<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313</id><updated>2011-12-09T10:41:56.444-08:00</updated><category term='fun'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>Traveling down the path of life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-8624838294387815636</id><published>2010-05-04T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T10:07:14.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New home</title><content type='html'>I've shifted to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yukanavibritannia.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://yukanavibritannia.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yukanavibritannia.blogspot.com"&gt;http://yukanavibritannia.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do update your links! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-8624838294387815636?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8624838294387815636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8624838294387815636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8624838294387815636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-home.html' title='New home'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-1859294396065712321</id><published>2010-04-18T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back for good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Heya everyone! How's everybody? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from my 'beloved' shyt hole and guess what? I AIN'T GOING BACK THERE ANYMORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a relief, and what a joy! *dance around like madman*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I'm pretty tired of blogger keep screwing up my blog layout and due to my sudden and long-term MIA from the internet, (which I had often whine about) my love for blogging has died. Not completely, but I dare say it's 80% gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in that shyt hole turned me into a totally different person. And one of it is how to be an introvert. I can now call myself a full time otaku; I can live on instant food only; I can survive without internet; I'm loosing my lameness and becoming more and more of a GEEK. (This is PROVEN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my old self back! Somebody HELPPPPPP MEEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem, anyway, back to the topic, if anyone of you want advice to choose or not to choose matric, feel free to e-mail me. I promise I won't go all 'Matric is good!' or 'It totally sucks'. (I vote for the later thou.) I'll tell you guys the story, of living and surviving as a matriculation student. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I shall be on the journey of self-discovery and soul searching. Need.to.find.my.old.self.back. I'll TRY to update this blog from time-to-time. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-1859294396065712321?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1859294396065712321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-for-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1859294396065712321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1859294396065712321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-for-good.html' title='Back for good!'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-5061179065643883868</id><published>2010-04-13T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving the shyt hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'M GOING HOME TOMORROW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WAIT FOR MY RETURN EEEEEPOH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-5061179065643883868?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5061179065643883868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2010/04/leaving-shyt-hole.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5061179065643883868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5061179065643883868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2010/04/leaving-shyt-hole.html' title='Leaving the shyt hole'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-4360670134487480204</id><published>2010-02-12T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S3Zlh33Gq_I/AAAAAAAABxg/nAtBhjw-12w/s1600-h/bleach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S3Zlh33Gq_I/AAAAAAAABxg/nAtBhjw-12w/s200/bleach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437645232701615090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listening to: Abracadabra~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brown Eyed Girls&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its Chinese New Year! The exciting festival where we collect &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang pao&lt;/span&gt;s, gather with friends and family, and indulge in nice nice food. Whee~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was one of my best day ever but I didn't get to blog about it cause my broadband was slower than a snail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always complain about my broadband don't I? Nevermind, I shall not talk about it anymore. Its not like Celcom will do anything about it. *roll eyes* Just pray hard I'll get a high speed line in uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to my wonderful Thursday. I played soccer with my practicum mates and it was awesome! Had a great laugh on that day. The guys were goalkeepers and referee and the rest of us girls went crazy on the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Ain's shoe flew up into the sky like a parabolic function, Swee Ching fell hard on her butt cause Jijjah bang onto her so hard until she need 2 people to drag her out of the field. Lim was the best goal keeper on our team and we won 4-0! Almost everyone fell cause the synthetic grass was too slippery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the best scene of the day goes to Jijjah. Cause she fell down like this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S3Zb6paP2-I/AAAAAAAABwo/RZjxEWScgDo/s1600-h/jijjah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S3Zb6paP2-I/AAAAAAAABwo/RZjxEWScgDo/s320/jijjah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437634663202937826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ball hit her feet, somehow she slipped and fell. She used her hands to break her fall and since the rules says we can't touch the ball, she ended up shielding the ball. It was so funny that all of us couldn't stop laughing XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day, we had 3 hours break cause our English Lecturer had a very bad tooth ache. Not that I wanna be mean but everyone was happy that the class was canceled. (who wouldn't be?) =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and! The best thing was I saw a comet when I was on my way to a discussion! I saw it with Nora and we were both so excited! *jumps up and down* First time in my life I saw a real comet! Hehe~ Hope my wish will come true soon! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S3ZeKotbGFI/AAAAAAAABw4/UMHAooYGf14/s1600-h/comet_west.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S3ZeKotbGFI/AAAAAAAABw4/UMHAooYGf14/s320/comet_west.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437637136916093010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was not this huge. Just a small one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I'll really miss after I graduate from that shyt hole will probably be the night sky. Almost every night the sky is filled with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; stars and not man-made satellites. There was once we even spotted a horoscope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately had the urge to learn dancing. Thanks to my floormates who are constantly streaming Wonder Girls, GG and Brown Eyed Girls videos. Siti tried teaching me how to move my hips and she said I made it looked like my hip bones &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tercabut&lt;/span&gt;. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S3ZiVpRtrOI/AAAAAAAABxQ/8IhetoM_bpg/s1600-h/1cny_10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S3ZiVpRtrOI/AAAAAAAABxQ/8IhetoM_bpg/s320/1cny_10.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437641724093377762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have a safe journey and have fun with your loved ones. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-4360670134487480204?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4360670134487480204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2010/02/d.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/4360670134487480204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/4360670134487480204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2010/02/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S3Zlh33Gq_I/AAAAAAAABxg/nAtBhjw-12w/s72-c/bleach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-4071864711006857715</id><published>2010-01-19T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I shut my eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S1XZcReKAsI/AAAAAAAABwY/kjrSQCPwJjE/s1600-h/tiara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S1XZcReKAsI/AAAAAAAABwY/kjrSQCPwJjE/s200/tiara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428484005614453442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listening to: I like you, I love you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Kagamine Rin~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go to bed, let me share with you a &lt;strike&gt;very interesting&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;totally adorable &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ebAKoRcYFTA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ebAKoRcYFTA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to understand Japanese to watch it. It's English Subbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which makes the whole thing so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Taiwan/Korean dramas directors or scriptwriters should consider this scene in their dramas. Save all the tears and heartbreaks and trouble. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry my dear blog readers, I'll try to come up with more productive and interesting blog posts in the future. Meanwhile, bear with all these lame lame post of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do understand why the minister tries to revert back Science and Maths to Bahasa, somehow part of the reason is to 'Memartabatkan Bahasa Kebangsaan'. (Which I strongly disagree to because I personally believe that to memartabatkan Bahasa Kebangsaan, we can have other ways apart from menjahanamkan our future generations' Science and Maths)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sorry if the above statement was a little harsh but hey, its just a personal view. Besides, I'm not here to talk politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was Facebook-ing with my friends and I left a comment on my friend's picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Klu (short form for: kalau) sayang, masa kuliah belanja makan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Which translates into: If you do sayang me, treat us some food during lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And surprisingly, my friend commented back &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;'x (tak) faham&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Har? Apa yang tak faham&lt;/span&gt;?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Bahasa apa tu? Belanja tu apa&lt;/span&gt;?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;'Bukan BM ke?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if they're just joking that they don't understand but as far as I can remember (if I'm not wrong), '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;belanja&lt;/span&gt;' means ' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spend&lt;/span&gt;' and in daily conversation it can be used as '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to treat somebody&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another case , my friends kept using the word '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reti&lt;/span&gt;' which means 'know/understand'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was once when I say 'Eh yang ini saya tak erti lah'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Erti? Apa tu?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'*scratch head* Erti? You know, as in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt;?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I found out that the word they used was '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reti&lt;/span&gt;' which was bahasa pasar, they spell it as '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reti&lt;/span&gt;' but the actual word for it was 'Erti' , same for the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;belanja&lt;/span&gt;, but they spell it as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blanje&lt;/span&gt; or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends they (a few of them ) like to tease my BM. I am trying my best to speak BM as frequent as possible so that they don't get intimidated by my English. (Yes, they get intimidated by English speaking people there)  And I believe that my BM is not THAT bad, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am using Bahasa Baku and you're using Bahasa Pasar. Wanna memartabatkan Bahasa Kebangsaan? Start by using less Bahasa Pasar and stop SMS-ing in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super short form&lt;/span&gt; BM sms-es that I cannot understand. Save my trouble of going around asking people what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mom, you seriously need to attend a Microsoft Office workshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-4071864711006857715?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4071864711006857715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2010/01/before-i-shut-my-eyes.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/4071864711006857715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/4071864711006857715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2010/01/before-i-shut-my-eyes.html' title='Before I shut my eyes'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S1XZcReKAsI/AAAAAAAABwY/kjrSQCPwJjE/s72-c/tiara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-5514798459177819816</id><published>2010-01-10T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S0nRtEH_coI/AAAAAAAABwQ/XlmPWpKdOdM/s1600-h/kuro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S0nRtEH_coI/AAAAAAAABwQ/XlmPWpKdOdM/s200/kuro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425097798276051586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Music: God Knows ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aya Hirano&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hmm~ How long was I gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY LONG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, this mid-sem break feels different. For once, I actually think of what to do when I get back home. Unlike the past sem breaks, I would be sitting at home, sleeping till noon, watch anime like a zombie with my mom screaming at me to go find my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's school everyone? FUN???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! No sarcasm there. College life for me is like shyt. Why? Cause of exams and meetings. I did the unspeakable for my Maths paper. I've always thought that Maths are for geniuses and people like me would never ever find the logic and fun behind it. Unlike Biology, Physics and Chemistry, when you learn something, you would go 'Ohhhh so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT'S&lt;/span&gt; how it works!' But for Maths, after solving a question, you would go 'YAY! I solved it! Next~'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm not gonna take advanced maths when I go Uni. Its torture for my soul and my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the exams, there are also a few things to look forward to in Melaka. The Chinese New Year celebration @ Malam Muhibah @ Malam 1 Malaysia will be held on February before &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chap Goh Meh&lt;/span&gt;, I'll be cosplaying as Kamui from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tsubasa Chronicles&lt;/span&gt; in conjunction with the fashion show. My first time cosplaying! Thanks to Nina Haku, she saved my ass from all the sewing. =) (Its HER costume anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I would look forward to is the graduation in April. (Final exam on the same month) After that would be a full 2 months of rotting before entering university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aim is to have a cosplay debut this year at Comic Fiesta. Hopefully I'll get to join Nina and her friends cosplaying characters from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mahou Shojou Lyrical Nanoha StrikerS&lt;/span&gt;. Fate's costume looks complicated but I'll do my best! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Pn Ang asked the seniors to go help out at the Annual Drill Camp which will be held in MGS school grounds at 9.30 a.m. Lets go grill all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lembik&lt;/span&gt; juniors. WAHAHA XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats all for now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy belated New Year!&lt;/span&gt; May this new year brings you great joy, fun and laughter. (And also good luck. *wink*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-5514798459177819816?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5514798459177819816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2010/01/home.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5514798459177819816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5514798459177819816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2010/01/home.html' title='Home!'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/S0nRtEH_coI/AAAAAAAABwQ/XlmPWpKdOdM/s72-c/kuro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-755017962944869753</id><published>2009-12-04T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy, hungry and sleepy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SxjeLpAo4PI/AAAAAAAABvo/u34wb7Q4Yq4/s1600-h/conan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SxjeLpAo4PI/AAAAAAAABvo/u34wb7Q4Yq4/s200/conan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411319243854110962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Listening to: Love Game &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Lady Gaga~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. Feeling sick. Hungry. Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna update random stuffs from now onwards. Not that my life is very interesting anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should introduce my crazy college mates to the world someday. *In deep thoughts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran out of stuffs to say. I'm loosing my readers too and I think I know why. As much as I wanna comment on you guys' blogs, Blogger won't let me do so. So just you know, I DO keep up with the updates even when I'm 300+ km away from muah beloved home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I WANNA GO HOME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SxjhW4uHdoI/AAAAAAAABvw/8kRaEaDCebM/s1600-h/819e4fb0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SxjhW4uHdoI/AAAAAAAABvw/8kRaEaDCebM/s400/819e4fb0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411322735584835202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-755017962944869753?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/755017962944869753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/12/lazy-hungry-and-sleepy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/755017962944869753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/755017962944869753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/12/lazy-hungry-and-sleepy.html' title='Lazy, hungry and sleepy.'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SxjeLpAo4PI/AAAAAAAABvo/u34wb7Q4Yq4/s72-c/conan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-5303258454422086409</id><published>2009-11-28T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back! Not.</title><content type='html'>Hi world and my fellow friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to tell you guys that I'm alive and doing not-so-fine since I didn't manage to score a 4.0 and will never be able to score a 4.0. So I'll be doing all I can to get into the university that I've been aiming for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not able to update frequently. Before this I was just being pure lazy, plus a little of blogger's block. And for some stupid reason I felt vulnerable whenever I think of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, with the college's tight budget and nobody is paying for the free Wifi, the probability of me getting connected with my family and friends in Ipoh has just gotten lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I'm declaring that this blog might be dead till God-Knows-When and hopefully I'll be able to regain my blogger's spirit with the aid of my not-so-super-speed broadband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Since I've no idea how long I'll be gone, might as well send my wishes to everyone in advance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy holidays&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Merry Christmas and Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;! Oh plus &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Valentines'&lt;/span&gt; and also &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-5303258454422086409?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5303258454422086409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-not.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5303258454422086409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5303258454422086409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-not.html' title='Back! Not.'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-1303228446040268775</id><published>2009-09-24T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With this, my heart is content.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srxa7DGNHRI/AAAAAAAABvI/RAfI-Hp9MrQ/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srxa7DGNHRI/AAAAAAAABvI/RAfI-Hp9MrQ/s200/c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385279224918383890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listening to: Lacrimosa ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalafina&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ahh, the sorrow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After 5 hours+ of editing, I'm finally done with the new layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys like it. Even if you don't like it I couldn't care less. THIS layout is gonna stick for a VERY LONG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this post might probably be the last post before I go back to Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;SUNDAY DON'T COME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna leave Ipoh so soon. ='(&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've been looking for inspiration to study. Exam is starting next next week. Apparently, its a very VERY important exam cause if we don't score a bloody 4.0 for this exam, we're never gonna be able to score a 4.0 for the rest of out lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds serious eh? Well, it IS important. Just that my mind don't understand how big impact this exam has on my LIFE. Cause I still can't find the mood to study, and I've like 9 chapters to cover for every subjects. 9 x 3 =27 chapters. Plus, my Maths totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top things up, my MUET speaking test is BEFORE my exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SrxcAKZjEuI/AAAAAAAABvQ/XJqaUrweXMM/s1600-h/DSC03174+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SrxcAKZjEuI/AAAAAAAABvQ/XJqaUrweXMM/s400/DSC03174+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385280412289536738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ahh~ why am I so lucky??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from some of my unfortunates, I'm actually pretty content with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Kaylynn and Meikuan bumped into this girl at JJ and she asked us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'Have you ever felt that your life is full of sadness, sorrows and hardships?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Errr, no?'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no rights to complain or to whine about my life so far cause I've got all the things that many others in the world is willing to give up their life for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a family.&lt;br /&gt;I have a home.&lt;br /&gt;I have friends.&lt;br /&gt;I have my own life.&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream to live for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can I ask for? What else do I need to live a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh yea! Mom bought me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; book that I've been &lt;strike&gt;dreading&lt;/strike&gt; waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SrxcrWPKtdI/AAAAAAAABvY/AbOft-t3zKQ/s1600-h/DSC03207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SrxcrWPKtdI/AAAAAAAABvY/AbOft-t3zKQ/s400/DSC03207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385281154201597394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still remember the first time I've seen it was in the newspaper. It was published in a small little column on the bottom left corner of the paper that says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAN BROWN&lt;br /&gt;The Lost Symbol&lt;br /&gt;Coming out on 15th September 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Normally you get updates on the latest novels from the Internet, bookstores and friends. See how Internet, TV and shopping deprived I was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm so gonna savour the book slowly and enjoy every.single.word. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, dad bought me new earphones! I was bugging him for a new set cause the earpiece were missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I depend on my phone so much in the campus that my earphones are almost constantly stuck in my ears. When I get bored, I pop them into my ears; When I get drowsy during lectures, I pop them into my ears. When I think the lecturer is sleepyfying, I pop them into my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna go &lt;strike&gt;deft&lt;/strike&gt; deaf in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to books and studying I guess. I had my share of fun this week, so back to  and 'No life!' on Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I'm so gonna miss the good food, and shopping, and INTERNET! How I wish I can just kidnap the broadband back to Malacca. (Ah Su was saying: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sup nin dou um kean lei online yat chi &lt;/span&gt;[&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Direct translation:&lt;/span&gt; 10 years also never see you online once! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meaning:&lt;/span&gt; I hardly online. Not even once in 10 years.])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY STUDYING EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its exam month for everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-1303228446040268775?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1303228446040268775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-this-my-heart-is-content.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1303228446040268775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1303228446040268775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-this-my-heart-is-content.html' title='With this, my heart is content.'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srxa7DGNHRI/AAAAAAAABvI/RAfI-Hp9MrQ/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-5037802927515525587</id><published>2009-09-23T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SrrcZFKpCiI/AAAAAAAABuc/yURhhflomJw/s1600-h/anya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SrrcZFKpCiI/AAAAAAAABuc/yURhhflomJw/s200/anya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384858627916499490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listening to: Katayoku no Tori ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akiko Shikata&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just noticed that my sarcasm and lameness does prevail when I'm back in my home-sweet-home town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunions are always sweet. I've been catching up with my friends since... lets see... hmm... Saturday I think and I reached Ipoh on Thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday. @ Oldtown&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;WHITE COFFEE&lt;/span&gt; (Hah! I got it right Yeesan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of my catching-up week. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pictures courtesy of Phuiyan and Yeesan on FB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srjt4tYyAHI/AAAAAAAABtM/7JnVUS6yWFU/s1600-h/9516_135856142612_568392612_2696299_3459546_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srjt4tYyAHI/AAAAAAAABtM/7JnVUS6yWFU/s400/9516_135856142612_568392612_2696299_3459546_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384314913033420914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srjt583uvTI/AAAAAAAABtc/Ue5Z9YPgvV0/s1600-h/DSC03221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srjt583uvTI/AAAAAAAABtc/Ue5Z9YPgvV0/s400/DSC03221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384314934369631538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srjt5J56oLI/AAAAAAAABtU/2XxzM_A8g-g/s1600-h/DSC03216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srjt5J56oLI/AAAAAAAABtU/2XxzM_A8g-g/s400/DSC03216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384314920688591026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srj0Zm57wpI/AAAAAAAABtk/S77hgwgGW6I/s1600-h/9516_135856127612_568392612_2696297_3034702_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srj0Zm57wpI/AAAAAAAABtk/S77hgwgGW6I/s400/9516_135856127612_568392612_2696297_3034702_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384322075298874002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do not ask why, I just like taking picture of people taking picture of others. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srj5__63E3I/AAAAAAAABt8/z0TgXgG-Dlw/s1600-h/DSC03219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srj5__63E3I/AAAAAAAABt8/z0TgXgG-Dlw/s400/DSC03219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384328232406815602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never knew taking pictures in the toilet would be THAT fun. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great, chatting with everyone. Especially those that has gone out of Ipoh. But that doesn't mean that I didn't enjoy talking with those still in Ipoh. Aha! Knew you guys would flame me on that. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I've learned from Chin's stories was: Never let stress take over you when you're studying. Condolences to the girl that was mentally disturbed. I've never figured out why studying can make a person go insane and ruin the person's future just like that. And now I know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from studying, guess we'll have to find ways to release out inner tension and pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I don't do my work when I don't feel like doing them. I ended up not feeling pressured, and I ended up being happy! Oh the JOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I shall continue not doing my work. XDDD (Background: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where got such theory one??? &lt;/span&gt;*throws shoes at yukana*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday. @ KFC&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Chuisze, Mandy, Mun Hon and Stanly (Both that came out for their breaks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things we said were... ehem. Lets say, kinda P&amp;amp;C cause most of it involves BGR (Boy-girl relationship). Can't say much about this. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chat on cosplay and that C.C cosplayer who was cosplaying the C.C-who-ate-too-much-pizza was hillarious though. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday. @ Kbox&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far one of the most crazy reunion this week that I've attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the karaoke lounge for 5 hours straight. My mom was wondering how on earth did we sing for 5 hours straight. Well, I don't really know how did it happen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srj5_bBiobI/AAAAAAAABt0/SQ8C3uv1NL0/s1600-h/DSC03453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srj5_bBiobI/AAAAAAAABt0/SQ8C3uv1NL0/s400/DSC03453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384328222502724018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srj5-aillNI/AAAAAAAABts/Ks3w8NuGlh0/s1600-h/DSC03449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srj5-aillNI/AAAAAAAABts/Ks3w8NuGlh0/s400/DSC03449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384328205193024722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I can say is that we sang and sang and sang until we lost our voice? Kit yee didn't sing thou. Guess only her future husband or her lucky boyfriend can her melodious voice. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday. @ Jusco&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with Esther and gang! It has been so long since I last saw her. Actually no lah. I did see her once when I was working in TGV. (ahh the memories!) Going up the escalator to TGV I was greeted by MeiKuan, and another &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt; that was standing beside her. (At least that was what I saw since I didn't wear my specs) After blinking a few times then I noticed that it was actually ESTHER!!!! HAHA! Cute haircut by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were nomads. Switching from one place to another place, laggarding in JJ. Kinda fun actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I noticed was these changes in some of us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: Tracy is using profanities more frequent and her addiction to yaoi and yuri grew twice as much compared to the last time I saw her. Which was in May. (Note to the 2 yuri fangirls in 6RE: Do not contaminate Tracy's brain furthur, or else you guys will be in GREAT danger.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: I dare say that almost everyone's weight actually went down. A LOT. Form 6 is really stressful huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: We used to be so innocent and now, Good Girls Gone Bad! In some ways larh. Not like the really BAD kinda bad. Is the mischevious type of bad. &gt;.&lt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Background: We deserve to be bad! After 11 years of being a good girl!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srn0SrD8U3I/AAAAAAAABuM/Zl--lXHCDMY/s1600-h/DSC00196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srn0SrD8U3I/AAAAAAAABuM/Zl--lXHCDMY/s400/DSC00196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384603431132222322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srn0SDt7UHI/AAAAAAAABuE/_lngHB_k0VU/s1600-h/7020_138833962028_620032028_2753638_4285448_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srn0SDt7UHI/AAAAAAAABuE/_lngHB_k0VU/s400/7020_138833962028_620032028_2753638_4285448_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384603420570898546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srn0TFyOi6I/AAAAAAAABuU/PfXb19EfgWg/s1600-h/DSC03247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Srn0TFyOi6I/AAAAAAAABuU/PfXb19EfgWg/s400/DSC03247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384603438305676194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must salute MeiKuan for her proficiency in using the fancy photo taking machine. She is fit to be called the Master of Fancy-Photo taking machine or also known as the FPTM. Ceh wah! XDDD She's real good I must say. Or maybe its just because it was my first time stepping into that fancy machine??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay larh, I must say, I still prefer the old conventional way of taking photos with cameras. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednseday. @ Stadium Badminton Court&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. did. not. take. photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYY LARH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there late, and when I got there the court was taken. So we lapak a little until 1 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering the fact that I had dimsum for breakfast, I totally skipped my lunch. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie! I'm sorry for hugging you too hard just now. I swear I heard cracking sounds when I hugged you. Sowieee!!!! &gt;__________&lt;  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I know why guys can spend up to 4 hours on this game.' &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its not like Bowling, its not like Carom. Its just balls rolling into pockets after being poked by a huge long stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I really hate this game don't I??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton was fun. Real fun. Exercises that makes you sweat are fun! Had a 1 hour long rally with Kaylynn. It was us against Joshua and Bubu (???) Both of them made me looked like a dinosaur ready to bite their heads off any second. Seriously was I THAT intimidating?? I was only doing my job as an attacker yer know?? XDDD Kaylynn was a great partner. Too bad I didn't get to have any serious body-attack rally against Yiwen. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks to all of ya that kindly asked me out! I understood the true meaing of the word 'happiness'. *teary eyes* After this is just me and my books, books, and more books. Sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-5037802927515525587?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5037802927515525587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/09/reunions.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5037802927515525587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5037802927515525587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/09/reunions.html' title='Reunions'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SrrcZFKpCiI/AAAAAAAABuc/yURhhflomJw/s72-c/anya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-1939516237054219965</id><published>2009-09-05T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrifying thriller is never gonna be my thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SqJtllsDvGI/AAAAAAAABrE/bdbshrRrk3w/s1600-h/Shiki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SqJtllsDvGI/AAAAAAAABrE/bdbshrRrk3w/s200/Shiki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377981397573287010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently listening to: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Houseki&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FictionJunction&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KEIKO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got out of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shyt&lt;/span&gt; hole again today! *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;plurk&lt;/span&gt; banana dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned to watch 'Dance Flick' but missed the show. And unfortunately for me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ikin&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Syud&lt;/span&gt;, its the month of horror flicks. English, Chinese, Malay, even the Hindi movie are mostly horror/thriller flicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some discussion, it was down to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orphan,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Final Destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pick of the day was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SqJqor1Rj1I/AAAAAAAABq8/CCjfEmmfvkA/s1600-h/the-final-destination-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SqJqor1Rj1I/AAAAAAAABq8/CCjfEmmfvkA/s400/the-final-destination-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377978152227278674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Shana watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orphan&lt;/span&gt; before and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt; starts at 5 p.m. Curfew before 7 p.m)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear friends that know me well enough, you guys know how I react to horror flicks. I know its a THRILLER but most of the part were horrifying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;that is&lt;/span&gt; why I'm categorizing it under 'Horror'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've learned is that: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To look at a corpse and to see how they died, are 2 totally different things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I'm totally fine with ugly-squashed-meat loaf type of corpse. What disgusted me most was the way they died. I can't take it. I just couldn't. Whoever that came up with that freaky bloody brutal oops-its-a-destined-natural-accident idea was really a somebody to actually came up with such a bloody scary movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the way I typed that paragraph above, you can tell that I'm hyperventilating. (I was having hysteria after the movie and I think I'm becoming a paranoid with half-dangling shoe laces and huge trucks with nuts and screws. And nails and cables and.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People actually left half-way during the movie. Imagine how disturbing that movie was???!!!! I went 'Fuck!' at one of the scene and thank goodness it wasn't loud enough for the whole cinema to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I'm freaking myself out. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I only watched half of the movie cause its either I was busy covering my eyes with my bag, or I was busy squeezing my friends' hands when the screams started. (we were squeezing each other hands) Wasted RM 10. Totally wasted. Now how am I gonna study forensics???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, L's driving (at an average speed of 120 km/h) almost killed me. Her skills are excellent, when its on a racing track that is. I was thankful that her car brakes function perfectly. I thank you God for sending us there and bringing us back safe and sound. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back right on time to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;buka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;puasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt; and straight away swallowed a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Panadol&lt;/span&gt;. Think I'm gonna get another one before I sleep. The movie and the blinding glare from the sun when we were on our way back is really giving my head a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gonna watch comedies after this. No more horror and bloody gruesome thriller movies for me.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna keep myself occupied tonight and forget those minced meat and bloody scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Blogger can be such a bitch sometimes. It won't let me upload pictures!!! *Wails in vain* Sorry for the vulgar language. Headaches can do all sorts of funny things to people. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-1939516237054219965?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1939516237054219965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/09/horrifying-thriller-is-never-gonna-be.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1939516237054219965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1939516237054219965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/09/horrifying-thriller-is-never-gonna-be.html' title='Horrifying thriller is never gonna be my thing'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SqJtllsDvGI/AAAAAAAABrE/bdbshrRrk3w/s72-c/Shiki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-6480396478342920275</id><published>2009-08-28T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GACC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SpfXR-CLSjI/AAAAAAAABq0/mmvBKZohh64/s1600-h/ciel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SpfXR-CLSjI/AAAAAAAABq0/mmvBKZohh64/s200/ciel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375001383999851058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently listening to: cazador del amor ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FictionJunction YUUKA&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This post was supposed to be last week's but I didn't finished it in time =) (plus I'm too lazy to re-edit the time frame all over again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its Friday and everyone went back to their hometown since we have 4 days of Merdeka holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm stuck in this shyt hole with some of my friends who suffers the same fate as I am. ='(&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I've been MIA for so long. =) To cheer this blog up a little, I shall blog about GACC that was held in MMU like... errm... few weeks ago??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The convention was held in MMU on Saturday and Sunday. Since we were having a replacement lesson on Saturday, we had to wait till 4 p.m before getting to MMU. My friend L drove me, Anisah-chan and Nina to MMU in her shiny black Kia (which attracted unwanted attentions) at the speed of 120 km/h in the small kampung road of Masjid Tanah. I was practically screaming from the backseat, demanding her to slow down at traffic lights, palms covered in cold sweat and clinging on the hand rest like my life depends on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that we reached and came back safe and sound. I swear I won't get on her car ever again unless its necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached there at about 5.30 p.m. Chibi Matsuri was supposed to start at 6 p.m but when we get there, we waited and waited, nothing happened. Its like the Chibi Matsuri was so super duper Chibi until there's nothing interesting to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of waiting there like a bunch of idiots, we decided to go Makhota Parade for a movie instead before heading back to L's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghost of girlfriend's past&lt;/span&gt;'. My comments?? Don't.even.buy.the.DVD. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Proposal&lt;/span&gt; is wayyyy much better. Spent 10 bucks on that movie. Nevermind larh, since it was my first time watching movie in Malacca. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day in MMU was certainly much much more fun then Saturday. More Cosplayers with better costumes. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret was that I did not dare to go up to the Macross Frontier girls. Their costumes were one of the brightest and nicest ones among the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself an air brushed tattoo. =) Cost 10 bucks but it lasted for 3 days so not bad larh. Just that until now I still have no which emblem was tha. Some more its from Code Geass. As an avid fan, I'm a failure. Gomen LULU!!!!~~~ TT A TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent quite a lot on badges and food. (The reason would be because I don't get good food in college) McD to me is like THE most delicious dinner I had in my life back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to disappoint you guys that has been expecting pictures of GACC. =( I'm using my friend's lappy right now so don't have the pictures with me right now. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to upload the photos asap. For the meantime, wait patiently larh! Hee hee =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-6480396478342920275?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6480396478342920275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/08/gacc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/6480396478342920275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/6480396478342920275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/08/gacc.html' title='GACC'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SpfXR-CLSjI/AAAAAAAABq0/mmvBKZohh64/s72-c/ciel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-8531253907819695235</id><published>2009-08-11T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:31:59.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><title type='text'>Best english lesson ever.</title><content type='html'>Just a foreword, this post is just for light entertainment. It is not meant as an insult or assault or whatsoever that acts as a potential heart-breaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having our English on Monday and our dearest English teacher, whose-name-shall-not-be-mentioned, kindly asked us to take out an English material that he gave us before the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ok everyone, have you done that exercise in that paper?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*total silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Has anybody tried it??'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pregnant silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ok, can you do it now??'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, teacher started discussing with the whole class. But from the way he explained and talked its like he was trying to force us to vomit out the answer but at the same time, he did not try to teach us how to find the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SoJZb6WNxkI/AAAAAAAABqo/y8iGxm_Y5BE/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SoJZb6WNxkI/AAAAAAAABqo/y8iGxm_Y5BE/s400/DSC00181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368952041832826434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup that is the question that made our heads (almost) explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read through the text again and again and again and I and my friends were scratching our heads, wondering how to get those pie chart done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I found a glitch in the text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got so frustrated and annoyed and I told the teacher: 'Sir! How can we even come up with 2 pie charts if they didn't even give us a detailed answer? How are we supposed to know the original value before it decreases 4%?? This question is totally preposterous!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'That's the thing that I've wanted to hear. The person that answered this question was not giving a complete answer. That is why when I give you a question similar to this on our next lesson, i don't want you to come up with this kind of answers.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O______________________________O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jaw dropped*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For 55 minutes we were cracking our heads, looking for the answer and in the end, THERE WAS NO ANSWER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh~ See how much I love English?? Yup I definitely love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-8531253907819695235?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8531253907819695235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-english-lesson-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8531253907819695235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8531253907819695235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-english-lesson-ever.html' title='Best english lesson ever.'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SoJZb6WNxkI/AAAAAAAABqo/y8iGxm_Y5BE/s72-c/DSC00181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-5686514650450403346</id><published>2009-08-08T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Journal 8: Back in college</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sn2Cij7-twI/AAAAAAAABqY/AYUZ43urGSA/s1600-h/Setsuna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sn2Cij7-twI/AAAAAAAABqY/AYUZ43urGSA/s200/Setsuna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367589861169477378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently listening to: Hajimari no Asa ni Hikari Are ~Midori~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It has been a week since I returned to my shyt hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE COLLEGE IS INVADED BY H1N1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were quarantined and now there're 8 confirmed cases if I were not mistaken. Yet the school refuses to close down due to some internal affairs with Matriculation Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh don't ask me what is that conflict about cause I'm not suppose too speak bad about my own college. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after 1 week, finally accepted the fact that this striking &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; layout is here to stay for &lt;strike&gt;a while&lt;/strike&gt; a long time. If you want your blog to be in the 'Affiliates' list, just &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/bowwow_doggie@hotmail.com"&gt;e-mail me&lt;/a&gt; and I'll get to work as soon as possible. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First week back in college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hectic. Hectic and more hectic. Why? Cause it was the English Language Carnival! A one week campaign that target students to use and to LOVE English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't think it was effective (Still thinks that BM is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lingua franca&lt;/span&gt;) but at least it was fun and everyone enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I and another friend of mine joined other class for the drama competition. It was about war and love. Very touching (as quoted from the audience) but only ended up as the first runner up cause ours were quite short compared to the other team. The Hero died heroically to save his friend and came back as a spirit to see his love-Salmah (voiced by me XD) for one last time and dedicated a poem to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine! The crowd went crazy when he brushed Salmah's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tudung&lt;/span&gt; lightly. It was so romantic that some girls were tearing already. HAH! Thus, a new KMM idol was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*for pictures, please visit my facebook! =)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Florence Chong I tell you!!! He is so damn handsome wei! XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning I and another friend of mine were the DJ of Cluster A, which is made up of 5 hostels. We spoke clearly but the lousy PA system ruined the songs. BAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Eh, it was you who were speaking this morning??'&lt;br /&gt;'Err... yea??'&lt;br /&gt;'Ceh! I thought it was a Malay!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;During drama rehearsal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L, my classmate was talking to her friend when I walked up to them. So L introduced me to her friend. Blah... blah.... blah... then her friend asked: 'Are you a Malay??'&lt;br /&gt;'No, I'm a Chinese.'&lt;br /&gt;'No way!'&lt;br /&gt;'Err, yes I.AM.A.PURE.CHINESE.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame Perlis' scotching hot sun that got me this horrible tan! Why larh?? WHYYYYY???? I have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sepet&lt;/span&gt; eyes for goodness' sake!! They say I SOUNDED like a Malay when I speak Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you graduate from a SMK. And I'm proud of it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just realized that I'm getting more and more insane day by day. Thanks to my friend L. We're total assholes just because we call each other asshole everyday and laugh over small crazy matters. And the most important thing is: We think alike! As in she can always fill in the blacks to what I'm going to say. Cool eh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to my dear friends in Ipoh, no worries, I've found an equally lame and mentally ill friend in Malacca. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The not-so-good news is, (gawd this is long) I'm loosing my focus. Its like, when I look back at my SPM days, I know that I've been slogging harder and paying more attention in class back then. (Today I slept in Chemistry tutorial and nevertheless, my Maths lecture) But you see the thing is, when you missed a lecture, you have to study it on your own the whole sub chapter and the only person that you can go to is your tutorial teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough the syllabus is like REALLY cut short (a lot) compared to STPM, still find it very hard to believe that past years Matriculation students manage to survive in Universities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing's for sure, if Forensic Science exempt Mathematics, I'm so gonna ditch that subject. I'm not talented enough to deal with numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and!!! Let me tell you! Malacca people are very scary lorh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The assimilation of language is crazyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese speaks BM like a Malay and if that is not enough to amaze you, Chinese even speak BM+Mandarin+Hokkien to other Chinese too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malays here speak Chinese and Hokkien. Walau I tell you its just scary. That's why we don't really speak Chinese in front of them if we wanna talk bad about them cause you'll never know if they really can understand you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Yukana STOP tying on your keyboard this instant! This is getting so freggin long!!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops sorry!!!! =3 Ahh the college ran out of masks..... and I'm in Sharon Ng's Aunty's house enjoying air-con! Whoo hoot!!! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sn2C4FbhzcI/AAAAAAAABqg/MEBZRgWXWVc/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sn2C4FbhzcI/AAAAAAAABqg/MEBZRgWXWVc/s400/DSC00145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367590230937423298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-5686514650450403346?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5686514650450403346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/08/malacca-journal-8-back-in-college.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5686514650450403346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5686514650450403346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/08/malacca-journal-8-back-in-college.html' title='Malacca Journal 8: Back in college'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sn2Cij7-twI/AAAAAAAABqY/AYUZ43urGSA/s72-c/Setsuna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-3344904879373424434</id><published>2009-07-28T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Blog under renovation*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Listening to: God Knows ~Aya Hirano~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Its&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I don't like red. I chose this cause I ran out of choices. Its gonna be my new layout until I could find a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh~ Have to add all the widgets back again. Bye-bye lame peribahasa. Bye-bye comic strip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it or not. I'm back in town. Bear with my lameness IPOH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And luckily for you, I'm going back this Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, life's short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are even shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm emo, cause I feel pathetic (and cool at the same time) for stealing my neighbor's wireless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serves you right for not applying a password! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you for your kindness (and stupidity) my neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How on Earth did I missed out this awesome pantun by miss &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lydia Pang&lt;/span&gt;????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dear 5S1 08' MGS-ians, please don't tell me I'm the only one that just found out about this. Cause to me, its a totally &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;awesome, rocking&lt;/span&gt; discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dua belas guru, 5 Sains Satu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pelbagai ragam, pelbagai perwatakan;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Matlamat mendidik hanyalah satu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agar kami menempa kejayaan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kecil-kecil cili padi,&lt;br /&gt;Suaranya lantang tanda berani;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cik Lailatul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guru&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kami,&lt;br /&gt;Sambil mengajar 'nasihat' diberi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puan Helena&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; namanya puan,&lt;br /&gt;Sastera &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inggeris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; menjadi kegemaran;&lt;br /&gt;Masa terluang mencari 'Mutiara',&lt;br /&gt;BI diajar pelbagai cara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subjek &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kami pelajari,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daripada &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puan Pushpinder,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ilmu dicari;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seorang guru, imaginasinya tinggi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Menggemari pembentangan yang berbeza sekali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guru &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matematik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; namanya &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puan Ang,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subjeknya diajar penuh dedikasi;&lt;br /&gt;"Sekiranya siap, hantar sekarang",&lt;br /&gt;Begitu katanya beliau yang 'busy'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matematik Tambahan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; diajar &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Encik Cheang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Otaknya berpusing ligat sekali;&lt;br /&gt;Soalan susah segera diterang,&lt;br /&gt;Kami yang mengangguk sukar mengerti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puan Kaliammal, guru kelas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kami,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kelas &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nya kami ikuti;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suaranya lembut, sopan sekali,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mengambil berat pencapaian kami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kelas &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kimia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; diajar &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cik Chong,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ilmunya yang kaya dikongsi bersama;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eksperimen berjaya, semua pun gembira,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Semasa "Discussion", jangan jadi 'Setiausaha'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puan Lim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guru yang mahir ICT,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mengajar &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fizik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; penuh dedikasi;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Di dalam kelas pandanglah LCD,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nak conteng meja, janganlah sekali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puan Murizan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mengajar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Sejarah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bangsa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Orangnya lembut, berbudi bahasa;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mahir mengajar, mahir berjenaka,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kelasnya banyak unsur patriotisme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guru bernama &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cik Hasnoridah,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ilmu &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.Moral&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dikongsi bersama;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Malangnya kelas Waktu Kelima,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pelajar lapar, menunggu masa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puan Nantha,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nama diberi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; diajar Jumaat pagi;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Untuk kelasnya siapkan diri,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tiada baju 'demerit' diberi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Masa berlalu pantas sekali,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sekolah bakal kami rindui; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(p/s : we're so over secondary school now.. haha..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jasa guru tersemat di hati,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Berdoa agar sentiasa diberkati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~LydiaPang2008 : Copyright Reserved~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-3344904879373424434?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3344904879373424434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-under-renovation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/3344904879373424434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/3344904879373424434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-under-renovation.html' title='*Blog under renovation*'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-926298011554436369</id><published>2009-07-27T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T07:08:50.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>The before and after phenomena</title><content type='html'>Its holidays!!!! Finally after 2 months of waiting, we get to go back to our home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that I AM already lying on the couch with the familiar smell of home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more to say about UPS? (Mid Semester Examination)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ITS OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**fireworks**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before exam, we slogged hard.&lt;br /&gt;During exam, we slogged double as hard.&lt;br /&gt;After exam, we relaxed triple as hard!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you really really wanna know what happened??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened during UPS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sm2xGeZMC8I/AAAAAAAABpw/-LCo5Ecz0T0/s1600-h/DSC02982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sm2xGeZMC8I/AAAAAAAABpw/-LCo5Ecz0T0/s320/DSC02982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363137456064170946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sm2xGIEs_XI/AAAAAAAABpo/kZMHd4TaXGo/s1600-h/DSC02979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sm2xGIEs_XI/AAAAAAAABpo/kZMHd4TaXGo/s320/DSC02979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363137450072669554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that? This is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sm2xG30xa1I/AAAAAAAABp4/RA_Gc6xmnPw/s1600-h/DSC02988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sm2xG30xa1I/AAAAAAAABp4/RA_Gc6xmnPw/s320/DSC02988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363137462890752850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A tornado landed in my room!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly excuse the messiness cause I was busy packing my bag. (That includes everyone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saddest thing that happened was, everyone was so excited that they can finally go back on Friday after 12 noon. Of course I was very happy cause I left before anyone else. I left on Friday morning itself. The only difference was, I was not going home, I was on my way to Perlis. Where KAKOM 2009 was held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is not a KAKOM post, I shall not mention too much about it here. Just that the good news is, KMM actually did quite well compared to last year. Our college was Number 5. Of all the 10 colleges. Thanks to the 2 gold medal that came from Men's singles tennis, and also from the singing competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long journey from south all the way to the north of Malaysia was no fun. It was plain tiring and exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried when the bus passed by the huge signboard that says &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'IPOH'&lt;/span&gt;. Almost wanted to jump out from the bus and run all the way home. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic I know, luckily I didn't commit suicide back then cause who knows, I might not even have the chance to lay down on my oh-so-comfy sofa right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for the UPS post I think. More juicy &lt;u&gt;UPS results&lt;/u&gt; awaits in less then a week's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total holiday mood-spoiler whenever I think of that. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-926298011554436369?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/926298011554436369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/07/before-and-after-phenomena.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/926298011554436369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/926298011554436369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/07/before-and-after-phenomena.html' title='The before and after phenomena'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sm2xGeZMC8I/AAAAAAAABpw/-LCo5Ecz0T0/s72-c/DSC02982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-1714199446565094124</id><published>2009-07-07T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Journal 7: Happy Birthday. To me =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Currently listening to: Kimi Shinitamou Koto Nakare~ May'n~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess celebrating your birthday in a foreign land with a bunch of new friends is actually, not as lonely as I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me tell you what actually happened yesterday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back from school, (Ok this sounds weird but I'm very used to calling here my 'school') lined up in front of the ATM machine for half and hour just to get some bloody money out so that I won't have to starve myself at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there waiting for my turn from 4 p.m till 4.30 p.m. Went for tennis training at 5 p.m till 7 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that, I had dinner which was just maggie mee with an egg and a piece of miserable fried chicken. Headed out to the library at 8.30 p.m for a compulsory group study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to various reasons, I headed back to my dorm at 10.30 p.m. Cleaned myself up and fell flat on the bed at 11 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from my schedule, with all the rush and dash, I was dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in my dreamland, I heard somebody singing the 'Happy Birthday' song and since I was sleeping, I thought it was just my imagination. Tossed in my bed and continue sleeping, until....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sharon Ng Kar Mei&lt;/span&gt; shook me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIOLENTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shouting 'Wake up! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wake UPPPPPP!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;' right at my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super reluctant to wake up. I couldn't even feel my body anymore. I went 'Hmm~~???'' and then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syuhada, my neighbour living opposite my 'house' was saying: 'Lets pour water over her.' I jumped up, stared at her with my half-opened eyes mummbling, 'NOOO!Do.NOT.do.that.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the whole bunch of people from Block A1, 3rd floor, Wing A started singing Happy Birthday song right at my doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what they were saying but most of them said things like 'Hey! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dah tua dah&lt;/span&gt;!' and '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday! Baliklah tidur!&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SlQxwBXk2jI/AAAAAAAABoo/m3_ktuBhnOU/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SlQxwBXk2jI/AAAAAAAABoo/m3_ktuBhnOU/s400/DSC00134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355960557921163826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mira, my lecutremate @ neighbour made this herself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SlQxwrgRNuI/AAAAAAAABow/--de5TDvkPQ/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SlQxwrgRNuI/AAAAAAAABow/--de5TDvkPQ/s400/DSC00135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355960569231914722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was uber touched when I saw that card. Its a little simple but the fact that all of them ( I think) went through all the trouble to sign it and actually wrote something in it made that card the most special thing I've ever received for my birthday so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SlQxxOIe-FI/AAAAAAAABo4/zuEYPZZ_DNU/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SlQxxOIe-FI/AAAAAAAABo4/zuEYPZZ_DNU/s400/DSC00136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355960578527393874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life is full of with surprises eh? Never really expected that they would do something like that for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is one of the advantages you get when you stick your name and your birthdays in front of the toilet. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With only less than one week till UPS (Ujian Pertengahan Semester) aka Mid-Sem exam and also KAKOM (Karnival Kokurikulum) aka Co-curricular activity festival, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yukana is proud to admit that she has not started her revision yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause everyday, she'll be busy falling asleep due to fatigue and excessive muscle straining until her Electron Transport Chain is on the verge of breaking into fragments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea right. Thats not gonna happen anyway. Sorry, I was spewing Bio facts again. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now during Biology tutorial, the teacher checked on everyone's book to see if we did our work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was starring intensely on my book and since I have no other place to look at, I was starring intensely on my own workbook too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Did you do your work??'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shakes head slowly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Why didn't you do it?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In a small voice* 'Cause I always fall asleep.....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'This is the first time I see Chinese student not completing their work. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pelik larh you ni&lt;/span&gt;. (You're weird)'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indirectly, NO! She called me 'Weird' straight at my face. Which means that I'm a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;freak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh. How I like being weird. XD I'm lazy, and now I'm weird. Double joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disgraced all the other Chinese student in KMM. I'm so so so so SO SORRY!!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I can do anything about lazy self right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the fact that exam and KAKOM is oh-so-very-near. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M ACTUALLY GOING BACK TO MUAH HOME SWEET HOME IN A WEEK'S TIME! Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I'm gonna do when I get my ass back to Ipoh are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat until my stomach (all 4 of them) explodes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have Pizza and McD.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sit in Yiwen's car and force her to drive me around town.&lt;br /&gt;4. Lepak in shopping malls. (Masjid tanah no shopping malls)&lt;br /&gt;5. Play Badminton with Yiwen and muah other beloved Form 6 friends.&lt;br /&gt;6. Watch all the now showing movies in TGV with friends.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleep in my air-conditioned room until 12 a.m every.single.day.&lt;br /&gt;8. Ask mommy to cook for me every.single.meal.&lt;br /&gt;9. Go online and download all the anime episodes.&lt;br /&gt;10. Finish Gundam 00 so I can get on with the season 2 when I get my ass back to my shyt hole.&lt;br /&gt;11. Copy Kaylynn's Chemistry tuition notes.&lt;br /&gt;12. And etc... etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends in Form 6 (Mandy and June you guys too!), better be prepared cause I'm gonna drag everyone of you with me all over Ipoh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go home. =)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-1714199446565094124?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1714199446565094124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/07/malacca-journal-7-happy-birthday-to-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1714199446565094124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1714199446565094124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/07/malacca-journal-7-happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Malacca Journal 7: Happy Birthday. To me =)'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SlQxwBXk2jI/AAAAAAAABoo/m3_ktuBhnOU/s72-c/DSC00134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-1734680601676158183</id><published>2009-06-27T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Journal 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Skces8XtP0I/AAAAAAAABnQ/eOIcZs9a_bo/s1600-h/lulu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Skces8XtP0I/AAAAAAAABnQ/eOIcZs9a_bo/s200/lulu3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352280439621762882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently listening to: Inside Your Heart~FictionJunction~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm dead tired right now. (and sweating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. I played tennis this morning. Training for KAKOM.&lt;br /&gt;b. We were decorating our rooms until 3 a.m yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think b. is the main reason that I'm feeling so weak right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that I actually stayed up with my 2 other roomies until 3 a.m just to make these???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcRaFrClMI/AAAAAAAABmw/CoUk9sv1eAI/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcRaFrClMI/AAAAAAAABmw/CoUk9sv1eAI/s400/DSC00089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352265822050096322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please ah, they're ladybirds, not some dotted tortoise owh kay??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, in the afternoon I painted the wall. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?? I feel like I'm studying in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sekolah berasrama penuh&lt;/span&gt; instead of doing Pre-U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcRaZsV0kI/AAAAAAAABm4/62BgOQPZr4w/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcRaZsV0kI/AAAAAAAABm4/62BgOQPZr4w/s400/DSC00092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352265827424260674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah I know, its only 4 freggin lines but still. IT WAS A WALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question: Do you guys do room deco in Universities?? Do you guys even bother to decorate your own floor??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcRapQU03I/AAAAAAAABnA/wcw6f_tU80M/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcRapQU03I/AAAAAAAABnA/wcw6f_tU80M/s400/DSC00093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352265831601722226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Residents who are living in 4th floor Wing B had their names on the wall. Or rather, the wall of the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite amused that my name and my birthday is actually on a toilet wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was only a part of the activity I had yesterday. We had cross-country race yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really a cross-country. It was only a mini mini sized cross country cause we girls only had to fun 1.5 km wheres the boys had to do 3.5 km =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were to assemble in front of our hostel block at 7.15 a.m sharp. So my roomies suggested that we should wake up at 6 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 6 a.m, my phone alarm rang and I snoozed it. (A bad BAD habit that I don't think I'll be able to get rid of for the rest of my life) After snoozing it for a few times, finally had the initiative to drag my lazy ass off the bed at about 6.40 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bathed (wrong decision cause later that I sweated like a cow), didn't get to eat my breakfast and had Milo in my reusable Maggie cup. (for mobile purposes cause I was late).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As typical Malaysians, I expected the race to start at maybe about 8 or 8.30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nooooo. The damn race started near 9 or 10 a.m. I dunno. I just know that the sun was blazing and we were bathing UV rays out at the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcoKPfjq0I/AAAAAAAABoQ/4LulhKZCd2E/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcoKPfjq0I/AAAAAAAABoQ/4LulhKZCd2E/s400/DSC00084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352290838575819586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lining up waiting for the race to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcoK0LnEhI/AAAAAAAABog/-bbHcjmLUeg/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcoK0LnEhI/AAAAAAAABog/-bbHcjmLUeg/s400/DSC00081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352290848424268306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Two sleepyheads with eyebags and be-au-ti-ful panda eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcoKmsKm0I/AAAAAAAABoY/vShHUXENOgM/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcoKmsKm0I/AAAAAAAABoY/vShHUXENOgM/s400/DSC00085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352290844802718530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Digging for worms (the green thing) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No I didn't win the race. Didn't even end up top 50. Cause I was in the middle of the crowd. So it was kinda like IMPOSSIBLE for me to win lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now for some random pictures! (Gosh its turning into a picture blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcoJwkmZQI/AAAAAAAABoI/LpirEkyHSEo/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcoJwkmZQI/AAAAAAAABoI/LpirEkyHSEo/s400/DSC00065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352290830275470594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Durians!!! Its the durian season hallelujah! Here, fruits are considered luxurious. Never did appreciated them back home. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcRa6iFtGI/AAAAAAAABnI/Y22zXVSXnQo/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcRa6iFtGI/AAAAAAAABnI/Y22zXVSXnQo/s400/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352265836239631458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what happens when you're doing Biology report after some photoshop-ing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actual magnification&lt;/span&gt; becomes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;actual&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pixels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcoJucIt4I/AAAAAAAABoA/GXSmovlju2Y/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkcoJucIt4I/AAAAAAAABoA/GXSmovlju2Y/s400/DSC00064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352290829703100290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teacher teaching Mandarin during our Mentol-Mentee session. No lah, he's not a teacher. Just one of the students. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He was teaching the class how to count in Mandarin. You know, teaching us how to speak and write the numbers 1 to 10 in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: *Looks at me* How to spell out the pronunciation for One? (Cause we were the only 2 Chinese in the group)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Err~ just write 'E'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Few minutes later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Wei, some help here.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nope. I also dunno how to read Mandarin lah teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Excuse the Manglish cause we were speaking in Malay back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be learning Arab Language next Mentol-Mentee session. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-1734680601676158183?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1734680601676158183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-journal-6.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1734680601676158183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1734680601676158183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-journal-6.html' title='Malacca Journal 6'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Skces8XtP0I/AAAAAAAABnQ/eOIcZs9a_bo/s72-c/lulu3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-8530275015330914513</id><published>2009-06-23T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Journal 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkG-0OzcqoI/AAAAAAAABmI/leV_20FDS3k/s1600-h/lulu4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkG-0OzcqoI/AAAAAAAABmI/leV_20FDS3k/s200/lulu4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350767636829219458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently listening to: Namidairo ~YUI~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am a bad, bad, BAD blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I actually abandoned my blog for almost a fortnight already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correction: It HAS been exactly 2 weeks since I last updated my beloved blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently enjoying my 3 hours break until 3 p.m. later. One of the reasons why I love Wednesday so much. Guess have time for Internet after all!! X))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my first Maths, Chemistry and Biology quiz last week and my results were.... say.... its not that good larh. (Compare with Jessica's flying colors mine are just pure colorless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed backs from my teachers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Eh, kenapa (markah rendah) ni?? &lt;i&gt;[why so low marks?]&lt;/i&gt;' She asked me.&lt;br /&gt;'Saya pun tak tahulah cikgu... &lt;i&gt;[I have no idea.]&lt;/i&gt;' I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know bloody well that its because I'm a second intake student and I missed the whole bloody spectrometer part. That is why I have no idea that there was such formula as: Sigma QiMi over sigma Qi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion, my Chemistry was 52% (50% was the passing mark) and my Maths was 17/25 (17 and below is considered FAIL). Never have I expected myself to fail Maths cause the questions were very simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Question 5. Who got it wrong?' Maths teacher was going around tables checking out our test papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Stares at my paper*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What about yours??'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Flips to the back page*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'HAH! Tengok! Salin soalan pun boleh salah. Kalau exam nanti terus salah tahu?' &lt;i&gt;(See? You can even copy the question wrongly! If you do this in exam the whole thing will be wrong you know?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah duh of course I know larh, its just that when I was taking that quiz my eyelids were drooping and straight away I fell flat on the table after I finished the paper. Thus, one little negative sign murdered my first Maths quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not a good start. Uh huh. Not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second quiz this week was slightly improving. I think. Pray hard so that I won't fail again. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Trumpet, drumrolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KMM will be anticipating an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AMGC&lt;/span&gt; club! AMGC for those that don't know, stands for Anime, Manga, Games and Cosplay club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! There's nothing wrong with your eyes. We'll be forming an AMGC club and we have the teacher advisor for the club already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the English lecturer himself is also an avid Anime and Manga fan. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumors says that this lecturer likes to insert Anime scenes as an example when he's teaching English in his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine him telling his students: 'As an example, in Bleach episode XXX, XXX had.....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't he teach me MUET larh!!! He has that Otaku face. Seriously. And I think he was trying to speak Japanese to us. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life &lt;strike&gt;is&lt;/strike&gt; will be filled with anime once again!!! =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other good news is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My life will be filled with tennis again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause' I'm joining the college's tennis team! =))) Because we don't have people like Jessica and Audrey here, that's why I was given the chance to join the team. HAHAHA!!! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to my lazy attitude, I missed so much updates from Ipoh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nobody tell me that Zhiying got JPA Australia,&lt;br /&gt;Those JPA people are leaving Form 6 to their respective universities very soon,&lt;br /&gt;Amanda actually got herself a boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;Yiwen actually got into a 'heated argument' with her 'poop'-ish classmate,&lt;br /&gt;Hari&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Anugerah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cemerlang is a Saturday- A few days before my Mid-Sem exam,&lt;br /&gt;Starwalk was ages ago,&lt;br /&gt;etc...etc....&lt;/blockquote&gt;I do enjoy my life here but daily life is just so different without going back home after school, going tuition with friends after school, having lame talks and making fun jokes, talking about the latest TV programmes (I don't get to watch TV here) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt;ing with friends before tuition classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna tell you guys back home: Sekolah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;satu&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sesi is very tiring yes I know, but remember that you still get to go home, have lunch with friends, going tuition classes and you get to spend your time with friends that you've known for ages. Appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that will be going to universities/ JPA soon: A new chapter of life has begun. First few weeks, absolutely dreadful but once you get used to it, everything will be just fine. If you're still thinking to live a life like you used to during secondary school years, think again. Maybe you'll end up like me: studying and finishing homework back in the room everyday after lectures; spending the time where you used to watch TV to wash clothes, doing discussions with friends. Who knows, you might end up like me! Enjoy hand-washing your clothes. HAHA! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay... I have no idea what to write anymore. So I shall end my post with pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkG9HCqQXdI/AAAAAAAABl4/2oCfTL6rim8/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkG9HCqQXdI/AAAAAAAABl4/2oCfTL6rim8/s400/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350765760963698130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My last Milo Wafer supply. Topped them up last week. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkG9G3tQmXI/AAAAAAAABlw/qtlgOWyG_lE/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkG9G3tQmXI/AAAAAAAABlw/qtlgOWyG_lE/s400/DSC00021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350765758023506290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our re-stocking day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkHEWyNG6OI/AAAAAAAABmQ/pkMX35b1-cY/s1600-h/DSC02932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkHEWyNG6OI/AAAAAAAABmQ/pkMX35b1-cY/s400/DSC02932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350773728005777634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The fan -Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkG9Hnav1HI/AAAAAAAABmA/M1sEXet9CDE/s1600-h/DSC02931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkG9Hnav1HI/AAAAAAAABmA/M1sEXet9CDE/s400/DSC02931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350765770830763122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The fan- After (So big difference eh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkG9GlQP7rI/AAAAAAAABlo/Cq_aGaZeHCw/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkG9GlQP7rI/AAAAAAAABlo/Cq_aGaZeHCw/s400/DSC00016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350765753069989554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our group's Mentor-Mentee session. Video shoot on lab experiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkHGlyDfU3I/AAAAAAAABmo/w8wIb4tWSmo/s1600-h/IMG_2990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkHGlyDfU3I/AAAAAAAABmo/w8wIb4tWSmo/s400/IMG_2990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350776184686728050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkHGlgYGa-I/AAAAAAAABmg/mbpQhykgClA/s1600-h/IMG_2961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkHGlgYGa-I/AAAAAAAABmg/mbpQhykgClA/s400/IMG_2961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350776179941338082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roommates and neighbours =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till next time! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-8530275015330914513?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8530275015330914513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-journal-5.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8530275015330914513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8530275015330914513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-journal-5.html' title='Malacca Journal 5'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SkG-0OzcqoI/AAAAAAAABmI/leV_20FDS3k/s72-c/lulu4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-4525700559233891454</id><published>2009-06-22T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:20:24.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><title type='text'>Stop and stare</title><content type='html'>For 2 years I've been studying Biology, never have I really seen a real sample of cells through the microscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in 2 years, my dream came true!!! (yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology practical classes have never been this fun before. Even though its only a prepared slide, looking at a real cell with your own eyes can be pretty exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Biology practical lesson is not as boring as you think it is. Or come to think of it, maybe its just my class. =) We had lots of interactions during lessons. What kind of interactions you might ask. See, we walk, we talk, and we yell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk- to check out other group's observations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talk- to ask our partners '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, its drawn like this right???'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We yell- to express ourselves when we first observed the cell under the microscope. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Wah!!! So beautiful!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sj85khIW_2I/AAAAAAAABlY/G-TTm6BmPPg/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sj85khIW_2I/AAAAAAAABlY/G-TTm6BmPPg/s400/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350058181870944098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red Blood Cells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sj85kTq0tjI/AAAAAAAABlQ/tqA_WwyTolc/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sj85kTq0tjI/AAAAAAAABlQ/tqA_WwyTolc/s400/DSC00030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350058178257401394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Skeletal Muscles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sj85kGZGCWI/AAAAAAAABlA/ZuQNVuFiKfY/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sj85kGZGCWI/AAAAAAAABlA/ZuQNVuFiKfY/s400/DSC00007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350058174693378402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sj85j8KiGuI/AAAAAAAABk4/xacs4R22qew/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sj85j8KiGuI/AAAAAAAABk4/xacs4R22qew/s400/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350058171947948770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Various plant cells whose-name-I-have-forgotten. =P I think its the paranchyma and collenchyma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sj85kE-TwvI/AAAAAAAABlI/EJxq8pAvvFk/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sj85kE-TwvI/AAAAAAAABlI/EJxq8pAvvFk/s400/DSC00032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350058174312596210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The prettiest among them- The nerve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;'Serves you right!' to those Physics student that are reading this and looking at the pictures in awe. HAHAHA!!! XD There are more to come I'm telling ya'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is not-so-fun about observing cells is that you need to stare,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; stare&lt;/span&gt;, and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the microscope until your translated diagram is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the lesson, I've been staring, NO! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GLARING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the microscope so hard for the past 2 hours until my eyeballs felt like they're coming out of their sockets. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness that the next Biology Practical is about answering questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-4525700559233891454?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4525700559233891454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/stop-and-stare.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/4525700559233891454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/4525700559233891454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/stop-and-stare.html' title='Stop and stare'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sj85khIW_2I/AAAAAAAABlY/G-TTm6BmPPg/s72-c/DSC00031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-7164556508042949485</id><published>2009-06-09T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Journal: Malaysian Attitudes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si9UhLqOKkI/AAAAAAAABkU/VJJXm4tk2BQ/s1600-h/suzaku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si9UhLqOKkI/AAAAAAAABkU/VJJXm4tk2BQ/s200/suzaku.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345584211754363458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listening to: Bodaiju ~Tsukiko Amano~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was hyper annoyed yesterday after my Maths lecture because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just realized that I was in the same lecture hall with a bunch of uncivilised people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You might not like what I'm gonna write after this. So if you insist of reading and if you feel insulted or what so ever, do not flame my comment box cause you're reading this at your own risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why do I feel that way you might ask. Lets review some facts. See, how many Malaysians out there that actually got famous and known world-wide in Malaysia?? Maybe there is, but not many I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I hate a lot during lectures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#1: Students shouting answers from everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think about it. When teacher asks a question, just raise your hand if you know the answer and when you wanna answer the question right?? So why grumble the answers? You know well that if everyone does that, you will hear nothing. As a matter of fact, you only hear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOISES&lt;/span&gt;. Grow up larh, we are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EIGHTEEN&lt;/span&gt;!!! Not some nursery kids ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#2: Students shouting from their seats when the lecturer accidentally made a little mistake during explanation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg: The answer was supposed to be +3 but the lecturer mistakenly wrote -3. And then some people will go shouting 'Negative tiga! Negative tiga!'. That is totally very VERY annoying. Lets say that the lecturer did not realized the mistake. Why not just raise a hand and say politely: 'Teacher, I think that's positive not negative.'? Is it that hard to raise A hand??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#3: When teacher asks 'Can somebody come up and answer this question?'. Everyone goes silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, at first everyone goes 'Wa bla bla bla bla' and then when that question is asked, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TOTAL SILENCE&lt;/span&gt; in the lecture hall. You get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#4: Students that goes in front to ask the lecturer questions cannot walk normally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously this is one of the MOST annoying part. It only happens sometimes but its enough to drive me all mad. Boys, they LOVE to do this. Dragging their feet making noises and trying to get attentions. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they be more gentleman? Why can't Malaysians be more polite and... civilised??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one thing that I don't like is: People that worry too much about their mistakes and they don't dare to speak out their opinions and answers. They say they're too shy to speak up cause they're worried that they might embarrass themselves by giving the wrong answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like my previous KMM MUET teacher said ' In Malaysia, you're right only when you get the right answers. If you don't get your answers right, you're a failure.' Or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lecturers are using BM teaching Science subjects. I still don't understand why they do that. See? This is one of the reasons why some students don't understand Science in English and some 'parties' insist of having them taught in BM. How are you gonna understand the concepts if you don't even put some effort to study English??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of complaints! I'm actually living a healthy life here. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played volleyball yesterday and the blood vessels at my arms kinda like burst. So I dragged my roomies and neighbours to the tennis court today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many skilled player there so yea, just hit a few balls and baby tennis. Kinda fun larh, at least I managed to squeeze some sweat outta my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and AND! I actually skipped the JPP Manifesto thingy tonight! Joy! Internet comes before student council. HAHAHA!!! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bad habit returned. I slept during Chemistry lecture today. Gosh, I'm never gonna change am I??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In desperate need of caffeine every morning. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-7164556508042949485?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7164556508042949485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-journal-malaysian-attitudes.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7164556508042949485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7164556508042949485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-journal-malaysian-attitudes.html' title='Malacca Journal: Malaysian Attitudes'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si9UhLqOKkI/AAAAAAAABkU/VJJXm4tk2BQ/s72-c/suzaku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-7324196872541328541</id><published>2009-06-08T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Journal 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si9Tw_gBO4I/AAAAAAAABkM/u5YJB1ERnII/s1600-h/shitsuji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si9Tw_gBO4I/AAAAAAAABkM/u5YJB1ERnII/s200/shitsuji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345583383856626562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listening to: PAPERMOON ~Tommy heavenly6~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One week passed and its my third week here in my new shit hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast time flies eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other college blog is &lt;a href="http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but I'll probably updating this blog and just import the posts there. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life here is so far so good. Lotsa amazing and interesting happened but sadly to blog it here everyday is kinda impossible since I've limited Internet excess time and battery. But I'll try to re-edit some posts if I can still remember larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to my friends in Ipoh! Are you guys enjoying your holidays? Or enjoying writing MUET essays?? WHAHAHAAHA!!!! My condolences and deepest sympathy to those that had to deal with 26 essays in just 2 weeks holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell your MUET teacher to '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Get a life!!! Its the holidays dude!!!!&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually half-way doing my Dinamika&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kemahiran&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Folio. DO NOT ask me what is that. Its some kind of subject where you learn about etiquette and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least its more interesting than bloody Moral lesson. I still can't accept the fact that we had to study &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moral Studies&lt;/span&gt; here!!! In college!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since everyone is asking me how's life and how's the food and etc, I shall just share with you guys a little on the Cafeterias in KMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0aS6PSC7I/AAAAAAAABjs/WXUeCna7VJM/s1600-h/DSC02926+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0aS6PSC7I/AAAAAAAABjs/WXUeCna7VJM/s400/DSC02926+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344957244931967922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cafe A (Cafe for Block A residents). Looks nice but the food not-so-nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0Wk6HLzWI/AAAAAAAABjE/np8rodDC7nA/s1600-h/DSC02923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0Wk6HLzWI/AAAAAAAABjE/np8rodDC7nA/s400/DSC02923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344953156089138530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;This is seriously one of the best ABC I've ever tasted and its only RM1.50! With ice-cream summore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0WllXaRfI/AAAAAAAABjk/tJKR7kwSOJE/s1600-h/DSC02926+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0WllXaRfI/AAAAAAAABjk/tJKR7kwSOJE/s400/DSC02926+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344953167699920370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See even the dragonfly drinks from a straw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0WlbCIlRI/AAAAAAAABjc/MlIErsbieFk/s1600-h/DSC02924+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0WlbCIlRI/AAAAAAAABjc/MlIErsbieFk/s400/DSC02924+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344953164926326034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you believe it if I tell you this is the&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nasi GORENG Singapore??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;' Which part of it is GORENG I don't know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0WlL8t_RI/AAAAAAAABjU/StFOYZyHgqM/s1600-h/DSC02922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0WlL8t_RI/AAAAAAAABjU/StFOYZyHgqM/s400/DSC02922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344953160877079826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0WlFqLgUI/AAAAAAAABjM/Z6D-5IoUoPI/s1600-h/DSC02921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0WlFqLgUI/AAAAAAAABjM/Z6D-5IoUoPI/s400/DSC02921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344953159188709698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The one above is Black Pepper Fried Rice and the one below is the Nasi Goreng Biasa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Both crazy spicy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I always go to the other cafes cause they have better and more variety of food. (At least they have more veggie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now something besides the food....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0aTCnDIwI/AAAAAAAABj8/Cp5TxeBF4uc/s1600-h/DSC02921+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0aTCnDIwI/AAAAAAAABj8/Cp5TxeBF4uc/s400/DSC02921+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344957247179137794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muah neighbour watching anime on my new netbook!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0aTOkG4NI/AAAAAAAABj0/srFey903jko/s1600-h/DSC02920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0aTOkG4NI/AAAAAAAABj0/srFey903jko/s400/DSC02920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344957250388025554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yea thats my study table. ( I know Sokwai, I'll never change.) One word to describe: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEPAH&lt;/span&gt; (Messy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0b01Ypl_I/AAAAAAAABkE/6Ov6r8K9b3c/s1600-h/DSC02947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si0b01Ypl_I/AAAAAAAABkE/6Ov6r8K9b3c/s400/DSC02947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344958927256262642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My new lappy!!! Bad resolution I know!!! AHHHH LULU!!!! *nosebleeds*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thats all for now I guess. Will try to update my life as often as possible!!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Take care and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENJOY YOUR HOLIDAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!! XDDDD (evil laugh)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-7324196872541328541?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7324196872541328541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-journal-4.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7324196872541328541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7324196872541328541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-journal-4.html' title='Malacca Journal 4'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Si9Tw_gBO4I/AAAAAAAABkM/u5YJB1ERnII/s72-c/shitsuji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-2987056793121435</id><published>2009-06-05T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:08:55.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Explore KMM</title><content type='html'>After being a part of KMM (Kolej Matrikulasi Melaka) for 2 weeks, I finally had the initiative to explore the college's surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 2 of my roommates went back to their home sweet home and left me and my other roommate here, we decided to have dinner together with our neighbors, living just across our room. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went all the way to Cafeteria B, which is like 3 km away from our hostel block cause we had the whole Friday evening time to kill. After having a scrumptious dinner, we decided to take an evening walk around the campus--actually, half of the campus. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the pictures do the talking then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sikb4kpRyhI/AAAAAAAABh8/-iTh3ZgI5OY/s1600-h/DSC00473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sikb4kpRyhI/AAAAAAAABh8/-iTh3ZgI5OY/s400/DSC00473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343833091575237138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sikb4-HCwoI/AAAAAAAABiM/tsIMgbqDqWI/s1600-h/DSC00477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sikb4-HCwoI/AAAAAAAABiM/tsIMgbqDqWI/s400/DSC00477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343833098410967682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sikcr5t1vQI/AAAAAAAABic/u4uV2v66L0A/s1600-h/DSC00467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sikcr5t1vQI/AAAAAAAABic/u4uV2v66L0A/s400/DSC00467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343833973404843266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Candid shot! My neighbors =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sikb5Dcn-eI/AAAAAAAABiU/sYCD3ufuBh0/s1600-h/DSC00480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sikb5Dcn-eI/AAAAAAAABiU/sYCD3ufuBh0/s400/DSC00480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343833099843664354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SikcsCanyLI/AAAAAAAABik/9hVlZwyxBCM/s1600-h/DSC00475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SikcsCanyLI/AAAAAAAABik/9hVlZwyxBCM/s400/DSC00475.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343833975740156082" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random pose nearby a little cliff &lt;/span&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sikb4lxzHkI/AAAAAAAABiE/WT2c1nqWITw/s1600-h/DSC00485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sikb4lxzHkI/AAAAAAAABiE/WT2c1nqWITw/s400/DSC00485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343833091879411266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SikfabsdMjI/AAAAAAAABi8/Y-7a1jTYhwE/s1600-h/DSC00470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SikfabsdMjI/AAAAAAAABi8/Y-7a1jTYhwE/s400/DSC00470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343836971823084082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I seriously have no idea why puffs of smoke are coming out from the houses. o.O Me and my friends thought that it was on fire or something but I think its normal cause its not the only house that smokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SikfZ87EFTI/AAAAAAAABis/E9VIUlL1LU0/s1600-h/DSC00465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SikfZ87EFTI/AAAAAAAABis/E9VIUlL1LU0/s400/DSC00465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343836963562853682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were actually lambs there! Me and my friends were saying :'Jom naik kambing balik hostel!!!' XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I live in Block A1, so you don't get the nice nice panorama views like the other blocks. We were so shocked to see that the view of the kampung at the back of the college is actually so amazing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my luck for staying at the not-so-feng shui block. =_________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually truth to say, its actually my first time enjoying the sunset in the college! o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-2987056793121435?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2987056793121435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/explore-kmm.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/2987056793121435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/2987056793121435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/explore-kmm.html' title='Explore KMM'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sikb4kpRyhI/AAAAAAAABh8/-iTh3ZgI5OY/s72-c/DSC00473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-8746482436083174710</id><published>2009-06-02T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Journal 3</title><content type='html'>I've only 1 hour here in front of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HEP's&lt;/span&gt; computer so yea, will make this as short as possible. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've changed from Physics to Biology class. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!!!) Started my life in Biology class on Monday. My new classmates are super friendly (Thank goodness) so I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIGHT&lt;/span&gt; be getting used to a whole new college life after all! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EPIC FAILURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thus I started my lesson on Monday morning. Got my new time table on Friday night and we were supposed to check our new schedule with the ones on the notice board which was the real and final time table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the massive crowd in front of the notice board, I did not check on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, on Tuesday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on my unchecked schedule, my lessons was supposed to start at 10 a.m. We are to clear the hostel from 8 a.m to 10. a.m so I went&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; at HEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to kill time, I went and checked my time table. It was 8.30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I was supposed to have Chemistry tutorial class from 8a.m.- 9a.m. =_________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the classroom was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt; far and I figured that it would've took me 15 minutes to reach there and my next lesson starts at 10 a.m, I just skipped the tutorial. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was only my second day in class. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that, my classmates found me sitting alone in front of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lecture&lt;/span&gt; Hall and the first thing they said was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Eh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bagi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;telefon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nombor&lt;/span&gt; you!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mana&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pergi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pagi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tadi&lt;/span&gt;?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;nampak&lt;/span&gt; pun!'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they couldn't reach me cause nobody has my phone number. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?? This is why we need to bring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;handphones&lt;/span&gt; to school! So that if our friends accidentally missed lesson, we can contact them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'll be blogging for my college soon in a new blog. Haven't register a new blog yet but I'll be setting it up soon. No worries, I shall keep this blog alive. =)  Well, we're not allowed to say bad things about the college or telling the whole world about our miserable daily life there so everything private will still be here. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah so many things to write but so little time!!! Take care everyone! And I'm gonna remove that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Chatbox&lt;/span&gt; soon. I.still.hate.it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-8746482436083174710?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8746482436083174710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-journal-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8746482436083174710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8746482436083174710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-journal-3.html' title='Malacca Journal 3'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-1217825702563424918</id><published>2009-05-30T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Journal 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Listening to: My own keyboard tapping away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lydia and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zhiying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are so busy in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pahang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but look at what I'm doing now. Blogging and still have no idea on how to solve questions involving mass spectrometer and percentage by mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm DOOMED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Well, make that 2 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is in July and I'm not giving a damn about it. Where can??!! Later must go back and do revision. And yeah, thanks for the comments but I don't think I'll be able to reply your comments but just for you guys to know, I really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; do appreciate them. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bloody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chatbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is BACK! Just leave a message there but I don't think I'll be able to reply there either. =________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pekan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Masjid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tanah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (the place that I'm currently studying at) to get some stuffs and etc. Guess what, I met &lt;strike&gt;a &lt;/strike&gt; two very annoying promoters that kept on promoting their facial products. I gave them 2 minutes but they failed to persuade me. Proves that they're lousy promoters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually said :'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chinese won't cheat Chinese one!&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, since when buying stuffs involve race issues? Its not like if you're Chinese I'll go easy on you and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUST&lt;/span&gt; you completely right? I'm not dumb and neither am I a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RACIST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aunty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; couldn't even pronounce the word '&lt;u&gt;Cucumber&lt;/u&gt;'. Now how am I suppose to trust that product of yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even told me that facial products from Japan are no good and the product of hers is from Australia. I flipped over the tube and at the back it says 'FORMULATED IN JAPAN'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going 'Huh??' and I told her 'It says here its formula is from Japan.' Even with that she won't leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say '&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;' then its a bloody '&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO'&lt;/span&gt; ! Why are human so persistent sometimes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Monday! Bloody Monday. More lessons and tutorials. I think I missed that announcement that says who got to change stream cause when they announced it, I was taking a nap in my room. Now how am suppose to go for lessons tomorrow??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please help me. Guide me to the correct path around the campus tomorrow. *prays very hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; things to say but I couldn't remember. Must be the time factor. Oh well. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;shrugs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh last but not least:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;BIRT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;HDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;MOMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...and I miss you dearly ='(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First time I'm not there for my mom's birthday. How miserable is THAT?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll be able to get to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Makhota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Parade Malacca&lt;/span&gt; next week and meet up with friends there. =)) Maybe I should go watch&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Angels and Demons&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Night in the Museum 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;one shot. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got myself a copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comic Weekly &lt;/span&gt;magazine and GOSH! I felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;rejuvenated&lt;/span&gt; after reading comics. Oh I'm so screwed. Addiction is NOT good. Uh huh, not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;roomies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now know that I'm an Internet addict. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Gah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-1217825702563424918?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1217825702563424918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/malacca-journal-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1217825702563424918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1217825702563424918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/malacca-journal-2.html' title='Malacca Journal 2'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-1507914170856480094</id><published>2009-05-29T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Journal 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Listening to: Tsuki no Shijima ~Makino Yui~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah! I LOVE Fridays!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, for those that are wondering where am I or where have I disappeared to, let me announce this one more time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YUKANA IS IN MALACCA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, doing Matriculation here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is NOT easy here. Everyday I ask myself: When should I wash my clothes, when should I keep my clothes, when should I bath and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the good thing is, I'm actually enjoy hand washing my clothes. I know! Its so ridiculous but its true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I've heard, Form 6 is going to implement the &lt;em&gt;'Sekolah Satu Sesi'&lt;/em&gt; where you go to school at 8 a.m and come back at 4 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the way I'm living now, in Malacca. And seriously, its sickening and its tiring. Trust me. Go and &lt;em&gt;mogok&lt;/em&gt; or anything. I support you guys! *winks at yiwen*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, so my life so far. Its not all about washing clothes. I do miss my parents' dearly, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TREMENDOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;. Everytime I think of them or read their message I feel like crying. *sobs sobs* But Zhiying says after 2 weeks I'll get used to it. So lets hope I will. =) (Or else I'll end up crying and being sentimental every.single.day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lectures. GOSH! Its all in Malay. YES! Its &lt;u&gt;all.in.Malay&lt;/u&gt;. And you know how sucky my Malay is. Not that I don't understand or anything but its really... hard (and weird). The notes are in English (with lotsa grammar errors) and I miss my lower six teachers. They're much much much more experienced. So lower sixers! Do appreciate your teachers and lessons! Don't think you're gonna get that kind of kind teachers when you enter University next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 roomies and they're really REALLY good people. At last, get to finally learn some Malay Culture =) Too bad can't upload any pictures here. (Its too open cause the cybernet is CROWDED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what else. Oh I miss canteen food!!! Here you get only like the usual economic rice type of food and my block's cafe is like all PROTEIN! When I say protein, I meant meat. Gosh I think I'm turning into a carnivour. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak Malay&gt;Chinese&gt;English. So thanks to that, I think my English is once again, going down the drain. My MUET teacher is fun! She's like Ms Azana. =) The truth is, I only enjoyed MUET and &lt;em&gt;Sains Informatik&lt;/em&gt; (some sort of computer lesson) here. Physics is torture!!!! Gah I hope they let me change to Biology soon. Really cannot understand the figures and numbers and formulas. @_____@ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And to my friends, I really miss you guys a lot. Your messages, even if its only a 'Hi' or 'How are you?' really made me feel less lonely. *hugs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do visit me in Malacca soon!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-1507914170856480094?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1507914170856480094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/malacca-journal-1.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1507914170856480094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1507914170856480094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/malacca-journal-1.html' title='Malacca Journal 1'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-3130467265855292861</id><published>2009-05-21T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/ShVqACP98LI/AAAAAAAABhQ/KvCyzaoh3a8/s1600-h/lulu+magician.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/ShVqACP98LI/AAAAAAAABhQ/KvCyzaoh3a8/s200/lulu+magician.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338289482153980082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listening to: Canta Per Me (Jap)~Yuki Kajiura~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, its &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;KAYEE'S&lt;/span&gt; BIG day today! Whoo Hoot! Congratulations turning 18!!! I miss you friend!!! Hopefully you'll stay healthy and happy in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all, it'll&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Phuiyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Nazreen's&lt;/span&gt; BIG day tomorrow!!! HAHA! Few more turning 18. Keep on living a happy life! All the bestttt!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I talk about, besides SCHOOL??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell. Remember previously I mentioned that the school canteen is a sauna room??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correction. My &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CLASSROOM ITSELF is a sauna room&lt;/span&gt;. With only 2 miserable and antique fan, I'm sweating, even though I was just sitting on my chair and starring into space, doing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if I'm not sweating enough when I was doing my Chemistry homework in class. =______________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need P.E LESSONS!!!!! Its so BORINGGGGG staying in class and do paperwork every. single. period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God we're blessed with an interesting MUET teacher. At least the class gets lively a little during MUET periods. Oh yeah, I blabbed about my working experience in TGV for my first attempt in Public Speaking today. Nobody was shocked when I told them I had free popcorn and movies. o.O I was shocked that nobody was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah, I've nothing to talk about already. Life's so boring nowadays. Work, work and more work. So sick of homework that I rather blog and write essay on my boring life then doing Chemistry and Maths calculation homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're actually having a some sort of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAMILY PLANNING&lt;/span&gt; talk in the auditorium after recess. Good thing is, no Maths and PA tomorrow. Bad thing is, I've a feeling that its gonna be boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to tomorrow's MUET period. Our group is presenting on: Why is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; PAMPERS&lt;/span&gt; important to human and why mankind cannot live without&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; PAMPERS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we were given on the title (the PAMPERS), Tracy actually mentioned things like : women, money, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SEX&lt;/span&gt;. The last one made everybody in our group LOL-ed and blush like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the crazy yet innovative ideas that Kaiteng, Venisri, Kaylynn and Tracy came up with, our group was the 'most active' group. Meaning that we were the only ones laughing like nobody's business in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One guy in the group actually asked : '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pad and Pampers not same one meh?&lt;/span&gt;?' LMAO! I mean, yes its the same but the way he asked sounded so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very excited to present our interesting, dirty and shitty topic! ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and AND!!! 2 girls in my class spoke Chinese to me today. Do I seriously looked THAT Chinese?? Why do they assumed that I could understand Chinese?? Its either my ears are deteriorating or my comprehension is getting worse cause I've no idea what one of the girls was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, going back to school again tomorrow. I'll be going to KL on Saturday! Wheeee~~~ Gosh I think I REALLY need to study and revise my Physics and Chemistry facts now. Oh God please let me pass that Writing Exam and go for the interview. *Fingers-crossed* Send me to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JAPAN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah, thats all. Back to that shit-hole of mine tomorrow morning with 10 aluminium cans for the Malaysia's Book of Records project. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-3130467265855292861?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3130467265855292861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/blah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/3130467265855292861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/3130467265855292861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/ShVqACP98LI/AAAAAAAABhQ/KvCyzaoh3a8/s72-c/lulu+magician.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-4438120621329733412</id><published>2009-05-18T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/ShEJ5ZAwbsI/AAAAAAAABgo/tgKk0UyfoU0/s1600-h/cornelia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/ShEJ5ZAwbsI/AAAAAAAABgo/tgKk0UyfoU0/s200/cornelia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337057914982002370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listening to: Open Your Heart ~Kajiura Yuki~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucked up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, everything went SO WRONG. In the end I was so upset and utterly disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did things went wrong? I've no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, there was just two words, 'fucked up'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest apology to my friends who had to suffer my emo-wave early morning. Sorry Tracy, Kaylynn, Sokwai. (and to the others that I failed to mention it here. I'm very very sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jo, thanks for your concern. I still think you would've made a better MC then me. Seriously, formal event is just not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yiwen and Eexin, I'm very sorry that you guys heard me swear so many times today. I'll try not to use the 'F' word from now on. =) [dunno how many thousand times I've swear in my head]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the worst part was, I felt that I've disappointed Beh. I'm sorry that I couldn't do my best today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been telling myself, 'whatever' but its not working. Part of it was because I don't like to disappoint others that has put their trust in me. I can let myself down, but I just couldn't let down others that believed in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you might think I'm getting too serious over a little silly mistake that I made. I'll get over it cause tomorrow is another brand new day. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss last year's Teacher's Day. ='( Best Teacher's Day Celebration ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ujQqQIB6sg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ujQqQIB6sg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venisri, you did a great job blasting our monitor like that! Well done dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Amanda, if you compare Agnes with my friends, all my friends would be holy people. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-4438120621329733412?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4438120621329733412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/screwed-up.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/4438120621329733412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/4438120621329733412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/screwed-up.html' title='Screwed up'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/ShEJ5ZAwbsI/AAAAAAAABgo/tgKk0UyfoU0/s72-c/cornelia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-3469684114057758310</id><published>2009-05-16T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:33.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sg6D3JRKDoI/AAAAAAAABfM/1Lqaej1wzyw/s1600-h/shiki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sg6D3JRKDoI/AAAAAAAABfM/1Lqaej1wzyw/s200/shiki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336347591884541570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listening to: Hikari ~Jyukai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start another boring post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;お誕生日おめでっと! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So here's my present for you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sg6Fj1KNk4I/AAAAAAAABfU/jemcxrZuGyA/s1600-h/pic15663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sg6Fj1KNk4I/AAAAAAAABfU/jemcxrZuGyA/s400/pic15663.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336349459092444034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its Japan ice-cream!!! Kawaii desu nee?? Stare and drool women!!! LOL! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, school's OK. Well you can check out those other blogs at the blog list. I've nothing to say about school anymore besides this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY CLASS IS SO FREGGIN QUIET!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe the class has not warmed up yet since it has been only 2 days. Lets hope everyone will start talking soon. I do hope the monitor will do something like a class intro or something. Just like what Kaylynn said, we're facing a School Segregation problem here. Hopefully in time to come there'll be Assimilation soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the quiet class! I'm here to talk about something more cheerful. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Jo, Jo's class monitor, and my MC partner, had a little meeting after school on Friday. (Jo's class is so lucky to have him as the monitor. I wish my class monitor was like him =[ ) We were talking about the Teacher's Day celebration which will be held on coming Monday. So as we talk, me and Jo learnt a little on Boys' School Culture and it was a total cultural shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See back in MGS, teacher's day and other celebrations were full of fun and laughter. But in a boys' school, they don't go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hee hee ha ha&lt;/span&gt; like what we used to do. Its suppose to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FORMAL&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SERIOUS,&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as minimum fun as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Me: 'So should I go 'Wow! That was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; performance!!' ? Or 'That was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;!!!' ?'&lt;br /&gt;Him: 'Hey you're seriously freaking me out man.'&lt;br /&gt;Me: 'Why is that?? o.O??'&lt;br /&gt;Him: 'You're giving me the impression that you're gonna jump down from the podium on Monday.'&lt;br /&gt;Me: 'Huh?? I'm not planning to do that you know.'&lt;br /&gt;Him: 'Yeah I know but you sounded like you're gonna do that!'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the difference??? In MGS those are just normal but in boys' school that is considered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXTREME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, don't expect much fun and jokes from me cause I might just do the whole MC thing in a formal matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me going all jolly but my partner goes all serious. Weird right?? I'll look like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siao po&lt;/span&gt;. (Crazy women)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I would advice my friends that are studying in the same school to bring a plastic bag or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tikar&lt;/span&gt; or something and keep it in your pocket. You &lt;u&gt;MIGHT&lt;/u&gt; be needing it on Monday =) Oh and make sure it can cover your ass. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and AND! I've kinda make my up mind on the clubs and society that I'm planning to join, namely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; Archery club&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; Tennis club&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; Boys' Brigade (They have girls also one larh)&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; Prefectorial Board&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; Editorial Board&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; MADsoc (Only for the Music section)&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; Choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rm 1 for each club registration so you do the maths. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons started and guess what? I got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all my subject reference books for FOC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahahahahaha!!! Jealous?? ^___________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our first Biology yesterday and we were exploring the Microscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked through the objective lens and saw the structure of Villus and lumen under the microscope, I remembered what I used to tell my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'People thinks Physics is easier then Biology cause in Physics you see things happening with your naked eyes and then find out how it happened. But in Biology, most of the things you can't see with naked eyes thus you need to memorize from texts and imagine how the process occurred.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Of course, that's what I think. I might be wrong. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slide with a tiny red dot was what I took. And the tiny red dot looked looked nothing like a tiny red dot under the microscope. I realized that, if I ever took Physics, I would've never had the chance to use the microscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to see pictures in text books, all those pictures translated from another person's view. It might be the same thing that you're looking at, but the feeling when you're looking at the specimen with your own eyes, that is a totally new experience which I believe I'm gonna enjoy from now onwards. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-3469684114057758310?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3469684114057758310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-busy-day.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/3469684114057758310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/3469684114057758310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-busy-day.html' title='Busy busy day'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sg6D3JRKDoI/AAAAAAAABfM/1Lqaej1wzyw/s72-c/shiki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-582397800341602453</id><published>2009-05-12T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SgrLli6LrhI/AAAAAAAABe8/VmeZYL2ADHs/s1600-h/kaname.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SgrLli6LrhI/AAAAAAAABe8/VmeZYL2ADHs/s200/kaname.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335300554460212754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Posted on 13th May&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; (I'm too lazy to cut and paste it all over again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Listening to: Akatsuki no Kuruma ~FictionJunction YUUKA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the late updates!!! So here is a summary of my school's Lower Six Orientation throughout these 3 days. I think its a little too long to be a 'summary' so I shall make this as short as possible =) (I very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;long breath&lt;/span&gt; one =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;DAY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the teacher lectured us for so long about discipline, school rules and all of us were actually kinda forced to proclaim our loyalties to the school, therefore I shall try my best not to spew my annoyance and my dislikes about the school that I now '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;' so much. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets talk about my first day of orientation. I'm sure everybody else that were sitting in the same hall with me yesterday will describe the whole thing with only one word: BORINGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;Talks after talks and that was the only thing we did yesterday. Sat on the 100++ years old chair in the auditorium the whole day, pretending that we were paying full attention to the teachers with our minds wondering away in somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually that was not really the only thing we did. Had some hmm~ ice-breaking sessions organized by the senior. And, it was.... not a really interesting event, but OK larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SgmGkMM27UI/AAAAAAAABes/L_uaHNBwkO0/s1600-h/orientation+day+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SgmGkMM27UI/AAAAAAAABes/L_uaHNBwkO0/s400/orientation+day+1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334943189905632578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a picture of my beloved principal when he was delivering his speech. (Ignore the Pikachu) The two round creatures down there is obviously, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(more like Tracy and Junni thou) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the students =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drawing courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://aventurinne.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tracy Chung&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the first few hours, we finally had recess at 10.25a.m. (The time that all of us were looking forward to. Finally we can take some fresh air) The canteen was, lets say, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very big difference&lt;/span&gt; compared to the one in my formal school. When my friends and I went into the canteen, we had free sauna. To save ourselves from dehydrating, we dashed out of the canteen as soon as we finished our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tell you! Those afternoon session brats that were in the classrooms above the canteen were actually yelling 'KAKAK&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;' as we headed back to the auditorium. KAKAK MY FOOT! I felt like taking off my shoes and just throw it towards them. HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the talks continued. One thing that I don't really like is that they kept telling us that we Lower Sixers are suppose to set a role model for those boys in the secondary schools. This is true but just like what my friend said: '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are here to study, not to babysit&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;DAY 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The second day was slightly better. (Finally some smiling teachers and teachers that actually knows how to joke.) First thing that was taught today was the school song, lead by Mr Leong (the smiley teacher. His smile was so wide that you could see his perfect set of teeth) and a few choir boys. The school song was pretty fun. I just don't understand why the former school boys could not sing the song but could only yell out some of the lyrics a.k.a the school name. (The school name only appeared 5 times in the school song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecture on Physics and Maths by Mr Chin (If I'm not wrong) was the best lecture we had in 2 days. Funny teacher but I heard rumours that the students don't actually like him that much. And there was one female teacher that pops out to introduce herself and she was like the combination of my former Chemistry and Modern Maths teacher (Miss Chong and Pn Ang). She was the only jolly female teacher that I saw so far. Ahh~ How I wish she'll be teaching me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chin was saying : 'Our school's Pn Kwan is a really good maths teacher. If she cannot solve the maths question. It must be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt; question.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me of last year when we were saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'If Yip cannot solve a question, its a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARD&lt;/span&gt; question. If Eexin couldn't solve a question, its a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY HARD &lt;/span&gt;question. If Sokwai couldn't solve a question, its a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt; question.' XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, he too said that: 'If Newton never investigated how the apple fell from the tree, all of you wouldn't have to study these complicated stuffs anymore'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy: 'Why Newton wasn't hungry back then and just eat that freggin apple?'&lt;br /&gt;Kaylynn: 'Why wasn't Newton sitting under the DURIAN tree??'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day,we found out that Mr Chin's definition of 'MATHS' was, 'Maths is like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;, it can be simple and complicated at the same time.' (As quoted from the internet of some brilliant person that came up with this idea.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, just realized that we don't have text books in Form 6. Only revision books. And according to Eexin, one of the author of Oxford Fajar Maths revision book, Mr Johnathan Wong is actually Kayee's lecturer in Singapore. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;DAY 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, the orientation days were getting better and better. (They thank God they got better) So today, its was more on introducing clubs and societies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylynn told me that we actually passes by '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Great Wall of China&lt;/span&gt;' every morning!!! o.O  The Great Wall of China is actually the whole gang of prefects that crowds at the assembly ground, forming somehow a little path for the students to pass through and back to their respective classrooms. Well maybe you don't get the idea but its just like going through the metal detector in airports just that this 'metal detector' is slightly longer and its made up of humans. Get it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The library teacher was promoting the Board of Librarians and she said a few things that somehow, was an overstatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'As you can see, the chairs in the library are very old. I think XXX is the only school with such old chairs. They're antiques and please don't steal them cause they can fetch a very high price.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOI&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;MGS&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; has those antique chairs too. &lt;/span&gt;Walau&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; they totally forgot about their sister school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was also one senior that said something like this when they were promoting their club:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'As you can see, we have stage plays every year and I believe that we are the only school in Ip&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; that has stage play every year.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello, now &lt;/span&gt;SMI&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is not a school is it? If &lt;/span&gt;SMI&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is not having stage plays then what were they doing all these years? Circus??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh and when the head perfect was promoting Prefectorial Board, he started his speech with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Prefectorial Board is NOT under the GBP (Gabungan Badan Pelajar). It is on its own and not under the involvement of GBP.' *death glare from Beh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;A/N: The GBP is a society that consists of all the heads of societies, games, uniform bodies etc. Therefore, GBP actually is in charge of the co-curricular activities or something like that. And it is considered the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coolest&lt;/span&gt; club (According to Beh, the president of GBP) cause it is actually the leader of all leaders. And as you see from the Head Prefect's statement, we can say that the Prefectorial Board is actually trying to declare its independence from GBP. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Amanda you're gonna loveeee this. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE LOWER SIXERS HAD WATCHED A GAY STAGE PLAY TODAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was MADSOC's (the music and drama club) turn to promote their club and they actually asked us to give the 2 guys on the stage a theme so they could demo a play in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 GUYS &lt;/span&gt;on stage and the first thing we lower sixers came up with was: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A GAY PROPOSAL&lt;/span&gt;. And let me tell you both of them were so good, until their performance sent the girls screaming and laughing in excitement. (I'm beginning to think that girls actually like these stuffs.) No nudity was involved BUT! Their conversation was screaming YAOI! A little hint on those that do not understand the word YAOI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'So, your house or my house tonight??'&lt;br /&gt;'Tonight my house, tomorrow yours.'&lt;br /&gt;'Do you have the stamina?? The others get tired easily.'&lt;br /&gt;'Well, I'm different.'&lt;br /&gt;'I can see that, cause you just said that you love me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Nosebleed, pulse going wild*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO!!!! I love the MADSOC team. They know what the audience want to see XDDD Ahh~ totally reminds me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Junjou Romantica&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the club promos, we also had a very interesting teacher to speak to us. He is a motivator and his story was so touching that I almost cried. I don't think its polite for me to tell his story here but listening to his every single word, every single emotion that was in his story, makes me think that: If a person like him survived STPM, why not me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, the dilemma. See, I'm having difficulties in choosing various clubs and societies. (We all do) Since the co-curricular activities marks are 'quite important', I'll have to wave my peaceful and relaxing Form 6 life bye-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's day is next Monday and I'm selected as one of the MCs.=(  &lt;strike&gt;Screw you Beh.&lt;/strike&gt; Will try my best. And now I'm thinking a way to speak so that the boys will not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boo sama saya&lt;/span&gt; next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: After almost half-a-year of communication through typing, I found out that I get tried easily after talking in school. If that is not enough to torture me, now there is one bloody ulcer in my mouth at the gums. Ouch man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm uber happy when I saw this mail in my mailbox yesterday. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SgrSoqJQn9I/AAAAAAAABfE/ngIWF8GDXAI/s1600-h/DSC02874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SgrSoqJQn9I/AAAAAAAABfE/ngIWF8GDXAI/s400/DSC02874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335308304523501522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At least now I know there are people that don't look at my bloody Moral grade to offer me a chance to get a scholarship. I don't mind if I don't get it. Just glad that there's some people out there that actually recognizes my efforts. =) Yiwen! Lets ganbatte together! Must start refreshing those facts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only been in school in 3 days and I'll be attending a little meeting tomorrow morning. Life's not fair man. But what to do? Sigh~ Must leave good impression tomorrow. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-582397800341602453?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/582397800341602453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/orientation-days.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/582397800341602453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/582397800341602453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/orientation-days.html' title='Orientation Days'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SgrLli6LrhI/AAAAAAAABe8/VmeZYL2ADHs/s72-c/kaname.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-9018495869969286667</id><published>2009-05-09T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy, I love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SgaFMvBZdRI/AAAAAAAABec/WR0PLkAzA74/s1600-h/kobato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SgaFMvBZdRI/AAAAAAAABec/WR0PLkAzA74/s200/kobato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334097262494184722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Listening to: ARIA ~Kalafina~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;First of all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;              HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Your love for us is deeper then the Earth's core. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Your sacrifice for us is more then we can ever repay of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm not a filial daughter. Cause I haven't gotten anything for my mom. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You see, its hard to satisfy my mom. She's not a person that will go all jolly over a new handphone, a new bag, or a new car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well there was once daddy got her a handphone and she didn't like that model so it ended up with my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mommy always says 'I can afford my own handphone. Its not that I don't have money. Your daddy don't have to go through all the troubles to get a new one for me.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So as you can see, she's a very independent person. That is why getting her presents on Mother's Day and her birthday is VERY VERY hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She used to tell us that she'll be happy if we lessen her burden on house chores and listen to her nagging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So yeah, I think I shall go and do the house chores later. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I.AM.SO.GLAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its my 101st post and its not about school!!!! Joy! *dance around like the Banana Man in Plurk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh yea, the JPA scholarship result was out a few days ago and I must say eventhough I have nothing to do with it, I'm absolutely very happy with my friends that got it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So far, from what I've heard &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Eexin, Nazreen, Fadilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Sokwai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; got the scholarship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It doesn't matter where you guys will be going or how far is it. I send you my best regards and hopefully, I can go to the country that you'll be going to and visit you there. *beams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So do invite me over to your house and prepare accommodation, breakfast, lunch and dinner (maybe supper and tea), and take me on a tour around the place eh? Oh wait, maybe the whole Europe! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh yeah, I wanna watch the Olympics in the stadium itself. So yeah, get the tickets for me also. Bwahahahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ok, enough with the wild fantasy. See the rabbit up there?? *pokes at the countdown clock*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its less then 24 hours before I set my ass into ACS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*Sirens going wild* *Humans running around screaming*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW AH!!!! I HAVE NO SCHOOL SHOES!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bah, nevermind. I'll think of a way later. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yesterday I found out from Sokwai that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;no sling bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; are allowed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So we're suppose to bring huge bags with air inside?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(As quoted from Sokwai)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What's wrong with sling bags? Its still a bag right? Bah, I shall just clear my tennis bag and bring it to school tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh wait, better still, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;no need to bring any bags at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;! HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*Clears throat* Ehem. Sorry, I'm getting more and more anxious. I think I'm getting delusional. Ahh I feel like singing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Lacrimosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Lacrimoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is the only word to describe what I'm feeling now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The only thing I look forward to, is Tracy's Brownies that she baked this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OK I know this is totally wrong but still! I've been telling everyone school starts on Monday Monday Monday, never realized that its actually tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;See how unprepared am I for school??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Somebody needs to slap me and tell me to accept the fact that tomorrow morning is school already!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think this is the last time I'll be fussing about school. No more starting tomorrow. You guys reading this must be sick of me blogging (and Plurking) this in every single post right?? HAHA! Sowieeee and thanks for listening to my rumbles. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ahh~ I'm hungry. Off for my pau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hopefully I get to blog about my first day of school tomorrow! Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh yeah forgot to mention. Eventhough I've been stuck at home onlining, I still get to make lotsa new friends! Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;, for the days where we always go out together and watch movies! Never expect that we'll end up working at TGV together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Veena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;, for lets see.... asking me Chemistry and Biology questions and crack our brains to get the answer eventhoughwe are a few longitudes apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;, helping me hunt for Form 6 tuition centres (and being my tuition partner! Too bad I can't sit next to you on Monday =P)&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Liz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;, fangirling over anime and Kaname together. (Go and watch FMA now!) XDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Amanda Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;, who I don't see her often in Plurk cause she'll be busy doing assignments and watching American Idol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;, for sharing gossips on Amanda and school life with the Hokkien accent.(Oops) and many others that helped me get over my boring life staying at home. =&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; Arigatou Gozaimashita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-9018495869969286667?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/9018495869969286667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/mommy-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/9018495869969286667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/9018495869969286667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/mommy-i-love-you.html' title='Mommy, I love you.'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SgaFMvBZdRI/AAAAAAAABec/WR0PLkAzA74/s72-c/kobato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-7770732932475798665</id><published>2009-05-07T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much, too many</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I've many reasons to celebrate this post.&lt;br /&gt;#1: Its my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;100&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; post! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;~ time flies.&lt;br /&gt;#2: It might be my final post before school starts again. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;#3: It marks the end of my paradise days. Wails.&lt;br /&gt;#4: Its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kasturi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday today! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Happie&lt;/span&gt; Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;#5: Its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kahmun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday tomorrow! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Happie&lt;/span&gt; Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;#6: It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Thomas&lt;/span&gt;' birthday on Monday! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Happie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Birthday!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Serves you right for bullying me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been busy with tuition and stuffs. But mostly tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my tuition timetable for this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Monday~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karate and Violin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I cannot believe that only 4 subjects, FOUR is enough to drive me crazy. Even with excluding PA tuition, my whole week is almost occupied by tuition. =__________= At least I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kaylynn&lt;/span&gt; to share my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sufferings&lt;/span&gt; with. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think that I was thinking of taking up Physics too. What was I thinking seriously??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hottest topic lately -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Form 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm VERY proud to announce that with only 3 more days left *pokes at the countdown clock* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;YUKANA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strike&gt;HAS NOT&lt;/strike&gt; HAS DONE &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A LITTLE&lt;/span&gt; BACK-TO-SCHOOL PREPARATIONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! I believe I'm not the only one that has not gotten the shoes, books, stationery and etc okay? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; As you can see from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Plurk&lt;/span&gt;, I feel reluctant to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its not because of the few lines that states that if you don't go back to school next Monday, you'll be considered that you forfeit your place in Form 6, I would really rather stay at home and sleep instead of going for the orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;~ maybe I should skip other days instead. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; I'll go Monday, and skip the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;Lets just see if I really dare to do that. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH!!! And I actually dyed my hair black. ='( I really wanna cry seriously. My hair looks FAKE now. Curse the person who made the rule that says 'Students that go Form 6 must have black hair'. It kinda makes me feel that I'm wearing a wig. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Chemistry tuition and let me tell you, I absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;adore&lt;/span&gt; my tuition teacher. Let me tell you a few things that my tuition teacher, Mr Chin, always says. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: 'You all ah! Very terrible one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Yalah&lt;/span&gt;, we know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; so you don't have to say that like every 5 seconds.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: 'If like that how can I expect my students to be a Nobel Prize winner?? You all don't think, how to discover new stuffs?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nobel PEACE Prize can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#3: 'Like that also you cannot answer? How you guys score 15As, 16As? Malaysia must have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; genius.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;~ We don't even know that we're genius! Thanks for telling us that. =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4: 'I think I won't see the day when one of my students get a Nobel Prize. If one of my student get the prize after I died, I'll be so happy to jump out of my grave and scream 'THAT'S MY STUDENT!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amen. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;touchwood, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;* Just remember to don't scare your neighbours when you jump out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#5: 'I'm not trying to be sarcastic, I'm just telling you guys the truth.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OUCH! The truth really hurts. A lot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#6: 'How can you don't know how to answer this question? You are coming for tuition, not school. So you think school is tuition and  tuition is school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;larh&lt;/span&gt;?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(School has not started yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;larh&lt;/span&gt;! But that's basically what everyone is doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;larh&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT] &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#7: 'You all so stone one lah! Like that also you cannot think already??' (He means 'Why are you so straight-forward?' Or something like that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks Kaylynn for reminding. =) That's like his favourite phrase! Makes us feel like we're really turning into statues.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to tell the truth, I really like this old man. He's sarcastic (although he denies it) but he's good. He's the first teacher that made me felt like a total idiot in class. Not to mention that I've felt stupid enough already. But the way he speaks,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;walau&lt;/span&gt;. I really dare not speak to this old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT] After our Chemistry tuition, I took Yiwen's car home but her car was parked at the other street and it was quite far. (The sky was pretty dark and the roads were half-deserted) And then our savior appeared! Kaylynn with her mom's&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; new shiny VIOS&lt;/span&gt;. We went 'Waa~~' at the sight of her car. 'Wah you're driving &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a VIOS&lt;/span&gt; ah?' When she drove us to the other side of the street both of us were yelling 'Eh don't go through the small alley. Becareful of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the VIOS&lt;/span&gt; its quite a big car' 'Eh look out for that rubbish bin! Don't bang &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the VIOS&lt;/span&gt; to it ah!' 'Wah, your mom really trust &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the VIOS&lt;/span&gt; to you eh?' XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next my Biology tuition teacher, Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Khor&lt;/span&gt;. Nothing really special about him. But he's one funny teacher. Funny as in funny lame but at the same time the way he speaks makes people laugh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Warning:&lt;/span&gt; The following below is just a random rant. But if you insist of reading it I hereby declare that I shall not bear any responsibilities to any eye injuries caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I went back to school to certify my Form 6 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;surat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;tawaran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (Yes you need to certify that) Forgot to print out the original printed copy of the letter and the library photostat machine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;brokedown&lt;/span&gt;. (Later found out from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Pn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Jamnah&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT WAS NOT BROKEN AT ALL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Fornicationundertheconsentoftheking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; those Form 1 that don't know how to function the photostat machine.) Went to a photocopy shop nearby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;AMC&lt;/span&gt;; went back to school again; get the copies cop; the lady didn't do it properly so the mark was vague; asked her to cop it again; she bloody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;PHOTOSTATED&lt;/span&gt; another copy for me and cop the later one; waited for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Datin&lt;/span&gt; (I was told that she ends her class at 1.20p.m); checked the teacher's timetable; found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Datin's&lt;/span&gt; name and realized that she was teaching in 5S1 which ends class at bloody 1.50 p.m; went out to buy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Teh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Ais&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cause mom couldn't stand the hot weather; got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Form 6 skirt at a shop next to the coffee shop; went back to school again.&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was partly (no, make that mostly) my fault and it took me 1 whole hour to get my 2 miserable document certified. =X And I couldn't get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt; on time to meet up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Jiafoong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Sokwai&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Jiafoong&lt;/span&gt;!!!! ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! I felt much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so drained out now. Hopefully my 101st post will be something else other then school. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy I love you! Thanks for the Kara no Kyoukai movie! *muaks* =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't wanna go to school =''(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-7770732932475798665?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7770732932475798665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/too-much-too-many.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7770732932475798665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7770732932475798665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/too-much-too-many.html' title='Too much, too many'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-8717999257317421011</id><published>2009-05-01T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thus, a new chapter has begun</title><content type='html'>My day started with a wake-up call from Tracy. (Thanks Tracy!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee at Black Canyon was refreshing. Mom dropped me at JJ's police hut cause the autopay machine officially starts collecting money today. Had to walk all the way to Black Canyon under the hot sun. Bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched X-Men Origins: Wolverine today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sfr2iflPDLI/AAAAAAAABdU/ot7IrM9V3DU/s1600-h/allarchivez.blogspot.com-x-men-origins-wolverine-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sfr2iflPDLI/AAAAAAAABdU/ot7IrM9V3DU/s400/allarchivez.blogspot.com-x-men-origins-wolverine-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330844181400063154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome movie! Can't stop drooling over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hugh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jackman.&lt;/span&gt; He was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene I liked best was when Logan was escaping the faculty totally NAKED! He jumped from the top of a waterfall and ran straight into the barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think we have a naked man in our barn.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are right grandma, you have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;naked &lt;/span&gt;AND a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;totally sexy&lt;/span&gt; man in your barn. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh OH! And the scene where Logan kinda showed his 'middle finger'. HAHA! Watch the show and you'll get what I mean. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was awesome throughout the show thanks to Harry Gregson-Williams, Halli Cauthery and Christopher Willis. The graphics was good, although some parts appear not very convincing. If you want actions, you definitely get it in this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miserable thing that happened to us was, the air-con broke down. Cinema 1-4 all air-con broke down. Only Cinema 5 &amp;amp; 6 were functioning. So basically Amanda, Ah Siang and me (together with other patrons) got a nice movie + free sauna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, the ladies' toilet was down. Since I had a HUGE cup of coffee during lunch, half-way through the show my bladder was at its storage limit. The nearest ladies' is like 1 km away and if I went to the JJ's toilet, I would've missed quite a lot of the show. And then, I made a VERY crucial decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went into the men's toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! I'm so so so so so so so VERY VERY sorry but it was an emergency! So I had the couple a.k.a Beevee and Thomas to keep watch outside the toilet, in case any guys walked in and discovered a girl was in a guy's toilet. If that happens, I don't think I'll be able to set foot in TGV ever again for the rest of my life. So embarrassing man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/span&gt; Oh and I forgot to mention. There was this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guy with spiky hair&lt;/span&gt; that was sitting in front of me and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;his spiky hair&lt;/span&gt; totally ruined my mood. Its like a suddenly a patch of a overgrown weed in a middle of a vast green field? You get what I mean? Oh probably you don't but seriously! I felt like pouring water over his &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gelled spiky hair&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was&lt;/span&gt; so disturbing! Blocking my view and all.(Its not that I wanted to be born SHORT) Well if you are to sit at the most back row its ok but it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT OK&lt;/span&gt; if you're not! Maybe you should consider styling back your hair after the show??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling totally lazy after the movies cause I was about to have my maths tuition after the movies. Maths tuition was ok larh. Did questions after questions to start up my rusting and long-left brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Kahmun's descriptions, the tuition centre was situated in a very old building. The room is very dusty and the teacher uses a blackboard. Never sit at the back rows cause when it rains, the ceiling leaks. And the worse of all,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; NO AIR-CON&lt;/span&gt;. So my brain automatically generated a picture similar to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sfr5Cy4l_hI/AAAAAAAABdc/I7_WOMMpwGs/s1600-h/Haunted-House-2-The-Extended-Version.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sfr5Cy4l_hI/AAAAAAAABdc/I7_WOMMpwGs/s400/Haunted-House-2-The-Extended-Version.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330846935360601618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, its not really THAT bad but I swear I could smell the chalk particles in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions given by Mr Goh was not really that tough. Maybe because he was only teaching the BASICS and has not reach the HELL yet. Mr Goh is a retired teacher and he used to teach in MGS. He has grey hairs just like other teachers and he definitely prefer to use his fingers to rub the blackboard then the duster. By the end of the class, his fingers ended up like the chalk itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow had to go back cause its actually 2 lessons per week. So total 4 hours of maths tuition in a week. Kahmun concluded that we'll have to finish our homework by Friday night cause in the future we might be having Co-curricular activities on Saturday mornings so we won't have extra time to finish the homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; IMAGINE &lt;/span&gt;how miserable my life will be in like 2 weeks time. Filled with tuition and school work. Just thinking of it makes me feel like slopping into bed and sleep as if nothing happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I have no intentions to dye black my hair .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY LABOUR DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your effort! We appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mandy, welcome back. Black Canyon sure had a big garden eh?? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[EDIT] I didn't get the IPTA. Now what should I do? No JPA, no matric, NS 3rd batch. So God, you think you have a better path for me? A better path besides Form 6? I wish you can make them chuck me into Matric. I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-8717999257317421011?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8717999257317421011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/thus-new-chapter-has-begun.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8717999257317421011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8717999257317421011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/thus-new-chapter-has-begun.html' title='Thus, a new chapter has begun'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sfr2iflPDLI/AAAAAAAABdU/ot7IrM9V3DU/s72-c/allarchivez.blogspot.com-x-men-origins-wolverine-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-1328860212774003097</id><published>2009-04-29T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One step closer</title><content type='html'>Mom was asking me to drive today cause she wants me to get used to the road asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not like she's gonna let me drive alone soon anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mom dragged me off the chair to go to her friend's house for her assignment discussion. And we went to Benjamin's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bowwowdoggie.blogspot.com/2009/02/excitement.html#comments"&gt;Benjamin&lt;/a&gt; was the guy that I worked with in TGV last time and he prank called me twice in two days and is currently serving his sentence for prank calling me in PLKN Selama camp. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and it seems like he was being a good boy in camp so he'll be coming out of jail on 6th May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, he'll be going UTAR so he was allowed to dismiss from camp earlier. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a little talk with Mr Paul, Benji's father. He's a nice and funny guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: 'So what do you plan to do in the future?'&lt;br /&gt;Me: 'Forensic Science'&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: 'I thought your mother wants you to be a doctor?? She said you wanted to be a doctor??'&lt;br /&gt;Me: '=________=''' '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later I found out that Mr Paul likes to assume things. He even submitted the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rayuan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matriculasi &lt;/span&gt;online form for Benji even though his son did not apply for it. He said 'See lah, if kena then go lorh!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I say? What a jovial uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we were talking, he told me his experience of joining the Forensic Medical team 20 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was saying that the first time he saw a distorted corpse, he couldn't sleep for a week cause once he closed his eyes, the first thing he saw was the same distorted face again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary. He told me how bad the crime scene smelt especially if the corpse was left for quite a long time; told me how the maggots jumped onto his shirt when they were doing an autopsy; how the other medical assistants fainted and puked at the crime scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was LOL-ing throughout the whole chat cause uncle was really humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'After 2-3 weeks, when you see the body, you can tell them '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eh, you wait ah, I makan first&lt;/span&gt;' and you can just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eat beside the body&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sometimes, its not the pathologist that cuts open the body. We have to do the job.'&lt;br /&gt;'Why?'&lt;br /&gt;'Cause sometimes they faint before we do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You know, we ask those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chinese &lt;/span&gt;bomoh (or sami. I can't really remember) to say prayers. So when they're doing their job, we'll ask them to clear out the other spirits that is in the mortuary. Can kill two birds with one stone.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sometimes when we open up the black plastic, the head will be missing. So we ask the police '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mana kepala&lt;/span&gt;?' Then the police will go and bring the head that was accidentally detached from the body. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Tertinggal dekat jeep larh!&lt;/span&gt;' '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Later when you're quite experienced with your work, those newbies will go and stand at the front. And we people will stand at the back, waiting for police to do their job and meanwhile, help to catch those people that fainted.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because I have a wild imagination so whenever Mr. Paul was telling me how was it like back then when he carried out his job I'll be laughing loud like mad. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me one thing that I'll never be able to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'I had fun when I was working there for 2 years. Every case is different so you'll never get bored of it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Mr Paul worked with the best people last time and I was really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; lucky that I let my mom drag me to Benji's house. Or else, I'd never know how is it really like, working as a forensic scientist in the future. (Uncle did tell me that maybe forensic science is different, since he was working with forensic medical last time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the little chat I had with uncle Paul, I can say that my mind is 80% set to study Forensics in the future. (Although it sounds pretty gross but I think I can cope with it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Paul is an experienced medical assistant and his wife is a Sister in the hospital. Guess what's Benji's ambition.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He wants to be a CHEF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How different. But let me tell you, he actually refused to study for his PMR cause back then he thinks that Science and other subjects has nothing to do with Culinary Arts. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-1328860212774003097?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1328860212774003097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-step-closer.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1328860212774003097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1328860212774003097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-step-closer.html' title='One step closer'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-6531408310876442035</id><published>2009-04-24T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazily cute furry creatures *Nosebleed*</title><content type='html'>Tracy Chung sent a few MMS to me a few days ago and I nosebleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST LOOK AT THESE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHO-KAWAII FURRY LITTLE CREATURES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SfKegZEgtcI/AAAAAAAABcE/GH6OP0clcyw/s1600-h/DSC01050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SfKegZEgtcI/AAAAAAAABcE/GH6OP0clcyw/s400/DSC01050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328495588455527874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first glance, I was like, 'Oh, its a dog plushie.' (Can't blame me, I was watching CLANNAD) After a few seconds, I came to my senses and my brain was practically yelling '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITS A REAL PUPPY YOU DOINK!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was practically imagining the puppy in my hands and I was holding it as close as possible near my chest, squeezing the breath out of that cute little thing! (Thank God the puppy was not there. Might have died you know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't the picture makes you go '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aww~~~&lt;/span&gt;'. I was holding my phone and went '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KYAAAAA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;!'-ing at it. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(In other words, I was yelling at my phone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SfKegdmzxNI/AAAAAAAABb8/zHQvKyupuEg/s1600-h/DSC01062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SfKegdmzxNI/AAAAAAAABb8/zHQvKyupuEg/s400/DSC01062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328495589673125074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SfKegO9lfXI/AAAAAAAABb0/q9J8AzVUGYI/s1600-h/DSC01051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SfKegO9lfXI/AAAAAAAABb0/q9J8AzVUGYI/s400/DSC01051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328495585742126450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GAH! How can this be possible??? How can a cute thing like this actually exist?! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Faints&lt;/span&gt;* (p/s: This is actually my first time going all crazy over a real dog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I think that was a little too much. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dabs away the blood&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SfKegdCvFAI/AAAAAAAABcM/ugZERhBqwGw/s1600-h/3500626_f8bb2f481944b2537426e63242b2b727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SfKegdCvFAI/AAAAAAAABcM/ugZERhBqwGw/s400/3500626_f8bb2f481944b2537426e63242b2b727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328495589521822722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this bunny cute?? This is actually June's rabbit. The name's Oreo. (Nice to meet you Oreo!!!) A little fat but I figures that maybe its just the fur. AHH!~ So fluffy!!!! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goes into daydream mode&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June! I wanna go to your house someday! (To play with Oreo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the animals! HAHA! I'm really gonna nosebleed if I see more of this cute little creatures. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got my 'P' licence today. And my first task? Drive to Stadium Indera Mulia. Heaven knows how FAR is UK to the stadium. (p/s: Its actually just Ulu Kinta. Not like THAT UK) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Almost bang into a motorcyclist&lt;/span&gt; (I'M suppose to go first but that guy was speeding so mom says must '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let them go first&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;strike&gt;my ass&lt;/strike&gt; cause there are 2 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;large red P stickers&lt;/span&gt; sticking to the car) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and a car&lt;/span&gt; (That car was reversing and the driver didn't notice that I was passing by behind him. Kinda panicked and forgot to honk. GAH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good? Not really. I need more practice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-6531408310876442035?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6531408310876442035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/crazily-cute-furry-creatures-nosebleed.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/6531408310876442035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/6531408310876442035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/crazily-cute-furry-creatures-nosebleed.html' title='Crazily cute furry creatures *Nosebleed*'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SfKegZEgtcI/AAAAAAAABcE/GH6OP0clcyw/s72-c/DSC01050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-5656009700583219748</id><published>2009-04-21T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last post on Matriculation</title><content type='html'>Owh kay. I know I'm very annoying, keep repeating on the same things again and again. Last one. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROMISE&lt;/span&gt; you guys. After this, no more on Matriculation. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will you guys hear me out for the very last time?? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went back to school to certify certs and had a little chat with Datin Mungit. And guess what, she told me quite a lot of things about Matriculation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apperently, Datin Mungit herself used to mark Matricultion papers and also STPM papers. Her son made it into UPM after doing Matric. He got in after he appealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to post this cause hopefully it'll somehow help a little if everyone knows a little about how things work in Matric. So for now I shall summerize the Pros of Matric in point forms so that it won't strain your poor eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;# 1: Matriculation is a one year program.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means, when you get out of matric and enters local uni, your friends will still be doing Form 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#2: The exam system is similar to University. It goes by semesters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one semester, you go exam. After the exam you do the next semester, and then you go for another exam. During your second exam, you only need to concentrate on studying the things you learn during your second semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: Marking system is more &lt;span id="query" class="query"&gt;lenient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; compared to STPM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In STPM, every word counts. If you missed the keyword, you can kiss that mark goodbye. Matric? Well, I can just say that it's much much more &lt;span id="query" class="query"&gt;lenient&lt;/span&gt;. Something like as long as the point is there, you get your marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#4: In cocuricular activities, your level of participation will either be State level, or National Level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain. Since there's only one Matric centre in a state, which means when you play against your fellow Matric mates in Matric, you're actually playing a STATE level competition. If you get to represent your centre and play against other Matric students from other centres, you're playing in a NATIONAL level competition. Get it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#5: You're guranteed to get into local university after doing your Matric programme. (But not nessesary the degree or the Uni that you desire *wink*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah that's so DUH. Need no furthur explainations here. But if you're very sure which local university that you wanna go after this, it is suggested that you do Matric instead of Form 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6: In Matric, you only study what's gonna come out in the exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The syllabus in Matric is the same as Form 6. Just that when you do it in sems, those 3 thick books that weight like 3 Kgs each seems much easier to cover. In Matric, lecturers will emphasise on chapters that are more important and has a higher posibillaty will come out during exams. Yeah this sounds like a short-cut and unfair but hey? Who says life is fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, some advice from Datin Mungit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you get accepted into Matric, just go for it&lt;/span&gt;. If you're VERY sure that your family will not be able to send you to overseas Uni, just do Matric. But for those that wanna go (and is sure to go) overseas uni, don't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt; take Matric. Go for STPM instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: In STPM, students are required to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;study &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONSTANTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Which means only those students that can sit down and study for hours are encouraged to enter Form 6. If you're like me, easily distracted, jumps up and down all the time, do last minute studies, thinks fun &gt; studies, please, go and appeal for Matric now. Life in Matric is also very hectic. Just that the hectic life ends in a blink of an eye. When you realize, one year has passed and whoala! You'll be preparing to start your university life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Study hard&lt;/span&gt;. In both STPM and Matric. (But of course, STPM will be tougher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For extra info, you can refer to Lawrence's reply in the &lt;a href="http://bowwowdoggie.blogspot.com/2009/04/survival-of-fittest.html#comments"&gt;post below&lt;/a&gt;. The main disadvantage about Matric is, its not recognized worldwide. But what I've found out is, you can take A-Levels too even though you're doing Form 6 or Matric or other Pre-Uni programme. Just register as an individual candidate and go for tuition. (If you need one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When there is a will, there is a way&lt;/span&gt;. My friend once told me: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All roads lead to Rome&lt;/span&gt;. So even though you don't get to go overseas for now, there'll still be chances for you to go out of Malaysia in the future. When the time comes, you'll get your chance. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in what you want and walk that path that you choose. Never looking back and always follow your heart. As said by Qiyen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There will always be moments&lt;br /&gt;When we grin from ear to ear&lt;br /&gt;And times when tears drop thickly onto our laps&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;As long as we stay true to our beliefs and moral values&lt;br /&gt;We will be victorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks Datin Mungit. Now I can walk my path without any doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-5656009700583219748?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5656009700583219748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-post-on-matriculation.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5656009700583219748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5656009700583219748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-post-on-matriculation.html' title='Last post on Matriculation'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-5630779235673151375</id><published>2009-04-19T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain Ball</title><content type='html'>I never knew that Captain Ball was so deadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to DR Park cause Eexin said the church that she attends to was having a picnic there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that came to mind was: DR Park-lush green fields-BALL GAMES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap-Checked&lt;br /&gt;Sports shoes-Checked&lt;br /&gt;Sports towel-Checked&lt;br /&gt;Mosquito repellent-Checked&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water-Checked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I was well prepared. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picnic started with a ball game. Captain Ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the same team with Mellissa and Lydia, and the rest of the church members which I am very sorry to say I cannot remember their names =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game started very well, with my team leading the game thanks to Mellissa as the goal. She hasn't lose her touch yet on sports. =) She kept catching the balls that we passed to her so we were somehow, invincible. XD (Don't be jealous Eexin. =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all went well for a few minutes until....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were following the ball which was flying across to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to block that ball from landing into the hands of our opponent.&lt;br /&gt;And when I was so close to grasping that ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Plop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Twist*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there goes my left ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't move it so Mellissa and another little girl dragged me to the side and sat me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole game was paused thanks to my stupid accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of the day I just sat there and watched the game. My team lost and I escaped the forfeit (or whatever you call that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think that I came all prepared to claim a victory. = ~ =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall it was fun catching up with Mellissa, it has been years since I last saw her. (Seriously I don't recall her still in MGS during Form 4) It was fun seeing Jessica, Lydia, Chin and Eexin again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get my revenge next time so if there's another Captain Ball game, please, do call me out. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But meanwhile, if you guys are having any activity this week, please don't bother informing me. I'm grounded at home for 1 week. No tennis, no Karate, no vigorous activity that requires me to use both of my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy Mommy and Glenna, you guys are right. I play too hard until I can't see accidents coming my way. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I was thinking about Matric lately. Went searching for forums on Form 6 and Matriculation. For those that are still having problem to choose &lt;a href="http://www.malaysia-students.com/2008/11/pre-u-programme-form-six-tingkatan-enam.html"&gt;Form 6&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://forum.lowyat.net/topic/1002888"&gt;Matric&lt;/a&gt;, maybe this will help you guys to decide. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-5630779235673151375?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5630779235673151375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/captain-ball.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5630779235673151375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5630779235673151375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/captain-ball.html' title='Captain Ball'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-8887063305476798289</id><published>2009-04-18T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival of the fittest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The following contents contain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;explicit language, emo contents and might offend some parties. The author will not hold any responsibilities for any damage caused, either emotionally/physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I.did.not.get.into.matriculation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many doors had been shut right at my face. Matriculation is like the last resort for me to skip Form 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I've appealed. Hopefully the rumors that goes  'You'll get it after appealing' is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if they thow me across the other side of Malaysia. I don't care if its Perlis, Sabah, Sarawak, Johor, Kelantan or even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAHANG&lt;/span&gt;. I don't care. I just wanna study, and I wanna be away from my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I'm very sick of appealing. Its like begging the government to let me study. I mean, I know very well that I'm not good enough but still, I think I'm just as capable as anyone out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, sometimes its just luck. And it seems like this year, I ran out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know very well that everyone is different. I know that I have no say in this but seriously. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you really wanna do Form 6 even if you get into Matriculation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just because you'll be far away from home?&lt;/span&gt; The time will come for you to need to be away from home. So why not learn how to be independent now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope to tell those that got accepted into Matriculation not to give up away their place in Matric so easily. You'll be &lt;s&gt;a bloody asshole and a total shit&lt;/s&gt; regretting it if you let go this chance and if, IF you didn't get your other scholarships in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. Matric guarantees a place for you in local Uni after one year. Why waste it? When you get your scholarship, then just transfer out of Matric. No harm right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, we always think that we must strive hard to get a placing in the Government. Regardless of Matric or Uni or in other stuffs. We are told to be competitive and be the best among the best in order to be able to compete with other races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm telling you. Matric is for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bumiputera&lt;/span&gt;. 90% of students are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bumiputera&lt;/span&gt; and 10% of the students are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;non-bumi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means that Chinese has to compete with other races to get a placing there. Eventually, everybody tries their best and this is no more a competition between races. This has turned into a competition among our own race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, think about it. If you don't want to go, then ask yourself, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why did I applied in the first place?&lt;/span&gt; Please think about the others that is dying to get a place there. Think about how THEY feel when fucking know that they're just missed a hair's breadth chance of studying there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'll grasp hold of the spider thread and pull the other person down. Pull him down to the hell I've gone through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;~Kuroshitsuji~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've not gone through hell but if I do, that is exactly what I'll do to the person that send me there. I'm gonna grasp on to the last shards of hope and not letting it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah! Enough with all the emo-ness. I had quite a pleasant day today. =) (Besides the fact that my parents' are constantly yelling me to do chores.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda, okairinasai! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-8887063305476798289?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8887063305476798289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/survival-of-fittest.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8887063305476798289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8887063305476798289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/survival-of-fittest.html' title='Survival of the fittest'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-5510360892209458146</id><published>2009-04-16T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoilers!!! The Fast and The Garang 4</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DID NOT&lt;/span&gt; change the title on purpose. Cause the subtitles translates The Fast and The Furious to what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pantas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Garang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sec_6Ipt4xI/AAAAAAAABbs/eod0JAgWQqU/s1600-h/4226824223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sec_6Ipt4xI/AAAAAAAABbs/eod0JAgWQqU/s400/4226824223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325295352376320786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that the movie was cool. The plot is predictable, quite similar to the other F&amp;amp;F movies. But the cars. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! The&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; CARS!!!! &lt;/span&gt;Those are like the only things that shines in the movie. Well if you don't like the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CARS&lt;/span&gt; you might like the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hot Girls&lt;/span&gt; in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that cool sports cars goes with hot girls. Is it because girls like men that owns a sports car??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On well back to the show, the part that I enjoyed the most, I must say, is the speeding in the tunnel part. Gosh I really loved that part &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;! I guess I liked the way all those cars sped in the narrow tunnel with only a little gap in between their cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;~ How I wish I can drive like them. Yeah I shall dream on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt relief that I know how to drive a manual car cause its like all the sports car works manually! Maybe there will be a day when I get my hands on a sports car. Then I'll be able to drive it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! I shall go to sleep early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What surprised me most was, there was a chasing scene between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;O'Conner&lt;/span&gt; and some bad guy and guess what, they actually put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TVXQ's&lt;/span&gt; Rising Sun as the background music! Yeah it was a SUPER OLD song but still. Very surprised. o.O &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jiafoong&lt;/span&gt; almost jumped out of the seat when she recognized the song. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;convo&lt;/span&gt; in the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent: 'But Sir!' (Blood trickling down from his nose)&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Stasiak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (was it him?): 'Go clean up yourself.'&lt;br /&gt;Agent: 'BUT!!!....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Stasiak&lt;/span&gt;: 'You're dirtying my floor with your blood.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LMAO&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I laughed as if I was the only one in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think Chin feel in love with Vin Diesel after watching the movie. He does have a nice build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Letty died, I was so shocked and didn't realized that I actually asked out loud 'It has been less then 30 minutes and she DIED?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the poster, she looks very important. Ah of course she was important, her death started the whole cat-and-mouse-chase. Without her death, there is no movie. Had to admit, she was pretty cool in the opening scene. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;rewatch&lt;/span&gt; the other movies too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! Addicted to cars after getting my P licence. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-5510360892209458146?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5510360892209458146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/spoilers-fast-and-garang-4.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5510360892209458146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5510360892209458146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/spoilers-fast-and-garang-4.html' title='Spoilers!!! The Fast and The Garang 4'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sec_6Ipt4xI/AAAAAAAABbs/eod0JAgWQqU/s72-c/4226824223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-1523586375438285185</id><published>2009-04-15T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An uber jubilant day</title><content type='html'>First thing's first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YUKANA PASSED HER DRIVING RE-TEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hallelujah! There will be no need of a re-re-test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very close call for me thou. Just passed. XD It was drizzling when I took my test but fortunately, everything went quite well for me. I can just say that I was lucky to pass even though I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mati-engine&lt;/span&gt; 5 times. XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only compliment written on the piece of pink paper was  '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guna gear dengan lancar&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should start considering Drag Racing as a new hobby. =) I hope can get a sports car in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met the girl that took the first test with me. She was doing the same part of the re-test today. I didn't really get her name the first time we talked but today I found out that, her name is MayShan. She's from AMC and yesh Amanda, Veena, June, Tracy, your classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipoh is such a small town. She said I looked familiar. We actually went to the same Biology tuition centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipoh is OH SO, SO small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a celebration to my 'success', I went for Sushi King bash--- ROUND TWO! (Nola! It was a planned outing =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jo met Mindy and Sookmun on our way to Sushi King and walau! We talked and laughed like nobody's business, in front of TGV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up decided to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mogok&lt;/span&gt; in front of XXX College. Bring a banner, stand right in front of that college and yell 'Enter XXX College?? Why don't we go and rob instead?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!!! Had fun reminiscing Pn Nor Maria and Pn Tan. Sookmun's job and how Mindy and Sookmun managed to con customers to buy more clothes from the boutique Sookmun's working at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Sushi team consist of Tracy, Junni, Qiyen, Joanna, Kaylynn, me and Zhiying. (She was there during her lunch break)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt as if we had been there for VERY LONG but we were only there for 1 and a 1/2 hour. =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found 2 more members to the Britannia family! Tracy and Joanna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be in the Britannia family, simply change your display name in MSN. Use your own name and add a 'Vi', 'Di' or 'Li' (or any other Charles' concubine's name) Britannia at the back of your name. Then show off to your other contacts on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to use 'Li' cause I like Cornelia (Thanks to Minagawa Junko-san). And then I thought of  Euphemia. So I stick to 'Vi' instead. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went into a short emo mode again. ='( Ahh~ Lulu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of people lining at the 2 furthest ends of the conveyor belt just to grab those newly made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sushi&lt;/span&gt;s. And with Zhiying sitting with us, we had absolutely no problem grabbing those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sushi&lt;/span&gt;s that we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh Sushi King bonanza was definitely more relaxing and enjoyable with a friend working there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we billed, me at Jo was starring at this notice and was LMAO and ROFL-ing in front of the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeXZ-ISrGxI/AAAAAAAABbM/jPIix_pcKfk/s1600-h/DSC02821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeXZ-ISrGxI/AAAAAAAABbM/jPIix_pcKfk/s400/DSC02821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324901795836402450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeXbQmATlwI/AAAAAAAABbk/LwWxs2Oj0ts/s1600-h/sushi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeXbQmATlwI/AAAAAAAABbk/LwWxs2Oj0ts/s400/sushi.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324903212561700610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never forget your partner&lt;/span&gt; kay?! Sushi King is not gonna be responsible if you left your other half there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Kaylynn and I had no transport home, we followed Tracy back to the vet- Jean Veterinary Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeXZ-cmaaII/AAAAAAAABbU/RioDkYBT_R4/s1600-h/DSC02822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeXZ-cmaaII/AAAAAAAABbU/RioDkYBT_R4/s400/DSC02822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324901801287903362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the left, Tracy, and on the right Ricky! (Ah DUH!)&lt;br /&gt;Ricky had a wound on his left foreleg. He is healing from a recent operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stop singing Ricky Martin's song in front of him. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy was telling us about earmites and other worms while taking us a tour around the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kaylynn observed an earmite under a light microscope, which I am very proud to admit that I forgot how to function it. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little puppy that had a viral infection and looked like a smaller version of Marley! Sadly I don't have the picture here so check it out in&lt;a href="http://kaylynnchan91.blogspot.com/"&gt; Kaylynn's blog&lt;/a&gt;, that is if she posted the picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this electronic weighing machine in the vet that was nearby the counter. Me and Kaylynn stood on it and my conclusion: I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt; need to loose some weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last picture of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeXZ-hdapjI/AAAAAAAABbc/sODs-KtnnF0/s1600-h/DSC02827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeXZ-hdapjI/AAAAAAAABbc/sODs-KtnnF0/s400/DSC02827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324901802592347698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylynn as the mad scientist, trying to get her hands on those operation tools. See her evil grin??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/S: Qiyen! Good luck with the hip-hop! Hope you perform your best on the stage! Rock the stage dude!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s/S: I'm so bloated again, thanks to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sushi&lt;/span&gt;s. Ahh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-1523586375438285185?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1523586375438285185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/uber-jubilant-day.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1523586375438285185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1523586375438285185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/uber-jubilant-day.html' title='An uber jubilant day'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeXZ-ISrGxI/AAAAAAAABbM/jPIix_pcKfk/s72-c/DSC02821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-5802402312786149492</id><published>2009-04-13T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yum Cha-again</title><content type='html'>Mom dragged me out of bed and drove me to the eye clinic for a check up. Which means I had insufficient sleep today. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had temporary vision bluring which happened when I was working in TGV. So the doctor asked me when did it first occured? Then I told her its on the 15th of Feb if I was not mistaken cause it was the day after Amanda had a very terrible headache on Valentine's day and she finished almost all the Panadol in the First Aid Kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc said 'You sure its not because you broke up with your boyfriend? HAHA'&lt;br /&gt;'NO!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh~ Mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Sushi King with a bunch of TGV friends. I was the last one to reach there. A few had left when I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat there for about 3 hours and Zhiying came to our table:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You still wanna order something else? You guys have been sitting here for like 3 hours already.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, her manager wants us OUT. The table on the right changed customers 3 times and the one on the left changed twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. We were not there for 3 hours actually it was 4. &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mun Hon told one of the staff 'Ada banyak orang ah! Kita orang tunggu kawan-kawan. *Chuisze was poking her finger towards me* Neh yang ini la! Lambat! Tadi pun ada banyak kawan kita orang yang datang....' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 4 hours we sat there, having Green Tea and chatting. After Zhiying came to us, we decided to change place. And, we billed.  The cashier was looking at our order sheet and her eyes were as large as saucers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You tahu berapa you orang makan ke?&lt;br /&gt;'Err...tak tahu. Berapa?'&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tujuh-puluh Tiga oh!&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not 73 RINGGIT. It was 73&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; dishes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73 x 2 = RM 146&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Bukan la! Ada 8 orang tadi! (There were only 4 of us when we billed) Banyak kawan makan mah!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we ate the most dishes today. Hmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhiying I'm so gonna sit there for 5 hours on Wednesday. You just wait and see! *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we went to McD, the 24 hours one. For a second round. Had a lot of heart-to-heart chats and kinda felt sad for my friend. Didn't know that he had such a bad experience since young. Our topic kinda went from work-school-results-family-parents-Mendel's Law-childhood experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why we could sat in Sushi King for 4 hours. We talked A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there goes my day. Whole day went out and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yum cha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yum cha&lt;/span&gt; can be addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and a little update on Mingru's birthday party. Let the pictures do the talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeM0wb1HewI/AAAAAAAABag/R0prEdVmGGo/s1600-h/DSC02755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeM0wb1HewI/AAAAAAAABag/R0prEdVmGGo/s400/DSC02755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324157191190969090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lyrics book. Its a must for those that cannot read Chinese/Japanese/Korean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeM0wxLZqOI/AAAAAAAABaw/zkQqG0qlnO8/s1600-h/DSC02760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeM0wxLZqOI/AAAAAAAABaw/zkQqG0qlnO8/s400/DSC02760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324157196921579746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kahmun entertained all of us when the Korean songs played. Apparently she was the only one that could remember the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeM0w3_UnMI/AAAAAAAABa4/Mebd9Q1Kaek/s1600-h/DSC05064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeM0w3_UnMI/AAAAAAAABa4/Mebd9Q1Kaek/s400/DSC05064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324157198749965506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second from the right was the Birthday Girl! Don' ask me why they were wearing skirts and dresses and I was not. Ah duh, I don't wear skirts/dresses when I'm in PERAK. No particular reason so ask no further. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not gonna update on the ACS play so just go to the blog list and click on those that blogged about it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-5802402312786149492?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5802402312786149492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/yum-cha-again.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5802402312786149492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5802402312786149492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/yum-cha-again.html' title='Yum Cha-again'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeM0wb1HewI/AAAAAAAABag/R0prEdVmGGo/s72-c/DSC02755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-6848642001038835566</id><published>2009-04-11T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard work paid off</title><content type='html'>Finally done with the new layout. Luckily I didn't destroy my blog this time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognize this place?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeBJ3LfZfgI/AAAAAAAABaI/e5VccWc7Xno/s1600-h/DSC02761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeBJ3LfZfgI/AAAAAAAABaI/e5VccWc7Xno/s400/DSC02761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323335971878043138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeBJ3EFRfVI/AAAAAAAABaA/GGy0XsoTJB0/s1600-h/DSC02765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeBJ3EFRfVI/AAAAAAAABaA/GGy0XsoTJB0/s400/DSC02765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323335969889418578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeBJ2xzMK1I/AAAAAAAABZ4/krPLfF0GucU/s1600-h/DSC02764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeBJ2xzMK1I/AAAAAAAABZ4/krPLfF0GucU/s400/DSC02764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323335964981734226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah its Ipoh Parade when there's not even a single shopper! (Not to mention almost all the shops were not opened yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why was I doing there early morning??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeBQhrlDE_I/AAAAAAAABaY/Hlc_6v2MOPA/s1600-h/karate.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeBQhrlDE_I/AAAAAAAABaY/Hlc_6v2MOPA/s400/karate.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323343299115946994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeBQhjpBq_I/AAAAAAAABaQ/1_bqWvOo6sU/s1600-h/koshiki.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeBQhjpBq_I/AAAAAAAABaQ/1_bqWvOo6sU/s400/koshiki.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323343296985148402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 of us has been training for the past week, suffered a few cuts, muscle aches, mild concussion and finally it was our 'Big day'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Yithua reached there before 10a.m with the other groups. From the itinerary, it is said that our performance was supposed to start at 10.15 a.m. and we actually performed at about 11.am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are typical Malaysians. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super anxious this morning. I even dreamt of all the steps yesterday! Freaky. Reminds me of the day when I was about to take my Physics paper for my mid-term test last year. The solutions with all the figures were actually floating in front of my eyes. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was the weakest among the 8 of us, I was CONSTANTLY reminded to do my best when my turn comes. Ahh~ The pressure. But it went away when my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sempai&lt;/span&gt;s started talking about Gundam and Macross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd went 'Ohh' and 'Ahh' when my friend was tied up and slammed on the wooden-floored stage. There was this performance of 'How to defend against road bullies' and there was one scene where one of the road bully threw the helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of us were happily standing below the stage and when the helmet starting flying towards us, I was half-yelling to my friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Eh! HELMET TERBANG KAT SINI LAH! LARIIIIII!!!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd went 'FUYOH!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they actually realized that everything we did on stage was real. o.O??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After like 7 minutes, our performance ended. (We trained for A WEEK) Glad that it's finally over. =D There was this lady that came up to me and said: 'Girl you did very well!' HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylynn!!! You were not there this morning. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Bleach &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tankoban&lt;/span&gt; Volume 42 is OUT!!! It seems like everyone that read that volume was bewildered at the ending. =) No spoilers here but I was spoilt. (Thank you very much Tracy) Gah! Can't wait to get my hands on that volume soon. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-6848642001038835566?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6848642001038835566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/hard-work-paid-off.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/6848642001038835566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/6848642001038835566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/hard-work-paid-off.html' title='Hard work paid off'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SeBJ3LfZfgI/AAAAAAAABaI/e5VccWc7Xno/s72-c/DSC02761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-7993884842402513867</id><published>2009-04-04T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks to the problematic layout, I lost track of the last time I updated my dying blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An announcement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;*Drum rolls* *Trumpet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pap pa la pa pa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAAA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;On Thursday, Yukana finally had the chance to step into a Karaoke Lounge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know that was exaggerating but it was a very exciting experience for me. When I was still a kid, my dad used to tell me to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER EVER&lt;/span&gt; step into a Karaoke Lounge. I ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;de a promise to my dad that I'll never go karaoke-ing for the rest of my life. But that is a story for another day. Not today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in conjunction with Chuisze's birthday, I had my first time karaoke-ing. (Actually most of my first times were taken by her. *wink*) Had a great time singing with June and Pui Shan (I think). June, I'm looking forward to the day we go Kbox again!!! I'm sorry that you couldn't celebrate together with us Amanda but when you're back lets go out for movies again kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Chuisze,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SdclGP9aevI/AAAAAAAABYI/8-OMwuTzsXY/s1600-h/tracy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SdclGP9aevI/AAAAAAAABYI/8-OMwuTzsXY/s400/tracy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320762274055092978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah you probably guessed which one was me. Haha! XD It was one of the few pictures I took with my friends when we were in Primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl! Glad to be your friend for almost a decade already! Best pals forever! This year's celebration was the best ever! Considering the fact that you've celebrated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating Mingru's birthday next week at Kbox (again). Seriously whats with Kbox and birthdays anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post this convo for quite sometime and its finally up! We were fussing over who will be the one bringing mineral water to last year's LTC camp. Well, we scribbled on a piece of paper cause we were having the argument during Add Maths tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[Click on the image for a clearer view]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SdcfRIn0jdI/AAAAAAAABYA/k8-S53O3nHg/s1600-h/convo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SdcfRIn0jdI/AAAAAAAABYA/k8-S53O3nHg/s400/convo.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320755863994273234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the solid prove of me being a total useless direction idiot. =P (and also a little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;perasan case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently addicted to this J-dorama:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sdcm_lldwEI/AAAAAAAABYQ/LKsMiFU-zzU/s1600-h/800px-Voice-banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sdcm_lldwEI/AAAAAAAABYQ/LKsMiFU-zzU/s400/800px-Voice-banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320764358624395330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The story is about 5 students attending Forensic Medical practical on their 4th year in Medical School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing how I come across this drama when I was beginning to doubt my decision of going into science stream in Form 6. I was struggling with my decisions, considering Arts stream. I wanted to do music, but I was afraid that I'm not persistent enough. Mass Comm? But I'm not sure if I'm willing to bet my whole future career on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course my first choice is still science, but will I have enough will and strength to STAY in science stream? Its hard, and I'll really have to exel if I wanna get the best university in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess to say that Science stream is 'hard' and just give up because people say that its 'hard'  is not really appropriate right? I mean, there is nothing in life that comes easy heh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm~ maybe I'll find a new resolution after watching that drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-7993884842402513867?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7993884842402513867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthdays.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7993884842402513867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7993884842402513867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SdclGP9aevI/AAAAAAAABYI/8-OMwuTzsXY/s72-c/tracy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-4664161420678012615</id><published>2009-03-31T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gig Sum</title><content type='html'>There's only one word to describe what I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIG SUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heart-broken but in an angry way&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Credits to Mindy and others that came up with this word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its April Fool yes I know and this is no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed my driving test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah laugh, grin, snicker, smile, smirk all you want, I don't really mind, since its April Fool today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing the parking and slope test, passed both of them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; I almost failed the slope part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the 'On the road' part. (a/n: this is a test where you have to drive on the road)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was well until I reached the huge slope nearby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tesco&lt;/span&gt; Extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was green light. The speed meter was showing a 50 km/h.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered my friend told me: Better don't go faster then 60 km/h.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;green light&lt;/span&gt;! So tempting. I wanted to speed through it and it felt like as if the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;green light&lt;/span&gt; was actually waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was imagining it saying: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come! Faster! I'm waiting for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered there was a part in the exam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;criteria&lt;/span&gt; that you have to use the hand break. In my head there was only one part that we need to use that which is the slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I wondered: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will I loose marks there if I don't do the slope test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the time &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mr. Green Light&lt;/span&gt; said: Fine, you don't wanna pass? Suit yourself. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Mr. Yellow Light &lt;/span&gt;took over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green light. Time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went, except me. I was having problems releasing the clutch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, you can come down now.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came down, switched seats with the examiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that was exactly how I failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;. Coming down from a car in front of all the other cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even a blind can see that I failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buckled up and I started sulking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If its not because I stepped on the break on my side, the car would've slide and you would've bang into the car behind you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Orh&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few seconds of pregnant silence, the examiner started talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I understand, its a new car and the clutch is slightly higher than the one that you used during lessons, that is why you have to wait and listen to the sound.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Orh&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And see, even the gear is kinda hard to adjust. Cause it's new. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fiddling with the gear&lt;/span&gt;*'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Orh&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You ran out of luck for getting this car. Too bad.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Orh&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Did your instructor teach you to stop at this junction? '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Which one, that one? *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;points to the junction&lt;/span&gt;* Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You know the girl before you didn't stop, she said her instructor didn't tell her to stop at the junction. Remember to stop next time, there's a lot of cars coming so you'll have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;be careful&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Orh&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And see its easier if you don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;step&lt;/span&gt; on the clutch when you drive. Just step on it when you wanna change gear.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Took a peek&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Orh&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you mad at me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, I'm mad at the car.' *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;murmurs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inner self: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuck that stupid clutch. DAMN CLUTCH!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FUCK THAT STUPID DAMN CLUTCH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still sulking after I came out from the passenger seat and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I AM&lt;/span&gt; still very mad at that damn clutch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity the boy that was supposed to use the car after my turn. I think I glared at him, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt;. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah! Have to wait for like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 more weeks&lt;/span&gt; to retake the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy April Fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like one today.=\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-4664161420678012615?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4664161420678012615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/gig-sum.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/4664161420678012615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/4664161420678012615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/gig-sum.html' title='Gig Sum'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-7153047897993830881</id><published>2009-03-24T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lesson learnt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you come across news like : xxx STUDENTS CHEATED AND ENDED UP BEING PROSTITUTES? Or TOURIST GONE MISSING AFTER ARRIVING AT THE AIRPORT? Have you ever wonder &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt; it actually happens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken&lt;/span&gt;, films how these people does this kind of business, and throughout the show, you get to find out how they carry out 'business transactions' and how they find their 'goods'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think that it's a great show to remind teenagers, especially girls to be more aware and alert when they're going out alone, or with their friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The world is cruel and prostitution is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; gonna stop, not if there are still people that makes money out of it. Its up to girls to protect themselves and not let people take advantage of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If there's still people that still thinks that 'Ok, its okey. Nothing is gonna happen to me anyway.' when they're out alone, especially in the streets at night, think again. It is this kind of naive thinking that will get themselves killed someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Going back to the story, the main actor, Liam Neeson (who voiced Aslan in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chronicles of Narnia&lt;/span&gt;) play Bryan Mills, a caring and overprotective dad who worked as a 'preventer' for the government. He found out that his daughter was kidnapped and it eventually leads him on a hunt to save his daughter in France.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes, I do think that my dad is always being overprotective of me (some of my friends knows exactly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt; overprotective he is) but after the show, I kinda understand why he insisted of guarding me so closely. Every dad in the world hopes for the best for their children right? Well, maybe not all but still, most of them right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They should've show the movie on Father's Day. I would say, its one of the shows that made me think. So next time when your parents disagree with your decisions, don't just throw a fit like a spoil brat, sit down and discuss (or debate) with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly truth just crashed down on me. Just hope that there will be better opportunities for me in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;‘絶望だ!’呼びたいけど，やはりもっと頑張ってしかなきゃ.(Sorry for the cacated jap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-7153047897993830881?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7153047897993830881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/lesson-learnt.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7153047897993830881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7153047897993830881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/lesson-learnt.html' title='A lesson learnt.'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-8306782014598947327</id><published>2009-03-24T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Games drive your sanity away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't believe I played 2 hours of Pokemon Red Rescue Team on my brother's computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was roaming through college and university websites until a pop up distracted me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pokemon exe...blah blah blah.... DONE&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being the non-gaming girl I am, I closed the Mozilla download box immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And also being the curious person I am, I opened the file.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I started playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SciqBdALgrI/AAAAAAAABXg/mG4YhOalTu0/s1600-h/Pokemon-red-rescue-team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SciqBdALgrI/AAAAAAAABXg/mG4YhOalTu0/s400/Pokemon-red-rescue-team.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316686302052844210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The game started with some quiz to determine which pokemon are you and I ended up being...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SciqBmqPQEI/AAAAAAAABXo/dwohwSfReGA/s1600-h/bulbasaur.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SciqBmqPQEI/AAAAAAAABXo/dwohwSfReGA/s400/bulbasaur.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316686304645169218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Bulbasaur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I picked &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Charmander&lt;/span&gt;, which is my favourite starter pokemon, as my partner. (I used to play Pokemon back in Elementary School, it was a great hit when I was Standard 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the game can't be saved, I kept on playing. It was quite fun and I when I was navigating the routes and different locations, I noticed something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I kept getting lost and go round and round the same place even with a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FREGGIN MAP ON THE SCREEN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I am a helpless, incurable, sadistic Direction Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I could get lost in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; world, and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;VIRTUAL WORLD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go kaylynn, since you wanted me to update lame stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken&lt;/span&gt; later! Dunno who else going thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and AND! I'm currently obsessed about Kalafina, Kajiura Yuki and also:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/ScisLyMC3jI/AAAAAAAABXw/pJ_AjsG366U/s1600-h/kara-no-kyoukai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/ScisLyMC3jI/AAAAAAAABXw/pJ_AjsG366U/s400/kara-no-kyoukai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316688678561701426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kyaa! You guys that have nothing to do besides sitting in front of the TV and computer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST GO AND WATCH THIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Until now, 6 movies were released and the news on the 7th, which is also the last movie, is coming out soon! I'm so addicted to this series of movies simply because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kajiura Yuki&lt;/span&gt; is the one that did all the music in the movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalafina &lt;/span&gt;sang the theme songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) Great &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;storyboard&lt;/span&gt; (although confusing cause its based on the novel) that sends your heart goes wild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) Beautiful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;animation&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;character&lt;/span&gt; design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would say its an anime for adults cause there will be issues involving violence, sex, torture, double personality.  The anime is just gruesome (body parts twisting and blood everywhere) but if you like the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Higurashi no Naku Koro ni&lt;/span&gt; series, you'll have no problem handling this one. (I think Higurashi is more crazy and scary. Characters with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chibi&lt;/span&gt; faces stabbing each other!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddish! I hate that oddish!!! I think I should go get a PS3 asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-8306782014598947327?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8306782014598947327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/games-drive-your-sanity-away.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8306782014598947327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8306782014598947327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/games-drive-your-sanity-away.html' title='Games drive your sanity away.'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SciqBdALgrI/AAAAAAAABXg/mG4YhOalTu0/s72-c/Pokemon-red-rescue-team.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-1635951571873914902</id><published>2009-03-19T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of thoughts and memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moo! I'm back again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just a simple and short one for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The edu fair in Syuen was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUFFOCATING&lt;/span&gt;!!! Its crazy really. So many people in such a small place!!! I'm lucky I managed to squeeze thru the crowd. Sokwai was right, they should put a '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jalan Sehala&lt;/span&gt;' (One Way) sign there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have I told you guys that I have phobia when I see crowds? I'l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;l go dizzy and the nausea feeling will start forming at the back of my throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yea, thanks Sokwai for the photos! I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;love&lt;/span&gt; it. I do have a picture of you and eexin on the Sg Rejang flume ride, just that it was taken when both of you got into the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sampan&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Submitted like 4 colleges scholarships today. Actually I'm starting accept the fact that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Form 6 is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'. Well, besides the exams, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt; it would be quite fun. (For those that graduated from Form 6, please tell me what do you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was flipping thru the photo albums and I realized. I actually had tonnes of fun during school days. I played hard, and I studied not-so-hard. After the day I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;m cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; with my friends I realized that I was not giving my best when I did my Form 5. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slept through almost every History lessons&lt;/span&gt;, was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not paying much attention during English&lt;/span&gt;, blur &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blur during Biology and Physics&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; got a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 for Physics on every single exam&lt;/span&gt;, and I had number &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1-6 &lt;/span&gt;for my trials exam. (Cik Hasno! My life is incomplete) Makes me wonder how I managed to get those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;floating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; results for SPM. But still, I'm really grate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ful for what I achieved, despite my slacking off attitude in school. Is it possible for me to live such a life when I en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ter college/university? Is it possible to find such pure friendship in the future? I'm not sure about that but hopefully, the answer to both question is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I miss you all my friends! I miss the time I've spent with you guys! The fun memories we had together throughout these 5 years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/ScJk6fKLI5I/AAAAAAAABVc/QKYNhoCJbNs/s1600-h/floral_pattern.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/ScJk6fKLI5I/AAAAAAAABVc/QKYNhoCJbNs/s400/floral_pattern.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314921466209969042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some psyco is burning rubbish in the middle of the night. ISHH!!! How to hang the clothes?? Freggin asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plurk went down so I hereby wish all those going for NS second batch tomorrow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAVE A SAFE TRIP AND ENJOY YOURSELF!!! HAVE FUN YA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-1635951571873914902?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1635951571873914902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-thoughts-and-memories.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1635951571873914902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1635951571873914902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-thoughts-and-memories.html' title='Of thoughts and memories'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/ScJk6fKLI5I/AAAAAAAABVc/QKYNhoCJbNs/s72-c/floral_pattern.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-6422952760805672801</id><published>2009-03-17T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Should I appeal or should I not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know what to do anymore. I don't even know what am I doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is the point of appealing? What will happen after I appealed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will anything change? If it does change, how much difference will it make?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm in stress, I'm confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mom has been telling me to appeal. But no one was in the school today to give me the form.She keeps telling me its important, for applying Matriculation and etc. Cause it has been like one week after the results released, and since I've not make any decisions yet, I'm left behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is this what God is trying to tell me? Telling me that its okey if I don't appeal? Telling me that He laid a better path for me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This reminds me of 2 years back, when I almost forgot to submit my prefect application form on the date due. I was right outside the bus stop when I recall about the form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was telling myself '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aiyah lazy la, I'm not gonna get it anyways&lt;/span&gt;.' but there was an urge deep inside that told me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'GO AND SUBMIT THAT FORM!!!&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I dashed back to the office, handled my form to Datin Mungit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would've become of me today, if I hadn't submit the form back then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bet I would've missed all the fun with my fellow friends, missed making new friends, missed... everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So is this a message from God? Telling me its OK not to appeal? Or is it a stepping stone, for me to reconsider my decisions, for me to take a new route, heading to another direction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It doesn't matter which path I take, just hope that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE PATH&lt;/span&gt; for me, will do me good in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-6422952760805672801?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6422952760805672801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/confused.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/6422952760805672801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/6422952760805672801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-5067480459401200743</id><published>2009-03-14T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yum Cha... at Sushi King</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Eh, I very long time didn't blog already'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'But your last post was 2 days ago.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Yeah, 2 days felt like 2 months. I used to blog everyday you know.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'I blog once in like 2-3 days.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'm turning to a blog addict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday I was utterly disappointed after visiting the JPA website.That explains why I stayed at home, watching Bleach the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kayee, thanks a lot. I really enjoyed MSN-ing with you. You really made my day =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me, Jo, Junni, Kaylynn and Qiyen to go yum cha in JJ today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was thinking of having coffee or english tea but we ended up staying in Sushi King. So we had Green Tea, much to Kaylynn's dismay. (She hates it and it was the first time in her life she stepped into Sushi King)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We talked like nobody's business and then Zhiying joined in the gang. Thanks to her, we got bigger Sushi servings! My sushi roll's toppings were overflowing, thanks to a nice man called Ah-long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ah-Lung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't really realized how long we've talked until Jo said 'Hey its 5.30p.m. I need to go.' We gathered at 3.30 p.m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Qiyen was tired and she was dozing off when we were chattering away. Poor girl. Her theory and piano lessons were pretty tough I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had countless refills of Green Tea (Thank God they're free). Junni was showing off her wealth by saying 'I don't eat seafood.' 'Why?' 'Cause I had enough of them at home.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought her dad's a fisherman but maybe her dad likes fishing or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We caused a commotion when we went to pay for our meal. The cashier was leaning against the wall, looking at us while we sort out our money for about 5 minutes I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Junni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Do you have a member card?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'Yes.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Sorry miss but your card expired.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'What?!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'Yeah it says here 12/08'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'Har? I didn't know it expired!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'And you were the one suggesting we eat here cause you have a card..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'ZHIYING!!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Sorting out money*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'Eh I very confused la.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'Aiyah let me do lar!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'Ok, let the genius do it.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'Eh, did I take back my card?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'Never mind la, its not like its usable anymore.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh and that reminds me, Mun Hon owes me a lunch at Sushi King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was really fun sitting down and just... talk on trivial things &lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-5067480459401200743?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5067480459401200743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/yum-cha-at-sushi-king.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5067480459401200743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5067480459401200743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/yum-cha-at-sushi-king.html' title='Yum Cha... at Sushi King'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-337597369862249831</id><published>2009-03-12T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12th March</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kay I sounded &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY &lt;/span&gt;emo on my last post but what to do? I had the nausea feeling since yesterday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a little 'message' to a certain someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM???!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YOU DID NOT EVEN BOTHER TO LOOK AT MY OTHER SUBJECTS AND THE ONLY THING YOU SAID WAS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'why is your Moral so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IS THAT THE ONLY THING YOU COULD SAY?? AFTER HOW HARD I SLOGGED DURING SPM AND THE ONLY THING YOU COULD SAY WAS THAT??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm very disappointed in you man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In fact, I cried because of the DAMN comment you made on my fucking Moral. Not because the miserable grade I got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry you were not happy with my results. As a matter of face, I can't be BOTHERED about that DAMN MORAL PAPER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not gonna listen to you anymore. From now on, I've got my own life to live and you don't have to give a damn about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll survive on my own. Asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One thing that I regret. I couldn't do anything for a friend of mine. I couldn't think of any way to make her feel better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm sorry. Sorry for not able to make you feel better. Just wanna tell you, I'm always there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a great time going out with JiaFoong just now. I felt better. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAY MUCH&lt;/span&gt; better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;t was fun, even though it was only both of us. =) But seriously the warm chocolate tasted bad. Real bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Congrats to my friends that got full As and A1s. I feel happy for you guys. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For those that are content and happy with your results. Congratulations to you too! You deserved it. After all, you guys worked hard for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah, I went back to school for the 2nd time to certify my certs. I was rummaging through my PMR certs and suddenly, someone&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PULLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my hair. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hard&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Considering the fact that my hair is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SUPER SHORT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAINFUL&lt;/span&gt;!!! I looked back to see who's the culprit, and to my surprise, it was.... Mrs Lee, my dear headmistress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had no idea why she did that, but all I remember was I was going '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;OUCH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;OUCH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;OUCH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got my copy of school magazine and it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A job well done edi members!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Think that's all for this 'memorable' day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy birthday brother. You're officially 13. So please, grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-337597369862249831?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/337597369862249831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/12th-march.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/337597369862249831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/337597369862249831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/12th-march.html' title='12th March'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-7395418917926550496</id><published>2009-03-11T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight, a night to remember.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10 Oscar Nominations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8 Oscar award winner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Best Picture of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I present to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SbfbOp4vUVI/AAAAAAAABRU/NXSCKBV4q2U/s1600-h/slumdog_millionaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SbfbOp4vUVI/AAAAAAAABRU/NXSCKBV4q2U/s320/slumdog_millionaire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311955330315276626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't believe I actually watched it with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TGV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; gang a night before Doom's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its a very good show seriously. Portrays life in the slums of India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, no spoilers for you guys. Go and watch it and you'll know why it deserved the Best Picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meeting up with friends and colleagues is really a very fun thing. Even though I don't work there anymore, still they treat me the same. Gosh how I miss working there. 2 months. And within 2 months I've made friends as if I've known them for years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;David, the manager came into Cinema 4 and all of us waved at him. Believe it or not, we occupied the whole 11 seats at the most back row and we were the noisiest in the cinema. Well, not really, the baby that was crying was the noisiest. Maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TGV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; should set up a day care centre to keep noisy babies out of the cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do hope tomorrow all of us can meet at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jusco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and celebrate or something.But, who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the show I tried driving around my neighbourhood with my dad sitting beside me cause I'm having a driving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-test tomorrow. He totally spoiled my mood. I'm having a breakdown now actually. Tension of getting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; results in less than 12 hours + a yelling dad= breakdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No wonder the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jabatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; never ask us to learn driving on our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I can conclude that 70 % of the youngsters that got 'P' licence met accident NOT because of carelessness, but rather, PARENTS yelling beside them when they're driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know about you but when someone yells at me when I'm concentrating, I lose track and I freak out. All activity comes to a halt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight, the sky is clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The moon was bright, (Now, we all know that THE MOON don't really SHINE on itself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Illuminating in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The night's still young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doom's near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Phew, I felt so much better after typing all my thoughts out. Blogging is my only way of releasing the tension in me. Guess I don't need to cry myself to bed anymore tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God is great. May His blessings shower on each and everyone of us tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good night everyone. Sweet dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-7395418917926550496?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7395418917926550496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/tonight-night-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7395418917926550496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7395418917926550496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/tonight-night-to-remember.html' title='Tonight, a night to remember.'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SbfbOp4vUVI/AAAAAAAABRU/NXSCKBV4q2U/s72-c/slumdog_millionaire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-7913443433081966668</id><published>2009-03-09T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A morning call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As you all know, I've been sleeping until noon every day (after I quit my job), waking up and have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (breakfast-lunch).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but!!!&lt;/span&gt; Today I had a wake up call.....from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cik Laila&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yuna Ito's 'Trust You' playing at the back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Hmm? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Okay, a little explanation: Whenever I'm sleeping, and I get a call, that's the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'll be able to blurt out.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lai: Eh zhihui! Ni Cik laila!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lai: Eh '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;' takde show pukul 2.30p.m ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Entah la.... Cikgu nak tengok besok pukul 8 malam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lai: Tak nak la! Lambat sangat. You kerja ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Tak.... Sudah berhenti kerja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lai: Eh tidur lagi ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lai: Nak, dah pukul 10 la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Yer-ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lai: Aiseh! Takpe la! Kay bye-bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Hmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosh I humiliated myself. My mom was saying 'See! Sleep until so late la! Over the years when you were at school sleeping not enough is it?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I admit, as a prefect, I sleep during lessons. Well, it all started during Form 2. I tell you, I'm definitely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; a morning person. I'll end up like a zombie if I wake up early morning. My engine only start working after recess hour, which means, at about 10 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, I'm sleeping more than I used to. =______=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watching Slumdog&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Millionaire&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow! Yay!! By the way, the show has no subtitles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-7913443433081966668?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7913443433081966668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/morning-call.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7913443433081966668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7913443433081966668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/morning-call.html' title='A morning call'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-5162099650310206543</id><published>2009-03-08T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All England</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chong Wei lost again. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try again next time. You've all the support from us in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. How I wish I can be in England, studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: My posts are just gonna get shorter and shorter and shorter cause basically, I've nothing to blog about. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SIGH~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-5162099650310206543?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5162099650310206543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-england.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5162099650310206543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5162099650310206543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-england.html' title='All England'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-1968424660840742112</id><published>2009-03-07T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:26:58.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It seems like I've just participated in Sports day one month ago but it has actually been one year! Wow. Time does flies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I drove back to school straight after my driving lessons. My instructor was saying 'You only had 4 lessons and now you're driving to town area. You sure you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;okey&lt;/span&gt;?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since I arrived safely to school, (minus the fact I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;engine a few times on the road and forgot to change gear after the traffic light turned &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; and people was honking me at the back) proves that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; drive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I admit that I'm a reckless driver cause I was actually speeding when the light turned yellow. The instructor was saying 'Back when you study &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;undang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, what does &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; light stands for?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Err... prepare to stop?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'And what were you doing?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Err.. I step harder on the accelerator?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Don't do that during your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-test please. You're gonna fail.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was cursing when a stupid driver cut my car from the left lane. I went '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What the hell?! Do you know how to drive bastard?!&lt;/span&gt;' and my instructor was starring blankly at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! Guess I get infuriated easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now back to sports day. I had a good time. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;PIBG&lt;/span&gt; dude waved at me. I don't even think he remembers me but since he waved at me, maybe he &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; recognized me. Mrs Lee said I put on weight, but I think its just because of my short hair. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Laila&lt;/span&gt; was asking me about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Slumdog&lt;/span&gt; Millionaire&lt;/span&gt;. I asked her to go and watch with me and my friends. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seeing Audrey, Jamie and Glenna again was really great. At least I know they're enjoying their life in college. Saw Crystal that kinda provoked me by saying 'I'm watching movie tomorrow. Guess I won't be seeing you huh?'; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;FoongVai&lt;/span&gt; that was as cheerful as ever, glad to know she enjoyed reading my blog; The 2 rascals-Kimberly and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;JeanLi&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SokWai&lt;/span&gt; with her sisters; Lydia with her new phone; Sonia (was that her name?) that kept telling me that it was not her boyfriend that watched movie with her the other day; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kasturi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Eepeng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;VicQi&lt;/span&gt; that came together; Sin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; that was &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BURNT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; due to marching practices. Gosh she was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;SO DARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and so... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kityee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kahmun&lt;/span&gt; too, were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;recommending&lt;/span&gt; me to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flower Over Boys&lt;/span&gt;, something like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosh it felt good seeing back everyone again. Just that most of them was focusing on my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;= ~ =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's all for now. I'm so sleepy.*Yawn* And its raining pretty heavily outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-1968424660840742112?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1968424660840742112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/sports-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1968424660840742112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/1968424660840742112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/sports-day.html' title='Sports day'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-3230404157971930426</id><published>2009-03-06T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 12th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As you can see, I've joined Plurk!. Its really very fun actually. (When you ignore the karma thingy) Lets join together and form a huge community!&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ed at Jusco again with JiaFoong and Eexin. Eexin was choosing a perfect present for her friend and it caused such a commotion among 3 of us. If you know her, you'll know what I mean. Poor JiaFoong and me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okey, I was just joking. Don't take it too seriously Eexin ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I visited my old work place today and everything is still the same. Except for the few newbies that joined recently. Check out the new Transformer 2 standy when you get to visit there. Is so freggin cool! With the lights and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I'm regretting. What in the world made me quit the job that I loved so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So March 12th is coming soon. Any last words or will? I think I should get started on writing my will. For those that share the same feelings, say '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AYE&lt;/span&gt;!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;May God bless us all on March 12th. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-3230404157971930426?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3230404157971930426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-12th.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/3230404157971930426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/3230404157971930426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-12th.html' title='March 12th'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-7440033500721683610</id><published>2009-03-04T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Train ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ipoh&lt;/span&gt; again.... &lt;/span&gt;Sigh~ What am I suppose to do after this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know the title seems a bit lame and childish etc but please bear with me, the last time I've been on a train, was 10 years ago. Yup, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 years&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a decade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5C6_yAjrI/AAAAAAAABOg/iOoOJuGdiok/s1600-h/DSC02705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5C6_yAjrI/AAAAAAAABOg/iOoOJuGdiok/s320/DSC02705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309254592037424818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The train was suppose to go from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mertajam&lt;/span&gt;-KL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Central&lt;/span&gt;-Singapore. I slept early last night so I could wake up early today. I even reminded myself not to oversleep in the train. Wouldn't wanna end up in the middle of nowhere around KL when I get up. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was very excited this morning, since it's my first time taking a public transport all alone back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My cousin reassured to me that everything is very safe when you take a train. No hijacks and no clumsy drivers. (I was playing a simulation of 'how to save myself if there is a hijack in the train' in my head. I really have 'great' imagination)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do hope you won't say I very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; or something cause you must understand, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very super hyper&lt;/span&gt; excited today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5BgU1lHbI/AAAAAAAABNw/qkbpNrBIQE4/s1600-h/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5BgU1lHbI/AAAAAAAABNw/qkbpNrBIQE4/s320/DSC02683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309253034321452466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Started off my morning with a can of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nescafe&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5BgHPHG4I/AAAAAAAABNo/kR4xILHGB2I/s1600-h/DSC02682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5BgHPHG4I/AAAAAAAABNo/kR4xILHGB2I/s320/DSC02682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309253030670441346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was pretty glaring and the paddy field was half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;flooded&lt;/span&gt; due to the heavy rain in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5BgbJaZ-I/AAAAAAAABN4/whUsAGMN2U8/s1600-h/DSC02686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5BgbJaZ-I/AAAAAAAABN4/whUsAGMN2U8/s320/DSC02686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309253036015249378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't worry, its not a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEA.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5BgjHaxzI/AAAAAAAABOA/ELQ6YFxQlXQ/s1600-h/DSC02690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5BgjHaxzI/AAAAAAAABOA/ELQ6YFxQlXQ/s320/DSC02690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309253038154368818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;... its just a lake. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5BgkIEo2I/AAAAAAAABOI/oNa7a9mrptI/s1600-h/DSC02692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5BgkIEo2I/AAAAAAAABOI/oNa7a9mrptI/s320/DSC02692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309253038425547618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The railway was built across the lake so from far it looks like the train was moving on the water. So cool huh? Kinda reminds me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Spirited Away'&lt;/span&gt; =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5C6urDlJI/AAAAAAAABOQ/koE8uDJ3G4I/s1600-h/DSC02700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5C6urDlJI/AAAAAAAABOQ/koE8uDJ3G4I/s320/DSC02700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309254587444860050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;glimpse&lt;/span&gt; before going into the dark tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5C683lqFI/AAAAAAAABOo/uVP_b2oMBbI/s1600-h/DSC02697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5C683lqFI/AAAAAAAABOo/uVP_b2oMBbI/s320/DSC02697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309254591255521362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The light after the tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The place that I was anticipating the most:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5C6zxAyJI/AAAAAAAABOw/pUq5VtILSQs/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5C6zxAyJI/AAAAAAAABOw/pUq5VtILSQs/s320/DSC00041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309254588812019858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5EzWLGA6I/AAAAAAAABO4/geUh1tHJkMU/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5EzWLGA6I/AAAAAAAABO4/geUh1tHJkMU/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309256659632522146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; The toilet! I know you're rolling your eyes now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5C6qcyFYI/AAAAAAAABOY/ooOjwZEHjpg/s1600-h/DSC02703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5C6qcyFYI/AAAAAAAABOY/ooOjwZEHjpg/s320/DSC02703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309254586311251330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Home sweet home... Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've always have this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nostalgic&lt;/span&gt; feeling towards train. I dunno why but I just had that kinda feeling. When the train was passing by a construction place, one of the worker waved at the train. I was shocked and when I turned back, he was gone. Couldn't stop myself from giving a little smile. A little boy from another &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kampung&lt;/span&gt; was so happy to see a train pass by and he waved so hard. I just had to wave back at him. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ipoh's&lt;/span&gt; train station is the most good looking station among the rest-at least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what I've heard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why don't you try taking a train next time? Its fun. =) At least you could do more sight seeing and walk around when you're on a train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-7440033500721683610?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7440033500721683610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/train-ride.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7440033500721683610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7440033500721683610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/train-ride.html' title='Train ride'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/Sa5C6_yAjrI/AAAAAAAABOg/iOoOJuGdiok/s72-c/DSC02705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-7398136980844889106</id><published>2009-03-02T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in Jusco</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you believe it? I've actually spent like about 12 hours in Jusco Seberang Perai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;See, I ordered a set of Mc Breakfast and was there for 2 hours, finished reading 'The Sun' and a bit of yesterday's 'The Star'. (My cousin brought like 2 copies of it, but actually it felt like 5. Thanks to the stupid 'Spin and Win' they had during the edu fair) So it was kinda waste if I don't read it. Was waiting for my free coffee top up but that never came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went shopping for presents after that. Brother's birthday is coming soon and I was eying on the book 'Death'. Some random non-fiction book. I was imagining my mom's response if I get that book for my brother on his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;! I put that book back and got him a 'History of the World' since he'll be needing it anyway. Nothing's wrong with a little early exposure on Form 4 sejarah &gt;.= Got kaylynn's brother a little present since he's only 3 days younger then my brother and going to the same dojo with him for nearly 5 years make me feel like I should get a little something for him too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later that I went to the cinema. (Being an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ipoh lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is really making me one of them that has no life) Bought tickets for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Street Fighter: Legend of Chun-Li.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy: Hi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Nak 1 student price ticket dan 1 normal price ticket untuk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Street Fighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; pukul 2.45 p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy: Student card?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*showed him my expired library card*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy: Oh you MGS? Orang Ipoh ya? Saya orang Ipoh jugak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Eh? Macam mana boleh kerja kat sini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy: Bapa saya transfer kat sini. Cuti ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(As much as I wanna ask what is his dad's occupation but that won't be appropriate since I don't even know his name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Bukan, saya sudah berhenti kerja kat TGV Ipoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy: *Excited face* Oh you kerja kat sana ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Manager you dulu kerja kat sana juga kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy: Manager? Michael ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Tak pasti la nama dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy: Dia ada kat dalam. (Turned to his friends) Eh, Michael kat mana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shit, whats he doing? I'm only here to watch a movie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tak apa. Saya datang tengok wayang saja. Michael siapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy: Dia GM. Dari HQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bloody hell! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later that, he was very excited and he actually kinda spread the news around that I came from TGV Ipoh. When I bought a few more tickets later from another girl, he was standing right beside me. The girl was serving me just like any customers and I smiled at her. The boy laughed and told her I came from TGV Ipoh. I don't know whats wrong with him but I was being nice to them since they were being very nice to me too! I managed to stop myself from screaming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'HELLO UNCLE!!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; When the cleaner in green passed by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl: So 2 ticket untuk cerita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love Matters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dan 2 ticket lagi untuk cerita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;New In Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Click*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl: Nak duduk mana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Bagi yang tengah belakang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Click*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Please review your seat selection for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;New In Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl: Eh? Apa ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Tekan 'OK' saja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl: Yakah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Tekan sajala, tak apa-apa punya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Click*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: You staff baru ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl: Baru kerja 2 bulan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Saya kerja 2 bulan sahaja....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come to think about it, maybe the people here don't do movie marathons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somehow before I started my first show, I saw the manager that came to Ipoh last time. He actually nodded at me! I nodded back at him with a little smile but deep inside I was screaming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'WHY IS THE MANAGER NODDING HIS HEAD AT ME?!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saw the same boy again and he said 'Welcome' and kindly opened the door for me and my cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Street Fighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, we had a 30 minutes break and continued with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love Matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy: Welcome back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Oh, I'll be watching another one later. But too bad you'll be off duty later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy: *Smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is either he's excited to see a customer from hometown, or he's excited to see other staffs from other TGV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; New in Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; late cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love Matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ends at 7 p.m and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;NIW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; starts at 6.45 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was very sure that both of us were late so I went to the other cinema asap. As I swung open the door, my jaw dropped wide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was nobody, not a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SINGLE SOUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; in the cinema and the only human I could see was Renée Zellweger and Siobhan  Fallon in a car talking about scrap books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were shocked to our ass-es and over the moon. Its like a home theater! Could've ask the projectionist to rewind it and restart the whole movie. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FIRST TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I went touring the supermarket alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FIRST TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; staying in McD for 2 hours all alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FIRST TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; watching movie with nobody else except me and my cousin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FIRST TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; staying in a library inside the mall for almost an hour. (Oh, I didn't mention that earlier did I? Yup they had a state library in the mall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did I mention that the cinema smells so ---NEW? And guess what I saw a couple making out at their couple seats when we watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Street Fighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I was like '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;?' And I wanted to yell '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you wanna make love, do it somewhere with more privacy you bloody asshole!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;' to him but I couldn't. Please for goodness' sake the upper part of his body was practically at the other side of the seat and he was like on top of his partner. WTF? I glanced at them when I was on my way out for the restroom and he stopped what he was doing after he realized I was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Called my dad and he said there's nobody to pick me up tomorrow at Ipoh so I had to go home on Wednesday instead of tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've finished 3 movies at one shot and tomorrow I have nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Amanda, you're going crazy. I still can't believe you actually went out with Benji today!!! BOTH! Only 2 of you! What were you THINKING?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-7398136980844889106?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7398136980844889106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-in-jusco.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7398136980844889106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7398136980844889106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-in-jusco.html' title='A day in Jusco'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-19631273763725043</id><published>2009-03-01T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day at TGV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its my last day and I got to open counter. WTF?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing special happened, just that I felt like we were working at a very relaxed pace. All thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geng&lt;/span&gt; that went down to the smaller cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Took pictures with Amanda's camera, Willy's newly bought phone and Sundar's LG phone =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so gonna miss all of them. =( Well, I'm starting to miss my job already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Took pictures in the empty Cinema 6 with the cleaner cleaning the cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guess what happened? Azimah saw a young man pee at the emergency door between Cinema 3 and 4; A guy was complaining to Amanda cause the couple that sat in front of him kept kissing every 5-10 minutes; and cleaner auntie scolded the customer 'Everyday people dies but how come you are not dead?!' cause she accidentally spill coke on the carpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, shouldn't we behave ourselves and be more careful when we go to the cinema?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My last day ended with me short 5 regular cups and 2 mineral water = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;WTF man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm now in Penang actually, just came back from the Star's Education Fair. It was held in PISA (Penang International Sports Arena). Very spacious and filled with loads of colleges and universities booths. Seriously, I feel super tired. Everybody kept telling me different things when I asked the same question. By the end of the tour I went home with like 2kg of leaflets and booklets? Thomas was asking me to take all the booklets from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every single universities and colleges&lt;/span&gt;. Imagine if I did that, I would've need to carry them around with a trolley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah, thanks again Yeesan for taking all the trouble to let me take a ride with your family to Bukit Mertajam. You've helped me a lot sweetie! I saw Kaiteng put didn't get to say hello to her. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I'm gonna stay here for a few more days before going back to Ipoh, returning to my good o' boring days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went to a mini library near my cousin's house and guess what! That library, which is actually modified from a typical &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rumah Melayu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; had all the latest books in the bookstore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm actually thinking of registering as a member and steal a few expensive books. See you pay only RM2 for the membership card and you can steal RM 200+ worth of books. Isn't that tempting? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Reading Sophie Kinsella's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Undomestic Goddest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and Dan Brown's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Da Vinci Code: Special Illustrated Version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm gonna go Jusco Seberang Perai tomorrow and wait for my cousin until she ends her shift which means I have 4 hours to spend. Any suggestions on how should I spend my time? I was thinking of watching Street Fighter: Legend of Chun Li. Its a new cinema, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;xun si hang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;mah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kay I think that's all for now. Feeling very sleepy thanks to all the walk and a cup of whiskey+7 Up that I had during dinner. Tasted very nice =P Yawn~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-19631273763725043?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/19631273763725043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-day-at-tgv.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/19631273763725043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/19631273763725043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-day-at-tgv.html' title='Last day at TGV'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-2633748055004856231</id><published>2009-02-27T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd last day at TGV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've to keep reminding myself so I can really savour every single moment that I'm working in TGV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, at least that was what I was thinking this morning. Turns out today was not really a day to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks to some stupid customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How hard is it for you to understand 'At the back row in the middle?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or 'The middle seats of the cinema near the sidewalk?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or 'Back row at the side?' (I don't say 'back side', I know some people says that but it sounds weird right? More over it sounds &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And don't you understand when I say the booking is&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;'FULL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;', I really meant it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I tell you its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18 and above&lt;/span&gt; you should know very well that you're too young to watch that show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just for you readers to know, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;‘LOVE MATTERS’ or ‘幸福万岁’ is actually rated as 18 PL&lt;/span&gt;. So don't go and make yourself look like a fool and be a pain in the ass for us staffs to do work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow I was really fuming this afternoon. Seriously! All those rude customers throwing their temper at us staffs just because the booking is full. If you want to watch it, come early to buy it. Its on a 'First come first serve' basics la dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I always say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There is no such thing as wrong customers, there is only stupid customers.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you're being polite to others, people will respect you too. Is that not true? So make an effort to sound nice to the operators! They're people too you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amanda and I was imagining how will it be like if Tele-booking is run by a machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good morning, this is TGV Ipoh. If you want to watch Curious case of Benjamin Button, press 1. For Geng Upin dan Ipin, press 2.....'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;'If you want the 10.30 a.m show, press 1. If you want the 1.45 p.m show, press 2.....'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;'If you have 2 adult tickets, press no.1 twice. If you have 2 kids, press no. 2 twice....'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;'If you like the back seats, press 1. If you like the side seats, press 2...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow if the operator sounds like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I bet everyone will walk in to buy the tickets and go down to Jusco departmental store to get a new phone cause they probably will slam their phone so hard that it smashed into pieces. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is the last day for Sara, a night staff. Even though I only get to see her a few minutes in the evening, still, I feel kinda sad that she's leaving TGV. &lt;/span&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just like what Chuisze's mom said, 'Working in TGV is just a little part in your life, a place where you gained experience, memories and when its time for you to leave, you do feel sad, but you'll have to get over it after school starts.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Navin was telling me 'Its your last day right?' every single time he sees me. And I'll pretend to cry in front of him. Well there is so many ass holes in TGV I'm gonna miss so much. They are ass holes but they are still nice and friendly ass holes. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosh, I'm gonna miss TGV so freggin much. Going to Penang tomorrow for education fair. Yay! If you guys wanna take advantage of me, do it tomorrow cause that'll be the last day you can take advantage of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna have 3 more newbies after I leave. Everybody was saying 'Why is there so many people? Only 2 people resigning right?' And Thomas flattered me by saying 'You resign and see how many people have to take over? Proves that you alone can do 3 people's work'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right, proves that I do slog hard like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-2633748055004856231?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2633748055004856231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/2nd-last-day-at-tgv.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/2633748055004856231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/2633748055004856231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/2nd-last-day-at-tgv.html' title='2nd last day at TGV'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-4210370042240992241</id><published>2009-02-26T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd last day at TGV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't been blogging lately and now I'm blogging with my 32' TV. Can you imagine how big my monitor is now? Well, its 32' big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Excuse me for being lame at my first paragraph cause I'm having PMS today. And you know what happens when I'm having my PMS. For those that didn't know, please stay tune for more info. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Afternoon, at bout 3 p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Siewhui (SH) was not giving customers receipts that were printed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SH: Geez I forgot to give out receipts again. You know what Santhira (manager) said to me yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: No?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SH: He said 'Ah moi! You want your receipts to reach Capcom ar?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a few seconds of laughing. No wait. MINUTES of laughing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Siewhui is still not giving out receipts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: So today you wanna it to reach popular is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Siewhui: *Put on a lame smile* No ar, I want it to reach the car park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Afternoon, at about 4 p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nasrul (Nas), Siewhui (SH) and I was at the Candy bar doing nothing. I walked to my counter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: *sniff sniff* Who farted? * Looked at Nas*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nas: Bukan aku ar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Siewhui: I think I can smell it. (Seriously it was a very thick smell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;EVACUATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*All 3 rushing to the Candy Bar door*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nas: *Pretend to yank open the door* Tak boleh buka! We're stuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*A few more moments of yanking and me laughing out loud*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SH: You bodoh ke? Tarik saja la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*CLICK! The door opened*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nas: *Clinging to the poster box* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FRESH AIR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SH: We're safe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*All 3 of us ROFL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Thank goodness we had siewhui with us, she was here on the day JJ had fire drill. (Actually only 3 people was chosen to do the fire drill. Will talk about that later.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SH: Who dropped the bom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Dunno. Anyways, we are saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After I read Amanda's post, I realized that I forgotten to blog about what happened the other day. Actually, Amanda and I invaded the gents' toilet a few days back with the help of a boy friend, Afif. He was telling us how boys pee and flush the toilet. Cleaner uncle and auntie was laughing at us. Auntie said how nice if Amanda can help her flush the boy's toilet so that it won't be that smelly whenever she washes it. To know more, click&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://enchantressinthedark.blogspot.com/2009/02/boys-toilet.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I kinda bullied BeeVee today. We were having a chase from the girl's toilet until the tele-sales room. Gosh it was so fun. =D It has been very long since I last played 'kejar-kejar' with a friend. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-4210370042240992241?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4210370042240992241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/3rd-last-day-at-tgv.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/4210370042240992241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/4210370042240992241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/3rd-last-day-at-tgv.html' title='3rd last day at TGV'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-6221773688952135391</id><published>2009-02-24T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More surprises</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, another bizzare thing happened to me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cik Lailatul actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CALLED&lt;/span&gt; my cellphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTF?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My teacher called me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Helo?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Helo! Zhihui ke?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Ya, ni siapa?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cik Lailatul la! Kerja ke?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Ya?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Kat TGV ke?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Ya?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ok how the hell she knows that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And how on earth she knows my phone no.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cikgu nak tengok cerita Upin dan Ipin. Hari ni ada ke?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Ada, pukul 5 lebih.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Eh, tak boleh, ada kerja nak buat. Besok ada?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Ada, pukul 2.30 p.m.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*she said something to somebody near her that I assume was Cik Hasno*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Ok, tolong cikgu book tiket untuk 2, bagi seat yang best ya?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Ok cikgu, tempat paling best. Kat paling belakang tengah.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Ok, terima kasih ya?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cikgu besok tak ada sekolah ke?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Besok sekolah habis pukul 1.30 boleh pergi tengok la!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Besok saya tolong cikgu print tiket la!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;School finishes at 1.30 p.m sure teacher will be late ge la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can anybody tell me&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HOW ON EARTH SHE GOT MY PHONE NO.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I mean, I can understand if she knows I'm working there cause Pn Nor Maria came yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later that when the schedule for this weekend came out, I called her again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cikgu schedule hari Sabtu dan Ahad sudah keluar, nak tengok hari Sabtu?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Sabtu bila?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'1.50 petang'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Tak boleh, ada PIBG meeting,'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Hari Ahad?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Tak boleh, mereka ada LTC.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Waa, sudah LTC ke? Cepatnya~ Cikgu ada pergi ke?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Eh takde la...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cikgu kalau besok jumpa Pn Nor Maria kan? Suruh dia call untuk book tiket la! Pn Nor Maria nak tengok Upin dan Ipin pada weekend.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Ok!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank God I'll be watching Upin dan Ipin tomorrow at 10.30 a.m. with my friends. 7 of us.  Gosh I'm gonna laugh so loud! If I watched it later, I would've sit beside Cik Laila and Cik Hasno and imagine them saying 'Eh! janganlah ketawa kuat sangat!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL! That will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; happen! Imagine you watch movie with your teacher. Scary~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So tomorrow movie marathon with the other 6 of my friends. I don't call it a movie marathon since they'll be only watching 2 shows continuously tomorrow. 'Geng' and 'Curious Case of Benjamin Button'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was dutying floor today and I've watched the last 1/2 hour of Benjamin Button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I saw this old guy that came to watch Benjamin Button and he looks similar to the Old Benjamin Button. HAHA! XD So cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kevin was bullying Mun Yee again today. Not really 'bully' but similar to that. Everybody was laughing like hyenas again in the Tele-Sales room during lunch break. Mun Yee has some problem with her ears and these are the prove:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No.1=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cus: 'I want Twisties Cheeze 2'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mun yee: 'You want 1 Twisties and 2 Cheezels?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Siew hui: 'What is your problem?! He wants 2 Twisties Cheeze!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No.2=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kevin: *said something*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mun yee: 'HAR?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Siew hui: 'You got problem ar? I sit further away from him I can hear and you cannot?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today Siew hui was trying to tug my hands away from my ears and eyes when we were inside Cinema 4 waiting to open cinema. It sounded very gruesome and disgusting so I covered my ears and faced the wall. She was trying to pull my hands away and kept saying 'Not scary one! Nothing one!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was booking tickets for all new shows that is coming out on this Thursday so I was asking: 'why don't you book children ticket? Cheaper mah!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'I also want to book under children lo but can you see all the shows that I wanna watch is 18 and above?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't understand why they put 'Love Matters' under 18 PL. It looks okey but they say its related to religion. Too bad those kids can't watch 'Street Fighter: Legand of Chun Li'. Should I watch it next week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a few shocks today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#1: Cik Laila gave me a call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#2: The cleaner auntie followed me into the Staff Room without me realizing and just popped out behind me. I was SO shocked I kept saying : 'You scared me! You scared me!' and auntie was laughing and asked me if I needed CPR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#3: When I wanted to open the door at the Ticket box, the manager suddenly opened the door from the other side and appeared right in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#4: Going out of the Candy bar Kevin suddenly opened the door from outside when I was reaching out for the handle on the inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#5:(not really a 'shock' I would say) Davin had UA for a whole week and I only noticed it today. He was hospitalized for a gastric attack last week and he looked skinnier then he used to be. (Believe me, he's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;boney)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My life has shortened a few years today.= _ =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-6221773688952135391?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6221773688952135391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-surprises.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/6221773688952135391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/6221773688952135391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-surprises.html' title='More surprises'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-3159598214855494657</id><published>2009-02-23T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More discoveries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Today the cinema was quiet enough. Just nice. Not too busy, not too Siberia-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?! Today Puan Nor Maria came to my counter! I was like 'CIKGU! CIKGU!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Eh! You ex-student MGS ke?'&lt;br /&gt;'Yalah cikgu! Cikgu lama tak jumpa! Cikgu pergi Penang kan?'&lt;br /&gt;'Eh, takde la...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Opps, that was Cik Nor Asma~&lt;/span&gt; *note: I forgot their names ddy so yeah...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Eh Cikgu hari ini tak balik sekolah ke?'&lt;br /&gt;'Sayang, tengok jam. Dah habis la sekolah'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, its 5 something ddy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nama you siapa ye?'&lt;br /&gt;'Saya Zhi Hui. Cikgu tak pernah ajar kelas saya lar. Eh Cikgu ajar matapelajaran apa? Add Maths?'&lt;br /&gt;'Tak, cikgu ajar Mod Maths saja.'&lt;br /&gt;'Oh...'&lt;br /&gt;'Eh kamu dulu kelas 4S2 lepas tu pergi kelas 5S1 kan?'&lt;br /&gt;'Tak cikgu, saya tak pernah di S2, 2 tahun saya S1. Cikgu tak ajar saya. Saya kawan Chin Hui yang selalu pergi kacau kelas cikgu...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flashback: I went into 4S2 once and she was about to start her lesson, I wished her 'Selamat sejahtera cikgu' and she actually said 'Oh helo, cepat balik tempat duduk! Saya nak mula ajar ni!'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Tapi cikgu.... saya takde tempat duduk kat sini, saya kelas sebelah...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! She's one sweet and funny teacher!&lt;br /&gt;She came to buy tickets for Upin dan Ipin on weekends but sadly the schedule was not out yet. She was telling me that she called to book tickets for the show but its always fully booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I met a very funny (as in 'funny' weird) customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of them came first and bought tickets for Punisher 2. And then, I told them 'kurang satu ringgit' then they laughed and shoved me 2 50 cents coins. They asked for the only 3 top seats so I gave them lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, they came back again, asking for another 1 seat nearby them. So I gave them the seat and gave them 2 ringgit change, in notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them said 'Eh, tak bagi 50 sen yang saya bagi tu ke?'&lt;br /&gt;Then I exchanged the one ringgit note with 2 50 cent coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy that took back the change at first picked up the change, and after a few seconds, he slammed back 1 50 cents coin on the counter and walked away. I was looking at him and then looking back at the coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finelah, dunwan mah give me back lor~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the manager asked why I excess 50 cents at the Ticket box, I told him the whole story and his response was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ask him to give you back the other 50 cents coin mah! If he don't want it ask him to give you back both the coins lar!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=''' I don't know what was that customer thinking but I don't wanna know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today a few customer kinda asked me funny questions:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' "The Host" tak keluar movie ke?' (I was reading that book)&lt;br /&gt;'Oh tunggu sampai saya jadi direktor dulu la!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tak boleh letak satu kerusi lagi kat sana ke?'&lt;br /&gt;'Tunggu saya miliki TGV dulu la!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is the Tanjong Golden here same as the one in Singapore?'&lt;br /&gt;'Eh...this is not Tanjong Golden....*Turns back* Oh! This is Tanjong Golden!' (I was thinking of GSC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, is there a Tanjong Golden in Singapore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'...I don't know... maybe its the same?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is really full of fun and surprises. During lunch break 8 of us shared 2 large pizzas and 2 crust-something that comes free with it. Siew Tzen told me stories of the staffs here that made me really glad that I chose to work here as my first job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today! I'll be at floor tomorrow! Changed with another newbie. Since he's a newbie, I shall take advantage of him. BWAHAHA!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-3159598214855494657?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3159598214855494657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-discoveries.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/3159598214855494657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/3159598214855494657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-discoveries.html' title='More discoveries'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-8656351808502156962</id><published>2009-02-22T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye-bye TGV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so freggin tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its Sunday and I got Counter 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WTF?! And Chuisze was the Ticket Box runner. Wow-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was having problems catching my breath when a war ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 customer forgot his change. When he turned away, I was yelling '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' and then I yelled '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BAKI!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He ignored me, so I used that extra RM 5.60 to cover my short large cup at the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, its really not my fault. I didn't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;CHEAT&lt;/span&gt; that guy okey? Nasib la, he's the clumsy one wert?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The new roaster came out. I'm working till next Sat. ='( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so gonna miss TGV...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seriously, even with all the controversy and back stabbing, I still love my colleagues. I don't know if they back stabbed me before, but I did enjoy working with every one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kevin was at the Tele-Sales with Mun Hon today. Every time I entered Tele-Sales, I'll sure have a great laugh. Maybe because of Kevin. He studies Hotel Management and he never raised his voice before. (At least I haven't hear before) He's really a good guy you see, even though he's insulting you or scolding you, he'll only use a very soft tone so it sounded nothing like scolding, but his words are able to pierce through your heart. I'll always laugh when he's insulting someone... I was not laughing at the person he insulted but rather, the TONE he used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And remember the guy that made hangus&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;popcorn but still kept his cool as if nothing happened? Guess what, his sifu, Nasrul (one of the guy that makes the best popcorn in TGV) taught him how to do it today and he was able to make beautiful, shiny golden color and crunchy popcorn today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know what they usually say. 'Macam mana acuan, begitulah kuihnya'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sounds very true eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? Tomorrow's first show starts at 10.25 a.m. WTF?! Ticket Box tomorrow. Ipoh people, go get a life, PLEASE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-8656351808502156962?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8656351808502156962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/bye-bye-tgv.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8656351808502156962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8656351808502156962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/bye-bye-tgv.html' title='Bye-bye TGV'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-6484444118434042121</id><published>2009-02-21T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticipation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This morning when I went to work, alone, I was greeted with surprised looks and shouts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'EH! You cut your hair! Its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; short!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seems like where ever I go, people will still be surprised when I had a haircut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'You look like a boy.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Waa&lt;/span&gt;~so short!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Even I didn't shave my hair...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somebody said the first comment twice and I've no idea who was that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh well, they'll get used to it sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Only one person didn't comment on my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The newbie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's really a funny person. He was not anxious and did not even bother to ask any of us why the popcorn he made was all burnt but he was anxious when he accidentally added ice cubes into the drinks when the customer said she didn't want ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Funny eh? He was the only one that kept his cool when there was a 400++ customer rush in front of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When the manager asked 'Why, you like girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;?' I was utterly shocked. And then I noticed. There was only 2 short haired girls in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TGV&lt;/span&gt;. Me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chuisze&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today our dear headmistress of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MGS&lt;/span&gt; came to watch Benjamin Button with Debbie. I was having my lunch break when they came and Debbie gave me a call. Not wanting to disappoint my headmistress, I gave them the last few seats that were available so that they didn't have to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow, I'm so filial =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is like 'Excess day'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I excess 9 regular + 1 large cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amanda excess RM1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sau&lt;/span&gt; Yin excess RM 25 at ticket box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BeeVee&lt;/span&gt; excess Rm10.90 at the sweet corn department.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Siang&lt;/span&gt; excess RM 1 at the ticket box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So is today 'Excess day'? I think so. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guess what we had a full house today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Upin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ipin&lt;/span&gt; at 2.30 p.m if I'm not mistaken. Me and Amanda went in to check out the 'Full House' cinema. It was such a nice view =) and we came out with a stomachache cause we laughed so hard when we were watching it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tell you. Its a great show. Go and watch it. The director and script writer really knows how to crack jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'm loosing my voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guess what! I visited the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Projectionist&lt;/span&gt; Room 1st time in my life! Everything is so cool and I was so amazed by the sight of the whole room. Before this I only have a slight idea of what it looks like when I was reading Detective Conan a few years ago and now I've seen it with my own eyes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The cinema is truly a very magical place indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-6484444118434042121?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6484444118434042121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/anticipation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/6484444118434042121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/6484444118434042121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/anticipation.html' title='Anticipation'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-8771873564717394712</id><published>2009-02-20T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A-Levels? STPM?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday I had a great experience working at Floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Minus the fact that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Cinema 4 was having a minor problem with the screen and I was the only one there when the customer came to me, and we couldn't find the walkie-talkie so we searched all 6 cinemas for Wilson, running around looking for it just to find that it was in the cupboard all along (I've no idea what you call that)&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;customer had a debate session with me cause he brought Big Apple Doughnut with him and he won't let me keep it&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;went into the dark and biggest cinema all alone just because I forgot to close the door after the customers went....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup my day was quite interesting, and I got to watch Punisher: War Zone and KungFu Chefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cried when I was closing cinema for Valkyrie and Upin dan Ipin. I cried not because Tom Cruise died, because the whole story was quite touching. When Oopet wanted to leave Rajoo, I cried also.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Must goggle more on Adolf Hitler~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah call me Sentimental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got a haircut just now, and according to Chuisze, its a totally new hairstyle. Well, I must admit, its REALLY short and the auntie even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;shaved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; off my hair! I kinda freaked out at first but thankfully, the hairstyle was still acceptable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I went around Ipoh town on foot! Thanks to Chuisze, see, we went Parade, and then walked back to her auntie's boutique, went opposite to the Education Placement Service, some sort of counsellor, then walked to a hair salon nearby Yohan bakery. I dunno how far I've walked but what I know is I walked a LOT today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm deciding weather to take A-Levels or STPM. See, the only problem is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;more $$$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How I wish I can be rich, then I won't have to worry about my financial problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE CAN ONLY DREAM&lt;/span&gt;. Sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-8771873564717394712?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8771873564717394712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/levels-stpm.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8771873564717394712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/8771873564717394712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/levels-stpm.html' title='A-Levels? STPM?'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-7917584808172625086</id><published>2009-02-17T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SORRY AMANDA!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I didn't get to go for my 2nd and my last Staff Meeting cause my parents won't let me. GOMEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But how come you didn't take pictures? Sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yesterday me and my friends folded a standy- the posters that stands. Its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;STREET FIGHTER&lt;/span&gt;!!! Coming soon on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26th Feb&lt;/span&gt;. Bet its nicer than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DRAGONBALL EVOLUTION&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This shall be a very simple post cause I have nothing to blog about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yesterday, one of my colleague, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Stanley&lt;/span&gt;, came to work, wearing the Candy Bar apron and cap. Later after he went into the manager room, he found out that he was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OFF&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. Me and Chuisze was basically laughing like mad hyenas at the foyer with Mun Hon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gosh, see how much we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; our job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Amanda even dreamt of a &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://enchantressinthedark.blogspot.com/2009/02/cinema-and-me.html"&gt;nicer version of TGV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Well I dreamt of it before just that my dream was not as beautiful as hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We planned to go Genting next Wednesday cause our gang of friends has the same off days. Amanda if you're reading this, please go ask your parents' permission. It'll only be a one day trip and its on Nazrul's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I finally know why Bee Vee and Thomas can be such cute couples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I went into the tele-sales room and found BeeVee getting mad at Thomas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thomas: Don't the raw corn bags look like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;feh-feh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Feh-feh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;? What on Earth is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thomas: Slide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*I was ROFL-ing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: Eh Beevee, do you call slides &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;feh-feh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;BV: Dunno him, only he calls it like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Ah Siang came in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: Eh Ah Siang, you know what is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;feh-feh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;? *I was trying to control my laughter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Siang: Dunno, what is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: Its a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Siang: Who calls slides &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;feh-feh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: Thomas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*I was still laughing like mad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Chuisze came in and was looking at something on the computer screen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Chuisze: Why 'Look for a Star' don't have a star(*) sign beside it? Its almost ending already what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thomas: They don't put a star(*) there cause there's already a '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt;' at the movie title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;* ROFL!!! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Beevee was still mad at Thomas and she threatened that she won't let Thomas get out of the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: Never mind Thomas, you can get out by sliding down the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;feh-feh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(I was smacking at the raw corn bags)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;!!! These people are just &lt;/span&gt;hiliraous! No wonder both of them can end up like newly-weds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had my 3rd driving lesson today and I U-turned after a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;yellow &lt;/span&gt;light and the instructor was saying 'Waa~ So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chi kek&lt;/span&gt; (exciting) right?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh please, I was screaming in my head when I did that U-turn... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My highest speed so far: 60 KM/H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you guys think its time for me to change a new layout? Sigh I hope someday I can learn how to do the layout myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-7917584808172625086?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7917584808172625086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/simple.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7917584808172625086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7917584808172625086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/simple.html' title='Simple'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-5940349402083127318</id><published>2009-02-15T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I woke up with a crazy shoulder ache. Working at the ticket box yesterday really had serious effect on my shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I overslept today and both me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chuisze&lt;/span&gt; are supposed to open counter at 10.30 a.m. but we reached there at 10.30 sharp and guess what, the whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TGV&lt;/span&gt; was flooded with customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Upin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ipin&lt;/span&gt; was about to start at 10.40 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What, didn't you guys have breakfast before you come? Don't tell me you guys had popcorn and cokes for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And guess what, all the others open counter at 10.30 a.m. and only poor Amanda was supposed to work at 10.00 a.m today but she was on a sick lift. Hence, by 10.30 a.m, only 1 counter was open cause manager threw Mun Hon from making popcorn to open counter cause there was not enough people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First time I open counter without counting my stock or my money. It was really a crazy way to a new day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow Staff Meeting. Manager discussed some issues regarding the games during staff meeting and he didn't even bother to ask if I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;okey&lt;/span&gt; to go tomorrow and he just asked all of us a favour. Guess I'll be going tomorrow then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The whole bunch of our friends at the Candy Bar was enjoying themselves so much until I laughed so much today. Those guys are really crazy sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today we had over 4000+ customers and the most crowded ones are still '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Upin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ipin&lt;/span&gt;'.Can you believe it? Every single show time was FULL and the customers were up to 300++ for every show time. Only God knows how many plastic bags I gave away today. Mothers asked for plastic bags cause they're afraid that their kids might spill the popcorn and only auntie knows how much popcorn was spill on the floor today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tracy complained that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Bak&lt;/span&gt; was not nice. I gave her the back seats and in the end she was not in time to collect her tickets so she ended up sitting 3 rows from the front with Mei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ching&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Junni&lt;/span&gt;. Told ya you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; read my comments and then you wouldn't have wasted your money. But still, it feels so good to watch a 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;SG&lt;/span&gt; rated show. Last time when I came across these shows I would label them as a 'NO' and 'adult' show. Wow can't believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; actually an adult now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I sent my resignation letter today and gosh, how much I'll be missing working in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;TGV&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; be missing my new friends that I made there. Sigh. Must take a lot of pictures tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda dear, we had a lot of problem with your absence. Your absence from work without somebody to take over your place really sent all of us going crazy busy this morning. COME BACK AR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-5940349402083127318?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5940349402083127318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/crazy-morning.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5940349402083127318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/5940349402083127318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/crazy-morning.html' title='Crazy morning'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-7970090983865569330</id><published>2009-02-14T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm starting to wonder if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ipoh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;really has a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't you have better places to go besides the cinema?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The crowd today was crazy today. Reminded me of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; again. They kept coming to the ticket box non-stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Met these 2 little girls that annoyed me to the max and this man with 2 different families and insisted on watching '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Upin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ipin&lt;/span&gt;' at 5.00 p.m and waited beside my counter until the computer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;released&lt;/span&gt; the bookings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That uncle scared the shit outta me. I've never felt so pressured before-well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; the time where the lady demanded for her auto-cancelled tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everybody was safe at the ticket box besides poor Stanley. He was the only one that short money. And when you short money in the ticket box, it usually is not just RM1 or RM 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amanda!!! I want you back at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TGV&lt;/span&gt;!!! Feels so weird without you. Wanna do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tele&lt;/span&gt;-sales together next week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Okey&lt;/span&gt; that was random. I met 2 different Korean customers today and I think they were having problem understanding my English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm having a split personality, all thanks to working at the ticket box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosh how I hate that place. A place that can turn someone into an evil person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-7970090983865569330?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7970090983865569330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7970090983865569330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881604311803873313/posts/default/7970090983865569330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines.html' title='Valentines?'/><author><name>Yukana vi Britannia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586415411544144274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmulJE7dDxw/TVn-fV3jg2I/AAAAAAAACPo/uKstqMc_-YM/s220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881604311803873313.post-8073973546747149525</id><published>2009-02-13T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:27:16.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series of Unfortunate events</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good heavens! Its Friday the 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday went back to work after 2 days of holidays and I was being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forgot to bring pen, forgot to bring my purse. No wonder my butt felt so...exposed yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even my hearing is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;deteriorating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'2 100 plus without ice and 2 cokes with ice'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'So is 2 100 plus without cup...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, what did I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Oh, so you don't serve 100 plus in cups here. So what do you use?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*A whole gang of them were roaring in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;laughter&lt;/span&gt;, including myself*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me explain. As &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as my Cantonese is, he use '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;' to describe 'chill' if I'm not mistaken. So I repeated, wanting to say '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;' but ended up saying  '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;' which means 'cup'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stupid me. My colleagues, especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Siew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tzen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was saying ' Wow you're really great! Serving 100 plus without a cup'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before the customer left he even told his 'gang', 'She's giving me 2 free cups with the 100 plus!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I felt like hiding under the counter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As for today, I was at the Ticket Box at 11 a.m. I went in, and saw poor Amanda curling up like a fur ball under her counter. Well, not exactly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNDER&lt;/span&gt; but somewhere beside it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A bad sore throat + fever really kills.It was so terrible that she couldn't say a single word this morning. She did something really creative to help her talk. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cue cards&lt;/span&gt;. At least she had the initiative to work but some customers just like to make fun of other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1DSmbaZI/AAAAAAAABLU/h5-BNmIcXdk/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1DSmbaZI/AAAAAAAABLU/h5-BNmIcXdk/s320/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302272835691702674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just to tell all the idiots out there that dunno how to order tickets to watch movie, this is the sequence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Answer the questions in this sequence and you get your bloody tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1DXfwcLI/AAAAAAAABLk/LZbpZhMFk-Q/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1DXfwcLI/AAAAAAAABLk/LZbpZhMFk-Q/s320/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302272837005897906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1DV-ZKbI/AAAAAAAABLc/LId6N0TfEmg/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1DV-ZKbI/AAAAAAAABLc/LId6N0TfEmg/s320/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302272836597524914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1DvEYdjI/AAAAAAAABLs/gJbSfcjRjWQ/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1DvEYdjI/AAAAAAAABLs/gJbSfcjRjWQ/s320/DSC00029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302272843333531186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1Dk52TxI/AAAAAAAABL0/u187QF1sqhg/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1Dk52TxI/AAAAAAAABL0/u187QF1sqhg/s320/DSC00030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302272840604995346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1qwypCmI/AAAAAAAABL8/3ABZ3nytfCw/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1qwypCmI/AAAAAAAABL8/3ABZ3nytfCw/s320/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302273513810889314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1rElhjTI/AAAAAAAABME/5L-5kn58omc/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IZJY1zxYII/SZV1rElhjTI/AAAAAAAABME/5L-5kn58omc/s320/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302273519124581682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See? Its just that easy! You don't have to wait for us to ask you? That was what I did during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; holidays, asking each and every one of them and that was how I lost my voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even today when I worked at Ticket Box I still had a trauma of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When customer asks 'What show time/movies do you have for tomorrow?' I'll just say 'Its the same as today's' Not to say I wanna be bossy or anything but its the only way to save my voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; May and Nicole came today and they screamed my name from the next counter. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Eexin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Lydia and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Foong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came to watch 'Curious Case of Benjamin Button' and Joanna came with her BF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By the end of the day my student card paper had 3 names less then stated in the report. I freaked out and noticed that the 3 rascals that came to watch Benjamin Button forgot to write down their students details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even Hanna Tan that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;graduated&lt;/span&gt; from Secondary School &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CENTURIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ago used her student card after she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;stick&lt;/span&gt; a cute sticker on it and those 3 rascals that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;graduated&lt;/span&gt; from the same school few &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONTHS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ago didn't bother to show their student cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was just joking. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I noticed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;patrons&lt;/span&gt; like to do this. They bought the tickets (some haven't) and they like to ask the question: 'Is this show nice?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Eg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Some woman came and bought tickets for 'Look for a Star' and she asked 'Is this show nice?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I would say 'No idea?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And she would put on a face and ask '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Har&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? You haven't watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I would put on a smile and say 'No.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I shall say this once again: '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I only sell tickets, I don't direct movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' Sometimes I feel like I'm a movie critic but in reality I'm not. How I wish I can be one. Then I can get a higher pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An uncle bought tickets for 'Curious Case of Benjamin Button' for tomorrow and he asked how long is that show gonna be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Almost 3 hours.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! So long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Yaloh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so tomorrow smuggle in a pillow la!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And there was this humorous customer that wanted to watch some movie but I told him its not showing here anymore and he said 'You put that show for me and I'll book the whole cinema.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Oh, that you'll have to wait until I owns &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;TGV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He asked me if I had a BF and I told him I don't. Asked me if I wanted to watch movie with him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; and I said I'll be busy working. His 2 female friends laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Say if he really meant what he said, I would still reject him cause I don't like the show he's watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I sold 2 tickets to 2 13 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt;. They wanted to watch Underworld but I told them 'No'. One of them came to my counter once during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; holidays and I can still remember what he did to me. He gave me a headache. The fat one wanted to lie to me and say they're buying for their friends. Please la? Do I look THAT dumb? At last they switched to Valkyrie and I forced the skinny one to show me his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cause its PG 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was one '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lady', as called by Lydia was asking me which show is nice. (I'm really sick of this question already seriously. Don't people have a target or an idea of what they're gonna watch before they buy the tickets?) I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;recommended&lt;/span&gt; to her '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Alls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well End's Well', 'Pink Panther 2', 'Underworld 3', 'Look for a Star' and even '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Upin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Ipin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'. She inquired about 'Look for a Star' and I told her who starred in it. She was like 'Oh, I watched that show twice, you dunno &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? I thought you worked here?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The last time I was at the ticket box was during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She wanted to watch 'Valkyrie' and I told her its a War movie. Her reply was 'Why? So what? Nothing wan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;mah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? I very 'In' wan you know?!' Then she turned to talk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Eexin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Lydia and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Jia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Foong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've seen this lady before. Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;mah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Not to say you're not 'In' but I was afraid that you might be bored to death when you watch this movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And and and! For you people out there who thinks that '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Geng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Upin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Ipin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' show is not nice. Think again. Its the first most successful Malaysian 3D animation ever made! So why don't you guys just bring in your kids and watch it? Cause so far I've only seen Malay customers buying tickets. Some patrons even made a 'Nah~' face when I told them its Malaysia production. Are you not a Malaysian yourself? Why must you underestimate your own country? Why can't you give your own country to prove herself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so gonna watch that show. Its so cute! Well I watched a little and I loved it! Those cute twins! X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Okey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I think I crapped way too long this time. Blogging is like a drug to me already. Hardly can survive without it when you have lots of things to blog about in a day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE OFFICIALLY 4X YEARS OLD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So stay healthy and make more money eh?&lt;br /&gt;I'm too shy to say it out in front of you cause you'll think that I'm still your innocent little girl so I'm saying it loudly now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You're the best! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Even though sometimes you can be very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;sweatifying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To the rest out there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and make your other half happy tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;If you're occupied, stay faithful.&lt;br /&gt;If you're single, stay hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;If you have that somebody in mind, don't stay there! Make your first move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It rhymed! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work today I fell on the stairs in front of food court. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; and I missed one step on the stairs hence, *Plop!* I fell on the floor. Not a very serious fall but it almost twisted my ankle.What is wrong with me anyway? And the news bout me falling at the Candy Bar spread so fast until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Amir&lt;/span&gt; today asked me 'How was your fall? Painful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;?' Duh? Can anybody fall and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;claims&lt;/span&gt; it to be FUN? I noticed that Kevin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Navin&lt;/span&gt; likes to throw ice cubes and raw corn at people. I was yelling at them across from the ticket box when they almost hit me with those stupid ice cubes. Really these people have nothing else better to do~ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881604311803873313-8073973546747149525?l=bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowwowdoggiekmm.blogspot.com/feed
