, raise speculation among team mates and cause more complications. What brought us all together as el-ninos is never about the quality of players, as we all started from scratch and keep on improving over the years. Nevertheless, it is the passion towards ultimate which bonds us together. Of course, the first ignition of spirit sparkles off from our much respected el-ninos captain. A leader’s attitude will bring a big influence to his team members. Every movement and decision made is vital to set his team members’ mind in the right frame. Therefore, I’ve decided to put my priorities in chs ultimate team over el-ninos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, everyone should also understand the reason why Yi Ping left el-ninos. Because she doesn’t get the improvement she wants when playing with el-ninos. That’s why, never judge your team mates according to their weaknesses, instead, bring out and utilize their strength. Kbu certainly has achieved that. Look at their players; individually, they are good, but when they play as a team, they are very, very good. Shouldn’t we all already realize the principles applied by Martin now? Haven’t we all learned our lesson yet? It’s certainly not too late to change our perspective yet, before somebody else does the same thing as she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter who is your team mate, believe in them, encourage them, and never forget to compliment whenever they deserved it. 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-2074681778529960163</id><published>2009-02-04T21:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:00:20.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when you have eliminated the impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whatever remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;however improbable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;must be the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;/strong&gt;, (&lt;em&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/em&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/4308856662031407840-2074681778529960163?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/2074681778529960163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=2074681778529960163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/2074681778529960163'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=3736016707327055178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3736016707327055178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/3736016707327055178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='........=='/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1313584905988711605</id><published>2009-01-23T19:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:56:47.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>David Blaine's Concept</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" There's a great quote by Martin Luthor King Junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And he says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If a man hasn't found something that he would die for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then he isn't fit to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's kinda I've feel about what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever since I was a little kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I always test myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And push as far as I could with anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At make up an idea in my head that if I didn't get there ahead of everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something awful is gonna happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like I pretend that I was gonna die if I couldn't reach a certain leaf on the tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I just keep jumping up trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I always just keep pushing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's like if you're afraid of the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you're in a boat that sinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you're left swimming in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you're no longer afraid of the deep sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You survived it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's all you're thinking about and that's what this challenge is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm just putting myself in a different frame of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I rather come out in a body bag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Than come out in the middle of it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's true, no question about that&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never give up easily, always go beyond boundaries&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's very &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-1313584905988711605?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/1313584905988711605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=1313584905988711605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1313584905988711605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1313584905988711605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/01/david-blaines-concept.html' title='David Blaine&apos;s Concept'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-4061363947460894584</id><published>2009-01-22T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:31:30.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>一个曾经在我烦恼时肯伸出援手的老师对我说过这么一句深深刻骨铭心的话：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“做任何事情，永远不要跟人家比较；就算选择捷径的成果看起来不公平。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;记得，只要你觉得对得起自己的良心，那么，就继续往你这条路走下去。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;因为&lt;br /&gt;我坚信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;自己辛苦，&lt;br /&gt;终究换来值得的汗水。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-4061363947460894584?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/4061363947460894584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=4061363947460894584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4061363947460894584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/4061363947460894584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1596528122151711728</id><published>2009-01-20T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:14:00.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm already facing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;time crisis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enuf time for me to complete everyday's work&lt;br /&gt;So please dun just simply &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;budge in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to my schedule and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;disrupt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my plan&lt;br /&gt;I'll get mentally tired if I nid to squeeze everyting done in a short period&lt;br /&gt;So make&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EARLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; appointments with me&lt;br /&gt;Watever it is dat I nid to b involved in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;THANK YOU&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/4308856662031407840-1596528122151711728?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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Yesterday was on my way home by LRT. Dropped off at Masjid Jamek station to interchange to STAR LRT line. Guess I was too tired, blur blur.. Walked up the escalators, suddenly miss step den slipped n fell forward. By the time both my occupied hands able to support my body, it was too late for my &lt;strong&gt;RIGHT KNEE&lt;/strong&gt;. Same old place, same old injuury. Zzz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it kena the edge of the metal stairs. There are 3 holes in my wound, deepest at the centre. First, it wont stop bleeding till b4 I'm goin to bed last nite. Second, I can hardly bent my knee, especially goin up n down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dat meanz.. NO frisbee, NO taekowndo &gt;&lt; SIEN AHH~ next friday hari gerko d, i'm involve in taekwondo performance ler == luckily tis year MUL will not begin until after cny. Still, hope it recovers b4 merentas desa on &lt;strong&gt;14TH FEBRUARY&lt;/strong&gt;!! X.X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-9219183744113095363?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/9219183744113095363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=9219183744113095363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/9219183744113095363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/9219183744113095363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-injury.html' title='Another injury'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308856662031407840.post-1468457624608551343</id><published>2009-01-07T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T17:14:07.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taman Negara Pic</title><content type='html'>Lol found tis pic in the CD's archive gave out to us by Han Yong yesterday, tink itz frm Zhou Yee's camera =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/SWRyJRE3iiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NHBAYjWeKTY/s1600-h/novoct4+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/SWRyJRE3iiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NHBAYjWeKTY/s400/novoct4+096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288477365968013858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my zzz / =.= face to Sue Ping, tink itz bcoz she said sth dam zadao about the menu de lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4308856662031407840-1468457624608551343?l=wildfishy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/feeds/1468457624608551343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4308856662031407840&amp;postID=1468457624608551343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1468457624608551343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4308856662031407840/posts/default/1468457624608551343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildfishy.blogspot.com/2009/01/taman-negara-pic.html' title='Taman Negara Pic'/><author><name>~WilliamShak~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12769646886530637573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/TEqBlHcyIJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0icIQKgoA8o/S220/DSC01009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6f7vpepgjI/SWRyJRE3iiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NHBAYjWeKTY/s72-c/novoct4+096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
