<?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-8807078372007064483</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:41:32.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extravaganza..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-3320082817027710062</id><published>2010-03-02T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:17:59.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for real this time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm gonna stand strong. Currently encountering some doubts which I think its quite tricky. &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/8807078372007064483-3320082817027710062?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/3320082817027710062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-real-this-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/3320082817027710062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/3320082817027710062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-real-this-time.html' title='for real this time'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-6653471749064515211</id><published>2010-02-03T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:58:54.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight to the point.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Special message to certain someone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;          &lt;br /&gt;I just wished that I could never see 'you' again, never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be noted that Yamaha is my working place, do try to overlook that place whenever you're in the proximity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleeasseee........ :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-6653471749064515211?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/6653471749064515211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/02/straight-to-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6653471749064515211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6653471749064515211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/02/straight-to-point.html' title='Straight to the point.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-7722691866476110359</id><published>2010-01-24T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:56:22.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i've done.</title><content type='html'>Fatigue, fagged, exhausted, tired, worn out, are simply the possible words to define my condition right now as my day was filled with energy consuming activities. I am already at my humblest stage of fitness, in fact, I've always been in this stage. I returned to school today, not for any undisputed memoirs or missing school kind of thing, but to join the juniors for training as they are preparing for the inter school competition. I can proudly say it out loud, I was totally out and was unable to keep up with the rising rhythm of the training. I felt like an old man. Training was VERY different these days, unlike those drills I've been through. But it's good to experience something new, and fun catching with them. =) Well, it all ended around 11o'clock and I was feeling so darn relieved when the final whistle was blew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, I went to the gym at Aeon(fitness first) with Wai Kiat and William. Wai Kiat has a free trials offer for some reason, and he asked us to tag along. I couldn't remember why did I agreed to join them but I did. It was merriment still to have joined. I'm not gonna talk much about what we did inside, but it was truly tiring and I mean it. I feel like I'm floating now. Stayed there for 4hours. Basically I was torturing myself today for no reason. I've gotta get some precious rest, allow me please. goodnight! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-7722691866476110359?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/7722691866476110359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-ive-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7722691866476110359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7722691866476110359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-ive-done.html' title='what i&apos;ve done.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-9183823941052189049</id><published>2010-01-21T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:36:40.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weako</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; When knee meets muscle, they become extremely lovable and intimate and live happily ever after.haha? Yes? Noooo! When this happens, fairy tales shouldn't be brought into the picture at all in the first place! haha What happened was, I played basketball today, and as I was dribbling the ball, I tried to dribble pass this guy. In the process of doing so, half way through I assume, that guy used his knee to block me. Apparently that attempt of trying to block me with his knee has caused me a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;'dreadful'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; injury on my leg. His knee knocked hard on part of my leg's muscle. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I wanted to shout &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;'WTF'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; so badly, but I didn't! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Instead, I succumbed to it and consent reluctantly and acted as if only a belittled impact hit me. But never mind, he's only a young boy, oh wait I don't know exactly how old is he but still, I'm willing to forgive him. I'ma take my time to massage the affected area and the worse thing is, I'm working tomorrow (10am-6pm). ehhwahh ehhwahh.. how to stand? hehe. Tak ape larh.. =) Goodnight people.. =*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-9183823941052189049?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/9183823941052189049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/weako.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/9183823941052189049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/9183823941052189049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/weako.html' title='Weako'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-1563744491283148722</id><published>2010-01-20T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T16:21:49.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I didn't realize this weird habit that I've been carrying until I was reminded. *sigh* Not any usual bad habits that you can thought of, like snoring loudly while sleeping or playing with Barbie Dolls when I have free time, but it's me, not viewing my friends' profile in Facebook. I mean, I'm so much depended only on the News Feed, where comments and statuses were posted. I never actually go to one's profile, to check out what has been playing in their lives. Unless he/she is a newly added person, I might just drop by and view their pictures and get to roughly know that particular person. Even close's friends profile! =( I think I'll have to start out with close friends' profile first, view it occasionally, make sure I know more or less about them and what's going on in their lives. *tada* hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;wookay, gotta go. I'm going to the salon with Mummy. I've been her very trustworthy driver lately. KAKAKA. hehe.  My hair is like a bush, you can even hide guitar pick in it. Since I've already got my very own picks, so it's unnecessary for me to 'steal'.  HAHAHAHA.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-1563744491283148722?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/1563744491283148722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/strange.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/1563744491283148722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/1563744491283148722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/strange.html' title='Strange'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-8142164823608031299</id><published>2010-01-18T00:11:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:54:33.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaw Dropped</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No words could ever describe such inhuman activity, this ain't a sin and this is as cliche as it may sound for some people. I was caught at the highest level of disbelief and incredulity before settling down at a restaurant earlier this evening. There sat a topless old-man, skinning some kind of animal and he was bathed with its(the animal) blood. Just a distance away, that hot-spot where the rare activity took place was swarmed by teenagers. As my anxiety arises, I couldn't care less to catch a glimpse myself of what's going there. Let the jaw dropping session begins:&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M7lCaHr6I/AAAAAAAAAXM/HXfLMy5Yju8/s1600-h/IMG_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M7lCaHr6I/AAAAAAAAAXM/HXfLMy5Yju8/s320/IMG_0077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427747483399204770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Skinning your friendly neighborhood's chicken? ohh wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M8KCAY8KI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CYY1lgRrY88/s1600-h/IMG_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M8KCAY8KI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CYY1lgRrY88/s320/IMG_0074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427748118946443426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this looks much like a chicky to you anymore right? That kept me wondering hard still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M-Hj74ECI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Y6K2Q5L3OP8/s1600-h/IMG_0073.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M-Hj74ECI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Y6K2Q5L3OP8/s320/IMG_0073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427750275537965090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: heyyy, that looks pretty familiar. Is that a *took a deep breathe*??????? NO WAY RIGHT?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M9tQ99d0I/AAAAAAAAAX0/VIANCmNgRBk/s1600-h/IMG_0076.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M9tQ99d0I/AAAAAAAAAX0/VIANCmNgRBk/s320/IMG_0076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427749823769835330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It might looked like a dog to you, but no way! It has got wings! That bloody old man was skinning bats!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M-rVchNXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/oaJPq7q9D0M/s1600-h/IMG_0075.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M-rVchNXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/oaJPq7q9D0M/s320/IMG_0075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427750890123638130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I assume he enjoyed himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M_I2J96CI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OZZ5ph__JB8/s1600-h/IMG_0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M_I2J96CI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OZZ5ph__JB8/s320/IMG_0078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427751397120403490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After skinning, you cut them into pieces.. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;I interviewed that man, he told me that these bats are pre-ordered. There are actually 'animals' who eats bats! WHATTT THHHE HEELLLLL righhhhtt?? Look at those heads, each and every one of it. It still speaks for itself. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-8142164823608031299?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/8142164823608031299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/jaw-dropped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/8142164823608031299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/8142164823608031299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/jaw-dropped.html' title='Jaw Dropped'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S1M7lCaHr6I/AAAAAAAAAXM/HXfLMy5Yju8/s72-c/IMG_0077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-923162832706737566</id><published>2010-01-17T16:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:13:15.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mortified</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;    I've failed to search for the righteousness of the whole matter, matter in which its so simply and yet so complicated. I'm in doubt of whether the decision that I've made or the move that I've taken is right for the relevant parties. Am I going a little bit way too swift? I could just feel the unavailability of some essential element(s). With all that I could ever do, I don't wish to inflict anymore unwanted pain to anyone no more especially you. So I'ma review it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-923162832706737566?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/923162832706737566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/mortified.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/923162832706737566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/923162832706737566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/mortified.html' title='Mortified'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-6404631758564033386</id><published>2010-01-12T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:55:34.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avaricious</title><content type='html'>I was so in the mood to blog about my weekend in which it went so pretty simply and low profile. Miraculously I enjoyed such things and thought it would be great to have it again, until this very day at work, a dashing hopes came to ruin the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Just when you thought someone is being nice to you as a good friend, they are actually envious and jealous of you. Jealousy are so excruciating that it would endure someone to tear some other people apart and breaks into souls. I'm poured with disappointment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyhow, I miss ma babe.. This has got nothing to do with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-6404631758564033386?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/6404631758564033386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/avaricious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6404631758564033386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6404631758564033386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/avaricious.html' title='Avaricious'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-2003962126909863101</id><published>2010-01-08T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T15:21:11.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opera(oprah) Winfrey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0bcYEGxRqI/AAAAAAAAAXE/04-HwqF2EpA/s1600-h/IMG_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0bcYEGxRqI/AAAAAAAAAXE/04-HwqF2EpA/s320/IMG_0059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424265107191449250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look what they have? I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;immensely&lt;/span&gt; impressed upon stepping in. It goes along with its name beautifully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*I just woke up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-2003962126909863101?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/2003962126909863101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/operaoprah-winfrey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/2003962126909863101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/2003962126909863101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/operaoprah-winfrey.html' title='Opera(oprah) Winfrey.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0bcYEGxRqI/AAAAAAAAAXE/04-HwqF2EpA/s72-c/IMG_0059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-3802305081880749976</id><published>2010-01-06T13:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:13:15.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YA think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was at work yesterday, the morning shift to be exact. I find it so cool to be able to access into the building through the loading bay because I've never been there, and can only peep from a far range whenever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I pass by it. So it was yesterday, as I took my steps towards the loading bay, I felt so much like an employee, the right feeling of being an employee! FUH! hahaha. Months back, I worked at the same place(yamaha). For that short period of time, I entered through the main entrance, where all the shoppers gain their access. So cliche! This time, I did it the employees' way! AHHHH MANN! cooolio! The working hours in Yamaha went by as usual, but with very little customers due to the reopening of schools for students. But it's fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received some new stocks with large boxes yesterday, and I found myself trapped inside a large box with tapes to seal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the opening for being notorious and cheeky. And then the box was transferred out of the store, so humiliating! haha. Alright, this is what happened. I(kelvinkoh) saw this box which was right opened in front of me, and the size of the box was able to fit me through my judgment. Since I had nothing to do, I went inside the box and sat for a while. Little did I was, my moves was monitored! Mr. Christopher came so quickly to seal up the opening with tapes. I wanted to scream and cry out loud for mercy but I don't want to create hav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oc that would irked the whole mall. So, all I did was just some medium volume screaming. It didn't work out of course. hahaha. As I was transferred out of the store, I stayed OUT there for roughly 20seconds before I was freed. Ohh goshh..I will never forget this, and I will never get into a box regardless of whatever circumstances no more. hahaha. crazy people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I've found in the pantry at Yamaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0QoxzpHA6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/gC8RO4vpBlw/s1600-h/IMG_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0QoxzpHA6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/gC8RO4vpBlw/s320/IMG_0054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423504687402255266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&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/8807078372007064483-3802305081880749976?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/3802305081880749976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/ya-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/3802305081880749976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/3802305081880749976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/ya-think.html' title='YA think?'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0QoxzpHA6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/gC8RO4vpBlw/s72-c/IMG_0054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-2610054188939027684</id><published>2010-01-03T21:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:39:40.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The flow continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;(WHAT?? I've never started a post greeting the readers!haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, if you don't realize, which I'm sure most of you will do, we are living in a brand new year already! That excites me tremendously all the time whenever I look at the calendar.  :D I've got this feeling from the bottom of my heart that I'm about to have a great, GREAT year ahead. All I can do now is to keep my fingers crossed and hopefully dreams will turn into reality. HAHA. I'm really liking 2010 you see, even though it has been only 3days breaking into the new year, and I've been sick since yesterday, that will not stop me from further loving the year 2010. I know I know, it doesn't make any sense. haha. Couldn't care less? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you guys enjoyed Christmas? I couldn't remember what was I doing on Christmas but I remembered I was at The Curve during the eve! To clear up the air, I did not club okay, I was there with my lovely family except for my sister. We were expecting to catch some lively and entertaining fireworks but naaah, nothing~ We had a warm dinner at The Paddington, and as usual the foam spraying ceremony then after. It's kinda stupid, to 'spray' all your money at people and then u get addicted. 5cans after 5cans after 5cans and the list goes on. Hey, chillax larh, christmas comes only once in a year? hahaha Oh yea yea, I was Brian's house for dinner during Christmas and was at The Bamboo after dinner with friends. righttt I saw my bro's friends there and one of them was like, 'Come come, drink! bring all your friends! drink more! you and your bro are good friends of mine.' He was drunk I think. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back considerably late after hanging out at The Bamboo,  and I have to wake up at 7.30am the next day for the YA Teens Camp! It starts on the 26th till the 29th, just on time for Mum's birthday which is on the 30th. That very camp, have instilled some very valuable and worthful lesson into me. I kept questioning myself, even till the very last minute when I was boarding into the bus, 'Why am I, a Buddhist, attending a Christian camp??'  Till now I still couldn't find a valid answer but I have no regrets attending, it changes my perspective towards life significantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0CuNedaQUI/AAAAAAAAAWU/3qFSn_IPNQA/s1600-h/IMG_0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0CuNedaQUI/AAAAAAAAAWU/3qFSn_IPNQA/s320/IMG_0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422525497892028738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I looked ugly I know, but I have to introduce this guy to u ppl man! He is a pastor, he preaches so energetically and full with passion. The message he tried to conveyed was literally received by most! Though he is short, but he has got everything to topple tall guys. Throughout the camp, I only took ONE very picture of myself, and this is the very one! Wait till you know him and you'll understand why of all the hot girls there, I would only want to take a picture with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN COMES THE NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very excited as usual, without any reason backing it, just mere excitement. hahaha. Mua had a countdown party at The Mist club at Bangsar with my kawans kawans, and goshh, it was monopolized mainly by Indians(bukan racist). I was lucky enough to have a companion, and sure did enjoyed, Indians or not story of the yesteryear. HAHA. I'm sorry I don't have much pictures to enlighten the post. I kinda have this 'thang' going on with my phone's camera. I don't like using it, it's very troublesome and difficult to handle?&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year has been great thus far I would say, as for today, after breakfast I went to the HELP University College's Open Day. After a short unimpressive counseling session, we decided to leave the place and head to UCSI University College which I've shortlisted out of all the colleges. Then I was in Midvalley for some window-shopping which turned out to be a real shopping, I mean I'm so used to window-shopping larh. HAHA. Bought a skinny and two jerseys from Topman, on sales lar wei! If it wasn't for the SALE sign, I wouldn't have stepped in!HAHAHA. As for dinner, there was a little controversy, my bro wants to dine in Delicious, because he spotted some girls that caught his eye. He denied the speculation somehow, but nehmind, only his heart and god knows the truth.hahaha I didn't want to dine in Delicious, so I pulled my mum along with me to the Chilli's which is right beside Delicious. Slowly, they gave up going against me and joined me and my mum! *TADA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0C1IXbPqTI/AAAAAAAAAWc/A83asPjjzVg/s1600-h/IMG_0051.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0C1IXbPqTI/AAAAAAAAAWc/A83asPjjzVg/s320/IMG_0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422533106685946162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0C1ZYbXaNI/AAAAAAAAAWk/szZqnT3HfSs/s1600-h/IMG_0052.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0C1ZYbXaNI/AAAAAAAAAWk/szZqnT3HfSs/s320/IMG_0052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422533399012665554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0C1kBnjjYI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pJo6N0DHW3g/s1600-h/IMG_0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0C1kBnjjYI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pJo6N0DHW3g/s320/IMG_0053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422533581868338562" border="0" /&gt;I had this Sounthern Lamb blah bla bla bla. The reason why I can't walk after dinner. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo tired.&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-2610054188939027684?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/2610054188939027684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/flow-continues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/2610054188939027684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/2610054188939027684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2010/01/flow-continues.html' title='The flow continues'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/S0CuNedaQUI/AAAAAAAAAWU/3qFSn_IPNQA/s72-c/IMG_0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-50030094461563425</id><published>2009-12-19T00:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T01:18:11.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ran-dom</title><content type='html'>I finally played a 'competitive' match today, after sooo long. I have to admit that I wasn't even into it, I was gasping for air throughout the first quarter and for a minute, I even thought of giving up and pick up the task of the bench warmer. But the game progressed significantly and more likely as time passes by. I felt comfortable playing basketball (hooooray) after a while and I didn't want to stop. Though I did not shine like a 'star', but I really enjoyed the beauty of it. OH ya, we had this friendly with guys from PJ because these guys are heading to CHINA for an international friendly with several top grade clubs. Just as I wondered, how are they going to survive over there in China? The standard of playing is no joke to us Malaysian. Still, I'm still hoping for the best out of them. =) Oh yea, FYI, we beat them okay! But only by a small margin. oppps! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's the setback, remember how I used to emphasized on how much I would wanna play in competitive matches again? I just got to know that, there's only ONE freaking tournament left for me and it falls on the 26th of December which isn't a very good date because I'd be heading to PD again for a camp? I think? haha. Which means I won't be playing! I SO wanna go to the camp and at the same time SO wanna play for that tournament! I've already registered for that camp, and there's no way that I can pull out. Conclusion is, CAMP it is okay? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I found what interest me the most for the time being these day. You guys heard of the 90210? Ahhh man, I've been spending MOST of my time watching 90210 man! Its so good, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Syu3Ib02zzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/tFLhCfDffPk/s1600-h/90210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Syu3Ib02zzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/tFLhCfDffPk/s320/90210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416624332379442994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cast of the show. Uhhuh, they missed out Adrianna, who is equally hot and hot and hot. So much drama and so much emotion! Try watching maybe? No?? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Syu43_FvT7I/AAAAAAAAAWM/0l1nXOx-NL8/s1600-h/90210+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Syu43_FvT7I/AAAAAAAAAWM/0l1nXOx-NL8/s320/90210+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416626248810975154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adrianna = Missy in the driver's seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and, SHU WEN. Why are you blaming me over and over again? I thought I made myself pretty clear already, it wasn't my fault. I would want to 'repay' you, but some people thinks that I'm just making excuses. Critics from 'you know who' made it impossible. huhu..  I don't want to be dubbed as a desperado okay? Clear your mind and think it over again alright? Please... It's not my fault.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-50030094461563425?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/50030094461563425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/12/ran-dom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/50030094461563425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/50030094461563425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/12/ran-dom.html' title='Ran-dom'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Syu3Ib02zzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/tFLhCfDffPk/s72-c/90210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-6465575738830124370</id><published>2009-12-09T11:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:37:29.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet O'mine.</title><content type='html'>I still can't digest the fact that I just finished my exam and I'm officially out of high-school. =O This is all happening was too quick and I've stumbled upon disbelief. I've been praying so hard for SPM to end, and now that is done, I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO NEXT! great. ahahaha. I felt awkward when I got home yesterday, because the feeling of 'i need to study for the next paper' was no longer there. But I'm slowly coping with it, which is a good thing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home yesterday, and the first thing I did was some 'hardcore chores!' Longing for this moment ever since ever. Hold it, the chores I meant was, clearing up all the books and notes in my room. Apparently, my room was flooded by waves of notes and books, not that I've studied hard and have been burning the midnight oil but it makes it easier for me to reach out for the books/notes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;WHEN&lt;/span&gt; I feel like studying. Hahahaha. The time rarely comes. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in the evening, I went out with bunch of friends to Sunway to experience the first-hand freedom after those disastrous months before the exam. And today, I'd be leaving to PD with my friends for some leisure by the beach and the next day we'll be departing to KL from PD for another night. This is like an immediate celebration after SPM, I was suggesting to at least take a break first or something. But it got objected, it's okay! hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have like this play going on in my mind of what should I be doing and what do I want to do yesterday night. After hours of critical thinking, I've come up with an&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "I can't wait list"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to fill up my time during the holidays. And clinging on the top is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I CAN'T WAIT TO PARTY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as though I've behind bars for years, and I need to exploit myself in a good way. That is why I agreed to the immediate enjoyment stated above without any loath. But firstly, I would like to apologize to my brain cells, as it will be killed/denatured by the cause of bla bla bla. Not sure how much of it, but still sorrry! I've already make a vow to control my intake of bla bla bla, and I'm gonna make it happen! Party responsibly you see. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Next is, I CAN'T WAIT TO PLAY BKB AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to be fit and play in competitive matches again, though I've always lose in big games but still I wanna play! Well, this doesn't mean that I love to lose okay! hahaha. I've played a couple of times before the end of SPM, and the guilt accumulated was immense. =/ I don't know why. As far as I know, there will be only ONE last tournament left for the under-17. I should treasure it! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Then, I CAN'T WAIT TO WORK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been keeping up with my blog few months back, I actually worked for 5days in Yamaha and I fell in love with working right on the course. I was dubbed as the worst musician ever and I'm working in that store. Doesn't make sense right? hahaha. But seriously, it was downright cool and fun to work okay! The problem is, no one wants to hire me now! XD ohhh shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And the fourth is, I CAN'T WAIT TO EXPLORE NEW THINGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things in life, different people, culture and diversity. I just can't wait to explore most of the wonderful things in life. GAHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Fifth, I CAN'T WAIT TO GET MY LICENSE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been delaying my license exam/Undang for months, and its getting on my mum's nerve. Not a very pleasing thing to know. But at the end, I could drive around, roam places I always wanted to go, and not troubling my mum. Nice isn't it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;And lastly, I CAN'T WAIT TO GO TO COLLEGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going college would be awesome and exhilarating, but the feeling of being a freshman all over again isn't conducive at all. Above all, I reckon things will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; better in college AND hopefully there wouldn't be any gays. I'm not trying to imply that gays will inevitably fall for me, but I do  have this instinct of disliking gays. Sorry if I offended gays out there, but we could be ONLY friends? no? hahaha...  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta go, am feeling really nice to start blogging again. I have to start packing now! Will see you guys some time in future. chaooooww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-6465575738830124370?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/6465575738830124370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/12/sweet-omine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6465575738830124370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6465575738830124370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/12/sweet-omine.html' title='Sweet O&apos;mine.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-3757002386425939744</id><published>2009-11-13T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:30:26.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly What</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's the long awaited beginning of the end. I'ma rumble you down SPM. This is it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry fellows, sacrifices needs to be done for something in return. Be it huge sacrifices like those that would take up lives or petty sacrifices like what I'm doing now :ditching my blog. hahaha I've tonnes and tonnes of updates, things I wanna divulged. But it will all be after my examination. I can't wait, I can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-3757002386425939744?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/3757002386425939744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/11/exactly-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/3757002386425939744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/3757002386425939744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/11/exactly-what.html' title='Exactly What'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-1441671638387930502</id><published>2009-10-31T20:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:46:26.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom, shake &amp; drop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I guess, Halloween really served me right. Spooky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; is sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Suw_zOj7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/vpJ1xfHMadc/s1600-h/DSC00886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Suw_zOj7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/vpJ1xfHMadc/s320/DSC00886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398760202625041394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I have unleashed the tame 'beast' in me for once after so long. It felt good. Long stressed days, weeks and months made this super-hyped day even more possible. The most beautiful thing on earth are girls, and nothing else. Even though they are often the cause of many biological diseases like the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Klinefelter's Syndrome&lt;/span&gt;, the one disease I recently just filled in. HAHAHA. Don't come pointing guns at me women,It can be negotiated! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement didn't end there, it was followed by my school's Graduation Day! hooraay? Ya crap, we are still attending school as usual.hahaha. I don't know whether was it because of my clothes or what? I've got all sorts of funny and incompatible comments which I'm totally glad of hearing it. hahaha. doesn't make any senses here. Ohh ya, right after the graduation, me and bunch of my friends hit Aeon for the sizzling hot movie starred by the ever-so-refined &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Megan Fox&lt;/span&gt;. It was a blow for me as I only rate the movie 6/10. The story-line ain't that impressive after all, besides the always-in-shape body of course. Well, that wasn't the highlight of the day actually. Us, as in me, Jermz, cg and wai kiat was on course for some of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;wickedest&lt;/span&gt; dare of all times. The idea came out of the blue as we are supposed to take turns to literally strike on a girl by chance of no harm. Then, we are required to either speak to the girl about absolutely anything that makes sense or just inquire for their number just so your creativity juices have ran out. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 of us&lt;/span&gt; made it through with style, 1 got hung in the middle, and another 1 was probably because of insufficient time. Hey, it was just for fun and mean utterly no threats to young girls. Well as the matter in fact, they actually Loved all these approaches by guys. Girls, you've got to admit that, don't hide it, and face the truth!hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Suw-SmYAybI/AAAAAAAAAV0/p9TbVZdowUU/s1600-h/DSC00887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 332px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Suw-SmYAybI/AAAAAAAAAV0/p9TbVZdowUU/s320/DSC00887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398758542570211762" border="0" /&gt;Where was my hands again?? Oh ya, the robe was huge! It 'ate' my hands off. &lt;/a&gt;Looked dumb enough, but loved the dumb side to bits!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-1441671638387930502?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/1441671638387930502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/boom-shake-drop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/1441671638387930502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/1441671638387930502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/boom-shake-drop.html' title='Boom, shake &amp; drop.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Suw_zOj7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/vpJ1xfHMadc/s72-c/DSC00886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-5944913088292690696</id><published>2009-10-28T15:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T15:58:09.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soooper Kiddo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;He is implausibly incredible!! Just like an Incredible Hulk, just that he's smaller in size. Mini Incredible Hulk I would say. Watch him flow people.. &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PndJi2Sia2w&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PndJi2Sia2w&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-5944913088292690696?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/5944913088292690696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/soooper-kiddo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/5944913088292690696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/5944913088292690696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/soooper-kiddo.html' title='Soooper Kiddo.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-5379486970605479259</id><published>2009-10-25T03:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T03:18:23.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ka herr</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;On Saturday evening, I was at AEON for a little while and all of a sudden, I found my way to the airport. It was nothing miracle that happened or what, bro had to finish up some work at the airport, some carpentry stuff I assume, so I was asked to follow since staying at AEON was as dull as it always seem. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;At the airport, I was restricted from entering the site where construction work takes place. I’ve already knew about that because my bro told before I even hopped into the car, so I was smart and wise enough to bring along my Physics book. He headed his way and I pocketed some cash before I went on my way, which later turned out to be McDonald. *sighs* hahahaha. If only I have in mind of where to go, I wouldn’t have chosen that place okay. Hahaha. So there was this one time, when I was in the lift alone, and there suddenly came 3 Malay guys storming their way towards the lift from as 'faaaaaarrrrrr' as &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:8pt;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;5metres.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And of course, being a considerate citizen which I already am *clears throat*, I kept the door opened for that 3 Malay guys to come in. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;All of them came in and one of them LOOKED at me as if I was that animal howling behind his house yesterday night and caused him to be sleepless. How terrible could he be? I was saying it to myself: WTF dude, I’ve done a deed here hello! I should totally let you missed the lift. Gosh! But I smiled to him instead, portraying moral value here. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;Man: *continues looking, glaring I think* &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;Me: *continues WTF-ing, and it’s time for me to look back*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;Man: ahhh, Are you a Malaysian??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;For a minute, I was thinking of making fun of him by saying: I’m from a country you barely even know! After all, what he did was cruel. But I didn’t! haha&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;Me: Yes, I AM a Malaysian *grins* :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;Man: *scratches his head, like for real* Ohhhh, I see! Cantik mukanyer.comel lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;Me: *looks away pretending like as if I was never in national school and never learnt Melayu*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;Luckily it was time for me to go off already, reached my level and before I leave.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;Me: Have a nice day!! *and left*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is the main point, not all the above: &lt;/span&gt;WHAT could that animal be, huh?! Censored! 3 guys talking about how CANTIK a muka is? GUYS?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;COMEL? guys??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO TO SLEEP KEL! It's 3 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you find this braggy? U have a great sense of "humour".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-5379486970605479259?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/5379486970605479259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/ka-herr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/5379486970605479259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/5379486970605479259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/ka-herr.html' title='Ka herr'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-7272011233829366192</id><published>2009-10-20T14:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T15:03:28.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday...</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh look at the calendar, it's 20th of October!! man... okay! The date, besides playing a role as a tip-off reminder of how much time left for me to study for SPM, it also tells me that exactly 17 years back from today, a friend of mine, who is so dramatic in the way she speaks and always equipped with quick wit and chirpy humour was born. Ohhh ohhh, she even pointed the finger at facebooks settings or management or whatever for the incident whereby my facebook account was dropped off in her friend's list. Ahahahhahahaha. Alright, I know I shouldn't have brought that up. You've explained to me. So sorry.! LOL hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY XINXIN!! YOU'RE OFFICIALLY 17 NOW! ENJOY YOUR 17TH BIRTHDAY WHICH I'M SURE WOULD BE A BLAST IN D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OWNTOWN LONDON. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/St1fvzG1_sI/AAAAAAAAAVk/UiNbl2b2SB0/s1600-h/DSC00100aa.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/St1fvzG1_sI/AAAAAAAAAVk/UiNbl2b2SB0/s320/DSC00100aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394573203437125314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never fail to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&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/8807078372007064483-7272011233829366192?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/7272011233829366192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7272011233829366192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7272011233829366192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday...'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/St1fvzG1_sI/AAAAAAAAAVk/UiNbl2b2SB0/s72-c/DSC00100aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-2172994048317902267</id><published>2009-10-19T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:57:34.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Envious maybe??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry for the setback on my blog progress. Life isn't flowing as smoothly as it used to be these days. May I, the sinner, apologize for such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this,hefty speculation, having thought that 'someone' who was all the while being nice would suddenly storm from the back and SNATCH every single thing out of you. Who, I shall not disclose even if its for a beguiling price-tag. I was constantly told by mum to beware. Am sure she had the firsthand knowledge of most things. So, I should just accept openhearted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to have an answer to myself, why am I still thinking of certain someone?? This, to the greatest objection, shouldn't be occurring nor happening. Walk away by Paula Deanda seemingly to have brought everything back out of nowhere. What was the connection there? Who shall I grunt to and seek for assistance? May be it was just a mood swing, it will go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, besides keeping my day as productive as possible, I have another objective. And that is : TO GAIN MY WEIGHT, HOPEFULLY TO 65KGS! I know this is sick for some people, but I really don't like it this way now. Of course, this is for a good cause and is not going to work through the unhealthy way. A friend of mine suggested a prominent way to gain weight, have every meal of yours, be it breakfast/lunch/dinner/ or supper, consume fast food! Great idea, thanks but no thanks! I'll die within a month before I get scale myself on the weighing scale. Hmmmm.. Do feel free to drop me some suggestion if you have any.? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-2172994048317902267?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/2172994048317902267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/envious-maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/2172994048317902267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/2172994048317902267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/envious-maybe.html' title='Envious maybe??'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-6771325613358231545</id><published>2009-10-12T17:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:36:16.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal De La Soe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/StMDJa01OrI/AAAAAAAAAVc/z21OijmheNI/s1600-h/IMG_5014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/StMDJa01OrI/AAAAAAAAAVc/z21OijmheNI/s320/IMG_5014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391656639247235762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Huuhhh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday = Mua enjoyed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, as in the family, went to Kay Elle to have some leisurely time together. It's been a while since the last time mum&amp;amp;dad took the public transport, therefore, we decided to make our trip there with KTM Commuter. wooosh. Made our stop at the KL Sentral/Central station and was welcomed by Sis who was then responsible to commute us around the city. Firstly, we arrived at The Pavilion, drop off the car at the jockey and off, sneaking INTO the mall. Unsurprised norm, we did not get anything from that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;place &lt;/span&gt;but instead we received freebies from ice creams by the walkway and posters. right! I already had it pasted on the wall of my room! :D great, now my room looks even smaller, but nvm. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I did make an attempt to something!! I went into &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Topman&lt;/span&gt; and tried on several coat, ironically trying to lure them into buying it for me. AND as usual, it always fail, and this time failed even more horribly!hahaha Nahh, wasn't hurt at all. XD hahaha. As the cheeky attempt came to an end, we swayed out of the mall and walked around the proximity of Pavilion. Then, it was along the road and it's time to check in into Sungei Wang!! FUHHYOH! I remembered the first time I stepped into that place, was introduced by someone who lives in overseas throughout her adolescent about this place. How pathetic huh! hahaha. I don't really like that place actually, but its impression for me now is getting better after time. I have yet to give a thumbs up for the clothes there but for the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; funny&lt;/span&gt; people YEA! NO DOUBT! I really find some people there rather amusing, they have this really stand-out hairstyle, or maybe, quirky and kinky fashion sense that makes you go wow. I can't take my eyes off them at first, but I had to okay! LOL hahaha WAWA LAND LAR! *smacks head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was sunset which means it's dinner time. We had quite a hard time deciding where to eat though, (there larh, where???? NEHH, dont wan larh.) BUT, we finally came up with the most ideal place to eat of all. Just nice, we went to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Jogoya&lt;/span&gt; for dinner!! The Mouth watery food Heaven! Oh yea, at the entrance of the Starhill Gallery right, I met this 'guy' who has this really funny-looking feature. CUte and cool!&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/StMB11m7ssI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2BUotIrTGhs/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 397px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/StMB11m7ssI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2BUotIrTGhs/s320/DSC00860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391655203327685314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you should know now why did I put that inverted '  ' there. hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont' play play ar, this 'guy' is made of pure Bronze you know.. It's opaque inside, that would cost quite some money! hmmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Sleaze-r, gotta sign off now.. *peace*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-6771325613358231545?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/6771325613358231545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/journal-de-la-soe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6771325613358231545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6771325613358231545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/journal-de-la-soe.html' title='Journal De La Soe'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/StMDJa01OrI/AAAAAAAAAVc/z21OijmheNI/s72-c/IMG_5014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-4768881937983964593</id><published>2009-10-08T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T02:20:46.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Article of Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another day was wasted off just like that, never knowing what's the best for me to do. I was at the Butterfly Park earlier&lt;/span&gt;(to play bkb)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, I played bball and thought it would be best for me to take a rest after few matches in a row. I had to wait for my friends as they're still playing. While waiting, I don't know why, I had this unusual, strange and long lost feeling. I paused and It goes on like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I felt the alienation from the 'widowed' status,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seeing fellow counterpart showered with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always find it hard to decipher rightly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What exactly do I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have yet to find out till this very moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I vowed to not turn around indefinitely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking back at those overwrought chronologies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would try to get what's might be calling out to me right now. And I think I know what exactly it is. Needless to put more words on that anymore, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I CAN'T LIVE A LIFE ALONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is all  I can spill for the time being. P/S to ********: tried to be pessimistic, but optimism engulfed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORGIVE ME FOR BEING A SINNER,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEREBY SIGNING off.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/8807078372007064483-4768881937983964593?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/4768881937983964593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/sway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/4768881937983964593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/4768881937983964593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/sway.html' title='Short Article of Faith'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-4431671434598337672</id><published>2009-10-07T00:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:55:04.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirate - d</title><content type='html'>Haven't been experiencing the aura to blog these days, and I'm sorry. My creativity juicer is running out, but no worries. hmmm  Alright now life, well I have been working out a lot these days. BUT, there's not much difference, I can't see shit! Nahh, I just wanna keep myself healthy, that's it. Since I can't and was unable to pick up the books and start reading absolutely all the time, I'd prefer to work out a little bit. Better than nothing right? Oh great, it's 12.12am now! So, on Monday, I went to the ever-so-lucrative &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Pasar Malam&lt;/span&gt; to hunt some food or snacks that might lure me into buying it and digest it in my stomach. I go for food with 'looks', the look you'll never forget. hahahaha.(ignore that) I used to go there quite often last year for the same quest, but the practice was cut due to reason I couldn't even remember. That wasn't the point, now this is! As I was walking and casting my eyes on those stalls right, I was SHOCKED when I came across this ONE particular stall!! Do you wanna know why? Even if you say no, I'm still gonna say it. It's getting on my nerves. The shithead stall operator was selling pirated Crocs on the street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SstvOZfLKtI/AAAAAAAAAU0/vIRWJ3pPKeo/s1600-h/DSC00855.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SstvOZfLKtI/AAAAAAAAAU0/vIRWJ3pPKeo/s320/DSC00855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389523672229423826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How surreal huh? With the packaging?? And that word there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sstvo99L7kI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8gfgqly-u80/s1600-h/DSC00858.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sstvo99L7kI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8gfgqly-u80/s320/DSC00858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389524128695578178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is EXACTLY like the original one in store! but not the printing. crappy shithead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SstvhCHXt8I/AAAAAAAAAVE/1I8rqKfxTT0/s1600-h/DSC00857.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SstvhCHXt8I/AAAAAAAAAVE/1I8rqKfxTT0/s320/DSC00857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389523992373082050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well this one is totally out, daringly placed the tag there! Have never seen it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SstvYaUS0sI/AAAAAAAAAU8/r8fPBPC2-1U/s1600-h/DSC00856.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SstvYaUS0sI/AAAAAAAAAU8/r8fPBPC2-1U/s320/DSC00856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389523844250915522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the choices!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to snapped a few quick shots as shown above with the help of my friend who was distracting the shithead operator's attention. Each pair priced at RM25, that gives me a reason to give him a cockstare while walking pass him but was subsequently ignored! damn. I guess I wasn't dreadful enough, watch you bespectacled copy pig! He wears a specs if you don't know. Where are the copyrights?? Okay, I was a lil mad and provoked inside of me, actually, I find it kinda funny you know.. I LAUGHED when I first saw it, not even joking you! hahaha. When I was laughing, the shithead looked at me, so what did I do? I shut myself up and walked away! LOL Came back an hour later to grab those shots! BOO YOU MAN!! crazy how things are these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hitting bed now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-4431671434598337672?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/4431671434598337672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/havent-been-experiencing-aura-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/4431671434598337672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/4431671434598337672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/10/havent-been-experiencing-aura-to-blog.html' title='Pirate - d'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SstvOZfLKtI/AAAAAAAAAU0/vIRWJ3pPKeo/s72-c/DSC00855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-8197824881391079834</id><published>2009-09-28T15:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T16:24:39.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh gooshh. Simple one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SsBxvXZTJPI/AAAAAAAAAUs/UbRvfO2oshs/s1600-h/IMG_5183.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SsBxvXZTJPI/AAAAAAAAAUs/UbRvfO2oshs/s320/IMG_5183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386430212883031282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a very tiring and fatigue past week for mua. Got over and set of the working spree and finally reached Friday(25/09/09), thank god it's Friday, Tgif! I had the chance to finally enjoy myself which I doubt I've been working real hard in whatsoever sense. So it was at night, my bro brought me to Sanctuary at the Curves to have some fun. Oh man, I wasn't impressed at all, we had some beverages(alcoholic bitch) over the night and was waiting for the clock to strike 12. No No, basically, I was the only one who's anticipating for it! Guys, come on! It has been a while since I've done that, of course I'm much delighted. The Worst and Most Undesirable thing happened when it was minutes away from 12o'clock and lots of people are rushing in which was a sight I truly enjoyed, "Shall we go now?? I think we should!! *smiles*" said bro. WWHHHATT???!!!! I exploded deep deeeepppppp down in me and said shall we just finished up our drinks first? In such a polite and calm way. He said, "No, just leave it there." That leads me to no choice but to hold back my 'lecherousness' to party! THAT IS WHY I WASN'T IMPRESSED AT ALL! Never mind.. But I had a  pretty soundly sleep after that though. Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next very morning, I woke up at wee hours to get prepared for my tuition. Slept considerably Late and woke up inconsiderably early, that caused a lil misdirected of my attention during the class. But it was only for a while, I strut and regain my attention and remembered learning about my homeland's history. *dude, it's a history class, of course history lar* hahahaha. The day went on and time ticks away until the day reached noon, had Bio class and after that, went to get some garments as promised by Dad. =) Man I'm a cheap slut, I bought two shirt for less than RM90, and felt a sense of victorious accomplishment then after. But I'm happy about it. HAHAHAHA. Till then, it was evening already, got geared up and was supposed to make an appearance at my Dai Sou's parents' house as her brother is getting married the day after, bachelor night you see! In the car, surrounded by old people who are heading to a different occasion for a wedding dinner, amidst of the journey, these old people got to know that their table aren't gonna be fully occupied. Then, guess what, they decided to 'sabotage' this petty little boy(me) who was with them in the car to go! JUST TO FILL UP THE SPACES! hahaha. And do you know how they psych you out?? omg, I find it real lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of the old folk&lt;/span&gt;: Go larh, follow us!! There got a lot of girls you know! that bachelor night got no girls wan, all boys! Come lar, come!! *pats on my back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: ehehehe *in a way that u know its fake*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They actually thought that I can be easily bought by just saying that there will be girls around. HOW COULD THEY? Nvm.. But I followed them still, had NO choice. haha. And that night, I came back LATE again, what time do I have to wake up the next day? EARLYY!! AGAIN!! The wedding I promised to help out, remembered?? Didn't sleep well though.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about the helping out at the wedding lunch, it was kinda fun and cool for me. I helped, I ate, and I received two ang paos for lending a hand. How nice!! It never take me long enough to spend it. LOL Departed to Pyramid to have a simple dinner with the newly-wed couple and my bro and his wife at Kim Gary. Only five of us, we talked and it really made me feel awkward as I'm the only single one there AND the youngest one not to forget. hahahaha. I am not even weaken by the status of being single. LOL Haiyooo, repeatedly I was home late though knowing that I have BM and BI paper the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its near evening now and I'm blogging to keep my blog alive and shine. Right now, as I punch on the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Publish Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; button, I'ma doze off for a little while. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-8197824881391079834?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/8197824881391079834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohh-gooshh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/8197824881391079834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/8197824881391079834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohh-gooshh.html' title='ohh gooshh. Simple one.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SsBxvXZTJPI/AAAAAAAAAUs/UbRvfO2oshs/s72-c/IMG_5183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-7410567280145097572</id><published>2009-09-25T13:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:14:40.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell teeee...</title><content type='html'>Oh thank lord, healthy food for breakfast at last. No more Bah Kut Teh, no more Dim Sum and certainly no more chicken rice or whatever Chinese delicacies. I have been keeping up with some really unhealthy menus these days, and also sleeping at time surpassed my bedtime.bad bad. On the other hand, I'm currently experiencing some mixed emotions. Feeling remorseful and sad, because yesterday was my LAST working day.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(i sold another guitar)&lt;/span&gt; Happy and rejoiced, because there would be extra sleeping time and a lil healthier food for my meal. Do you know that I've been consuming fast food and donuts endlessly and so frequently until it disgust me?(inclusive of dinner and late dinner, but not supper)  I know I could be branded as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;'siao'&lt;/span&gt; to have said that. hahahaha. But its the truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I have to let go my craze to work and concentrate on what's suppose to be. As shocking as it may sound, I have yet to revise on my last few papers for my trials which will be continued this up coming Monday. AND AND, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Dai Sou&lt;/span&gt;'s (sister-in-law in Cantonese) brother is getting married this Sunday, with much willingness I agreed to usher the guests during the gleeful occasion. I wouldn't wanna freeze off such 'honorable plea' though it's always an unwanted job to pick up by most. But nvm, since its a PLEA from her Mr. Cool Dad, I'd sacrifice. =) Look what's on the bright side: I could shop for new garments, or maybe garment!!(singular) Muahahaha. That's gives me a firm and upstanding reason to lure out some cash from my Mum&amp;amp;Dad to shop for the event. AHHHH! ain't that bad, BUT it was opposed by Mum, AND finally reached an agreement when Dad jumped in and say, 'you should get ONE!' And in my heart, I was like ONE!? OKAY ONE!? bolehlah.. SO IT IS GARMENT!!! XD *economic meltdown ppl*  HAHAHAHA. Be considerate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm not working today, I'ma do some exercises instead, with pumping musics playing! Have a NICE DAY people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-7410567280145097572?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/7410567280145097572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/hell-teeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7410567280145097572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7410567280145097572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/hell-teeee.html' title='Hell teeee...'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-3547815082805788319</id><published>2009-09-23T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T12:02:10.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sling sling sling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SrmcfAESpII/AAAAAAAAAUk/Sfi2DK5HZf4/s1600-h/IMG_5005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SrmcfAESpII/AAAAAAAAAUk/Sfi2DK5HZf4/s320/IMG_5005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384506885906015362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the best thing we survive, when we live such fragile life. I felt the botheration once in a while, reminiscent of the good old past. But life must and will certainly go on, that is an aye! Am doing pretty well taking whole of this matter, nevertheless having enjoyment while succeeding it. You made me feel brand new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;What's better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working was utterly merriment, I didn't even want to stop working for a day but was forced to a break. ;( Myriad amount of people I see everyday, different personality and individuality. What could be the benefit out of it is that, I actually learned how to play the drum! Even though I'm a bit out of tune&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but I still know more or less about it! Right? hahaha. Nahh, it was just a mimic, I was out of tune all the time actually. XD  And and and, I SOLD TWO GUITARS within 4days of work, with numerous musical accessories of course. hahahaha. It felt good! :D just wanted to share. Colleagues are of peculiar characteristics, fun to be with! Till now, I still don't know how much am I getting paid. It's okay, I'm certain the amount I will be pocketing will succumb to my expectation. You know what's saddening for me??? It tears be apart whenever it flashes through??? :( before your mindset is directed to elsewhere, I'ma disclose it! Its actually : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY LAST DAY OF WORK WOULD BE TOMORROW!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;*cries* How can I ever accept &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; fact??? I thought of talking to the management if I could stay on and only come to work on every Saturday, but it wasn't a subtle move said a friend of mine. I should be studying my ass off as SPM is drawing near. The reason for me to continue working is, I find it fun to serve and convince people, and kept learning the values of life. Besides, every Saturday after tuition, I'd be home either sleeping or eating or going online. That's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life of a person who tend to slug all the time, well I slugged all the time before this. Which is a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;DAMN IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~! Somehow some way, this, I will take it into a deep consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.... last day tomorrow wei! ape ni.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-3547815082805788319?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/3547815082805788319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/sling-sling-sling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/3547815082805788319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/3547815082805788319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/sling-sling-sling.html' title='Sling sling sling'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SrmcfAESpII/AAAAAAAAAUk/Sfi2DK5HZf4/s72-c/IMG_5005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-5721736510100959244</id><published>2009-09-19T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:45:04.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow..</title><content type='html'>I've officially &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;WORKED &lt;/span&gt;today!*evil laughs* I don't even know what was I doing there, gosh! But it was fun though. hahahaha. Yamaha(AEON,Bukit Tinggi) was the place where I spent my 6hours during the day, I was a student there few months back. Since they're shortage of helpers during this Raya season, I was asked by a friend of mine who have been working there as a part timer to come by. I accepted with an opened-heart of course! Completed my first day out of 5days I think?? I've forgotten how many days that I've promised them. This is way better than sitting home and thinking real hard of what to do, and end up either going online or sleep! It has been a habit you see. Besides, extra pocket money!!teeheee. I've already planned to get my Mum&amp;amp;Dad a 'yacht' with that 'lump sum'! Don't ask for more, a 'yacht' is MORE than enough!  Its easy, toy city!!HAHAHAHA. Goodness, this is freaking&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; lame&lt;/span&gt;. Pardon me please.! hahaha. Xiau huey, if u're reading this, you should know by now why was I there today! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahhhh man, my fingers hurts! And that's because I played, *clears throat twice* the bass today. XD Even it was only 5chords, it still hurts okay. hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;You know what, all those classes that I've been attending few months back? Didn't actually catch up to me, long forgotten all the chords. Just wait till my Mum reads this, she'll be screaming! But no worries, she doesn't even know that I have a blog, so I'm safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to sleep now, after a loooonggggg day of 'hardship labour'. I have wife and kids at home man, being a breadwinner here!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. *slacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-    =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-5721736510100959244?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/5721736510100959244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/5721736510100959244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/5721736510100959244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow.html' title='wow..'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-4337138874463601548</id><published>2009-09-17T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:14:42.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lusciously..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;'I've got two bottles of perfumes for you, its at the back of my car.'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;said darling Sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's practically how I was woken up from my spree to sleep early today. Like &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;soooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  early, 8o'clock maybe? What the hell is this, was what I was asking myself upon receiving while waving goodbye as she set herself to leave to 'wonderland'. Cast covetous eyes on maybe one fine day, I could be roaming undoubtedly like&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; her&lt;/span&gt;! hahaha. But thank you again(since u've alrdy gotten me that Polo one), FINALLY, i could smell good again!! *heaves* man, I just made myself sounded like I was offensively malodorous all these while.hahahaha. leave this behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here's some good stuff I would wanna share with you people.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, The Rolling Stone Magazine has voted *erhem erhem* the ever so finespun  Transformer starlet, Megan Fox as&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; (find it out yourself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D  SHE is just SO hard to defy, that I couldn't even stand firm when I overheard the news. I totally lost my grip when it was actually confirmed! An initiative was taken, I went on the net to find out the truth. WARNING!! PICTURES BELOW MAY BE A LIL TOO FLASHY FOR YOU!! But its an whole artistic work piece for me from an artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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;Proudly presents&lt;/span&gt; The Sexiest Bad Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SrJKeQr3GGI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_E4UKKSIdFY/s1600-h/megan-fox-cutter-rolling-stone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SrJKeQr3GGI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_E4UKKSIdFY/s320/megan-fox-cutter-rolling-stone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382446388396628066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's bad and she's raging hot, all that u could ever dream for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SrJK8TA_K7I/AAAAAAAAAUM/wwh5BF8WrqU/s1600-h/foxy-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SrJK8TA_K7I/AAAAAAAAAUM/wwh5BF8WrqU/s320/foxy-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382446904418184114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust me, its not those curves that draws me into this whole Megan-holic crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  FACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SrJLAoO9deI/AAAAAAAAAUU/IAesjmuqKPI/s1600-h/foxy-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SrJLAoO9deI/AAAAAAAAAUU/IAesjmuqKPI/s320/foxy-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382446978833413602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And certainly not those arousing pose there. &lt;/span&gt;FACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SrJLE8zxglI/AAAAAAAAAUc/NEzLM8cmCwI/s1600-h/foxy-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SrJLE8zxglI/AAAAAAAAAUc/NEzLM8cmCwI/s320/foxy-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382447053076005458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I must say this, the exotic yet beguiling, alluring, tempting, and luring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;LOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is the whole perpetrator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Just an admiration-anyhow, all I can say is, Megan Fox is worth the craze!! David Guetta Feauturing Akon ; SEXY BITCH is top class..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-4337138874463601548?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/4337138874463601548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/lusciously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/4337138874463601548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/4337138874463601548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/lusciously.html' title='Lusciously..'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SrJKeQr3GGI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_E4UKKSIdFY/s72-c/megan-fox-cutter-rolling-stone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-3368034099751544182</id><published>2009-09-10T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:23:11.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple 9</title><content type='html'>I had one of the best birthday ever yesterday and is looking forward for a after birthday celebration with my Sis's (friend?/bf?) which is AFTER my trials! damn it! nvm. I was impressed up to my faithful expectation. =) So, we went up to Kayy elllee for dinner, and guess who was the driver??*tsk tsk* I know it's 'hard' to figure it out, but go on.. hahaha. Okay, so I drove illegally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;AGAIN &lt;/span&gt;and was restricted to 90km/h&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; AGAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;N&lt;/span&gt; with four lives in my hands! *takes a deep breathe* The journey most people can make it within 30mins or so, I actually took up to an hour plus to complete it. haha. I wouldn't wanna comment on that, skip that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, it gives me this feeling like, you know, the Black Eyed Peas song (I got the feeling)? hahaha. So, I saw this chick who was looking &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real hawt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from the back, and I mean it like totally! I kinda ignored her in the beginning but it was hard for me to resist my desire! Sorry about that immoral act?haha. So I took a chance and checked her out again, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OMFGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! THAT WHORE IS A FREAKING TRANSSEXUAL!!! I fled immediately and promised to never judge a person by his/her back ever again. Learned a lesson there. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;made it to the city for this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqixfhjrbuI/AAAAAAAAARE/KUem7_umHnk/s1600-h/IMG_4957.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqixfhjrbuI/AAAAAAAAARE/KUem7_umHnk/s320/IMG_4957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379744910036135650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqixxNNt9FI/AAAAAAAAARM/NYk-pzQafVg/s1600-h/IMG_4958.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqixxNNt9FI/AAAAAAAAARM/NYk-pzQafVg/s320/IMG_4958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379745213812962386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqiyGku8leI/AAAAAAAAARU/r38vrzG-EVA/s1600-h/IMG_4967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqiyGku8leI/AAAAAAAAARU/r38vrzG-EVA/s320/IMG_4967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379745580903601634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi0vZLMVgI/AAAAAAAAAR0/lvcrOSLqW1U/s1600-h/IMG_4962.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi0vZLMVgI/AAAAAAAAAR0/lvcrOSLqW1U/s320/IMG_4962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379748481198740994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqiydu9dkeI/AAAAAAAAARc/rWrG3eZsOz4/s1600-h/IMG_4963.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqiydu9dkeI/AAAAAAAAARc/rWrG3eZsOz4/s320/IMG_4963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379745978785829346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqiy2CusaMI/AAAAAAAAARk/tBmPvD4P1Qo/s1600-h/IMG_4970.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqiy2CusaMI/AAAAAAAAARk/tBmPvD4P1Qo/s320/IMG_4970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379746396409456834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Messing around in the dark???? Hmm, it could be fun you know if you actually put your heart into it! =) like for real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqizmmDfKyI/AAAAAAAAARs/o8C1c9KVmTE/s1600-h/IMG_4976.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqizmmDfKyI/AAAAAAAAARs/o8C1c9KVmTE/s320/IMG_4976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379747230525631266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elvin: Hey you ppl by the 'roadside', what cha guys doing there huh? Awwwwww man, come on I'm hungry! Lets go! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so we moved fort! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi2f9PHbqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Zp2Mzn05dHU/s1600-h/IMG_4953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi2f9PHbqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Zp2Mzn05dHU/s320/IMG_4953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379750415024221858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi2f9PHbqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Zp2Mzn05dHU/s1600-h/IMG_4953.JPG"&gt;Poser!! me and sis got directed to elsewhere along the way, and they were waiting? hahaha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi3KC3mzTI/AAAAAAAAASE/XBpRFS2ZG4A/s1600-h/IMG_4954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi3KC3mzTI/AAAAAAAAASE/XBpRFS2ZG4A/s320/IMG_4954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379751138090732850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sabar lar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi35lNWbUI/AAAAAAAAASM/J6tq62x3UqM/s1600-h/IMG_4956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi35lNWbUI/AAAAAAAAASM/J6tq62x3UqM/s320/IMG_4956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379751954762591554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi35lNWbUI/AAAAAAAAASM/J6tq62x3UqM/s1600-h/IMG_4956.JPG"&gt;Tenji please.. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the story goes on and on, of course some really ugly walloping of food happened but its under national security!hahaha. censored and protected!! XD I still don't get why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;some&lt;/span&gt; people actually go for vegetarianism after eating those food in Tenji?? Like that lady down there. I'm not trying to launch a strike-out here but... OKAY FINE! maybe a strike-out, but an absolute &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt; one.. *winks* I would like to correct the quote of Love, sex and magic to a rather subtle one ; Love, Sex and Food! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;certainly not vegetarian. XD&lt;/span&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi5-H74ciI/AAAAAAAAASU/8dAATK0fOLU/s1600-h/DSC008141.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi5-H74ciI/AAAAAAAAASU/8dAATK0fOLU/s320/DSC008141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379754231827296802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I breath ya lady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;and also not forgetting this one! *smacks head* WHY VEGETARIAN!? plz don't come to me and start explaining your science facts! please..  hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The right one, not the left one...&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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjQp4L701I/AAAAAAAAAT8/ZAmp3Bs1huU/s1600-h/DSC02463a.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjQp4L701I/AAAAAAAAAT8/ZAmp3Bs1huU/s320/DSC02463a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379779172769715026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, this one!! *points at YOU*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi9Ps45ugI/AAAAAAAAASk/r7ao3v1MWZ4/s1600-h/070820092229-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sqi9Ps45ugI/AAAAAAAAASk/r7ao3v1MWZ4/s320/070820092229-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379757832339569154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;go on being fury xin? hahaha. plz don't get mad w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ith me if u're reading this babe! and and, that &lt;/span&gt;err,&lt;br /&gt;what was that again??? oh ya, your &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;splendidly witty birthday wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! hahaha. It was sweet and I loved it! thank you loads! =)  *compensated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, resume! hmmm. There's this one thing that got me wondered all night,and the thing is: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;where is the birthday cake&lt;/span&gt;?? Ohh guys please, I know we are in the middle of recession here, amidst of some really terrible and worst time in life, but come on, where is my cake?? =( I didn't moan my way through the night of course, I kept it right under my nose until hmmph Suddenly, one of the waiter walked his way to our table and placed a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;small teeny weeny&lt;/span&gt; cake right in front of me!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Courtesy of Tenji&lt;/span&gt; said Mr. Waiter.*teehee* I was in complete awe and forwarded one question to the waiter that sounded something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me; how did you know its my birthday and its me?? why not him? or her?&lt;br /&gt;*points at bro then sis*&lt;br /&gt;him; i did a rare guessin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;g! *widest smile*&lt;br /&gt;me; *smiles ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;k*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are he some mutant from the X-Men or what? Just tell me someone told u larh..hahahaha. but it was nice though.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh wait! I just love that tummy!! I'm not even joking you!! hahaXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjFFSOnKmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Go7TK7zvWIg/s1600-h/IMG_4980.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjFFSOnKmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Go7TK7zvWIg/s320/IMG_4980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379766449477200482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the flow of the story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjFkmJIoXI/AAAAAAAAATE/kdFwYHp0X5E/s1600-h/IMG_4985.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjFkmJIoXI/AAAAAAAAATE/kdFwYHp0X5E/s320/IMG_4985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379766987398881650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjGDox3nqI/AAAAAAAAATM/Hgqjl1zyEj4/s1600-h/IMG_4987.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjGDox3nqI/AAAAAAAAATM/Hgqjl1zyEj4/s320/IMG_4987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379767520682548898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjGiyQ7KzI/AAAAAAAAATU/XdQXsauV0gE/s1600-h/IMG_4988.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjGiyQ7KzI/AAAAAAAAATU/XdQXsauV0gE/s320/IMG_4988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379768055804668722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The same old trademark by Mummy, applicable to her husband and children. It never fails. haha&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjHVLwZ3cI/AAAAAAAAATc/Do93IdTLAHc/s1600-h/IMG_4989.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjHVLwZ3cI/AAAAAAAAATc/Do93IdTLAHc/s320/IMG_4989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379768921641049538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody does that right? wouldn't it be great if i have like unlimited wishes? *ngek*&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjH4_YMGKI/AAAAAAAAATk/V7c2Ut-JYTg/s1600-h/IMG_4991.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjH4_YMGKI/AAAAAAAAATk/V7c2Ut-JYTg/s320/IMG_4991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379769536793548962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can I have one more wish please? the candle is still alight? background; NO, blow the candle and slice it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjIavWc3HI/AAAAAAAAATs/Oq4zQLwbm9Q/s1600-h/IMG_4992.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjIavWc3HI/AAAAAAAAATs/Oq4zQLwbm9Q/s320/IMG_4992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379770116606844018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fineee.. my pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We as in all of us, ate only a slice of the cake. We shared a slice, the rest of it is left there and its up to the management whether or not to dispose 'my' cakeeeeeee... hahaha. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cannot eat ad lar.. FULLL!!&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;"&gt;CHECK THIS OUT!! HAHAHA&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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjJuWxfNlI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Z-Kqigbl2Bo/s1600-h/IMG_4994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 413px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqjJuWxfNlI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Z-Kqigbl2Bo/s320/IMG_4994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379771553118369362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Intolerable and barbarous work of cruelty for what I think would be the prospect of a vegetarian. :D :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnddd, I received several really cool gifts as well... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU ALL PEEPS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off- Kelllzzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/8807078372007064483-3368034099751544182?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/3368034099751544182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/triple-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/3368034099751544182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/3368034099751544182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/triple-9.html' title='Triple 9'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SqixfhjrbuI/AAAAAAAAARE/KUem7_umHnk/s72-c/IMG_4957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-178019448921586212</id><published>2009-09-06T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T19:39:09.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry?? again?</title><content type='html'>Shake up and off that spending spree. Bad habit of using the mobile without realization. Monthly bill was disastrous. Mum was really unhappy about it but she's still keeping her antarctic cool inner-self. You see, the problem is,  she will never tell me how much exactly have I used. All she does was just jerking out those hints that I've gone over the limit in such way you'll feel guilty about it. What can I do right? Nothing much, I said sorry of course and continued being her private driver which I truly enjoyed. hahaha. Not that bad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE more thing, hmmm.. I really don't get why some people actually thinks that I'm indulged in this thing called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;GAY&lt;/span&gt;. GOSH! I wouldn't wanna be close or even link to this type/kind of activity. It disgust me you get it! I could be gay, gayer and gayest but the meaning behind this would be: bright and pleasant; promoting a feeling of cheer! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and definitely a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the other meaning which means: someone who practices homosexuality. It's hard to explain to those who have misconstrued, really is difficult. I don't wanna be a hypocrite to point out the reason I believe would be playing in the mind of people who thinks that I'm in this business. Havoc and haywire scene would most probably be the outcome. I hope this would be an explanandum to all curiosity and anxiety and of course MISINTERPRETATION of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come in peace and mean no harm to all the earthlings. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-178019448921586212?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/178019448921586212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/178019448921586212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/178019448921586212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry-again.html' title='Sorry?? again?'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-1886459529018460385</id><published>2009-09-03T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:16:06.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion - ate??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;HEY yoo'lll&lt;br /&gt;hmm, what do you call it if you actually skipped the first half of school and went back to school for the second half?? Partial skipped school? Nahh, so not bombastic in the sense that it sounded so common! hahaha. So this is what happened today to this two notorious best pal namely Mr. Kelz and Mr Jermz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sharp at 7.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(when I and lillian arrived school, and she's having the wheel of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lillian: so where are u going later?? *much anxiety*&lt;br /&gt;me: I don't know larh, I'll see where jermz wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;Lillian: ohhh okay!&lt;br /&gt;me: but I'm having your car okay? haha&lt;br /&gt;Lillian: Huhh?? *jaw dropped a lil*&lt;br /&gt;me: *laughed a lil*&lt;br /&gt;Lillian: *after 5seconds of consideration* better be careful u noe! WHere are u going larh? be   extra careful uh! text me okay! remember uh? said BE CAREFUL!! and left the car.&lt;br /&gt;me: *quickly hopped over to the driver's seat and rode away quickly because of  the watchful eyes of our discipline teacher from the gate*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So that was practically how I got the car. Then, I started the&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; 'adventure' &lt;/span&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; day by picking Jermz up from the back lane of the shop lots.  The&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; dri&lt;/span&gt;cough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;cough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;rr, ME, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;lead the way of our ever-so-great 'adventure', AND finally made a pit-stop at McDonald Bukit Tinggi after 'thousands of miles' *phhewww*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; =) hahaha. It was SUPPOSED to be an ideal place for us to study as we have  planned to do so. UNFORTUNATELY, the plan didn't work out as it may seem. I found myself embroiled  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and tangled to a hardcore Demi Lovato fan, who constantly  convincing me to watch one of those show from Disney starred by Demi ever since the day before. It was then I chose not to disappoint him and watched Camp Rock on my laptop in McDonald where we're SUPPOSED to be studying. hahahaha. So never mind, time flew off bit by bit and finally until the end of the movie when it's already 10. With much freedom and flexibility, we made a quick-stop at Aeon and bought an accessory for my Crocs and then dropped by Fitness First to inquire about the membership. I didn't know that you actually need an appointment to inquire about the membership? That was shocking, I was told to leave my number there, so I jotted it down and flee off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise choice to go back to school huh? don't cha think so? hahaha. We ain't that retarded to think of the consequences. Its because there will be a talk provided by a Lady who she was regarded as a very experience marker for SPM by our lovely devilish Form Teacher, Pn. Lakshmi. Without hesitation, both of us sacrificed our fun time to actually come for this talk but was inevitably caught by teacher for not attending school earlier. I couldn't hold my laughter when she shouted ; 'Kelvin and Jeremy, why aren't u guys at school earlier!??' hahaha. I managed to sucked it in and answered with brave; ' I had prayers at home teacher' she hit back; 'How can I TRUST you??!' I launched; ' You can call my Mum if you want to??' *OMG, i can't believe i just said that!! balls shrunk* She then said,; 'both of you are going to get from me!' and the brawl ended! hahahaha.. The agenda continued with the Talk, and I find only 50% useful as most of it had been imparted by our teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are all leaving the hall, again with anger our name was shouted, and I was like, 'now what???'  'stay here' said the gruelling lady. I was hoping for an all-out discrimination and mean threats that could be imposed by the lady, but nightmares swayed its way to La La Land and turned out to be a fairy tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she: I didn't mean to scold u boys, but u can't be doing this.&lt;br /&gt;us: *nods*&lt;br /&gt;she: If i dont scold, what might the other boys think? ohh ya, they can do the same thing as well.because they know the teacher won't scold.&lt;br /&gt;us: I smiled, he nodded.&lt;br /&gt;aand bla bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay, so it was a counseling session which lasted for about 3mins? We promised to turn over a new leaf and apologized. ohhh come on, that was just something to get us out of the gruesome trouble, it was just mimic. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: If this gives you a bad picture of my life, oh well.. I'm sorry then. We are just normal boys wanted to have some fun during our will-never-be-forgotten time spent together as friends. hahaha =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-1886459529018460385?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/1886459529018460385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/passion-ate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/1886459529018460385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/1886459529018460385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/09/passion-ate.html' title='Passion - ate??'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-5740726364563994169</id><published>2009-08-31T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:45:01.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living It Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SpvS8VeZsrI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/BE7MzzJ7Skg/s1600-h/DSC00811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SpvS8VeZsrI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/BE7MzzJ7Skg/s320/DSC00811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376122514195460786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st August;&lt;br /&gt;The day went absolutely normal in the morning until I was woken up by my Mummy from my afternoon nap. Surprisingly, my ever-so-enthusiastic Daddy didn't watch the National Parade showed live on TV this year. Instead, he chose to laze and tend to slug around the house. Dull day blossomed into a flowering-excitement when an idea came up; to go out and 'celebrate' the National Day. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;semangat konon! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In a quest not to waste any of my precious time, I quickly burst into preparation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and as soon as I'm done, I stormed down to the living room where all of them are waiting. With &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MUCH&lt;/span&gt; confidence flowing in my blood, I swore loudly in front of the folks! And it sounded something like 'I Promise that I will transport my family members to-and-fro from Subang safely, No Doubt!'. It just came right up to me, and I have to release it. So it went on smoothly, I was allowed to drive and was limit to speed of only 90km/h.(even on the highways) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;damn it!&lt;/span&gt; Okay, so there's this part, when we arrived at Sunway Pyramid, all of us was trying to spot a parking slot. After a period of time, I spotted one, it was right behind our car! As happy as a kid who just got his wish fulfilled, I reversed the car without even taking notice of what's behind me. *BAAAM* Tragically, I knocked the bumper of the car at the back and immediately went into a freak-out moment. Mum and Dad got down from the car to calm the situation down. I, with my balls shrunk over the time, stayed in the car and swapped from the driver's seat to the passengers' seat in just a split second. The negotiation ended with the man agreed to just let the matter go, how kind is he! *pheww* They returned to the car and started laughing at ME though knowing that what I did was wrong. Maybe they are really in the Independence day mood?? ohh welll.. thank god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I wasn't really into the shopping mood that much. So, I followed the ladies (mum and sis in law) together with dad to shop. They bought their stuffs and of course, I BOUGHT &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;! fantastic! My eyes was on all the beautiful things that attracts me, maybe I shouldn't name it as things. Let me guess, ermmm.. a combination of girls and items? which is? ok, u call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we had our dinner with the Chinese style of buka puasa! I walloped food like a gaarbaggee dump, ohh gosh! and roamed around PJ until my bro called. We picked him up at his colleague's house, because he went on a trip to Kota Kinabalu and is scheduled to return today. Missed him loads and is going to hate him starting from tomorrow if he ever irritates me again. *winks* naah, he'd be good! hahaha. We all went home as a Happy Family as the closure of today's post. *ttaaaaada!* =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-5740726364563994169?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/5740726364563994169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/08/living-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/5740726364563994169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/5740726364563994169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/08/living-it-up.html' title='Living It Up.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SpvS8VeZsrI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/BE7MzzJ7Skg/s72-c/DSC00811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-6328813029161387158</id><published>2009-08-31T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:56:48.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Day..??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SpqvL2UR_sI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Rwn_ZXvT6xo/s1600-h/DSC00804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SpqvL2UR_sI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Rwn_ZXvT6xo/s320/DSC00804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375801723314110146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then till I realized*bulb lights up*, the break up happened on the eve of the Independence Day! What a coincidence, this is as though a planned 'historical' occasion for mua. People from all over the land, celebrate this magnificent day on this very date. ALL eagerly wanting to jeer their lungs off courtesy of the great day when the clock strikes 12. Whereas for me, wanting eagerly to shrug off for what I think is, '&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt;' away. I guess, I should take this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the independence day&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;), to kick-start my independent life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; As I'm writing this, British band Kasabian is adding into the atmosphere with their &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Fire &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;song).  Indeed, I'm on fire! *peace*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-6328813029161387158?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/6328813029161387158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/08/independence-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6328813029161387158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6328813029161387158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/08/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day..??'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SpqvL2UR_sI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Rwn_ZXvT6xo/s72-c/DSC00804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-1133330162936715615</id><published>2009-08-30T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T12:56:46.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overzealous Satisfaction..</title><content type='html'>Little black butterfly has unleashed itself. To the most desirable extend, I was longing for a discussion/heart-to-heart talk/agreement? But it was all shunned away by oneself alter ego. It never took me long enough for me to realized that everything was diverging. Sweet ol'msg was posted, hoping for the best outcome. Again!! It never comes back with a fruitful opinion. I have deprived my pride, leaning against you. Picture from the disastrous moment timed 12pm 30 of August, tells me that you've been anticipating for such! I was truly amazed,thrilled, in fact, happy that you gleefully accepted the plea. Much envious for you, I would like to express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that I'm a free-lancing agent, bring on the next barrier of life. Oh come on, there are good times of life right? Balance it up with the bad ones! My gratitude towards you can NEVER be explained by words. *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SpoEOpauhXI/AAAAAAAAAQc/6IjHGOb6wj0/s1600-h/5330_1217549880435_1279504758_30610106_7531610_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SpoEOpauhXI/AAAAAAAAAQc/6IjHGOb6wj0/s320/5330_1217549880435_1279504758_30610106_7531610_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375613754902742386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                              (i know the lines kinda sux okay)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-1133330162936715615?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/1133330162936715615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/08/overzealous-satisfaction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/1133330162936715615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/1133330162936715615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/08/overzealous-satisfaction.html' title='Overzealous Satisfaction..'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SpoEOpauhXI/AAAAAAAAAQc/6IjHGOb6wj0/s72-c/5330_1217549880435_1279504758_30610106_7531610_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-970424969973770068</id><published>2009-08-16T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:39:02.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You call it..</title><content type='html'>Funny person, gay is cool for you, huge-colored bulky weird hair is the thang, and exaggeration flows in your blood.hahahaha I don't get you sometimes.. but you're hilarious! okay, smile while you can 'if' you're reading. People, I know this is random. I'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob2UkR6o8I/AAAAAAAAAOU/Ko6lC2xNyX8/s1600-h/5248_1083142931905_1626300082_30249539_5232734_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob2UkR6o8I/AAAAAAAAAOU/Ko6lC2xNyX8/s320/5248_1083142931905_1626300082_30249539_5232734_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370250438882534338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob6EkxhkyI/AAAAAAAAAQE/YTdiQNj5uzM/s1600-h/5248_1083143011907_1626300082_30249541_5210062_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob6EkxhkyI/AAAAAAAAAQE/YTdiQNj5uzM/s320/5248_1083143011907_1626300082_30249541_5210062_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370254562183713570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob6LQkgm6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/OfS2sA2uq_w/s1600-h/5248_1083144891954_1626300082_30249543_5850319_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob6LQkgm6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/OfS2sA2uq_w/s320/5248_1083144891954_1626300082_30249543_5850319_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370254677019499426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob6LQkgm6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/OfS2sA2uq_w/s1600-h/5248_1083144891954_1626300082_30249543_5850319_n.jpg"&gt;That is one funny expression, what was on your mind..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob223DXCrI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DCks4mXhjaI/s1600-h/5248_1083144971956_1626300082_30249545_4031700_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob223DXCrI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DCks4mXhjaI/s320/5248_1083144971956_1626300082_30249545_4031700_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370251028037307058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob3BqmwewI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jAoYTgmkUuw/s1600-h/5248_1083148932055_1626300082_30249548_8015387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob3BqmwewI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jAoYTgmkUuw/s320/5248_1083148932055_1626300082_30249548_8015387_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370251213674674946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Isn't that bad right? huh? I mean the photography skill? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob3Pfz5_TI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WycDR8OgAiQ/s1600-h/5248_1083145011957_1626300082_30249546_2224269_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob3Pfz5_TI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WycDR8OgAiQ/s320/5248_1083145011957_1626300082_30249546_2224269_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370251451295202610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob3YnI91FI/AAAAAAAAAPE/F76ZHiMztdQ/s1600-h/5248_1083148972056_1626300082_30249549_2533382_n.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob3YnI91FI/AAAAAAAAAPE/F76ZHiMztdQ/s320/5248_1083148972056_1626300082_30249549_2533382_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370251607881405522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob8cegQbcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2lF-epUy0Xk/s1600-h/5248_1083149052058_1626300082_30249551_1248199_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob8cegQbcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2lF-epUy0Xk/s320/5248_1083149052058_1626300082_30249551_1248199_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370257171840789954" border="0" /&gt;I think we are of the same skin tone.. Paper-white skin.. biasa lar.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob3yrm2jgI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9oiTvW520P8/s1600-h/5248_1083155412217_1626300082_30249625_3770769_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob3yrm2jgI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9oiTvW520P8/s320/5248_1083155412217_1626300082_30249625_3770769_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370252055757098498" border="0" /&gt;Caught in act. *tada*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob4BVz74uI/AAAAAAAAAPc/CF2WBykts5k/s1600-h/5248_1083155452218_1626300082_30249626_2960340_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob4BVz74uI/AAAAAAAAAPc/CF2WBykts5k/s320/5248_1083155452218_1626300082_30249626_2960340_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370252307604431586" border="0" /&gt;I  kinda like this!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob4J47XCnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/hedTcz2KVvE/s1600-h/5248_1083155492219_1626300082_30249627_15435_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob4J47XCnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/hedTcz2KVvE/s320/5248_1083155492219_1626300082_30249627_15435_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370252454469765746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob4gBsdMEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7Mh-VBVIMeE/s1600-h/5248_1083162612397_1626300082_30249641_7230317_n.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob4gBsdMEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7Mh-VBVIMeE/s320/5248_1083162612397_1626300082_30249641_7230317_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370252834780295234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob4vC3GxOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/YpxMZYCUYmM/s1600-h/5248_1083155532220_1626300082_30249628_6561916_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob4vC3GxOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/YpxMZYCUYmM/s320/5248_1083155532220_1626300082_30249628_6561916_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370253092791436514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgustingly gay huh. Right, wth.. I didn't mean to do that okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-970424969973770068?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/970424969973770068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-call-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/970424969973770068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/970424969973770068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-call-it.html' title='You call it..'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sob2UkR6o8I/AAAAAAAAAOU/Ko6lC2xNyX8/s72-c/5248_1083142931905_1626300082_30249539_5232734_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-2233423999227281496</id><published>2009-08-09T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T15:09:03.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my heart.</title><content type='html'>Colbie Caillat-Falling for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know but&lt;br /&gt;I think I maybe&lt;br /&gt;Fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;Dropping so quickly&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should&lt;br /&gt;Keep this to myself&lt;br /&gt;Waiting ’til I&lt;br /&gt;Know you better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to tell you&lt;br /&gt;But I want to&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of what you’ll say&lt;br /&gt;So I’m hiding what I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I’m tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;and now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I’m standing here&lt;br /&gt;And you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Pull me towards you&lt;br /&gt;And we start to dance&lt;br /&gt;All around us&lt;br /&gt;I see nobody&lt;br /&gt;Here in silence&lt;br /&gt;It’s just you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to tell you&lt;br /&gt;But I want to&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of what you’ll say&lt;br /&gt;So I’m hiding what I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I’m tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;and now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just can’t take it&lt;br /&gt;My heart is racing&lt;br /&gt;The emotions keep spinning out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;and now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stop thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;I want you all around me&lt;br /&gt;And now I just can’t hide it&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhh&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no&lt;br /&gt;Oooooohhh&lt;br /&gt;Oh I’m fallin’ for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-2233423999227281496?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/2233423999227281496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-and-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/2233423999227281496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/2233423999227281496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-and-my-heart.html' title='Me and my heart.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-1817246078579376263</id><published>2009-07-25T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:04:59.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One For All.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SmrcRRIhREI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5FdjbZrO9zI/s1600-h/Black+%26+White.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 408px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SmrcRRIhREI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5FdjbZrO9zI/s320/Black+%26+White.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362340495553020994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder as you may, taking you into a whole new different experience, a Poolside by the moonlight party hosted by the ACS Basketball Club.(but plz do forgive us if the moon doesn't show up that night,haha) Our team of integrated committee members of the club are planning to shunned the same old trend of conducting an event in an ever-so-boring ballroom accompanied by stagnant crowds. Therefore, an unanimous decision to host a poolside party are deliberated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might have named it as a farewell party, but, its main purpose is probably to let you people to let loose yourself and enjoy. Musics/songs will be played through your way, so dance like you never before. Food(barbeque) and beverages are all in the package.  If you have ever come across the feeling of an urge for you to jump into the pool, ohhh goshh plz, the pool is all yours! But please do make sure, you're in a right outfit and all your gadgets are kept safe. =) We don't want no weirdo to dive into the pool with jeans or maybe with a phone in their pockets?? hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, my last words would be, Yea, ALL OF YOU are invited to join in for this extravaganza on the 8th of August at the poolside of KEC. Well all beautiful ladies and charming guys, make your way to the entrance with your lavish outfit. *signing off* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin Koh 0123009976&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy Gan 0123811940&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-1817246078579376263?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/1817246078579376263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-for-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/1817246078579376263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/1817246078579376263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-for-all.html' title='One For All.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SmrcRRIhREI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5FdjbZrO9zI/s72-c/Black+%26+White.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-2800698618227477622</id><published>2009-06-22T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:14:32.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vindicated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;In this world, be aware of what might be standing in your way. The Extraordinary I meant! i really mean it.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Situation not all of you have or would encountered. Lust to freed yourself from this nightmare. You have been entangled to 'IT' for years, and yet there's no fruitful solution towards it. Days have past, years have gone, literally problems are evolved. Over and over again, until it carved a deep scar of fear in your mind. Subsequently, angers and hatred are present but all are swept away by the sweet talk of all.(sweet talk doesn't work on me) Decision by the opposition changed from time to time, same goes to its mindset. How I wished that you could finalized, easing my life to the fullest of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Drama ends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Explosion begins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't deserve to go through all these, bearing your pissy-ness is never what I want. I've tried my best to be nice, but it just isn't enough for YOU!(so, screw it larh)i need to be fair.  I wondered and wondered, u spitted that you would change, (middle-finger) all I can see is nothing but the same old you with the same convincing words. Stop making my life difficult and I pledge for a better life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's not about my girlfriend you silly, extraordinary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8807078372007064483-2800698618227477622?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/2800698618227477622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/06/vindicated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/2800698618227477622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/2800698618227477622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/06/vindicated.html' title='Vindicated.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-6410061018437296726</id><published>2009-05-17T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:00:09.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Back with a brand new style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glorious Klang, despite missing out the top spot for the past few years, Klang has once again reignited as one of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;best &lt;/span&gt;team in the state. Klang have consecutively being involved in the finals for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;3years&lt;/span&gt;, and yet failed to deliver. In complete contrast, this terrific achievement that the Klang team have finally made its debut on the top side of the podium is worth a celebration. Though I myself, who performed &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;horribly and awfully&lt;/span&gt; throughout the tournament and failed to shine is overwhelmed and would like to share the joy amongst all. Negativity should be overshadowed, blaming no one for such, incredibility to blossom as a team stands out the foremost. Klang Fight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sg-WpAlKFII/AAAAAAAAANk/OS-uJyl6-hk/s1600-h/DSC00158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sg-WpAlKFII/AAAAAAAAANk/OS-uJyl6-hk/s320/DSC00158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336649714731979906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sg-W8XDyqAI/AAAAAAAAANs/hRcsaVXUwq0/s1600-h/DSC00157.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sg-W8XDyqAI/AAAAAAAAANs/hRcsaVXUwq0/s320/DSC00157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336650047183562754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sg-XraYkJNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ogwvNaAqp0w/s1600-h/DSC00638.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sg-XraYkJNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ogwvNaAqp0w/s320/DSC00638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336650855529850066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-6410061018437296726?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/6410061018437296726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-with-brand-new-style.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6410061018437296726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6410061018437296726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-with-brand-new-style.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sg-WpAlKFII/AAAAAAAAANk/OS-uJyl6-hk/s72-c/DSC00158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-4216598040241347964</id><published>2009-05-11T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:34:35.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bits of love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Spent my day idling yesterday, amidst of awaiting for miracles to happen. Mum and Dad went out at night for dinner, leaving their only *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;can't drive and have no license*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; poor child at home going through all the misery. (its a lil too overreacting right?)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Good thing my Bro rang me up pledging me to join him and his girlfriend together with the incoming in-law for a dinner at Logenhaus Restaurant Roast&amp;amp;Grill in USJ 10! Heaved a sigh of relief, and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mmediately I went into preparation. Chit-chatting was overwhelming as the topics never ends. Food was utterly delicious, they served lovely Escargots and atmosphere was made fun by jokes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sggdmjk8VjI/AAAAAAAAANE/0WKbbgYhCLU/s1600-h/logenhaus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sggdmjk8VjI/AAAAAAAAANE/0WKbbgYhCLU/s320/logenhaus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334546306842777138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sggdmjk8VjI/AAAAAAAAANE/0WKbbgYhCLU/s1600-h/logenhaus.jpg"&gt; I rate you 7/10!&lt;/a&gt; (don't ask for more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Before midnight, message came in and my mind was wishing for the best. B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;est turned turmoil as it was a message stating that there will be a training on the next morning. I cursed in such a good way, it did not verbally-abused anyone till I fall asleep. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I went for training in the morning today as usual, and again wasn't impress at all. I'd be leaving tomorrow and wished to get back as soon as it may. I was back in school, and the next thing I know, I was lured into MCD at Bukit Tinggi. Though I had already taken my lunch, I ate again without thinking the worst it could be fruite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;d. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sggnfa7iYQI/AAAAAAAAANM/zSINuBi1EgM/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sggnfa7iYQI/AAAAAAAAANM/zSINuBi1EgM/s320/DSC00622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334557179378819330" border="0" /&gt;Had fun playing with phone uh.. haha..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bows of clues are released,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Still,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;None is done till this time, seemingly cupid missed the shot. Its never too often this has occurred, once in a while it will recurrent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8807078372007064483-4216598040241347964?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/4216598040241347964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/05/spent-my-day-idling-yesterday-amidst-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/4216598040241347964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/4216598040241347964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/05/spent-my-day-idling-yesterday-amidst-of.html' title='A little bits of love..'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sggdmjk8VjI/AAAAAAAAANE/0WKbbgYhCLU/s72-c/logenhaus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-2844203354195547722</id><published>2009-05-09T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:41:49.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brainless Expression..</title><content type='html'>A week of unimpressive training had finally come to an end. Weekdays passed by, in just a blink of an eyes. Struts my frets as I've missed school for 4days and still counting. I will be scheduled to missed the first few days of Mid Year Exam as well. How could this be happening to me??*nadir nadir* Alright, subside that.I'd be leaving to Semenyih on the exact week the exams starts. 'Thank' whoever I'm supposed to thank for such an 'orderly-arranged' schedule.=( After everything, I'm set to sit for my Mid Year Exam which is something I doubted long time ago that I could do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, maybe I should look at the bright side of everything. Lets see, I will be away from home for 4days, getting new jersey and tee from the authorities, spending time with bunch of jokers and most importantly, I will be playing basketball!hahaha.. AND I'm gonna flunk my exam! AMAZING! Hmmmm, don't care larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,on 8th of May I had a night-out with my friends because its Mr. Hema's birthday. Boy you're 17 already.. Damn, you old freak.. hahahaha.. We gave him surprise at school, bought him a birthday cake and sang him a song. He was deeply touched i think, okay im not really sure about that, but still touched ok. Surprise, cake, song, clubs, and he's 17 years old already! HappY Birthday Bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, the main point is still: I had a horrible weekdays training under the hot sun. aiiiyerr! I need justice!! How can they run a training under the hot sun?!! HUH!!! Okay shit, that's what they've been doing for the past few years. Never mind... so shitty lar..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-2844203354195547722?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/2844203354195547722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/05/week-of-unimpressive-training-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/2844203354195547722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/2844203354195547722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/05/week-of-unimpressive-training-had.html' title='Brainless Expression..'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-7350392213770304942</id><published>2009-05-05T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:33:07.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwing it out..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me you're &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; for your wrongdoing and I shall wash everything down into the drain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(spontaneous as ever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SgAihc11GkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/hymjWrcOLvY/s1600-h/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SgAihc11GkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/hymjWrcOLvY/s320/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332299916879665730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you still wants to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;the 'renowned' Winner&lt;/span&gt;, turning my back on you would be precise. =)&lt;br /&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/8807078372007064483-7350392213770304942?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/7350392213770304942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/05/throwing-it-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7350392213770304942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7350392213770304942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/05/throwing-it-out.html' title='Throwing it out..'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SgAihc11GkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/hymjWrcOLvY/s72-c/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-4437409736852779167</id><published>2009-04-28T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:17:43.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't stand no more..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was wondering if i could take a time-off? The answer is NO, because once you laid back, you'll automatically fall and all you can do is say goodbye.*waves* hmmmm.. I've been following on this training carried out by the PPD of Klang at the Kwang Hua High School, and all I can say is that it's really fun and challenging as we are all up against each other for a spot in the team. What makes ME feel like pulling-out is, the duration of precious time I've burned for the sake of the training. We practiced &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;TWICE &lt;/span&gt;a day&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(morning &amp;amp; evening)&lt;/span&gt;, and during the interval of time we are advised to stay within the proximity of the school. This means, I'll have to be at the school in the morning and are only allowed to go home in the evening. Well I lost count on how many hours I've stayed put in that school. There's no place for us to rest, BUT they've showed sympathy as they 'kindly' suggested the canteen. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;(i wondered, sleep on the bench u mean? WHAT?! you son of a bitch!)&lt;/span&gt; It was truly a jaw-dropping suggestion. As a result, no proper resting and was badly 'tortured' during the practice. Well, it's only the second day of training and I've already showing some symptoms of disgruntlement. For this particular week, there are only two days of training which was something that I felt grateful about. As for the following week, it will be a Monday to Friday nightmare. *sighs* Moment ago I was in a glee mood, seconds later, I feel like crying cause I don't wanna spend my whole week caged up in that school from morning till evening everyday! *screams softly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all that I shall put it aside as I'm the one who consented myself to all this in the beginning.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(that's when i didnt noe that i'll have to sleep on the bench)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Guess what's on the bright side, the training isn't that torturous after all. hahaha. It was rather a startling training as it brought us out of our nutshell.huuu huuu A little dim side is that, I reckon there will be more nasty things to come. Coach are hired to bewilder people like us, and hints are already aired stating that the following week will be a "better" week for us tagged along with a evil laughter. (i suppose im scared)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I had enough! I'll complain more next time.. Right now, i'ma go and take my shower. chaow.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-4437409736852779167?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/4437409736852779167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/04/cant-stand-no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/4437409736852779167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/4437409736852779167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/04/cant-stand-no-more.html' title='Can&apos;t stand no more..'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-5208700571583936699</id><published>2009-04-18T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:26:16.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It was a huge relief when they announced my name out loud as 'u noe what'!! If u do not know what was it, just pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; like you do know.. hahahaha. I don't know what to say,I'm just speechless, I'ma let the pictures do al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;l the talki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ng..  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SenBkwUoC6I/AAAAAAAAALs/auKvZmJ7xng/s1600-h/sports.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SenBkwUoC6I/AAAAAAAAALs/auKvZmJ7xng/s320/sports.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326000871533185954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SenBkwUoC6I/AAAAAAAAALs/auKvZmJ7xng/s1600-h/sports.jpg"&gt;Waiting with high-rise anxiety.. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem73jdEAhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/buxCgMQ-RzU/s1600-h/sport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem73jdEAhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/buxCgMQ-RzU/s320/sport.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325994597426659858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem73jdEAhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/buxCgMQ-RzU/s1600-h/sport.jpg"&gt;It then worsen to this..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem9AOPyLkI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vKyDpejG6jg/s1600-h/DSC00506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem9AOPyLkI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vKyDpejG6jg/s320/DSC00506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325995845864271426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem9AOPyLkI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vKyDpejG6jg/s1600-h/DSC00506.JPG"&gt;*TADA*   =)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem820XWAZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/BaqVDBq3Ml8/s1600-h/DSC00505.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem820XWAZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/BaqVDBq3Ml8/s320/DSC00505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325995684297834898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem8sfA92yI/AAAAAAAAAKE/u51JwqtNJDQ/s1600-h/DSC00504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem8sfA92yI/AAAAAAAAAKE/u51JwqtNJDQ/s320/DSC00504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325995506768141090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem9bT7rOhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/lVs79HcTHBA/s1600-h/DSC00513.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem9bT7rOhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/lVs79HcTHBA/s320/DSC00513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325996311247010322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem9bT7rOhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/lVs79HcTHBA/s1600-h/DSC00513.JPG"&gt;And, I'm so freaking ugly..  hahahaha.. *who cares anyway* haha..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem-GrK-9_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Bl2NfY6Uc8c/s1600-h/DSC00512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem-GrK-9_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Bl2NfY6Uc8c/s320/DSC00512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325997056219609074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem-GrK-9_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Bl2NfY6Uc8c/s1600-h/DSC00512.JPG"&gt;Its really really heavy okay..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem-YtmRRoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oIdcI-SoNZo/s1600-h/DSC00511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem-YtmRRoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oIdcI-SoNZo/s320/DSC00511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325997366108571266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem-YtmRRoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oIdcI-SoNZo/s1600-h/DSC00511.JPG"&gt;And i really really mean it..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem-vpJzM3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/fCOuROWzN9E/s1600-h/DSC00520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem-vpJzM3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/fCOuROWzN9E/s320/DSC00520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325997760052409202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SenE1dAu4eI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_4OWG8vfrxM/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SenE1dAu4eI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_4OWG8vfrxM/s320/Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326004456942133730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem-vpJzM3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/fCOuROWzN9E/s1600-h/DSC00520.JPG"&gt;She's equally goood.. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem_ijAN2BI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OE4pAeYATMA/s1600-h/DSC00519.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem_ijAN2BI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OE4pAeYATMA/s320/DSC00519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325998634574927890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem_ijAN2BI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OE4pAeYATMA/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;Slacker, came just for the sake of taking attendance. XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem_wdcasrI/AAAAAAAAALE/0r9j--RGHI4/s1600-h/DSC00516.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem_wdcasrI/AAAAAAAAALE/0r9j--RGHI4/s320/DSC00516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325998873600766642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sem_wdcasrI/AAAAAAAAALE/0r9j--RGHI4/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;She almost won the same thing, almost!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SenAFs-LQ5I/AAAAAAAAALM/Ptd-2RFBHhQ/s1600-h/DSC00518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SenAFs-LQ5I/AAAAAAAAALM/Ptd-2RFBHhQ/s320/DSC00518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325999238546146194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SenAXhJCOOI/AAAAAAAAALU/52AgwPwAj6c/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SenAXhJCOOI/AAAAAAAAALU/52AgwPwAj6c/s320/DSC00514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325999544608110818" border="0" /&gt;Contributing partners..  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SenFKwIUVbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hkEluYTV5kY/s1600-h/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SenFKwIUVbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hkEluYTV5kY/s320/DSC00523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326004822851474866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There goes the conclusion ladies and gentlemen.. :D&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/8807078372007064483-5208700571583936699?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/5208700571583936699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-relief-when-my-name-was-announced.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/5208700571583936699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/5208700571583936699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-relief-when-my-name-was-announced.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SenBkwUoC6I/AAAAAAAAALs/auKvZmJ7xng/s72-c/sports.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-1387045015472522699</id><published>2009-03-29T19:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:38:34.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trauma.</title><content type='html'>This is  real and this is true, rhymes in the song Built To Last by Melee. Life's full of ups and downs and also obstacles, bless my soul. Provide me space to raise my head. Say all I need is what's nudging in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently feeling really calm and cool to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You demanded for a call-off, its the best for you I assume. Friendship is meant to last, but it doesn't phrase in my life at particular times. I can't help it, if you dislike what I'm doing. Be less childish I would like to bury in you. I am certain that I'm not provoked throughout the process in fact I'm pleased that it's finalized at last. God made you this way I wont judge, but I'm willing to overturn your fate for the betterment of you. You declined and preferred to do it your way, I don't mind. This shows that you're speaking for yourself and have matured into a man. You sometimes disgruntled me with your pissy-ness, and I find it humorous at most times. XD Hereby, shall your own pride my friend guide you to the end of time, and cherish you in moment of life. Goodbye.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current is flowing fast in the river and never once stopped flowing. My imagination pictured a time when dinosaurs was around, and as old time,the river never paused. What I'm trying to tell you here is, there are things in life that kept occurring and you never take notice of it. Sometimes you take it into an account as a minor thing, well, you'll never know what it might burst into. The river flows, is a small thing. BUT, when it stops, equivalent to no water, many of us die in return. Relation to you my dear, I sometimes grumble over teeny weeny cupid cases cause, I sensed the turmoil it capable of. You're somehow secretive about what we are. You're keeping out of people's knowledge is what i felt. You'll never succumb to your naiveness. You, You and again You. Make a change I would love you to do.  *shakie bom bom* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilemma hits me.. Identity of whom and whom is involved is no necessary to disclose. hahahaha.. =) Two different cases, two different ppl. As I'm smiling and not even close to sad now, I would like to LAUGH and say goodbye for now.. hahahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-1387045015472522699?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/1387045015472522699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/03/trauma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/1387045015472522699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/1387045015472522699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/03/trauma.html' title='Trauma.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-9120863429187793384</id><published>2009-03-22T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:50:23.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACS IU Day 09!</title><content type='html'>There are more pictures actually.. I've tried... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SdDLrDMdoTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/lMrdtR4_DCM/s1600-h/IMG_3481.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SdDLrDMdoTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/lMrdtR4_DCM/s320/IMG_3481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318975100376949042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SdDNpBYWY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/XKiBRicyPm4/s1600-h/P1030664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SdDNpBYWY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/XKiBRicyPm4/s320/P1030664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318977264553452354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SdDLVBchFgI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EEs7oDvWJ8M/s1600-h/IMG_3485.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SdDLVBchFgI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EEs7oDvWJ8M/s320/IMG_3485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318974721950291458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SdDKxAdFeaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2bTG6I1EAOc/s1600-h/IMG_3599.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SdDKxAdFeaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2bTG6I1EAOc/s320/IMG_3599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318974103208950178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SdDKjhxZuQI/AAAAAAAAAI0/R-pvjhhKWR0/s1600-h/IMG_3601.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SdDKjhxZuQI/AAAAAAAAAI0/R-pvjhhKWR0/s320/IMG_3601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318973871634364674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Indeed it was a successful one. Many showed up yesterday for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IU&lt;/span&gt; and yes, I had so much fun. Alongside with fascinating performances and peoples, the event I once thought that it will be a turmoil turns out good. That is why I didn't even bother to appear early as I was told to. Well, as soon as I arrived, I see familiar faces and unfamiliar faces. Then, I took a slot at the receptionist and helped out a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the show, it is so obvious that the second half of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IU&lt;/span&gt; outclassed the first half. 'Thanks' to the speeches given by numerous people that pulls away the excitement of the whole event. After our light refreshment, marks the beginning of the second half which practically awakes the half asleep crowd. It was followed by The Italian Runway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coolio&lt;/span&gt; band performances, hilarious sketch, and etc etc. Back then, I was reluctant to attend, then onwards I was upset that the event was going to end. Things come and go. So it all ended just like that, we celebrated our success in the auditorium and was told to evacuate after a while. I was supposed to get back home early, instead, I stayed back till late evening as I was hanging out with my friends. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mcd&lt;/span&gt; is what we ate and snooker is what we played. *i have to admit i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sux&lt;/span&gt; at it* It's time, we are all tired and off we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and i got screwed. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;*  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. I've got my own transport back home and I forgot to inform my mum. She was waiting for me I assume. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. She said, 'why are you late and why didn't tell me that you've got your own way home?, what have u been doing throughout the day? what event was that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;u're&lt;/span&gt; attending?' I replied, 'Its an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;IU&lt;/span&gt; day mum'. Then, 'what day again? what did u do there?' I said, 'I told u mum, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; helping out my school for a fashion show' 'so u modelled again? that's it boy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;u're&lt;/span&gt; so irresponsible! u came home late and u didn't even call me up to inform me that u have your own transport back. you're not gonna model again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; telling u, and enough with all these events' she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much saddened to be true, and that caused me a pull out on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; Lethia's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;IU&lt;/span&gt; day*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not suppose to model again remember*. I promised to help her out for the fashion show, and now? The future is still undecided. Great! I feel really bad. *whispers* =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE!&lt;/span&gt; As soon as I got home, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Nevermind&lt;/span&gt;.. 'YOU CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE' Adapt that slogan and make changes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. *signing off*&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/8807078372007064483-9120863429187793384?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/9120863429187793384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/03/acs-iu-day-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/9120863429187793384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/9120863429187793384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/03/acs-iu-day-09.html' title='ACS IU Day 09!'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SdDLrDMdoTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/lMrdtR4_DCM/s72-c/IMG_3481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-4861509858252431952</id><published>2009-02-08T16:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:53:58.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LITERALLY..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well well well, its the time again for me to blog about something. What was the most recent happening celebration again? Oh yea, it's the Chinese New Year. =) woookay, I've always fear that the day will come, due to certain reason that i don't wanna disclose. You might be thinking, *this guy is nuts!* i can't do nonetheless but to agree! hahaha.. i mean come on, to all the Chinese out there, who wouldn't want to celebrate CNY?? XD okay never mind, lets roll it over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful week celebrating the grandest occasion for all the Chinese. There's nothing better than having a week off and live your 'posh' life with no hesitations. I have to admit, the amount of ang paos I've collected are up to my expectation and they're all going in a forbidden place generally known as the Bank(why can't I just have some to spend Mum?), but seems like those red packets doesn't matters much to me, its the enjoyment and the pleasure felt during the good time. To a certain extent, I somehow feel like I'm floating on the river of wonderland. I've been visiting non-stop for the whole freaking week and that's really tiring. But who cares, it's only once a year, triumph it! =) and you know what's really saddening? if I didn't get it wrong, today is actually the LAST day of CNY! HOW SAD! and scary at the same time.. naah, things come and go. Deal and Live with it Kel.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The notorious side of me? 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*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8807078372007064483-4861509858252431952?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/4861509858252431952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-well-well-its-time-again-for-me-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/4861509858252431952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/4861509858252431952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-well-well-its-time-again-for-me-to.html' title='LITERALLY..'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SY6kyjd681I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IqEyXwxou3k/s72-c/DSC01927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-7050552931622818840</id><published>2009-01-24T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:54:24.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It happened again.. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SYRH8yIkRiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MgJ4ecKtxfM/s1600-h/n682297189_1858860_3060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SYRH8yIkRiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MgJ4ecKtxfM/s320/n682297189_1858860_3060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297438171269973538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who gives much fears to me, 'hated' him whenever he's on my radius..&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;Started up the day on January the 23rd with a nervous and anxious heart. Arrived school with absolute ZErO confidence and was willing to strive out for the best! As the clock is ticking down, the pressure enhanced tremendously. Photographers from the editorial board trying hard to get a snap of the star runners before the race. Runners from all ages and genders having themselves warmed up. Till then, it's the time. We are all ordered to get set, and off we go! The few potential contenders were all ahead, leaving me behind trying hard equalize the pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passed by, I managed to get back on track en route to become the first runner to complete the race. I led the group of maybe 3-5 runners throughout the race and wished *i wish all you little bastards to stop following me*. Along the race, a lot of things went through my mind. One of it was, will i ever retain the title? Or will i ever shut that person's mouth as she claimed that I'll never win again because I've been an alcoholic during the past holidays?? Those questions boost up my confidence during the race causing an increase of velocity and thus ditching the group of failures. I was comfortably ahead, assuming that there's no one following my tail. Until the very last check-point, where we were suppose to collect rubber band to indicate that we have gone through that check-point. Then, there comes a friend of mine (Maghen), overtaking mua! I was all shocked and speechless. But it all ended within 10 seconds as I overtook him again. It's the last check-point, and we are close to end of the journey. I ran with all my might and dreams turned out to be reality. There was it, the end of the resistance-full journey and I'm glad to have did it again. It was a glee moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SYRHRA2qFQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uPxPJHH1Sp4/s1600-h/n682297189_1884120_8421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SYRHRA2qFQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uPxPJHH1Sp4/s320/n682297189_1884120_8421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297437419307144450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;*Thank god?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SYRHrfPcERI/AAAAAAAAAHA/S3X8XtDHygo/s1600-h/n682297189_1884155_7416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SYRHrfPcERI/AAAAAAAAAHA/S3X8XtDHygo/s320/n682297189_1884155_7416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297437874140746002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, just smile and take the damn thing.. hahaha.&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;I've made it for 4 consecutive years. 2006,2007,2008 and 2009!  Warning! This is no bragging and not bragging! =) There's more pictures to come. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SXqiQtlzBqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zNzAdszPG6U/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SXqiQtlzBqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zNzAdszPG6U/s320/DSC00357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294722719927174818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-7050552931622818840?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/7050552931622818840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-happened-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7050552931622818840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7050552931622818840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-happened-again.html' title='It happened again.. =)'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SYRH8yIkRiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MgJ4ecKtxfM/s72-c/n682297189_1858860_3060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-6794156360383668666</id><published>2009-01-21T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:31:02.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inconsistency..</title><content type='html'>It's the first month of school, and I've already missed two days of school.. Freaking flu is the main reason why i skipped! =( I should seriously crack a solution to it, i can't take this no more. The abundance of homework and chores makes me feel so guilty to skip school, GET WELL KEL GET WELL! hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that has been bothering me is the upcoming cross country. I seriously doubt with my heart and soul that I'll be able to retain the first spot ever again, and it's in another two days time. What preparation have I made??? NOTHING! gosh... shame of you Kelvin! nehmind, I'm gonna try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and ill, depressed cause I've done nothing.. Its the nadir of my life.. I can't stop fidgeting as I'm nervous, as you all know, the cross country and bored cause I've got nothing to do at home but to rest.. Sorry, there's isnt much update.. I'll be back soon.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-6794156360383668666?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/6794156360383668666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/01/inconsistency.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6794156360383668666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/6794156360383668666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/01/inconsistency.html' title='Inconsistency..'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-7567485456692377232</id><published>2009-01-04T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:31:04.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SWIMMING IS NEVER MY CUP OF TEA but i had fun... muahahahaha...ANYHOW, I'm gonna make you (swimming) my cup of tea! I was just saying, ignore me.. *smiley* hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWCxaYvdoiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Lp_yIbaGP3A/s1600-h/DSC01750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWCxaYvdoiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Lp_yIbaGP3A/s320/DSC01750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287421029409202722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to look silly here, and i think i did.. *woohoo*&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWCyek2td9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/PmrzNW4HYDI/s1600-h/DSC01756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWCyek2td9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/PmrzNW4HYDI/s320/DSC01756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287422200891930578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I'm tired okay, i can't swim no more.. *phew*&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWCzkD0iIoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jgGm2bsrOFI/s1600-h/DSC01754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWCzkD0iIoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jgGm2bsrOFI/s320/DSC01754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287423394615272066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was I alone again???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWCz_ElQM-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/38k8YzTPIec/s1600-h/DSC01766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWCz_ElQM-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/38k8YzTPIec/s320/DSC01766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287423858676085730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! Off to the kiddy's pool.. =)&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWC0ZGC6HBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f5Sf_po2fO8/s1600-h/DSC01767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWC0ZGC6HBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f5Sf_po2fO8/s320/DSC01767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287424305745501202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only for kids below 12 my dear. Told you not to go in there.. I got stuck, maybe it's because of my 'huge' ass. haha.. XD&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWC1YbYhc1I/AAAAAAAAAGI/XF2NiGcjqPw/s1600-h/DSC01775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWC1YbYhc1I/AAAAAAAAAGI/XF2NiGcjqPw/s320/DSC01775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287425393805062994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 'thing' inside the water, is actually me.. She's trying to kill me.. (take 1)&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWC2AtzSqZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/twQ0BJfUT8I/s1600-h/DSC01776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWC2AtzSqZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/twQ0BJfUT8I/s320/DSC01776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287426085943945618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drowning...!!WHY ARE YOU EVIL ELAINE??! (take 2)&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWC2ViW13SI/AAAAAAAAAGY/735AKxDNrKg/s1600-h/DSC01771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWC2ViW13SI/AAAAAAAAAGY/735AKxDNrKg/s320/DSC01771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287426443649080610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Trauma of getting back into the water.. (should I go in or shouldn't I?)&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWC2zNY_nqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/uXW7dovUKDc/s1600-h/DSC01773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWC2zNY_nqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/uXW7dovUKDc/s320/DSC01773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287426953417039522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;How can i possibly drown when the water level is just around my waist? hehe..&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;Miss Photographer Belinda was there as well, she didn't bring along her swimsuit. That is why she isn't there in the water joining us.. Should have just drag her down.. Damn it! hahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-7567485456692377232?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/7567485456692377232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/01/swimming-is-never-my-cup-of-tea-but-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7567485456692377232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7567485456692377232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2009/01/swimming-is-never-my-cup-of-tea-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SWCxaYvdoiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Lp_yIbaGP3A/s72-c/DSC01750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-3455785125651844244</id><published>2009-01-01T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:18:51.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand new year, brand new chapter babeh!</title><content type='html'>It's a brand new year, and it's a whole new life! Tripping forward is all i need. Yes, move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year's eve was another blast. *&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;explosion&lt;/span&gt;*haha. Went my sis's place for a gathering/celebration/party/or reunion? Pick whichever you like, and make sure you only pick one. =) There's food, beers, wine, people and people. I wasn't in the mood at first, was all bored and depressed because they're all adults.I felt so ditched! XD They talked about things which i find it hard to understand and some how boring, but they're HUMOROUS at times as well. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVx0vji-hHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/y_UDPHWsHC4/s1600-h/IMG_4472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVx0vji-hHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/y_UDPHWsHC4/s320/IMG_4472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286228422970737778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old people, not that old, but old. =)&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyamYTvTyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GdfyO-sgItg/s1600-h/IMG_4470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyamYTvTyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GdfyO-sgItg/s320/IMG_4470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286270046777069346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I have no idea who's that guy in black. no no..&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;Then later, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;wonder girl &lt;/span&gt;came to the rescue! hahaha.. Poh Chin Poh Chin!! XD *lol* The arrival marks the end of my 'misery'. Exaggerates is what I do. hehehe.. We took a stroll around the neighbourhood, went to the park but it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;LOCKED &lt;/span&gt;(i don't know why), talked like never before, and giggle like I always do, together with a can of beer.(do i giggle often, i don't know?) Finally, we decided to settle down at the roadside with grass as our floor mat. I'm just trying to get close to the environment okay. *smiles widely* We look exactly like a homeless child, okay or maybe not! Smile, laugh, talk and okay it's picture taking time, say Doreen Tay or Kelvin Koh before the camera snaps. I was all tipsy and reddish, i looked so ugly and red? But still, we took pictures. hehehe.. So we waited and waited and waited till the clock strikes 12.00am and I yelled &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Happy New Year'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when there's only both of us there. I shouldn't have yelled though. *embarrassed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVybzbyaHHI/AAAAAAAAAEw/INo-1alMSVU/s1600-h/IMG_4461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVybzbyaHHI/AAAAAAAAAEw/INo-1alMSVU/s320/IMG_4461.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286271370560937074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVycHedvKBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/06cG2W8eYJQ/s1600-h/DSC00727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVycHedvKBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/06cG2W8eYJQ/s320/DSC00727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286271714876925970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was KINDA off the pitch at first. =(&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyK5Br9IcI/AAAAAAAAADo/WzIL-xINZus/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyK5Br9IcI/AAAAAAAAADo/WzIL-xINZus/s320/DSC00313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286252774936093122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying hard okay. Give me some time.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyLU0CUruI/AAAAAAAAADw/jGkQimLUHQU/s1600-h/DSC00726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyLU0CUruI/AAAAAAAAADw/jGkQimLUHQU/s320/DSC00726.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286253252308152034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes this retarded one, just ignore the big mouth of mine will you?&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyLxn6GEZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fhj2hyP-dOk/s1600-h/DSC00725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyLxn6GEZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fhj2hyP-dOk/s320/DSC00725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286253747268620690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rising tempo..&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyMGUeWsBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kjaCvA8Yn-E/s1600-h/DSC00722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyMGUeWsBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kjaCvA8Yn-E/s320/DSC00722.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286254102829248530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, 'thermal' equilibrium..&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyMfHSEeOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AjSjXMYSeZw/s1600-h/DSC00723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyMfHSEeOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AjSjXMYSeZw/s320/DSC00723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286254528784791778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll sail through the Pacific.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyNdISlp1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/YER06Wc8720/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyNdISlp1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/YER06Wc8720/s320/DSC00314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286255594207291218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;A satisfied client.&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;Okay Okay, continue continue.. My phone rang, and it was Hema.. Okay people, if it's Hema on the line means, it'll most probably be an outing. So yea, indeed it's an outing. He was suppose to drive, BUT his dad is worried. So, he changed to plan B! Our life saviour, Jerry's sis send us to Sunway instead. Arrived there around 3.00am, and all the clubs are mostly all closed down. I was in deep disappointment, and ended up drinking at Station One opposite Sunway. Ordered a bucket, finished it and off to second venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyQjYljU3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1w27RysIBME/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVyQjYljU3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1w27RysIBME/s320/DSC00318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286259000195896178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR sis saved our lives.. (yaya) hahaha..&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;We stopped at Asia Cafe, went 'pooling' in short for play pool. I don't know even how to play, but still i played. After 'pooling', we did something more adventurous, we went HUNTING! Hunt for food lar, hungry ma.. hahaha.. After eating, balik rumah time. I can barely even walk after eating, too tired. Got home around 6.00am, OMG! I mustn't do that again.. My brain cells are all dead, my lungs is screaming 'you damaged me' and my body is saying ' I HATE YOU KELVIN'. I'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great head start of 2009, had lotsa fun.. *undeniable* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW YEAR IS HERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Set your resolution and make it happen. Forget the past, let bygones be bygones. Look into the faithful future of yours and NEVER look back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEOPLE ONCE AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-3455785125651844244?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/3455785125651844244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2008/12/brand-new-year-brand-new-chapter-babeh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/3455785125651844244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/3455785125651844244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2008/12/brand-new-year-brand-new-chapter-babeh.html' title='Brand new year, brand new chapter babeh!'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVx0vji-hHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/y_UDPHWsHC4/s72-c/IMG_4472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-7445886760916856206</id><published>2008-12-30T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:48:56.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salvationista..</title><content type='html'>On the same day as today 49 years back, my Mum was born! haha.. Yea, today is her birthday, i planned to wish her when the clock strikes 0000am but she's already asleep.. *awww man*  instead, i woke up in the morning and ran all the way downstairs and yelled, 'HI Mummy, *smiled* &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;!' Muahahaha.. I was hoping for a hug in return but then all she said was, 'Heh Heh, thank you'. I'm like, *huh huh*. Okay nehmind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a *&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;romantic&lt;/span&gt;* day-out today and it went well. ONLY ME AND MY MUM! *smiles widely* First we went for breakfast, a quick one. Then, we headed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Midvalley Megamall&lt;/span&gt; to shop. Along our journey, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we talked, tried to understand each other even more deeply and mostly importantly we LAUGHED&lt;/span&gt;! Well, that's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fun&amp;amp;best&lt;/span&gt; part of today actually! I love talking to her. ahhhhhh, i realized that I've been very choosy and fussy these days! I went into most of the outlets there to check out on the garments, but not many of them caught my eye. Ended up with only a Topman's long sleeve and a jean from Espirit. Yerrr.... She got frustrated of course, and i said ' sorry lar, now your turn okay?' Then she went into her shops and all, well, she's just as choosy and fussy as me! So don't complain Mum. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as i got home, i wanted to sleep but i couldn't. So, i went online.. After an hour *she* called. Since then I was all &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;moody&lt;/span&gt; till dinner. It's my Mum's birthday, I've gotta be cheerful and i did. I drank lotsa wine, ate and&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt; IT'S TIME TO BLOW THE CAKE AND MAKE A WISH LADY!&lt;/span&gt; She told me her wish was to have many grandchildren. hehehe.. Okay, i made that up! *screams* You're not suppose to tell out your wish, remember? hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now as I'm posting my third post, I'm feeling &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;despair&lt;/span&gt; at the same time. Her call today has slow down my tempo.Ya know, the tempo?? The tempo okay, that's it! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I NEED TO BE STRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Hmmmm, I'm all weak now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8807078372007064483-7445886760916856206?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/7445886760916856206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2008/12/salvationista.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7445886760916856206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7445886760916856206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2008/12/salvationista.html' title='Salvationista..'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-7964042017834186591</id><published>2008-12-29T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:25:06.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Waste Your Time.</title><content type='html'>Yea guys, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;don't waste your time&lt;/span&gt;. Get your ass out of the house as often as possible because the holidays is almost out! (for those who are still undergoing high school) Well, I've been having lotsa leisure nowadays. Being out with friends or family most of the time. That's probably one of the most effective way to direct my mind away from the unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Uhhuh, i woke up at 1pm today. FUH! I enjoyed sleeping. =) Went to&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Pulau Ketam&lt;/span&gt; for a half-day trip as soon as i got myself geared up. (Pelancongan ke Pulau Ketam!)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*yelled*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well, what impressed me is the food there. It's so &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;CHEAP&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;DELICIOUS &lt;/span&gt;that i would rather take a trip there everyday to have my meal. You can never find something like that in the mainland. To be real honest, nothing else is attractive to me other than the food. hahaha. No one leaves the place without getting themselves some seafood chips, so yea, we bought plenty of chips. I'm gonna have a hard time finishing all those chips because I'm the one who urged my parents to buy. I know i can do, maybe i can't?? haiyooo.. We headed back to dry land by speed-boat, oh gosh when i say speed it's really speeding, my hair nearly flew away! hahaha.. It's real fast okay, and it's scary at the same time. XD Okay sum it up, fun and unhealthy eating day for me!  A day without &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;*you*&lt;/span&gt; in my mind. Gotta work out a lil, but i'm lazy?? =( ahhhh nehmind! I'm still wondering on how to finish my chips! damn it! signing off...&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/8807078372007064483-7964042017834186591?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/7964042017834186591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-waste-your-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7964042017834186591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/7964042017834186591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-waste-your-time.html' title='Don&apos;t Waste Your Time.'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8807078372007064483.post-5315894950439506767</id><published>2008-12-27T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:57:37.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastico Christmas..</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh.. The first ever post! hmmm.. well who cares, nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's get started! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Christmas Eve&lt;/span&gt;! Yea! I enjoyed &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;tmas Eve&lt;/span&gt; like never before to be true. i've always been looking forward to it,  i thought that i was going to be lonely, but things turned out to be the vice versa of it! =) alright, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;mas eve&lt;/span&gt; was cool! i went out with my sister, brother &amp;amp; his gf! did a lot of fun things, and had a really memorable day together with them. i somehow wish that the time will just stop at that moment. =) naah, it's not gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, after everything, which basically includes dinner, shopping, the countdown, chicks scouting(XD) and foam spraying, i went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Bea&lt;/span&gt;'s place for a second round celebration. i haven't seen her for like ages already! i'm so glad to like see her the other day. i was so so late, yea mark that, so so so late! i arrived around 2something in the morning, waited at modern for bea and the gang to arrive, had a lil chat, ate, drank, and off to her house again. i felt so bad because i was suppose to arrive early as i promised &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Vivien and Bel&lt;/span&gt;, but i got caught up in a massive jam. by that time i arrived, they are already home resting. =( sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was the eve of christmas! ahhhh, now CHRISTMAS!!it's actually my beloved friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;ong elaine's birthday&lt;/span&gt;! OMG! she was born on the same day as Jesus. wow! that's so cool. well, i woke up late on that day of course, because i got back late too the night before. I was suppose to go to Brian's place, but at the end it got cancelled! i'm like WTH??! but nvm , at least i can rest. =) i rested, cleared my mind, and *bam* it's evening already. so, i went to my cousin's wedding dinner. met up with quite a number of my cousins. awwww, i missed them! they're so funny? hahaha. i chatted, ate and drank again! hahaha. as soon as i arrived home, i wouldn't want to do anything else but to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas isn't that happening for me, but the eve was great!&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt; I ENJOYED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVesg3MmzoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/McpZjKiDg2E/s1600-h/DSC00269.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/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVesg3MmzoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/McpZjKiDg2E/s320/DSC00269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284882368315182722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVesHP20nnI/AAAAAAAAACs/4hz1tv2PtzY/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVesHP20nnI/AAAAAAAAACs/4hz1tv2PtzY/s320/DSC00267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284881928258100850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVev3me2dVI/AAAAAAAAADE/at4_xSsbANg/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVev3me2dVI/AAAAAAAAADE/at4_xSsbANg/s320/DSC00268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284886057500177746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVetJhKSNeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/EqfLX01-9Qo/s1600-h/DSC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVetJhKSNeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/EqfLX01-9Qo/s320/DSC00304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284883066774500834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &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/8807078372007064483-5315894950439506767?l=expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/feeds/5315894950439506767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2008/12/fantastico-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/5315894950439506767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8807078372007064483/posts/default/5315894950439506767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://expatiate-bewilderment.blogspot.com/2008/12/fantastico-christmas.html' title='Fantastico Christmas..'/><author><name>Kelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15944539731345985497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/Sfr7Z1Dtk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Zxxq-KK48tk/S220/n750125271_3005793_8036833.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOdNRMdTTN0/SVesg3MmzoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/McpZjKiDg2E/s72-c/DSC00269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
