<?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-2682338658660017289</id><updated>2011-08-10T04:22:10.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~B@bOoN~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-1991884878293636947</id><published>2010-11-12T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T10:17:51.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAM</title><content type='html'>My finals just ended today. Finals went quite well except for the last paper, Specialist Maths. But, i am quite proud of myself because i think i did pretty well for Finals. Throughout my whole year, i've slacked until my internals was a disaster. Hopefully, my externals will pull it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, SAM lessons ended 3 weeks ago. It was a memorable day. We all took pictures, a lot of pictures. Everyone wore some pretty nice clothings. :) Later on, we changed into our class T-Shirt, which is proudly designed by our class rep - Low Yi Han. Kudos and thumbs up for you bro :) I am not wrong to say that i feel our class, S5 bonds the best among all other classes. Others might say i am wrong, but i think i am right. Somehow, each and everyone of us has their own personalities, weird attitudes or traits, we manage to bond very well. I am proud to have such classmates and friends. Without them, 2010 is a bore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately all good things must come to an end. That's right. SAM has ended. Like really ended. The only thing left is Prom which is on Monday. I am really really going to miss each and every one of my classmates. Soon, we will part. Some will go to Australia or other universities to pursue their studies. As much as i want us to stay together, but i know we have to move on with our life. I will miss the laughter, random jokes, lame ones, Danial Moments, lecturers and their unique personalities. My classmates are capable of making very very random and lame jokes at the most awkwardest moment, ask anyone, they can vouch for that. HAHAHAHA!!! in a way, i am proud of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare to admit that of course even though our class bonds well together, but i do form my own cliques. They're Colin, Seong Hock, Tze Lim, Harin, Erik, Afif, Yi Han, Anson, Chang Wei, Jitesh, Zong Yao, Adeline, Ee von, Hee Ching and Yee Shuen. Even though i do say this all the time in a joking way, BUT i would like you all to know that i really really love you all. AND i hope each and everyone of BFFs forever. I know it's something rather hard, but i'll do all i can to ensure that. All of you have never failed to amuse and cheer me up. No matter how bad my mood or my day is in college, they've never failed to place a smile upon my face. I can write about them all day long, but i don't think i have time now. I will. Soon. that's a promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... because of them i kinda cried twice or thrice? i can't remember. But the first time was definitely during Mr. Woon's powerpoint presentation. It's simple yet touching. very touching. I can feel the sincerity and the love from it. I guess that's what made me cry. =) Thank you Mr.Woon. you've not only been a lecturer to all of us, but also like a father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we move on to forge our paths in our life, I pray for your safety and well-being. May all of you succeed in whatever you do. AND! REMEMBER ME! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILY :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-1991884878293636947?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1991884878293636947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/11/sam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/1991884878293636947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/1991884878293636947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/11/sam.html' title='SAM'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-6258799745524517344</id><published>2010-07-27T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T06:01:10.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S5 awesome short story</title><content type='html'>As the dust settled, little Davy Hutchinson looked up to his father and asked “Daddy, is Mommy coming back?” Daddy replied, “No son, I’ll be getting a new wife.” Davy Hutchinson yelled at his father “I want Mummy back!” Daddy said nothing and walked away. Little Davy Hutchinson looked up the newspaper on the table for a new father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two months later, Little Davy Hutchinson watched as his father kissed Old Man Warner at the altar. Little Davy Hutchinson looked up towards Mrs Dunbar and asked, “What does that mean now?” Expecting an answer, Little Davy Hutchinson was on the verge of tears as he walked away. He couldn’t imagine Old Man Warner would be his new mom. After spending so much time with Old Man Warner, Davy Hutchinson realized that Old Man Warner is a better dad. When his father knew that, he got very angry and slapped Little Davy Hutchinson. Little Davy Hutchinson cried and ran away from home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years later, Little Davy Hutchinson came back to his house. Little Davy Hutchinson brought Tessie Hutchinson home. With a smile on her face, Tessie Hutchinson says, “Hello Bill, I’m back.” Bill did not seem to hear or see Tessie Hutchinson. Davy Hutchinson saw Old Man Warner walking out from the kitchen naked carrying apple pie. Davy Hutchinson said hi to Old Man Warner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s when the unexpected happened. Davy Hutchinson decided to put a kick to his most important part of Old Man Warner’s body. While he was kicking Old Man Warner until he fainted, Davy Hutchinson said to Old Man Warner, “I don’t want you to be my mom.” Bill was so furious, he stripped Davy Hutchinson and he pulled out his belt. Being ten years old, hot-tempered and angry, Davy Hutchinson snatched the leather belt and proceeded to carry out his revenge on his father by whipping him non-stop on every part he could reach on his pathetic body; while his mind was going through scenes such as gouging his father’s eye out with a spoon, tearing off his tongue as well as his fingernails. After he was done, Davy Hutchinson kneeled down and started crying. Suddenly, ‘invisible’ Tessie Hutchinson threw stones at Davy Hutchinson for his sins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Bill held on to his life predicting his life to end soon enough, he finally realized the hallucination Davy Hutchinson created and decided it was time for him to tell the truth of Old Man Warner as he breathed his last, he held onto Davy Hutchinson’s hands and whispered “Old Man Warner is Tessie Hutchinson.” THE END!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-6258799745524517344?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6258799745524517344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/07/s5-awesome-short-story.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6258799745524517344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6258799745524517344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/07/s5-awesome-short-story.html' title='S5 awesome short story'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4807272156599343603</id><published>2010-04-07T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:33:57.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been so long</title><content type='html'>I've abandon this blog for quite some time already. Well, it's because am kinda busy and lazy. And also this will discourage readers :D i don't know why but, i feel like making this blog private but then it will be troublesome for readers. So i'll leave it just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, nothing much has changed since i last blogged. Except for the fact that life is much more merrier and hectic. I've not really adjusted myself to KL life, but am still coping (hopefully). I've made a point to myself that i will make each day a brand new beginning and not a routine. I dare say i am a bit of a coward, afraid of big changes. That's why i am taking it step by step, little by little. Everyday i do small but different things to add spices into my life. :) However weird it may seem, one of the meaningful moments in my day will be the walk from Taylor's to the KTM station. Most weekdays i will walk to the KTM station after class. Starting my walk at 4 p.m, i walk the usual route. I take slow and relaxing steps while observing my surroundings. I like seeing the residents around the neighborhood coming out to take a walk with their family or their dog. I mean, it's a rather peaceful scene. Hahaha.. i need peace after one hectic day. Then, i will stop by the small stall and buy 3 pieces of fried banana if i am hungry. And, the best part is that, whenever i pass by the stall selling Apam Balik, he will never fail to shout, "APAM BALIK"! I swear, never once he did not shout that when i passed by him. It's a wonder to me. I am weird. Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, i am quite excited but also afraid at the same time about what the future holds for me. I mean, i can't possible predict my future right? It's the greatest mystery, far more mysterious than galaxies or universes or stuffs like that. I've never ever thought i would study SAM in Taylors, meet new (awesome too) friends, experience new challenges and others. I am rather glad that things have been working out for me. Thank God for that :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made many new friends in KL. And of course i've been hanging out with them a lot, but that doesn't mean i've forgotten my old friends. Friends that i've been with since Secondary School, some even from Primary. Although we have gone on our own paths, i will never forget each and every one of you. The happiness and sadness we shared, the laughter we had together, the crazy stuffs we did. I will make a point here that, i tend to refer my old frens to BP frens, and new frens as KL frens. I don't mean anything here. It's easier for me to refer. It's not that i am forgetting or belittling my friends by grouping them. No matter where you're from, as long as you're my friend, i will cherish you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people said i changed (not only u Anna Seng) which got me thinking. Have i really changed? I guess maybe, a bit more mature perhaps and more responsible. It's rather impossible if i don't grow up a bit right? That did be weird. But one thing is for sure, deep down, i am still the same old. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i end, i've passed my driving test today! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4807272156599343603?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4807272156599343603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-so-long.html#comment-form' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4807272156599343603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4807272156599343603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-so-long.html' title='It&apos;s been so long'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4232963866991318839</id><published>2010-03-03T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T04:22:25.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate being sick.</title><content type='html'>Sigh, yeap, i am feeling unwell. &gt;&lt; only ="("&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, for the past few days been busy studying. Today is a rest day for me. hahaha... i can't wait for this Friday. First driving lesson!!! Freaking excited... but then, it means that i wont be able to join the rest to go to Emyy's house. =( they're going coz at 6.30, ada SAM fiesta at Taylors. we will all be going! hahahaha... looking forward to it lah.. It's a party, minus the booze and drugs. lol, we'll  be dancing the whole night. But i doubt i'll be dancing, i think i'll mostly be eating. I dun even noe how to dance, besides, with the size of mine, how u expect me to dance??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, Ee Von won the post for secretary for the SAM Student Council. hahahha... Hee Ching got the post as a committee member. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i am very lazy now. so it ends here. Bye. hahahha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4232963866991318839?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4232963866991318839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-being-sick.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4232963866991318839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4232963866991318839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-being-sick.html' title='I hate being sick.'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4073963013093546731</id><published>2010-02-23T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:24:53.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>omgg! i've been MIA for so so long! i've realised it long ago but then i can't do anything with it coz of the class tests and assignments. RAWR! The class tests were ok, there were ups and downs. but overall it's fine (fingers crossed). hahahaha... right. what i've been doing for the past few days? Nothing big except i went to Ipoh on Saturday for my cousin's wedding! Mr.Julian Chong just got married! hahahaha.. well, the actual wedding ceremony was in Kuching. The on in Ipoh was a dinner with families and close frens. although it was a small one, but it was splendid! love it to bits! they are such a cute and happy couple! =D  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*i wish u both longevity and blissful years ahead of you!*:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;right. next is a big thing going on in Taylor's. actually, it's about SAM only. It's campaign time for SAM student council! I am voting for Ee Von (eevee) for Secretary and Hee Ching for committee member! hahahaha... Hee Ching din really campaign much coz she said she has high chance of getting selected due to few reasons (but actually, she's lazy =D). Eevee's campaigning dammn gao gao. LOL... her supporters wear orange, be it nail polish, shirt, pants, undergarments (i've no idea about that), ribbons or anything as long as it's orange! Me? i wear a tag and an orange ribbon and a flyer asking everyone to vote for her on the back of my shirt. =D hopefully both of them win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SAM to me, is fun but it's getting hectic. Assignments and class tests are pouring in. It's kinda fun though with all the work, but time management is definitely, and for the time being, my time is not really managed. HAHAHAHA, but it'll work out just fine =). Actually, it's not that i dun wanna do work, it's because it's too hot! Do you notice that the weather nowadays is freaking blardy hoT!!!???? I am sweating although i am under the fan! btw, i just collected my new ID card today. Lol... i lost mine b4 chinese new year. it sux lah. i'll never lose this one again/ hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I gtg now. Fringe time =D been watching this awesome show these few days. hahahhas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Without wax&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4073963013093546731?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4073963013093546731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/02/mia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4073963013093546731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4073963013093546731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/02/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8939978800786568793</id><published>2010-02-11T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:07:26.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakura Biyori</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: nowrap; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"   style="text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif;font-size:1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; white-space: normal;  letter-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I met you at sixteen&lt;br /&gt;And we shared a love a hundred years old&lt;br /&gt;Under the fluttering, dancing down&lt;br /&gt;petals of the sakura tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to meet you, so I ran&lt;br /&gt;On the steep hill road where sunlight lands&lt;br /&gt;and in the corner of the park our two shadows are&lt;br /&gt;unchanging even now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, and me, and the sakura weather&lt;br /&gt;I sway in the wind and dance back again&lt;br /&gt;As if I had just awoken from a long dream&lt;br /&gt;I look up and see a pink sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in love; I was in love&lt;br /&gt;with you as your smile began to blossom&lt;br /&gt;I alone knew about&lt;br /&gt;that soft place on your right side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promise under the sakura tree&lt;br /&gt;of "Let's come here again next year"&lt;br /&gt;We reaffirmed it to each other so many times&lt;br /&gt;but it remains unfulfilled even now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, and me, and the sakura weather&lt;br /&gt;I am gently revived by the wind&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if now, you're looking at it too,&lt;br /&gt;the same pink sky we saw that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chased after those days;&lt;br /&gt;the footprints engraved in them are&lt;br /&gt;the most irreplaceable treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, and me, and the sakura weather&lt;br /&gt;I sway in the wind and dance back again&lt;br /&gt;My endless emotions overflowed out of me&lt;br /&gt;and tears filled my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, and me, and the sakura weather&lt;br /&gt;I sway in the wind and dance back again&lt;br /&gt;Holding to my chest a future I can't yet see&lt;br /&gt;I look up and see a pink sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"   style="text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif;font-size:1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; white-space: normal;  letter-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"   style="text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif;font-size:1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 20px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;English translation of the song, Sakura Biyori from the 10th ending theme of Bleach. It is a meaningful song. It's my favourite song since the last time i heard it =D enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"   style="text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif;font-size:1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 20px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"   style="text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif;font-size:1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 20px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8939978800786568793?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8939978800786568793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/02/sakura-biyori.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8939978800786568793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8939978800786568793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/02/sakura-biyori.html' title='Sakura Biyori'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-5509277846990543993</id><published>2010-02-11T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T02:14:34.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/02/10</title><content type='html'>Today is Maths test! However, it is not the main highlight of they. LOL! The main highlight was what happened during the 2nd break. It started when Eve was listening to her music through her earphone. Colin wanted to noe whether eve can hear what he is saying with her earphones on. Lol.. so Colin kept saying about her BB (go figure =D). At first tot eve can't hear, mana tau later she suddenly laughed at ask colin to stop saying that. Then from there, expanded. Colin kept saying about her BB. The funniest part was when Colin made sign languages. ROFL! we were laughing till breathless for 20 mins. LMAO! then, eve buried her head on her legs. Well, she is laughing, but it looked like she was crying, Colin continued to tease her. Suddenly, Eve got up and threw her book while scolding Colin. Then she walked away, halfway, she said, "was just acting". OMG Colin's expression was the epic-est thing in my entire life. He was smiling. But it's obvious, he was shocked. Coz he macam frozen. Can't move a muscle. Damm obvious he panicking. LMAO. It's freaking hilarious. LOL....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We laughed so much, till out of breath. hahhaha.. it was good though, stress reliever before the start of Maths test =D. Today everyone wore red to welcome the CNY festive mood. Except for a few traitors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Erik = wore grey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Eve = White dress with orange dots (dots with size of an orange which she claimed it's red in colour) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Riefdy = wore black, but forgave him since he wore red underwear =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Adeline = pink, but oso forgive, since pink is like in the family of red. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahhaha.... it's supposed to be a perfect day. But One Piece spoiled it all ): I am very sad at the fact that Ace died. It's a damn sad thing. He was my favourite character in OP aside from Captain Whitebeard and Roronoa Zoro. Sighs... life's like that =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-5509277846990543993?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5509277846990543993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/02/100210.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5509277846990543993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5509277846990543993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/02/100210.html' title='10/02/10'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-606438727454520669</id><published>2010-02-06T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:03:35.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Guardian Angel - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;When I see your smile&lt;br /&gt;Tears run down my face&lt;br /&gt;I can't replace&lt;br /&gt;And now that I'm strong&lt;br /&gt;I have figured out&lt;br /&gt;How this world turns cold&lt;br /&gt;and it breaks through my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll find&lt;br /&gt;deep inside me&lt;br /&gt;I can be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall(let you fall)&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all(though it all)&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;Seasons are changing&lt;br /&gt;And waves are crashing&lt;br /&gt;And stars are falling all for us&lt;br /&gt;Days grow longer and nights grow shorter&lt;br /&gt;I can show you I'll be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall (let you fall)&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you're my, you're my, my, my true love, my whole heart&lt;br /&gt;Please don't throw that away&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Please don't walk away and&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you'll stay, stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use me as you will&lt;br /&gt;Pull my strings just for a thrill&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Though my skies are turning gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;[to fade]&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/2682338658660017289-606438727454520669?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/606438727454520669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/02/your-guardian-angel-red-jumpsuit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/606438727454520669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/606438727454520669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/02/your-guardian-angel-red-jumpsuit.html' title='Your Guardian Angel - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-131465064657605903</id><published>2010-02-05T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T23:43:57.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will treasure the memories of the past.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Chinese New year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;is coming. This means i am going back to my hometown. My beloved hometown, Batu Pahat. It may be just a small town, with little attractions but that is the place where it held most of my memories. Memories has begun to flood into my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss the times when me and frens went for a drink b4 going to Physics Ong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss playing tennis under the hot sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss going for outings and dinners with frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss having Char Tau Kuey with mom and sis for supper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss going to Hutan Lipur and climb the stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss going to High School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss my class 5 Cengal, the usual place i hang out with frens during recess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss the teachers (except for a few though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss playing cards and talk crap with my frens during lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss all the precious moments of my secondary school life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss buying my favourite Petitza from BB Bakery (hoping they still have it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss the bubble tea from Witchery Ider. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;There are too many things too list here. Even though they are just little things, but they hold great significance to me. I hope to be able to do some of it again. (: as for now, move along!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Without wax,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-131465064657605903?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/131465064657605903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-will-treasure-memories-of-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/131465064657605903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/131465064657605903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-will-treasure-memories-of-past.html' title='I will treasure the memories of the past.'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8698320671110613873</id><published>2010-02-01T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T05:15:16.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalali Pom Chat Chat</title><content type='html'>It's been ages, centuries or even a millennium since i last blogged. jeez, i shud spare more time to blog. but then with the hw, studies and projects, i dun have the time ): LOL... But then oso right timing lah, since very few ppl online nowadays. Some went for national service, those din go, went to work pulak. Hahhaahas... Yu Qing bue song me, coz i studying but not working. lol, he said working is tough. is it? i dunno. all i noe is, i wanna work asap however currently enjoying my studying life. XD... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one month since i started my college life. And i love it a lot (: new experience to me. It's like an introduction to a new chapter of my life. Starting February, i am gonna be super busy with all the tests and projects coming! so far, only 1 english project, but without a single doubt, more are coming. But one interesting thing is that experiments are coming. I am anticipating the upcoming chemistry experiment. It's Flame Test! Imagine that, experimenting on fire, my favourite element on the first experiment!Awesome! ahahhaas... but then, the twist to it is that, there'll be no help. meaning, we will all be on our own. unlike during sec school, teacher can assists us. this time, it's only me and my partner which is Hui Ling @ Mrs. Teo. HAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened in our class during this one month. All of them are funny and hilarious. HAHAHAHA.. glad and happy got nice classmates and frens (: but there were a few that are super EPIC! like that time Riefdy and Harin got pranked (by me :p). It was like this. They skipped LAN(jiao) class to play pool. After LAN(jiao) class was English lesson. When we reached the class, Riefdy and Harin were still nowhere to be seen. Teacher oso not yet come in, a lil late. So i called Riefdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Dudes, where are you?? Teacher is in the class. And she's very pissed that u two are late. Faster come back!&lt;br /&gt;Riefdy : okok... on the way back now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that the whole class roared with laughter. When Miss Julianne came in, i asked for her assistance to pura pura angry with Riefdy and Harin. when they came in, Miss Julianne just looked at the computer and asked sternly, "why are you late?" OMG! U shud've seen the looks on their faces! EPIC MAN! they were scared stiff. LOL i still remember riefdy holding the doorknob while looking at Miss Julianne. after a few seconds, Miss Julianne cannot tahan then laughed. Everyone followed suit! HAHAHAHA... fun la weyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is a fun filled day at college. This is exactly what i wanted, fun and happiness and laughter everyday (: i hope and will make each and every day of my life to be happy. MWAHAHAH!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8698320671110613873?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8698320671110613873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/02/lalali-pom-chat-chat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8698320671110613873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8698320671110613873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/02/lalali-pom-chat-chat.html' title='Lalali Pom Chat Chat'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-9181844198964777753</id><published>2010-01-24T06:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T06:22:34.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short post. EPIC!</title><content type='html'>This is gonna be a short post. hahahhas... am too tired and too lazy and too little time to blog. brief summary of my past few days...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole week passed by so fast, *woooosh*! like the wind! each day of the week was filled with laughter, excitement, tiredness and happiness. lol.... I am starting to feel that, starting tomorrow, it's gonna be darn busy. starting is with the investigative study, experiments and upcoming class test (after CNY). Although i think it's kinda hectic, but i love it (: hahahas... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yst and today, ppl came to build the wardrobes and kitchen cabinet. and wtf, been cleaning the whole day today, super duper tired -.- i can't feel my legs and hands anymore. and lagi WTF de is, tomorrow still need walk a long distance. diu... hahahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k lah, i got to go now, coz i need to slp... nights &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S Danial and Riefdy is hot! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2682338658660017289-9181844198964777753?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/9181844198964777753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/short-post-epic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/9181844198964777753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/9181844198964777753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/short-post-epic.html' title='Short post. EPIC!'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4113402626853873132</id><published>2010-01-18T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T04:22:05.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To infinity and BEYOND!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, i agree. it's a lame title post -.- Coz it really has nothing to do with the following content. ^^&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrightie, first things first. COLLEGE ROCKS! WooHoo~~~ my class rocks, my classmates rocks, my teachers rocks! and also, Spec Maths do rock my mind until i have a headache -.- why you ask? Lol... Ok, it's like this. Form 5 or former Form 5 students, remember the add maths topic Trigonometry, where we learn about Mr. Soh's Toa Kah? Hahahha.. well, we're learning that in chapter 1 of spec maths. and believe me, it's gonna get harder soon. GAH! BLAH! ACK! why da hell did i take spec maths? what to do, need it to achieve my ambition. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every morning, i have to walk from SJ KTM station to Taylors. It's about 10 mins walk. But when the first time i walked there, it took me 45 mins of non-stop walking. My smart sis showed me a way (a very very very long one) to taylors through the phone. Thinking back, i shud've just listened to Gab. Coz his route, to my utmost surprised, many many many Taylorians (name given to those studying in Taylors, awesome isn't it?) were walking. I seriously couldn't believe my eyes. o_o it's was like a trail of ants walking towards their nest (if u look from above in the helicopter). ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was full of surprises! Firstly, it is because of the open-mindedness of KL ppl (especially gals). I mean, in BP, if i tell a dirty joke, most gals will not listen to it, some will shake their head in disgust and only a few, a very teensy weensy number of gals would actually like it. Lol, but today, i told the Buttercorn, Mayonnaise and the Baby story to them. OMG, they laughed so much. i am soo delighted ^^ hahahhaas.. first time gals laugh so much about it. lol. And 2nd is kinda shocking more than surprising. Melody said hi to me o_o and of coz the person behind her ignored me, and so did I ^^ hahahhas... i mean, after that thingie, i din expect her to be nice to me. i was talking to Colin when she greeted me. i was kinda speechless as it was awkward and surprising that i dinno what to say. I did what most ppl will do, nod and smile and say,"yeah". lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and no, in case ur thinking of it, this is not about BGR relationship, with me, that is o_o, nah, it's complicated, u wouldn't understand it unless u noe the story.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, i've to excuse myself to do my homework. Yes frens, i am going to do my homework, dun laugh -.- i am trying not to do what i did (or not doing) about my homework during almost my entire school life. LOL... Shhhh... dun tell my sister. XD... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Spec maths, here i come!!! Rock my mind T.T*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4113402626853873132?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4113402626853873132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-infinity-and-beyond.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4113402626853873132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4113402626853873132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-infinity-and-beyond.html' title='To infinity and BEYOND!'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2461633907310777249</id><published>2010-01-12T05:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T05:36:48.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Legen... 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DARY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://en.tackfilm.se/loader.swf?shareID=1263303290131RA62&amp;amp;folder=12633"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://en.tackfilm.se/loader.swf?shareID=1263303290131RA62&amp;amp;folder=12633" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="325"&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/2682338658660017289-2461633907310777249?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2461633907310777249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-legen-wait-for-it-dary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2461633907310777249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2461633907310777249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-legen-wait-for-it-dary.html' title='This is Legen... WAIT FOR IT ... DARY!'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2598468524140084932</id><published>2010-01-10T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:50:08.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory~</title><content type='html'>Today i went to the Nilai Memorial Park. For what? Go c my dad's tablet a while (sorry if i made a mistake on the word tablet. i dunno what else to call it. if u noe, pls tell me ^^). It was his death anniversary 4 days ago. It's been 4 years already since his passing. Frankly, it felt like it was just last year. but then, time flies. I miss my old man a lot &gt;&lt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad, hahahas... i can remember a lot of things about him though not all of coz. i am a normal human not a supercomputer ^^. He is the most patient, slowest (no kidding), kindest, rational, sometimes fierce (when he needs to), thriftiest and not to forget, most awesome dad (: But the most outstanding thing to me about him is his patience. how patient? he can get stuck in the traffic jam for 2 freaking hours and not complain even one bit. In fact, he did not do anything to pass his time. he just look at the cars in front of him, sometimes talk to us (have i mentioned he is also a man of few words?) and that's all. While everyone in the car was already fidgeting after getting stuck for only 30 mins -.- LOL... And, his life is kinda routine o_O every night, after dinner, he will watch the news. After that, he will sit down on the study table and read the newspaper without his baju or sometimes with just a singlet. and he really READS the newspaper. I mean, he reads every news patiently. Seriously, i admire his patience a lot. LoL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best memory i have of him is during every suppertime. I often follow him out to buy supper. And after he buys the food, without fail, he sure flash his smile and ask me, "satisfied?" Hahahas... some of you might think it's nothing special, but then to me, it's wonderful. hahahaas... man i really do miss him saying that one word. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-2598468524140084932?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2598468524140084932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/memory.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2598468524140084932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2598468524140084932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/memory.html' title='Memory~'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-3217975629368506277</id><published>2010-01-09T07:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T07:30:29.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pictures of my friends! Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0igqZidiLI/AAAAAAAAAPA/55n6tIaEXuI/s1600-h/Image494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0igqZidiLI/AAAAAAAAAPA/55n6tIaEXuI/s320/Image494.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424762401438140594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zhe yang, "err cikgu, lepas tolong, boleh bagi aku tidur ke tak?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0igqC6YFwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/4DHSVvh9Xgo/s1600-h/Image493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0igqC6YFwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/4DHSVvh9Xgo/s320/Image493.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424762395364431618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think Encik Samadi said no. Coz Lao Ye looks like he's gonna cry and slam the book on the table XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0ie_TLsbTI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Gk8R0t6O08Y/s1600-h/Image488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0ie_TLsbTI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Gk8R0t6O08Y/s320/Image488.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424760561486032178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chee Seng, "Hey, move to the side pls, i wanna c that chick's ass." hahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0ie-4fCA9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/TtM1mDmQCGg/s1600-h/Image482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0ie-4fCA9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/TtM1mDmQCGg/s320/Image482.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424760554319381458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL, yu qing, u seem like wanna kiss someone? hahahha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0ie-kh4vZI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Hnu3qOn-YOo/s1600-h/Image481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0ie-kh4vZI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Hnu3qOn-YOo/s320/Image481.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424760548962647442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yu qing, "huh? what in the world is the teacher teaching????"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0ie-JZfaDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KJlbF8omskU/s1600-h/Image468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0ie-JZfaDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KJlbF8omskU/s320/Image468.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424760541679675442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YQ, "huhuhuhu, i noe i handsome lah,keep taking my pic."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dickson to the person on the right of YQ, "no lah, actually is he taking my pic." XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0ie96ub3_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GujcrwXvfbw/s1600-h/Image487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0ie96ub3_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GujcrwXvfbw/s320/Image487.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424760537740992498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dickson, "Sigh.. i wanna take a sip at that coke leh &gt;&lt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0id1nWuDNI/AAAAAAAAAOI/7Kyl7XLOWA4/s1600-h/Image469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0id1nWuDNI/AAAAAAAAAOI/7Kyl7XLOWA4/s320/Image469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424759295590665426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dickson, "dun take pics of me lah, i very shy de."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0id1Wo4m7I/AAAAAAAAAOA/MZuuHeEWGc4/s1600-h/Image485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0id1Wo4m7I/AAAAAAAAAOA/MZuuHeEWGc4/s320/Image485.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424759291103452082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL, wonder what they're doing? look at Lai. so cute &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0id1L2zhUI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vch4CCfGCQ8/s1600-h/Image483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0id1L2zhUI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vch4CCfGCQ8/s320/Image483.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424759288209048898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-.-, brudder Seng, dun scratch ur crotch in front of the camera pls. hahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0id0sWeGOI/AAAAAAAAANw/k8zgDVg-UHk/s1600-h/Image477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0id0sWeGOI/AAAAAAAAANw/k8zgDVg-UHk/s320/Image477.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424759279751928034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You see lah, scratch till tear one hole d. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0id0Qhb-9I/AAAAAAAAANo/sWrwLYb7XGI/s1600-h/Image463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0id0Qhb-9I/AAAAAAAAANo/sWrwLYb7XGI/s320/Image463.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424759272281734098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so hardworking, study till fall asleep. OR, scratch till tired? hmmmm.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~B@bOoN~&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/2682338658660017289-3217975629368506277?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3217975629368506277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-pictures-of-my-friends-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3217975629368506277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3217975629368506277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-pictures-of-my-friends-part-2.html' title='Random pictures of my friends! Part 2'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0igqZidiLI/AAAAAAAAAPA/55n6tIaEXuI/s72-c/Image494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-5282126436142603388</id><published>2010-01-08T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:31:32.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pictures of my friends! Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Year 2009 was a fun-filled year! I will never ever forget this memorable year. hahaha... I am not gonna talk much here, just wanna post pictures of them! Well, not all though because i took them b4 SPM, during that time many ppl absent, but i will have the remaining pictures soon! hehe... enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0daVDrFexI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wHaogVs-_oE/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0daVDrFexI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wHaogVs-_oE/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424403594000825106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This is what he looks like for a about 10 minutes in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dbcIGjy8I/AAAAAAAAANI/AlO3IPBB_l4/s1600-h/Image466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dbcIGjy8I/AAAAAAAAANI/AlO3IPBB_l4/s320/Image466.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424404814960511938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And this is what he is like for most of the time in school ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0daWaFTypI/AAAAAAAAANA/TBQeSkpfGZM/s1600-h/Image473.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0daWaFTypI/AAAAAAAAANA/TBQeSkpfGZM/s320/Image473.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424403617196264082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; This is Gabriel. I think he is playing Chor Dai Di at that time XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dc4bWf3nI/AAAAAAAAANg/MMthauGHPfI/s1600-h/Image437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dc4bWf3nI/AAAAAAAAANg/MMthauGHPfI/s320/Image437.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424406400675602034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The happy moments of me and Dickson... that is until...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dcPGU5QvI/AAAAAAAAANY/gwNNwU2_6c8/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dcPGU5QvI/AAAAAAAAANY/gwNNwU2_6c8/s320/DSC01556.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424405690657096434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She arrives in the picture! T.T i got dumped. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well, this is for part 1 &gt;&lt;... continuing Part 2 soon. and then i am gonna post each and every classmate's profile... hehehe... but now i have to collect pictures of them &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Without wax,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-5282126436142603388?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5282126436142603388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-pictures-of-my-friends-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5282126436142603388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5282126436142603388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-pictures-of-my-friends-part-1.html' title='Random pictures of my friends! Part 1'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0daVDrFexI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wHaogVs-_oE/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-813647975133327814</id><published>2010-01-08T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:09:06.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pictures of Kean Ming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmmm, to those who dunno Kean Ming, let me tell you. Hehehe.. he is the cutest, the most adorable, handsomest, nottiest, smartest baby in the whole world! (to me that is). ^^ he is actually my cousin, though i treat him like my little brother. i love his accompaniment. hahaha... at times, he will do the most ridiculous, but cutest thing. hahaha... the tot of it makes me laugh. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dWOxkBiNI/AAAAAAAAALw/6aEhTyjI6_U/s320/IMGP1599.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424399088013641938" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and mom super tired ard after out whole day, but still, he has the cutest look &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dXWgP6mEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CmB4iBUR4no/s1600-h/Image461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dXWgP6mEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CmB4iBUR4no/s320/Image461.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424400320316479554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahaha... he stubborn, ask him at home slp dun want, going out that time he kenot tahan d. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dXWHbyx2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/r71LgG5MMus/s1600-h/Image1092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dXWHbyx2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/r71LgG5MMus/s320/Image1092.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424400313655412578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kean Ming said to me, "hey you! she's mine, get away from her!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dXVx5Z9MI/AAAAAAAAAMI/r-UotaDtJYI/s1600-h/Image302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dXVx5Z9MI/AAAAAAAAAMI/r-UotaDtJYI/s320/Image302.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424400307874034882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was what he meant by flying like Superman. hahahha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dXVnYt0NI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1HETOeqrVIM/s1600-h/Image524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dXVnYt0NI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1HETOeqrVIM/s320/Image524.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424400305052569810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hahaha... Asleep on my sofa while watching TV with mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dXVZu77KI/AAAAAAAAAL4/R04fyLNjPG0/s1600-h/Image305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dXVZu77KI/AAAAAAAAAL4/R04fyLNjPG0/s320/Image305.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424400301387672738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Posing with me er-jie's sunglasses! hahahahah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Actually, i've many more pics in my sis d camera, but lazy to take out. hahahas... so far is this nia. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Without wax,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-813647975133327814?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/813647975133327814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-pictures-of-kean-ming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/813647975133327814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/813647975133327814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-pictures-of-kean-ming.html' title='Random pictures of Kean Ming'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0dWOxkBiNI/AAAAAAAAALw/6aEhTyjI6_U/s72-c/IMGP1599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2451501087337141399</id><published>2010-01-04T05:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T08:07:45.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batu Pahat to Kuala Lumpur</title><content type='html'>The day i shifted to KL wasn't very long ago, i can still remember most of that day. Hahahaha.. it was a tiring but fun day! While waiting for the lorry to arrive, me and min tien carried all the boxes and heavy stuffs such as tables to the hall and outside of the house. In that way, it will be easier and shorter time to load everything into the lorry. Mom and er jie continued packing stuffs into boxes. There were about 20 or more boxes. hahaha... freaking tiring lo! at about 12 noon, the hall and the porch were filled with things! take a look -&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0INb6dDVRI/AAAAAAAAALA/ulqLXZ8j8nA/s1600-h/IMG_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0INb6dDVRI/AAAAAAAAALA/ulqLXZ8j8nA/s320/IMG_0272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422911674506237202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;This is the porch. look at all those boxes! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0IOcXTYTfI/AAAAAAAAALI/luv_pGrrPTU/s1600-h/Image514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0IOcXTYTfI/AAAAAAAAALI/luv_pGrrPTU/s320/Image514.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422912781761924594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This is the hall, taken from the kitchen view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0IPKdNQsUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/hQEcuzj4mhI/s1600-h/Image516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0IPKdNQsUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/hQEcuzj4mhI/s320/Image516.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422913573620855106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;Lol, i dismantled all the bed frames wan hor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0IPhxBxiyI/AAAAAAAAALY/91Z3JZocqhE/s1600-h/IMG_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0IPhxBxiyI/AAAAAAAAALY/91Z3JZocqhE/s320/IMG_0278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422913974078376738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are the tables that were freaking heavy!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After carrying those stuffs, we waited for the lorry lo. The lorry konnonya said, 2 pm reached, but 2.30 oso din reach yet. Yuan lai, the lorry spoiled. Everyone of us very hungry ma, so me and sis went to buy lunch. MCD! hehehe... drive-thru! XD then we ate together lo. At first no place to eat de, then min tien tot of sumthing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0IQy3jC6eI/AAAAAAAAALg/fDTjgDAgrSM/s1600-h/IMG_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0IQy3jC6eI/AAAAAAAAALg/fDTjgDAgrSM/s320/IMG_0274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422915367397943778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;He suggested we ate in the middle of the porch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;Super sohai lah he, but then it was fun! lol.... after eating, the lorry arrived. And boy, did we had the shock of our lives! it was a 10-wheeled lorry! apparently, the 6 wheeled lorry that we actually wanted was under repair, so they sent the 10 wheeled lorry as a replacement. LOL, we immediately carried everything inside the lorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;The two workers were kinda small size. One was skinny and another was short. I tot, damm, i need to work more. Mana tau, those two, have more strength than us -,- Those bags filled with clothes, which needed me and min tien to carry. they carried it all by themselves. When i tried to offer my help, he said, "tak payah lah, ini ringan sajer." -.- i really ssl. LOL... after about 2 and the half hours, everything was packed and good to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;That day was a very tiring day. But then, finally everything was in order... ahhahas... It is all thanks to this 4 people!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0ISBh_yj8I/AAAAAAAAALo/-dtXH0HJ1WY/s1600-h/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0ISBh_yj8I/AAAAAAAAALo/-dtXH0HJ1WY/s400/IMG_0311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422916718822592450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;Crap lah, i am super fat. Look at the spare tyre. Hate it! ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Without wax,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-2451501087337141399?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2451501087337141399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/batu-pahat-to-kuala-lumpur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2451501087337141399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2451501087337141399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/batu-pahat-to-kuala-lumpur.html' title='Batu Pahat to Kuala Lumpur'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/S0INb6dDVRI/AAAAAAAAALA/ulqLXZ8j8nA/s72-c/IMG_0272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-3284502163918472007</id><published>2010-01-03T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T08:50:15.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL life~~~</title><content type='html'>KL life, one word - hectic. LOL, everywhere i go, must rush de. Shopping time, must rush, if not go back home very late, beratur oso rush so that wont queue up long and heck, even eat must oso rush coz need time to shop. LOL hahahhaas... but overall, it's kinda fun. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, super zadao. Saturday, i decided it would be a day whereby i will study my Undang for the whole day, then Sunday take the exam. In the morning, i jiu study and do some questions. then i called my driving instructor, to tell him i am wanna taking the test on Sunday. mana tau he told me :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh! no undang test this week. system offline."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That freaking sentence almost made me fall down. URGH! wasted my time studying it!. grrr... suan liaw lo, what to do? Then i followed sis and mom go out. Bought some necessary things for the house and met with Christina. The person that plans our built in drawers and stuffs. o_o i was so bored during their discussion (mom and sis with christina), i unknowingly drank one bottle of ribena and 5 cups of water o_O during 1 and the half hour. Lol... during that period, i went to the toilet like 5 times. o_o hahahhaha... Later on, we went to eat Indian Curry rice at Restaurant Nirwana Maju. Man, i tell u. their curry rice is authentic Indian de. Super duper deeeelicious! one big serving of rice, veggies and curry, all for RM5. o_o i can't finish my rice. So, u can imagine how big the portion is! hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went to Mid Valley. As Year End Sale left 2 days, mom asked me to buy new clothes lo... I bought pants nia as i have lotsa clothes d. It's like, i got 3 stacks of clothes, and half a stack of pants nia -.- I bought 2 pants for RM 99 at PDI. It's kinda reasonable coz it's nice and comfy and the material is good. Oh by the way, it's 3 quarter pants. XD then went to Jusco to buy some more. Got sale plus mom got Jusco vouchers which is going to expire soon. Woah man, super many ppl and super lotsa discounts! hahahas... bought another shorts for RM 50 and     Rm 35 for a pair of slacks (those u wear for formal functions that kind, noe?)                             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah! a funny story happened to me. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took my shorts to have a try at the fitting room ma. then there was a fitting room nearby. It's not actually a room, it's like an open space. Just a curtain as the door with a large mirror in it. I jiu go that one lo. I tot nobody inside, and i din even tot of looking down to c if there were any shoes or legs. I buka the  curtain and... OOOPS! a guy was changing his pants. XD... ahhahaha.... i smiled sheepishly then terus close back the curtains. HAHHAHAHA... luckily that guy is a sporting person. When  he got out of the fitting room, he smiled at me. And, one thing, he is freaking handsome! shoots, if i were a gal, he would be my target XD... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, well nothing much. dota, chat and facebook the whole day -.- boring sial! ahahahhas... k la, next post - shifting to KL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-3284502163918472007?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3284502163918472007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/kl-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3284502163918472007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3284502163918472007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/kl-life.html' title='KL life~~~'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8338572223722537882</id><published>2010-01-01T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T09:25:09.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year</title><content type='html'>Finally, it's 2010. Time flies, ya know? I mean, i feel like it was just yesterday when i am in Form 4. In fact, i can still remember the time i was in Form 4. Lol, with just a blink of an eye, 2 years passed. And now, i am proud to say that, whenever i look back to my past, i am glad i never did anything which i ever regretted. in fact, i was happy all the time, that's what i am glad of also! hahahhaha... 2010, i am no longer a school kid, i am a college student! imagine that, i am all grown up (except for my childisness which i am keeping it to my grave ^^). If only, he was here to c this, it would be all perfect (: But am sure he still can c me. aikz &gt;&lt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I celebrated the new year in mid valley cinema. Watched Avatar 3D with CCB, chet voon and da jie. Man, it's was a darn good movie. Not only the storyline is unique, but the whole movie is just beautiful. especially in 3D, u'll feel as if ur in the movie. The ticket was RM18, at first tot it was expensive, but after watching it, it was worth the money. hahahaha... In fact, we were too engrossed in the movie until forgot to shout Happy New Year at 12 am... around 12.03, i turned to them and said, Happy New Year and then continued watching. Hahhahahaha.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, i got my wireless router and my long awaited 500GB external Hard disk.. woohoo!!! a pity i dunno how to configure my router, tomorrow ask CCB's help. XD... as for my external hard disk, i am sharing with my da jie. hahahas.... Am going to Ming Tat's house and save lotsa shows. Fringe, Lie To Me, Mentalist, Prison Break and other shows. yeahh.... hahhahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, moving to the last part of this post. New Year's resolution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Slim down and tone up muscles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Secret =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Stay happy and try laughing more than last  year. (:               (this is going well)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Complete all assignments given b4 deadline. (need help on this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Watch all the movies i missed. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's so far ba.. If i have more, i'll post it up XD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY 2010!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8338572223722537882?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8338572223722537882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8338572223722537882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8338572223722537882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='A new year'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8944072961985459496</id><published>2009-12-29T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T03:42:40.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new chapter of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SPM ended a couple of weeks back and that signified an end of a chapter of my life. The chapter where i spent around 10 years in school. Primary and secondary. Although my life in primary is a little bit vague to me, but i am damn sure i've had a hellavu good time. (: Secondary school, most of the memories are still fresh in my mind. To me, Form 2 and Form 5 are the best years in my life. Form 2, well it's kinda secret (: hahaha... Form 5, ahh... Best of the best. It's because it is the last year in High School Batu Pahat plus i made new awesome frens! Year 2009's classmates are the best of the best. That does not mean my previous classmates sux, they rock too. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After SPM, i tot i could relax, you know, take a break. But then, few days later, i've shifted to kl. but i'll blog about the whole shifting process later on, as all the pictures are with Mr.Ding! hahahahas... he went out with watch Avatar with my er jie tonight -.- i am gonna watch it tomorrow night 11.45. in 3D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! mwahahhaha... ok.. side-tracking. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i wanna say is that shifting to KL is a very very big thing for me. It means i will be leaving my hometown. even though the town is not like awesome like KL, but still i love it. Maybe coz i've stayed there for 16 years? hahaha... nevertheless, i love it a lot. Another sad thing is that, my house back in BP will be sold to others (btw, really sold already). lol.. sigh, the house that i lived in for 17 years is going to be someone else's home. It is not only a house to shelter me from rain and to give me a place to slp. It is a house filled with memories which i will treasure for the rest of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, shifiting to KL is not at all a bad thing. hahahha.. it marks a new chapter of my life (: life that's gonne be full of challenges and also fun! i really can't wait to enter college lo. Many ppl said it's many, many times more awesome than secondary life. hahahah.... excited! 13th of January 2010 then start classes! syok! ehhehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually, i dun really noe what to blog.. so i just randomly blog. but then, my next post will definitely be the shifting process from BP to Kl. From packing things in BP to unpacking in KL. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta go eat mee hoon kuey now. bye~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2682338658660017289-8944072961985459496?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8944072961985459496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-chapter-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8944072961985459496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8944072961985459496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-chapter-of-my-life.html' title='A new chapter of my life'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4105117210191342975</id><published>2009-12-16T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T06:01:23.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL~~~</title><content type='html'>OK! it's been a really long time since  i last blogged. many things happened during KL that time. main thing was, i registered for SAM at Taylors d (gaga, oo lala~~) HAHAHHA... i brought Angel together oso, coz ingat ada offer, mana tau it's not available for Pre-U. But nvm lah coz later we were going out oso. XD... that's later. During registration, i have to take pic. one of the person in charged helped me took it.  It was freaking embarassing -.- i had to took 3 times. Below is what happened :&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(after first shot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me  : err.. how is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She : Erm... do u wanna take a look at it? how about another take?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me  : Oh, okay. no probs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(after 2nd shot) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She : do u wanna take a look at it? i think u shud...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me  : (after taking a look), i think we shud take another, can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She : ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(after 3rd shot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She : It's still the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me  : oh whatever, it's ok. we'll settle lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, it means, i dun look gud. ahhahaha... T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, me and Angel went to Sunway Pyramid. We had Ice Monster while waiting for Lood and her bf. we had passion fruit flavour. It was quite big, so we shared it. -.- but she practically ate the whole thing. Hahaha.. while eating we chatted lo, catch up with each other's life... We wanted to watch The Princess and The Frog de, but no place left. Then i casually suggested Storm Warriors II. She opened her eyes in surprised and agreed. Lol... she tot i dun watch those kind of shows de... so bought 4 tickets. Storm Warriors II was freaking disappointing, it's like watching ppl play video game -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, i went back to celebrate my aunt's birthday. Angel and Lood went to Kim Gary's to makan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday (the next day), i went to hongie's house~~~ hahaha... oh gosh, how i miss him lah.. we played and chatted together ^^ such fun! ahhahhaas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not much lah... Monday went to BP coz had to go to Genting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4105117210191342975?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4105117210191342975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/kl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4105117210191342975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4105117210191342975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/kl.html' title='KL~~~'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-3926960239926149842</id><published>2009-12-10T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:52:43.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wifi@MCD!</title><content type='html'>hahahha... am in MCD now... somewhere near taylors... hehehe... damm nice, using Wifi with my lappie.. if i guess correctly, i think this is my debut blog post using Wifi at MCD (: ahhahahas... well.. after this am going to Taylors to register. hahahas.. i wan SAM! It's short, more cousework, cheaper and more fun (: I just found out that Edward is going there too!!! hehehe... syok man, i tell u if he studies SAM oso. (: this is fate lo... i super the like it... Today dickson oso coming to KL, but dunno whether got register or not.. think he is still unsure of what he wanna do gua? hahahhas...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm... Yst went out whole day at Ikea... Ate there de Swiss meatball. it's super delicious, i'll upload the pictures later on coz camera's with sister ma... she having a small gathering with her frens, right next to me. LOL.. at Ikea, wth, bought many things. totaling up to an amount of RM533 &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah! super lucky, i got a fren entered Ford Models till top 20 lehr... hahahas.. n some more this fren hor, got contact de, not just noe each other nia. syok ahh.. and she going to Sunway to study... wee wu wee... i wan help her advertise at Sunway. "Presenting one of the top 20 Ford Models, *drums rolllll*, Elena Lim!" ahahas.. i think she'll slaughter me if i did that -.- hahhahas... anywayz, hope can meet up with her (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, SAM or A lvls. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S WTF! Danzo's right arm full of sharingans!??? Quite chio but it kinda makes sharingan become cheap d, like easily available -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-3926960239926149842?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3926960239926149842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/wifimcd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3926960239926149842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3926960239926149842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/wifimcd.html' title='Wifi@MCD!'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2358971685983480684</id><published>2009-12-09T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:32:29.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuala Lumpur~</title><content type='html'>Am in KL now ("... reached this morning at about 10.30... and believe it or not, i did not even sleep a wink at night. not even 10 mins leh... packed my stuffs into bags lo. cleared my drawers d stuffs, all those that have no value in price but priceless in terms of significance and memories, get me? &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna say sumthing about SPM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you all noe, the last paper was Chemistry paper 3 ma... and it was soooo freaking easy, most ppl finished doing it at around 2.45 (the paper starts at 2 pm and ends at 3.30pm.) and by 3 o'clock, 11 ppl out of 25 ppl in my class, already gone out of the exam room. My mom told me time and time again never ever leave the exam room b4 time ends, so i stayed on. checking, and re-checking, and re-re-checking again and again and again... hahahha.... then hor, last 10 mins. i kept fidgeting around my seat, looking around, smiling and giggling at ppl. hahahhaas... finally 5 mins past. at that moment, agony has a new meaning for me. Which is the last 5 mins b4 SPM ends. i kept staring at the clock you know... i really feel like 1 hour has passed, but it's only 1 minute. The examiner saw me very anxious, she kept telling me "sabar dik, sabar" lol... i terus reply, "tak boleh lah... sangat excited!" LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment announcement saying the paper ends and the examiner collected my paper, i JUMPED up from my seat and shouted. SHOUTS OF JOY! LOL.. i've forgotten Mr.Ng's warning b4hand which is that students behaving like mad ppl (like i just did) will be punished. but at that time, i was sooo excited, i was like, BAH, to hell with it! Even Mr.Sarjit was there, he din do anything when we shouted, just said hi and smiled. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon reaching home, i faster get ready to go out liaw.. Going for sports with frens, then later go out again to watch movie. i saw kok yang's new car, Nissan Latio (: it was a superr duperr nice car lah! damm jealous. but a bit waste to let Kok yang drive. Dammit... he really pissed me off yst night. He has been living in Batu Pahat for sooo many years, yet he is just like an American just reached Africa. Apa pun tak tau... Here is the conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(me and chee seng talking on the phone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS : Eh... go to Samurai restaurant. It's at opposite Supreme there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: The corner shop? okok... coming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Eh, kok yang, go Supreme now, they eating at the vegetarian restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KY: What's supreme?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: wtf, dun sohai lah... the big corner building lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KY: i dunno where and what is it... show me the way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: ****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later, the shop din open, so CS asked me and KY to go to Ke Le coffeshop which is the corner shop, same row with Old Town White Coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: ehh, change place leh, go Ke Le... Old Town there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KY: i dunno how to go. show me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: ****, ok u go to tai zi swimming pool there. in front of yong tau foo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(since tai zi and tai ji almost same pronounciation...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KY: OH! near summit that tai ji there ah? huh? there got Old Town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Fcuk u J****, where u come from de??? apa pun tak tau...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KY: sorry lah, i really dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By sheer miracle and luck, we managed to reached the place on time -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gtg now, going out to eat and go ku jie's place. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-2358971685983480684?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2358971685983480684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/kuala-lumpur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2358971685983480684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2358971685983480684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/kuala-lumpur.html' title='Kuala Lumpur~'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-7174360857822183521</id><published>2009-12-08T09:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:21:24.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM</title><content type='html'>Ok. kinda got this idea from Freak's blog. lol... here goes, rough idea of SPM (:&lt;div&gt;9 subjects in total.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BM :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sudah lama, tak beberapa ingat lagi, tapi i tau peribahasa saya, memang akan "die die liaw". XD...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BI :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was an OK paper. just a teeny-weensy worried of a few questions O_O, hope the examiner understands what i am writing. lol... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paper 1 was kinda easy though, Paper 2 was erm, not bad but some &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;questions were like what da hell???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add Maths:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paper 1, came out big smile on the face. Paper 2, came out big frown on the face. -.- super imba. one was like crappy easy, the other was like crazy hard o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sejarah :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;paper 1 : 5 wrong o_o not bad though... Paper 2, HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAH, (booms)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.Moral :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wrote Kasih Sayang terhadap alam sekitar instead of menyayangi dan menghargai alam sekitar. other than that, it's OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biology :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paper 1, not bad lah... Paper 2, managed to do all that is needed... hahahas.. Paper 3 was like quite ez i supposed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunno whether is i got prepare well of it's kinda easier than other papers &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;paper 1 was, quite hard (for me), paper 2, blardy section C, question 9, i spent 20 whole minutes to think of the answer. -.- Paper 3, the experiment was so easy, that we all had doubts on our answers -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This practically sums up my experience. But then, it's over, what can i do? hahahhas... as for now, enjoy (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-7174360857822183521?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7174360857822183521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/spm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7174360857822183521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7174360857822183521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/spm.html' title='SPM'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4829842292597253084</id><published>2009-12-08T09:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:09:54.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-SPM blog post</title><content type='html'>OK. Before i carry on with my craps. First things first.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;YIPPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HALLLEELUUJAAAHHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HIP HIP HURRAY!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SPM IS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OVER, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i repeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O-V-E-R!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;calm down, calm down... (heaves a sigh [of relief that is] and maintains composure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*ehem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ok, now as u all know, SPM is indeed over (for me and a few others that is). hahahaha... it's a nice feeling. VERY nice... it's exciting too. and dun forget, a big relief for me. AND AND, very very gratifying. ahh, u get my point... hahahahhas... overall my SPM was ok ok for me... not very good (joshua that kind of good) and not very bad (din study at all that kind of bad). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;actually, this post is just for introduction (: more coming up. hehehhe... hope u all dun get bored with it. XD... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Without wax,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4829842292597253084?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4829842292597253084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-spm-blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4829842292597253084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4829842292597253084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-spm-blog-post.html' title='Post-SPM blog post'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-9030368057081234382</id><published>2009-12-04T08:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:45:43.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am i doing here?</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHHAHA.... Indeed! what am i doing here when i'm supposed to be at the study table poring over my Chemistry boook! ACK! Chem! my weakest subject! Yet i am still here online-ing. omg..omg..omgg! and it's on Tuesday!! i have freaking 3 days to study! Am i having a panic attack?? OMG OMG OMG &gt;&lt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wOkay... the above panic scenario thingie is what i am supposed to be having right now... however, instead -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"chem? ahhh... still got 3 days study. scare what? 3 X 24 hours = 72 hours to study leh!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When left 1 day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no worries lah, left 24 hours... long time. 24 X 60 X 60 = 86400 seconds! u c! enuf time lah!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what they call procrastination... and of ALL the things in the world, i am particularly a master at it. crapp... hahahaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that happened b4 and during and ABOUT SPM, i shall blog after SPM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, i just brief thru highlights of my life. hehe... i am gonna move to KL soon. Soon as in around 20th dec? i guess... It's a rather mixed feeling.. &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah... and on the 15th and 16th, going on a genting trip with frens!!! yeeeeee-hawww~!!! hahaha... syok ah.. imagine, going to play with frens, without having to worry for exams. yesh! that feeling is indescribable. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywayz, enough blabbing here... gotta off. Tired. Blardy renovation work keep waking me up at  9 am. nightss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-9030368057081234382?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/9030368057081234382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-am-i-doing-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/9030368057081234382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/9030368057081234382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-am-i-doing-here.html' title='What am i doing here?'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4004081087942637296</id><published>2009-10-18T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:28:02.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear.Pain.Unfairness.Death.</title><content type='html'>This is gonna be hellavu emo post. If your in a cheerful mood, dun read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest fear? DOLLS! since small, i've been afraid of dolls. and now, it's not gonna change. Now, i downloading Dead Silence, a movie (ironically) about killer dolls. Well, that aside. Today is a super sad day. Mr.Ng's wife passed away yesterday afternoon due to cancer. When i heard this news from Chee Seng, i was shocked. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" color="#000000" size="4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" size="16px" style=" font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last time snatch thieves just snatch and the run away. NOW? they attack you. i seriously dun understand why are they so cold-blooded to kill people without even thinking twice? have they no conscience? have they no thoughts about the consequences of their merciless act? Have they no thought of the poor family of their victim? I guess not. And to make things worst, the culprit who committed the crime, as far as i noe, is still at large. Sigh... why hasn't he been caught??? Why mostly good ppl die? UNFAIR! URGH!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Death is inevitable for all of us. it's just a matter of time and how. For me, i don't think i fear death? i think i fear the pain. for me, i wish i will die of old age in my slp. so i need not suffer any pain. i dun think i am a coward for wanting that though.... Besides that, i wanna accomplish what i wanna do before i do, so i'll leave this world with no regrets. As life is full of unexpected things and death can come in my way anytime, anywhere and anyhow, i shall live each day like there's no tomorrow. Be happy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4004081087942637296?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4004081087942637296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/10/fearpainunfairnessdeath_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4004081087942637296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4004081087942637296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/10/fearpainunfairnessdeath_18.html' title='Fear.Pain.Unfairness.Death.'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4436632021589096579</id><published>2009-10-12T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:41:39.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice essay (lame oso)</title><content type='html'>Title     : If I Were Given Three Wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Today, my teacher, Miss XXX commanded e to write an essay entitled "If I Were Given Three Wishes". Yes, if my readers are wondering why i stressed on the word MISS, i would just like to remind my dear readers that my 'dear' teacher is single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       For my first wish, I would wish to see my teacher get married. Just the other day, I remembered her saying that we must learn to accept changes or to accept someone. I guess, the teacher is like a pot calling the kettle black. Of course, with her getting married, she will understand that males are in fact, smarter and cleverer than women. Don't get me wrong and start calling me a sexist. By the way, i am a male. For my readers' information, my teacher is always stressing out that females can live without males. Let me point it out to her that everything exists for a reason. So are the different sexes. Males are often regarded as the breadwinner of the family while females tend to the family. Before i stop writing as the bell s ringing, let me stress it out that when i said males are better than females I was only joking and trying to taunt her. I was about to stop writing but my teacher is still in the class. I had to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Before I wish my second wish, I want to let my readers know that i am a lazy, clumsy and obnoxious student. If there is something which I can finish faster by any men, I would. Because of that, my second wish is to skip right next to my third wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       My last wish is to wish that i can wish a wish which no one wished to see my wish wished. Immature or childish you may say, i can definitely give an excuse for this last wish. As you can see, I was given an hour to finish this essay. However, I "accidentally" wasted half an hour. Because of that, I was forced to hand in my essay right now as my teacher is patrolling the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's note : When are you going to grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - Names and subject are not revealed to protect the identities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is written by my fren. Hahahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4436632021589096579?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4436632021589096579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/10/nice-essay-lame-oso.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4436632021589096579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4436632021589096579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/10/nice-essay-lame-oso.html' title='A nice essay (lame oso)'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-6319201184341309751</id><published>2009-10-09T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T07:59:40.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>谁来了?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4izmBx7xruY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4izmBx7xruY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-6319201184341309751?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6319201184341309751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6319201184341309751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6319201184341309751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='谁来了?'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-297593667384904553</id><published>2009-10-09T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T07:51:30.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-Untitled-</title><content type='html'>heya! Firstly, i shall proudly announce that i am currently using my new laptop! yee-haw!!! i decided to use it yesterday. i straight installed all the programs i usually use. Mozilla, Google Chrome, MSN, Realplayer, Converter and the rest... wah, it's a wonder my lappie din hang! hahahhaas.... now the trouble is to get use to its keyboard. it's different from what i usually use. but then, gimme a few more days i jiu can d. hehehe... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i played tennis with Chee Seng. He booked from 5 - 7pm. We played till 6pm. One irritating thing is that. Those Gov ppl, ingat sendiri so high and mighty. Zzz... they have more than 8 players. Then one of them, came over and demanded our receipt. He asked whether we booked or not, he tot we illegally play. When we showed him the receipt, he only managed to nod and walk away. Me and CS laughed at his stupidity. XD... he really really siao lan. so me and CS continued playing while in our minds laughing at those stuck up guys sitting there on the bench with their tummy jutting out. They can only c their frens play as dun have enough court. later on, one guy "jogged" around the court. when he reached us, he stopped and kindly ask us to let them have the court from 6-7 and he'll refund us. Cs agreed to let them have the court but no need refund. Coz, we were quite tired. Last time, i run and hit the ball around the court for 2 hours plus only i exhausted, now leh, 45 mins i already panting for my life. HAHAHHAA... i really need to exercise more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we go Witchery Idol to yam cha. while chit-chatting, i saw my long-lost fren. ahhahahas.... when me and CS was going to finish our drinks, suddenly a waitress came up with a large plate of french fries. Of coz we say, it's not ours. Then the waitress said, it's my fren that ordered for us. hahahhas... Therefore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MILLION THANKS TO YOU!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;not much events larh, actually... This Sunday most probably got go climb mountain. And, there's a 99% chance got sequel to a Cho-rifying video. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Without wax,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-297593667384904553?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/297593667384904553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/10/untitled.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/297593667384904553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/297593667384904553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/10/untitled.html' title='-Untitled-'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-7994315176736169479</id><published>2009-10-06T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T07:03:22.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life when Form 3 are taking PMR</title><content type='html'>A million thanks to PMR students for chasing us out from our own class and shift to your class. -.- today din really study not because we din pay attention is because the teachers have nothing else to teach! they gave us revision papers and discuss the answers. Today during Maths i think, something happened which made me laughed. It was a short conversation between me and Dickson and Des. (i translated it to English coz i suck in han yu pin yin) XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dickson : eh, A-cho, see my hair, got any different or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me         : Ur hair? no arh, same arh i think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dickson : See again, really no difference?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me         : no la, longer? got styling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(then Des came along and said this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Des        : Got. ( pointed to a spot ) You got one bald spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dickson terus a zadao face and start to use his hair to cover up the spot. I terus laughed out loud. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then during Moral. We were supposed to copy and finish up 3 hours worth of work in 1 hour and 10 mins time. crazy.. We were doing it obediently when suddenly ( i've forgotten what started it) me, Cs and Meng Ee began to start something silly. We started saying out loud the BM translation for shows. The list is below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Batman                       - Keluang Man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast and Furious       - Pantas dan Ganas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Dark Knight       - Pahlawan Hitam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pirates of the Carribean - Lanun-lanun Selat Melaka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tokyo Drift                - Evolusi Kl Drift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost                             - Sesat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prison Break              - Pecah dari Penjara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Superman                   - Orang Super&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men In Black             - Orang Dalam Hitam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Powerpuff Girls - Karipap "gals" (courtesy of Des) ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've forgotten the rest. but it's funny. LATER, another hilarious thing happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eugene : Eh, li jia chu zhou zhai BM shi she mo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me        : Lari dari rumah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Des       : Ni yao xie jalan dari rumah ye shi ke yi de.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EVeryone laughed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, it's a laughing day. hahahhas.... i gotta go watch Bleach : Fade To Black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-7994315176736169479?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7994315176736169479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-when-form-3-are-taking-pmr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7994315176736169479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7994315176736169479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-when-form-3-are-taking-pmr.html' title='Life when Form 3 are taking PMR'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-845997999258662076</id><published>2009-10-04T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:05:11.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old man is having fun</title><content type='html'>Urgh, i was bored so i looked through my browsing history when i suddenly realised - i have a blog -.- crap! i have forgotten all about it for one whole week! well, you couldn't blame me for that actually, coz this one whole week is sadly uneventful T.T except for taking back the results for Trials of coz. hahahhas.... Speaking of that, i got 8 mixed As and 1 B. This blardy B is sejarah. and, it's kinda funny at how my teacher, Pn.Asmah told me about my sej results. One day, i met her in first class, and she called me over. Below is the conversation that took place the other day :&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pn. Asmah : Choo (she pronounce my name that way), kali ini exam awak tak baik eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me              : EH! Mana ada cikgu! kali ini sudah &lt;i&gt;improve &lt;/i&gt;banyak berbanding dgan mid-year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pn. Asmah : Yakah? macam mana dengan results kamu yang lain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;    : (beaming with pride) oh! semua A cikgu, tapi mixed. Skrang hanyer tinggal Sej saja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pn. Asmah : Eh, eh! Lain semua dapat A, Sejarah saya u dapat B. Apalah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;    : (disappointed voice) B? Betulkah? Aih... saya tak expect la... ingat dapat A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday morning went badminton with my frens. around 12 of us. Shoots, very long din exercise, my stamina reduced drastically -.- After the badminton, i went out just exhausted. only that. LAter on i went out with sis and her bf to watch Tsunami at Hauendae. It's a very very very nice movie. Recommended. Romantic and touching and funny. At quite scary too. The power of Mother Nature. w00ts! after watching i went to Mooncake Festival at church. Ajak Kok Yang and Chee Seng along. CS fetched me there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the celebration was ok. But spend most of the time chit-chatting with CJ, CS and KY. after the even over, while waiting for pei roo to accompany his gf, me, cj and ky took turns to drive. LOL.. it was hilarious as me and cj not yet learn driving b4. It's fun actually, but tough at first. the 2nd try was easier. hahahahhas... Cs super worried of his car, his hands never left the handbrake when we drove. XD then we went to MCD for supper and played cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As u can c, nothing much going on. SIgh.... Tomorrow hope exciting things will happen. AND!!! Tomorrow, i wan pia SPM d. I hate it &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without wax,&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-845997999258662076?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/845997999258662076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/10/old-man-is-having-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/845997999258662076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/845997999258662076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/10/old-man-is-having-fun.html' title='Old man is having fun'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-7523523714350213347</id><published>2009-09-28T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T06:01:46.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~School~</title><content type='html'>DENG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why you ask? Because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOLIDAYS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;SCHOOL     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;is    &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;INs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ugh, i hate it man. Going to school after one week of holidays is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HARD WORK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First task&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting up early.&lt;br /&gt;This morning mom hit my legs to wake me up. apparently i did not budge even when she called me to get up. I woke up with feeling shocked, i tot got some problem that's y mom woke me up so early. I went "what? what? what izzit???". LOL.... mom then told me "what what la! go to school!" at that instance, i felt like many piles of rocks began tumbling down on me &gt;&lt; aaahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next hard thing is. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T-R-I-A-L RESULTS! BLARDY RESULTS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i went to school, feeling all jittery -,- however, at the end of they day. i felt relieved! hahahahhas... the results were above my expectations and personally, it's good and a vast improvement compared to mid-year. XD XD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, let's rewind back time to last Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;why? hahahhas... because i nak ceritakan tentang cute cute baby kean ming ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started like this. my mom and me brought my aunt and cousins out for lunch. We ate at a shitty cafe nearby Puchong. That's not the main story. the story was after the meal. Baby Kean wanna go toilet. so i brought him to the toilet. I wash my hands while he get ready to do his business. The funny thing is this, he took of his pants ard then hold his "ehem" then ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby: Eh? (pulls up pants and walked towards me. He smiled sheepishly and said," Jia Jun kor kor, wo yao da bian bu shi xiao pian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing him, i roared with laughter. How could he forgot he wanted to shit but instead went to pee. I really really really laughed out loud! Super duper funny! I told everyone, and they laughed too.. Ahh... baby baby kean, so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&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/2682338658660017289-7523523714350213347?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7523523714350213347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/school_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7523523714350213347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7523523714350213347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/school_28.html' title='~School~'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4536690686669429590</id><published>2009-09-26T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T06:36:01.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOME SWEET HOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i am back in Batu Pahat, hahahha.. reached yesterday afternoon. Then i mopped the living hall. hahahha.... i so good boy. XD XD.... then later around 6 pm my er jie and her boyfriend came. syok! then we went to eat yong tau foo. ordered Ha Peng and fried rice. hehehe... deelicous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i went to climb Minyak Beku d hill. Wah, sibe susah lo. super steep lerh... backache arhs! the road keeps getting steeper and steeper, dun forget to mention macam neverending d.&lt;br /&gt;And me always be an optimistic guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting of the climb&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wo jue de shi around 1.8km ba liaw. Hen kuai de but hen steep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;800meter&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yao dao liaw. faster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.9km&lt;br /&gt;Me: eh? remember wrongly, i think going to reach soon. further more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.2km&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yao dao liaw, yao dao liaw, hen kuai de.&lt;br /&gt;Sis: You said that just now and it's more than 1.8km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching the end&lt;br /&gt;Me: going to reach soon, after this steep road.&lt;br /&gt;(this time i was correct)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL... the whole climb is not really tiring, is ur legs and back ache arh! my legs turned jelly. hahahhas.... But in the end managed to reach the top. happy!!! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later in the afternoon, er jie with her bf and me go Square One watch "Where got Ghost".&lt;br /&gt;OMG, the show, hilarious!!! It's a must watch show lo. it's 3 different stories all in one movie. It's a hor-medy genre (Combine Horror with Comedy and u'll get ... voila!... Hor-medy!) hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I really got kena scared and laugh a lot. -.- i jumped a few times without failing to kick the chair in front of me. deng... hahhahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz, wanna da gei with my er jie bf. (it's playing game, not the aeroplane thingie  -.-)&lt;br /&gt;Nights, ciaoz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S SPM-ers, enjoy the last few moments of your holidays before SPM. GAMBATEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2682338658660017289-4536690686669429590?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4536690686669429590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4536690686669429590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4536690686669429590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-life.html' title='My life'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-5960857882739226803</id><published>2009-09-18T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T07:51:07.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~T-O-D-A-Y~</title><content type='html'>This morning woke up at 9.30. i could have slept until 10.30 if not for the blardy MPBP ppl go cut grass!!! wtf! i got woken up by the "wrrrrr" sound. SIEN!!! hahahaas.... after waking up i terus pack my bag coz was going to kl soon (now reach ard). i pack for around 10 mins nia, gao tim. ahhahhas... fast lerh... after that jiu on computer and online.... i jiu on facebook. Thru FB i chat with Fiona, after a while she offline. Then msn pulak she on and say hi to me. then i replied, y FB say hi then msn say hi again. she jiu say she din on FB pun. And she seems serious. i terus go "gagaga". then i was toking to who??? hahhaas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on play the isketch with Fiona. We were bored. The first round, i think she got pekcek a little. coz my drawing sucks. my watermelon can become cabbage. LOL.... hahahhas... i win first round and lost the 2nd. later i have to go kl lo... Then b4 going rain heavily ler, jiu decided to eat early lunch which was at around 11 am. ate Wira Court there d chicken rice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aikz.... I just realised, the shoutmix at the blogpost there cannot write vulgar words. Jvlyn wrote the name "Dickson" then it came out as "****son". hahahhahas... i jiu din believe, i tested, i wrote "dick" true enough, it came out "dick". i saved it on the shoutmix, go c it. hahahhas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la, nothing else to write.... tata~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-5960857882739226803?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5960857882739226803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/t-o-d-y.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5960857882739226803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5960857882739226803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/t-o-d-y.html' title='~T-O-D-A-Y~'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2098458198251375227</id><published>2009-09-18T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T04:21:49.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhh happy day!</title><content type='html'>hahahha... am in Kl now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Puchong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be exact. to be more exact at Kean Ming's house!!!! hahaha... he is sitting on my lap, eating chocolate with his mouth and hands black with chocolates. hahaha... cute boy (: reached at KL around 3 pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! happy day coz got a new laptop (: Hehhehe.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;HP Compaq CQ61&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. w00ts! my da jie said it is a new model lerh.... My aunt from UK ben lai come here with her hubby. but her hubby last minute cannot come, so she used the air ticket money and buy a laptop for my grandpa. She blur blur, forgot my grandpa dunno use laptop. Dahlah handphone tak tau, nak comp lagi. hahahaha.... then my aunt jiu give me. I was shocked at first, i tot she purposely play a trick on me. mana tau, is real. what can i do but say yes and thank you lots lots!!! hahahhas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrNr9IvoR9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/fRVOBERl_uY/s1600-h/CQ61-101TX+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrNr9IvoR9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/fRVOBERl_uY/s320/CQ61-101TX+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382764677701322706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrNs7Qi5jTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/zsLbGElJf9w/s1600-h/001179509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrNs7Qi5jTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/zsLbGElJf9w/s320/001179509.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382765744947301682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sooo cool... gagaga....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the baby is cowering on my lap. Thunder and lightning. so cute!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-2098458198251375227?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2098458198251375227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohhh-happy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2098458198251375227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2098458198251375227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohhh-happy-day.html' title='Ohhh happy day!'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrNr9IvoR9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/fRVOBERl_uY/s72-c/CQ61-101TX+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-7032875824686923116</id><published>2009-09-17T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:30:00.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ steamboat at Zi Ji Lai</title><content type='html'>I went out with my frens to Zi Ji Lai for dinner. I organised d. hehehe... wanted an outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frens : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Meng Ee, Ming Tat, Chee Seng, Lao Ye, Yu Qing, Chern Jin, Chien Sin, Des, Dickson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very nice! we ate and ate and ate. i forgot to take pic during eating. But in the end, i managed to snap a few. hahahas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJvXPi8GEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/21MZWawBkvQ/s1600-h/Image008.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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJvXPi8GEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/21MZWawBkvQ/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382486949761914946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        This is BBQ egg. Smart eh? ahhahahas... delicious too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJvphH2DSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/T6ybzJ9siWw/s1600-h/Image087.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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJvphH2DSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/T6ybzJ9siWw/s320/Image087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382487263717756194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chee Seng's smart idea. Cute right the egg yolk. LOL!&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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJwOxHvNgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DQOr-dZB0HA/s1600-h/Image135.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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJwOxHvNgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DQOr-dZB0HA/s320/Image135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382487903667435010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BBQ sotong. Their Standing!hahahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJw7bgQubI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-VkAD-pGsTc/s1600-h/Image076.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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJw7bgQubI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-VkAD-pGsTc/s320/Image076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382488670958827954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meng Ee so happie coz i taking his pic! hahahhas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJxew9cGzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IK82UW2tFB4/s1600-h/Image037.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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJxew9cGzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IK82UW2tFB4/s320/Image037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382489278013774642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too engrossed in bbq-ing till din notice i taking his pic. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;DICKSON&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;had a fun time! thx guys for the memorable moment. hehehhe.... In future will hardly got chance to get to gather like this. hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after they eat, they go mcd. but me and Yu Qing go back first. coz cannot go out till so late. K la, wan go slp d. nightss guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2682338658660017289-7032875824686923116?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7032875824686923116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/bbq-steamboat-at-zi-ji-lai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7032875824686923116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7032875824686923116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/bbq-steamboat-at-zi-ji-lai.html' title='BBQ steamboat at Zi Ji Lai'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJvXPi8GEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/21MZWawBkvQ/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8939286584432261383</id><published>2009-09-17T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:13:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of the past</title><content type='html'>I was going through the folders in the laptop, and i found some very nice and interesting pictures. hahahas... here goes (:&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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJqLHp7Y_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/5czSZz2T7eM/s1600-h/IMGP1463.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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJqLHp7Y_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/5czSZz2T7eM/s320/IMGP1463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382481243927176178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;           I am not singing although i look like it. hahahaha.... only God noes what i'm doing -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJqhEJLjbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/181K8gK09nk/s1600-h/IMGP1466a.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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJqhEJLjbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/181K8gK09nk/s320/IMGP1466a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382481620941639090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                    A happy family! too bad er jie no there that time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJrx2gnicI/AAAAAAAAAI4/g6k4rhm-uUc/s1600-h/IMGP1479.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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJrx2gnicI/AAAAAAAAAI4/g6k4rhm-uUc/s320/IMGP1479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382483008851249602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            LOL!!! both acting serious in thinking! i cannot help but am chio. XD&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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJs7QpJkbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hzImVMjjo0c/s1600-h/IMGP1598.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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJs7QpJkbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hzImVMjjo0c/s320/IMGP1598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382484269996806578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From left :Mom(looking tired), Kean Ming (cutest baby) and me (stomach bulging).&lt;br /&gt;And... he's grabbing my pants coz afraid might fall off. LOL! cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJuBYMdaeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ayjtu2y2fno/s1600-h/IMGP1554.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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJuBYMdaeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ayjtu2y2fno/s320/IMGP1554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382485474614798818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the worst bowling pattern in the world :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&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/2682338658660017289-8939286584432261383?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8939286584432261383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures-of-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8939286584432261383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8939286584432261383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures-of-past.html' title='Pictures of the past'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SrJqLHp7Y_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/5czSZz2T7eM/s72-c/IMGP1463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8023579988411121391</id><published>2009-09-16T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:45:40.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it be by The Beatles (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let It Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i find myself in times of trouble&lt;br /&gt;Mother mary comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in my hour of darkness&lt;br /&gt;She is standing right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the broken hearted people&lt;br /&gt;Living in the world agree,&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For though they may be parted there is&lt;br /&gt;Still a chance that they will see&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be. yeah&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the night is cloudy,&lt;br /&gt;There is still a light that shines on me,&lt;br /&gt;Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to the sound of music&lt;br /&gt;Mother mary comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be,&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8023579988411121391?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8023579988411121391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-it-be-by-beatles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8023579988411121391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8023579988411121391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-it-be-by-beatles.html' title='Let it be by The Beatles (:'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-5065109793084190150</id><published>2009-09-16T08:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:06:44.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Song, SONGS~</title><content type='html'>First is "song"! coz, TRIALS OVER!!!! YAHOO!!!! This means that holidays and i can play play play! (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;this also means SPM coming&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;. but look, it's hidden so far back in my brain that i can't c properly. hehehee... Enjoying myself larhs. hehe.. pity those taking PA tomorrow. But it's just a day only! u all can do it! hehehe... I've lotsa plans planned for tomorrow already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOMORROW'S SCHEDULE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.30 - wake up&lt;br /&gt;10.00 - eat breakfast&lt;br /&gt;11.00 - face computer&lt;br /&gt;1.30 - Lunch&lt;br /&gt;2.30 - Computer&lt;br /&gt;4.45- Mdm. Teng&lt;br /&gt;6.30 - Face comp&lt;br /&gt;7.30 - eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;8.00 - Play and watch tv till slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule sounds exciting huh??? hahhaha... Of coz, i wont follow exactly la, if frens ask me out, i'll go. heheheh... TOday after school, cs fetched me back. b4 that, chern jin, meng ee, chee seng and me go eat KFC. hahahha... Saw Li Ren there. It was a nice meal. Funny one too. LOL... Chee Seng go eat the Cheekaroni and X-meal. Sohai he, sure cannot finish la. We advised him to bring back the burger. I jiu say, "ya lo, when u study with JQ at Hutan Lipur, can eat it when hungry." He terus zadao then we all laughed! hhahahaas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now move on to SONGS! For the past few days, i've been downloading songs! Songs that i even forgot it existed! Sam Hui, The Beatles, Pokemon, Digimon and much much more. Their songs are so nice!!! cause it's kinda like oldies, i get to think back to the time when i first hear the songs (which was when i was a little kid) hahahaha... Such memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HECK!!! I JUST LOOKED AT THE CLOCK! IT'S BLARDY MIDNIGHT! HOLY MAMA!!!! i still tot i t was 10.30 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until here then, tata (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I wish all of those taking PA the best of luck and may God be with you! Gambatek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-5065109793084190150?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5065109793084190150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5065109793084190150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5065109793084190150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-songs.html' title='~Song, SONGS~'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-1636237727576779490</id><published>2009-09-16T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:45:48.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Fish = Kanye West</title><content type='html'>I just found out today the incident concerning Kanye West and Taylor Swift. At first, i heard it on Fly.FM or Hitz.FM (i think most prob it's hitz) that they are not gonna broadcast any of kanye west song. i was puzzled and din think much. THen only i realise he did a stupid thing. He did that to of all people, Taylor Swift! URGH.. I hate him. Watch the video below, and u'll noe what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-CKMr5wTZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-CKMr5wTZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of u hate Kanye West and dun listen to his songs anymore. tq...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-1636237727576779490?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1636237727576779490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/gay-fish-kanye-west.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/1636237727576779490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/1636237727576779490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/gay-fish-kanye-west.html' title='Gay Fish = Kanye West'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-855686934643178796</id><published>2009-09-15T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:32:25.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15/09/09</title><content type='html'>Mwahahaha.... TRIALS LEFT 1 DAY (but i couldn't say that for those taking PA though). SUper excited. Some more tomorrow is Bio Paper 3 leh. Got tips some more. The tips, more chun than 4-D arhs... Hahhaha... During exam period, the happiest people on Earth are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Digi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Maxis&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Celcom&lt;/span&gt; coz everyone will be forwarding tips to each other. each tips will like be in 3 msges. And imagine the whole Batu Pahat, forwarding each other. around 9 subjects some more. Money keeps rolling in. Hahhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even got tips also quite a problem la... study ard, go school still remember, face the questions. Suddenly, short-term memory loss. This is sooo weird. I think maybe got a new kind of disease. hahahaha.... Today, during the last 5 mins of our Bio Paper 2. Miss Loh came into our class and made an announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This Friday is a holiday, so your PA paper is brought forward to Thursday."&lt;br /&gt;(this was followed by groans and sighss from PA takers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the rest was unaffected, holiday or not, we ain't going to school. ahahahhas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, yesterday, something suprising happened. lol... kinda unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;During assembly, i was talking to my frens. then the person in front was making an announcement about anak yatim thingie. i seriously did not take notice becoz i am not used to it. so i continued talking to my frens. then my fren said, "eh, cho, ur name kena called." i was like huh? for what o? then they say anak yatim. i was quite taken aback. Guess i am not used to it ba. later on, i followed 2 frens to join in the line. then go up to take the sumbangan from PIBG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. going Kl on Friday. i'm sad coz i can't go out with frens. ): wanna have a day out with them lerh... go watch movie. "Where Got Ghosts" seems nice lerh! haahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to play megaman ard... tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-855686934643178796?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/855686934643178796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/150909.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/855686934643178796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/855686934643178796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/150909.html' title='15/09/09'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-1637313137077733192</id><published>2009-09-15T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T02:29:52.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiddies (: They're the cutest</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GzGea7L5dxg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GzGea7L5dxg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one heck of a cute baby (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next video i couldn't get the Html coz it was disabled. however, here's the link&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-fVDGu82FeQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, u'll laugh (: hahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-1637313137077733192?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1637313137077733192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/kiddies-theyre-cutest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/1637313137077733192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/1637313137077733192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/kiddies-theyre-cutest.html' title='Kiddies (: They&apos;re the cutest'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-7537428972404671567</id><published>2009-09-12T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T18:31:48.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random random~</title><content type='html'>Lol.... it's 9:13 am  in the morning according to my computer, and i'm blogging! Hahaha... i've&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not eaten my breakfast yet! Well, actually, breakfast is being cooked (: so i decided might as well blog first. hahahah... Yaik! tomorrow is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHEMISTRY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PHYSICS PAPER 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ughh... last week, after the two subjects paper 2, i was thinking "yippee!!! free!". only to realise still got paper 3 T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhh... SPM is nearing man... But more importantly, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COLLEGE LIFE!&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;seriously, i am friggin excited about it. Looking forward. hahahha... however, i think will always be in dilemma. Coz, have to decide which college to go, what subjects to take and bla bla bla... For now, the biggest likelihood i'll go to Taylor's. But, i scare it's expensive lerh &gt;&lt; but my sisters say no need worry. LOL... I am certain i'll take A-levels, it's the subjects. I am wishing i tak payah take chemistry (coz it's my weakest subject).. hehehhe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA!!! Yst, something creepy happened! it happened at 6.30 in the morning. This incident proved that i've been studying too much and stressed out. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6.30 am, mom woke up to use the toilet. When she was about to go in, i woke up and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma, faster use the toilet, i wan bathe and go school d. 2day physics paper start early."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After saying that, i terus go back slp... i think at that time my mom shud be freaking out. Hahhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la, wanna manga a while then go study for paper 3. crapp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-7537428972404671567?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7537428972404671567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7537428972404671567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7537428972404671567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-random.html' title='Random random~'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-5183981082617879962</id><published>2009-09-11T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T06:45:35.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>Hahahas, 2nd update of the day! Currently, i am addicted to facebook. it's somewhat addictive. many many things to do. hahahhas... i still remember the time when i noe nothing about facebook. i entered the homepage, and i was like "ok, what do i do now?" I only noe how to press home and profile. Others see alien to me. LOL... It's only a few days ago only i added a photo to my profile. And, unexpectedly, many said is cute -.- i swear, i dun even think it is at all..... that's the best picture i can find in this laptop. so i just put. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqpR46c_8MI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bOXEboggUsg/s1600-h/IMGP1478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqpR46c_8MI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bOXEboggUsg/s320/IMGP1478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380202743052890306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the so-called cute picture -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went to Carrefour with mom and ate mcd. Went there at around 7. sibe banyak ppl arhs, sampai from outside cannot c inside. Hahahhahas.... nah, joking. it's an exaggeration. hehehe... Oh ya!!! I am into pokemon, digimon and many other cartoon songs!!! These songs reminded me of the past. I miss those times. SIgh... i wish can turn back the clock, back to the days where there are no worries in the world. Happily playing and living our life. hahahas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqpUNvqQiZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/xSuweDtFG18/s1600-h/Yuri-girls-generation-snsd-7128940-1056-1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqpUNvqQiZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/xSuweDtFG18/s320/Yuri-girls-generation-snsd-7128940-1056-1200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380205299956222354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing Yuri from SNSD, my 2nd wife (first is BoA). hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-5183981082617879962?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5183981082617879962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5183981082617879962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5183981082617879962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqpR46c_8MI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bOXEboggUsg/s72-c/IMGP1478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8544822995577966610</id><published>2009-09-10T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:46:39.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is madness</title><content type='html'>OK. First and foremost, before i get to the endless rantings and crappy talks about my (blardy sickening) trial exams, i wanna say a few words. Finally get to blog during these time of hardships. T.T exams! trial SPM some more. wth!!! left a few papers left. yahoo.. anywayz.... i just noticed sumthing, many ppl are blogging!!!! It's good. but the thing is, it's about the bloggers. They are the people, i least expected that will blog. No, i am not saying they are not worthy to blog or sumthing like that. It's just .... oh, i dunno. For example, Jian Hui blogs. i got to noe it just now. i had the shock of my life, even more shocked than the time i saw the chemistry paper. LOL... I mean, i can't imagine Jian Hui, the lovable boy to share his feelings and emotions, online. Maybe i am not used to it. Not only he blogs though. What the heck, even Eugene Lee blogs!!! LOL.. Plus, their blogs are interesting (: i'll have to work harder to keep up my ratings (if i have any that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, and now (this is the 2nd time i used OK) -.- trials. I can't say i did not prepare. i did. and i spend helluva long time doing it. However, i still dun feel confident. y, u ask me? that's the answer i am searching. My chemistry and add maths grew wings already, in fact, i think they're flying away happily. LOL... seriously, this is MADNESS!!! within 2 years, we have to remember everything. Everything as in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 300++ pages of Sejarah, the pages are filled with WORDS, WORDS, and MORE WORDS&lt;br /&gt;about 400++ pages of bio! every detailed info about it! wth!!!&lt;br /&gt;400++ pages of chemistry!!! the reactions, chemicals... UGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on. &gt;&lt; even this makes me get a headache T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting those aside, i can't believe i've reached the last few months at high school. After this trials, then SPM, then bye bye high school. i din realise it till now. and, everytime i think about it, my heart feels ... heavy. life in high school is filled with happy and sad memories which will have everlasting effect on me. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna get emo now. gotta go. update later tonight. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8544822995577966610?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8544822995577966610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8544822995577966610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8544822995577966610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-madness.html' title='This is madness'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-5044550359247282311</id><published>2009-08-14T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T09:04:16.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back ..... but not for long</title><content type='html'>I am back after a 3 week (or maybe longer) hiatus? this is a temporary comeback, later i gonna MIA again. It's Missing In Action for those of you who dunno. hahahhas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for my absence is that i have been studying! Yeap, u've read it correctly, S-T-U-D-Y-I-N-G. Stop ur laughter -.- Trial is on the way, and i am totally freaking out! Err.. that's not entirely true though. just a lil scared. hehehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying has become my daily routine. more like every hour routine. get what i mean? all thanks to the Princess Tigress (er jie). Seriously, i think she becoming a disciplinary teacher in a school is a better option for her than a pharmacist. Y u say so? Imagine a pharmacist saying this to the patient:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"u better eat the medicine according to the prescription ah, i tell you. If not then u noe. U c la." Writing doesn't have much effect. u must hear the tone and the words. Huh... scary. Brrr~ ( I am risking my life by just writing this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going to KL. well, actually the main reason is going there for my er jie's graduation thingie which is on wednesday. we decided to go tomorrow to settle some business about the new house in kl and to meet my BABY KEAN MING!!!! hehehhee.... excited larhss &gt;&lt; I've not packed yet. going up soon to pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, recently, i am sooo sooo sooo addicted anything about psychology. To be more exact how to noe when ppl lie or hiding something and read ppl's mind thru their words and expression. Y, u ask? Well, thx to the The Mentalist and Lie To Me. these are two new shows i've been watching. and it's way cool. i've learn somethings too. heheheh... can't wait to try it out. kekekke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, i've not mentioned yet y er jie is Princess Tigress? well, it's because she really can act "manja" like a princess. and suddenly turn into a fierce tigress. Hence, Princess Tigress. And another thing, she slps a lot. She whole day in front of computer, hardly moving any muscles, only her fingers. but still, she can slp for 12 hours per day. Yea, u've got that right. 12 FRIGGING HOURS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, got to pack my bag and slp now. Nightie nights nights... hope i am able to update soon. Tata~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-5044550359247282311?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5044550359247282311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-but-not-for-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5044550359247282311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5044550359247282311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-but-not-for-long.html' title='Back ..... but not for long'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-6218123281311607127</id><published>2009-06-30T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T06:51:26.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Affairs</title><content type='html'>LOL, it's not that formal or serious la. I cannot think of anything. This post is random. &gt;&lt; Yst monday, nothing special lo, Hari Hol, public holiday. Stay at home rot, got study la. but very little T.T ... Just excited tomorrow my er jie coming back from Glascow!!! w00ts! ehehhehe... tomorrow after lessons in school i go JB to "jip" her. I skip Koko (: hehehe.... Today in school, nothing much lo... Chee Seng din go school, he went to listen Undang. &gt;&lt; damm, i wanna listen! But need to wait after SPM. *sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me now eating Kitkat and blogging and getting disturbed by Freak. LOL... This is what i get from making her nervous when she blog, i guess &gt;&lt; hahahaha! Oh ya! This saturday, another birthday party! yahhoO!!! But the place sure far la... heard around 50 ppl going? gagaga... Hope i get to tell story there. It'll be so much fun! hahahahha.... but then, i need to fork out more money. My wallet's running dry la. however, it's fine, my this fren since primary school d (: Rabbit, for u, i dun mind! heheehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM trial is coming soon. Too soon, in fact. Sigh, saddening. On the bright side, after around 5 months, FREEDOM! heheheh, after SPM i got so so so many plans! as to what? I'm still thinking actually. XD... Btw, i tak kena PLKN aka National Service. Super heng arh!!! many ppl kena leh, i was surprised to find out i din! Woah.... And hor, i dunno y, this PLKN thingie is not i choose de, why got ppl scold me for not getting it? -.- Sheeshh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhas, k la, need to go~ buh-bye everyone. Nightsss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-6218123281311607127?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6218123281311607127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/current-affairs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6218123281311607127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6218123281311607127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/current-affairs.html' title='Current Affairs'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8015968156445247503</id><published>2009-06-30T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T06:38:51.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, 28/06/09</title><content type='html'>Today, woke up early to go to church. Gosh, i was sooo tired. Only God noes how did i drag my body full of fats out of bed &gt;&lt; After church, i terus went back. Then rest a while, jiu get ready to go to Square 1. hahahhas... Jin Yi wanna celeb her birthday. LOL, when reach at Square 1 at 1.30, i was alone -.- as in none of my frens arrived. Then i noticed Lai. LOL... He reached at 11.30 i think, coz Jin Yi told him to. LOL Funny larh!!! Then we walked, and waited. Finally everyone arrived. Kok Yang and gang went to Glow (a cc) b4 going to Square 1. -.- Later, Kok Yang, Sean and I went into a toy shop. And bought swords. No, not real life swords. Small replicas. KY and Sean bought Bleach's. I bought Sasuke's from Naruto d. OMG, it's beautiful! Too bad, it's keychain. I asked KY to help me buy the sword with a stand d. hehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, all of us go to Witchery Idol near Square 1 d. We went upstairs. Upstairs got 2 rooms. we went into the room got Wii, magazines and Karaoke set! Of coz, got tables for u to eat also. There were about 20 ppl. woah, a lot right? hahahhas, we had a lot of fun! Sing K, play Wii and i told story (: hehehehe, everyone grouped together to listen. so funny!!!! Then, we cut the cake for Jin Yi. Me, Sean, Kok Yang, Wee Chuan and Meng Ee used the microphone to sing happy birthday song! English, Chinese. Then later, other ppl in the room (outsiders) began to sing the Cantonese de. So fun! hahahas... after eating the cake. We went to the other room. The other room is for ppl to read comics. A quiet room. but we turned into a pasar malam. Super noisy. Until, i think everyone left the room besides us LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played TRUTH. It was supposed to be Truth or Dare. But since, we could not think of any DARE, we played TRUTH. LOL... We used the chinese chess pieces to decide who get's questioned. Whoever gets the King must answer a question. B4 this game, everyone agreed, the secrets will remain in this room and no one can get angry. After leaving the room, we would not laugh or tease about the secrets. meaning, after getting out the room, it's as though nothing happened. It was so much fun! so funny! in the end,i tak dapat the King piece. So i said, " k la, u all can ask me any 5 questions." LOL, super embarassing. As to what questions and answer, no one will noe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 7.15, me and kok yang went back earlier. KY is, his dad dun allow so late. Me is tired and dare not go out so late. hahahhas... The rest went to watch Transformers 2. LOL... tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8015968156445247503?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8015968156445247503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-280609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8015968156445247503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8015968156445247503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-280609.html' title='Sunday, 28/06/09'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2634589783177135965</id><published>2009-06-30T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T06:25:31.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, 27/06/09</title><content type='html'>Since i haven't been blogging for the past few days, i will blog about those interesting events according to the days. Starting from Saturday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a school day. Damm! Of all days, why Saturday??? I went to school coz i tot many ppl would go and there would be PnP. EUGENE LIM YU QING said he will be going. Mana tau, i go to school, i can't even see his shadow. Grrr.... Going to school on that day was a BIG BIG, HUGE, HUGE MISTAKE! B4 recess, no teacher entered the class. After recess, we went to Bilik Diskusi to hear some speech about the various courses u can take in Taylor's College. It was ok la,  but then still, i rather spend time at home sleeping. ISH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon was better.. ehehhe.. Coz, at night, i am going to movies with Kok Yang and frens! ehehhe... then, b4 going to Summit at 6, i went to buy Hotlink Youth Pack! Super excited! Me and my sis went to 4 shops to find numbers. finally found one. Nice number though my current number is nicer. &gt;&lt; This pack offers cheaper sms and call rates! Super shiok arhs!!! Then, my sis dropped me at Summit. When everyone reach liaw, we went to Pizza Hut! Kok Yang belanja to celeb his belated birthday. LOL... He said, dun worry, i brought RM200 liaw. XD We ordered a lot. Crap, eat dao super full arhss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Meal 6&lt;br /&gt;8 pieces of chicken wings (1 person 1 piece)&lt;br /&gt;1 large hut's platter&lt;br /&gt;another large pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it may seem lil, but it's actually a lot. haahas, then later we went to watch Transformers 2. SUPER EXCITED!!!! GAGAGAGA!!! Summit GSC very few ppl lerh... But then, Transformers 2 managed to pull quite a number of ppl, which is good. (: When we took our seats, we watched the trailers. This blardy Drag Me To Hell trailer. There was one scene, when the gal turned to the other side of the bed, and saw a hideous ghost. I freaking jumped! Super diu lian! Kok yang lagi geng, straight scold the woman's organ. LOL! Transformers 2, IS FRIGGIN DAMM AWESOME! The robots, the comedy, the action scenes and of coz, Megan Fox. Kukukuku... She is like super duper hot! Make u swt in an air-con room. Especially, when she was on the motorbike. OMG &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie took around 2 hours 20 mins. When reach home was about 11.30. online a while, bathe then slp. coz tomorrow going out whole day. ahahahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-2634589783177135965?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2634589783177135965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday-270609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2634589783177135965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2634589783177135965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday-270609.html' title='Saturday, 27/06/09'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-5459566120622892377</id><published>2009-06-26T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:26:40.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad sad day</title><content type='html'>I call this a sad sad day, because at Michael Jackson, the King Of Pop passed away this morning!!!! Today was a beautiful morning, but when i was beratur-ing during assembly. My physics teacher came to us students, and said, "Michael Jackson passed away this morning (Malaysia time) due to Cardiac Arrest." Some were speechless. Some shocked. I could not believe my ears when i hear that. It's so sudden! man, i am not a die-hard fan of him, but still a fan. i was seriously distraught. SIgh.... A man's life is so unpredictable. To me, he is not gone, he remains here, in the hearts of everyone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was open day!!! I went to school as usual which is around 6.55. Teacher said got assembly, whoever go late will like kena punished. My frens go around 9. I dun wanna get punished so i went same time. Damm, i was cheated. -.- nothing happened to those going late. BUt anywayz, i went back at 8 (: ehhehe... My class teacher is Ms. Esther. She got Mr. Lee to help her with the open day thingie. i was sitting on the chair in my class with my mom. I suddenly realised, Ms. Esther talks a lot to the parents, as in tell them about their son. Beads of sweat begun to form on my head. I was friggin scared &gt;&lt; in my mind, tons of questions swirled around it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is she gonna complain i often go out of her class?"&lt;br /&gt;"Is she gonna say i make too much noise?"&lt;br /&gt;So on and so for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it was my turn. I forced a smile and said,"good morning teacher". Then, THANK GOD! HAhahhaha... i got all worked up for nothign! Teacher just told my mom i was a little playful and i could have done better. That's all (: hehehhe... heng arh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a school day -.- SUX! But, afternoon going to change number for the Youth Pack thingie. And at night, gonna watch movie with frens! Hehhehe... Kok Yang wanna belanja us Pizza Hut as a belated birthday thingie. then we go and watch the much anticipated, Transformers 2! Yay!!! Sunday going to Square 1. Celebrate Jin Yi's birthday. hehehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la, wanna slp. blardy school tomorrow -.- sweeeeet dreams everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-5459566120622892377?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5459566120622892377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/sad-sad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5459566120622892377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5459566120622892377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/sad-sad-day.html' title='A sad sad day'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-5263961499663419054</id><published>2009-06-26T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:12:46.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to the King of Pop - Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lookalike.com/lookalikes/images/michael-jackson3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 491px;" src="http://www.lookalike.com/lookalikes/images/michael-jackson3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare to say, no one in this wide world would not know this familiar face. Michael Jackson has been an influential icon even when i was in primary schooling. A little brief history of his amazing life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His real name is Michael Joseph Jackson. He was born in Gary, Indiana, USA on 29 August 1958. His entertainment life started when he and his brothers formed a group called "The Jackson 5" in 1969. At 1971, he began his solo career while still a member of the group. Self-proclaimed as the "King of Pop"[2] in subsequent years, his 1982 Thriller is the world's best-selling record of all time[3] and four other solo studio albums are also among the world's best-selling records: Off the Wall (1979), Bad (1987), Dangerous (1991) and HIStory (1995). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being a singing sensation, The late King of Pop popularized complicated dance techniques such as robot and moonwalk. His famous moonwalk has made him also a dancing sensation. Millions of people around the world go wild whenever he did the Moonwalk. Many ppl inspired by him copied his Moonwalk. However, i am sure, many people would agree, Michael Jackson's Moonwalk is the best of all (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thevine.com.au/resources/imgdetail/250209044321_michael-jackson-moonwalker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 455px; height: 290px;" src="http://www.thevine.com.au/resources/imgdetail/250209044321_michael-jackson-moonwalker.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Michael Jackson doing his moonwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://unrealitymag.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/mj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 550px;" src="http://unrealitymag.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/mj.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Michael showing off his dance moves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson lived an extraordinary yet tumultuous life. However, he will always be remembered for his music and dance moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you, The World's King of Pop is no longer in this world, but ur music and inspirations remain in this world and touch the hearts of many forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, Michael Jackson. We love you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-5263961499663419054?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5263961499663419054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribute-to-king-of-pop-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5263961499663419054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5263961499663419054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribute-to-king-of-pop-michael-jackson.html' title='Tribute to the King of Pop - Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8969955405298654085</id><published>2009-06-23T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T06:47:04.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One thing i dislike about blogging is i can't think of any title!!! Gosh, i have to be creative. -.- but i just can't think any of it. Well din blog for the past few days coz tired. Friday, Saturday and Sunday i went to camp in school. BSMM camp. it was my first time being an urus setia in a camp. Tiring but fun!!! Nothing much to blog. Coz it's better to be there than reading the events. get what i mean? All i can say it's i got ALUBA on the last day!!!!!!!!!!!! And it seems only i kena -.- i went back early ma, too tired. Then i go Yf, everyone tot i sot coz of the way i walked. Leg open big big. Hahhahahhs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, Life's been boring nowadays. &gt;&lt; SPM is near. SIEN... seriously, it's like yst only we just finished exam, and now we have to prepare for the next one, trials. -.- @#$%^&amp;* This sux. i need to brush up my chem and add maths, or else i am seriously toasted!. ahhahha... Chee Seng went to Philippines to dance!! so cool! and he said the gals there smoking hot! GRRRR... i hate him coz he din take pictures! FIshmonger, stingy fella, leave everything for himself, dun want share good fortune with me. Sheesh! He's poor guy actually. Got betrayed by 2 most trusted ppl. Cheapskate ppl, pui! Dun worry CS! UR frens and 5 Cengal behind u! GOGOGOGO, anything can find us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAh se, now my stomach bursting arh! Ate MCD. My first time eating McChicken. It taste the same as Colonel Burger, so it's nothing special for me. Mom ate a lil of her Spicy Chicken Mcd. in the end, i ate a lot. Then nvm, mom said, she ate a lil for her MCD, she bought curry rice!!! Brough back home, she eat, then say, lai share, i cannot finish on my own. I was super full liaw, and i wanna say no. THen suddenly, the curry aroma filled the air. I terus pergi makan and drink milo. After eating, me cannot move. Terlalu kenyang. THe results of being tooooo greedy. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaas, that's all folks! tata~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8969955405298654085?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8969955405298654085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-thing-i-dislike-about-blogging-is-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8969955405298654085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8969955405298654085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-thing-i-dislike-about-blogging-is-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2896619733959983843</id><published>2009-06-18T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T07:43:36.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzled</title><content type='html'>Before i begin, i would like to make it clear, as clear as crystal that this has nothing to do with me or any of my personal experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i am very puzzled why in this wide world, exist such a person? Hahhaha... what kind of person u asking? A person who will betray their fren who trusted him a lot. For what? to get close to a gal. u very well noe that the gal just broke up with the bf (who regards u as his best fren). You shud noe how to react and act. And not, in front of the ex-bf, changing signals and smile across the room with the gal. No true fren would do that. Which i am very sure, your not. You always claim that ur "old" self is back. But what we want is proof and not all talk. I personally dun have any grudges against u. However,  your attitude sickens me. i dun care if u c this. This is my blog and i shall write whatever i want. So what if ur so great at studying when ur such a rotten and sucky person. Not only that, a playboy some more. About ur playboy thingie, i have no comments. Main point is, you shud not have told the gal whatever the guy said. what benefits do u gain? able to get close to the gal? That's plain low and cheap. PUI!!! In fact, i feel sick now even by just blogging (dirtying) my blog about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is, how could u still be so happy and not regretful when all this happen? Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMP~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp is here!!! Gosh i am so excited. It's tomorrow!!! This is my first time organising a camp. I mean not totally organising. It's being in the camp committee. Hahhaha... I am the same group with Yong Zhi and Ming Tat. During the expedition to Hutan Lipur, me is with Chen Yee, we both are like leaders or sumthing. And, ming tat and other ppl are following us. We are in charge of the 2nd station which is at the base of Hutan Lipur. The stupid thing is, at 8am Saturday we have to walk to Hutan Lipur first!!! AARRGHH!!! I tot Ke Jian or someone else will fetch us. Sheeshh... Actually, it would do my round tummy some good with walking such a distance. hehehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing much to say actually. I blog just to release my anger. (: SO long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-2896619733959983843?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2896619733959983843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/puzzled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2896619733959983843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2896619733959983843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/puzzled.html' title='Puzzled'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-7326834999209844936</id><published>2009-06-16T06:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T07:48:17.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intoxication</title><content type='html'>Well, i bet each and everyone of us has their own intoxicant. which means something that makes their adrenaline rush! here are some examples of ppl with their own intoxicant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong Zhi - Reference books. (ugh)&lt;br /&gt;Joshua   - Adult and serious books. (w00ts)&lt;br /&gt;Ming Tat - Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Meng Ee  - Me (:&lt;br /&gt;Chee Seng - Dancing&lt;br /&gt;Kok Yang - Laughter&lt;br /&gt;Chen Yee - Perfection&lt;br /&gt;Des Lim  - LAme jokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me? my main intoxicant is TENNIS!!! YESH!!! i loveee tennis! it's such a nice sport. man, i love it. hehehhe... today i played tennis for the first time after 2 months. damm, how i love the feeling of holding my precious racquet! and thank God i've not lost touch. hehehe... but then played for one hour only. Our Veneswaran did not book the court. hahahhas... SHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today took pictures for our school magazine. Super hot lo!!! the funny thing was when taking class photo. Everyone was ready except for our class teacher, Miss Esther Ho. So, our class monitor went to find her, but to no avail. Then, the assistant class monitor and his fren went to find her in the Language Lab. WAited and waited. then from the other side, -.- our "guest of honour", Miss Ho, appeared. Zadao, and now we're missing 2 ppl! then, another fren went to call them back. after he went, the other 2 person came from another side!!! WTH!!! But in the end, all came back and we managed to take the photo (: hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's this guy CRAP*, super tak tau malu. Actually, it's the time for those Kelab dan Persatuan take pics. Only AJKs are allowed. This particular guy, went to take photo with some clubs which he has no connections with. -.- bue ba. he wanted to join our tennis club too. However, there's been a bit of friction with the Tennis Club atasan, (me included). And, we do not welcome him to take picture with us, but at the same time, we do not wanna be the bad guy. Then came in our saviour, COOL*. He said let he be the bad guy, since he and CRAP* already quarreled. so we agreed. This COOL* keep on bombing CRAP* till, CRAP* left the scene with a blackened face. We hurrayed (in our hearts of coz). Mwahhahahas.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*names have been changed in order to protect the identity and also my safety. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la. wanna chat ard... nights everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-7326834999209844936?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7326834999209844936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/intoxication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7326834999209844936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7326834999209844936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/intoxication.html' title='Intoxication'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-6922426130877549316</id><published>2009-06-09T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T07:45:07.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writings</title><content type='html'>Ok, Enough of pictures! my hands is frigging itchy! mwahhhaa.... i came back from KL at ermm around 2pm. It was tiring. But in KL was fun!!! Hahahha... My baby cousin Kean Ming is so so so so so cute!!! i lurve him to bits. even though it's only been a few hours, i missed him to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him hitting my face to wake me up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I miss him calling me Jia Jun kor kor.&lt;br /&gt;I miss him calling me Po Po. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I miss his hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the time when he throws tantrums.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the looks of him when he sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;I miss his smile when he gets the things he want.&lt;br /&gt;I miss his expression when i tickle or tease him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, i miss everything about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate maids. To me, generally, maids sux. I noe many of u would say it's unfair to say that, but to me, it's true. So far, i've not met any good maids around. F maids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow got expedition go from school to Hutan Lipur for BSMM camp. Aikz, tiring sial!!! Omg!! i am getting, what they say, writer's block. My mind gone blank! lack of slp i suppose. haih.. so sorry! blog tomorrow (: tata~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-6922426130877549316?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6922426130877549316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/writings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6922426130877549316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6922426130877549316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/writings.html' title='Writings'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4773199866428898724</id><published>2009-06-09T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T07:28:32.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi Memories~</title><content type='html'>This is taken during my cousin's gathering. It was held at Senjyu Sushi. Darn nice! It is only a few pictures. coz we gobbled everything down b4 remembering to take pics. hehehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5vAouQ6TI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PVxsBW80KBU/s1600-h/Image406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5vAouQ6TI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PVxsBW80KBU/s320/Image406.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345331864457505074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cavior sushi, not my favourite. but my cousin loves it. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5vAU5PhYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/p-MyhfwwXOg/s1600-h/Image405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5vAU5PhYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/p-MyhfwwXOg/s320/Image405.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345331859134842242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some beef rice. Pardon me as it is half eaten. I ate halfway, only to realised i forgot to take pic. heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5vAeJAR2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/84N1tHwvuDQ/s1600-h/Image404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5vAeJAR2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/84N1tHwvuDQ/s320/Image404.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345331861616871266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft shell crabs, ordered 3 plates. sot merhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had two tables ma... we each table ate around RM270. Means, altogether RM540. HOWEVER, my aunt is a Standard Chartered card holder, they have a promotion which is 50% to any standard chartered card holder. Which means, we only have to pay RM270! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from Sushi King, i ate with my 5 frens during our stay in KL. hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5wlrU00cI/AAAAAAAAAHs/PHQ0EiPUylo/s1600-h/Image420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5wlrU00cI/AAAAAAAAAHs/PHQ0EiPUylo/s320/Image420.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345333600322900418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taadaa~~~ crazy right? mountain... hahaha. we just take and take and take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5wlQKxd4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Eud0ipfKXlk/s1600-h/Image419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5wlQKxd4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Eud0ipfKXlk/s320/Image419.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345333593032980354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is taken individually... this cost RM 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5wlPQKBWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/xvfpoHYJs9c/s1600-h/Image418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5wlPQKBWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/xvfpoHYJs9c/s320/Image418.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345333592787125602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... this cost RM 5 per plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5wlFXB7MI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YAE-6JfD5yU/s1600-h/Image417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5wlFXB7MI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YAE-6JfD5yU/s320/Image417.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345333590131600578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These plates cost RM 4 per plate. We are gluttons!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, we still ordered ala carte lerh!! hahahas.. altogether RM180++ shared among 6 ppl. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4773199866428898724?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4773199866428898724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/sushi-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4773199866428898724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4773199866428898724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/sushi-memories.html' title='Sushi Memories~'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5vAouQ6TI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PVxsBW80KBU/s72-c/Image406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-5656633957228541349</id><published>2009-06-09T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T07:15:10.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrabble Competition @ Times Square</title><content type='html'>The scrabble competition was held at Times Square on the 6th of June and 7th of June. well, in my previous post, i've said the most of it. the rest is all pictures (: enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5rYPl-kgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/MxnTD69EBxE/s1600-h/Image422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5rYPl-kgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/MxnTD69EBxE/s320/Image422.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345327871982211586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshie asked me to take his pics. hehehee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5rXzMGO2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/nGSeh73tuik/s320/Image409.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345327864357469026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sleeping with Joshie!!! He is sooo shy... It's a lil dark though. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5rX-AjvUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vIdNBOck93M/s1600-h/Image402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5rX-AjvUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vIdNBOck93M/s320/Image402.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345327867261861186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ong Kok Yang with his cute little pillow!!!! Mickey~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5rXuqxajI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_yHZ-elQaK4/s1600-h/Image398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5rXuqxajI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_yHZ-elQaK4/s320/Image398.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345327863143950898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Gabriel Kuo~~~ Hahaha... he looks so nerd. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5rXSYl-QI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GS5i41t-42k/s1600-h/Image399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5rXSYl-QI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GS5i41t-42k/s320/Image399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345327855551510786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Teng with his phone in the bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5tJ7-wV_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/aIQJiDN1QB8/s1600-h/Image429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5tJ7-wV_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/aIQJiDN1QB8/s320/Image429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345329825222514674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the thing i won from completing a challenge using "J" to form a 4 letter or more word (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5tJ-Hqm2I/AAAAAAAAAGs/J65hxC5NHFY/s1600-h/Image425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5tJ-Hqm2I/AAAAAAAAAGs/J65hxC5NHFY/s320/Image425.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345329825796758370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is worth a million dollars. it's not everyday u can c Ong Kok Yang being so serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5tJvDsHTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9Ix4UjHvJIM/s1600-h/Image427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5tJvDsHTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9Ix4UjHvJIM/s320/Image427.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345329821753548082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wong Chern Jin thinking hard! I am gonna be soo so screwed when he noes i posted his picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5tJiHSaQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VM89lrcbdk4/s1600-h/Image423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5tJiHSaQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VM89lrcbdk4/s320/Image423.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345329818278979842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Teo Chee Seng battling his opponent. He is scary when he is serious &gt;&lt;... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-5656633957228541349?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5656633957228541349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/scrabble-competition-times-square.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5656633957228541349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5656633957228541349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/scrabble-competition-times-square.html' title='Scrabble Competition @ Times Square'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Si5rYPl-kgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/MxnTD69EBxE/s72-c/Image422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4861332671541753076</id><published>2009-06-07T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:02:59.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Problems</title><content type='html'>I've just realised everyone has their own problems. I used to have the naive thinking that those with happy looks dun have problems. but i've been proven wrong time and time again. Behind those happy faces, they are always constantly facing problems. hahahas.... this is not an emo post. just stating my feelings. somehow, i wish that this world would be free of problems and failures. But then, if that really happens, life would be bored and meaningless. we learn and live from and thru problems and failures. everytime we fall, we would pick ourselves up to become stronger. (: and we must always be optimistic. pessimism always make the simplest problem seem hard. Therefore, i will be optimistic and say that I can beat William Kang by a spread of +200 ... haha, i wish -.- Gawd, that was so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, i am now in Kl in aunt's house. hehhe... Friday and Saturday stayed at Capitol Hotel for Scrabble competition. It was held at Times Square. National level. 6 ppl. Me, Kok Yang, Chern Jin, Chee Seng, Joshie and Gabbie. King of the hills system with 15 rounds. I lost 7 and win 8. haha.. will blog more about it with pictures next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God my aunt is better. (: Glad she is recovering. hehehe... my baby cuzzie is soooo darn cute!!!! i slept with him yst night. at 9 am this morning, i was woken up by shouting and slapping of my face. My bb cuzzie woke me up to tell me his pants were wet. i realised he pee-ed when he slept. and my left side of pants also kena -.- but his face was soo cute, cute dao i bu se de be angry. hahahhas... then i bathed with him just now. actually, more like he bathed me -.- always spray me with water while i put soap on his body. Hahahhas... it was fun. i lurvee him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): i miss camp. I miss the happy moments. I miss the theme talk. I miss the Q&amp;A session. I MISS EVERYTHING ABOUT IT (minus the food)!!!!!!!!!!! aikz, i look forward to next year de camp. It'll be better and more ppl will go! YAY! ahhahas.... k la, until here ba... wanna play with baby cousin. Love u guys. Ciaouzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4861332671541753076?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4861332671541753076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/personal-problems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4861332671541753076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4861332671541753076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/personal-problems.html' title='Personal Problems'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8971011193845346225</id><published>2009-06-04T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:14:33.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Car</title><content type='html'>This doesn't look like holidays at all. What with all the tuitionsssssssssssss. T.T the many ss' indicates that i have MANY tuitions to attend despite the fact that it's holidays. sienn... Anywayz, Mdm Teng was fuN!!! hahahahas.... she gave us essay. and me and my frens were super lazy. so we played and talked lo. sumthing funny happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Teng : Haiyer! Cho and Ong ni, macam budak-budak. &lt;br /&gt;(everyone laughed)&lt;br /&gt;Cho      : Walao, cikgu.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Teng : Patut balik Montfort, budak kecil.&lt;br /&gt;Cho      : Montfort cuti la cikgu.&lt;br /&gt;(class roared with laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XDXD.... this is not the main point. After tt, i went down. Immediately, i started to spot my mom's car, Camry. Across the road i spotted a Camry, i just walked that direction. i was sms-ing ma. and said bye bye to Ann. When i was about to reach the car, i noticed something .. confusing. I asked myself, whose that kid at the back sit? I never seen him b4. Lagi weird is, how come the driver is not my mom, but in fact, a guy??? Then i realised, i spotted the wrong car!!!!! i can tell, my face terus blushed. As i turn back, Chee Seng was pointing and laughing at me. Grrr.... super embarrassed. XD XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow am going to KL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;with Joshie, Gabbie and Kok Kok Ke for Scrabble competition in Times Square. Chee Seng and Chern Jin going on saturday morning 3 am coz they attending the IU NIGHT. Friday night i am going for cousin's gathering. hehehe... and the catch is, this year special can bring Gf/Bf along. haih, i wish i have one (: too bad i din ask her to be my gf. besides she is busy and some more .... Wait. Too much info. WAayyyy too much info. *tie hands up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la, scnie i teid my hdans up, i cna't tpye pperroly. So... tata~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8971011193845346225?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8971011193845346225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/wrong-car.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8971011193845346225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8971011193845346225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/wrong-car.html' title='Wrong Car'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-3128509429244533826</id><published>2009-06-04T00:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:12:56.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Missed Ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SidxoemjAvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sh8_MZU2Zx4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SidxoemjAvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sh8_MZU2Zx4/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343364423121830642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.... It's Amanda carrying me!!! Wth... she's strong. Dun mess with her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SidyLpdoIPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dIFz2tMFirk/s1600-h/Image381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SidyLpdoIPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dIFz2tMFirk/s320/Image381.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343365027332628722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, she is not singing along in a concert.&lt;br /&gt;Nope, she is not HAVING a singing concert.&lt;br /&gt;Nope, she is not dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayn is actually reciting memory verses. But then, she seems to be singing and clapping eh? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SidzTEw1SiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/s00RmGnEBfk/s1600-h/Image397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SidzTEw1SiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/s00RmGnEBfk/s320/Image397.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343366254431652386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing the singers in the bus.... *drums roll* ..... presenting Yi Ke and Cindy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-3128509429244533826?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3128509429244533826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/missed-ones.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3128509429244533826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3128509429244533826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/missed-ones.html' title='The Missed Ones'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SidxoemjAvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sh8_MZU2Zx4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-6340112398716062137</id><published>2009-06-03T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:07:12.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YF Camp 2009 T-shirt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiafPz59Y2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ROdZL4gEawU/s1600-h/Image396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiafPz59Y2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ROdZL4gEawU/s320/Image396.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343133101901833058" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Siae3W7gcwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Jc9nclv1M6E/s1600-h/Image395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Siae3W7gcwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Jc9nclv1M6E/s320/Image395.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343132681806836482" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiadqCGau7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/EwM1fuaXJVM/s1600-h/Image394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiadqCGau7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/EwM1fuaXJVM/s320/Image394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343131353365527474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested can always tell me, i get one for u (: hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-6340112398716062137?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6340112398716062137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/yf-camp-2009-t-shirt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6340112398716062137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6340112398716062137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/yf-camp-2009-t-shirt.html' title='YF Camp 2009 T-shirt!'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiafPz59Y2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ROdZL4gEawU/s72-c/Image396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-7974578965226282268</id><published>2009-06-02T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:38:23.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures, Memories of a Lifetime</title><content type='html'>After reading tons and tons of words, here are some pics to lighten up ur day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVGRbo2OVI/AAAAAAAAACE/g8VFwr8O6EQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVGRbo2OVI/AAAAAAAAACE/g8VFwr8O6EQ/s200/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342753798235765074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                     Me with Datuk Gabriel Kuo and Datin Amanda Chong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVGqMxSucI/AAAAAAAAACM/PA23oh0dP2Q/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVGqMxSucI/AAAAAAAAACM/PA23oh0dP2Q/s200/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342754223741385154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with Koko Sern Wang with his Garfield tie!!! Kawaii~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVHWbIItVI/AAAAAAAAACU/T3F5-v32aRY/s1600-h/DSC00644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVHWbIItVI/AAAAAAAAACU/T3F5-v32aRY/s200/DSC00644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342754983509538130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                         Me with Melvina~~~~ nice~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVIr3OejzI/AAAAAAAAACc/_7h-Ym29Ro4/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVIr3OejzI/AAAAAAAAACc/_7h-Ym29Ro4/s200/DSC00654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342756451341209394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At Burger King, World's biggest bite of a burger (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVJULpeGgI/AAAAAAAAACk/XvHR_Uq2mew/s1600-h/Image346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVJULpeGgI/AAAAAAAAACk/XvHR_Uq2mew/s200/Image346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342757144017902082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and beloved Ee Hsin jie, she looks kinda kiddy eh?&lt;/span&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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVJplkoGkI/AAAAAAAAACs/rhGAhgOG_I4/s1600-h/Image350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVJplkoGkI/AAAAAAAAACs/rhGAhgOG_I4/s200/Image350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342757511754160706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with the person who never fails to wake me up when i needed my slp, Samuel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVKPQw0FzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/g-vTsYuy2mU/s1600-h/Image351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVKPQw0FzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/g-vTsYuy2mU/s200/Image351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342758159003162418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and Yee Jia!!!! Our group's faithful timekeeper and STITCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVKixeM4EI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7o3mGRCIBpM/s1600-h/Image354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVKixeM4EI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7o3mGRCIBpM/s200/Image354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342758494200979522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with the person who massaged my back only to make it feel worse, Esther Kam (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVKyZqUAEI/AAAAAAAAADE/tA4sTte49Ok/s1600-h/DSC04210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVKyZqUAEI/AAAAAAAAADE/tA4sTte49Ok/s200/DSC04210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342758762687234114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with the kid from another church. He is sooo cute!!! &lt;/span&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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVLFqqHb4I/AAAAAAAAADM/978FwvGW0X4/s1600-h/Image356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVLFqqHb4I/AAAAAAAAADM/978FwvGW0X4/s200/Image356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342759093667327874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with Xin Pei!!!!! wakaka, black and white. nice eh?&lt;/span&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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVLkcRRABI/AAAAAAAAADU/cOZmazqmDMQ/s1600-h/Image357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVLkcRRABI/AAAAAAAAADU/cOZmazqmDMQ/s200/Image357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342759622380945426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edrik, Me and Ah War!!! Wth... my mini paunch is sooo obvious. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVL-7Q6skI/AAAAAAAAADc/zcz8XjS7QS4/s1600-h/Image360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVL-7Q6skI/AAAAAAAAADc/zcz8XjS7QS4/s200/Image360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342760077377581634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with beloved Joshua Teng, our Group Hope's leader!!!! Muacks~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVMtDeXvqI/AAAAAAAAADk/iaPoDciI4aI/s1600-h/Image361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVMtDeXvqI/AAAAAAAAADk/iaPoDciI4aI/s200/Image361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342760869855477410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with Joanna, she looks dreamy. Hehehhe&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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVNGvZSceI/AAAAAAAAADs/_G3SKy8-ZHo/s1600-h/Image363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVNGvZSceI/AAAAAAAAADs/_G3SKy8-ZHo/s200/Image363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342761311142048226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with Elaine, the talker + crapper (: hehehhe... Group Hope's Advisor~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVNaaShtlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_-TQLQ68uew/s1600-h/Image365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVNaaShtlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_-TQLQ68uew/s200/Image365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342761649073927762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with Joanne. I just realised i noe her dad since long ago -.- the Muscleman. It's so cool!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVNx51cFtI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FlDCz8_h1rY/s1600-h/Image366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVNx51cFtI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FlDCz8_h1rY/s200/Image366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342762052678850258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with Jayn a.k.a Nobita!!!! Hehe.... cute~~~~ my head is comparatively big -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVOcaRIcOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vSblpol7M0E/s1600-h/Image380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVOcaRIcOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vSblpol7M0E/s200/Image380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342762782939443426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with beloved Kai Ling jie!!! hehehe.... notice o not. i dun have name tag T.T &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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVPDSCvCTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NmMvovAERmo/s1600-h/Image383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVPDSCvCTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NmMvovAERmo/s200/Image383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342763450746472754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with Celyne!!! hehhe... i think she's kinda pretty. but too bad, she's taken. hehe.. JKJK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVPlHhGliI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KCaUkJdBRUU/s1600-h/Image385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVPlHhGliI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KCaUkJdBRUU/s200/Image385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342764032036607522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with Reverend William Wan. He looks young. And seriously, i love him (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVQAiZZsRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4MimUHxANOA/s1600-h/Image387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVQAiZZsRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4MimUHxANOA/s200/Image387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342764503108530450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Group HOPE!!! ROCKS!!! I love you guys forever (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVQaC2lIEI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Z1dFL_nsuEI/s1600-h/Image388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVQaC2lIEI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Z1dFL_nsuEI/s200/Image388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342764941317578818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with Yi Ke!!! She isss very very very cute!!! Btw, she is one of the singers in the bus (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVRFxynBfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mFBCP2ATtrA/s1600-h/Image391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVRFxynBfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mFBCP2ATtrA/s200/Image391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342765692651767282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They were suppose to  be sharing a drink (: joshua is sooooo shy. WAKAKAKKA...&lt;/span&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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVRtiODM3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/2IyvAxyZ9tI/s1600-h/Image392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVRtiODM3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/2IyvAxyZ9tI/s200/Image392.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342766375666660210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Outside First World. Notice the odd one out? That's the 15-year-old auntie (:&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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVSKQ2bXYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xFEZ9arjlQo/s1600-h/Image393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVSKQ2bXYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xFEZ9arjlQo/s200/Image393.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342766869220384130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elaine emo-ing after she accepted the fact she's the odd one out (: wakakakak!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. More will be coming up after i get the pics from swang and amanda's camera. Until then. good nights!!! gonna rest. super tiring!!! BUt it is all worth it!!! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2682338658660017289-7974578965226282268?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7974578965226282268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-memories-of-lifetime.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7974578965226282268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7974578965226282268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-memories-of-lifetime.html' title='Pictures, Memories of a Lifetime'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SiVGRbo2OVI/AAAAAAAAACE/g8VFwr8O6EQ/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-6508465456963996821</id><published>2009-06-02T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:29:49.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlighted moments of YF Camp</title><content type='html'>Now, these highlighted moments are separated from my previous post so that it will be given more attention. Prepare for laughter (: (not in any particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off is our  beloved group advisor, Elaine Tan!!! A few things u shud noe about her. She said that she is 15 (9 years ago). She talks a lot which is a good thing, if not our family time would be i-stare-at-you you-stare-at-me session. Hahahass... but often, she and josh and me digress. &gt;&lt;        She is a movie fanatic with a soft spot for married actors and younger actors (paedophile? u decide). And, she is so so so in to Italian men (pervert? U decide also)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joking (:               ok... moving on. Blunders of Elaine Tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During family time, she said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is putting yourself above others"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All talk but no say"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool huh? kekeke....     Btw!!!! She is quite a strong person and lovess to show it off. Y u ask? i'll tell u. She brings a camera in her bag, but she din take it out to use it during camp, and she carries her backpack around and carry the electrical instruments with it even when she can put the backpack down on a safe place. Blurness~~~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is about the guys doing exhibition .... in the toilet. They were parading around and outside the toilet with only their undies on. WAkakaka, of coz, Josh, Gab and Der din join. It's friggin hilarious. Me? ermm.... let's move on to the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... this is one of my favourites. During sharing time on the last day, everyone has a chance to share. Erm, it's like this. i am the first person who started to share, therefore swang gave me a soft toy dice, which after i share, i throw it to another person which i want him/her to share. after many ppl, it reached Ah War. After he shared, he wanted to throw to Jonathan. He stood up and threw. Little did he noe that,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;the dice hit Elder Teng's (Josh's dad) head and bounced to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, on Sunday, after lunch was siesta time. I skipped lunch because i am tired and very full (6 pieces of bread and 2 chicken fillet and 2 cups of milo for breakfast) to slp. However, i failed to slp, for this i really must thank the guys in my dorm, especially Samuel (: hahahha... anywayz, i can't slp. Josh was sleeping soundly as he is not feeling quite well. I was worried of our sketch, as we at that time not yet practiced or even tot of a plot. i walked about the whole campsite. i wanted to find Elaine to like erm.. discuss about the sketch. I randomly ask a gal from our camp and ask where is Elaine. She told me that Elaine was sleeping. i was like, ok... we're screwed. But i dun mind, maybe she was sick. THen later, i went to the hall to rest. i went in and i was shocked. -.- Elaine is sitting there with Jayn and also with a few other group members. Apparently they were discussing about the plot for the sketch. Our conversation was sumthing like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me     : Hey, what are u all doing here??? Elaine!!! I tot u were suppose to be sleeping??&lt;br /&gt;Elaine: No, I tot you were suppose to be sleeping??&lt;br /&gt;Me     : Ya, but i can't, too noisy so i decided to come down to find u to talk about the sketch. Mana tau, someone told me that you were sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Elaine : NO! I did not sleep at all. I was here the whole time discussing the plot with them. I din ask u coz i tot u were sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the conversation kinda like went on for a little while more until we came to a conclusion that it is a funny and blur misunderstanding) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i can think for now. Hope more will be coming (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-6508465456963996821?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6508465456963996821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/highlighted-moments-of-yf-camp.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6508465456963996821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6508465456963996821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/highlighted-moments-of-yf-camp.html' title='Highlighted moments of YF Camp'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8623412946260488905</id><published>2009-06-02T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:01:01.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YF Camp 2009 @ PeaceHeaven, Genting Highlands</title><content type='html'>YF Camp 2009 which is held at PeaceHeaven, Genting Highlands from 30thMay - 1st June 2009. The camp was a definite success!!!! With a whooping 49 participants consisting of Yf-ers and non Yf-ers. Yahooo~~~ we sat there by bus and church van. the journey was from 7.30 to around 12.30 i think. i am gonna blog it in days. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday, 30th May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach there, we put our bags in the kitchen and ate our lunch. Considering we were like hungry animals, the food was cleaned up within a few minutes. LOL, we had steamed fish, fried egg with minced meat and a veg (i forgotten). One thing i am surprised is that, we must be disciplined as in, after eating, we must put the plates and stuffs into the bins that were prepared, stack up the chairs and wipe the table. I only scooped the rice and stack the chairs. i din wipe the table. Later on, we unpacked and went to the seminar hall. we had ice breaker to warm ourselves up. (: the weather there is soooooo nice!!! cooling!!! yahoo!!! hehe, it was soo different from Batu Pahat weather. ishhh, anyways back to camp. we are staying in the dorm. and of coz, gals and guys were seperated. And the boys room, although it has only around 19 ppl, it sounded like 199 stomping elephants. 1 minute we were like not so close, like erm strangers. The next, we were like buddies who haven't seen each other for a long time. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When bathing, if dun have hot water, we would straight freeze when come in contact with the freeezing water. hahahas... and knowing us, rowdy bunch of boys, we shamelessly walked here and there (in the dorm and to the toilet) with only our underwear on. hahahas, it was fun! AND the thing is our dorm is quite low u c. so our window is overlooking the road which is leading to the carpack. therefore, anyone who walks on that road can c right into our dorm. We were like so syok sendiri changing our clothes and pants (with underwear on of coz) when suddenly we heard some gals giggling. A guy exclaimed," WEyy!!! got gals looking at us changing clothes!!!" hahhahas.... Kit Siew kena the most coz he changed right next to the window. Luckily, the gals were part of the camp, so it was alright. At night, I would give &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything, ANYTHING &lt;/span&gt;just to have a good night sleep. Samuel and gang were like on drugs. SUper high and talkative and loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunday, 31st May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I woke up at around 6.30. Had my shower then went for family time. I forgot to mention. On saturday we were seperated into our groups. My group was Hope!!! I love it! Hope consists of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Teng (group leader)&lt;br /&gt;Elaine Tan (Group advisor/talker)&lt;br /&gt;Dawn Soon&lt;br /&gt;Victor Tay&lt;br /&gt;Edrik&lt;br /&gt;Jacelyn&lt;br /&gt;Jing Yee&lt;br /&gt;Jayn&lt;br /&gt;Yee Jia&lt;br /&gt;Me, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is the best and the most hectic day. hahahha... Our camp theme is L-O-V-E, LOVE!!! The honourary speaker is none other than .... *drumss roll* ... Reverend William Wan!!! At first sight, i tot he was 50 plus person. But i had the shock of the day when i saw his Biodata. He is actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;63 years old with 3 grandchildren!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;the eldest is 13 years old. He looks friggin young! Hahaha.... and his session/theme talk is super nice. He noes how to interact with us and jokes while imparting his knowledge to us. Frankly, i listened to the whole theme talk lerh... i learned sooo much!!! Later on, we had a Q&amp;amp;A session. This session was initiated by the Reverend himself. It's divided into 2 parts. the 1st is about life and Love, 2nd is about religion. i wrote a question. And, he answered it well.. i now noe what to do. furthermore, there were many thought-provoking questions, which the reverend answered with ease. I am impressed. The 2nd Q&amp;amp;A continued after lunch/siesta. He managed to answered a few as time was not enough. We were moving to the game time!!! First off is station game then extreme sports. Both i will explain in a diff post (: After games, then we had our bath and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, it was the Theme Talk again. Seriously, each theme talk, i am always blown away. I mean, his speech is soo soo true and captivating. Later on, it is family time (: we used this family time to practice the sketch that we were suppose to present during SuperStar time which is later on. Our sketch must have the following criterias :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon character : Doraemon&lt;br /&gt;Special character   : Obama&lt;br /&gt;Setting                    : Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;Theme                    : Redemption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the plot ready, all thanks to Elaine and Jayn and others for the idea. The sketch i will write in another post ASAP as it;s too long and i dun have the original script with me. heh... We have sooo much fun!!! *at this point, i really miss the times i had in camp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After SuperStar time, it was already 12.30 am. and Sern Wang gave us till 1 am. everyone else slept. except for me, joshua, gabriel, Derrick, Elaine and Sern Wang. I dinno they were awake. I went down just to take some fresh air. The air is totally refreshing. and i like the peace and tranquility which i never experienced b4. The cooling and moist air, peace, quietness and the calmness. I took this opportunity to pray for a long time. immediately, i feel, ermm... what's the word, filled? i dunno how to explain. Anywayz, later, Gab joined me and we both enjoyed the view of Genting and stars and scenery. So romantic. XD XD... jkjk... Later we both went into the foyer and chatted with swang, Der, Josh and Elaine till around 3.  swang slept first. Followed by me, Der, Josh and Gab. Elaine slept the latest, she preparing for devotion for tomorrow. She and Josh sacrificed a lot for our group. Lovesss them sooo muchie!!! XOXO for them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 1st June 2009&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the last day of the camp. I woke up at 7. Devotion and family time starts at 8.30. But, Elaine wanted to start at 7.45. Hardworking eh? hehehe.... Time is quite short lerh... Moving on, we had a short sharing of our experiences in camp. It was nice to hear many ppl sharing. Later, we had camp photo session!!!!! Then, we went to First World lo. There nothing much lerrhh, quite boring except for the conversations we had. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THere, it's a short summary of the camp. Detailed and fun events and pictures coming right up!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8623412946260488905?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8623412946260488905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/yf-camp-2009-peaveheaven-genting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8623412946260488905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8623412946260488905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/yf-camp-2009-peaveheaven-genting.html' title='YF Camp 2009 @ PeaceHeaven, Genting Highlands'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-3509416436369052577</id><published>2009-06-02T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:25:17.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Serious Case of Blurness</title><content type='html'>OK, i am just back from YF Camp 2009. well, not exactly just, it was really yesterday night. anywayz, it was friggin nice and i lurvvveeeee it!!!! U noe, the camp was ....     ooops!!! digression. i forgot, i am gonng blog about it tonight. 2 simple reasons. i'm currently collecting the photos and ideas. now just blog a while. a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my topic. Wanna noe what's the blurness? i'll tell u. it all begins on one hot afternoon (which is this afternoon -.-). I am having a minnie stomach ache so i went to the toilet to do "business". I noticed ran out of toilet paper already, so i went into the backroom to take some. after i took out a roll, i put it on a table nearby. then, i tied back up the plastic. It was quite hard u c, tying the plastic. i tied and tied and tied for quite some time. after i managed to tie it up, i went to toilet&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;without the toilet paper!!!!!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i only realised it when i was halfway thru "meeting" my "clientss". &lt;/span&gt;In the end, i have to shout to wake my mom's afternoon nap to ask her help me bring the toilet paper. I've no choice, either i wake her up or i just sit there with my "clients" and feel dirty and smelly for about 45 mins - 1 hour. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna eat fried rice together with fried egg d. I am proud to say i fried the egg all by myself. (: no help or advice was given!!! wakakaka!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-3509416436369052577?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3509416436369052577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/serious-case-of-blurness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3509416436369052577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3509416436369052577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/06/serious-case-of-blurness.html' title='A Serious Case of Blurness'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-7303609891153821017</id><published>2009-05-29T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:26:36.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweden's Got Talent</title><content type='html'>Ok, this video i got it from youtube. It's friggin hilarious!!! ahhaha.. enjoy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/edFRe2z3rro&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/edFRe2z3rro&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/2682338658660017289-7303609891153821017?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7303609891153821017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/swedens-got-talent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7303609891153821017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7303609891153821017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/swedens-got-talent.html' title='Sweden&apos;s Got Talent'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-1975642195004298771</id><published>2009-05-25T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T03:44:13.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Head Case - Can you live without music?</title><content type='html'>This is taken from The Star. It's a personality test about music by R.AGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When did you last get a tune stuck in your head?&lt;br /&gt;a. Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;b. Sometime last week.&lt;br /&gt;c. I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How often do you update the tunes on your Ipod?&lt;br /&gt;a. Every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;b. Whenever i get the chance.&lt;br /&gt;c. Who said i had Ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Shipwrecked, you can wish for five things. Is music one of them?&lt;br /&gt;a. Of course!&lt;br /&gt;b. So long as i've got water and food, too.&lt;br /&gt;c. No way -- music won't get me off the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your ring tone is ...&lt;br /&gt;a. Er, a regular one.&lt;br /&gt;b. Your favourite artist.&lt;br /&gt;c. Set to vibrate -- i don't like loud music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever go off on someone because of her/his taste in music?&lt;br /&gt;a. No, what a silly idea.&lt;br /&gt;b. Yes, music defines a person.&lt;br /&gt;c. I don't think so -- maybe subliminally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you notice the music in the movies?&lt;br /&gt;a. Yes. I buy the sound tracks.&lt;br /&gt;b. No, i'm more of  a visual person.&lt;br /&gt;c. I'm vaguely aware of the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you in a band?&lt;br /&gt;a. No, but i'm a hard-core groupie.&lt;br /&gt;b. No, i'm tone deaf.&lt;br /&gt;c. Yes, i've always been musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When did you last go to a concert?&lt;br /&gt;a. I wish -- haven't been to one lately.&lt;br /&gt;b. Within the last year.&lt;br /&gt;c. I wouldn't waste my cash on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calculate your score:&lt;br /&gt;1. a=3, b=2, c=1                                               5. a=1, b=3, c=2&lt;br /&gt;2. a=2, b=3, c=1                                               6. a=3, b=1, c=2&lt;br /&gt;3. a=3, b=2, c=1                                               7. a=2, b=1, c=3&lt;br /&gt;4. a=2, b=3, c=1                                               8. a=2, b=3, c=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you do?&lt;br /&gt;8-13 : Music isn't an important aspect of your life. You can easily live without it. In fact, a lot of the time you don't even notice it unless it's really loud, which is something you detest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14-19 : You enjoy music. You have a number of artist whom you really enjoy, but you are open to listening to a wide variety of songs and are mostly tolerant of other people's taste in music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-24 : Music is your life. It not only affects how you feel each day, it also influences your friendship and life choices. You could spend hours talking about your favourite artists and their albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the 14-19 group. Which are you? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-1975642195004298771?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1975642195004298771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/head-case-can-you-live-without-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/1975642195004298771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/1975642195004298771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/head-case-can-you-live-without-music.html' title='Head Case - Can you live without music?'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8736489077813064981</id><published>2009-05-23T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:47:50.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INTI 2</title><content type='html'>And... this was the reply from someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Izzit you too sien adi with INTI?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Maybe coz you never ever study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Always shake leg and "wah  pei si" (digging nose)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;24/7 at CC play DOTA or  L4D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;U  say ask money from daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;daddy ask you ask  mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;at last work so hard to support you  already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;WHAT U DID?? Yaya write sohai stuff about  INTI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;you nothing better to do ar really?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;You say INTI lift always  mati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;you KING KONG ar kenot walk, too  heavy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;if INTI guard look like monkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;you look like more like "yat pek si" (a piece o shit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;and so you say "INTI  don't love me" (right!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;coz you really "mou yok  yi" (cureless)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;so no matter how u mati-mati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;your results FOREVER E E E!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;All they need is money  (yes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Well, thanks to you idiots pay money but never  study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;The lecturers teach like bugs bunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Sumore you say they so  lousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;MAYBE its because u never ever listen  properly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;sit behind there talk cock story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;U complain complain INTI  no tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;All because they want to save money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;YOU LEH? throw rubbish sana-sini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Sit in room play game tak  pernah mandi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;You don't feel hot oso smelly until  mati!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Told you already u only know how to waste money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Parents give u money but you play tai tee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Own self say don't want to study, Blame INTI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Of coz la you forever kaki judi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Coz you got no life, no  job, no money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;WHOLE COLLEGE LIFE WASTED IN INTI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Since u entered INTI you  can't see any leng lui lili sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;You very lengzhai ar that  girls want to see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Look at ur face oso all want to barf and  flee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;No wonder you no luck, forever "ta fei ji"  (jerking off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;FIRST you say lecturer like bugs  bunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;THEN you say u want to date them for  tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;U really 1500% gila babi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Hopeless, useless, something problem with your psychology!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Dr. Lim from SOLLA always  lan si?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;You jealous ar coz he got money drive  Benz-si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;How you all know his pucuk mati  already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;You gay tards got actually see??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;I  think its YOUR small koochi size that you should worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Yucks, yerr, bluek, petoooi.... YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Tan Yew Sing always said  his INTI got quality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;You know but then you don't agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;So its either your parents or you yourself gila babi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;You think like that, then WHAT THE F**K you doing in INTI???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;INTI motive just to earn  more money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;OF COZ LAR U THINK BUSINESS IS  CHARITY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;IF THEY DON'T PAY LECTURERS, WHO GOING TO TEACH  YOU ABC?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;you're not a waterfish larh, YOU'RE A BIG DUMB  WUSSY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;INTI SHARE IN KLSE can naik lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;now sumore partner with  Laureate group of university&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;too bad you're no longer  here to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;better off without you monkeys here in this  community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;good that you cabut lari,&lt;br /&gt;I BEG YOU PLEASEEE  JANGAN KEMBALI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;students of INTI noway to lari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Coz here too happening  with clubs and society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;already pay money might  as well happy happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;No need to write stupid things about  INTI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;If you so good write poems better go be an MC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Don't mess with PROUD INTI students like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;So far come all the way,wa ipoh mali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;We all know at the end we  still love INTI!&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/2682338658660017289-8736489077813064981?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8736489077813064981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/inti-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8736489077813064981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8736489077813064981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/inti-2.html' title='INTI 2'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-6505840420104510339</id><published>2009-05-23T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:09:58.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INTI</title><content type='html'>Ok, i get this from Eugene Gan's blog. I read it and it was funny and refreshing. sooo, i am gonna post it here. LOLX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I love INTI&lt;br /&gt;But INTI loves my  money&lt;br /&gt;I ask money from daddy&lt;br /&gt;But daddy asks mummy&lt;br /&gt;Mummy goes to  INTI&lt;br /&gt;And find out why INTI's so greedy&lt;br /&gt;The lift always mati&lt;br /&gt;And the  guards look like monkey&lt;br /&gt;That's why I started to hate INTI&lt;br /&gt;INTI don't love  me&lt;br /&gt;What for I love INTI&lt;br /&gt;All they need is money&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but money, money  and money&lt;br /&gt;The lecturers teach like bugs bunny&lt;br /&gt;No wonder they're so  lousy&lt;br /&gt;And their faces look so funny&lt;br /&gt;Like Talos the mummy&lt;br /&gt;Futhermore,  more more money flows to INTI&lt;br /&gt;But they never plant more trees&lt;br /&gt;All because  they want to save money&lt;br /&gt;Make all students feel hot to mati&lt;br /&gt;First I entered  INTI I got no kaki&lt;br /&gt;Later I found someone likes to play tai tee&lt;br /&gt;Then I  started don't want to study&lt;br /&gt;Here we can find a lot of kaki judi&lt;br /&gt;That's why  we must blame INTI&lt;br /&gt;Since I entered INTI I cant see any leng lui lili  sexy&lt;br /&gt;Even the lecturers are more pretty&lt;br /&gt;I always want to date them for  tea&lt;br /&gt;But I always kejar they always lari&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Lim from SOLLA always lan  si&lt;br /&gt;People said his pucuk already mati&lt;br /&gt;Even Viagra also tak boleh  jadi&lt;br /&gt;That's why loh people say he is 'cc'&lt;br /&gt;He likes to tell jokes to  everybody&lt;br /&gt;But his joke never funny&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people thinks that his  crazy&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Lim so pity&lt;br /&gt;INTI's toilets really smelly&lt;br /&gt;No water no  api&lt;br /&gt;Even you haven't pee&lt;br /&gt;You want to lari&lt;br /&gt;Always complain they also say  soli soli&lt;br /&gt;Tan yew sing always said his INTI got quality&lt;br /&gt;Instead everyone  knows they are lousy&lt;br /&gt;INTI motive just to earn more money&lt;br /&gt;So that they can  pay lecturers salary&lt;br /&gt;And INTI share in KLSE can naik lagi&lt;br /&gt;Waterfish like  us always press by INTI&lt;br /&gt;Just to tipu more more money&lt;br /&gt;That is all the story  about INTI&lt;br /&gt;Which loves money&lt;br /&gt;But after all I still come to INTI&lt;br /&gt;To  contribute money&lt;br /&gt;(u r not in INTI?&lt;br /&gt;u r very lucky&lt;br /&gt;coz INTI cant bluff  ur money&lt;br /&gt;just cabut n jangan kembali~!!)&lt;br /&gt;Student of INTI&lt;br /&gt;noway to  lari&lt;br /&gt;already jadi SuiYee (waterfish)&lt;br /&gt;plz tell everybody&lt;br /&gt;jangan kena  tipu lagi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-6505840420104510339?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6505840420104510339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/inti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6505840420104510339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6505840420104510339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/inti.html' title='INTI'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8752388491431109376</id><published>2009-05-23T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T03:29:30.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol</title><content type='html'>Woah~~~ Kris Allen won!!! yesh! i've been his fan since i saw him on tv. he is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sooo&lt;/span&gt; handsome and talented!!! If he wasn't married, i might turn gay. but too bad, he's married ): kekeke... And, the results show. i was blown away. There were soo many fantastic perfomances from various artist! Black Eye Peas, Lionel Ritchie, Jason Mraz, Kara Dioguardi, Keith Urban, Carlos Santana, David Cook. of coz, the two finalist - Kris Allen and Adam Lambert performed too. Kris duet with Keith Urban to perform Kiss-A-Girl. it's nice. and personally, i think Kris sang better than Keith. No offence dude. (: Adam sang some rock song with the band KISS. overall, it was good. To me, the best performance was by ex-American Idol, David Cook. He sang "Permanent", a song written by himself - meant to be dedicated to his late brother, Adam Cook who died of brain cancer. The lyrics was nice and meaningful. His voice + his emotions made that song sound heavenly. Peace be with u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, guess where i ate my lunch?              At Muar! i ate the assam fish!!! deeelicious man... hehehe... and dirt cheap some more. We ordered :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assam fish (of coz), Ang Zhou&lt;br /&gt;Sotong sambal&lt;br /&gt;Cai xin&lt;br /&gt;Fried oyster with egg&lt;br /&gt;4 cans of drinks&lt;br /&gt;5 batang otak-otak&lt;br /&gt;8 plates of rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total sum is only RM 60!!! imagine that -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S left one more week of exam! 10 more papers! Yahoo!!! Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8752388491431109376?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8752388491431109376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8752388491431109376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8752388491431109376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol.html' title='American Idol'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-7578370379513246711</id><published>2009-05-17T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T07:34:45.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foods</title><content type='html'>FOODS! I LOVE FOODS! I mean who doesn't right? However, T.T food is making me fat. i mean, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am &lt;/span&gt;already fat, but food just make me fatter. how do i noe? Evidence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Clothes that are loose fitting once (3 months ago) has become body hugging.&lt;br /&gt;2. CNY jeans, which i bought a size bigger. Last time, need to use belt so it won't fall off. Now i can save the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;3. My mom and sis says so.&lt;br /&gt;4. My ama says so.&lt;br /&gt;5. My uncles and aunties says so.&lt;br /&gt;6. When i look myself in the mirror, i can c my head on a 4-months pregnant woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact it's making me fatter, i still eat a lot. and now, i am eating pineapple cubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/ShAdbS6OSEI/AAAAAAAAABs/VsKaXCWcXGg/s1600-h/Image331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/ShAdbS6OSEI/AAAAAAAAABs/VsKaXCWcXGg/s200/Image331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336797913203755074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          Mom made this, coz she noes this is the only way i'll eat pineapples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Monsters Inc. and it's sooo cute!!! so funny!!! so silly!!!! so childish!!! it makes me think back of my kiddie days. hehehe...&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/_UFvKQnVZn3k/ShAgDpKMctI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D8oACVzpcIM/s1600-h/monsters_inc11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/ShAgDpKMctI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D8oACVzpcIM/s200/monsters_inc11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336800805394346706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       WE SCARE BECAUSE WE CARE&lt;br /&gt;                                                       The Theme for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monsters, Inc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Happy Belated Teacher's Day! Hope u will have a burdenless year by giving less hw. +)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without Wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-7578370379513246711?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7578370379513246711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/foods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7578370379513246711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/7578370379513246711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/foods.html' title='Foods'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/ShAdbS6OSEI/AAAAAAAAABs/VsKaXCWcXGg/s72-c/Image331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-6771474492137124960</id><published>2009-05-15T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:01:43.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>Aikz, macam sudah tahun lepas i blog lerhh... which definitely means, it's been a while since i last bloggeed. hehehe... so sorry to readers (if i have any). been busy lerh, got Mid Year exams. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My er-jie gonna buy me an i touch!!!! which is soooo cool. seriously, she pestered me into agree-ing her for her to buy for me. hehehe... and i am gonna get my name engraved onto the phone. Laser-engraved. Sounds cool eh? salivating coz of envy? hehehehhe.... SPM pun belum start, i sudah ada present. Wakakakaka.... Itouch has many applications lerhh.... My most favourite is Midomi. It's an application whereby, whenever u have a tune or sentence of a song that keeps rewinding in ur head. But unfortunately u dunno what song is it. Frustrating right? well, not anymore! Just hum or sing the song/tune to the itouch, wait a few secs and .. voila!!! It tells u the artiste and the title of the song! cool eh?   when i told Miss Freak, T.T it seems long ago got this thing liaw in Sony d phone. Tracker Id. i am clearly outdated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch Armaggedon. and i simply lurveee it! although i watch umpteen times liaw. but i still like it! it's cool + the song, I Don't Want to Miss A Thing - Aerosmith, is sooo simply nice!!! the lyrics, the vocals, the music. aikz &gt;&lt; Speaking of music, i love Kris Allen from American Idol season 8 too!!!! i like his Apologise and Heartless. super nice lo he sing. but dunno y, many ppl prefer Adam Lambert. maybe because he is a gay? no offence. Just a joke. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i found my life partner. Boa Kwon!!! The Korean singer. i vowed i will always remember her for the rest of my life. aikz, her songs, beautifully sung! her vocals! and, she is sooo friggin beautiful (: i dreamed of her everyday. and mind u, not perverted that kind, is admire. -.- i ain't like some freak who dreams about singlet-wearing guys till feel like kissing them. Now that's what u call perverted. (: uh-oh, time for my weekly dose of Dota. tata~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S good luck everyone for ur mid year!!! study gao gao now, and play gao gao after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-6771474492137124960?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6771474492137124960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6771474492137124960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6771474492137124960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8039853961516424616</id><published>2009-05-01T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:50:35.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutants : Wolverine</title><content type='html'>OK.... i've decided. no more engineering for me. i wanna be a mutant. yeap... a mutant. humans with powers. uh-huh. Erm... u guys watch X-men? yea, i wanna be like them (except for the fat guy who eats a lot) (: i was thinking which mutant i might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Maybe i could just insert adamantium inside my body just like wolverine did... but then i think it'll hurt a lot and my survival rate would be .... 0? so not this one...&lt;br /&gt;2. Cyclops??? Yea... maybe. super powerful lasers coming out from the eyes. but then, it's a lil tad powerful. scary. better not. however, i shud buy red sunglasses just in case (:&lt;br /&gt;3. Gambit? now now... this is quite a good choice. he's cool. handsome. kind. he uses cards to fight. as in throw and they explode. but, mom always told me that gambling is not good. so, i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;4. Agent Zero? well, his gun-wielding skills are cool. but he's rotten. NO&lt;br /&gt;5. Wade. yea, he is most likeable. the way he swings the sword. he even cut a bullet into two. he's way cool. too bad he talks a lot ):&lt;br /&gt;6. The diamond-body gal. nope. i dun have large breasts. plus i dun think i look good in diamond body -.-&lt;br /&gt;7. Victor. Considering back number 3. sounds better.&lt;br /&gt;8. Deadpool. staying as i am sounds much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i've decided. i wanna be .... my ownself. i'll developed my own powers (: as for what is it. i ain't gonna tell u. it's so powerful i am not going to tell anyone, in case some government ppl kidnap me for my DNA to do some experiment. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax,&lt;br /&gt;B@bOOn~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8039853961516424616?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8039853961516424616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/mutants-wolverine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8039853961516424616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8039853961516424616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/05/mutants-wolverine.html' title='Mutants : Wolverine'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-333120774738327547</id><published>2009-04-24T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:49:41.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories Of Nobody</title><content type='html'>This is a very meaningful song. My top favorite since i first listened to it. It's taken from the first movie of Bleach. Namely, Memories of Nobody. ~Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcome the Thousands of Nights&lt;br /&gt;Vocals: Aqua Timez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be loved, but you don’t seem to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wander within that repetition&lt;br /&gt;I found one answer; that even if I’m scared, even if I’m hurt&lt;br /&gt;I can say “I love you” to the person who I love&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me? Or not love me?&lt;br /&gt;As for things like that, it’s already fine either way&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I wish&lt;br /&gt;There are many unchangeable things in this world, right?&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, and because only the fact of my loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is the truth unchangeable by anyone&lt;br /&gt;I want to overcome the thousands of nights and tell it to you&lt;br /&gt;There is something that I must tell you&lt;br /&gt;I want to be loved, but you don’t seem to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wander within that repetition&lt;br /&gt;I found one answer; that even if I’m scared&lt;br /&gt;Even if I’m hurt, I can say “I love you” to the person who I love&lt;br /&gt;It’s scary to turn my feelings into words&lt;br /&gt;But I can say “I love you” to the person who I love&lt;br /&gt;In this broad world, I can’t express the joy of encountering you with words&lt;br /&gt;So we smile, sing about the vividly passing autumn in do-re-mi&lt;br /&gt;Turn our backs on winter, wait for the sunlight streaming through trees in spring&lt;br /&gt;And become reborn anew, so that we can protect someone&lt;br /&gt;On the path we came from and our destination, when we looked back, I’d always have timid eyes&lt;br /&gt;I want to face you, but I can’t be honest&lt;br /&gt;I, who repeated days of not being able to straightforwardly love my partner&lt;br /&gt;And hated being alone on that day&lt;br /&gt;Seemed to love people while unwounded&lt;br /&gt;I’ll overcome the thousands of nights and go meet you now&lt;br /&gt;There is something that I must tell you&lt;br /&gt;I want to be loved, but you don’t seem to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wander within that repetition&lt;br /&gt;I found one answer; that even if I’m scared&lt;br /&gt;Even if I’m hurt, I can say “I love you” to the person who I love&lt;br /&gt;Even if those thoughts aren’t fulfilled, I can say “I love you” to the person who I love&lt;br /&gt;It’s the most wonderful thing in this world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-333120774738327547?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/333120774738327547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/memories-of-nobody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/333120774738327547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/333120774738327547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/memories-of-nobody.html' title='Memories Of Nobody'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4569693455053867158</id><published>2009-04-24T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:47:10.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>studies</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to study since, erm, 40 mins ago? i felt like starting on Bio. and i did. However, i've been staring at the same page, which is the diagrammatic part when starting a new chapter that page. i was daydreaming, of what, i dunno -.- Oh ya, i dunno for u guys out there. But i have a weird thing. Whenever i study, i seem to find everything else around me very interesting. For eg, i took the racquet for hitting mosquittoes and i examined it closely. i even took my scissors to poke it just to c the sparks coming out. lame sial... when i snap out of my daydreaming, i tot i had studied a lot -.- weird sial~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scouts were having their annual camp. i wanted to join, but i tot mom wont allow. mana tau, she say can go. zadao.. so i went to visit lo whenever i have the free time. It's fun. they got 57 participants, and 40 form 5 ppl in charge. LOL... hahha... when at the camp, u can c the serious side of certain ppl. woahh, i was genuinely frightened of some. super serious arh they all.... hahahha... but then the next min, u can c them laughing their heads off. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la... i really need to study now. as am going to join them tonight. they having BBQ. i just wanna help barbeque. not gonna eat coz i din pay and some more, on a diet (who am i kidding?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without wax,&lt;br /&gt;~B@bOoN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4569693455053867158?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4569693455053867158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/studies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4569693455053867158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4569693455053867158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/studies.html' title='studies'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2006800505068297855</id><published>2009-04-19T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T07:38:07.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Pounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Ses2y9ANRYI/AAAAAAAAABk/BVUQo86Sb_c/s1600-h/200px-Seven_Pounds_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Ses2y9ANRYI/AAAAAAAAABk/BVUQo86Sb_c/s200/200px-Seven_Pounds_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326411233292535170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Pounds. A heart-warming movie i just watched. It's about Will Smith playing a character on the road to redemption. He has a dark secret which he felt guilty about. He set out to help 7 strangers who are in difficulty. Giving them hope and a new life. It's a very very nice show. He sacrificed everything for the 7 strangers. i almost cried. no joke. must watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~B@boon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S get a box of tissues just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/cho/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-2006800505068297855?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2006800505068297855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/7-pounds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2006800505068297855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2006800505068297855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/7-pounds.html' title='7 Pounds'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/Ses2y9ANRYI/AAAAAAAAABk/BVUQo86Sb_c/s72-c/200px-Seven_Pounds_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-3392327158913985539</id><published>2009-04-18T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T07:02:15.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>List of movies i am 100% gonna watch</title><content type='html'>(in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Transformers : Revenge of the Fallen&lt;br /&gt;2. X-men Origin : Wolverine&lt;br /&gt;3. Star Trek&lt;br /&gt;4. The Unborn&lt;br /&gt;5. The international&lt;br /&gt;6. GI Joe&lt;br /&gt;7. Taken&lt;br /&gt;8. 12 Rounds&lt;br /&gt;9. Mall Cop&lt;br /&gt;10. Confessions of a Shopaholic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-3392327158913985539?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3392327158913985539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/list-of-movies-i-am-100-gonna-watch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3392327158913985539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3392327158913985539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/list-of-movies-i-am-100-gonna-watch.html' title='List of movies i am 100% gonna watch'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2296880989521868580</id><published>2009-04-18T06:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:16:56.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing</title><content type='html'>Yea... watched it in the afternoon with sis. (: at 1.30 pm, went to eat MCD. w00ts, ordered Double Cheeseburger and sis ordered Fillet-o-fish. Spicy MCD was for mom. BUT, mom was scared of being fat while sis scared of pimples. -.- so in the end, i practically ate everything. well, not everything but most of it. Sigh.. there goes my dieting plan. Deng! anywayz, wilian and her 2 frens were going to watch too at the same time. but then we din meet -.- Knowing (a movie) has been shown in cinema for ages so it's no suprise hardly got ppl got to watch it. in fact, big cinema seems dead. very very few ppl. i think only less than 20 ppl went to watch Knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing is, to me, kind of thought-provoking, touching and quite grim movie. i couldn't bring myself to smile or laugh genuinely even when there's a short laughable scene -.- Frankly, i jumped on my seat several times during this movie. It was aderaline pumping, this show. yea, it is. especially during the plane crash scene, i was gripping my chair handle. i can almost feel i my heart beating out! -.- and then there was the subway incident. throughout that scene, i fall back leaning on my seat, holding my breath like i'm sitting on a scary and crazy roller-coaster ride. No joke man.... Hahahha, starting of the show when they were showing about the past. My sister and i tot, "Are we watching the right show, knowing? How come it is soo like The Unborn?" the starting was kinda creepy.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it's a nice show. Not so good for the weak-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got back from the movie, i was friggin tired. i decided to slp for an hour b4 taking a bath. BUT i was fated NOT to slp. i barely slept for a few mins i will always be woken up by sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hp got msg. (forgivable as she is replyin my las msg)&lt;br /&gt;2. Sis came in. -.-&lt;br /&gt;3. Mom closes gate.&lt;br /&gt;4. MOm shouts for sis.&lt;br /&gt;5. this time, i really was going to slp when suddenly........&lt;br /&gt;"I DUN WANT A BOYFREN! I NEED A REAL MAN, REAL MAN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis was singing in the shower. DAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all... bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S pray my sis doesn't c this. she's gonna kill me. Literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-2296880989521868580?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2296880989521868580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/knowing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2296880989521868580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2296880989521868580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/knowing.html' title='Knowing'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2274693768797187409</id><published>2009-04-17T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:16:01.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things, So little to write.</title><content type='html'>Yea.. i dunno y, so many things are happening, yet i dunno what to write. maybe i have what they usually call, writer's block (: MWAHHAHA... Anywayz, tomorrow da-jie might bring me go out watch Knowing at BP Mall in the afternoon. Yesh, finally can watch liaw. been wanting to watch that movie since i saw its trailer, which is 2 weeks ago? Hehexx... eh no, make it 3. Or 4. i can't remember. it's quite long ago. Aikz, &gt;&lt; memory is failing me man... i still remember a few days ago (woah! *claps* i remembered sumthin!).... What was it already ah? Crap........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thinking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(getting it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(saw images)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(got it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked for my handphone &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EVERYWHERE.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I repeat, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EVERYWHERE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;only to find it in my pocket. i did not tot of using my house phone to call my hp. Dun ask me y i din do that. Just don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today i did some thinking while idling. Teenagers in 2009 are totally different from last time. and i mean really last time, as in our father's and grandpa's time. their definition of words are super different. Last time, when they say want to rest, they'll rest, u noe, etc. etc... now leh? c below (applies to most teenagers i noe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest      - Playing computer games which are stressful and super exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Study   - Sitting and staring at the book for 1 hour. (during every 10 mins interval short breaks are taken)&lt;br /&gt;Sleep    - Msg, watch tv or listen to music till dozing off...&lt;br /&gt;School   - During lessons : able to listen to teacher for 20 mins b4 napping with a book in front of u.&lt;br /&gt;                 During recess : staying in class and joking with frens while ignoring prefects threatens and warnings. (food consumed b4 and during lessons)&lt;br /&gt;                 Free periods  : Havoc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty much of it. I noe it's lame but, i have nothing to write -.- anywayz, it's my blog so i can write anything i want. Ooopsss, eyelids drooping... nightttssssssss~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2682338658660017289-2274693768797187409?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2274693768797187409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-many-things-so-little-to-write.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2274693768797187409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2274693768797187409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-many-things-so-little-to-write.html' title='So many things, So little to write.'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-3705248681548549269</id><published>2009-04-15T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:48:30.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updating (:</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since i updated. seriously, procrastination is really a thief of time. everytime wanna blog, i always think, "ahhh, lazy la, tomorrow la." everyday same thinking -.-  If procrastination is a thief, i wonder what the police are doing??? aren't they gonna do sumthin to catch it. i mean, it's a thief right? Police &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are &lt;/span&gt;suppose to catch theives, right? Left? -.- anywayz, these few days were uneventful. well, went to KL last weekend. Aunt Carol got lotsa better. yippe~~~ and, my sis and her bf brought me to 1 Utama to watch Fast and Furious 4. And, sumthin really broke my heart ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, few days back b4 going kl, i bought a Hp accessory at Square 1. i friggin love it. Rm2.90. It has wordings, "Smile Brings Happiness". the moment i saw it, i just liked it. BUT, i barely had it for a week, i lost it in 1 utama. apparently, it got detached from my hp and fell out from my pocket. ): Smileeee where are you??? i really hope that it comes back on its own (being stoopid). nvm la, hope the store got another one. tee hee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, 2 days ago, in da afternoon, i sudd had fever. i slept at night, 8pm, woke up at 12 am, vomitted my dinner. then, went back to slp. next morning, i felt like my limbs are going to fall off. whole body ache. but still had to go school. Aikz. AND, it seems that i am not the only one sick. Wee Chuan also vomitted and fever, he went home early. Aikz, i dinno i was so influential. Dickson also had fever, i think yst. Anywayz. going to eat dinner. tata~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-3705248681548549269?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3705248681548549269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/updating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3705248681548549269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3705248681548549269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/updating.html' title='updating (:'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-3391482011052474077</id><published>2009-03-29T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T08:29:40.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~TESTS~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;T.T tomorrow i am taking 5 papers. i think. i 2 days din go for test. hehe... coz scrabble and tennis. (: scrabble was in SMKA. we won. but taht is not the point. IMPORTANT IS! teacher belanja us eat MCD. woah! it was still mcvalue lunch time. hehe... Pn. Rafeah paid for us. (: then after eating first set, we still like hungry (pls be reminded that we're boys who are growing). left 5 mins then the mcvalue end, so we hurry hurry go buy. as Chee seng was about to pay, Pn. Suzi came in to MCD and said, " Go away! I pay, i pay!!!" at that moment, our eyes were surprised, but our hearts are leaping with joy (:  hahahhahas.... oh ya, she belanja us ice-cream too.... B4 and during eating the burgerss, friess and drinks, we were happy. but after that, we could barely move our butt. stomach too heavy. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la, tomorrow test, continue next time. -.- short eh? tataz~&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/2682338658660017289-3391482011052474077?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3391482011052474077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/tests.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3391482011052474077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3391482011052474077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/tests.html' title='~TESTS~'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-700667886949125498</id><published>2009-03-09T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T04:12:55.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~KL~</title><content type='html'>Me just back from Kl. Visited Aunt Carol. ): 3 weeks ago, she had an operation on her brain. take out the stupid growth. But thanks God manyak-manyak it is not cancerous. huhuhu... she is recuperating lo. The doc said, it damaged some neurons (wonder what is that) so basically she has to relearn everything like a baby. Of coz, not start from crawling la -.- i arrived at 8 pm on saturday. last minute decision to go to Kl d... On Sunday, uncle peter and family (Aunt Carol's family) came to the hospital to acc her the whole day. And, of coz, kean meng was there too... i helped uncle peter take the bags to the ward. i said, i teman the baby (kean meng) walk as he walks slow. babies ma... on da way to the ward got 7-11. thirsty so i bought the milo, packet de. my hands full so i asked baby to help me take. So, walk lo we two to the ward. uncle peter and family walked first. when reached ward i wanna drink, so :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Boy, where is my Milo?&lt;br /&gt;Baby: Habis...&lt;br /&gt;Me: huh? habis?&lt;br /&gt;Baby: me minum finish. finish. no more.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *smacks forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he drank my milo T.T hahahhas, cute la he. =) my aunt's improving. she looks better. got a lil bot response. goody~~~  oh ya, my aunt's room got another patient, malay. her husband. funny guy. the patient's relative said, after discharged can go honeymoon with the husband. The husband say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"betul betul, kita beli honey, lepas tu sama-sama tengok moon. Romantic kan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays - a period to rest and no work done. the defination.&lt;br /&gt;obviously our school illiterate. Arranging our PK 1 AFTER holidays, which means they expect us to study DURING the hols! URGH!!! super hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during holidays : have to study and study and study&lt;br /&gt;after holidays    : Test and scrabble competition!( and we not yet practised... at all)&lt;br /&gt;1st April             : MSSD tennis. WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*prayerssss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i need it a lot =D... gtg.. tata~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-700667886949125498?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/700667886949125498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/kl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/700667886949125498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/700667886949125498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/kl.html' title='~KL~'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-5939443056472360115</id><published>2009-03-06T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:34:04.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy</title><content type='html'>yooo, Jimmy Lau -.- friggin infamous. tagline : I will sue u! well, i mentioned about his becoz of an incident around 3 days ago. ahhahas, during BM period. Cikgu Siti Aminah gave us work to do. me and my frens doing halfway, suddenly Jimmy shouted. we looked up lo, then he went out. i asked my malay frens. -.- they locked his bag with a padlock. then jimmy cannot open his bag. when he went out to find teacher, the malays unlocked the padlock. hahhaas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu Samadi came in with Jimmy. Jimmy was babbling away about ppl sabo him and stuffs. when he wanted to show En. Samadi the lock, there was none. the whole class erupted in laughter. we said, he was dreaming, crazy fella. hahhas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, nothing happen lo. another boring day~~~ ): went for tennis this afternoon. freaking hot!!! it was like in da oven. it's been quite some time since i last went under the sun. so, it's ok. haih... gonna slp now. nightss =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-5939443056472360115?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5939443056472360115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/jimmy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5939443056472360115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5939443056472360115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/jimmy.html' title='Jimmy'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4529958149149046708</id><published>2009-02-26T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T07:39:18.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamond covered forest ground.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Diamond covered forest ground...&lt;/h1&gt;         &lt;p&gt;that sky is so crisp close to home,&lt;br /&gt;every perfection is visible,&lt;br /&gt;the constellations are in full fashion and many shapes and sizes.&lt;br /&gt;they are immaculately placed,&lt;br /&gt;planned to make you envy,&lt;br /&gt;and wish someone to share the very moment with you.&lt;br /&gt;my ground is covered in glitter in white colors,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes oranges.&lt;br /&gt;in day time the world is white.&lt;br /&gt;strictly.&lt;br /&gt;in the evening,&lt;br /&gt;a wonderland shimmers on tips of pines and drives. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4529958149149046708?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4529958149149046708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/02/diamond-covered-forest-ground.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4529958149149046708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4529958149149046708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/02/diamond-covered-forest-ground.html' title='Diamond covered forest ground.'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4653007773781559645</id><published>2009-02-26T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T07:19:12.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining</title><content type='html'>So much water in the sky. Rain all day. hahahas.... It's nice, rather than having a bright, hot, round sun shining. friggin hot. Hot until i can sweat while having shower. Ok, that's stupid -.- even if i do really sweat when i shower, i wouldn't noe. coz my body's wet anywayz. (what the heck am i talking?) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOmorrow not even a single prefect will be at school. Most went for camp. School with no prefects = Havoc! hahaha... but then, i form 5 d, shud retire, leave the job of creating havoc to juniors =D i just supervise. bwahahha... Btw, this one whole week no english teacher. Shuang dao!!! haha... oh ya!!!! i jsut remembered!!!! Our english teacher (Miss Ho) said the most stupid thing -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. Ho   : So, next week i will not be around. make sure u do the hw i gave u.&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;(everyone went YAY! YAhoo!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soh Bally   : Teacher, next week u will not be around la? Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. Ho        : I will not be A ROUND. (walk towards blackboard and drew a square) I will be a SQUARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone : Walao! Zadao! Ma de, hao len arh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ho, u r really a good air conditioner =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha... tata ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4653007773781559645?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4653007773781559645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/02/raining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4653007773781559645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4653007773781559645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/02/raining.html' title='Raining'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8424797778405457773</id><published>2009-02-22T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T06:26:04.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>loll... when i looked at my last post, i had a shock. this blog has been dead since CNY. XD... i've been lazy to blog. eh, even i enter my blog address also susah. hahha... so many things to write, so little time -.- Sports Day ended ard... kinda sad, miss the fun of cheering for my frens and Abu Bakar!!! and also, dun forget - sunbathing. hehhe... abu bakar came in 2nd. lost to jaafar. but then, it's nice. btw, tarik tali abu bakar champion =D   no surprise actually. i mean, one look and u'll noe y. Below are the names and expected weight. it might weigh more -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participants:&lt;br /&gt;Elisha Philips - 80 kg&lt;br /&gt;Hoe Zhi Yen - 80 kg (he is big and tall not fat)&lt;br /&gt;Ketua Pengawas - 8?kg (our tanker and boulder, the one who stands behind)&lt;br /&gt;a chinese guy - weight not important, famous for very strong arms&lt;br /&gt;Toh Teng Long - around 85kg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, jaafar how to win? the 2nd round, jaafar lost within 5 secs. WTF? hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i went back, i looked like chocolate. -.- and my mom couldn't recognise my voice. hoarse from all the shouting. shoots, then mom suan me. C u study also not as ping ming as my shouting. Deng!!!! hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, noe about that Elizabeth Wong scandal thingie? She's totally the victim, and yet she has to resigned? wtf? damm stupid, sleeping in da nude is wrong? and.. did she tell her bf to take her pic and post it on public? she is being bullied enough, yet she has to endure some more pain? bring her bf to justice! not her! Grrrr.... what has become of this country's politics -.- well, i dare not say many, in case, i kena charged pulak. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to go up d. i can feel mom's gonna nag. let's call it instinct XD tata ~~~ as in bye bye, not tatabahasa -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8424797778405457773?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8424797778405457773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/02/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8424797778405457773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8424797778405457773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/02/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-5606577244419391793</id><published>2009-01-24T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T07:54:03.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong xi Gong xi ni!!!</title><content type='html'>Yippe!!!! CHinese new Year is here!!! or soon. anyways! it's da same!!! w00ts. super excited. i mean which chinese doesn't? Family gatherings, Ang Pows, delicious fooodsssss and lotsa fun!!! hahaha... every year, the best moments are CNY! no chinese could every deny that. i  bet my angpows. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will upload those those deeeelicious culprits who always make my diet plan fail - FOOD! hahha, reunion dinner we're doing DIY bbq, which we did last year. and the kids (not to mention some of the adults too) enjoyed it so much, they decided to have it again this year. BBQ chicken wings, sausages, nuggets. and also there's potluck. =D my ama cooking!!! her food is super delicious which puts all  chefs to shame if and only IF she remembers to put salt into her cooking. =D hope my mom will remind her. hahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought lotsa clothes this year!!!! hahahs, today bought one shoe. RM40. dirt cheap to me. walking shoes. it's super duper nice!!! hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        i wanna wish frens, family and everyone an early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy everyone!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-5606577244419391793?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5606577244419391793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/gong-xi-gong-xi-ni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5606577244419391793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5606577244419391793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/gong-xi-gong-xi-ni.html' title='Gong xi Gong xi ni!!!'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4552452754051891762</id><published>2009-01-22T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T07:33:15.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on line</title><content type='html'>Finally i get to blog. sorry for my absence, readers (if i have any). but this stupid streamyx keep on sleeping. i did everything i could and it still sleeps. but anywayz, even if got i also can't use. i can't believe it, 2 weeks of school nia already so hectic! urgh! especially hw, omg, it gives me the creeps. some of my frens, well, they are really kind-hearted (in a way). To them, by not doing hw, they are helping the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their logic - Teachers need to mark hw, correct? if less hw, means less things to be marked which also leads to lesser burden and thus relieving the teachers from stress. Hmmm, actually it does make sense. but dunno why, our teachers dun understand the kind-heartedness of us students. sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a blink of an eye, it's soon to be CNY.  Gong xi gong xi ni! hahahas, it's kinda exciting. meeting with cousins, ang pows and FOOD!!! ahhaha... went to kl last week to shop for clothes. and we ( me, James, sis and mom) ate sushi at sushi-zen. w00ts!!! it was deeeelicious. and it's friggin cheap to me. coz the food in bp double at sushi zen, wtf?? hahahs... i ate till i can't even stuff myself one grain of rice. ok, that's a lil bit exxagerating. loll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aihsss, need to slp now. denggg, tomrrow cross country! wish me luck ya!!!! yippeee~~~ my frens calling me the kao-pe de or the sot one. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4552452754051891762?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4552452754051891762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-on-line.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4552452754051891762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4552452754051891762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-on-line.html' title='Back on line'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-548763819261052014</id><published>2009-01-11T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T06:25:46.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New beginning</title><content type='html'>Yeap. A new year, new class, new teachers and some new frens =D. Form 5 stressful year. SPM -.-&lt;br /&gt;wanted to blog on friday. but line sux on friday and saturday and sunday morning. only 40 mins b4 i wanna slp it became stable. wtf??? @#$%^&amp;amp;*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/1/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 6.30 morning which was a far cry from my usual waking time of 10. it's a school day, what to do? T.T i went to school to find out i will be sitting with Chee Seng!!!! mwahahha, it's playtime =D joking la. first day already give homework -.- nothing much actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/1/09 - 9/1/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, tuition, homework, slp.&lt;br /&gt;School, tuition, homework, slp.&lt;br /&gt;School, tuition, homework, slp.&lt;br /&gt;School, tuition, homework, slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwakaka, that's practically my schedule. 0.0 say no to SPM. GRRRR.... btw i am in Abu Bakar house d. Stupid school go and cancel off my house. t.t SADDENING! lol... yesterday night played squash for the first time with sandeep, chee seng, and venes. While i was playing a match with chee seng. i was getting ready to return the ball. suddenly, *whoosh* a thing flew and hit my cheek. my specs flew. -.- it was chee seng's racquet. swing to hard to hit the ball and lose his grip. lucky is a mere graze nia. and my cheeks and specs are fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la, need to slp. -.- tired. nights -D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-548763819261052014?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/548763819261052014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/548763819261052014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/548763819261052014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginning.html' title='New beginning'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-8555787837822095057</id><published>2009-01-03T22:30:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:30:40.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>At Explosm.net Jurassic period offers a whole new meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/1368/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Matt/jeff-goldblum-is-watching-you-menstruate.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-8555787837822095057?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8555787837822095057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8555787837822095057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/8555787837822095057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2550759074360442707</id><published>2009-01-03T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:29:04.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPLOSM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/495/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Kris/penis0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-2550759074360442707?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2550759074360442707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/explosm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2550759074360442707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2550759074360442707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/explosm.html' title='EXPLOSM!'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2856928306549587119</id><published>2009-01-03T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T08:42:08.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never ever will i go tapao again</title><content type='html'>I am so so so paiseh la... I really dunno what was i thinking. &gt;&lt; it all started when i went out with sis to buy dinner. we went to dapao fishball mee near courts mammoth. Mom wanna eat that mee ma. so i ordered. The conversation goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ   : Auntie, wo yao dabao.&lt;br /&gt;AT : Dapao se mo?&lt;br /&gt;JJ  : Mian san bao, da bao, bu yao mian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last sentence literally translate into english is, 3 packets of mee, takeaway, without mee. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i intended to say without chili. urgh!!! what was i thinking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, pls, hold ur laughter and burst out after u read this short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today shall be the last day for me to online till so late. must really treasure every single moment. after today, which is sunday. must really be more mature and serious. which i kinda doubt. hahaha... but then, must d. SPM le, cannot play play. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la, wanna oi oi d. tired. nightss =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-2856928306549587119?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2856928306549587119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/never-ever-will-i-go-tapao-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2856928306549587119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2856928306549587119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/never-ever-will-i-go-tapao-again.html' title='Never ever will i go tapao again'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-6569116583524337572</id><published>2009-01-02T22:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:42:15.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy @_@</title><content type='html'>I think i am going crazy. It's been a few days since i last watched To Sir With Love. but the Poor poor victims are still in my mind. &gt;&lt; and i'm gonna tell u all how the killer killed those ppl. mwahahha... but under 3 conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st. DO NOT ever think i am a crazy pyscho, physco (how to spell? bah whatever!) that adores torture.&lt;br /&gt;2nd. DO NOT watch if ur the person who screams at the sight of a harmless cockroach.&lt;br /&gt;3rd. Prepare a pail beside u and enjoy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victim 1 : Slashed many times with blade. Then, tied to a chair with the mouth forced open by some device with u can find in Saw. Killer puts bladessssss onto his tongue, and pour hot water. making him swallow blades+hot water. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victim 2 :  A gal. Skin around eyes are stapled in such a way that she'll never close her eyes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victim 3 : Fat guy. Honey is placed in his ears. and ants are placed to crawl to the honey, which is in the ears. then battered to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victim 4: happened during a scuffle. eyes are pressed with full strength, causing it to bleed a lot and sunk in. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is friggin disgusting -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                             ~~ Year 2009~~&lt;br /&gt;Not that very excited though. Coz, need to put seatbelt when sitting behind T.T (well, it's for our own good) and SPM!!!! those dreadful 3 letters are haunting me everyday. well, not when i eat or play. =D i want to study hard and score well (but not as much as my mom). Sometimes i do wonder, is it me or my mom taking the exam. coz, she worries more than me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                               ~~resolutions~~&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;Erm... Just &lt;s&gt;2&lt;/s&gt; 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slim down&lt;br /&gt;Study everyday (Ha-Ha, spare me the laughter -.-|||)&lt;br /&gt;Complete &lt;s&gt;EVERY&lt;/s&gt; almost all school homework&lt;br /&gt;Be happy all year round =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year guys~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-6569116583524337572?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6569116583524337572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6569116583524337572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/6569116583524337572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/crazy.html' title='Crazy @_@'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-4234517131874462371</id><published>2008-12-31T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T05:46:57.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb dumb streamyx.</title><content type='html'>Crap la... Last few days cannot online. dumb dumb streamyx. due to raining also lo... hahaha.... and fixed my old but hardly use router+modem. now can many ppl online at the same time.hehehe... shuang! oh ya, my sis bf, James came. hehehe.... we bought 5 dvds to watch. Flood, L save the world, Roommate, The Coffin and To Sir, With Love. Last three dvds are korean movies, ghost and thriller. James' fav. and i admit, it's scary. The Coffin is erm.. so-so only. whereas, To Sir With Love - Gross, Roommate - scary. ahhhaa... we watched it at 11 or 12 NIGHT. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday was supposed to watch Yes Man, so went to big cinema. -.- zadao, reached there, got a sign. Closed until 7pm coz of awal muharram. First time heard cinema ambil cuti. o_o hahahas....&lt;br /&gt;sigh, tomorrow going school coz need registration. Damn!!!! some more wake up at so early lerh... normal time - 7. I noe i will sleep at 2, the earliest. Therefore i only have 5  hours of slp, OMG. hahahhassss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz, can't blog too long coz sis waiting to use. hrmmm... maybe later tonight or tomorrow afternoon. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-4234517131874462371?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4234517131874462371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2008/12/dumb-dumb-streamyx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4234517131874462371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/4234517131874462371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2008/12/dumb-dumb-streamyx.html' title='Dumb dumb streamyx.'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-3530899306846034919</id><published>2008-12-25T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T09:20:37.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day The Earth Stood Still</title><content type='html'>lol.. watched it today, eh no. yesterday, since it's past 12 d. keke... anywayz, it was nice! but mostly talking is done. it's more of a serious movie. so those who expect action-pack will be dissappointed. went to Big Cinema to watch with my mom and sis. Pacific mall was full of ppl. carpark full. basement also full. what la.. i really dunno whether malaysia ppl are illiterate or just plain idiotic. since the carpack is full, why can't they just wait? instead, they go park at lanes where cars shud be able to pass through. ermm... how to say neh. simply putting, they park on every possible places even when it's not a parking space. stupid. hai dao many cars cannot jalan. stupid idiots. -.- keke....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis going to KL tomorrow. so good. me neh. stuck at home. want go out bowling also cannot =( mom lo, dunno why she dun let. cheh... wakakka... i am currently addicted to One Step At A time by Jordin sparks. hahaha... i listen all the time, until even my mom say me. lolX~ btw, little nyonya is getting real depressing with each episodes. so depressing i dun really wanna watch -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SVPAKDo6K1I/AAAAAAAAABU/lSSZyg8v8Yk/s1600-h/Image226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SVPAKDo6K1I/AAAAAAAAABU/lSSZyg8v8Yk/s200/Image226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283778066843839314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss kean ming very much. my baby cousin &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;this is him!!!! kawaii neh. i love him a lot. he's such a cute baby &gt;&lt; i made a promise to myself to sayang him as much as possible! and he can now count to 5! yay! ehhe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also made chocolate tang yuan!!! dark chocolate flavour. it was deeeelicious. mom even praised me =D me and my wacky ingenious idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SVPAtssBOvI/AAAAAAAAABc/xEeKVW4xLfU/s1600-h/Image241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SVPAtssBOvI/AAAAAAAAABc/xEeKVW4xLfU/s200/Image241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283778679158160114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-3530899306846034919?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3530899306846034919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-earth-stood-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3530899306846034919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/3530899306846034919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-earth-stood-still.html' title='The Day The Earth Stood Still'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SVPAKDo6K1I/AAAAAAAAABU/lSSZyg8v8Yk/s72-c/Image226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-1430893414141335315</id><published>2008-12-22T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:01:51.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>troublesome!</title><content type='html'>Sheesh la... all these applications and blog thingies are really TROUBLESOME!!! &gt;&lt; style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even &lt;/span&gt;my blog address i also have to crack my head -.- i put many many names, eg. crazybaboon, fatbaboon, iamababoon -.- all unavailable. swt la... then suddenly i had an idea... hehehe.... why not "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;aplaceforcrappytalk"!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mwahahaha.... i gotta admit, i'm smart *beams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had my lunch. btw, Ocean Restaurant is offering set lunches. one person RM9. minimum 4 ppl. each person call one dish, free a soup. add rice and tea is FOC. dirt cheap. i always eat 3 bowls. heh.. and i always wonder why am i getting fatter -.-  tonight going futsal with chew and the rest. &gt;&lt; bringing my sis bf. hahha.. i borrowed him my old tennis shoes. fits him jusst nice. -DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog's dull. no pictures and all crappy talk. i will upload some for u soon, dun worry &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-1430893414141335315?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1430893414141335315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2008/12/troublesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/1430893414141335315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/1430893414141335315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2008/12/troublesome.html' title='troublesome!'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-5096032965453957810</id><published>2008-12-22T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:18:10.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid add -.-</title><content type='html'>I am beginning to think my blog add is a lil bit crude. -.- red-ass. ass seems a too rude. maybe buttocks more gentle? hehehe... or "piku" wakkaka!!! nvm. i dun care. just leave it as it is until someone complains. hahha... these few days din blog coz need to slp early. My er-jie d bf come to here ma on sunday, so he sleeps early (1 am). so i can't blog. but today i begged him to let me stay down to blog. for my readers, i will. -.- """&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothin much actually. watched Transporter 3... it was not bad actually. the main actor, my gawsh. 6 pads. =.= super muscular. and very cool too. especially when he strips while he fight ( actually it was uneccesary for him to do that.) ooooooooo so sexy!!!! everybody was turned on. heh.. it was me only. lolX -.- but anywayz, Ip Man it's da best of all movies. i swear. it's not Internet Protocal Man as many persumed. it's Ip Man, Master of Bruce Lee and Practioner of Wing Chun kung fu. his fighting style rox. i think he is a very funny man. hahaha... quite farnie the show. and Donnie Yen really acted his role very well lo. so smart &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, i think saturday, went to visit Neighbour's new house. Bungalow. it was friggin big. -.- i think 4 - 5 of my house combined is the size of the house and land. 16 air-cons, 5 panasonic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;59 &lt;/span&gt;inch flat screen tv, a gym room and build-in speakers in the whole house. and the list goes on. it was very impressive. house = 400k    renovation = 1.3 million. go figure how nice it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la, wanna slp. btw, dark chocolate tang yuan is very nice. ehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-5096032965453957810?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5096032965453957810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2008/12/stupid-add.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5096032965453957810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/5096032965453957810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2008/12/stupid-add.html' title='stupid add -.-'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682338658660017289.post-2044360769709524795</id><published>2008-12-19T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:01:16.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School nooO~~~</title><content type='html'>Calendars are a nono for me nowadays. &lt;s&gt;often&lt;/s&gt;,   always, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; leads to SPM. Those dread 3 letters. Grrrr.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna watch lil nyonya. so decided to drop by. haha... so not funny... XD. btw, the strikeout. =D i managed to do it. smart eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682338658660017289-2044360769709524795?l=aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2044360769709524795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2008/12/school-nooo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2044360769709524795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682338658660017289/posts/default/2044360769709524795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforcrappytalk.blogspot.com/2008/12/school-nooo.html' title='School nooO~~~'/><author><name>Mr.B@bOoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11761343322433045041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UFvKQnVZn3k/SqkCNAgNfUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/crBN6xrp3JY/S220/IMGP1478.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
