<?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-5405996699411891409</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:01:19.998Z</updated><category term='friendship'/><category term='Travel malaysia beaches'/><category term='Beliefs'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='interests'/><title type='text'>My life is an open book</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-2745590323268492011</id><published>2011-12-28T04:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-28T04:26:04.754Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel malaysia beaches'/><title type='text'>Malaysia</title><content type='html'>I like to think big, and make plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My past goals included:&lt;br /&gt;- Studying in Japan&lt;br /&gt;- Making friends from all over the world&lt;br /&gt;- Experience different cultures&lt;br /&gt;- Learn a foreign language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some of my future goals include:&lt;br /&gt;- Working overseas&lt;br /&gt;- Moving out of my parents place&lt;br /&gt;- Make my parents proud&lt;br /&gt;- To enjoy my work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I wont be able to achieve all my future goals, but just like my past goals, you win some and you lose some. I am pretty sure though that everyone sets some compulsory goals for themselves, or plans that have to be done in the future. Mine would be to end up back in Malaysia.&amp;nbsp;Even if by some chance I did not make it overseas, I still do want to live here eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment our country is pretty messed up, but aren't all countries messed up to their own locals? I still really like to stay here, although more important than that is I'd like even more to be able to get some overseas work experience. Mainly to help with me getting an even better job when I come back. So I'm sorry to most people if it seems like I want to leave this place so badly, it's only so I can have a better life when I eventually do come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people ask me why I didn't travel so much while I was overseas, it was only cause I had no interest to (well.. slightly because it was expensive). Honestly speaking I actually prefer seeing more of my own country, so if I had a choice to travel to a new place in a foreign country and taking a holiday somewhere nearby, I'd actually choose the latter. I love being next to water and the beaches around here aren't too bad. I wouldn't mind going to&amp;nbsp;neighboring&amp;nbsp;countries to see the beaches though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going anywhere else, I'm going to travel my own country! So the next time someone asks me what does Malaysia have, I'd know what to say. Also, I'll be able to bring my friends around to places outside of KL confidently! Time to start saving up some cash to travel my own land! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8T3HcH1Vd0/TvqZud9pGOI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AdHIZA2Ty48/s1600/Beaches_n_Islands_Main.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8T3HcH1Vd0/TvqZud9pGOI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AdHIZA2Ty48/s320/Beaches_n_Islands_Main.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Io_9tdSiHMs/TvqZv6fa58I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Cx6_NcYokcc/s1600/Pahang_Main.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Io_9tdSiHMs/TvqZv6fa58I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Cx6_NcYokcc/s320/Pahang_Main.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aszj0QWr1tM/TvqZwaSQfrI/AAAAAAAAAXU/9FqCuuj3ht4/s1600/Putrajaya_Main.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aszj0QWr1tM/TvqZwaSQfrI/AAAAAAAAAXU/9FqCuuj3ht4/s320/Putrajaya_Main.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR46LRC-r9o/TvqZxPofThI/AAAAAAAAAXc/VdAyWaYA50U/s1600/suggested_itineraries-Mount_Kinabalu_Summit_Trail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR46LRC-r9o/TvqZxPofThI/AAAAAAAAAXc/VdAyWaYA50U/s320/suggested_itineraries-Mount_Kinabalu_Summit_Trail.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pfft.. and they called me unpatriotic for not knowing how to speak Malay properly.... PPFFFFFFFTTTTT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-2745590323268492011?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2745590323268492011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=2745590323268492011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/2745590323268492011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/2745590323268492011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/malaysia.html' title='Malaysia'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8T3HcH1Vd0/TvqZud9pGOI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AdHIZA2Ty48/s72-c/Beaches_n_Islands_Main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-6995879828731026598</id><published>2011-04-01T11:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T11:00:29.345+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interests'/><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cwlQ5AR6giI/TZWf51oOGdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/fsv27kleWm8/s1600/music.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cwlQ5AR6giI/TZWf51oOGdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/fsv27kleWm8/s1600/music.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Ever since I got myself my precious headphones, I've been able to properly listen to music. I do love listening to music, be it chilled out music just to make a relaxing day even more perfect, some rap in the car while being stuck in a traffic jam, techno to pump me up through a&amp;nbsp;tedious maths question, or dancing in the club to RnB. I love all types of music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;As i was looking through some new songs that were out, I also like browsing through Youtube comments to see if there's anything interesting and I found this while listening to Bruno Mars:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Script taught me how to move on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greenday taught me﻿ that government's gonna fail someday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bruno Mars taught me to do anything for that one person I love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eminem taught me that life is hard but you can make﻿ it through&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Travis taught me to be﻿ generous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taylor Swift taught me﻿﻿ not every girl is going to treat me right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 Seconds to Mars taught me to speak whats on my mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michael﻿ Jackson taught me to always love the people around me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music taught me to live&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I love how music makes me feel =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&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/5405996699411891409-6995879828731026598?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6995879828731026598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=6995879828731026598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/6995879828731026598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/6995879828731026598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cwlQ5AR6giI/TZWf51oOGdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/fsv27kleWm8/s72-c/music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-7333025810551412723</id><published>2011-03-31T06:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T06:38:54.783+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beliefs'/><title type='text'>I make my own luck!</title><content type='html'>So I went to get a reading a few days ago. I don't usually believe these things. I also don't like listening to people who tell me how lucky or unlucky I'll be. I much prefer to make my own luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zq_AESZrZeA/TZIGt-f5kDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/KZeMDZwSNRE/s1600/make-your-own-luck-shamrock-shirt-590x442.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zq_AESZrZeA/TZIGt-f5kDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/KZeMDZwSNRE/s400/make-your-own-luck-shamrock-shirt-590x442.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So anyway, it all started when I was walking around with some friends who were visiting. They're looking for a shop where he could get a Jade bracelet. A friend of mine and his sister get their fortune for this year told. Their mom translated everything the lady was saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After both my friends got their fortunes told. The shopkeeper told them to buy things that will improve their luck, or that will counter their bad luck for the year. This is where I went "AHAH! so she is trying to sell something!" which proved what I thought about all these fortune tellers. They come up with this general story that can be applied to anyone, just to sell you something. I thought, now it was my turn to get my fortune told and now I had to come up with several reasons why I wasn't going to buy anything from her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She then went on telling me about my luck this coming year:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm very friendly and attract alot of people [hmm... ok, fair enough. She could be saying this to anyone though]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have alot of&amp;nbsp;opportunities, but i will just have to be less fussy about the things i choose. [well, obviously! if you lower your standards, you'll have more things to choose from]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once i set my mind to something, I will not change it no matter what people tell me. [If that's a nicer way of saying I'm stubborn, she's right...]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(at this point the shop lady tells my friends mom to stop telling me stuff before my head gets too big from hearing all the good things) [hahahha, she has a sense of humour too!]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I go out with people, they will expect me to pay [HAH! way off! I don't even have the money to pay for people!]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My year will be great after 1st of October 2011, I will achieve that which i dream of [wow.. that's pretty specific, maybe it's something in the chinese calendar or something, i wouldn't know. but wait.. does that mean my year's gonna be shit until then!!?!?!?]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will have to be very careful of who I attract. To keep the bad people away I will have to buy an Obsidian bracelet. [EHHH! i knew she was going to sell me something!!]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I was listening so closely to what she was saying about me that i completely forgot to think of excuses not to buy anything! My friend's mom then tries to convince me to buy it too! I knew something like this was going to happen! that's why I never like going into these shops! After awhile though, the shop lady was saying that I don't have to buy it now, because I cannot be pushed to doing something i don't want, like the reading she gave me earlier said. Right after that i thought to myself, "Oh! that's understanding of her." She just said to buy it when I want to, because it is only for myself. I guess all of them aren't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Later that night I had dinner with my friend's family and when we called for the bill, the waitress came to me with the bill! All of us joked about how the reading was true.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's fine joking around about it, but i just really don't believe these things. I don't believe everything is set in stone. I have nothing against anyone who believes in it, because everyone has the right to believe what they want to, but please don't shove your beliefs down my throat. The shop keeper was being very nice about it and I thought why can't more people be that way about their beliefs. Sometimes, the reason why nobody wants to believe what you believe in, is because of the way you approach them. This one time i was walking around Aberdeen and there was this American guy who was coming up to random people to preach to them. He came up to a friend of mine and after he already said he was Christian, my friend pointed him straight at me saying that I'm Muslim. The guy then comes up to me ands starts with "Do you know in the Quran/Koran, it says Jesus is god 16 times?" Oh, there's no way I'm going to be listening to you now. You know what? I think all people who preach should at least be open minded enough to think that there are people that believe in things other than my own beliefs and know when to just keep quiet and move on to the next person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Been really bad with blogging lately. I really cant find a good day just to sit down and write stuff. Oh well, at least I'm doing it. =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/5405996699411891409-7333025810551412723?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7333025810551412723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=7333025810551412723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7333025810551412723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7333025810551412723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-make-my-own-luck.html' title='I make my own luck!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zq_AESZrZeA/TZIGt-f5kDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/KZeMDZwSNRE/s72-c/make-your-own-luck-shamrock-shirt-590x442.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-2447265465129069364</id><published>2011-03-18T21:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-18T22:08:40.412Z</updated><title type='text'>Language</title><content type='html'>So! If you know anything about me then you'd know that my Malay isn't anywhere near as good as it should be. I usually joke around about it alot but sometimes I just think that I've lost out somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to dread learning Malay Language in school, mainly because I was so bad at it. It was one of my worst subjects in school, my worst being Agama (Islamic Studies). Since my parents chose to speak to me and my siblings in English and going to a school where the majority of people spoke English, I didn't really have anywhere to practice. Whenever I had to write an essay i used to think up the story in English and then translate it into Malay a little at a time. Since my grammar and vocabulary is pretty bad, this usually ends up making the story I'm trying to tell extremely boring! Which sucked because I loved writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile I kind of gave up on trying to improve my Malay Language, since I realised that I would be going overseas to study, I did not see the point in learning it. When I went overseas to study and realised that all the other Malaysians that I met could speak at least English and Malay, and most spoke Mandarin and Cantonese as well. Some of my friends were really impressed that Malaysians knew how to speak so many languages. Sadly when they asked me how many languages I could speak I only said one and a half. Though I did meet some Malays who were more than willing to help me improve my conversational Malay. Sadly, I slowly lost contact with them and my Malay slowly deteriorated as time went on without speaking a language that it suppossed to be my mother-tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my studies were coming to an end and as i saw my chances of working in the UK taken from me, I realised that I had no choice but to come back home and look for work. This scared the sh!t out of me. I honestly didn't know what level of Malay I needed to have for it to be acceptable or whether I would actually have to speak Malay. I still feel insecure when I speak to someone in Malay. I feel that because I try to rush myself with the words, I might end up saying something I don't mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to practice Malay and hopefully not embarrass myself or my family longer.&lt;br /&gt;I will stop making jokes about myself not knowing Malay.&lt;br /&gt;I will get more confident when speaking Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gahhhh! there goes another promise about Wednesday posts. U know what, I'm just gonna try post every Friday instead. That way I'll have the whole week to write something up and leave it to be posted at the end of the week! I think that makes more sense than posting in the middle of the week.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-2447265465129069364?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2447265465129069364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=2447265465129069364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/2447265465129069364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/2447265465129069364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/language.html' title='Language'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-4263033478020903950</id><published>2011-03-13T14:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-13T14:14:12.730Z</updated><title type='text'>Whiteberry</title><content type='html'>I got an awesome new phone! Thanks to a certain sponsor who will not be mentioned =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Tp6FScd7kaA/TXzOpvNlI4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/l7eIlj_DkNs/s1600/bb_white.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Tp6FScd7kaA/TXzOpvNlI4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/l7eIlj_DkNs/s320/bb_white.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never considered getting a blackberry before. Mainly cause i thought of them as being very boring. I took back everything I thought about it when I saw this Blackberry Bold 3 in white! It looks amazing, and it was like love at first sight!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the phone, there was some trouble getting the internet for it sorted out, but once it was done, i had my facebook, twitter, whatsapp and my bbm all in working order. I think i use it too much cause the battery on it runs out way too quick. The only thing missing from my Bb is skype! Probably wouldn't need a laptop anymore if i could get skype.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well! I'm enjoying the new phone! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Going to try start blogging regularly every Wednesday. Hopefully with mini-posts like these inbetween Wednesday posts. Main posts will be where I talk about what's been on my mind that week.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-4263033478020903950?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4263033478020903950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=4263033478020903950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/4263033478020903950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/4263033478020903950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/whiteberry.html' title='Whiteberry'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Tp6FScd7kaA/TXzOpvNlI4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/l7eIlj_DkNs/s72-c/bb_white.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-805319951765973462</id><published>2011-03-09T01:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-09T01:27:48.919Z</updated><title type='text'>Should I take a left or a right?</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. So far so good, been blogging roughly once a week, so I hope I will be able to keep this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm at a very important stage of my life where my next job could probably determine the path of my future career. My career will also probably affect everything else in my life one way or another. For the first time in my life, I am actually genuinely scared. The feeling of not knowing what to do next. The aunts and uncles that keep talking about my future, all insisting that I should take a different path than the previous aunt/uncle. The worry about whether I can actually be happy or at least satisfied with. The pressure is just building up and it's starting to scare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8t8R3DxTKtI/TXZ1q1WkhJI/AAAAAAAAAWs/q9N3P13iwgc/s1600/roadfork.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8t8R3DxTKtI/TXZ1q1WkhJI/AAAAAAAAAWs/q9N3P13iwgc/s320/roadfork.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think of life as a really really long road (&lt;i&gt;well, at least until u reach that dead end called death, but let's just ignore that dead end for now&lt;/i&gt;). I think any decision that we make in life can be simplified in to a simple &lt;b&gt;YES&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;. So all decisions that you make in life is either a left or a right in the junction of life. Now planning your life, you would usually want to set an end goal for yourself which will have its own combinations of &lt;b&gt;rights&amp;amp;lefts&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;yes&amp;amp;no&lt;/b&gt;. The end goal is probably based entirely on your priorities. Be it money, satisfaction, convenience, career, power, popularity, or even the love of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FhtF0TNDuzw/TXZ38NtFTZI/AAAAAAAAAWw/WYLEf6GFloc/s1600/forks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FhtF0TNDuzw/TXZ38NtFTZI/AAAAAAAAAWw/WYLEf6GFloc/s400/forks.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you reach that goal?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;lol! Like I'd know. If I did I probably wouldn't be looking for a job at the moment and blogging at 2am. One thing I do know, there are no U-turns on this road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-C0ka_9qveh0/TXZ4DB8K7vI/AAAAAAAAAW0/1ciBL0DO_4w/s1600/nouturn.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-C0ka_9qveh0/TXZ4DB8K7vI/AAAAAAAAAW0/1ciBL0DO_4w/s200/nouturn.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among all the talks I received about life from my family members, I'll probably take two things to heart. The first, &lt;b&gt;NEVER make a half-assed decision&lt;/b&gt;. I do not want to regret any choices I make, I have enough of that already. If I have to make a decision, I will think it through and stick by it! The second was an unexpected advice but set my priorities straight: &lt;b&gt;Be happy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apologies for the pointless rant on absolutely nothing, this post is mainly to remind myself &amp;nbsp;in possibly a few months time about how I felt. =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-805319951765973462?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/805319951765973462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=805319951765973462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/805319951765973462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/805319951765973462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/should-i-take-left-or-right.html' title='Should I take a left or a right?'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8t8R3DxTKtI/TXZ1q1WkhJI/AAAAAAAAAWs/q9N3P13iwgc/s72-c/roadfork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-1170515029484054207</id><published>2011-03-01T08:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-01T08:40:06.452Z</updated><title type='text'>Don't tell him/her I told you this but....</title><content type='html'>Don't you just hate it when someone tells you to not tell anyone else a secret they told you? It's like they think if they say that they're getting rid or at least lessening the responsibility of keeping a secret. It's a pretty hypocritical statement if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhuIfovAmGA/TWyvjNPQgJI/AAAAAAAAAWk/DM11df39LLc/s1600/secret.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhuIfovAmGA/TWyvjNPQgJI/AAAAAAAAAWk/DM11df39LLc/s400/secret.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say this completely made up situation where Andy tells a secret about himself to Beth and later on Beth lets Cathy know of Andy's major secret! Oh, and of course Beth says, "Don't tell him I told u this, but.. &lt;insert secret here&gt;". Saying that is not in any way making things look better for yourself. Most of the time this secret is going to be spread to someone else and is somehow going to come back to Andy and Beth will have some explaining to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if i stop here, this would probably be a pointless rant on how annoying some secrets can be, so, of course there's more to the story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really annoys me is that when a Beth asks a Cathy to help Andy with a problem he's having. Cathy however, cannot let Andy know that Beth told her Andy's little secret. Here Beth is only breaking Andy's trust but also putting all responsibility onto Cathy. So if Cathy screw's up, Beth has someone to blame. It just irritates me how some people can just give away another person's secrets like that. If Cathy was meant to know, I'm sure Andy would let Cathy know &lt;b&gt;WITHOUT &lt;/b&gt;the help of Beth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Names used in this post were completely made up and have no reference to actual people. Gender however is a completely different story, as we all know, (since Beth and Cathy were women) women are more likely to tell each other secrets anyway! ;p jokes! lol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-1170515029484054207?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1170515029484054207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=1170515029484054207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/1170515029484054207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/1170515029484054207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-tell-himher-i-told-you-this-but.html' title='Don&apos;t tell him/her I told you this but....'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhuIfovAmGA/TWyvjNPQgJI/AAAAAAAAAWk/DM11df39LLc/s72-c/secret.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-6267670862779164873</id><published>2011-02-26T20:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-26T20:22:20.880Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Hello, I'm back and Friends</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. I guess I'm back in Malaysia, and since I've got some free time I thought i might just start blogging again! I actually can't remember the last time i blogged, guess by that last post, I'm guessing it was right after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Friends! I love friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5xgx4701Yk/TWldxeT_JYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/l4PdcTMsFF4/s1600/friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5xgx4701Yk/TWldxeT_JYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/l4PdcTMsFF4/s320/friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! Not that friends! I love how friends are always there for you in your time of need and how no matter how long it is or how far away you are from one another you can still count on them being the same person deep down inside! People do change, but I love the feeling of hanging out with some old friends whom I've not spoken to in ages and just suddenly realising that some things just don't change! Some innocent minded people will always be innocently cute and some naughty friends can always be trusted to understand your innuendos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I've truly realised how true friends will stand the test of time and distance and will always be that friend you always knew. It was great! I later thought about the other side of things, what about the friends I don't keep in contact with? I wonder sometimes, 'How are they doing?' It does get tiring however when the effort to keep in contact is only coming from one side! It actually saddens me to think about all the friends I don't speak to anymore even though we were such close friends before. It would be great to hear from them again, and I usually just take it as them having new lives and hope that they're living it well. I'm not one to hold anything against them. I know I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the type to dwell on depressing things! I feel great knowing i have the friends that i do now! Wherever they are! I miss you guys in Aberdeen! I'm looking forward to my new life in KL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-6267670862779164873?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6267670862779164873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=6267670862779164873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/6267670862779164873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/6267670862779164873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello-im-back-and-friends.html' title='Hello, I&apos;m back and Friends'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5xgx4701Yk/TWldxeT_JYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/l4PdcTMsFF4/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-954493441923325462</id><published>2010-06-05T12:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T12:57:18.859+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams over?? University over!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>As i was struggling to remember the differences between management and leadership in the last 10 minutes of the exam, I looked around (as if looking at people's faces would remind me of what I was supposed to know for the exam) and realised that everyone looked so relieved. So it hit me, this is possibly the last official exam that I would ever sit for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/TAo08O3BstI/AAAAAAAAAWA/S6HiznetmtI/s1600/doors1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/TAo08O3BstI/AAAAAAAAAWA/S6HiznetmtI/s320/doors1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479250106035319506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that very instant, the front doors of the exam hall opened up. It was such a sunny day outside and what a perfect way for the world to tell me "You are now free!" Then I realised how much I would be missing University life. These past few years have been the best years of my life, and I'm glad to know I had no regrets while I was here in Aberdeen. I then realised I only had 5 minutes left to finish my paper %$@#!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a good paper and when we left the hall, I didn't really feel any different. Other than an unexpected scream from Ryan, it did feel like just like any other sunny day in Aberdeen. I really did wish I painted my face blue and ran out of the hall screaming "FREEEDOM!!!!!!!" I guess it just hasn't hit me yet. I hope it does though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few more days and I'm well excited! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-954493441923325462?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/954493441923325462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=954493441923325462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/954493441923325462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/954493441923325462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2010/06/exams-over-university-over.html' title='Exams over?? University over!?!?!?!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/TAo08O3BstI/AAAAAAAAAWA/S6HiznetmtI/s72-c/doors1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-4667058971754357172</id><published>2009-01-26T02:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:48:33.342Z</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;SHIT!!&lt;/span&gt; i've got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 bloody papers&lt;/span&gt; this coming week! two on thursday and another on friday! have they no mercy!?!? or as i would say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"U want us to die ah!??!?!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt anyway, been tiring myself out like mad trying to study for these exams and working at the same time, thankfully i'm not working anymore this coming week until after exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came across this last weekend, and it's been keeping me sane by watching it at least 2 or 3 times a day, it really just makes be burst out laughing everytime i watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SPARTAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rvYZRskNV3w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rvYZRskNV3w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/5405996699411891409-4667058971754357172?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4667058971754357172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=4667058971754357172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/4667058971754357172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/4667058971754357172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2009/01/exams.html' title='EXAMS!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-9215929872992899858</id><published>2009-01-06T12:06:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:38:03.936Z</updated><title type='text'>New Years!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Woah... almost a month overdue post!! I guess better late than never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days after Xmas eve party, i had to reclean the flat for another party! This time i was set to have loads more fun at new years!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Ok, first, a few friends came over had a quick bite to eat, and the pre-drinking began! well.. That's how i hope it would go. Thing about small parties and people coming one by one, i never know when the party actually starts, so after we had roughly 8 people in the flat, i knew.. time to commence the drinking! and what better way than with shots! first round of shots was my own drink that i made up, i call it 40%, cause everything i mixed in there was at least 40% alcohol! It was goood!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, i was the first one to go... i was jumping around for awhile, but after about an hour or so, i was in no condition to make drinks for anyone... i was on the couch for quite a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1084acff60c4f171" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1084acff60c4f171%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331963351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DE01FC0B716C97C52DD5705823C47B587052E8E.F0F02AC85378FCC21A04A46C0478401265DCA8E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1084acff60c4f171%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdUDU2XzKB_HB1aXPL_1NVSTOqKE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1084acff60c4f171%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331963351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DE01FC0B716C97C52DD5705823C47B587052E8E.F0F02AC85378FCC21A04A46C0478401265DCA8E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1084acff60c4f171%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdUDU2XzKB_HB1aXPL_1NVSTOqKE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well, after the drinking games and what-not, some of us thought we could make it into town for some clubbing, but it was concluded that i was in no state to go outside. I was well wasted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;At some point i tried to strip!! i dont even remember this, and only believed it when i saw this video the next day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c15263d45d46ddae" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc15263d45d46ddae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331963351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8643919F7F65CD329BA579982995D652B35434B3.73C3B3448AC89EE9A56E861D61A39C4CE650598F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc15263d45d46ddae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DU8Gq0VcqCOUt1JkTeUpW8GODGvY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc15263d45d46ddae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331963351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8643919F7F65CD329BA579982995D652B35434B3.73C3B3448AC89EE9A56E861D61A39C4CE650598F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc15263d45d46ddae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DU8Gq0VcqCOUt1JkTeUpW8GODGvY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;What good friends i have... chanting me to strip! hahaha... thank god i didn't manage to undo my jeans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i barely remmeber anything that happened! all i remember was dancing around the flat.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ab8d92a49b8c8a5f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab8d92a49b8c8a5f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331963351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D552D73E69C439FDDED06C0B0E9191C8D25938F30.69F8E97874AD186670F198AA6B3BBCB0854456F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab8d92a49b8c8a5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DL7HjcAQoCMEZ5iVkRcJ4KpHvlm0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab8d92a49b8c8a5f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331963351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D552D73E69C439FDDED06C0B0E9191C8D25938F30.69F8E97874AD186670F198AA6B3BBCB0854456F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab8d92a49b8c8a5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DL7HjcAQoCMEZ5iVkRcJ4KpHvlm0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I think at some point i tried going to bed, but i kinda puked, and here's where i really dont remember anything at all! apparently, i went back into the lvingroom and jumped around abit, walked into a door and crawled into bed.. this has got to stop happening! i cannot always be the first one to K.O. at my own parties! Thankfully i had my friends to take care of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning was worse.. i had a killer hangover and i didn't even recognise my room at first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, new years resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;-stop spending soo much on booze&lt;br /&gt;-start studying alot earlier&lt;br /&gt;-try to get the malaysian society rolling&lt;br /&gt;-less shopping&lt;br /&gt;-start exercising regularly&lt;br /&gt;-watch what i eat&lt;br /&gt;-meet loads more people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-9215929872992899858?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1084acff60c4f171&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ab8d92a49b8c8a5f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c15263d45d46ddae&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/9215929872992899858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=9215929872992899858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/9215929872992899858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/9215929872992899858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years.html' title='New Years!!!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-8536919090668002599</id><published>2008-12-08T15:41:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:52:39.418Z</updated><title type='text'>update update update!!</title><content type='html'>it's been awhile since i last updated.. Been quite busy, so i think i'll just post up pics, cause i don't think i'll ever get time to blog about these pics anytime soon. so, before i forget about them, might as well just post up the pics. btw, a picture says a thousand words right? my pictures should be saying over 20000 words =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember remember the 5th of November....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1MKE6z_7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/xvNQAv2EeEI/s1600-h/n625980800_2033632_3237.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/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1MKE6z_7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/xvNQAv2EeEI/s320/n625980800_2033632_3237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277458074350911410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1MJwKR1aI/AAAAAAAAAVE/oBBhjg3NqmM/s1600-h/n591395760_2079242_7528.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/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1MJwKR1aI/AAAAAAAAAVE/oBBhjg3NqmM/s320/n591395760_2079242_7528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277458068778636706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1MJpWUTiI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Ys74Rnz7rgI/s1600-h/n591395760_2079264_3291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1MJpWUTiI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Ys74Rnz7rgI/s320/n591395760_2079264_3291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277458066950082082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1MJIWGhpI/AAAAAAAAAU0/-dqy9St-rpE/s1600-h/n591395760_2079260_2232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1MJIWGhpI/AAAAAAAAAU0/-dqy9St-rpE/s320/n591395760_2079260_2232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277458058090808978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1MI1nabgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/-wW9fnWh9UM/s1600-h/n591395760_2079263_3011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1MI1nabgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/-wW9fnWh9UM/s320/n591395760_2079263_3011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277458053063142914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1L5kUR_cI/AAAAAAAAAUk/4mw34CR5rCQ/s1600-h/n591395760_2079278_7385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1L5kUR_cI/AAAAAAAAAUk/4mw34CR5rCQ/s320/n591395760_2079278_7385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277457790721457602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1L5o_OrmI/AAAAAAAAAUc/MNPJBiFbnms/s1600-h/n591395760_2079280_8005.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/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1L5o_OrmI/AAAAAAAAAUc/MNPJBiFbnms/s320/n591395760_2079280_8005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277457791975337570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1L5Jqr5QI/AAAAAAAAAUU/1AfC66Lahko/s1600-h/n625980800_2033603_8075.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/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1L5Jqr5QI/AAAAAAAAAUU/1AfC66Lahko/s320/n625980800_2033603_8075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277457783567672578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Switching on Xmas lights in the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1L4xFIYgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/QufWphvdgmM/s1600-h/IMG_1519.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/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1L4xFIYgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/QufWphvdgmM/s320/IMG_1519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277457776967705090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1L4jUML3I/AAAAAAAAAUE/igNMZoFRZsk/s1600-h/IMG_1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1LI1dDuuI/AAAAAAAAAT0/bRQFdCBwm-o/s320/n583565844_2138159_5329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277456953508084450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1LIhxLPBI/AAAAAAAAATs/wM7quWWZbcQ/s1600-h/n583565844_2138154_4030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1LIhxLPBI/AAAAAAAAATs/wM7quWWZbcQ/s320/n583565844_2138154_4030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277456948223753234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hats Parade! (Jai &amp;amp; Suganth's Birthday Party)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1LIXc1KlI/AAAAAAAAATk/H89vxkJGhO0/s1600-h/n606200639_4910465_1855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1LIXc1KlI/AAAAAAAAATk/H89vxkJGhO0/s320/n606200639_4910465_1855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277456945454066258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1LIO_A-_I/AAAAAAAAATc/LM79bCPHryo/s1600-h/n606200639_4910459_9905.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/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1LIO_A-_I/AAAAAAAAATc/LM79bCPHryo/s320/n606200639_4910459_9905.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277456943181528050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1I0LvKa9I/AAAAAAAAATU/P2srv5CyKBE/s1600-h/n606200639_4910458_9605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1I0LvKa9I/AAAAAAAAATU/P2srv5CyKBE/s320/n606200639_4910458_9605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277454399689092050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1Izy0I4dI/AAAAAAAAATM/5O0L5E6hx_w/s1600-h/n606200639_4910456_8963.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/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1Izy0I4dI/AAAAAAAAATM/5O0L5E6hx_w/s320/n606200639_4910456_8963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277454392999076306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1IztLeOMI/AAAAAAAAATE/bXRS4cf8GKw/s1600-h/n606200639_4910455_8647.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/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1IztLeOMI/AAAAAAAAATE/bXRS4cf8GKw/s320/n606200639_4910455_8647.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277454391486331074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1Izftwf3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/CcoVWvbGwrU/s1600-h/n606200639_4910453_8013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1Izftwf3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/CcoVWvbGwrU/s320/n606200639_4910453_8013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277454387872038770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1IzLzjsRI/AAAAAAAAAS0/u8IzcXhuYHQ/s1600-h/n606200639_4909905_8875.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/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1IzLzjsRI/AAAAAAAAAS0/u8IzcXhuYHQ/s320/n606200639_4909905_8875.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277454382527656210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weekly party at Sa's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1IXuMIBHI/AAAAAAAAASs/EgcbA0m_k4g/s1600-h/n511736076_2119283_6116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1IXuMIBHI/AAAAAAAAASs/EgcbA0m_k4g/s320/n511736076_2119283_6116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277453910721168498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1IXUI80oI/AAAAAAAAASk/OvAhG-ykeOU/s1600-h/n511736076_2119279_2399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1IXUI80oI/AAAAAAAAASk/OvAhG-ykeOU/s320/n511736076_2119279_2399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277453903728530050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1IXV7ODeI/AAAAAAAAASc/DTTMo3jvyyA/s1600-h/n511736076_2119280_5248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1IXV7ODeI/AAAAAAAAASc/DTTMo3jvyyA/s320/n511736076_2119280_5248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277453904207810018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1IW0YY5eI/AAAAAAAAASU/K2l3NumxWS8/s1600-h/n511736076_2119281_8217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1IW0YY5eI/AAAAAAAAASU/K2l3NumxWS8/s320/n511736076_2119281_8217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277453895203349986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-8536919090668002599?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8536919090668002599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=8536919090668002599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/8536919090668002599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/8536919090668002599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/12/update-update-update.html' title='update update update!!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/ST1MKE6z_7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/xvNQAv2EeEI/s72-c/n625980800_2033632_3237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-6517518042203344641</id><published>2008-11-21T21:30:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:00:02.393Z</updated><title type='text'>NEW PHONE!!</title><content type='html'>My bloody &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOKIA&lt;/span&gt; has been buggin me the past couple of weeks. it just decides to restart itself whenever i'm on the phone. it got sooo annoying that i just had to get a new phone.. YAY! a reason to buy a new one! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went looking around different sites and looking at reviews at the latest phones out for the past year or so. At first i had my eyes set on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;blackberry&lt;/span&gt;! just cause it had a huge QWERTY keyboard. but then the whole bunch of malaysians that came in this year all have the same phone. so that totally put me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i know what i really want, a phone with a keyboard. hmmm.... then heard a couple of good things about &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HTC&lt;/span&gt;. never heard of the brand before! which caught my attention since there wouldn't be that many people having the same phone as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so long story short, i got a brand new &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HTC S730&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;200 pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(guess i'll just have to work this off for more $$$)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SScr3kK6tRI/AAAAAAAAASM/UoX2PC0aqyQ/s1600-h/DSCN4215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SScr3kK6tRI/AAAAAAAAASM/UoX2PC0aqyQ/s320/DSCN4215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271230122462721298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still in the box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SScrP_wD6CI/AAAAAAAAARk/qsuaerBE9KU/s1600-h/DSCN4216.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SScrP_wD6CI/AAAAAAAAARk/qsuaerBE9KU/s320/DSCN4216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271229442671503394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wow... what a pretty lil box!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SScrQN4x2yI/AAAAAAAAARs/Qv5GobyoaPc/s1600-h/DSCN4218.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SScrQN4x2yI/AAAAAAAAARs/Qv5GobyoaPc/s320/DSCN4218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271229446466165538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmm.... does look kinda fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i first took it out of the box, i remembered what the reviews meant by it being kinda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt;, but at least it's not flat and thin like the blackberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SScrQmD6_DI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WkMAj5iTmV8/s1600-h/DSCN4221.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SScrQmD6_DI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WkMAj5iTmV8/s320/DSCN4221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271229452955352114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WOHOO!! windows!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAY NO TO APPLE!!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SScrRBpwV4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/6i1gap31v74/s1600-h/DSCN4223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SScrRBpwV4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/6i1gap31v74/s320/DSCN4223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271229460361795458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wooo!! love the slide out keyboard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SScrRv7vgHI/AAAAAAAAASE/LTXC6Z118IY/s1600-h/DSCN4224.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SScrRv7vgHI/AAAAAAAAASE/LTXC6Z118IY/s320/DSCN4224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271229472785268850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had this phone for about 2 weeks now, and i'm loving it! other than it being slightly fat, i think it's a perfect phone! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-6517518042203344641?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6517518042203344641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=6517518042203344641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/6517518042203344641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/6517518042203344641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-phone.html' title='NEW PHONE!!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SScr3kK6tRI/AAAAAAAAASM/UoX2PC0aqyQ/s72-c/DSCN4215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-6748575646661929836</id><published>2008-11-02T12:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-02T14:20:39.216Z</updated><title type='text'>Aberdeen</title><content type='html'>I spent the night at my aunt's place, and this morning it hit me (again) why i love this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i woke up to the sun shining in right through the window and to the noise of my aunt and uncle gardening outside. I slowly got out of bed, got a quick shower and made my way downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some freshly baked scones were waiting for me on the table! my aunt's home made scones never go wrong. had a cup of tea, facing the window. The scenery was just great! Their huge garden, clear blue sky, birds flying around and the tea just all went together soo well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to my flat, i remembered the first time i came to visit my aunt in Aberdeen. They picked me up at the airport and me feeling slightly jetlagged just planted my face to the window of the car trying to stay awake until we reached their cottage, they pulled over about 10 minutes away from the airport. they showed me a view of the countryside that just left me speechless. It was so green! it was peaceful and they showed me their cottage on a hill from the view we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we got out of the long bumpy road going out of my aunt's cottage, i had the same feeling as when i first came here. I was just amazed at how beautiful the countryside is in Aberdeen(shire).  As we drove into town, although it was quiet, i remembered the one thing i hated about this place, NEDs (non-educated delinquents). but i guess they dont exist out in the countryside, and even in town, it isn't too bad if u just ignore them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am pleased with myself for choosing to study in Aberdeen. i really hope i'll be able to work here in the future. It really is a quiet and relaxing town to be in. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-6748575646661929836?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6748575646661929836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=6748575646661929836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/6748575646661929836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/6748575646661929836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/aberdeen.html' title='Aberdeen'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-4322544046134428219</id><published>2008-10-29T00:28:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:37:23.683Z</updated><title type='text'>Deepavali</title><content type='html'>Owh, another post, why not!? =P i'm losing out on some sleep anyway. might as well do this now, who knows when'll be the next time i have the mood to blog again! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at Preshan's and Sugan's place. Made Kampung Fried rice. surprisingly got quite popular... might jsut stick to that the next time i have to cook.. that seems to be the only dish that i'm confident in making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQevRqAtwJI/AAAAAAAAARc/O57JomfuELI/s1600-h/n606200639_4585488_8814.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQevRqAtwJI/AAAAAAAAARc/O57JomfuELI/s320/n606200639_4585488_8814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262367407475638418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQevRpNGsUI/AAAAAAAAARU/dFGegYy1q0k/s1600-h/n606200639_4585489_2662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeuymkU93I/AAAAAAAAAQU/Bf5g9CID3eA/s320/n606200639_4585533_5999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262366873975322482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeuymn741I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Uu6H-we5VF4/s1600-h/n606200639_4585542_1594.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeuymn741I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Uu6H-we5VF4/s320/n606200639_4585542_1594.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262366873990456146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeuybKLvFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7pTHY9fJPP8/s1600-h/n606200639_4585568_4318.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeuybKLvFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7pTHY9fJPP8/s320/n606200639_4585568_4318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262366870912875602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok... after loading everything i'm kinda lazy to write any sort of typed of description of what happened that night. i'll just let the pictre speak for themselves.. because i'm really falling asleep as i type... good night everyone!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw... it's snowing here!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-4322544046134428219?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4322544046134428219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=4322544046134428219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/4322544046134428219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/4322544046134428219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/10/deepavali.html' title='Deepavali'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQevRqAtwJI/AAAAAAAAARc/O57JomfuELI/s72-c/n606200639_4585488_8814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-2914451115999284369</id><published>2008-10-05T17:34:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:25:45.935Z</updated><title type='text'>I'm 21!!! =)</title><content type='html'>OK!! I've finally got some free time! well... it's almost midnight but i guess i could sacrifice some shut eye to update everyone about how i've been ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday!! ahhaha.. was goood... celebrated it like 3 times. any excuse to drink right?? =P Been wanting to post some of these pics up for awhile now, but never really had the time to. Been very busy the past few weeks with work, studies and club activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of my birthday was my actual birthday, where no alcohol was involved! sadly, i had to work at 7am the next day. so i couldn't really drink.. =( My birthday dinner was just a quiet dinner at a chinese restraunt with some close friends of mine. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQepcKsitII/AAAAAAAAAP0/zg8B4wAjO1Q/s1600-h/DSCN4211.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQepcKsitII/AAAAAAAAAP0/zg8B4wAjO1Q/s320/DSCN4211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262360990978323586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sarah and Pooj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeirmeUD6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/cN0Ao60g8fs/s1600-h/DSCN4209.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeirmeUD6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/cN0Ao60g8fs/s320/DSCN4209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262353559551479714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ryan and Vanessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeirOYM3eI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xVc2yh-NXJg/s1600-h/DSCN4208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeirOYM3eI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xVc2yh-NXJg/s320/DSCN4208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262353553083391458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Theresa and Ross&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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQepcSWUjII/AAAAAAAAAP8/jobJNnVKAt8/s1600-h/DSCN4212.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQepcSWUjII/AAAAAAAAAP8/jobJNnVKAt8/s320/DSCN4212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262360993032604802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Janice and Kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day of the celebration was the day after. Since i couldn't get wasted on the first night. i thoght i might as well get wasted on the second night! ahahha.. and man i got quite wasted! didn't even remember the whole night... did kinda make a fool of myself more times than i'd like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started off drinking at my place with the guys from work, and we slowly gathered at the pub. but the pictures all started after the malaysians came.&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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeh2O9l4fI/AAAAAAAAAPM/82A0el2ErRs/s1600-h/n763825647_4664485_478.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeh2O9l4fI/AAAAAAAAAPM/82A0el2ErRs/s320/n763825647_4664485_478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262352642707153394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and Najla taking pics in the toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeh1YgHPdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QmDv9XtG43E/s1600-h/n763825647_4664488_2441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeh1YgHPdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QmDv9XtG43E/s320/n763825647_4664488_2441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262352628087995858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeh1GvykiI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mrZzGmcG-3o/s1600-h/n763825647_4664525_3158.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeh1GvykiI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mrZzGmcG-3o/s320/n763825647_4664525_3158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262352623321911842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hugsss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeh0qW29II/AAAAAAAAAO0/8MKmCQC2-38/s1600-h/n763825647_4664527_4212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeh0qW29II/AAAAAAAAAO0/8MKmCQC2-38/s320/n763825647_4664527_4212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262352615701148802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i still dont really get the angle of the pic.. which way is up!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeh0ZhS5OI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Iu2BOV1DykI/s1600-h/n763825647_4664534_1781.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQeh0ZhS5OI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Iu2BOV1DykI/s320/n763825647_4664534_1781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262352611181520098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bumped into Masaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQehSn7S9KI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vx62HEioH60/s1600-h/n763825647_4664535_2211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQehSn7S9KI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vx62HEioH60/s320/n763825647_4664535_2211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262352030933120162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;close to the end of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQehSw5EGXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/GCHPszW79Oo/s1600-h/n763825647_4664537_3086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQehSw5EGXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/GCHPszW79Oo/s320/n763825647_4664537_3086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262352033339677042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at this point i think i remember sobering up, cause i finally felt kinda tired. and just wanted to head back home to sleep.. and i did... the next day... woke up early, and i think i found my cure for a hangover:&lt;br /&gt;1)a quick shower to get the smell of alcohol off your body&lt;br /&gt;2)brushing teeth and mouthwash to get rid of the rotting smell of booze from the night before&lt;br /&gt;3)a quick meal to fill u up for a few hours, found pasta and tuna works quite well&lt;br /&gt;4)back into bed to sleep for the rest of the day&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the next weekend after my birthday. Kevin (from work) was having another party, and suggested that we cleberate both of our birthdays together... again! the crowd again was from work, i was afraid that i wouldn't have anything to do. so i gave Tiffany a call if she'd like to join me. thankfully she came! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQehUBHKkHI/AAAAAAAAAOk/3lnUUeRXiFs/s1600-h/044.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQehUBHKkHI/AAAAAAAAAOk/3lnUUeRXiFs/s320/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262352054873657458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQehT1Kq6gI/AAAAAAAAAOc/P0eE4QUxHE8/s1600-h/057.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQehT1Kq6gI/AAAAAAAAAOc/P0eE4QUxHE8/s320/057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262352051667134978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes, that's how much i love my booze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQehTpEvOCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ecn_djE7x3E/s1600-h/059.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQehTpEvOCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ecn_djE7x3E/s320/059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262352048421025826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*bite*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQegGsQTd9I/AAAAAAAAANs/wLrRPd95foY/s1600-h/068.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQegGsQTd9I/AAAAAAAAANs/wLrRPd95foY/s320/068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262350726424917970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQegGKKiW2I/AAAAAAAAANk/P0NS24Y-8-E/s1600-h/072.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQegGKKiW2I/AAAAAAAAANk/P0NS24Y-8-E/s320/072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262350717273922402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Tiff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQegFrr5OPI/AAAAAAAAANc/iaOAjX1E35U/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQegFrr5OPI/AAAAAAAAANc/iaOAjX1E35U/s320/060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262350709092333810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ugh.... Jonny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQegHJRX8OI/AAAAAAAAAN0/-mEK35apnZ0/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQegHJRX8OI/AAAAAAAAAN0/-mEK35apnZ0/s320/084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262350734214033634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Masaki!? again!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQegHfjorpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/yIQCe07Ftow/s1600-h/088.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/_0adUSb32jFY/SQegHfjorpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/yIQCe07Ftow/s320/088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262350740196208274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the way back, we stopped by Meigo's place and chilled there for awhile before heading out again... i was more tired on this night but was nowhere near as drunk as i was the other night =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the end of the birthday pics, here's some pics of me making a foool of myself! 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=)'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SQepcKsitII/AAAAAAAAAP0/zg8B4wAjO1Q/s72-c/DSCN4211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-3317473349698966116</id><published>2008-09-26T06:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T06:54:22.804+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend work at Fintray Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;muahahha! i finally got some time to blog! it's about 6am and i've got some spare time to blog before i have to start getting ready for work! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was spent at my aunt &amp;amp; uncle's cottage just outside Aberdeen city, fixing up some walls. i have no experience with this whatsoever. but thought i'd just give my friend a hand since i have nothing else to do on that day, and i guess it's the least i can do for my aunt and uncle, they've helped me out soo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically it's like this. my uncle wanted someone to fix up the wall (it's actually a few walls, but i just counted it as one huge wall, this is how i tricked my friend into doing it =P). So my friend, Ryan who was going to be here the whole summer, was going to be coming to the cottage almost everyday to get the wall done. Thing is, he had experience with cementing, but not with walls. thankfully, u can find anything on youtube nowadays! Who would be bored enough to post up a tutorial on wall cementing online!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this was some serious stuff, i even got to use a cement mixer! and it was much cleaner than the ones u see at construction sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxzSyx3qXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/b_buywu8g4o/s1600-h/Image122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxzSyx3qXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/b_buywu8g4o/s320/Image122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250198032312936818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxzTkZvH8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/JqoqHiqaedU/s1600-h/Image124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxzTkZvH8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/JqoqHiqaedU/s320/Image124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250198045633486786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a wall Ryan did earlier in the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxzTpAJFqI/AAAAAAAAANE/dmV5rSVhLr8/s1600-h/Image125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxzTpAJFqI/AAAAAAAAANE/dmV5rSVhLr8/s320/Image125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250198046868313762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ryan hard at work while i watch =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of our breaks he gave me a tour of the walls he managed to finish during the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxzTpTI-PI/AAAAAAAAANM/MrzGQfiYoK0/s1600-h/Image126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxzTpTI-PI/AAAAAAAAANM/MrzGQfiYoK0/s320/Image126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250198046947997938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This wall took a month for him. he had to point the whole wall. see all the grey parts on the wall? yea, that's all him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, after a quick tutorial, it was my turn to have a go at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxzT3cK74I/AAAAAAAAANU/ESiu3TEtJVE/s1600-h/Image134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxzT3cK74I/AAAAAAAAANU/ESiu3TEtJVE/s320/Image134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250198050743971714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basically, i had to get this cement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxyyVaS31I/AAAAAAAAAMU/pCZdryhMijY/s1600-h/Image135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxyyVaS31I/AAAAAAAAAMU/pCZdryhMijY/s320/Image135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250197474673614674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;into joints like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxyyWHqPjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/d_wQ53Adq5s/s1600-h/Image123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxyyWHqPjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/d_wQ53Adq5s/s320/Image123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250197474863889970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was my first attempt.. wow that's ugly.. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxyyS5D33I/AAAAAAAAAMk/ESFL8mFvabo/s1600-h/Image132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxyyS5D33I/AAAAAAAAAMk/ESFL8mFvabo/s320/Image132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250197473997348722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my uncle chopping up some wood with a chainsaw, those things are fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxyycr1AlI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-RKunXtOXwc/s1600-h/Image128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxyycr1AlI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-RKunXtOXwc/s320/Image128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250197476626203218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't manage to finish the last wall because we ran out of cement, and it was too late to go out and buy some. Although we didn't manage to get the job done, it was nice to spend some time outdoors, since i spent the whole first week in Aberdeen locked in my flat. thankfully it was one of the few sunny days that Aberdeen had this summer. It was really nice to be outside in the countryside. It made me remember what made me drawn to this countryside town in the first place. it's sooo peaceful, the air is fresh, the people are friendly and u can get almost anywhere u need to go by walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there aren't that many attractions in Scotland, but i really should say, if u like the countryside feeling, there're many places around in Scotland to visit. and Aberdeen is one of them ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW get your ass up to Aberdeen and keep me company damnit!! i'm soo bored here!!!!!!! =...(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-3317473349698966116?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3317473349698966116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=3317473349698966116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/3317473349698966116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/3317473349698966116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-work-at-fintray-garden.html' title='Weekend work at Fintray Garden'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SNxzSyx3qXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/b_buywu8g4o/s72-c/Image122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-854127792898932787</id><published>2008-09-24T06:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T07:07:35.082+01:00</updated><title type='text'>bad habits</title><content type='html'>Looks like the term's started and i've gone back to being busy every single day! The best thing about this packed week is, classes hasn't even started yet! It's going to be a miracle if i can balance studies, work, society and sports stuff this coming year! i'm already stressing out thinking about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing out on sleep. i've been going to bed like 10pm every night just so i wont be feeling sleepy throughout the day. hopefully things wont be as bad after the fasting month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, i've noticed that an old habbit has come back. just moments ago, i was browsing blogs, and i couldn't read anything which was more than a paragraph long! i did like all the pictures on the blogs though! =) maybe i'm just tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i've got stuff to blog about but i just don't have the time anymore =( how sad....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-854127792898932787?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/854127792898932787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=854127792898932787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/854127792898932787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/854127792898932787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/bad-habits.html' title='bad habits'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-2494604105932387947</id><published>2008-09-15T21:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:45:41.035+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Colourful socks and lingerie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many of you may have noticed, when i'm taking my shoes of, maybe even from peeking through the gap between the end of my jeans and my shoes, or whenever. my socks are never the same colour.... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NEVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SM7ERQoHFmI/AAAAAAAAALk/-4z8PKKbauI/s1600-h/Image102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SM7ERQoHFmI/AAAAAAAAALk/-4z8PKKbauI/s320/Image102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246346416733230690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You know how girls, or more accurately, women who wear lingerie or sexy underwear when they plan to look extra good in their underwear for someone special?&lt;br /&gt;(probably won't apply to my 'young' readers but u know what i mean right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SM7ERlbvgDI/AAAAAAAAALs/izDaBYtjEa0/s1600-h/Image118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SM7ERlbvgDI/AAAAAAAAALs/izDaBYtjEa0/s320/Image118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246346422318497842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mismatching socks are kinda like that! Everyone keeps asking what's the point of wearing colourful socks if no one's gonna see them? the socks are a fashion statement that only some can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you've seen my colourful socks, u know you're special ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SM7ER8E4ACI/AAAAAAAAAL0/f8q-03P6VnU/s1600-h/Image120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SM7ER8E4ACI/AAAAAAAAAL0/f8q-03P6VnU/s320/Image120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246346428396601378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a weird and random post! but who cares! i was bored in Heathrow while i was on the way back to Aberdeen! u have no idea the other places my mind wondered for the 8 hours i was in Heathrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SM7ESGirA9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/BeP7LyjsIks/s1600-h/Image121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SM7ESGirA9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/BeP7LyjsIks/s320/Image121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246346431205934034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the latest addition to my colourful socks, i just had to have at least one pair of toe socks!&lt;br /&gt;took this pic just before typing this all out, and my leg cramped up.. i fell to the floor screaming!&lt;br /&gt;the things i do to blog....&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/5405996699411891409-2494604105932387947?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2494604105932387947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=2494604105932387947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/2494604105932387947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/2494604105932387947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/colourful-socks-and-lingerie.html' title='Colourful socks and lingerie'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SM7ERQoHFmI/AAAAAAAAALk/-4z8PKKbauI/s72-c/Image102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-3580704953195783997</id><published>2008-09-13T11:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T11:59:55.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHOAAAAAAA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not even been a full day since i got back and already i feel the need to go to my friend's place to rock band the stress away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe the bank &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;£300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTF!?!??!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must have miscalculated how much money to leave in my account over the holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and my flight......... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;30 bloody long hours!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; but at least i bumped into Zaza and Sarah. so it wasn't too bad. was still alone in Heathrow for 6 hours.. that was mad! killed time playing PSP and writing out my next couple of posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;guess i'll have to go out soon, need supplies and food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still walking around the flat in my boxers... i love having the flat to myself sometimes =P&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/5405996699411891409-3580704953195783997?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3580704953195783997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=3580704953195783997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/3580704953195783997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/3580704953195783997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/stresssssssssssssssssss.html' title='STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-6282200302795345263</id><published>2008-09-10T16:53:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:04:50.818+01:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye my (KL) friends!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;about a full day from now i'll be in KLIA, waiting for my flight to get out of boring ol' Malaysia. Don't get me wrong, i loved my 3 months back here, but i think i've had enough of lazing around. there's just soo much unproductiveness a person can take. come to think of it, i guess i did deserve the 3 months of doing nothing, i did work hard for the 9 months before that. back to working hard for 9 months! even if i do come back next summer, i think it'll just be for at most a month. and for that month... i will be partying hard =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, about my summer back here. was seriously a blast! can't imagine it being any better.. i did feel that i have drifted away from people who i used to think i was close to, i also feel that i have also gotten closer to some, and even met new friends this summer. Thank you all for making this summer a memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aziq&lt;/span&gt; for the countless bills u took care of, being free practically whenever i was bored, letting me drive your car, showing my friends a good time, be that clubbing or karaokeing, and dude take care of yourself while i'm gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara&lt;/span&gt; for being like an older sister to me, although technically i'm older =P i really took all the advice u gave me to heart. thank you for all the hilarious and random conversations that we have in my car while driving around aimlessly around Damansara. don't ever let people tell u to shut up, cause i love your talkativeness ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ching Mun&lt;/span&gt; for being so irritating and irritable at the same time, i don't know anyone else who is as fun to irritate as you. we spend way too much time competing in these pointless online games, but it was a great way to waste several hours of our lives each day! (give me back my hours i wasted on bowling buddy with you!!). for coming out almost everytime i invited u out, although i bet u got bored of me by now =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Li Hong&lt;/span&gt; for still being that sweet and clumsy girl i knew from the good old cempakan days. you still are the sweetest girl i know, and i hope u stay that way (Jie Xing, if you're reading this i'm saying it just as a friend, and i will get to you shortly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xin Ying&lt;/span&gt; for being soo fun! i know i didn't get to spend much time with u most of the summer since u were quite busy, but wow, everytime i go out with you i'd definitely have fun! the pool thing today was great ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jie Xing&lt;/span&gt; for being the designated driver that karaoke night. wasn't sure how i'd get home safely if it wasnt for u. also for all the midnight mamak sessions we had. gave me more oppurtunities to enjoy malaysian food while i'm back. hahaha.. butt buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jean&lt;/span&gt; for still being a close friend of mine even if we barely talk anymore. it really was dissapointing that i couldnt chill with u as much this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheok and Leo&lt;/span&gt; for still calling me out evethough i almost could never make it to any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lydia&lt;/span&gt; for actually calling me every other week to go rock climbing, only to find out i couldnt make it. i really do wish i could go rock climbing with you. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ka Mun&lt;/span&gt; for fueling my addiction to shisha.. sadly, i just cant enjoy shisha the same way without you =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if your name isn't mentioned here, don't worry, i still am grateful for making my summer what it was =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i think about it, the one thing that i think could've made my summer any better was if my 2 close friends were here in KL with me.. i didn't get to see them for over a year now and i really miss the both of you. I'm sorry i didn't call you while i was in KL, but i really did wish that the both of you were here. I miss you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poe&lt;/span&gt; (cow!) and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Zoe&lt;/span&gt; (mgg!) i don't think i really showed it, but two of you are the 2 people i missed most here =( hope to see you girls sometime in the near future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm ready to go back to the UK now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo long everyone!!! i'll miss u!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-6282200302795345263?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6282200302795345263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=6282200302795345263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/6282200302795345263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/6282200302795345263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/bye-bye-my-kl-friends.html' title='bye bye my (KL) friends!!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-4366784929699862546</id><published>2008-09-07T11:07:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T12:12:05.568+01:00</updated><title type='text'>kara-OKAYYY (continued)</title><content type='html'>ok! here are the pics from friday night! courtesy of Ching Mun and Xin Ying.. wow... i really gotta start bringing my camera around with me rather than depending on people's pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtuASLr4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/8lLztBa-qXc/s1600-h/P9052138+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtuASLr4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/8lLztBa-qXc/s320/P9052138+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243225397051240322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we met up at Pavilion, we were slightly late.. but we got there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtuaIjrjI/AAAAAAAAALE/UAL7o49i_IQ/s1600-h/P9052146+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtuaIjrjI/AAAAAAAAALE/UAL7o49i_IQ/s320/P9052146+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243225403990191666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aziq was already there with Nicki and Dubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtuYDMNkI/AAAAAAAAALM/I4CzuJoKzOc/s1600-h/P1012870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtuYDMNkI/AAAAAAAAALM/I4CzuJoKzOc/s320/P1012870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243225403430811202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sara, Xinny, Chingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtuc_EkOI/AAAAAAAAALU/qopFTharRmw/s1600-h/P1012871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtuc_EkOI/AAAAAAAAALU/qopFTharRmw/s320/P1012871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243225404755710178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i wanna be in the pic too!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtumz5ZpI/AAAAAAAAALc/PJZx0cX0fZY/s1600-h/P9052150+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtumz5ZpI/AAAAAAAAALc/PJZx0cX0fZY/s320/P9052150+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243225407393195666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"wuzuuup??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtCPXqQbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/N6h1_TFDBZs/s1600-h/P1012881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtCPXqQbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/N6h1_TFDBZs/s320/P1012881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243224645186503090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. here's where my memory gets a lil fuzzy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtCE-gQjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MAQmEnU0zbI/s1600-h/P1012910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtCE-gQjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MAQmEnU0zbI/s320/P1012910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243224642396635698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmm.... i loook sober..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtCQDxMLI/AAAAAAAAAKk/w7k-VWEWsNk/s1600-h/P1012912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtCQDxMLI/AAAAAAAAAKk/w7k-VWEWsNk/s320/P1012912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243224645371506866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i guess i wasn't at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtCcBBrsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Xz3Ta1X-1NA/s1600-h/P1012922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtCcBBrsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Xz3Ta1X-1NA/s320/P1012922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243224648581230274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"sleepyyy....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtCmCxuLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yc_Atwss6tk/s1600-h/P1012932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtCmCxuLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yc_Atwss6tk/s320/P1012932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243224651272927410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"oooo.. another bright light..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOsTzCZepI/AAAAAAAAAJs/AQimEHDc3W4/s1600-h/P1012943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOsTzCZepI/AAAAAAAAAJs/AQimEHDc3W4/s320/P1012943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243223847307147922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZ.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOsUGarumI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nt1ChNVoM_Q/s1600-h/P1012944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOsUGarumI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nt1ChNVoM_Q/s320/P1012944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243223852509280866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*snore*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOsUdnN8lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/QJAO2a-ZBFo/s1600-h/P1012947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOsUdnN8lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/QJAO2a-ZBFo/s320/P1012947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243223858735870546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wow, i really was gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOsUvpFnnI/AAAAAAAAAKE/jN_Whub91mc/s1600-h/P1012975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOsUvpFnnI/AAAAAAAAAKE/jN_Whub91mc/s320/P1012975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243223863575551602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what was ching mun doing in there with me!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOsU9tIgHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/1XOGMeRbIMA/s1600-h/P1012979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOsU9tIgHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/1XOGMeRbIMA/s320/P1012979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243223867350614130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Xing posing with the only two people who got wasted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone for taking care of me after that and getting me home safely. especially Jie Xing for bringing my car back in one piece the next day. thanks also for reminding me how much fun i can have back in KL! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-4366784929699862546?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4366784929699862546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=4366784929699862546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/4366784929699862546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/4366784929699862546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/kara-okayyy-continued.html' title='kara-OKAYYY (continued)'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMOtuASLr4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/8lLztBa-qXc/s72-c/P9052138+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-3662890942563214459</id><published>2008-09-06T15:38:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:30:43.975+01:00</updated><title type='text'>kara-okayyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;poooop........ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i actually typed out damn at first, but i forgot that i'm trying not to swear)&lt;/span&gt; i broke another rule for this month... i drank alcohol last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ching mun la!! go tempt me soo much! challenge me drinking... she won... that's just sad.. but i think both of us enjoyed ourselves alot. i know i did! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aziq went there early with Dubby and Nicki cause i wanted to buka puasa with my family, and also cause i had to pick everyone else up. we were an hour late, but managed to drag Jie Xing, Sara, Ching Mun and Xin Ying along with me. wohoo!! it's party time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i kinda passed out and fell asleep on the couch some time between midnight up until 2 when i started jumping around again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my memory is kinda fuzzy, but i do remember bits and pieces, not sure in what order though..&lt;br /&gt;-lying on the couch, and slowly falling asleep while everyone sang&lt;br /&gt;-saying good bye to Aziq&lt;br /&gt;-getting hit in the balls repeatedly! (did not remember until Aziq actually told me about it! i remember waking up to excruciating pain! only to fall asleep again straight after..)&lt;br /&gt;-staring at Sara, wonder if she noticed..&lt;br /&gt;-singing some gay song with jie xing&lt;br /&gt;-puking&lt;br /&gt;-dancing with Xin Ying&lt;br /&gt;-seeing Ching Mun's head in the sink&lt;br /&gt;-sitting on the toilet floor with Ching Mun... not sure why...&lt;br /&gt;-locking the toilet door...&lt;br /&gt;-sitting on the floor in some remote corner of Pavilion with Ching Mun beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest is kinda fuzzy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me and Ching Mun were the only ones who got quite wasted. thankfully we had our own respective designated drivers. Xin Ying sent Ching Mun home, and as i lay passed out in the backseat of my own car, Jie Xing drove Sara and himself back home. of course dropping me back at my granmom's place somewhere along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up this morning realising that i had to send Nicki and Dubby off to kl central at 12! and i didn't have a car!! ....... i didn't even have my wallet on me!!! WTH!?!? luckily Jie Xing woke up and delivered my car to me on the way to his soccer thing. and i managed to send the girls to Central in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back home.. found some paper in my jeans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKYmN39j7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/xh8lVDd8ivE/s1600-h/Image111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKYmN39j7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/xh8lVDd8ivE/s320/Image111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242920698539511730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;owh! it's the bill.. Aziq must've taken care of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKYmaOAIeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/J8KIAmjA_sc/s1600-h/Image113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKYmaOAIeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/J8KIAmjA_sc/s320/Image113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242920701853180386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hm.. how nice of him.. wonder how much did it all cost...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*rubs eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKYmgwzoII/AAAAAAAAAIM/xiCHAKHDg1A/s1600-h/Image114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKYmgwzoII/AAAAAAAAAIM/xiCHAKHDg1A/s320/Image114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242920703609774210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHA?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yea, he paid for everyone.. woah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anyway, since i was too tired to eat breakfast this morning, i was kinda starving, and after sending the girls off i was feeling kinda ill... i didn't get to drink enough water, and i was starting to feel lightheaded... now that isn't good!! i need something to fill me up till dinner, guess i'll make a quick stop before i head home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKYmpH1IVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cUvO_U6Gi5Y/s1600-h/Image115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKYmpH1IVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cUvO_U6Gi5Y/s320/Image115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242920705853825362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mmm..... venti java chip frappucino..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;now i'm just waiting for Ching Mun to come online so i can get some pics of last night up on here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be continued again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-3662890942563214459?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3662890942563214459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=3662890942563214459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/3662890942563214459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/3662890942563214459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/kara-okayyyy.html' title='kara-okayyyy'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKYmN39j7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/xh8lVDd8ivE/s72-c/Image111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-8496098076933089796</id><published>2008-09-06T14:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T15:37:52.549+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;muahahhaha!! i'm finally back home! as some of u may have known, i had some friends visiting KL for a few days. but since my family's small modest home, we could not accomodate some guests staying over, so i went and stayed with my granmom for a few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicki and Dubby went down to Singapore to visit Su Mei in Singapore for 3 weeks, and i guess they got bored of it and felt the need to head up north towards KL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't really sure where to take them around in KL, they wanted to do touristy stuff. soo let's see...&lt;br /&gt;-twin towers&lt;br /&gt;-tugu negara&lt;br /&gt;-national museum&lt;br /&gt;-batu caves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well.. at least it's something! Aziq was a great help, he showed them the life of the rich and famous in KL. wow.. he spoilt them while they were here! hahahah.. all in all, they said they enjoyed themselves, so i'm glad that they did. i didn't take that many pics of the touristy things we did, except for the batu caves trip. i'm not usually the type to take pics, i just steal other people's pics most of the time =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKR7Tlag4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/B3zFjOakreI/s1600-h/Image105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKR7Tlag4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/B3zFjOakreI/s320/Image105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242913364268188546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nicki and the huge gold statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKR7oJe03I/AAAAAAAAAHk/p6UuXYlhxdY/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKR7oJe03I/AAAAAAAAAHk/p6UuXYlhxdY/s320/Image106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242913369788175218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dubby warming up before the hike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKR7i4L2mI/AAAAAAAAAHs/JgehZFWAKEU/s1600-h/Image108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKR7i4L2mI/AAAAAAAAAHs/JgehZFWAKEU/s320/Image108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242913368373451362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok.... here we go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKR7467oVI/AAAAAAAAAH0/rVQUUYY7yqY/s1600-h/Image110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKR7467oVI/AAAAAAAAAH0/rVQUUYY7yqY/s320/Image110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242913374290551122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at the top.. wow.. it really was a good workout..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but i guess the highlight of their visit was the Karaoke we had last night.. shall start a new post for it in awhile! but yea, sent them off earlier today.. i like showing people around KL... maybe next time i can be tour guide! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be continued....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-8496098076933089796?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8496098076933089796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=8496098076933089796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/8496098076933089796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/8496098076933089796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/visit.html' title='the visit'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SMKR7Tlag4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/B3zFjOakreI/s72-c/Image105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-5561957026500154052</id><published>2008-08-31T18:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:13:45.495+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>guess what!! starting today it's Ramadhan!! for those of you who do not know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ramadan&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arabic_language" title="Arabic language"&gt;Arabic&lt;/a&gt;: رمضان, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)" class="IPA"&gt;Ramaḍān&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muslim" title="Muslim"&gt;Muslim&lt;/a&gt; religious observance that takes place during the ninth month of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Islamic_calendar" title="Islamic calendar"&gt;Islamic calendar&lt;/a&gt;, believed to be the month in which the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qur%27an" title="Qur'an"&gt;Qur'an&lt;/a&gt; began to be revealed. It is the Islamic month of fasting, in which Muslims don't eat or drink anything from dawn until sunset. Fasting is meant to teach the person patience and humility. Ramadhan is a time to fast for the sake of God, to offer even more prayer than normal and ask forgiveness for the sins of your past and ask for guidance in the future. To refrain from every day evils and try to purify oneself through self-restraint and good deeds.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i do know what it is, i was just lazy to write a whole essay about it =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, i know throughout the year i do alot of things i'm not suppossed to do as a Muslim, but well.. i guess i have a really different view on religion, but i wont go into that. that usually ends up in hours of talking, and i do wanna sleep soon! =P anyway, i do respect Ramadhan, and it's the one month i will at least try to be a good Muslim. (wow... i sound soo holy now! hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's just a few things that i won't be doing during Ramadhan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating -i'm only allowed to eat after the sun has set each day.. i've been trying to eat less the past week just so my stomach would get used to not getting that much food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drinking - no water during the daytime either.. u should see the huge bottle of water that i have next to my bed that i'm gonna drink every night just so i won't dry up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And some things that i usually do throughout the year, i'm gonna stop &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; for this one month:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;No swearing - no fuck, no shit, no damn, no..... ok.. i'm gonna stop now, it is technically ramadhan so no more swearing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No alcohol - i will stay sober this month! probably wont be too hard to do while i'm here, but i will be struggling when i go back to Aberdeen!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No porn - shiiiit...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well.. that's all i can think of for now i guess. probably will try to be alot nicer to everyone around me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but something i really am looking forward to.. the food!!! =D everynight can just go to nearest market and buy foooooooooooooooood!!!! loads and loads of food.. probably will have to control myself just so i dont get sick after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, some friends will be coming down to KL this coming week for a few days.. that should be fun! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the muslims (if any of my readers are muslim), happy fasting!! =)&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/5405996699411891409-5561957026500154052?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5561957026500154052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=5561957026500154052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/5561957026500154052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/5561957026500154052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/ramadhan.html' title='Ramadhan'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-7930225956928061440</id><published>2008-08-30T17:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T18:58:23.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka merdeka!!</title><content type='html'>jalur gemilang la la la la la lalla,&lt;br /&gt;jalur gemilang la la la la lalalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;ok fine.. i don't know the song! but they were playing it over and over again toay in midvalley! got really annoying up to the point where we had to sneak away to gardens to get away from it. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's that time of year again where everyone hang up their flags! big or small, on their house or on their cars, one flag or a hundred flags! it's our independence day again! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLmDIw7HJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/v8oLEeOydR8/s1600-h/MalaysianFlag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLmDIw7HJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/v8oLEeOydR8/s320/MalaysianFlag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240363828017309634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it just me or are people putting up less malaysian flags this year? i use to remember cars (especially taxis) being covered in those mini malaysian flags that u stick onto cars. but this year, i barely see any! maybe a few here and there, they can be spotted if u look for them. nothing compared to our previous years! a friend of mine even suggested that it's because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"everyone give up on malaysia already"&lt;/span&gt; how sad is that!? =( hope it's just cause everyone has other things on their minds, like the by-elections and other politics stuff. really miss seeing all the flags all over the place =( that was one of the things i was looking forward to this summer.. oh well, i guess waking up early tomorrow to watch the parade would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight was merdeka's eve. alot of people go out drinking on this eve.. not sure why. don't see any connection between alcohol and clubbing with our independence day. i mean, i would understand new year's eve.. but the eve of merdeka? probably just an excuse for alot fo people to go out drinking. =P i know i used that excuse last year, and that didn't turn out too well.. =( it was a really bad night out... probably why i don't wanna celebrate on the eve of merdeka anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was even the last day that i would want to drink for a month! you see... i'm planning to go sober throughout the whole of Ramadhan (obviously.. and i will blog more about this tomorrow) i was really looking forward to drinking tonight, until i woke up this morning and noticed tonight was also merdeka eve. no way i was gonna go out tonight! oh well.. no more drinking for me!! (for a month at least =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead i went out to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Babylon AD&lt;/span&gt; with Sara.. man.. the movie was crap.. and we actually paid 20 bucks to watch it in gsc signature! damn them!! i got cheated for my 20 bucks.. wish we watched a nicer movie, &gt;=( but they were really good seats!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the night was spent wandering around Damansara Heights in the car.. aimlessly driving to whereever we felt like going. blasting the music really loud and singing along to pop and towards the end we even sang along to some classic rock! sadly we barely knew the lyrics.. ahahah. it was fun though trying to figure it out. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's how i quietly spent my merdeka eve.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna try sleep in tomorrow, but i have the feeling my family would wake me up to watch the parade in the morning. oh well.. it is a once a year thing. might as well enjoy it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY MERDEKA everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-7930225956928061440?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7930225956928061440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=7930225956928061440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7930225956928061440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7930225956928061440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/merdeka-merdeka.html' title='Merdeka merdeka!!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLmDIw7HJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/v8oLEeOydR8/s72-c/MalaysianFlag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-8746678574678977013</id><published>2008-08-26T19:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T02:54:32.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatty Crab.. have i mentioned how much i hate Samsung!?!?</title><content type='html'>i've been using my Samsung for just a few months, and so far, i've only dropped it once. a drop, few inches off the table. even then it was ok. but suddenly, the past two days my phone's been acting up! the screen has been either really fuzzy, or it just doesn't show anything at all! just a blank screen! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;STUPID SAMSUNG!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the camera is pretty good for a camera phone, but as a phone... it sucks balls!! i've gone back to my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Nokia&lt;/span&gt;... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fatty crab&lt;/span&gt;, for years i've heard people talk about fatty crab!! but never really had any interest in going there to eat. always thought, it's just crab isn't it!? I've never been too fond of eating crab. i always found it too troublesome to eat.. i want food that i can just eat! i hate it when i have to work for my food! cracking the shell open and scrapping the meat out only to get a tiny bit of meat to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up going out to have dinner at fatty crab! and wow it was goood!! Me and Aziq couldn't speak a word of chinese, so thankfully we had Sara and Sze to help us order everything. =P us guys just sat in our chairs and waited for the food to come! ahaahah.. it wasn't even that long of a wait, but the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;food was sooo goooood!!!&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLRQHEUjSaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sAE-z-2trKs/s1600-h/Photo291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLRQHEUjSaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sAE-z-2trKs/s320/Photo291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238900348887976354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i didn't really have a problem with the shell this time cause Sze helped me get all the crab meat out of the shell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLRQHqmBo-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/vaHGAF5Lo_s/s1600-h/Photo287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLRQHqmBo-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/vaHGAF5Lo_s/s320/Photo287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238900359161816034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is how much crab she unshelled for me.. wow i felt soo spoiled yesterday =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLRQIVqLxcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/8fdV6Nps8_E/s1600-h/Photo288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLRQIVqLxcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/8fdV6Nps8_E/s320/Photo288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238900370721981890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a small part of the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(u might've noticed by now but the pictures were taken after the meal, all of us enjoyed the food too much to think about taking pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLRQI7MKfFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ojXoQMOC0FM/s1600-h/Photo295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLRQI7MKfFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ojXoQMOC0FM/s320/Photo295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238900380796615762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the girls ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLRQJZKEoUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wiNVqJC1r0A/s1600-h/Photo296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLRQJZKEoUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wiNVqJC1r0A/s320/Photo296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238900388840907074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we really were struggling to finish it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLSxLC7Yc-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/8VuYVf_l7xw/s1600-h/Photo298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLSxLC7Yc-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/8VuYVf_l7xw/s320/Photo298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239007069861344226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wow! was she that hungry!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLSxLWyvvHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/114Hu3PC-Zk/s1600-h/Photo299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLSxLWyvvHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/114Hu3PC-Zk/s320/Photo299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239007075193830514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this pic of Aziq basically sums up how all of us felt after the meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;damn, feeling soo fat now... guess i'll have to work out a lil bit more than i usually do just to recover from that meal! signing off..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/5405996699411891409-8746678574678977013?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8746678574678977013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=8746678574678977013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/8746678574678977013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/8746678574678977013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/fatty-crab-have-i-mentioned-how-much-i.html' title='Fatty Crab.. have i mentioned how much i hate Samsung!?!?'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SLRQHEUjSaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sAE-z-2trKs/s72-c/Photo291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-7944862066036745259</id><published>2008-08-25T19:58:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:51:20.931+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Taman Negara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've always had an interest in outdoor jungle camping stuff. ever since the good old scouting years. all we did was learn how to survive in the jungle like basic camping knowledge, knot tying, fire starting, tent setting, and also how to respect the jungle. well.. i guess in those days, we thought alot by our scout masters, but we almost never practiced any of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i remember going to only one or two camping trips the whole time i was in Cempaka! wow, for a person who likes the outdoors i sure don't go outdoors enough! but i remember those few camps that we had. they were really fun and i learned alot of new things! now that i think about it, i wish i went to more camps in my school days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few years away from school, i kinda gave up the thought of going camping out in the woods again. and my family isnt really the type that goes on adventrous holidays. so it really was a shock when my dad told me that we were going to  Taman Negara (National Park). Havent really been there before, and i didn't really know anyone who's been there and talked alot about it. but i guess it was something to look forward to! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out a few days before the trip that we would be staying in chalets! i knew my family wouldn't stay in tents for a camping trip. so i didn't really think of it as a camping trip, so wasn't really expecting that much from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first night we were there, we went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;night trekking&lt;/span&gt;. i thought of it as just a walk in the jungle at night, but the guide showed us many of the insects and animals that came out at night! and wow some of them were cool!!! got back to our rooms... safe from leeches. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day two, we started off &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jungle trekking.&lt;/span&gt; and trekked our way to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;canopy walk&lt;/span&gt; area. wow that was fantastic being soo high off the ground! it was funny watching my parents taking it a step at a time. and me racing through the bridges with my younger siblings. i'm thankful i didn't inherit my parent's fear of heights. After that we went back to our rooms to get changed to go swimming! our guide took us further up the river to go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swimming in the river&lt;/span&gt;. wow the current was strong! me and my bro tried to see who could swim against it... yeaaa... he's a much better swimmer than i am. and still we're all safe from leeches! wohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the third and final day of events, we went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cave exploring&lt;/span&gt;! it was a really short cave, but my parents turned back half way cause they couldn't keep up, and my dad couldn't fit through some of the holes =S but the whole cave ceiling was covered in bats!!! there was just about a foot between my head and them at some points. i could feel them shitting on me!! i just kept telling myself that it was water dripping on my head. and on the way back to the boat, i caught 2 leeches on my shoe before they went any further up! and when we went back to the rooms to get changed, found out that everyone else got bitten by leeches except for me! how lucky am i? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the same day we also went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rapids shooting&lt;/span&gt;, which is basically going really fast in a long skinny boat over rapids. had loads of fun on that one. and on the way back we dropped by some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orang Asli&lt;/span&gt; village, which i wasnt really keen on at first, but they let me play with the blowpipe, so i was entertained =) also found out that the orang asli that live in the Taman Negara are originally from East Africa. so they looked really african, but they could speak perfect malay.. so that was really interesting to learn about how they came here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the fourth day, we were struggling to pack because all of us were soo tired, all we wanted to do was go home. it was good to be home, i could finally check facebook!! =D i really am addicted to facebook... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;altogether i really did enjoy myself on this trip which is rare, because i usually hate family trips! we always end up going nowhere! and be forced to go to places that only my parents want to go. but this time, i can actually say i really enjoyed this trip with my family. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i would definitely recommend anyone who is a fan of outdoor camping trips to go to taman negara! they've got loads of different packages to choose from! (they should pay me for advertising)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!! i actually did get to post something up tonight.. wow.. i can actually sleep now.. yayyy!!!  =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-7944862066036745259?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7944862066036745259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=7944862066036745259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7944862066036745259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7944862066036745259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/taman-negara.html' title='Taman Negara'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-7937487277134276818</id><published>2008-08-20T22:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:02:24.619+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKySqnGRB-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/bTArJD5Zo6k/s1600-h/Photo240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKySqnGRB-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/bTArJD5Zo6k/s320/Photo240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236721727472469986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;J.D. a girls best friend.. or Sara's at least =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd just like to wish my dear friend Sara a happy 20th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up going to Bar club last minute, it almost didn't happen, but why not!? since i wont be here for sara's birthday, i thought i should be celebrating it with her at the stroke of midnight!! hahahah.. sadly no pics of the night just yet. i'm really tired and i gotta wake up in about 2 hours time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i'll be heading off to taman negara for the next few days. i'll be back on sunday, so hopefully i can post up the pics then!&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/5405996699411891409-7937487277134276818?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7937487277134276818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=7937487277134276818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7937487277134276818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7937487277134276818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-sara.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARA!!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKySqnGRB-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/bTArJD5Zo6k/s72-c/Photo240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-7177996501639872099</id><published>2008-08-20T22:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:50:41.414+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF!?!?!! U BIT ME!!!</title><content type='html'>The day started off pretty stressful.. not knowing who would actually be able to make it that night! a bunch of us were planning to go to bar club, but then some people couldn't really confirm. so anyway, took a short break from that, and played some baseball!!! the batting cages are really awesome!! but u gotta go with friends. i tried going there alone.. it sucked... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKyPSb4gAgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/aDvQGRqOBUE/s1600-h/Photo216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKyPSb4gAgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/aDvQGRqOBUE/s320/Photo216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236718013610197506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheok! u can do it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKyPS3rh9lI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RPNeI6Eq5_8/s1600-h/Photo215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKyPS3rh9lI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RPNeI6Eq5_8/s320/Photo215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236718021071992402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ching Mun waiting patiently for her turn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKyPTMU6GxI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Jr4BU3IpPmI/s1600-h/Photo227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKyPTMU6GxI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Jr4BU3IpPmI/s320/Photo227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236718026614250258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BRING IT ON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had loads more pics of ching mun batting, but she deleted them while i was batting... damn.. why did i trust her with my phone!! =( oh well.. at least i have one pic of her staring out into the horizon! looks soo artsy! i like =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, after working up a sweat, we decided to stink up a cinema by watching Star Wars!! man... that show was for kids!! that cinema was practically empty! should have watched wall e instead!.. oh well.. i'll just watch it next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before the movie even started, look what this Ching Mun did to me!!!&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/_0adUSb32jFY/SKyPTkcuncI/AAAAAAAAAGA/n4CBCH2apTQ/s1600-h/Photo229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKyPTkcuncI/AAAAAAAAAGA/n4CBCH2apTQ/s320/Photo229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236718033089502658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF!!!?! she actually bit me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;idiotic ching mun!!!! i bite u back then u know!!! &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/5405996699411891409-7177996501639872099?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7177996501639872099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=7177996501639872099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7177996501639872099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7177996501639872099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/wtf-u-bit-me.html' title='WTF!?!?!! U BIT ME!!!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKyPSb4gAgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/aDvQGRqOBUE/s72-c/Photo216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-5654888739328232336</id><published>2008-08-17T15:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:08:25.842+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A lazy day.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKg7vORhBuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/k8cqfajerjk/s1600-h/Photo191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKg7vORhBuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/k8cqfajerjk/s320/Photo191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235500249289656034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;........zzzzzzzzZZZZZZZ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is how i spent most of my afternoon! after having breakfast i watched some tv but there was nothing on, so i sat infront of my laptop and fell asleep! why is this place sooo hot!! i was melting! just felt really tired cause of the heat so didn't feel like doing anything. i was just rolling around in bed falling in and out of sleep. i even had a short dream that my bedsheets changed colour on its own! hahaha. i never have this feeling when i'm in Aberdeen.. it can only be the heat here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing i know, it's the evening, and i just cant stand being at home anymore. so i went out for abit, and came back in time for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after dinner, me and my family just sat infront of the TV to watch the olympics. Badminton! the only sport that i think we have a (sorry to say) real chance of winning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_0adUSb32jFY/SKg6p3ZlhcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/we9H5kxG2n4/s1600-h/lee+chong+wei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKg6p3ZlhcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/we9H5kxG2n4/s320/lee+chong+wei.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235499057738515906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malaysia's player, lee chong wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it was a good match to begin with, but it was obvious who was dominating the court. sadly.. we lost in the finals.. =( but i think chong wei did his best, and he won our first medal in this olympics! we can at least be happy about that! woohooo!! congrats to him! Everyone's really sad that he lost, but i'm glad that he at least got a medal for us! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if we stand a chance in any of the other sports =S&lt;br /&gt;i hope we do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-5654888739328232336?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5654888739328232336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=5654888739328232336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/5654888739328232336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/5654888739328232336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/lazy-day.html' title='A lazy day.....'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKg7vORhBuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/k8cqfajerjk/s72-c/Photo191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-5328453394147301728</id><published>2008-08-15T17:04:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T16:12:02.257+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of you..</title><content type='html'>Ever since that forgetting sarah marshall movie that i watched with Chingy, i've been thinking alot about Janice.. about how much i miss her.. been looking through some of our pictures together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKWqAygX6pI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HEXe9EtM2i0/s1600-h/n14800631_37962339_5748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKWqAygX6pI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HEXe9EtM2i0/s320/n14800631_37962339_5748.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234777072422349458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me and janice a few weeks before we got together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think she'll ever stumble on this page, so i just wanna say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her american accent&lt;br /&gt;I miss argueing about the right way of pronouncing things (brit or american)&lt;br /&gt;I miss how we tickled each other throughout the day&lt;br /&gt;I miss learning how to cook new dishes for her&lt;br /&gt;I miss how she couldnt eat the spicy food i made for her&lt;br /&gt;I miss watching movies with a tub of ice cream between us&lt;br /&gt;I miss buying her chocolates everytime i went to see her&lt;br /&gt;I miss keeping her warm in my cold flat that only i feel comfortable in&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking to her till i fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;I miss waking up to her&lt;br /&gt;I miss going to parties with her&lt;br /&gt;I miss how she told me about the countries she's visited&lt;br /&gt;I miss how she helped me out during Japanese classes&lt;br /&gt;Damn i miss her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i just generally miss being with someone.. oh welllll.. just have to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's her birthday today (16th Aug).. i'd just like to wish her a HAPPY BIRTHDAY! even if she doesnt read this. hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-5328453394147301728?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5328453394147301728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=5328453394147301728' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/5328453394147301728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/5328453394147301728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures-of-you.html' title='Pictures of you..'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKWqAygX6pI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HEXe9EtM2i0/s72-c/n14800631_37962339_5748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-7449815954512974231</id><published>2008-08-12T14:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:56:11.384+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of this country, but proud to be Malaysian..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8Wl3firJQk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8Wl3firJQk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just moments ago i listened to this song, and i just felt really goood to be Malaysian. Don't know why.. i know this has been around for awhile now, but i just listened to the lyrics and it really touched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for the past few weeks i've been going on and on about how much i'm sick of KL, i actually really am! and quite sick of this country too! i mean, at it's current state! i wish when i do come back to KL to settle down, it'll be in a much more livable state. can't there at least not be anymore racism? But even so, i really think Malaysia is a beautiful country, we have soo much potential! why aren't we rising up?! yerrr.... dunno why i feel kinda patriotic now, but still... i'm really sick of KL now, i just wanna run away to UK for awhile =P but i definitely do wanna come back to Malaysia sooner or later =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the lyrics to this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;HERE IN MY HOME&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;u style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Hold on brother hold on&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;The road is long. We’re on stony ground&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;But I’m strong. You ain’t heavy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;u style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Oh there’s a misspoken truth that lies&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Colors don’t bind, oh no.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;What do they know? They speak falsely.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;u style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Here in my home&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;I’ll tell you what its all about&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;There’s just one hope here in my heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;One love undivided&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;That’s what it’s all about&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Please won’t you fall in one by one by one with me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;u style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Push back sister won’t you push back?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Love won’t wait. Just keep pushing on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Yes I’m strong. You ain’t heavy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;u style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Oh don’t you worry about that…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;What we have shadows can’t deny&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Don’t you know it’s now or never?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;u style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Rap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Bahasa &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Bertubi asakan berkurun lamanya&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Hati ke depan mencari yang sayang&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;u style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;: Years of fears and years of tribulation&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;The heart keeps searching for that endless devotion&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;[Mandarin]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:新細明體;font-size:14;"  lang="ZH-TW" &gt;手牵手大家一起走，我代表华人开口未来就没有丢走&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;u style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;phonetics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;: &lt;i style=""&gt;shou qian shou da jia yi qi zou&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;wo dai biao hua ren kai kou wei lai jiu mei you diu zou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;u style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;: Hand in hand we’ll march like blood brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;I speak for my people we’ll find peace forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;[Tamil]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;இந்த&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;பயணம்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;பயணம்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;என்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;வெற்றி&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;தாகம்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;அந்த&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;கனா&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;காலம்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;நம்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;வெற்றி&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;ராகம்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;நண்பா&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:InaiMathi;font-size:14;"  &gt;நண்பா&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;u style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;phonetics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;: inthe payanam payanamm yen vettri thaagam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;anthee kaana kaalam naam vetri raagam...nanba nanba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;u style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;: May the road ahead quench my thirst for success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;May the road behind echo a song of the blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;[English]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;Yes I feel it in my bones and I will let it be known&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;No matter where I roam this is home sweet home&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14;"  &gt;Sing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malaysianartistesforunity.info" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.malaysianartistesforunity.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/mafu_banner.jpg" width="485" height="72" alt="free download" title="free download"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-7449815954512974231?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7449815954512974231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=7449815954512974231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7449815954512974231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7449815954512974231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/sick-of-this-country-but-proud-to-be.html' title='Sick of this country, but proud to be Malaysian..'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-2686068340930092578</id><published>2008-08-11T16:57:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:58:38.871+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A tyresome day..</title><content type='html'>Woke up sneezing and coughing this morning... i hate being sick. =( i don't usually get sick, but kinda got really sick over the weekend, during the trip to cameron highlands (more about that later on). so anyway, woke up feeling really ill, so i took some meds and contemplated if i should ROT at home, or try find something to do which would probably mean going out while being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After entertaining myself by watching really random people singing on youtube, i was starting to feel restless... thankfully someone who's usually as bored as me woke up and came online! before i knew it, i was on my way out to pick Ching Mun up to watch Forgetting Sarah Marshall. i know it's a chick flick, but i wanted to watch it cause of Russell Brand, if you've never heard of him before, he's a british comedian, and he is hilarious! so i was hoping this movie would be as funny as his shows i watched in the UK. (owh, and Kristen Bell is super hot in this movie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBpjVHL1dI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IepQCFp7ud0/s1600-h/forgetting-sarah-marshall-poster-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBpjVHL1dI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IepQCFp7ud0/s320/forgetting-sarah-marshall-poster-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233298822688134610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ching Mun decided to dress really 'young' today, which caught me by surprise, i mean i could swear she looked under 18 today! and so, she started taking alot of 'sweet' pics of herself, saying she doesnt have any. and i told her she couldn't pull it off.. and so i paid the price by being her camera man and taking loads of 'sweet'-ish pics of her before the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBpJch2uiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/dhK6pSIGBo8/s1600-h/P1012678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBpJch2uiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/dhK6pSIGBo8/s320/P1012678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233298378002446882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of the many pics i took of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and just before we went into the cinema, she actually convinced me to do a few kiddish poses as well.. but i'm not gonna embarass myself by posting them up! well, she put it up on her blog as revenge for her sleeping pic i uploaded on mine.. but it's ok.. i will get even... i just have to be patient, and wait till she gets pissed drunk and starts making out with another girl again! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about the movie, it was ok, but if you're in malaysia i'd recommend u to wait for the DVD.. they cut out waaay too many scenes!! until the point that it got really annoying! putting the censorship aside, that movie really made me miss Janice.. whenever the guy had flashbacks about what he did with his ex, i had flashbacks too.. i even talked about how much i missed Janice to Ching Mun on the way back, i just couldn't get her off my mind. i mean like, i am over her but i guess i just miss being together with someone.. =( just before i could miss her anymore, something happens to take my mind completely of her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBoFyTh3vI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nG0LOQJ6rYc/s1600-h/Image077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBoFyTh3vI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nG0LOQJ6rYc/s320/Image077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233297215616835314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes.. i punctured a tyre.. =( not sure how or when. didn't really notice it until i was driving back from 1U, by then i didn't know how far i drove like this. i knew the car was making weird noises!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBoGP0hvtI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tzfAlAH0alY/s1600-h/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBoGP0hvtI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tzfAlAH0alY/s320/Image078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233297223539867346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that shiny thing in my tyre is the cause of this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it looked small but man it refused to budge! i was really curious about what i drove over! but finally after about an hour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBoGTlwetI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IiKkpIWKt7w/s1600-h/Image081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBoGTlwetI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IiKkpIWKt7w/s320/Image081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233297224551660242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it finally decided to let go of the tyre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;definitely cant use this tyre anymore!! guess what i pulled out of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBoGkOzTfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/YU_J5HFO_5c/s1600-h/Image082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBoGkOzTfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/YU_J5HFO_5c/s320/Image082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233297229018779122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where the hell did that come from?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it was quite annoying that it happened cause i have to embarassingly drive with a spare tyre for the next few days until my dad comes back and fixes it. =( i'd do it myself, except he has the card =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... that kinda spoiled the day... i think i'll post about my camerons weekend another day. i really need some rest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;byeeeeee...&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/5405996699411891409-2686068340930092578?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2686068340930092578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=2686068340930092578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/2686068340930092578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/2686068340930092578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/tyresome-day.html' title='A tyresome day..'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SKBpjVHL1dI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IepQCFp7ud0/s72-c/forgetting-sarah-marshall-poster-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-977650471990847657</id><published>2008-08-08T18:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T18:41:38.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Incredible Hunt!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;About a week ago Li Hong asked me to join her treasure hunt, at first i thought she wasn't serious, so i didn't pay that much attention to it, but just a few days ago she convinced me to join. i mean like, why not? i was thinking this should be fun! and so i told her that i would take part. and about 2 days before the actual event i find out that i'll be needing a partner! where am i gonna find a partner for this treasure hunt!? most of my friends aren't really into these kinda things. And then i remembered someone who might just be as bored as i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Kaj (pronounced 'Kai') about a few weeks ago, i'm his big sis's neighbour in Aberdeen. he's here visiting a few friends and his girlfriend's friends and family. He's from Sweden, but his parents are originally from Hong Kong. If you're wondering about his name, it's swedish spelling for a chinese name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about the treasure hunt! we got there on time, but just as usual in Malaysia, u get everyone coming about 30 minutes late. but in the end there were only 4 teams.. =( i think there were more organisers than participants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJyBFtNs-RI/AAAAAAAAADw/bJ9wArdus4w/s1600-h/Photo148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJyBFtNs-RI/AAAAAAAAADw/bJ9wArdus4w/s320/Photo148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232198802134071570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;organisers preparing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJyBFoHT5qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/S3tEF8NHcS0/s1600-h/Photo149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJyBFoHT5qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/S3tEF8NHcS0/s320/Photo149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232198800765085346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a few pics before we begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_0adUSb32jFY/SJyBF-qBk3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/AL-xIuiu2R8/s1600-h/Photo150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJyBF-qBk3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/AL-xIuiu2R8/s320/Photo150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232198806816265074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taking a pic of Xin Ying taking a pic of me =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They gave us a variety of tasks to complete from spotting differences, shooting hoops, blowing on flour and even buying ice! oh yea, our team name is 'Superheroes' sadly, i forgot to tell Kaj to wear his superman shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJyBF9D0cAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1B47y68iTOU/s1600-h/Photo153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJyBF9D0cAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1B47y68iTOU/s320/Photo153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232198806387585026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's put a smile on that face!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No matter what the task, ALOT of running was involved! i think me and Kaj's team ran the most, but stupid busses gave time for the other teams to catch up! &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_0adUSb32jFY/SJyBGJBWJEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8ww5CKex1M8/s1600-h/Photo154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJyBGJBWJEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8ww5CKex1M8/s320/Photo154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232198809598436418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and Kaj thinking we got the grand prize, hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;seems that there was some miscommunication between the organising team, and so there was this huge meeting after refreshments before they gave the prizes. One of the lecturers even came to try solve the problem. seems, that we didn't get first place, which was alright. me and Kaj were just in it for fun. we weren't even studying there! =P and so, everything was resolved, and me and Kaj are satisfied with our medal and shirts we got! =) we even gave our third prize to the fourth team cause we both didn't think we'd be using the discount vouchers. It was all good fun! we didn't come to win the prize, we took part in it to have fun! and we did =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back pooped! went straight on my bed and fell asleep for a couple of hours before waking up to dinner. wow, i really needed a shower then. and the flour stayed in my hair until the shower! =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was another good day =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better head off to bed, it's 1:45am and i gotta wake up in just over 2 hours! going to Cameron Highlands with my family for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;good night!!&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/5405996699411891409-977650471990847657?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/977650471990847657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=977650471990847657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/977650471990847657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/977650471990847657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/incredible-hunt.html' title='The Incredible Hunt!!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJyBFtNs-RI/AAAAAAAAADw/bJ9wArdus4w/s72-c/Photo148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-7800606520269945363</id><published>2008-08-07T08:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T08:38:30.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home in the afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's in the middle of the day, and i'm at home!!! what's wrong with me!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's actually cause of the stupid weather..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJqjxD-nUGI/AAAAAAAAADg/mUWXv9EBgrY/s1600-h/Photo128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJqjxD-nUGI/AAAAAAAAADg/mUWXv9EBgrY/s320/Photo128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231673980421099618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i could barely see in front of me when i was driving back from fetching my lil sis!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;stupid malaysian weather! and i was soo looking forward to having cendol with Ching Mun and Li Hong =(&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/5405996699411891409-7800606520269945363?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7800606520269945363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=7800606520269945363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7800606520269945363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7800606520269945363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/home-in-afternoon.html' title='Home in the afternoon'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJqjxD-nUGI/AAAAAAAAADg/mUWXv9EBgrY/s72-c/Photo128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-7657620533876919645</id><published>2008-08-06T16:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T08:41:59.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One hell of a day!</title><content type='html'>It was really one hell of a day today! It really was a roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It began just like any usual day, i went to my gran's house to go swimming. And i had lunch plans which i was looking forward to. After swimming i headed all the way to Pavilion for lunch with Dilin and Sng Ming. Ate at some pasta place, i wouldn't recommend it, service was bad and slow and the food wasn't that nice either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they had to head back to work, and i wanted to head off to timesquare to buy some shoes. Just as i got out of Pavilion, and going onto Jalan Bukit Bintang, i got into an accident.. MY FIRST ACCIDENT!! well.. i've been in accidents before, but this is the first time it was my fault!! DAMN! it wasn't anything serious, just a tiny little scratch. owh, and a piece of advice if you're driving a Honda City, that bloody car is shaped in a way that the slightest nudge will dent the car infront!! go look at the City! it's sharp infront! who the hell went and designed the car like that?!?!?! &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJqmnaDSuQI/AAAAAAAAADo/mfcjEp9AD64/s1600-h/Photo116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJqmnaDSuQI/AAAAAAAAADo/mfcjEp9AD64/s320/Photo116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231677113082493186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my car after the accident! (ignore that black spot, it was there before) do u see anything!? NO that's because there's barely any damage, just some paint scratched off on the tip of the nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but anyway, i tried my best to stay calm while explaining myself to the guy, but it was in malay, so my vocab was VERY limited. and i couldnt explain why i banged his car!! i kinda just zoned out! he asked me to pay him for the tiny little scratch, but i managed to talk my way out of it. his boss hasn't given me a call yet, so i'm guessing his boss didn't think it was a big deal either? unless he's gonna call tomorrow. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i continued on with my day being depressed cause i had my first accident... =( to all of you who are against me smoking, i'm sorry but i smoked. i was stressed and depressed! and smoking did help! but then i don't think i wanna suffer later on, so i'm trying to find out what to do with the rest of the box. at the moment it's hiding in my car. i want to give it away but i just don't hang out regularly with any smokers! wonder how long it'll take for it to go bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i bought my DC shoes! i think they're fake (shhh....) but i hope they last at least a year =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJqgeV59j1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/dE1VZGqtOxA/s1600-h/Photo118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJqgeV59j1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/dE1VZGqtOxA/s320/Photo118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231670360281026386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I headed home straight after i got my shoes. just when i got home, Aziq came and picked me up. he was bored and he wanted me to help him finish Need for Speed Carbon. but just like everytime we go out to do something, we get sidetracked. went to a gym shop at Telawi. he wanted to get a sit-up machine, why do u need a sit up machine when u can just do it by yourself!? anyway, there was this Body Composition Analyzer machine thing. It really made my day, here's the main results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Height: &lt;/span&gt;                                           164cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weight:    &lt;/span&gt;                                      71.1kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BMI:                 &lt;/span&gt;                                26.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FAT%:                &lt;/span&gt;                           23.7%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desirable fat%:&lt;/span&gt;                         14-20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desirably fat mass: &lt;/span&gt;               8.8 - 13.6kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Target BF%:    &lt;/span&gt;                            20%&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fat to lose: &lt;/span&gt;                                  3.3kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJqgeiAyDvI/AAAAAAAAADY/o4o-97ToTOA/s1600-h/Photo117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJqgeiAyDvI/AAAAAAAAADY/o4o-97ToTOA/s320/Photo117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231670363530858226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the machine thingie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First of all... I LOST WEIGHT!!!! WOHOO!! since i got back i've been eating loads, but i guess the recent dieting and exercise is helping =D secondly, 3.3kg is all i have to lose to be in the desirable range!! 3 kilos!?!? that's nothing!! i can lose that before i fly off back to aberdeen!! that will be my target then!! to lose 3 kilos in less than a month =P no problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up not buying the sit up machine. so we headed down to Gardens, Aziq wanted to watch The Mummy in Gold Class! and so we did. one ticket costs Rm60! the last time i went to gold class it was only RM35!! but this goldclass was soooo... wow.... i think it's really worth the money. just that i wouldn't spend that much money on myself to just watch a movie. the movie was alright but my phone wasn't.. i left the camera on (while it was in my pocket of course, it's not like i was recording the movie) and so half way through the movie, my phone told me it was low on battery.. =( and right after the movie, i just decided to switch itself off... stupid samsung... couldn't the camera go on stanby or something!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we leaving Gardens, Aziq tipped all the guys in the Valet parking, and he sat in the passenger's seat. HE ASKED ME TO DRIVE!!! woahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...... i wanted to make sure he meant it first, before i jumped into the driver's seat. took awhile to find where all the levers for adjusting his seat, it must've took at least 10 minutes before we actually got the car moving. HE wasn't really feeling well, so he just wanted to sit in the car and sing. it didn't matter what he was doing, all i needed was to hear the car, feel the car. his car was brilliant!! had power, stayed flat during corners, and it sounded great!! and so we drove around for an hour speeding on most highways. i don't know how i'm gonna go back to driving my car now.. but it was really a great way to end the day. I'd really like to thank Aziq for trusting me enough to drive his car.  Thanks dude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-7657620533876919645?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7657620533876919645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=7657620533876919645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7657620533876919645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7657620533876919645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-hell-of-day.html' title='One hell of a day!'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJqmnaDSuQI/AAAAAAAAADo/mfcjEp9AD64/s72-c/Photo116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-5019595661376293178</id><published>2008-08-06T01:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T02:02:11.645+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of running...</title><content type='html'>just got a facebook message from Dr. Rizal inviting all the old cempakans to join in on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Run &amp;amp; Roll 08.08.08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The programme is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;9am Run starts at Cempaka Damansara (10 legs of 2.5km)&lt;br /&gt;1pm Runners finish at Cempaka Cheras&lt;br /&gt;4pm Convoy leaves from Damansara for Cheras&lt;br /&gt;5pm Damansara convoy joins Cheras convoy and both head for CILC together&lt;br /&gt;6.30pm Arrive in CILC. Satay Party. Fruits. Rock Band. etc.&lt;br /&gt;8.00pm Signing of CILC plaque. (Possibly Olympics opening on screen)&lt;br /&gt;End. &lt;/blockquote&gt;should i? i mean like, think of it. if i can jog more than 2.5km it would be good enough. and i bet it would be a hell of an experience trying to keep up with these 'kids'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but damansara to cheras... it does sound kind of far..&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-5019595661376293178?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5019595661376293178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=5019595661376293178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/5019595661376293178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/5019595661376293178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/thinking-of-running.html' title='Thinking of running...'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-4943631297832394417</id><published>2008-08-03T18:53:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:57:43.100Z</updated><title type='text'>Murni, some other place in SS2 &amp; McD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a boring day with the family and a few hours of E on astro, i got sooo fed up of being at home that i wanted to go out, i switched the TV off, and lay on my bed thinking of what i could do to fill up what i had left of a sunday. luckily the phone rang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Jie Xing, he invited me to go have dinner at Murni in SS2 with some of the old cempakans cause Kenny was leaving tomorrow! i'm not that close to Kenny, but.. WOHOO!! something to pass the time! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJXztGSa1WI/AAAAAAAAABw/m-NHg0lbIyQ/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJXztGSa1WI/AAAAAAAAABw/m-NHg0lbIyQ/s200/Image060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230354498368230754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Towards the end of dinner, Sze called, she asked if i wanted to hang out for abit. wohoo!! more stuff to do! picked her up and we headed back to SS2. she wasn't really feeling well so she had some ginseng chicken soup thing. my granmom usually makes this for herself, and i've tried it before.. really healthy but horrid tasting! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came these bunch of guys who sat next to our table and started smoking, so we left. guess where we ended up!&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/_0adUSb32jFY/SJX0ru_djNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AngOVfo-U9U/s1600-h/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJX0ru_djNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AngOVfo-U9U/s200/Image061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230355574446460114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes... McDonalds! hahhahaha.. ordered a portion of large fries and some ice cream! mmm... but we got kinda bored and started playing with our foood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiment #1: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ice Cream + Pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJX127vmAUI/AAAAAAAAACA/VRkNX9Q_e64/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJX127vmAUI/AAAAAAAAACA/VRkNX9Q_e64/s200/Image062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230356866359755074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiment #2: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice Cream + Creamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJX13Aj4rJI/AAAAAAAAACI/dm2GBunWEUY/s1600-h/Image063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJX13Aj4rJI/AAAAAAAAACI/dm2GBunWEUY/s200/Image063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230356867652824210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJX3uyR1JjI/AAAAAAAAACg/i7ycp-s2iWY/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJX3uyR1JjI/AAAAAAAAACg/i7ycp-s2iWY/s200/Image066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230358925403301426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJX3aQN0ocI/AAAAAAAAACY/dz9QTMQuDCk/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJX3aQN0ocI/AAAAAAAAACY/dz9QTMQuDCk/s200/Image065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230358572662301122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The only experiment she was willing to try!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Experiment #3: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice Cream + Chilli Sauce + Sugar + Pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJX4jWHYjpI/AAAAAAAAACo/XvBRnYaqZtY/s1600-h/Image067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJX4jWHYjpI/AAAAAAAAACo/XvBRnYaqZtY/s320/Image067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230359828376358546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I actually am feeling sick now recalling how it tasted like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the last experiment we were feeling like we were getting a lil tired, so we ended it there. I pity the guy who had to clean the mess up. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was quite a fun night with nothing really significant being done. Don't you just love midnight boredom? =P&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/5405996699411891409-4943631297832394417?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4943631297832394417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=4943631297832394417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/4943631297832394417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/4943631297832394417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/murni-some-other-place-in-ss2-mcd.html' title='Murni, some other place in SS2 &amp; McD'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJXztGSa1WI/AAAAAAAAABw/m-NHg0lbIyQ/s72-c/Image060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-1653776455275636999</id><published>2008-08-02T16:22:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:57:44.033Z</updated><title type='text'>Bazaars and a random pic ;)</title><content type='html'>shortly after i fell asleep just after my post this morning, i got a call from a number i didn't save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"hey! eh, still asleep ah u?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kind of la, fell asleep after breakfast. why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"nola, there's this bazaar in bangsar that i wanna go to"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hmm.. dunno, see first la.. wait.. who's this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"what!? don't u know who i am!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"uhh... i just woke up la! still abit blur! what u want from me!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"still! how could u forget my voice!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wait! continue talking! i'll figure it out sooner or later!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"aiyo.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OWH!!! i know who!!" &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;[at this point i still had no idea]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;at this="" point="" i="" actually="" didn="" t="" know="" who="" it="" was=""&gt;&lt;/at&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"finally!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what's up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and we just continued our conversation for another minute or so about what we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;'d be doing in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i still couldn't figure out who it was!!! looked through my phone book and trying to remember how their voices sounded like. hahahahha... u don't know how troublesome that was. IT WAS YAR SZE!!! hahaha!! can't believe i forgot how she sounded like when i just saw her like a few days ago!! SORRY!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but anyway, we went to the bazaar in bangsar.. nothing interesting so we were on the way back when Aziq called. He wanted to meet up and have lunch together at the curve. So we did, ate at some Italian restraunt, Sze could barely eat cause she couldn't eat cause her lips were sore, so i ended up eating more than half of her dish. I was stuffed after the meal! Thanks to Aziq again for buying us lunch ;) so we walked until Aziq bought a few things for his computer and left. So, it was back to shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the things that happened in the past between me and her i'm glad we can still hang out normally like we did today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJSBj0ZYXRI/AAAAAAAAABY/S0RRB6HdCzc/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJSBj0ZYXRI/AAAAAAAAABY/S0RRB6HdCzc/s320/Image057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229947519644491026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;--- pic of sze that she took herself while waiting for the super slow travel agent to find out how much a flight to Aussie would cost  &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJSBurCXWqI/AAAAAAAAABg/HykrvpPvQV4/s1600-h/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJSBurCXWqI/AAAAAAAAABg/HykrvpPvQV4/s320/Image058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229947706110597794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic she took of me with her bimbo glasses on -----&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if we'll be as close as we used to be but it's a start. i'm not the type to hold grudges against anyone. =) but yea, it was a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJSC2kD6LuI/AAAAAAAAABo/mUO3WGZGu5U/s1600-h/Image053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJSC2kD6LuI/AAAAAAAAABo/mUO3WGZGu5U/s320/Image053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229948941188607714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, i'd like to end this blog with a really random pic of Ching Mun sleeping in my car! =P i just saw this pic in my phone and i just had to post it! not sure how'd i ever get into topic of this but she will probably kill me for putting this here, so i'll just post a few more other things till this post gets pushed off the main page.. that's all for today! Good night!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-1653776455275636999?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1653776455275636999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=1653776455275636999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/1653776455275636999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/1653776455275636999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/bazaars-and-random-pic.html' title='Bazaars and a random pic ;)'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJSBj0ZYXRI/AAAAAAAAABY/S0RRB6HdCzc/s72-c/Image057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-1077264320126599384</id><published>2008-08-02T02:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T02:55:47.027+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Randy Pausch</title><content type='html'>woke up at 5am this morning cause my back was hurting like hell from falling asleep infront of my laptop (i find that i've been doing that alot lately), and guess who i saw online! Li Hong! hahaha.. she was watching a video of Randy Pausch, The Last Lecture. at first i was still half asleep but after the first 2 minutes, it just woke me up. For those of u who doesn't know who Randy Pausch is, i'm just gonna copy paste what they wrote about him on youtube:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Carnegie Mellon Professor, Randy Pausch (Oct. 23, 1960 - July 25, 2008) gave his last lecture at the university Sept. 18, 2007, before a packed McConomy Auditorium. In his moving presentation, "Really Achieving Your Childhood Dreams," Pausch talked about his lessons learned and gave advice to students on how to achieve their own career and personal goals.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It really moved me. OWH! wow... u know what i just realised? he actually passed away just a week ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea, if u have an hour of your day to spare, i do recommend that u watch this. it's just the way he speaks and the life experiences he goes through. i just wish when i'm old, i'd have that much to talk about my life. i wish i even wrote down my childhood dreams when i was little so i can look back at them and see what i can do to accomplish them. the "head fake" in the lecture is just brilliant.. may he rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-1077264320126599384?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1077264320126599384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=1077264320126599384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/1077264320126599384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/1077264320126599384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/randy-pausch.html' title='Randy Pausch'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-5119228752507180167</id><published>2008-08-01T15:47:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:57:44.319Z</updated><title type='text'>sychaz and his first day with his blog</title><content type='html'>i should also probably explain &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sychaz&lt;/span&gt;. well, it's just how my manager mispelt my name for the first time, but this is the coolest way i've seen it being mispelt! sounds so mexican-ish! hahaha. i jst thought it was cool =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! about today, was quite an early start compared to most days, got out of the house at about 8am, just cause i had to get my car serviced so i could be somewhere for lunch. well, the lunch was the highlight of the day. anyway, went all the way to pavilion just to have lunch with Dilin and Sng Ming (actually had to check Facebook on how to spell his name! hahaha) we ate at Ichiban Boshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMjyQGrnTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/eCXrp4RmGsk/s1600-h/ichiban+boshi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMjyQGrnTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/eCXrp4RmGsk/s320/ichiban+boshi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229562938530700594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMkWW3cCeI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bxaLIA6aJ0o/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMkWW3cCeI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bxaLIA6aJ0o/s200/Image056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229563558821104098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it is a good restraunt, and it is also reasonably priced. i think i go there waaaay too much! today was probably like the 5th time i've been there? well, that's alot for me at least! but yea, for each RM30 u spend here they'll stamp your card. -------------------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually go with Najla, so she has another card. but on my next visit to ichiban boshi i can get a free california roll and a soft shell crab tempura!! wohooo!! =D don't u just love the word FREE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;welll.... that's about it, the rest of the day was spent hanging out with Aziq, he spent like Rm750 on some sort of arabic fragrance from KLCC. mad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.... my first post of today is kinda boring... =( nvm, i promise myself that future posts will be more happening! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now time for a quiet friday night at home... =)&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/5405996699411891409-5119228752507180167?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5119228752507180167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=5119228752507180167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/5119228752507180167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/5119228752507180167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/sychaz-and-his-first-day-with-his-blog.html' title='sychaz and his first day with his blog'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMjyQGrnTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/eCXrp4RmGsk/s72-c/ichiban+boshi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5405996699411891409.post-7805147392474588049</id><published>2008-08-01T15:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T15:29:05.011+01:00</updated><title type='text'>first post!!! =)</title><content type='html'>it's always the same, the excitement when i always start a new blog. my first blog was made just so i could show how big a Linkin Park fan i was, after the Linkin Park craze died down, so did the blog. next up, made a blog just so i could talk about cars! mainly cause i was looking forward to the Super GT in Sepang about a year ago, but after the event i kinda ran out of stuff to talk about. A close friend of mine then suggested that we both get a blog so we could update each other on how we're doing, it was actually the blog with the highest number of posts, but somehow, i forgot the password. =( Then i made a blog just for pictures of Aberdeen, i eventually got lazy taking pics, so i abandoned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, here's the latest blog!!! Main purpose this time: I'M SOOOO BORED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still got over a month left in KL and i have really run out of stuff to do! i really want to do stuff, but for some reason i just can't be bothered to do most of it! =( i actually prefer doing nothing most of the time, it's just that i can't be stuck in the house for too long, i get really restless! so, i need somewhere to go to do nothing.. where should i go to do that?!?! so yea, i guess i figured if i start a blog it'd at least fill up some of my time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... here's my blog!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5405996699411891409-7805147392474588049?l=sychaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7805147392474588049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5405996699411891409&amp;postID=7805147392474588049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7805147392474588049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5405996699411891409/posts/default/7805147392474588049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sychaz.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-post.html' title='first post!!! =)'/><author><name>syaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850740901640246443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0adUSb32jFY/SJMd_6vmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpZXWQF1z3w/S220/Image070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
