tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13742084705449286942024-03-14T10:40:05.567+08:00dominate or coexist?OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.comBlogger97125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-14777522050874998642010-10-11T00:47:00.003+08:002010-10-11T01:33:00.114+08:00放过我吧来到印度差不多三个月了,感觉自己老了很多,成熟很多。<br /><br />那么多年来,不管日子再怎么难,我都撑过去了。来到这里也不例外。不管多么难受,我都硬撑,死撑。<br /><br />这一刻,我不想再欺骗自己了。我真的受够了,累了。已经发烧八天了,已经过了八天不开心的日子,也错过了会让我开心的每一件事情。我每天都过得战战兢兢,不敢乱吃,不敢有激烈的情绪,不断用手掌贴在额头探温。每天都期待隔天醒来会是全新,健康的一天。深怕一觉醒来会无力,头晕或头痛。每天祈祷着同样的东西,却每天都被辜负。<br /><br />还记得有一晚,身体发冷到差不多令我放弃的地步。整晚睡不着,不断搏斗。过了几个小时,身体却又变得火烧般热。挨了几个小时好不容易睡着,却又得从短暂的睡眠爬起来,像没事般如常上课。<br /><br />去医院被人当人球踢来踢去就算了,而且还不只一天。被人抽了一大管子的血也算了,但病情却不见得有起色。明明感觉身体逐渐康复,却又突然发生让我梦醒的事情。本以为自己已经痊愈,特意吃大餐奖励自己。美食刚吃完,就马上感觉身体出现变化。天气同时转冷, 身体热起来,却又分不清是烧未退或只是身体应对天气的改变。<br /><br />吃完晚餐,大伙儿很兴奋地嚷着去打桌球再吃雪糕。本应是难忘的夜生活,我满脑子只想着回宿舍洗澡睡觉,希望早日康复。<br /><br />一位好心的学长骑摩托送我回宿舍, 让我不必孤孤单单地乘搭auto。实在感谢他。洗澡时满脑子的感概。尤其是想念认识多年的老朋友:立恩,俊杰,宁芮,淑玲。如果这时你们在我身边,或者我还在马来西亚,那该多好。想着想着,真的很想哭,但还是按奈着情绪。<br /><br />你们啊,现在在干嘛?健康吗?愿一切美好。OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-44866706610597693352010-06-28T15:46:00.006+08:002010-06-28T23:51:47.932+08:00回忆是最可怕的敌人<p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>再也没有一首歌</p> <p>比这首更能把这阵子的心情勾划得如此具体</p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >分离</span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >也许冰冷</span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ></span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >回忆</span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >才是最可怕的敌人</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ></span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ></span></p> <p> </p> <div style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px; display: inline; float: none;" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:2361a10c-1d91-4189-a30f-9619d923c4fc" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"><div id="e5cdd77c-cd4b-4e54-a5a8-a460d6922219" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=02AZDtUI6lg&feature=related" target="_new"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TChTRmXxxmI/AAAAAAAAAhM/d5lQBnvknoA/video1a3cc3b86759%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none;" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('e5cdd77c-cd4b-4e54-a5a8-a460d6922219'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = "<div><object width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/02AZDtUI6lg&hl=en\"><\/param><embed src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/02AZDtUI6lg&hl=en\" type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><\/embed><\/object><\/div>";" alt="" /></a></div></div></div> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p>詞:吳青峯 曲:吳青峯</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>心疼的玫瑰 半夜還開著 找不到匆匆掉落的花蕊<br />回到現場卻已來不及 等待任何回音都不可得<br /></p> <p><br /></p><p>微弱的風箏 冬天裡飄著 回不去手中纏線的那個<br />沒有藍天 又何必去飛 怎麼適合</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>黑色笑靨掉了 雪白眼淚掉了 該出現的所有表情瞬間掉了<br />瞳孔沒有顏色 結了冰的長河 回憶是最可怕的敵人</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>故事情節掉了 主角對白掉了 該屬於劇中的對角戲也掉了<br />胸口沒有快樂 斷了翅的白鴿 不枯萎的藉口全掉了</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>曾經唱過的歌 分享過的笑聲 在心中不斷拉扯<br />想念不能承認 偷偷擦去淚痕 冬天過了還是會很冷</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>黑色笑靨掉了 雪白眼淚掉了 該出現的所有表情瞬間掉了<br />瞳孔沒有顏色 結了冰的長河 回憶是最可怕的敵人 </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>故事情節掉了 主角對白掉了 該屬於劇中的對角戲也掉了<br />胸口沒有快樂 斷了翅的白鴿 不枯萎的藉口全掉了</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><strong></strong></p> <div style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px; display: inline; float: none;" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:849537e2-38b9-49b6-8aac-eb6e81656899" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"><br /><br /><a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Music" rel="tag"></a></div>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-75252839904089400942010-06-27T17:30:00.004+08:002010-06-28T16:14:34.502+08:00BTN Camp<p>I made a promise to blog about BTN Camp 2 weeks ago (LOL) but due to laziness, the plan was procrastinated.</p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Thank you Lee Chin for reminding me to blog about the camp (it was few days ago, haha). It’s time to work my fingers.</p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>First of all, allow me to do some definition.</p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>BTN =<span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255);font-size:100%;" > <span style="font-size:130%;">Biro Tatatnegara</span></span></p> <p>BTN Camp = A mandatory 5 days 4 nights camp for all JPA scholars and whoever using government’s $$ to further their education overseas.</p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>It’s a very controversial camp, with rumours (some are true) about racism and discrimination. Well, it depends on the facilitators, trainers and location of the camp. </p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>If you are lucky enough, you can survive the camp without serious hardship. If you don’t wanna risk it, <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size:130%;">DON’T EVER ACCEPT GOVERNMENT’S $$ TO FUND YOUR EDUCATION</span></span>. Go for other scholarships / use your parents’ $$ to study abroad / <strike>replace your parents with wealthier ones</strike> / study locally etc. </p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>I think I was quite lucky because most of the facilitators here were good and open-minded, or at least they tried their best to act that way. Some were irritating, but not a very big issue.</p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>The name of the camp is <span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 64);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size:130%;">Kursus Kenegaraan Mahasiswa ke Luar Negara</span></span>. If you didn’t fail BM in SPM, you can get a rough idea of what the camp is about. Basically the sole objective of the camp is to instil a sense of (or great deal of)patrotism into all attendees. </p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>So throughout the entire course, you’ll get a recap of the nation’s history. It felt like attending history lessons in secondary school, the only difference is that this time, you have to prove that you really understand what it means by being patriotic. You have to do something to show that you love this country. Just try your best to ACT.</p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>OK, enough boring stuff. I’ll let the pictures do the talking. I won’t tell everything here because 5 days is not a short period. </p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Duration of the course:<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" > 31 May to 4 June</span> ( 5 days 4 night)</p> <p>Venue: <span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 64);font-size:130%;" >Kem Bina Negara, Tanjung Rhu, Sepang</span> </p> <p> (An extremely secluded piece of land, escaping will only put you into </p> <p> another worse position, and very poor mobile signal, almost nil.)</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZqy5QFsI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-GuaJcga5nk/s1600-h/DSC00184%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00184" alt="DSC00184" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZroAvoRI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Q6VsCoRkXrM/DSC00184_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >The Dorm</span></p> <p align="center">16 person sharing a dorm, not something I enjoy…</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZsSCmObI/AAAAAAAAAe8/lqrVnlG7z7M/s1600-h/DSC00181%5B6%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00181" alt="DSC00181" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZtOSn8-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/Rqt4Go1wn0U/DSC00181_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >My bed, the upper bunk</span></p> <p align="center">No wall fan around, super hot in the afternoon.</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZtxug4tI/AAAAAAAAAfE/t5tL7flDIMs/s1600-h/4%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="4" alt="4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZu-UfryI/AAAAAAAAAfM/sm1SNcFTb2o/4_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >School boy-looking dorm-matezz</span></p> <p align="center">Daniel (photographer) and Ah Wong missing. </p> <p align="center">The formal dress code was short-sleeved white shirt and dark-coloured slack.</p> <p align="center">I know…</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZvhfgFRI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/NXth1WI9KTk/s1600-h/DSC00211%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: inline;" title="DSC00211" alt="DSC00211" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZwR1YyKI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KFRQVnnmnH4/DSC00211_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" border="0" height="240" /></a> <a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZxB0WwMI/AAAAAAAAAfY/fOdEwmeAI_I/s1600-h/DSC00206%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: inline;" title="DSC00206" alt="DSC00206" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZxm5sdAI/AAAAAAAAAfc/ph-5bwp7vjk/DSC00206_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" border="0" height="240" /></a> </p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >Auditorium</span></p> <p align="center">The super comfortable and sleep-inducing “theatre” where we </p> <p align="center">attended facilitators’ slide presentation and other activities.</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZyQ8fVOI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Fm-rafPSL0c/s1600-h/DSC00199%5B8%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00199" alt="DSC00199" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZy_KoHsI/AAAAAAAAAfk/CnkNtcOCS-c/DSC00199_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >People cramming to sign their attendance</span></p> <p align="center">Every aspect of us will be evaluated, contributing to 40% of total score,</p> <p align="center">the other 60% comes from exam on the last day.<br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZzhOIIrI/AAAAAAAAAfo/4ab026iE3Jo/s1600-h/DSC00198%5B9%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00198" alt="DSC00198" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZ0YqZ7OI/AAAAAAAAAfs/9sECZXiv8s8/DSC00198_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >Fellow Manipal-ians</span></p> <p align="center">Me and Chee Kit (the tallest guy I’ve ever met).</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZ1B-bk2I/AAAAAAAAAfw/gmtlxvpeYio/s1600-h/DSC00203%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00203" alt="DSC00203" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZ1tYIMbI/AAAAAAAAAf0/fMWVCeljNfQ/DSC00203_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >Guys watching girls dancing</span></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p align="center">We were asked to close our eyes and mimic the gestures of a musical conductor, </p> <p align="center">but it turned out that some were dancing instead.</p> <p align="center">I wasn’t allowed to use my phone to snap pictures, but since the facilitators were enjoying the show so much, no one would notice me doing that.</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZ2vxZG-I/AAAAAAAAAf4/5xRjRE-meMo/s1600-h/DSC00216%5B7%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00216" alt="DSC00216" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZ3FPJLiI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TBE0dV2-8xA/DSC00216_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="281" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >Tower for flying-fox and abseiling</span></p> <p align="center">I wanted to try that sooooo much but too bad, no chance due to lack of trainers.</p> <p align="center">Picture taken from inside of auditorium through window pane.</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZ4wZ95MI/AAAAAAAAAgA/5tYmJxLohCw/s1600-h/BTN%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="BTN" alt="BTN" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZ6DidIQI/AAAAAAAAAgE/hPyoGexJ7Jw/BTN_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="337" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >A comical scene displaying factors contributing to the fall of ancient Malacca</span></p> <p align="center">In one of the LDKs (Latihan dalam Kumpulan), we were asked to list the characteristics of the people in the picture. So we came out with “pembelot”, “pengkhianat”, “berpeluk tubuh”, “mata duitan” etc etc etc… </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center">Then my group’s facilitator asked: “Adakah anda familier d’ngan semue ni?”</p> <p align="center">No one answered. Then he continued: “ Ini adalah sifat-sifat yang saye nampak dari diri anda semue! Kalau anda masih tak berubah, andalah yang bakal menghapuskan negare kite ni… … … Saye rase anda TIDAK LAYAK menerima biasiswa JPA… … Name Agong tak tau! Name permaisuri tak tau!… …”</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZ7AkiUuI/AAAAAAAAAgI/OQwQK3GKx5g/s1600-h/DSC00217%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00217" alt="DSC00217" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZ72uIq-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/J4JI54ignK0/DSC00217_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="300" border="0" height="400" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >Kembara</span></p> <p align="center">My favourite activity of all. It was the first and dirtiest and stinkiest jungle trekking ever had.<br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZ9XsamvI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/aINBv9o1ASI/s1600-h/DSC00220%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00220" alt="DSC00220" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZ-COSVaI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Al5AWOJebRA/DSC00220_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >People emerging from the “hole”</span></p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcZ_2kX8dI/AAAAAAAAAgY/qEofTg9LUj4/s1600-h/DSC00228%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00228" alt="DSC00228" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcaA4jx7uI/AAAAAAAAAgc/_xH6nQlIAls/DSC00228_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" > Crossing leech-ful river</span></p><p align="center"><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcaBoJ74II/AAAAAAAAAgg/vcsJD8XYzkc/s1600-h/DSC00225%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00225" alt="DSC00225" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcaCceYxPI/AAAAAAAAAgk/lJQIkInru7Q/DSC00225_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a></p> <p align="center">Eric, me, Stephanie and Vee Kee.</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcaDvPv-wI/AAAAAAAAAgo/iMvapHCdFbk/s1600-h/DSC00226%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00226" alt="DSC00226" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcaEN7zsQI/AAAAAAAAAgs/7i4RvQOmBDQ/DSC00226_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >More climbing</span></p><p align="center"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcaF4WQYHI/AAAAAAAAAgw/WazB2cn8rOs/s1600-h/DSC00229%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00229" alt="DSC00229" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcaG-fHvgI/AAAAAAAAAg0/PKZlBs6k5_E/DSC00229_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a>We destroyed people’s vege farm on our way back to camp. Sorry~~ XD</p><p align="center"><br /><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcaII7sWYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/r-0zvTGB-Q8/s1600-h/DSC00231%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00231" alt="DSC00231" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcaI3GOxdI/AAAAAAAAAg8/5MdE0PoXa_c/DSC00231_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >Kem Bina Negara!</span> </p> <p align="center">What a seclusion…</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcaKMWpAZI/AAAAAAAAAhA/fPhNuDCGzO4/s1600-h/DSC00235%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC00235" alt="DSC00235" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCcaLF6W0kI/AAAAAAAAAhE/W_vB8zvWd1U/DSC00235_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="300" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" >The first batch of survivors who made it back to the camp!</span></p> <p align="center">Back: Ah Wong, Vanessa, Stehanie, Vee Kee, Eric.</p> <p align="center">Front: Susu, me.</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="left">We waited for the others to arrive and were not allowed to take shower. All of us were dirty, smelly, tired, hungry and wounded. When we were released to have our dinner, I rushed back to the dorm to bath so that I don’t have to compete with others for the washroom later. After refreshing myself, I went to the canteen to have dinner with Eric. My group members left us plenty of food. <span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:130%;" ></span></p> <p align="left"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:130%;" ></span></p> <p align="left"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:130%;" ></span></p> <p align="left"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span></p><p align="left"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:130%;" >Million thanks for being so kind and considerate!</span></p> <p align="left"></p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="left"><br /></p><p align="left">It was Thursday night, the last night there. I had the BEST dinner since arrival with Eric, later joined by Gabriel, Mizan and Christine. We stayed there until it was almost time to assemble at the auditorium for the last session with the facilitators.</p> <p align="left"></p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="left"><br /></p><p align="left">On Friday, we were allowed to wake up and assemble late so that we can do last minute revision for the exam and to pack our stuff. The exam was ridiculously easy. I think all of us managed to pass. We had our lunch after that and waited for the buses to come take us back to KTT.</p> <p align="left"></p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="left"><br /></p><p align="left">Back at KTT, I waited for a few hours for a van to arrive, to take me and some other desperate friends to KTM. Not long after that, we were already lying inside coaches, on our way to Singapore… <img alt="Wink" src="http://messenger.msn.com/MMM2006-04-19_17.00/Resource/emoticons/wink_smile.gif" /></p> <p align="left"> </p> <div style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px; display: inline; float: none;" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:26803b90-9a29-4613-92b3-a09323bd800f" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"><br /><a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Adventures" rel="tag"></a></div>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-2714048888220538632010-06-10T23:50:00.020+08:002010-06-30T16:50:31.895+08:00My blog is finally OLD!<p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><table style="width: 198px; height: 108px;"><tbody></tbody></table></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" >Finally</span></div> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:brush script std;" >the <span>1</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:brush script std;" ><span>00th</span> post!</span></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >YEA~~</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >!!!</span></p><p><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media1.break.com/dnet/media/2008/1/21jan2-healthy-at-100.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 373px;" src="http://media1.break.com/dnet/media/2008/1/21jan2-healthy-at-100.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center">Most people reached their 100th post within the first 2 years<br /></p><p align="center">since the establishment of their blog. But I reached mine after 3 years the first post was written. I know I’m slow.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center">But who cares?! LOL. </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">As long as I made it this far,<br /></p> <p align="center">time taken is not important!</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">To celebrate, let me share with you something very very personal,</p> <p align="center">something I don’t usually share with people, </p> <p align="center">even the closest ones.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">I just received my new IC this afternoon.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">Don’t <em><span style="font-size:180%;">ceh</span> </em>la, the story doesn’t end here. Continue reading k?</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">Before I go further,</p> <p align="center">here’s a little piece of info for those of you who haven’t renew your IC and are still holding the old one which you had it since 12 years old:</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);">1. You can renew your IC between 18 y.o. an</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);">d 25 y.o. with a payment of just RM10.</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);">2. If you renew your IC after 25 y.o., you will be charged RM40.</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);">Additional RM20 will be imposed for every subsequent year after 25 y.o..</span></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">OK let’s continue the journey.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">The officer made a cut almost half-way through my old IC and put it into a drawer.</p> <p align="center">I wanted to take back my old IC as a keepsake but the officer refused to return it. According to him, the old IC will be sent to Putrajaya for further processing and I am not allowed to keep it.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ><br /></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" >Memories are not meant to last fo</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" >rever?</span></p> <p align="center">过去让它过去~~</p> <p align="center">I guess.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center">I forgot to snap a picture of “myself” in my old IC.</p> <p align="center">So what I can do now is just to take a picture of a photostated old IC and compare the old me (old as in last time, not the old OLD) with the current me.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">Quit this page if you are not interested to find out how time can age a kid. </p> <p align="center">For your info, I’m 20 but</p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" >I AM STILL YOUNG.</span></p> <p align="center">LOL.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">If you insist to carry on, please refrain from shouting, laughing, fainting </p> <p align="center">or having any extreme emotions.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">If you really can’t help it, please keep it to yourself and don’t ever let me know.</p> <p align="center">Your co-operation is highly appreciated, TQ.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center">!</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/E-7t8k61QIxLZShy350k-Gmz9jSZl76tPNxphM7KGv0?feat=embedwebsite"><img style="width: 224px; height: 153px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCjLNnXVZPI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ogQUU4VVqpU/s800/5.jpg" /></a><br /></p> <p style="text-align: center;"> 2002 / 2010</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">Instead of growing older, I think I’m actually turning younger, hahahahaha, </p> <p align="center">probably because the first picture looks like the kind of picture my dad took in 1960s.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center">Most people were shocked when they saw the picture in my old IC, reasons unknown. One friend even commented that I used to look like samseng or the kind of bully you can find in school who really needs some lessons taught. </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center">I think the only differences between the 2 pictures are my hair style and spectacles. The rest are quite similar.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center">All these prove that I did notage at all.<br /></p><p align="center">Hahahahaha.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center">What do you think??</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">Anyway, time passes and people change. </p> <p align="center">I changed, and am still changing, hopefully to the better (inside and outside).</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">By the time I reach 22, which is in year 2012,</p> <p align="center">I hope that I’ve grown to be a mature guy (I’m still childish sometimes) </p> <p align="center">who is independent, able to make wise decisions quick and</p> <p align="center">most importantly will look<br /></p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZXW4iS_B_kM_Zncjk8jDbWmz9jSZl76tPNxphM7KGv0?feat=embedwebsite"><img style="width: 219px; height: 312px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCjLNjJkYbI/AAAAAAAAAh0/iiMQowXB-cI/s800/4.jpg" /></a><br /></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" >this HOT!</span></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA… … … (continues indefinitely)</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center">This is <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-size:180%;" >A DREAM</span>,</p> <p align="center">and it will be the sole resolution for the coming years.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">I know it sounds funny, stupid and impractical,</p> <p align="center">but for those of you who know me well,</p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255);font-size:180%;" >I always make my dream a reality.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255);font-size:180%;" ><br /></span></p> <p align="center">Enough <strike>nonsense</strike> truth, I revealed waaaaaaaay too much of myself today.</p> <p align="center">I shall not repeat such mistake again by being toooo off-topic.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">Remember? This is my 100th post.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">To say something more relevant,</p> <p align="center">I’d like to<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:180%;" > thank you</span> for supporting my blog, </p> <p align="center">despite my constant disappearance and lack of update.</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funmunch.com/comments/thank_you/thank_you_comment_graphic_01.gif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 186px;" src="http://www.funmunch.com/comments/thank_you/thank_you_comment_graphic_01.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TBEJv_pqp1I/AAAAAAAAAd4/5dM0Py3DQqY/s1600-h/thank_you_note%5B4%5D.png"><br /></a> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" ></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:180%;" >Coming up…</span></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center">Updates on </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1uTvA0G7AjhtTSd9xrt7NWmz9jSZl76tPNxphM7KGv0?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCjLNco53RI/AAAAAAAAAhs/RDoiJga49m4/s400/2.jpg" /></a></span><br /></p> <p align="center">BTN Camp</p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">&</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/a1eRP_-EbfK-415Bpz8zuGmz9jSZl76tPNxphM7KGv0?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/TCjLNac86QI/AAAAAAAAAho/5zhGaqbsDIQ/s400/1.jpg" /></a></span><br /></p> <p align="center">Singapore Trip</p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">So</p> <p align="center">stay tuned!</p> <p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">XOXO</span></p>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-54646965542624366292010-05-17T00:31:00.002+08:002010-06-28T23:54:32.690+08:00Harassment<p><span style="color:#ffffff;">Date: 16th May 2010, Sunday</span></p> <p><span style="color:#ffffff;">Time: Around 7.30pm</span></p> <p><span style="color:#ffffff;">Venue: Mid Valley’s bus stop</span></p> <p><span style="color:#ffffff;">Subject: An uncle in his 50s</span></p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p>I had waited for a bus to go home for an hour. I wasn’t in a good mood and was sweating badly. Suddenly an uncle intercepted my daydream and started talking to me. He looked friendly at first, but things started to change pretty soon.</p> <p> </p> <p>Below is the conversation we had. He talked a lot but I only remembered certain things. Before you carry on, please note that the following conversation is for people above 18 and contains explicit adult contents. Read at your own risk. Should you feel any discomfort, please discontinue reading and consult a physician/psychologist/counsellor etc if symptoms persist.</p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color:#ff8000;"><strong>Reminder: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK…</strong></span></p> <p> </p> <p>It was very noisy around me, so I can only hear certain things he said. Most of the time I kept saying “pardon?” and “ar?”. We conversed in Cantonese.</p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U= Uncle</span></p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M= Me</span></p> <p> </p> <p>(simplified and censored version)</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: You waiting for U71? (RapidKL bus number)</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: No, U60.</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: It’s very hard to get U71 here, only 1 bus every hour.</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: Same goes for U60. I had been waiting for an hour.</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: *knod knod* Where do you live?</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: Puchong.</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: Are you a student?</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: Yes.</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: What are you studying now?… (boring stuffs, so let’s skip to the interesting </p> <p> part) Are you @#$%^? ^&*@? B?</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: Har???</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: Are you straight? Curved? Or B?</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: Har??? Pardon? I can’t hear you… (too noisy due to vehicles passing by)</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: Do you like girls? Some guys like guys, some even like both, that is called </p> <p> B, bisexual.</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: Oohh…</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: What’s your name?</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: Alex. (lol…)</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: Can give me your surname?</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: Tan (LOL…)</p> <p> </p> <p>We shook hands, and I regretted doing that not long later.</p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: You know Mandarin right?</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: *shakes head* Nooo… (starts pretending as a “banana”, which I always do </p> <p> when facing a stranger)</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: Then can you read Mandarin?</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: *shakse head and smiles*…</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: Like that ar… Can read English right?</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: Ya…</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: I can recommend some girls to you, all very young and beautiful etc etc… (I </p> <p> forgot) You give me your number, come come *takes out pen and preparing to </p> <p> write in his palm*…</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: *shakes head and smiles* no thanks…</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: No need shy shy la, first time sure like that one. Many people kept saying </p> <p> no initially but after trying, they demanded more and more. Some even </p> <p> requested the girls to send them their nude photos. You know, boobs, vajayjay. </p> <p> COME LA, give me your number. I introduce a few girls to you. Be friends first, </p> <p> then later see what you wanna do.</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: No need.</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: Come la! Why like that? You don’t wanna know some new friends meh? Be </p> <p> friends with them la, friends only… </p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: It’s ok, I have many friends already…</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: Aiyoh! Just a few more friends only ma… U have girlfriend?</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: No.</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: I see you talk very softly. You like guys right? I have some boys here also. They </p> <p> “did” a few times only. Some very cute one, some muscular, sexy. Come, give </p> <p> me your number, I send their pictures to you to choose. After you have made </p> <p> your decision, you tell me. I arrange for you.</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: Really no need.</p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: Aiyoh! I know one, guys who wear specs are very horny one I tell you. They may </p> <p> look normal but actually they very vigorous.</p> <p><span style="color:#00ff00;">M</span>: *Ignoring and trying hard to look at buses’ number*</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p>The fella kept talking rubbish which I didn’t bother to care. The things I wanted most was to go home and bathe, not some anonymous hot babes/dudes. So I carried on reading buses’ sign as there were more and more buses approaching, leaving that idiot outta my mind (too busy!). </p> <p> </p> <p>Finally!</p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color:#ff0080;">U</span>: @##$#$%@#$&*&*%… That is called Sex Partner, @#@$#$$%…</p> <p> </p> <p>I walked to the bus and climbed into it. Finally the world around me returned to its peaceful state and even better, it was air-conditioned.</p> <p> </p> <p>In the bus, I wiped my palm on the seat a few times, feeling very disgusted and wondering if there’s any disease being transmitted to me during that short moment of contact.</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color:#ff8000;">Moral of the story</span>: Don’t ever entertain strangers, especially those who showed </p> <p> interest in you suddenly.</p>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-58017908771752141412010-05-13T22:31:00.005+08:002010-06-28T23:57:31.158+08:00Ignorance = bliss?<p>Seriously… I dunno how things work. </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>There was a visit to Hospital Serdang this morning and there will be another visit to UM next Monday and I’m not involved in either of them. =(</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>The lists of students selected for each of the events were released few days ago and my name was not found. </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>I didn’t mean that my name MUST be in the lists but at least, I DERSERVE to be selected.</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>First,</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>visit to Hospital Serdang. Rumour has it that people were chosen based on their attendance in Kannada class. It’s true that I skipped some of the classes but comparatively, I attended more classes than most of the people in the list. Besides, I am very sure that I scored very well in Kannada Tests and I didn’t cheat! But I wasn’t chosen to join the trip…</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Next,</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>visit to University Malaya. I wanted to join this one because of its Anatomy Museum (it’s not really a museum, according to my anatomy lecturer, it’s just a big room full of isolated organs…). It was stated clearly on the list that 50 students who got A+ in their first Anatomy Test were selected.</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Truth is… I obtained the highest score in my class and still… yea you got it… I wasn’t selected to join, AGAIN! Second highest, third highest… anonymous all get to go but I’ll be left out.</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Speechless… …. …. … I’m pissed…</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>I didn’t fight for my right in front of whoever’s responsible for the shits (pardon my language, can’t help…) because I was disappointed and I don’t want to look desperate. </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>You probably think that I should at least go try my luck and argue with the person who made the selection. Even if I won, what I’ll get is JUST a visit to a place which I’ll never study there or a hospital which I’ll get very sick working there for 10 years after graduation.</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>So what I did was, coming home this morning and only return to college on Monday evening, treating myself well with 5 days of good food and great life. I’ll watch a movie tomorrow with a group of best friends who I feel most comfortable with, and I’ll meet a friend on Sunday who I miss a lot. </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Looking forward to REAL life outside the place which never fails to disappoint.</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /></p><p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /></p><p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /></p><p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /></p>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-15744600168674680802010-05-01T17:58:00.003+08:002010-06-29T00:00:25.476+08:00Suswagata, Jana & Dana<p>Ok… the last blog entry I posted was… er… nvm, see for yourself. For the past few months, I didn’t bother to visit blogger at all. Reasons?? No idea, don’t ask coz you’ll never get any answer.</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Thousand apologies if you have been waiting for AN update, or you wrote something in your blog and expecting my feedback but instead had your bowl of hot soup turned into ice and I wasn’t aware of it until months later… =p</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Anyway, I’m back! I hit the Blogger bookmark in my web browser last night and brought myself back “home”. Haizzz… the template looked SOOOOOO BOOOOORIIIIING!! My 2nd “home” looks like a haunted shack with thick dust covering everywhere, not to mention spider webs, rats, and the stench!</p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>So, I vaccuumed everything unpleasant and lighted up the lanterns outside. POOOFFFF!! My Japanese-style villa is visible again! Also, I hired a ninja assassin to guard and to clean my house frequently.</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>OK, its time to get back on track. </p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">P/S: If you are from KTT, please discontinue reading. If you insist to carry on, read at your own risk and hold no grudges after you finish.</span></p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>It’s 1st May today, in less than a month, KI (Kursus India) will walk into history. Yaaayy! But before that, there are still lots of activities which i need to get over with *ish ish ish*. Coming up is the Hindi Night, and I’ll be performing a dance with my classmates. I skipped the dance practices and so have no idea at all how the dance looks like. Hope it’s not too sakai-ish.</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Me and my friends will be flying to India in July (I think). We knew our placement in India, it’s Manipal College of Dental Sciences a.k.a. MCODS (Yaaaay again! Tell you the reason later…). Problem is… there are 2 campuses for MCODS, 1 in Manipal, the other in Mangalore.</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Personally, I’m hoping to go to the campus in Manipal, though most people are anticipating Mangalore. Come lets study geography for a few seconds….</p><p><br /></p> <p> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/S9v7OovN88I/AAAAAAAAAdI/cVM7FfM2w5I/s1600-h/543px-India_Karnataka_locator_map.svg%5B6%5D.png"><img title="543px-India_Karnataka_locator_map.svg" style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="543px-India_Karnataka_locator_map.svg" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/S9v7PmP70PI/AAAAAAAAAdM/NQDKkj70A8s/543px-India_Karnataka_locator_map.svg_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="300" height="332" /></a>Yellow: India</p> <p align="center">Red: the state of Karnataka<br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p> </p> <p>Most (or all? not sure) of us will be flying to Karnataka, one of the states in south India. It has the highest literacy rate among all states due to it’s abundance of universities and institutions. And yes, Manipal and Mangalore are both situated near the west coast of Karnataka, where Manipal is to the north of Mangalore.</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Lets zooooom into Manipal and Mangalore to have an idea of what’s around the MCODS respectively.</p><p><br /></p> <p> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/S9v7QZHTFjI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/PMtISlXeSe4/s1600-h/MCODS%2C%20Manipal%20map%20copy%5B8%5D.jpg"><img title="MCODS, Manipal map copy" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="MCODS, Manipal map copy" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/S9v7RB4ik0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/y00d0WxRbYw/MCODS%2C%20Manipal%20map%20copy_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" border="0" height="276" /></a>MCODS, Manipal is marked by the red pin (B).</p><p align="center"><br /><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="left">It can be seen that MCODS, Manipal is near (at the scale of the picture above) to various sports facilities. One of the is the MARENA (not found in picture) owned by the Manipal University where it houses badminton courts, tennis court, squash, football field etc etc… AND golf simulators, gym and sauna. TOTALLY speechless…</p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="left"><br /></p><p align="left">Can see the MAHE Library? It’s the LARGEST Health Sciences library in India. Don’t play play…</p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="left"><br /></p><p align="left">Due to the excellent facilities found in the city of Manipal, it’s not hard to realise why I prefer MCODS Manipal more than the other one.</p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="left"><br /></p><p align="left">EXTRA: MCODS Manipal ranked no.1 among the dental colleges in India! …</p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="left"><br /></p><p align="left">The reason why most people prefer MCODS Mangalore more is that they can get from JPA USD700 in Mangalore, but only USD500 in Manipal. No doubt, money is an issue, but I DON’T CARE! Lol…<br /></p><p align="left"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/S9v7Rx8jl5I/AAAAAAAAAdY/OTa-eTB3XN0/s1600-h/MCODS%2C%20Mangalore%20map%20copy%5B6%5D.jpg"><img title="MCODS, Mangalore map copy" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="MCODS, Mangalore map copy" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/S9v7SrsNjuI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9nwuZ4NvsQw/MCODS%2C%20Mangalore%20map%20copy_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" border="0" height="265" /></a>MCODS, Mangalore is marked by the red pin (A).<br /></p><p align="center"><br /><br /></p> <p> </p> <p>Mangalore is a big city, complete with train stations, airport and various entertainment facilities that define an area as a city. It’s easy to go to other places or cities from here. If you are looking for entertainment, Mangalore is the right place for you. But look at the map carefully, where are the facilities offered by Manipal?</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>I want to learn from the best and make full use of the facilities provided, that’s why MCODS Manipal is the better choice for me. But the power to decide is not in my hands. My (and the others’) fate is determined by JPA and Manipal University. We still don’t know which campus we’ll be going. </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Despite the simple analysis I made about both campuses and my wish, my biggest wish is that I can go to the same campus with my close friends because speculation has it that we will be split into 2 groups, each going to a different campus. That’s the last thing I want to have in my life. Nothing beats going to the same college with friends.</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Enough message for today. Thanks for your patience and we’ll meet (here) again. Tata!</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><br /></p><p>Note: Suswagata = welcome, Jana = people, Dana = cow</p> <p> Suswagata, Jana and Dana are Kannada words. =D</p>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-74699314507136736142010-01-06T22:06:00.004+08:002010-01-06T22:32:55.178+08:00I feel like a loserI'm currently working<br />at a hardware mart<br />punya accounting department<br />monday to saturday<br />8am to 6pm<br />earning pathetic pennies<br /><br />not to mention<br />back pain, sore eyes, "extreme" climate<br />and frequent toilet visits<br /><br />i want $$!!<br />and i don't wanna sit at home doing nothing<br />or go travel spending $$<br />that's why i work<br /><br />i don't wanna feel like a loser!<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">(i define "loser" as being not earning enough $$)</span></span><br /><br />i have to sacrifice entertainment<br />and sleep early<br />haizzz<br /><br />time to leave<br /><br />will have to face aunties and bitches again tomorrow<br />(one of them is a hybrid of both, and she's sitting in front of me)<br /><br />haizzOrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-44928077262051659442009-12-15T16:33:00.001+08:002009-12-15T16:33:23.475+08:00Penang Trip<p>Went to Penang on 7th Dec and back in KL on the 11th.</p> <p>It was a post-A-level trip, not to mention it was my first time in Penang, and first time flying (by plane of course, and alone).</p> <p>It was not a family trip. I went there to meet up with Choong, Eric, Mizan, Christine (all KTT-ians) and had Jimmy and Edwin (Choong’s wonderful friends) to join us.</p> <p>I’m not going to blah a lot here (holidays make people lazy). So I’ll just mention the important stuff…</p> <p>First, my mobile phone had a <em>culture shock</em>. It turned into a super troublesome gadget once I landed in Penang, just to name a few, frequent blackout and spontaneous shut down, which made communication very very inconvenient. Ish!! The worst thing is, the problems still persist even till  now.</p> <p>Second, we went to various tourism sites, including Kek Lok Si Temple, Gurney Plaza, Queensbay Mall (not shopping spree ah) and some other places which I don’t remember or don’t even know the name.</p> <p> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/SydJkMtGceI/AAAAAAAAAcU/lgOOJKupwVk/s1600-h/08122009018%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="08122009018" border="0" alt="08122009018" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/SydJw4IUDHI/AAAAAAAAAcY/oOBXSbSH6ro/08122009018_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" height="304" /></a>From left: Choong, Eric, me, Jimmy</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/SydJxgqjrJI/AAAAAAAAAcc/04cMiwNBckY/s1600-h/DSC01477%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC01477" border="0" alt="DSC01477" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/SydJyZpWbFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/oGXF5GFt9os/DSC01477_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="304" height="404" /></a>The newly constructed pavilion housing Guan Yin statue. I think we missed the officiating ceremony by 1 day earlier or later.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/SydJz8Y0FSI/AAAAAAAAAck/GOdrs5vnByc/s1600-h/10122009038%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="10122009038" border="0" alt="10122009038" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/SydJ0pphs0I/AAAAAAAAAco/ozNrBsUvmjU/10122009038_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" height="304" /></a> Meet up with Christine on the 4th day at Queensbay Mall where this retarded  photo was taken. XD Haha…</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="left">Third, Penang delicacies. I didn’t try much Penang food (I mean the ones which Penang is famous for) due to many reasons but I still managed to have a sip of nutmeg juice, some Char Kui Teow and rojak. Hope to revisit Penang again!</p> <p align="left">Last but not least, million thanks to Choong and his uncle for providing comfortable accommodation as well as hospitality, and Jimmy and Mizan for providing transport and driving us around and across the island. Oh ya, TQ Christine for meeting us even though you were suffering from food poisoning and diar… throw up. </p> <p align="left">Hope to see you guys again (KI should not be the reason) and happy holidays!!!</p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="left">P/S: I need to brush up my Hokkien to prepare for future uses. Or, I can pretend to be a banana as this can solve most communication difficulties in places like Penang. </p> OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-12404202169666186752009-11-26T14:39:00.004+08:002009-11-26T14:48:30.657+08:00A Night to Remember<p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" align="center"><strong>Event: Graduation Dinner aka Prom Night</strong></p> <p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" align="center"><strong>Date: 21 Nov 2009</strong></p> <p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" align="center"><strong>Venue: Pan Pacific KLIA</strong></p><p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" align="center"><strong><br /></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong></strong></p> <p align="center">Honestly, a part of me wasn’t looking forward to the event </p> <p align="center">but another half of me was dreading for it because it marks the end of my life in KTT </p> <p align="center">(at least no sight of KTT for few months before I return for a language course).</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">Reason is… I have to perform in a musical *ish*.</p> <p align="center"> The last time I performed was on the last day of orientation, </p> <p align="center">and it seems that an opening must (god says MUST) be followed by, </p> <p align="center">unfortunately, an ending, </p> <p align="center">and the musical proved this theory. </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center">I wanted to get over with EVERTYTHING </p> <p align="center">(the musical, prom night, and eventually KTT). </p> <p align="center">But turned out that I enjoyed myself!</p> <p align="center"> I always find myself enjoying every single moment </p> <p align="center">where before everything happened, </p> <p align="center">I was hoping for it to end quick and clean.</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">As I promised, below are the snapshots. </p> <p align="center">As always, photo sessions began </p> <p align="center">before the start of any event, </p> <p align="center">when someone important was crapping, </p> <p align="center">sorry, I mean delivering his/her speech, </p> <p align="center">and continued all the way </p> <p align="center">until everything in schedule has ended </p> <p align="center">and we were commanded to leave.</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iP3OwxXI/AAAAAAAAAZY/OQz9pYxDNMA/s1600-h/13%5B22%5D.jpg"><img title="" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iQswBFgI/AAAAAAAAAZc/A2y769X_IUQ/13_thumb%5B20%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" border="0" height="320" /></a>in the bus…</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iRf7CZqI/AAAAAAAAAZg/J6zTSImjD-s/s1600-h/18%5B18%5D.jpg"><img title="18" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="18" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iSGnwyBI/AAAAAAAAAZk/FIbVMh1K6wo/18_thumb%5B16%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" height="420" /></a></p> <p align="center">mee and yasmin =D</p><br /><p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iTKBWmkI/AAAAAAAAAZo/JNV6aJDvR_M/s1600-h/DSC01440%5B7%5D.jpg"><img title="DSC01440" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="DSC01440" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iTrnXNdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/aJ2INNoccGc/DSC01440_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" height="420" /></a></p> <p align="center">ah cheng (neighbour), mee, choong (roommate)</p> <p align="center">where’s daniel (housemate)??</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iU1CdBvI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rOAkQ3-vH3M/s1600-h/DSC01442%5B9%5D.jpg"><img title="DSC01442" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="DSC01442" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iVvBEFKI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZraCeaoN3YQ/DSC01442_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" height="305" /></a></p> <p align="center"> mee and weird neighbours: eric, beh</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iWUCEprI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/mjDfB-ME3Sk/s1600-h/27%5B9%5D.jpg"><img title="27" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="27" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iXaAHFrI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/duOAvnezz78/27_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="402" border="0" height="306" /></a></p> <p align="center">mee and beh with a vampire fang</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iYGg7w7I/AAAAAAAAAaA/cxxEJAE7BRM/s1600-h/34%5B6%5D.jpg"><img title="34" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="34" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iZWUzQ1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/fS31eqAsFYw/34_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" height="420" /></a></p> <p align="center">ahem… let me introduce…</p> <p align="center">my prom date: christine</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iaFV2H5I/AAAAAAAAAaI/Yq4Zl4BXKAU/s1600-h/8%5B8%5D.jpg"><img title="8" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="8" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ia5WaTGI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Kxia0rSnUUk/8_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" height="421" /></a></p> <p align="center"> and her housemate, sylvia</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ibm05OSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/zZ5KxuKt2T0/s1600-h/21%5B7%5D.jpg"><img title="21" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="21" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ichB7t6I/AAAAAAAAAaU/T_PK2wAYMuI/21_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" height="420" /></a></p> <p align="center">also a resident of tangga 3, Hui Zhi </p> <p align="center">congrats for getting a grand prize in lucky draw!</p> <p align="center">i only got a water heater…</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4idldYoQI/AAAAAAAAAaY/7uGRVCLDDuc/s1600-h/22%5B10%5D.jpg"><img title="22" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="22" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ieSiLEDI/AAAAAAAAAac/TJAqFMzIEwQ/22_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" border="0" height="320" /></a></p> <p align="center">and her housemate, Chai Lian / CL / Jill / Power Station Cindy / Mrs. Beh</p> <p align="center">who always looks fierce </p><br /><p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ifPkxzJI/AAAAAAAAAag/cyw4M_VuoJQ/s1600-h/26%5B5%5D.jpg"><img title="26" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="26" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ifwzfXaI/AAAAAAAAAak/a5-9kBn4pP0/26_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" height="420" /></a></p> <p align="center"> unlike the sweet felicia</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4igrUEWGI/AAAAAAAAAao/83gX5TnbcZE/s1600-h/25%5B5%5D.jpg"><img title="25" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="25" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iheSaBiI/AAAAAAAAAas/tIPuiFEhCI8/25_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" height="420" /></a></p> <p align="center">黑白配</p> <p align="center">mee, Mrs. Chua (Lynn) and beh</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iiBA3n3I/AAAAAAAAAaw/mGB-XcP39Y4/s1600-h/32%5B5%5D.jpg"><img title="32" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="32" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iigMP6oI/AAAAAAAAAa0/0JQbbGBUUzw/32_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" border="0" height="320" /></a></p> <p align="center">welcome back christine</p> <p align="center">where have you been?</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ijd302sI/AAAAAAAAAa4/XjGfR3qaFB4/s1600-h/39%5B7%5D.jpg"><img title="39" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="39" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ikHVK_UI/AAAAAAAAAa8/W1dJ9R7MGdE/39_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" height="420" /></a></p> <p align="center">cat fight with lynthia? demon vs. evil??</p> <p align="center">ic...<br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ikyPFFfI/AAAAAAAAAbA/V2cOEW-u0dM/s1600-h/21112009001.mp4_000605076%5B6%5D.jpg"><img title="21112009001.mp4_000605076" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="21112009001.mp4_000605076" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ilzTpFTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/8yoRWYrTCk8/21112009001.mp4_000605076_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" border="0" height="379" /></a><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ikyPFFfI/AAAAAAAAAbI/j0nxcqf_U3Q/s1600-h/21112009001.mp4_000605076%5B3%5D.jpg"></a></p> <p align="center">can imagine mee dancing? no way…</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4inSifCVI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/i_DGgK2IuFI/s1600-h/19%5B8%5D.jpg"><img title="19" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="19" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ioLvVYVI/AAAAAAAAAbU/rRembvsGVqs/19_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="503" border="0" height="291" /></a></p> <p align="center">and finally </p> <p align="center">全家福</p> <p align="center">congrats people! yummmmmm seeeennnnnng!!</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p align="center">oh ya</p> <p align="center">malaysia’s next top models</p> <p align="center"> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iojITQGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ua4MQDQgWTs/s1600-h/36%5B5%5D.jpg"><img title="36" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="36" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ipchDBCI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Eid-rGA42kA/36_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" height="420" /></a></p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4ipzuASdI/AAAAAAAAAbg/d2YGqqp7gX8/s1600-h/38%5B5%5D.jpg"><img title="38" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="38" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4iqrai2_I/AAAAAAAAAbk/bXScHLQFjZk/38_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" height="420" /></a></p> <p align="center">syok-syok sendiri… lol</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4irTMszmI/AAAAAAAAAbo/mEwWuFiRen4/s1600-h/41%5B6%5D.jpg"><img title="41" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="41" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4isNoCZGI/AAAAAAAAAbs/5SFy9X3djbo/41_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" height="420" /></a></p> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sw4itHn2CSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Ywgvhe3ikWY/s1600-h/35%5B2%5D.jpg"></a> <p align="center"> _________________ (fill in the blank)</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">more pictures in facebook</p> <p align="center">even more in my laptop</p> <p align="center">if you have access to them</p> <p align="center">:p</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">The most wonderful night in my entire A level</p> <p align="center">has finally come to an end</p> <p align="center">Millions thanks to all my dearest friends for being</p> <p align="center">kind, helpful, funny, weird, forgiving, sexy & …</p> <p align="center">Happy Holidays to all of you!</p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">For those travelling</p> <p align="center">have a safe & memorable journey</p> <p align="center">& remember to buy souvenirs for me</p> <p align="center">For those working</p> <p align="center">may you earn a lot until you beg for money to stop coming</p> <p align="center">& don’t forget to <em>chia</em> me</p> <p align="center">For those just eating & sleeping at home</p> <p align="center">may you rot and we never meet</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">XOXO</p> <p align="center">wasabi<br /></p> <p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">you know you love me</span></p><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="font-size:85%;">ya, i'm watching gossip girl</span></div>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-17559897818464128992009-11-22T23:04:00.000+08:002009-11-22T23:26:16.031+08:00It all endedHere's a brief summary of what happened last week...<br /><br /><br />A2 exams ended on last Tuesday =D<br />Followed by KL trip until midnight<br />Had my hair trimmed and styled<br />Bought a shirt and a pants for prom night<br />Took a super luxurious dinner at Jogoya :q<br />Spent RM500++ <br />-.-<br /><br />Went to 1 Utama on Wednesday<br />Had a "romantic" diner<br />Happy and tired, but still happy<br /><br />Thursday and Friday<br />Packing of belongings, cleaning of apartment<br />picking up shit and throwing away tonnes of refuse (and money...)<br />Practiced for performance- musical theatre<br />when those not performing were sleeping or shaking legs<br />Tired~~<br /><br />Saturday<br />D-Day!<br />Graduation Dinner / Prom Night<br />I believe pictures say more than do words<br />So,<br />stay tuned!<br /><br />Oh ya<br />I almost forget<br /><br />Sunday (today)<br />Sayonara to 1 and a half years of<br />frustration and disgust<br />and<br />everyone who kept me moving and aliveOrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-70544147809938893962009-11-14T00:40:00.004+08:002009-11-14T00:52:07.752+08:00另类固执<pre>把昨天都作废<br />现在你在我眼前<br />我想爱<br />请给我机会<br />如果我错了也承担<br />认定你就是答案<br />我不怕谁嘲笑我极端<br /><br />相信自己的直觉<br />顽固的仍不喊累<br />爱上你 我不撤退<br /><br />我说过<br />我不闪躲<br />我非要这麽做<br />讲不听也偏要爱 更努力爱 让你明白<br />没有别条路能走<br />你决定要不要陪我<br />讲不听偏爱 看我感觉爱<br />等你的依赖<br />对你偏爱<br />痛也很愉快<br /><br />不后悔 有把握 我不闪躲<br />我非要这麽做<br />讲不听也偏要爱 更努力爱 让你明白<br />没有别条路能走<br />你决定要不要陪我<br />讲不听偏爱<br />看我感觉爱<br />等你的依赖<br />对你偏爱<br />痛也很愉快<br /><br /><br />张芸京<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">《偏爱》</span><br /><br /><br />献给<br />友达以上 恋人未满<br /><br /><br />又是一个依磨夜<br /><br /><br />你啦!干嘛急着转头?!<br /></pre>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-4702317443954850492009-11-01T23:23:00.004+08:002009-11-01T23:32:03.732+08:00Bumblebee Halloween CostumeI couldn't laugh man...<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z1HWqbOSJLo&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z1HWqbOSJLo&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />...<br />...<br />...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">All the best</span></span> to those taking exams...OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-23443232115343032152009-09-27T16:43:00.005+08:002009-09-27T16:56:16.365+08:00Mass Destruction<p>My Raya holiday is coming to an end in few hours time and I’ll return to KTT tonight. ~_~</p> <p>To describe this 12-day holidays, the word “<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >unproductive</span>” sums it all. I didn’t do anything meaningful (<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">study, do revision</span>) that a student like me should. I planned to spend my time wisely by studying because A2 exam is just 1 month and few days ahead. </p> <p>Nevertheless, I only managed to finish browsing through several biology and physics chapters. Compared with my initial “<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" >aspiration</span>”, I really feel like a loser now. And, of course, guilty. But… everything is too late now.</p> <p>That’s why people say <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">don’t count your chickens before they are hatched!</span> (is the sentence correct? nvm…)</p> <p> </p> <p>So, what have I done in the previous days?</p> <p>Well, I ended up being a couch potato, watching dramas one episode after another. I couldn’t help it. I was not in the mood of studying because holidays are a luxury for KTT-ians…</p> <p>Below are the 2 dramas (1 Taiwanese, 1 Korean) I watched. They have been released for quite some time but due to certain reasons, I only got to watch them now.</p><p><br /></p>++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ <p> First,</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sr8lkmC4TwI/AAAAAAAAAZA/EUX3q_4mAzI/s1600-h/Black_and_White%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Black_and_White" alt="Black_and_White" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sr8ll3dXY-I/AAAAAAAAAZE/xZrA9r3VJWw/Black_and_White_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="248" border="0" height="345" /></a> </p> <ul> <li style="text-align: center;"> <strong>Title:</strong> 痞子英雄 / Pi Zi Ying Xiong </li> <li style="text-align: center;"> <strong>English title:</strong> Black & White </li> <li style="text-align: center;"> <strong>Genre:</strong> Police, action </li> <li style="text-align: center;"> <strong>Episodes</strong>: 24 </li> <li style="text-align: center;"> <strong>Broadcast network:</strong> PTS </li><li style="text-align: center;"><strong>Broadcast period:</strong> starting 2009-Apr-11 (in Taiwan I guess)</li> </ul> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span> <h4 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" align="center">Synopsis</h4> <p>Pi Zi and Ying Xiong are two cops who are as different as day and night. One does nothing except for drinking coffee and living a luxurious lifestyle while waiting for information from dubious sources to crack his cases. Another believes law and justice are the pillars of society and is constantly on the street catching criminals… a little overzealously for his superior’s liking. When a case brought these two top crime solvers together, sparks fly and a little light peeks into this dark city where the nation’s President is on friendly terms with the local mafia and people are killed while drinking milkshakes…</p> <p>+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++</p> <p> </p> <p>Second,</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sr8lmvf_KmI/AAAAAAAAAZI/a7XAVow0swI/s1600-h/Boys_over_Flowers_to_Air_in_Japan_from_April_12-20090210185309%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Boys_over_Flowers_to_Air_in_Japan_from_April_12-20090210185309" alt="Boys_over_Flowers_to_Air_in_Japan_from_April_12-20090210185309" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sr8lnMFFU_I/AAAAAAAAAZM/KtncjKD6s8E/Boys_over_Flowers_to_Air_in_Japan_from_April_12-20090210185309_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="382" border="0" height="278" /></a> </p> <li style="text-align: center;"> <b>Title:</b> 꽃보다 남자 / Kgotboda Namja </li><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><li style="text-align: center;"> <b>Also known as:</b> Boys Before Flowers / Boys Over Flowers (lolz) </li><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><li style="text-align: center;"> <b>Genre:</b> Romance, comedy </li><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><li style="text-align: center;"> <b>Episodes:</b> 25 </li><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><li style="text-align: center;"> <b>Broadcast network:</b> KBS2 </li><li style="text-align: center;"><b>Broadcast period:</b> 2009-Jan-05 to 2009-Mar-31 (in Korea)</li><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p align="center"> </p> <h4 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" align="center">Synopsis</h4> <p align="left">Jan Di is an average girl whose family owns a dry cleaning store located near the luxurious and well known Shin Hwa College. Jan Di meets the four richest and most spoiled boys known as the F4. After saving a boy from jumping off the roof of Shinhwa High School, she is admitted into the school on a swimming scholarship. Jan Di tries to avoid confrontation with the F4 at all cost because she knows what happens to those that stand against them. However, when Jan Di's friend, Oh Min Ji, accidentally gets ice cream on the leader of the F4's shoes, she's forced to declare war on the leader of the F4, Goo Joon Pyo.<br /></p><p align="left"><br /></p> <p align="left">And of course, they fall in love with each other, leading to a tangled mass of relationship like that in the picture below (not made by me ah). Orange lines represent love relationship, red for hatred or rivalry (I can’t read Korean language), black lines linking family members.</p><p align="left"><br /></p> <p align="left"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sr8loHVlf5I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/AqhQ6Cle1-Q/s1600-h/BOF_correlation_chart%5B6%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="BOF_correlation_chart" alt="BOF_correlation_chart" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sr8lo4HSqxI/AAAAAAAAAZU/3kfx4ugBckQ/BOF_correlation_chart_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="494" border="0" height="395" /></a><br /></p><p align="left">++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++</p> <p align="left">Both dramas took me so many days to finish watching, with each episode lasting 60 +/- 10 minutes. <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" >Phew~~</span></p> <p align="left">The stories are intriguing, especially <span style="font-weight: bold;">Black and White</span>. If you enjoy tears-stimulating dramas and <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">love love</span> stuffs, the second one is right for you. If you don’t watch dramas or find them idiotic, kindly move your mouse cursor the the top right corner of this page and click. ^.^</p> <p align="left"> </p> <p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">~*~<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Time to say goodbye<br />Paesi che non ho mai<br />Veduto e vissuto con te<br />Adesso si li vivro.<br />Con te partiro<br />Su navi per mari<br />Che io lo so<br />No no non esistono piu<br />Its time to say goodbye.</p><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Time to Say Goodbye by Andrea Bocelli</span> </div><p align="left"></p>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-42555775797194656502009-09-23T23:22:00.002+08:002009-09-23T23:25:15.986+08:00被点中!<p>被点到必填,不填代表你不尊重传给你的人和问卷。 <br />(1) 请老实的回答每一个问题。 <br />(2) 不行擅自塗改題目。 <br /><strike>(3) 写完请点5位小朋友,不可不点。 <br />(4) 点完后请通知那5位小朋友他被点到了。 <br /></strike>hehe… …</p> <p> <br />=========================== <br />1. 是谁传給你这份问卷的:: 宁芮 <br />2. 你们认识多久呢:: 9 或 10 年了吧 <br />3. 你觉得他(她)对你來说很重要吗:: 重要!(有点不好意思~) <br />4. 你与他(她)的关系是:: 好朋友 <br />5. 你觉得他(她)的个性如何:: 复杂,但不讨人厌 <br />6. 请问他(她)的兴趣是:: 帅哥?? <br />==============================</p> <p> <br />問 : 當你在更衣室沖水,门忽然被打开了你会? <br />答 : 更衣室内有冲水设施吗? <br />問 : 海中忽然大浪來襲后,你发现比基尼小姐上身泳裝被沖掉了你会? <br />答 : 看看她的表情 <br />問 : 去海边玩会使用咩交通工具? <br />答 : 敞篷跑车 <br />問 : 你突然发现沒帶泳裝、泳衣你会買吗? <br />答 : 谁说没带泳衣就不能在海边玩? <br />問 : 会的。。 <br />答 : 会什么? <br />問 : 回去时,发现有其他遊客手机沒拿,你会觉得是哪牌子的? <br />答 : Nokia <br />問 : 海边对你來说是? <br />答 : 放松心情的好去处 <br />問 : 看到镜子,会不由自主的向前吗? <br />答 : 当然不会,也没那个必要 <br />問 : 经常用洗面乳吗? <br />答 : 每日几次 <br />問 : 说到自恋会想到谁? <br />答 : 学院那里的朋友 <br />問 : 有人说该減肥了你会? <br />答 : 出世至此没胖过! <br />問 : 自恋,適合你吗? <br />答 : 希望有自恋的机会</p> <p> </p> <p>完毕!!</p>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-19162953862688555372009-09-20T12:20:00.003+08:002009-09-20T12:25:13.605+08:00Mantoux Test<p>I have just taken a medical screening which is requested by JPA, and I will be collecting the report on Tuesday. The tests include physical examination such as height, weight,blood pressure, pulse etc and lots more like chest X-ray and others which I don’t remember.</p> <p>The most troublesome test of all is the Mantoux Test. For you guys wondering wth is a mantoux test, below are extracts from wikipedia. Hope you find it useful. =D</p> <p><span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0);">…</span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">The Mantoux test (also known as the Mantoux screening test, Tuberculin Sensitivity Test, Pirquet test, or PPD test for Purified Protein Derivative) is a diagnostic tool for </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tuberculosis"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">tuberculosis</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">. It is one of the two major </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tuberculin"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">tuberculin</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"> skin tests used in the world, largely replacing multiple-puncture tests such as the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tine_test"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Tine test</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">. </span></p> <p><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tuberculin"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Tuberculin</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"> is a </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glycerol"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">glycerol</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"> extract of the tubercle bacillus. Purified protein derivative (PPD) tuberculin is a precipitate of non-species-specific molecules obtained from filtrates of sterilized, concentrated cultures. It was first described by </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Koch"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Robert Koch</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"> in 1890. The test is named after Charles Mantoux, a French physician who developed on the work of Koch and Clemens von Pirquet to create his test in 1907.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"><br /></span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"></span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:100%;" ><strong>Procedure</strong></span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">A standard dose of 5 Tuberculin units (0.1 mL) is injected intradermally (between the layers of dermis) and read 48 to 72 hours later. A person who has been exposed to the bacteria is expected to mount an immune response in the skin containing the bacterial proteins.</span></p> <p> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/SrWtcL8BCAI/AAAAAAAAAYw/VaFwtGL-y-Q/s1600-h/Mantoux_tuberculin_skin_test%5B10%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Mantoux_tuberculin_skin_test" alt="Mantoux_tuberculin_skin_test" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/SrWtchajeuI/AAAAAAAAAY0/KeaBuvzYhU0/Mantoux_tuberculin_skin_test_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="325" height="218" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">The injection was “disgusting-ly” painful man. The pain of the initial ant bite before extracting a test tube-full of blood is totally incomparable with this. First, I felt the needle piercing through the skin, then the needle “travels” between the skin layers. When the tuberculin is being injected, I felt as though something was hitting the bones. After that, a swelling just like that caused by a mosquito bite appeared.</span></p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">The reaction is read by measuring the diameter of </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Induration"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">induration</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"> (palpable raised hardened area) across the forearm (perpendicular to the long axis) in millimeters. If there is no induration, the result should be recorded as "0 mm". </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erythema"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Erythema</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"> (redness) should not be measured.</span></p> <p> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/SrWtddc2XaI/AAAAAAAAAY4/zqFF75bNZ3M/s1600-h/Mantoux_test%5B6%5D.jpg"><img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Mantoux_test" alt="Mantoux_test" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/SrWtd4bIXAI/AAAAAAAAAY8/5oGwXhl3e2k/Mantoux_test_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="330" height="230" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">I’ll have the reading taken on Tuesday.</span></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">If a person has had a history of a positive tuberculin skin test, another skin test is not needed, but if negative another test may be needed.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"><br /></span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"></span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"></span></p> <h4><span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-size:100%;" >Classification of tuberculin reaction</span></h4> <p><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">The results of this test must be interpreted carefully. The person's medical risk factors determine at which increment (5 mm, 10 mm, or 15 mm) of induration the result is considered positive. <strong>A positive result indicates TB exposure</strong>.</span></p> <ul> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);">5 mm or more is positive in</span> </span> <ul> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">HIV-positive person </span></li> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Recent contacts of TB case </span></li> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Persons with nodular or fibrotic changes on chest x-ray consistent with old healed TB </span></li> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Patients with organ transplants and other immunosuppressed patients </span></li> </ul> </li> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"></span><br /></li> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);">10 mm or more is positive in</span> </span> <ul> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Recent arrivals (less than 5 years) from </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tuberculosis#Epidemiology"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">high-prevalence countries</span></a></li> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Injection drug users </span></li> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Residents and employees of high-risk congregate settings (e.g., prisons, nursing homes, hospitals, homeless shelters, etc.) </span></li> <li><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mycobacteria"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Mycobacteriology</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"> lab personnel </span></li> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Persons with clinical conditions that place them at high risk (e.g., </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diabetes"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">diabetes</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">, prolonged </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corticosteroid"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">corticosteroid</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"> therapy, </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leukemia"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">leukemia</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">, </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Renal_failure"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">end-stage renal disease</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">, chronic </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malabsorption"><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">malabsorption</span></a><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"> syndromes, low body weight, etc) </span></li> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Children less than 4 years of age, or children and adolescents exposed to adults in high-risk categories </span></li> </ul> </li> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"></span><br /></li> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);">15 mm or more is positive in</span> </span> <ul> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">Persons with no known risk factors for TB </span></li> <li><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">(Note: Targeted skin testing programs should only be conducted among high-risk groups) </span></li> </ul> </li> </ul> <p><span style="color: rgb(128, 64, 0);">A tuberculin test conversion is defined as an increase of 10 mm or more within a 2-year period, regardless of age.</span></p> <p>…</p> <p> </p> <p>I’ll receive my test report on next Tuesday. Hopefully everything’s fine just like last year (this is the second medical check-up I did, exactly the same as that I took before entering KTT last year).</p> <p>Tata. =D</p>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-89736730991368426392009-09-13T00:57:00.001+08:002009-09-13T01:13:57.088+08:00Bedtime StoriesNight time has always been an <span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">emo</span> time for me, and it’s still is now. Whatever that meets my eyes or crashes my ears will always be interpreted in a very different way, emotionally to be exact, than that I feel in the hot and sunny daytime.<br /><br />Of course, it is also the <span style="color:#6633ff;">emo-waves</span> that washed away the laziness-causing parasites in my body and brought me here.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;">PS: I personally recommend reading this article at night. =D</span><br /><br />Wonderful things happened to me last few days, the sweetest one being me obtaining an overall band 8.0 for the IELTS I took. Whether it’s just luck that I got merciful examiners to mark my papers and evaluate my speaking ability or I underestimated my ability, all of them are no longer important. I got what I want, in fact, it’s more than what I expected.<br /><br />Million <span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;">thanks</span> to whoever that helped, encouraged, discouraged or spent time joining my stress-release sessions even late at night. Now, I’m more than content and grateful for having things (e.g. success, care…) which I thought I have to live without.<br /><br />And then it was Chai Lian’s 19th birthday. If anyone notices, the date was <span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">09/09/09</span> (dd/mm/yy). What a nice combination! How I wish I was born in such “auspicious” day, not to mention having a sweet partner and a van-full of people to celebrate the awesome day.<br /><br />There were 13 of us including the birthday girl. We enjoyed ourselves to the fullest and played the craziest way. And it’s also the day I let out another side of me (playful? stupid? Whatever…) which I rarely project elsewhere. I felt incredibly carefree that day. Realising such opportunity to hang out with the people I like is a scarcity, I know that I really have to throw away all the burdens which I carry most of the time and accept the happiness just a few feet away from me.<br /><br />Again, thank you guys for inviting and allowing me to join.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380629186604356402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/SqvVvMem0zI/AAAAAAAAAYo/-G2QL4xQhIU/s320/DSCN2988.JPG" /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">For more photos, kindly visit my Facebook profile.</span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"></div><div align="left"><br /></span> </div><div align="left">On Friday night, I celebrated Jun Suet’s belated birthday with Ning Jui and Li En at TGI Friday’s, IOI Mall. So many people I know turned 19 in September. Despite being tired, I still made my way to the mall to wish her Happy Birthday because it’s the last birthday she can have with me around before I fly to India next year (hopefully). With amazing people and great food, we spent quite some time there eating and chatting. It was <span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">warm</span>, I mean emotionally.<br /><br />What can possibly be better than spending moments with people who meant so much to you?<br /><br />Finally, it is now<span style="color:#cc33cc;"> <span style="font-size:180%;">13/09/09</span></span>, 1.56am. I’m the only person still awake at home, still don’t feel like sleeping although am feeling bored and emo.<br /><br />I wish… that things can always be better than last minute.</div>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-35769838485786408992009-08-23T16:42:00.005+08:002009-08-23T17:43:12.809+08:00Everything shall return normalI was terribly sick few weeks ago, having persistent fever for 2 weeks accompanied by flu, cough and headache (seem familiar right? Yea, all those are the symptoms of the hottest influenza A H1N1). Nevertheless, the symptoms and illnesses subsided before I was declared a carrier. Phew~~<br /><br />And thanks to those who wished me a speedy recovery.<br /><br />Then came the release of AS result. To my great relieve and satisfaction, I got straight A's (4 A's to be precise), and so did my buddies in college. There were 53 or 54 students who got 4 A's (I counted 1 by 1 from the name list leh) and this accounted one-third of the people who took the exam in June.<br /><br />Not forgetting those who obtained staight A's in all the 3 subjects they took. Congratz!!! All the countless hard work had been paid off. What was next? Celebration time of course. Most of us escaped the college and had a good time in shopping complexes, making the college building seemed evacuated (almost).<br /><br />Next up was IELTS tests which was held on last Friday and Saturday. I was feeling very stressed but can't find any way to release the tension. I tried to jog every evening until nearly run out of energy. For that fraction of time, it seemed as though the dreadful thought of IELTS tests faded. However, the feeling surfaced not long later when I was resting at night.<br /><br />I know the best way of keeping myself from thinking unnecessarily is to keep myself extremely busy. But I was not in the mood of doing anything meaningful and so let the negative imagination drowned me.<br /><br />Nevertheless, I finished the tests yesterday. I won't comment about the tests here 'coz what's done is done. It's time to get back on track with everything as I was left behind due to IELTS preparation. I can finally return to my normal study routine. No more jealousy towards Daniel (my housemate) 'coz he has been studying like mad when I was completely occupied with IELTS stuff as he had done the tests weeks before me. Yeah yeah!<br /><br />Trial exam is just around the corner. There is so little time for so many things. I pray that I manage to finish learning and revising the exam syllabus before the exams.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Bring it on! </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 516px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/finalfantasy/images/thumb/5/52/Crisis_core_Final_Fantasy_VII_Cloud.jpg/301px-Crisis_core_Final_Fantasy_VII_Cloud.jpg" />OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-51594033727649250692009-07-18T01:24:00.001+08:002009-07-18T01:35:15.958+08:00Back. Finally.Well, I know I’m a very lazy person. It’s been long since I last posted and I have many reasons a.k.a. excuses for abandoning my blog for such a long time, which, as usual, I’m not going to explain why. To you who are reading this and others who care about this pity blog, thousand apologies…<br /><br /><br />To make things simple and understandable, point-form does the best job.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;">1</span>. Finished the AS exam in early June, now undergoing the third semester of A level programme. Tough life…<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;">2</span>. Moved out of my apartment (hostel) and joined Choong, Daniel and Ah Wong in the apartment one floor below the previous one. Choong said I’m the most “normal” person in the apartment. But if that’s the case, I’m actually the most “abnormal” one when this situation is viewed from another perspective.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;">3</span>. New semester, new time-table, and new lecturers. Thank God~~<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;">4</span>. Juniors (new JPA scholars) joined the big KTT community on 13th July. Congratulations or commiseration?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;">5</span>. Busy selling books to juniors while some friends busy hunting LZ & LL. I don’t care, I just want the $$$.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;">6</span>. Learned a lot about my new housemates. Their behavior, routine, likes, dislikes and so much more…<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;">7</span>. Went to Times Square with Choong, Ah Wong and Ah Cheng. We watched the IMAX version of Transformers 2. That was the 2nd time hanging out with college friends (1st time with housemates) after a visit to Tong Zen Temple during CNY.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;">8</span>. Had my first ever Physics night class at 9pm to 11pm, and after that dinner (or supper) at 11 something coz the spaghetti (my supposedly dinner) wasn’t ready before I went to class. You think water boils at room temperature is it? (only my housemates understand this)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;">9</span>. Kai Hsien’s 18th birthday!! Grow up ok??<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;">10</span>. Farewell to Bryant =( . But congrats for securing a place to study medic in Indon. Btw you are cute, sorry Wong!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;">11</span>. Engagement issue which troubled me physically and mentally.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;">12</span>. Mid-semester exam at 8.30pm started on Monday and ended on Thursday (16th July).<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;">13</span>. Home sweet home!<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Present and future</span>:<br />Can’t wait to meet Su Lin who just returned from China, and Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince! OMG OMG!!!<br /><br />Oyasumi nasai!OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-64234196629333273042009-05-16T17:38:00.003+08:002009-05-16T17:55:42.586+08:00Scholarship virus<a href="http://gfish.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/hiv_virus.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://gfish.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/hiv_virus.jpg" /></a><br /><div>An outbreak of <span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;">why-didn’t-I-get-the-JPA-scholarship </span>endemic has started few days ago. The <span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">influenza biasiswa</span> is known to the nation as being annual, and for reasons unknown, there is still no vaccine available. As history suggests, the virus will linger in the community for a considerable amount of time, inflicting frustration and gloom before vanishing into silence.<br /><br />It can be seen from the newspapers and TV news that students who did not manage to secure themselves with the scholarship were voicing their protest and dissatisfaction, despite obtaining bunch of <span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">A1’s</span> in SPM. Some got the scholarship offer, but it is not what they wanted, e.g. different course or scholarship to study locally instead of overseas.<br /><br />Such chaos happens every year, and the reasons and causes behind all these were… many. Due to my “<span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">identity</span>”, I must not comment in depth. However, I’d still like to provide a few dosages of opinion (just what I think).<br /><br />I understand that many people are very disappointed. They have worked very hard and getting the scholarship is the best present to compensate whatever they have sacrificed. However, luck was not at their side. Yes, <span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">LUCK</span>. It is even more frustrating when a person who got 14A1’s did not get the scholarship while another person with only a dozen got it.<br /><br />There are plenty of reasons causing the scholarship to slip from their fingers, one of which is the course they applied for. Here, I’ll just talk about medic. The number of applications for medic is more than threefold the number of scholarships actually available. It seems like so many people wanted to become doctor. <span style="color:#999999;">But are they really ready for it?</span> <span style="color:#666666;">Are they sure that they will hold no grudges when they are forced to work <span style="font-size:180%;">36</span> hours continuously, looking more like patients than the patients?<br /></span><br />People may wonder how it feels being a scholar, especially JPA scholar. As such, they will start fantasizing about the glory and money and everything sweet. As time passes, the thought of getting the scholarship rooted deep in their mind, and they get super sad when they don’t have it. It is even more sad to see parents saying things like: “ … <span style="color:#663366;">all the efforts are wasted</span>…” Is studying really just about getting scholarship?<br /><br />What I can say is that getting JPA scholarship is just a brief burst of fame. But after that, <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;">life goes on</span>. With all eyes on you, you have to work thousand times harder than you were. Also, the scholarship does not guarantee you a flight ticket to study abroad. With greater challenges, harder syllabuses and more competition, can you handle the pressure?<br /><br />There is also no turning back. If you regret making the decision, you will face the fate of paying back all the money the government spent on you, and it’s a really <span style="font-size:180%;">BIG</span> sum of <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;">$$$</span>. Unless you come from a wealthy background, then there should not be a problem. But why taking the scholarship when your parents can afford to send you study overseas?<br /><br />If you did not get the scholarship, calm down and don’t feel upset. Maybe there’s a blessing in disguise?<br /><br />OK, it’s time to return to the <span style="color:#ff99ff;">alphas</span> and <span style="color:#cc66cc;">betas</span>, <span style="color:#cc33cc;">sine</span>, <span style="color:#993399;">cos</span> and <span style="color:#663366;">tan</span>. Ciao!</div>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-2744400901390995192009-05-12T00:35:00.003+08:002009-05-12T00:52:29.581+08:00TrashIt should be a very long chain of words here, full of rancour, but accidents happen in life, no matter how we dislike them.<br /><br />I'm extremely reluctant to re-type everything that was here few minutes before, because the fact that doing this will just resurrect everything evil and this would possibly affect the quality of sleep I shall have later stops me from doing this. Just ask me if you are curious enough to want to have everything clarified. I'll answer you vocally.<br /><br />Lets KISS (keep it short & simple).<br /><br />Tomorrow is the first day of AS exam, beginning with Pure Maths 1. Here, I wish those who are reading this and will be taking any sort of exam <span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">ALL THE BEST</span> and <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;">MAY WE SCORE WITH FLYING COLOURS!</span><br /><br />I'll be returning to the place of sorry sight this afternoon instead of evening. Wish me luck.OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-19232960182719550452009-05-11T00:04:00.009+08:002009-05-11T00:41:43.543+08:00Don't be stupid<div align="center">2 more days to the fate-determining <span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:180%;">AS exam</span><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffff33;">Pure Maths 1</span> marks the start</div><div align="center">also bringing me closer to the end of anxieties, uncertainties</div><div align="center">everything unnecessary</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#999900;">fear is crawling on my body</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center">perhaps...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">a sinful bite on</div><div align="center">the heavenly</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">a</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#996633;">creamy ~ rich Belgian coverture chocolate ~ white chocolate filling</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">aka chocolate indulgence</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">a</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334229255691619426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sgb9Pv_-zGI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_1Yxw0utHek/s320/chocolate-indulgence.jpg" /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">could shake it off</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">a</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">a</span></div><div align="center">don't forget</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffccff;">the softness # the taste # the residual fragrance</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center">*</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">it's time to...</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">a</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">a</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">a</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">a</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">a</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">SLEEP and STOP DREAMING</div><div align="center">LWL!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-61679219395991174582009-05-01T17:02:00.005+08:002009-05-01T17:27:14.786+08:00All about DREAMS<div align="center"><div align="center">I had my IELTS presentation yesterday. Luckily there was enough time for my group to present it, so we don’t have to wait until next week. Phew~~<br /><br />The topic: <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">DREAMS</span><br /></span><br />It was a Power Point presentation and I was the last one in the group to present. For that few minutes, I took the role of “dream interpreter”. As the name suggests, yes, I interpret dreams.<br /><br />Dream Interpretation: <span style="color:#9999ff;">the process of assigning meaning to dreams.<br /><br /></span>Some of the info I presented were… </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#339999;"><strong>CHASE DREAMS<br /></div></strong></span><div align="center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330778890831451074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sfq7KFQo08I/AAAAAAAAAP0/T8heeD810GQ/s320/chase2.jpg" /><br /><div align="center">If in the dream, you are<br /><span style="color:#336666;">pursued by an attacker, and you re running away from he/she/it<br /></span>the dream suggests that you are avoiding a problem in your waking life<br /><br /><span style="color:#336666;">you are the chaser</span><br />you have the drive and ambition to go after something you want / you are falling behind<br /></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>FLYING DREAMS</strong></span> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330779231991400770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sfq7d8LgiUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PZtj-pLh8bc/s320/flying.jpg" /></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">flying with ease and enjoying the scene and landscape below</span><br />you are on top of a situation<br /><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">having difficulties staying in flight</span><br />lack of power in controlling your own circumstances<br /><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">feeling fear when you are flying / flying too high</span><br />you are afraid of challenges and of success </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;">FALLING DREAMS</span> </strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330779237009478738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sfq7eO36VFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/kX9B9ZFniQI/s320/falling.jpg" /><br /></strong>The dreams indicate that… </div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#663366;">you are feeling overwhelmed and out of control in some situation in your waking life </span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#663366;">you fear of failing in your job/school, loss of status, or failure in love</span><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">TEETH DREAMS</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330779236794676850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sfq7eOEstnI/AAAAAAAAAQM/H8cso7E7KeU/s320/teeth.jpg" /><br />If in your dream, you have your teeth crumble in your hands, fall out one by one with just a light tap, grow crooked or rot, the dream </div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">reflects your anxiety about your appearance and how others perceive you </span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">you fear of being embarrassed </span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">you are experiencing a sense of powerlessness<br /></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">TEST DREAMS </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;"><br /></div></span></strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330779235917833650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sfq7eKzpJbI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2tB3rcwxm_8/s320/test.jpg" />If you dream that you are taking a test/exam, the dream</div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#006600;">indicates that you are being put to a test or being scrutinized in some way<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#006600;">suggests that you may feel unprepared for a challenge<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#006600;">is an indication that you are being judged<br /></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br />Lastly,<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">NAKED DREAMS</span></strong></div><div align="center">o.0</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330779239879625634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXli-j6Jr_w/Sfq7eZkNS6I/AAAAAAAAAQc/lzZqG7hbn4E/s320/naked1.jpg" />In the dream, if you are<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">naked in public</span><br />you may be hiding something and are afraid that others can see right through you<br /></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">naked at work / in a classroom</span><br />you are unprepared for a project at work or school<br /></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">naked in your dream, but no one else seems to notice<br /></span>the dream implies that your fears are unfounded<br /></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">proud of your nakedness and show no shame or embarrassment</span><br />the dream symbolizes your unrestricted freedom / you are drawing the wrong kind of attention<br /></p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><br />Interesting???<br /></p><p align="center"><br />In general, I gave myself a score of 8 out of 10 for my presentation. I used to be very nervous when I was delivering a presentation and I tend to have frequent “technical problems”. But this time, I managed to suppress my anxiety to a not-so-harmful level and this allowed me to sail smoothly till the end.<br /></p><p align="center"><br />Tips for those who want to give a good (at least not very bad ) presentation:<br />Say it <span style="color:#ffff33;">LOUD</span> and <span style="color:#ff6600;">SLOW</span><br />Search for people where you can have <span style="color:#33ff33;">EYE CONTACT</span> with<br /></p><p align="center"><br />Hope they help! </p>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-59309182922154269492009-04-19T13:00:00.021+08:002009-04-19T13:21:50.390+08:00My wishlist<p>Before I leave my blog news-less for perhaps another few weeks (which I’ll try to avoid), I’d like to add something here while I still have the urge and time to do so. This time, please allow me to venture (I mean, crap) into <span style="color:#800080;">Fashion & Entertainment</span>. </p><p>I went to Times Square on Friday and stepped my feet for the very first time in <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">SUB</span></strong> (a clothing store). I’ve visited Padini Concept Store for plenty of times but the reason why I never visit, or at best to patronize SUB is that most of the apparels are in white or black. This gives me the impression that the clothes are costly and they are far beyond my reach.</p><p>Nevertheless, I’ve successfully made a few rounds inside the store. What I have to say is, the shirts I saw in the shop are those I’ve been seeking! From casual wear to formal shirts, I couldn’t resist wishing to own a few pieces of them. I simply grabbed a formal top and cast a glance at the price tag. It’s priced at RM119.90. Well, I was surprised as it’s not as expensive as I imagined and still, er… affordable (<span style="color:#808080;">courtesy of JPA’s $$$</span>).</p><p>The visit was a brief one because I dislike being tailed by promoters. I love the clothes being worn by the mannequins and the way the clothes were mix-&-matched is creative yet acceptable. As I didn’t really explore the store thoroughly, I viewed sub.com.my to find out more about the store and the products it offers.</p><p><span style="color:#004080;">Below are snapshots of men’s wear, readily combined and matched with accessories.</span></p><p><span style="color:#004080;"><img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm272/tj03lbl/Blog/4.jpg" width="418" height="219" /></span></p><p>I picked 3 of my favourite and the comments are:</p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color:#808080;"><span style="color:#000080;"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: inline; HEIGHT: 209px; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" border="0" align="left" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm272/tj03lbl/Blog/1.jpg" width="223" height="348" /></span></span></p><p><span style="color:#808080;"><span style="color:#000080;"></span></span></p><p><span style="color:#808080;"><span style="color:#000080;"></span></span></p><p><span style="color:#808080;"><span style="color:#000080;"></span></span></p><p><span style="color:#808080;"><span style="color:#000080;"></span></span></p><p><span style="color:#808080;"><span style="color:#000080;"></span></span></p><p><span style="color:#808080;"><span style="color:#000080;"></span></span></p><p><span style="color:#808080;"><span style="color:#000080;">undergarment</span> </span>Nice little black column which imitates a tie</p><p><span style="color:#000080;">sunglass</span> Something I won’t try putting on</p><p><span style="color:#000080;">sling bag</span> (or whatever it is called) Multi-purpose, but I won’t consider bringing it to class</p><p><span style="color:#000080;">shoes </span>My favourite of all! Must get myself a pair. Anyone don’t mind buying for me?? </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 166px; DISPLAY: inline; HEIGHT: 297px; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" border="0" align="left" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm272/tj03lbl/Blog/2.jpg" width="226" height="349" /></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;">undergarment</span> Luv it!!</p><p><span style="color:#000080;">cap</span> I’m a bit of anti-cap. Not handicapped ok? Touchwood!!!</p><p><span style="color:#000080;">vest</span> Nice, but I have confidence issue for putting it on</p><p><span style="color:#000080;">bag</span> Ha! This is the 1 I’ve been looking for. I’ll definitely won’t hesitate buying. Suitable for most occasions </p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#000080;"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 216px; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px" border="0" align="left" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm272/tj03lbl/Blog/3.jpg" width="225" height="343" />jacket</span> (or whatever it is called) +<span style="color:#000080;">2_undergarments</span> +<span style="color:#000080;">scarf </span>Very trendy and catchy combination. But is Malaysia so cold for that? Nor is it suitable for most areas in India (think too far…)</p><p><span style="color:#000080;">shoes</span> Another items I’ll consider buying. Could they make me taller? </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>For the ladies, well, check out the website or the store for more details, hehehe.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0080;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0080;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0080;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0080;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0080;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0080;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0080;">Conclusion:</span> I’ll definitely pay another visit to the store. What’s more? SUB is a Malaysian-based international fashion group. Who says <span style="color:#8080ff;">Buatan Malaysia</span>= <span style="color:#8000ff;">no good</span>? Time to feel good for being patriotic!</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">a</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">a</span></p><p>Here comes the entertainment part.</p><p>For all those <span style="font-size:130%;color:#2d96ff;">HARRY POTTER</span> fans out there, the 6th movie of the series is finally here! It is estimated that the movie will release in Malaysia in <span style="color:#004080;"><strong>16 July</strong></span>, and if that’s the case, we, Malaysians, got to watch the movie earlier than most of the world!! Such a long wait it has been, but I don’t mind waiting for a few more months. </p><p></p><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" border="0" src="http://roddysrockinreviews.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/2008-11-14-harry_potter.jpg" /> </p><p align="center"><span style="color:#b7b7ff;">Will there be a 3D version of the movie at Times Square’s IMAX theatre?????</span> </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>So that’s it, my simple yet hard-to-get wishes for the month. Is there anyone who’s <span style="color:#004080;">generous & kind & wealthy</span> who has no idea of how to spend the time & money? Contact me! </p><p>Or if you have the $$$ but dunno how to spend it on a person wisely, call me!</p><p>日行一善,功德无量噢!</p>OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1374208470544928694.post-47332988526443589472009-04-18T15:59:00.001+08:002009-04-18T15:59:22.670+08:00Short Story<p>After abandoning my pity blog for more than a month (wow!), finally, and fortunately, I’ve decided to re-oxygenate it’s blood before it dies quietly. </p> <p>I’m using English now because typing Chinese words is an extremely tedious task, for me la. Initially I decided to use mandarin in all my post because I wanted to limit the readers of my blog to certain group of people, hehehe, as some of the contents of the blogs are not meant for EVERY1. No offence, lol. HOWEVER, i succumb to my native laziness.</p> <p>OK, back to business. Yesterday went to KL for a half day trip with Ning Jui & Jun Suet. Ning Jui’s mom took us to Jalan Petaling in the morning and dropped us at a “branded” (used to be) restaurant where we had our not-so-tasty dim sum where 90% of the people in the restaurants consisted of senior citizens.</p> <p>After filling our stomach with meats & cholesterol, we walked around at Jalan Petaling. It was 9am something and most of the shops were still closed. I found that, surprisingly, there are many “hotels”, precisely motels which i think provide not just accommodation… OK enough of this.</p> <p>To my great disappointment, one of the sport shoes that I was wearing had its bottom section (the rubber which cushions the foot) torn which made walking so “voluntary”, with conscious control over each and every pace. I was desperately looking for a shop selling shoes but most of the shops were still sleeping! The only hope I had was Times Square but it was thousand miles ahead.</p> <p>Nevertheless, we managed to reach Times Square after walking for such long journey under the hot and mean sun. The first stop we visited was the washroom, of course, separately. </p> <p>The next thing to do was to get myself a new pair of shoes. Lets trim the details down and go straight to>>> Ya, I bought a pair of Neckermann shoes and I’m jealous, till now, that Ning Jui bought a pair of BUM Equipment shoes at only RM19.90!! It’s genuine… but my feet are unexpectedly larger than the maximum size of the shoes available… Never mind, I still like mine.</p> <p>And then… (further trimming and making life easy)… We walked for about 7 hours inside Times Square, appreciating everything beautiful but expensive along the way. I spent the least yesterday, while the other two got themselves the so-called “worth it” merchandises.</p> <p>At 5pm something, we walked from Times Square to Tong Shin Hospital where Ning Jui’s mom works. The journey was even more torturing than that in the morning, with more vehicles at greater speed, more noise, hotter sun and more sweat. Finally, thousand thanks to Ning Jui’s mom, we returned to Puchong and home sweet home.</p> <p>A fun and memorable experience ended, and with high hopes, there shall be more in the future.</p> OrAnge-wAsAbIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06233614552889780773noreply@blogger.com0