<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-4992762099622780145</id><updated>2024-11-01T18:35:25.606+08:00</updated><category term="Life Memories"/><category term="Update"/><category term="Experience"/><category term="Movie Review"/><category term="Tribute"/><category term="Event Review"/><category term="ED BOARD"/><category term="Learning"/><category term="Food Review"/><category term="Article/Essay"/><category term="Book Review"/><category term="Granado Espada"/><category term="Introducion And Welcome"/><category term="Song"/><category term="Unforgettable"/><category term="Venting"/><title type='text'>Life Memories of Qisti</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-1612863345136042020</id><published>2012-09-11T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-09-12T01:02:20.252+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tribute"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Update"/><title type='text'>Graduation 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A massive amount of people were on campus during the afternoon of the 6th of September as graduates dressed in their regalia were taking pictures with their friends and family all over the campus. On campus there’s a blackboard where students can write what they want to achieve before they graduate. Many put generic things like “Make happy memories” or “Secure a job” at first, but students like me instead messed the board up by putting things like “Dance with a random stranger at Bush Court” or the more x-rated ones. As I look at my friends dressed in theirs, I picture myself wearing one these regalia in the not so distant future, that is if I don’t stuff up on any of my remaining units. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;On the night of the 6th of September, over 70 Murdoch students of the School of Communication, the School of Business, and a few other disciplinary school departments had graduated from the university. A few standing among them were people I was proud to call my friends. It’s been a crazy time spent in university with most of them, and I can’t fathom the idea of them going off to the workforce and not being able to see them in class anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Congratulations to all of my friends who&#39;ve graduated! You&#39;ve made it (somehow)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Sorry everyone I know the blog has a few bugs and issues I need to fix such as the music player and chatbox. I&#39;ll fix it up on my next study week break as I&#39;m still too busy to even blog as often as I would have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/1612863345136042020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2012/09/graduation-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/1612863345136042020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/1612863345136042020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2012/09/graduation-2012.html' title='Graduation 2012'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQoMa44Rhoczbb1iz1C9bFTzxxQMiWsR8ksRSTJqAutQbG770QOWjUU5esgnoEgMJhDTgyr2dmsBi4r46u7puBGzd8n0ho4cOuQnCn4z5tDPn9-BAyXlyQsFRKHdKpKql2i2IPzznFQ-M/s72-c/Graduation+Article+Picture.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-714614668426099095</id><published>2012-05-30T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-05-30T00:46:54.627+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Experience"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Learning"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life Memories"/><title type='text'>What ARE my plans?</title><content type='html'>It seems as though ever since I&#39;ve entered college, expectations have been placed on me on how I should lead my life. Now that I&#39;m in university, those expectations still have not changed one bit. I wish nothing more than to refute the path laid out to me as I look at my life now expecting to have a plan for myself to lead my own life. Yet as I look forward into the future I haven&#39;t the slightest idea on what I would be doing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Most of the people I know either already know what they want to do in the next 5 years of their life or are already doing it in the present. I on the other hand am still figuring all of it out. My family has already given me several paths to follow, yet I can&#39;t even think of one that I would like to follow. I gaze upon the different people that I&#39;ve met in my life, some you could just tell what that person&#39;s going to do with their life, where others already have a 5, or even 10 years of their life planned out. It leaves me wondering how do they do it? How could you figure out what you want to do in life when you&#39;ve only spent a short time living your life?&lt;br /&gt;
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The more I think about what the future holds, the more fear strikes into my heart. I start to question what do I like to do? What do I WANT to do? How will I know if that&#39;s what I really want and would I be able to succeed in it? Insecurity swells up within me as I see friends and family who&#39;ve already started following through with their life plans while I can&#39;t even decide on what to have for dinner the next day.&lt;br /&gt;
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As I sat by the bench earlier today looking at young children playing with one another at the park, I start looking back into the past at how simple life was back then when you do not have to worry about things that are far into the future. All you think of at the time was the present, how to enjoy and make most out of it. The nostalgic feeling of running around playing tag with my cousins hit me hard and made me miss those simple times. No matter how I wish for it, those times only exist in my memories now and the future is approaching rapidly. I can only hope that someday I would be able to have it all figured out as others around me have and lead my life the way I want it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/714614668426099095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2012/05/what-are-my-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/714614668426099095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/714614668426099095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2012/05/what-are-my-plans.html' title='What ARE my plans?'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-3749387276341895851</id><published>2012-05-29T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-05-29T15:15:26.855+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Experience"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Song"/><title type='text'>Dark side</title><content type='html'>So lately I&#39;ve been listening to Kelly Clarkson&#39;s latest song called &#39;Dark side.&#39; I can&#39;t help but connect to this song so well. When you share something with someone, you always have a fear that their view of you would change forever. Some might even leave after you open your heart a little to them, as I&#39;ve learnt that the hard way before. Though I do try to understand in the other person&#39;s perspective on the matter. Sometimes our dark sides can be too frightening to accept, but it still hurts when you feel as though you&#39;re abandoned.

I think the song says it best, that everyone has a dark side, can you still continue loving me knowing mine?

&lt;iframe width=&quot;560&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/H5ArpRWcGe0&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/3749387276341895851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2012/05/dark-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/3749387276341895851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/3749387276341895851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2012/05/dark-side.html' title='Dark side'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/H5ArpRWcGe0/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-9036010538495817574</id><published>2011-01-27T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T17:13:00.700+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life Memories"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Update"/><title type='text'>To Aussie, and beyond!</title><content type='html'>So yeah I haven&#39;t really updated everyone about the news yet. I&#39;m no longer going to US but I&#39;m going to Australia instead.... In a few hours from now! Hahahaha! I&#39;ll be attending Murdoch University in Perth, Australia. Reason for the change is due to a stupid complication about the US visa and my family didn&#39;t exactly wanted me to go to US due to it being dangerous and too far away from home. So I told them that I was willing to switch to Australia instead. And here we are! In a few more hours I&#39;ll be flying off to Australia for my Degree with a duration of 3 years. I&#39;ve spent my last month saying my goodbyes to friends whom I might not have a chance to see again due to them leaving for the US, and said my see you laters to friends whom I will still be able to meet up with every December - February when I come back to Malaysia. Definitely going to miss it here, with all of the people whom I&#39;ve befriended over the days, weeks, months, and years. Hopefully we&#39;ll all still be in touch with each other. Well I have to go for now.. Spending some time with my family before we leave for the airport so I&#39;ll blog to you guys another time!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/9036010538495817574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-aussie-and-beyond.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/9036010538495817574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/9036010538495817574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-aussie-and-beyond.html' title='To Aussie, and beyond!'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-1866384428238138245</id><published>2010-11-30T12:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T13:25:08.854+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movie Review"/><title type='text'>Rapunzel Review</title><content type='html'>Time for another movie review! This time it will be on the movie &#39;Rapunzel&#39; also known as &#39;Tangled&#39;. The story is an adaption to the old classic story of Rapunzel, but with a modern twist to it. In the movie directed by Nathan Greno and Byron Howard, it tells a story of how the young baby princess who had received special healing powers from a golden flower through her hair, was kidnapped from the palace by an old selfish woman named Mother Gothel. Rapunzel was raised on an isolated tower, where the only world she had ever known was the inside of the tower and her &#39;mother&#39;, Gothel. Mother Gothel had forbade Rapunzel from ever leaving tower, saying that the outside world is dangerous. Rapunzel obediently followed her mother&#39;s wishes, until one day the infamous bandit Flynn Rider came into the tower by chance and turns Rapunzel&#39;s world upside down. As her 18th birthday is coming soon, Rapunzel decides that she would want nothing more than seeing the flying lanterns put out every year by the kingdom on her birthday. She sets out on an adventure with Flynn Rider as her guide to the world she never knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimqcTGKC5ZUFPvSdcBukApR5SmWrlEvj_uF_oZ7r6o91s08DaOpv2K0AmT5_ylHMfxAbuJ7jXS0CjqCmRUiE-viYKmdYlfjl6kVykB-u3ekGL8PjUhVy_NXYvBo4jf1XGFF2-zpYoND54/s1600/Tangled-Movie-Poster.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimqcTGKC5ZUFPvSdcBukApR5SmWrlEvj_uF_oZ7r6o91s08DaOpv2K0AmT5_ylHMfxAbuJ7jXS0CjqCmRUiE-viYKmdYlfjl6kVykB-u3ekGL8PjUhVy_NXYvBo4jf1XGFF2-zpYoND54/s400/Tangled-Movie-Poster.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545202015034411746&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***SPOILER ALERT***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I enjoyed the movie quite a lot. It had a lot of quirks inside that was just hilarious to see. My favorite characters in the movie would be the horse and the chameleon. They&#39;re just so humorous! The horse thinks it is some type of blood hound or something and the chameleon is like a mafia boss hahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs inside the movie are very nice as well. My favorite songs from the movie are &#39;Healing Incantation&#39; and &#39;I see the light&#39;. They are both very beautiful songs, though I wish that the &#39;Healing Incantation&#39; would be much longer than 40 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice cast of the movie I had to stay and see who it was and found no surprise that Mandy Moore was the voice of Rapunzel. However I was surprised to see that Zachary Levi was the voice of Flynn Rider. I didn&#39;t figure that the guy playing &#39;Chuck&#39; would be the voice of Flynn Rider! It was definitely an unexpected surprise. And he did it very well. They both did an amazing job as the voice actors. Especially on the singing bits of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storyline wise however I would say it is your typical average story. But there is a lot of humor in it. I would like to criticize that they didn&#39;t show much of Rapunzel&#39;s parents in the movie. Heck, they didn&#39;t have any voices at all! But the main focus of the story is on Rapunzel so I guess that is reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is really good to watch, but not in 3D. There weren&#39;t really much 3D action within the movie that&#39;s worth the money. And for some reason it seemed a lot darker in 3D. I suggest going for the 2D version. Way more worth it. I give this movie a 4.0 out of 5 because I really liked it, especially the relationship between Flynn, the horse, and the chameleon. You guys should definitely watch this.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/1866384428238138245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/11/rapunzel-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/1866384428238138245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/1866384428238138245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/11/rapunzel-review.html' title='Rapunzel Review'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimqcTGKC5ZUFPvSdcBukApR5SmWrlEvj_uF_oZ7r6o91s08DaOpv2K0AmT5_ylHMfxAbuJ7jXS0CjqCmRUiE-viYKmdYlfjl6kVykB-u3ekGL8PjUhVy_NXYvBo4jf1XGFF2-zpYoND54/s72-c/Tangled-Movie-Poster.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-7220620416346840518</id><published>2010-11-24T11:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T12:04:12.669+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movie Review"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Update"/><title type='text'>Charlie St. Cloud Review</title><content type='html'>Finally!!! I&#39;m done with exams and studies for the next two months!! I can finally just hang loose and relax, doing whatever I want haha! So in commemoration of that, I spoiled myself with buying some movies to watch for the next few days. Gosh I&#39;ve been so out of touch with movies lately that I need either a good movie that I can praise or a bad movie that I could condemn. So for the first movie I&#39;ve watched after my newfound freedom was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rMUbf1tAT5SC7wWxvdBZD53PnkITbvsCRZUW3BCkORiK8SzlTOq3_fVyo6CD9y9Tfw1nc6x1qWK9uc3AWQkBleRbWVbnZvwN-jvmj68XkRYf01muPrimyhX1ASABxp7E2z7iyqc1ZkU/s1600/Charlie-St-Cloud-Movie-Poster.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rMUbf1tAT5SC7wWxvdBZD53PnkITbvsCRZUW3BCkORiK8SzlTOq3_fVyo6CD9y9Tfw1nc6x1qWK9uc3AWQkBleRbWVbnZvwN-jvmj68XkRYf01muPrimyhX1ASABxp7E2z7iyqc1ZkU/s400/Charlie-St-Cloud-Movie-Poster.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542947709262226722&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story depicts about how a young man named Charlie (played by Zac Efron) who was stricken by grief over the lost of his younger brother. As guilt left him scarred in his heart, he took a job as one of the caretakers of the cemetery where his younger brother was buried. Charlie however had a special bond with his younger brother, for even after death, he could still see his brother. He meets up with his younger brother, Sam (played by Charlie Tahan) every night and plays catch with him. But later on, Charlie was then stricken with a different feeling when a girl comes into his life. He must now choose between keeping a promise he made with his younger brother, or going after the girl that he loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Spoiler Alert***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t say I didn&#39;t warn you with the sign above there! So anyways back to the movie. I really liked the movie mainly because of the brotherly love bond that was displayed by Zac Efron and Charlie Tahan. It somehow hit a soft spot for me. You don&#39;t see that kind of relationship between brothers too often at this day and age. The connection between the two brothers in the movie was just surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the movie was when Charlie leaves to look for Tess (played by Amanda Crew) in the ocean, having to break his promise to Sam. The synchronism of Charlie and Sam, despite being far away from each other, how they were able to say what they wanted to each other was just amazing. A really job well done to the two actors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were however some things that I found to be cliff-hangers for the movie. First off, the movie didn&#39;t really show much about the mother. It was like after the funeral of the younger brother, she was just cutoff from the picture. Aside from that, the movie pace itself is a little slow, and they never really show much of Charlie&#39;s relationship with his old friends despite how they made it seem they were very close before they graduated high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than those mentioned, the rest of the movie was lovely. I give it a 3.7 out of 5 because of the great acting done by Zac Efron and Charlie Tahan. You guys should definitely go see it if you have the time.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/7220620416346840518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/11/charlie-st-cloud-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/7220620416346840518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/7220620416346840518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/11/charlie-st-cloud-review.html' title='Charlie St. Cloud Review'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rMUbf1tAT5SC7wWxvdBZD53PnkITbvsCRZUW3BCkORiK8SzlTOq3_fVyo6CD9y9Tfw1nc6x1qWK9uc3AWQkBleRbWVbnZvwN-jvmj68XkRYf01muPrimyhX1ASABxp7E2z7iyqc1ZkU/s72-c/Charlie-St-Cloud-Movie-Poster.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-535731619197015622</id><published>2010-11-19T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T01:26:25.350+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Learning"/><title type='text'>Google for Best Tutor Award</title><content type='html'>As many of you know I&#39;ve been studying... well trying to study my brains out for my finals that&#39;s happening in just a few more days. I especially need help in the Physics department as I&#39;m not a big fan of numbers like these unless they&#39;re in my wallet and it&#39;s a positive value. Anyways~ since it&#39;s study week break there&#39;s just no one at college for me to ask for help on Physics, so who else do I turn to when I don&#39;t know what I need to know? You got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy0nHwc7hYAhm6B27HIeSrJygL0JPPkCCMFM-Kp58wJbKpNM1g_gUUFxHfHe3SCHY_yUycLFT9_o2XuWfhh3Z1Nh9yiNfCV2Ew4MqFtnfTBC9XuWEw7l655nvkNy3rLe65FfeCZGceMtk/s1600/Google.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy0nHwc7hYAhm6B27HIeSrJygL0JPPkCCMFM-Kp58wJbKpNM1g_gUUFxHfHe3SCHY_yUycLFT9_o2XuWfhh3Z1Nh9yiNfCV2Ew4MqFtnfTBC9XuWEw7l655nvkNy3rLe65FfeCZGceMtk/s400/Google.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540941395163392562&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to be one of the best inventions ever made. Everything I needed to know about Physics I just typed it on Google and I have my answer with more than enough examples. Just goes to show that the saying holds it&#39;s truth. Don&#39;t know the saying? Google it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/535731619197015622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/11/google-for-best-tutor-award.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/535731619197015622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/535731619197015622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/11/google-for-best-tutor-award.html' title='Google for Best Tutor Award'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy0nHwc7hYAhm6B27HIeSrJygL0JPPkCCMFM-Kp58wJbKpNM1g_gUUFxHfHe3SCHY_yUycLFT9_o2XuWfhh3Z1Nh9yiNfCV2Ew4MqFtnfTBC9XuWEw7l655nvkNy3rLe65FfeCZGceMtk/s72-c/Google.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-3090588895399787019</id><published>2010-11-16T19:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T20:23:19.712+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Granado Espada"/><title type='text'>Join and have some fun!</title><content type='html'>Hey there people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so lately I&#39;ve been bored out of my mind at home and at college nowadays as there is just nothing left for me to do! So about two months back Calvin and I thought of playing an online game together but we couldn&#39;t decide on what game to play. We&#39;ve played practically almost all MMORPGs, but we never played one together before. Sooo after much debate we settled for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeGvpahdYiCaafUPosGphK3rXTYnRrYPMtGGyxI3dAYABC8Z75Av3QY1C07Pema1PIu4FUN8M02qWNWaKcEkgvqyEif5H73EP7sqNPUBCViVXFXU1He6jIjyCVmuWqlx0J2mvDnmeq3Mw/s1600/y1ptHfLtHUNJdiyl-0SkPPgTPDW1NElVRrYtzEiFl7-NSa3h1835THxN2ZX7dOgH8uqB6HoorCmAew.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeGvpahdYiCaafUPosGphK3rXTYnRrYPMtGGyxI3dAYABC8Z75Av3QY1C07Pema1PIu4FUN8M02qWNWaKcEkgvqyEif5H73EP7sqNPUBCViVXFXU1He6jIjyCVmuWqlx0J2mvDnmeq3Mw/s400/y1ptHfLtHUNJdiyl-0SkPPgTPDW1NElVRrYtzEiFl7-NSa3h1835THxN2ZX7dOgH8uqB6HoorCmAew.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540119205337575186&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had both played Granado Espada before, and we had a lot of fun playing it. So we decided to start fresh with the game from level 1. It&#39;s been over two months since we played the game and both of us have reached quite high levels as it is. Our highest characters right now are level 110. For those of you who are unfamiliar with GE, basically in this game you can control up to 3 characters at once. Best feature of this game is the auto battle system! It allows you to play the game while doing other stuff. You guys can find out more about the game at the webby---&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;ge.iahgames.com/site/Default.aspx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game is great and I really like playing it. It&#39;s heavily influenced by baroque style era and the music in the game is just phenomenal. Come and try it out if you want! It&#39;s a free game! I&#39;ll post more about my time in the game from time to time so stay tune if you&#39;re interested hehe.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/3090588895399787019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/11/join-and-have-some-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/3090588895399787019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/3090588895399787019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/11/join-and-have-some-fun.html' title='Join and have some fun!'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeGvpahdYiCaafUPosGphK3rXTYnRrYPMtGGyxI3dAYABC8Z75Av3QY1C07Pema1PIu4FUN8M02qWNWaKcEkgvqyEif5H73EP7sqNPUBCViVXFXU1He6jIjyCVmuWqlx0J2mvDnmeq3Mw/s72-c/y1ptHfLtHUNJdiyl-0SkPPgTPDW1NElVRrYtzEiFl7-NSa3h1835THxN2ZX7dOgH8uqB6HoorCmAew.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-8855067544580575327</id><published>2010-11-15T23:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T23:35:15.459+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ED BOARD"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life Memories"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Update"/><title type='text'>A brand new face and attitude!</title><content type='html'>Hey there people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s been ages since I sat down and wrote on the blog. Plenty of stories to tell all of you over the past 6 months. I&#39;m sure you noticed that I changed the blog look. Just to let you guys know it&#39;s still under the changing process. Some of my widgets aren&#39;t functioning properly like before and some need to be updated. I&#39;ll do that once my finals are over next week. By the way those that aren&#39;t in the current friends list over to your right-side, please leave your links on the chatbox or on the comments for this post! I lost all of my friend&#39;s links after the blog makeover. Thanks in advance guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has been happening over the past 6 months that I&#39;m not sure where I should start... Oh! As of the beginning of August I had officially stepped down as the chairperson of Editorial Board. It&#39;s been one heck of a ride, but my time in INTI will be over by the end of this semester, which is next week. I passed the club down to Venetia as the new chairperson, as well as handpicked most of the new committee members for Editorial Board. I have high hopes for them to re-lite the fire in the club that was dwindling over the past few months. I think it&#39;s gonna be alright. So far I&#39;ve been playing the role of advisor for the club after the handover, teaching all of them the ropes for one last time before I leave. Editorial Board has been my baby for almost my whole life in INTI. I hope to see it live on even when I&#39;m no longer around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far they&#39;ve made two issues of the newsletter since the handover. I&#39;d have to admit I felt both glad and worried at the same time from seeing the newsletter that they produce. It wasn&#39;t like our past issues, that&#39;s for sure. But this is the first time that all of them are doing it without most of the senior core members so hopefully they&#39;ll spread their wings soon enough and fly with the newsletter up sky high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side there seems to be a lot of new faces in the club which I&#39;m happy for them. As they say, the more the merrier. Hopefully with the new semester next year they would be able to pull in more people to join the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kind of sad and it was heartbreaking to say goodbye to the club, but life goes on. Our reign, the seniors, are over and it&#39;s now time for the juniors to step up to the plate. All I can say is good luck to all of you and strive on!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/8855067544580575327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/11/brand-new-face-and-attitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/8855067544580575327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/8855067544580575327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/11/brand-new-face-and-attitude.html' title='A brand new face and attitude!'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-8314989744302171322</id><published>2010-05-15T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T21:29:19.759+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Experience"/><title type='text'>Losing the Pieces</title><content type='html'>Insecurity has been filling up my time lately. I have been thinking of how dependent I am getting towards my close friends. Whenever I wanted to do something, I felt as if... it was necessary to get their &quot;approval&quot; on it. I seemed to have lost my individualistic behavior as I can&#39;t seem to be by myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It used to be so simple. I had set to myself a few basic rules to follow after my dad died. One of it being that I should never get close to anyone, because everyone would leave you one day. If you never get close to them, then you would never end up getting hurt again. I&#39;ve been breaking that rule lately it seems... as I can&#39;t seem to go through the day normally without spending time with certain people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, just because I hang out with them almost everyday, doesn&#39;t mean that I have told them about what has been going on lately. I still have my mask on, even if the pain was excruciating... I don&#39;t like to trouble any of them with any of it as they have their own problems to deal with. Who am I to further burden them and spoil the fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little pieces of me are breaking away from myself. I&#39;ve change into something that I wish it had never existed. I wonder if I would still be able to keep a straight face when the time comes and I have to be separated from them. I guess only time will tell.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/8314989744302171322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/05/losing-pieces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/8314989744302171322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/8314989744302171322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/05/losing-pieces.html' title='Losing the Pieces'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-4758429313535010975</id><published>2010-04-02T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:16:53.735+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life Memories"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Update"/><title type='text'>Time heals... and a lot of zombies help too!</title><content type='html'>Hey people~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I know I have been sooooo out of touch with the blog already and it has been sooo emo lately especially the last one, but I will try to keep it updated as much as I can minus the anger ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after the last post I felt waaaaay better, as in my mood hahaha! And it helps to have some zombies around to kill as well hehe. Nowadays a lot of us are just addicts when it comes to &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Left 4 Dead 2&lt;/span&gt;. We almost couldn&#39;t go on without playing it everyday, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it does the heart and soul good, especially when you get to kill your friends in there! And the blood... oh the blood... one word, beautiful. You guys should really play it if you haven&#39;t hahaha!! It is way better than going to a shrink for therapy hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to L4D2 I manage to have even more close friends and also strengthen the ones that I already have, along with making new ones. Nowadays I always hang out with Bentan, Patricky, Yo-yo Jon, Datuk Boomer Daniel, and Jia Gen, my high schoolmate whom I never really talk to before. He&#39;s in Taylor&#39;s now and will be leaving for the US next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to post for now as I&#39;m still eating my hugeeee lolipop I found in my fridge earlier! Half way done!! Hehe see ya people!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/4758429313535010975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-heals-and-lot-of-zombies-help-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/4758429313535010975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/4758429313535010975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-heals-and-lot-of-zombies-help-too.html' title='Time heals... and a lot of zombies help too!'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-5143622344062726157</id><published>2010-03-29T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:40:32.518+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Experience"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Venting"/><title type='text'>Where are you?</title><content type='html'>Seriously … I can’t believe that none of them remembered what the 29th of March is… All of them are having the time of their lives like it never happened… they don’t even seem to have any remote feelings about it… Why do I have to go through it alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, I was the one who had to be the grownup when everyone was too busy going through their grief… What about me? Who was supposed to be in charge of me? I was just a kid... Why do I have to take care of all of you and say that everything is going to be alright when you guys are the ones that were supposed to be telling me that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of you had conflicts with each other after the event, why do I have to be the catalyst of the conflict? What did I do to make myself be in that position? Why am I to be blamed? Why can’t you blame yourself instead of blaming the kid who had to take care of all of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of you got sick, I had to be the one to stay at home and take care of you. No one else wanted to volunteer. Was school unimportant for me to go through? Why was it that a kid had to be the one to take care of a grownup? Why was there no one helping me when I was sick? Where was my hand of salvation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of you was full of anger, I was the one that you vent your anger out to. I was the punching bag for you, even though I was going through the same thing as all of you. Why couldn’t you return the favour and let me at least yell at one of you to make myself feel better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of you wanted to cry, I gave you my shoulder to cry on… Why wasn’t I treated the same? Why couldn’t I have the time to cry for myself? Instead, I was there looking after all of you, being strong for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there for all of you, where was my support?! And now after 10 years, you act is if he doesn&#39;t exist anymore… All of you just laugh at your jokes and complain about whatever idiotically petty matters that you are going through while I am still suffering. Even after 10 years, am I still the adult and still have to keep my feelings to myself? I can’t even have a normal conversation with anyone of you, because I don’t even know what to say to all of you anymore…  Where’s my shoulder to cry on? Who do I vent my anger out to? Who is going to take care of me? Where is everyone…?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/5143622344062726157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/5143622344062726157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/5143622344062726157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-are-you.html' title='Where are you?'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-7185625525896677660</id><published>2010-02-28T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T13:38:59.331+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Experience"/><title type='text'>Reminiscence of the past...</title><content type='html'>Hey people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s been over a month since I posted anything on the blog.. so sorry about that. Too much has been going that did not allow me to have any free time to update it. Right now I&#39;m struggling as it is writing even this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of depression has reached yet again for another consecutive year. The effects seem to have kicked in earlier than expected, as I&#39;m having those old feelings yet again. I can already see that I&#39;m starting to distance myself from people, and I can see that I&#39;ve been staying away from my family again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve been trying to focus my mind on the things I need to do instead of dwelling upon the past, but the effort seems wasted as I&#39;m still enveloped by it. Especially on the month filled with mixed feelings.. Mostly bringing up painful memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitterness, sorrow, anger, all of them are swirling and being stirred inside of me frequently as I think of the past even more. The feel of joy, happiness, and love seem so distant now. I&#39;m not even sure if I can hold up a smile in front of others for this coming month. For anyone I may hurt this coming month be it physically or mentally, I apologize for it now. This won&#39;t be an easy month for me...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/7185625525896677660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/02/reminiscence-of-past.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/7185625525896677660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/7185625525896677660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/02/reminiscence-of-past.html' title='Reminiscence of the past...'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-6781905140452855707</id><published>2010-02-07T19:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T19:50:18.775+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Article/Essay"/><title type='text'>Enough is Enough, Eternity must End</title><content type='html'>This is the english essay I wrote for my assignment on hate crimes. Unfortunately word limit was 600 so I had to cut out a lot and this is the end product hahaha! The title of the essay is the post title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian was your everyday average 17 year-old student. He was active in sports, scored above average in his academic studies, and was liked by many of his peers. But, that all changed when he admitted himself publicly to be homosexual, and for that reason alone, he was outcast by a majority of his peers. People started to treat him differently from before. It started off with teasing, and then it progressed into bullying, gossiping, physical abuse, and eventually, death. Brian was killed by a group of students not older than he was, just because he was gay. This is only one of the few hate crime cases towards homosexuality out there. The world said that it has changed from before. Homosexuality cases do not happen as often as it used to. But does that fact hold true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One of the most controversial hate crimes cases towards gays is the Matthew Shepard case. This took place in the town Laramie, Wyoming back in 1998. Matthew Shepard was a local boy of age 21 who was murdered in an inhuman manner. On October 7th, he was lured out of the bar by his assailants, and was taken into the outskirts of town where he was not only robbed, beaten, and pistol-whipped, but was also tied up to a fence and was left to die there alone. He was found 18 hours later and was airlifted into the nearest hospital but unfortunately, died officially on October 12th due to severe injuries caused by the attack. The court ruled one of his killers, Arthur Henderson, to two consecutive life sentences in jail, after he agreed to testify against his accomplice, Aaron McKinney. The court was considering sentencing McKinney the death penalty, but Shepard’s parents had stopped the court from doing so. Shepard’s family believe that enough blood had been spilled over this issue.  “Mr. McKinney, I give you life in the memory of one who no longer lives. May you have a long life, and may you thank Matthew every day for it.” said Denise Shepard, in his closing statement during McKinney’s trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10 Years later, another case had risen just a few days before Valentine’s Day. The name of the victim was Lawrence King, a 15 year-old boy from Oxnard. A few weeks before his death, Larry (as known by his peers) had announced publicly that he was gay. A few days before Valentine’s Day, Larry had asked his classmate 14 year-old Brandon McInerney to be his Valentine’s. Brandon refused him and 2 days before Valentine’s, he had shot Larry on the head with a gun. Larry was announced as brain dead the day after the shooting, and was taken off life support on February 14th. Brandon was charged with first degree murder, and is currently in a juvenile facility in Ventura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A year after Lawrence King’s, another case had emerged from Corona del Mar High School, California where a young lesbian student was threatened by three football players of the same school who had said that they would murder her. The parents of the student had expressed their concerns for her safety to the school officials, but no precautions were taken to insure the safety of the student. It was only until the American Civil Liberties Union sued the school for fostering a “homophobic” and “sexist” atmosphere did the school officials took the necessary precautions for the lesbian student as well as insure that they were not fostering any of the mentioned atmospheres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As seen, even though people have said that the world has changed its attitude, it is still happening over and over again. The highlighted cases mentioned are only a few of thousands of other hate crime cases towards homosexuals. According to FBI reports, hate crimes due to sexual orientation have been on the rise from the year 2005 up to date despite what the media have said. Enough blood has been spilled, the eternity of hate crimes must be removed for real change.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/6781905140452855707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/02/enough-is-enough-eternity-must-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/6781905140452855707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/6781905140452855707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/02/enough-is-enough-eternity-must-end.html' title='Enough is Enough, Eternity must End'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-284779334378943848</id><published>2010-01-16T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:19:35.975+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Experience"/><title type='text'>New Discovery About Myself</title><content type='html'>I made the most surprising and saddening discovery of myself in the past 36 hours. I came to a conclusion unfortunately that I can never ever eat crabs again... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Gasps fills the air*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! It&#39;s true! And I came to this conclusion from yesterday&#39;s dinner and lunch. We had crabs for both meals and unfortunately after eating it, my throat started to clam up as if something was stuck over there. And my chest, near the lung area started to build up some kind of air and it hurt like hell over there. It&#39;s like when you want to burp, but can&#39;t and the air fills up in your lungs as if it was about to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had this &#39;Attack&#39; on myself after lunch, my mom suggested I eat something sweet. She was about to grab the condensed milk, but thankfully she saw the chocolate spread instead and made me eat it. Supposedly this would clear up my throat but it didn&#39;t work that way, unfortunately and I gained a lot of fat from that method I suppose. I&#39;m so going to die from diabetes one of these days, I can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, bottom line is right now I have to stay as far away as I can from crabs unless I want to kill myself. I threw up a few times earlier so it should be out of my system already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love eating crabs ever since I was little... woo wes me..... no more crabs... Why oh WHY CRUEL FATE?!?!?!?! *Emo-ing in progress in his room to the fact that life has removed crabs from the menu*</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/284779334378943848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-discovery-about-myself.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/284779334378943848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/284779334378943848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-discovery-about-myself.html' title='New Discovery About Myself'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-7011649012949380027</id><published>2010-01-12T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:11:59.305+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Update"/><title type='text'>First Week Back</title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow been awhile since I posted, but I&#39;ll try to update it as soon as I can. Been too busy with too much work... Anyways, the new semester had officially started last week on Monday, and it couldn&#39;t have been sooner. I miss hanging out with everyone a lot! I especially miss the &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;pasar malam&lt;/span&gt;&quot; noise that we can always hear in the CAE Office every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quite like my schedule for this semester since I&#39;m only taking 3 subjects. But 1 of it is quite tough, which is ENL 102 (English Composition II). We already had to start working on our final project in the first week and hand in the idea this Thursday, which I still have no clue what I should choose as a topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s still weird not seeing a lot of familiar faces in the CAE Office anymore, but life goes on as I&#39;m slowly getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few days were quite fun, and suddenly the sluggish feeling of wishing for an extended holiday came back. But so far it&#39;s all good. I really like learning SOC 103 (Sociology) right now as it&#39;s a really fun and interesting subject, and Ms. Lim makes it even more fun to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ED Board work seems to be piling up with each day, and there has been so much that&#39;s been going on that&#39;s making it feel so stressful that I just want to quit (Don&#39;t worry, I won&#39;t). I still haven&#39;t finish editing my own article let alone the other writer&#39;s articles. And I still need to plan out the general ED Meet meeting for next week, and keep myself updated with the Bake Sale and Writing competition that we will be hosting next month. Thankfully I have a good bunch of slaves... I mean diligent co-workers to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m already starting my application for the University of Wisconsin-Eau Claire. I&#39;m almost done with it I guess, just need to get the bank statement from my parents which they said to wait until next month, and to take my TOEFL test on March. I&#39;m going to apply to only 1 university I think as the deadline for most of the other universities are at the beginning of March, which means I can&#39;t even apply because I don&#39;t have my TOEFL test results yet. The earliest I got for the TOEFL test in Subang Jaya was on the 13th of March. Thank goodness the University of Wisconsin-Eau Claire accepts pending TOEFL results when you apply for the university, or I wouldn&#39;t have made it in time for the scholarship application. Hopefully everything goes well and I get accepted or else I&#39;m screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve been working a lot in the Marketing Office last month, and I&#39;m still helping out during the weekends this month for education fairs and stuff like that. Hopefully I could earn some money in my bank account instead of leaving it empty like any other day before. After paying for the registration cost of my TOEFL exam, my current balance is almost 0. Spent too much before, pay the price I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past year was full of sweet and bitter memories... Hopefully this year would be better than the last. Time to get back to work I guess... See ya people!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/7011649012949380027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-week-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/7011649012949380027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/7011649012949380027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-week-back.html' title='First Week Back'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-7277347853341466424</id><published>2010-01-01T01:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:32:15.572+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Update"/><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2010!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just here to wish everyone a very Happy New Year!!! I know that I&#39;m lagging behind with the posts, but I&#39;ll be able to post regularly once the semester starts, which is next week. A lot of things have been happening, and I&#39;ll do my best to update all of you on it as soon as I can. Right now I have to work on my article or someone *Points at J.C.* is going to make me buy dinner for them if I don&#39;t get it done by Sunday. See ya people on the New Year!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/7277347853341466424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/7277347853341466424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/7277347853341466424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010.html' title='Happy New Year 2010!!!'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-3915711940211713458</id><published>2009-12-15T19:51:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:34:56.970+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life Memories"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Unforgettable"/><title type='text'>AUP Farewell Party Dec 2009!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is going to be a little special than the other posts I&#39;ve made so far. Mostly because it is going to be the longest post I ever had to make... It&#39;s filled with all kinds of emotions that I&#39;m happy that I could express it freely here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday night of the 14th of December 2009, we had our AUP Farewell party that everyone&#39;s been wanting to do for the past month. It was originally organized by KC, Jessica, and Katie. Thank you guys for making time and putting a lot of effort in making the night a very successful and memorable night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was suppose to start at 6pm, but of course, Malaysian timing delays that by half an hour or more. It was okay though, as it was unforgettable. The event was a potluck type of event so everyone brought along some food and drinks. Only problem was that everyone who arrived earlier than the others only brought food, no drinks. So, KC and I had to go and buy some so that everyone wouldn&#39;t die from dehydration or choking hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay, time for some snapshots of the night! All photo&#39;s are thanks to Shane and Elvin! I stole it from their Facebook hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU4ix2IWLxnopPIOJGRb2V41VnPOp0D_1KyJQ3makQ4hZcoTOzhlRpySc8v_CWGhjvvCUMYqXpXXPUtPJt4KBRsU03L1tf6UK21bCmRNLpsCP4rnOV_EP7QWSpDxuKsaJUs7cZzV2z0vk/s1600-h/14535_206937220817_608465817_2976317_5546347_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU4ix2IWLxnopPIOJGRb2V41VnPOp0D_1KyJQ3makQ4hZcoTOzhlRpySc8v_CWGhjvvCUMYqXpXXPUtPJt4KBRsU03L1tf6UK21bCmRNLpsCP4rnOV_EP7QWSpDxuKsaJUs7cZzV2z0vk/s400/14535_206937220817_608465817_2976317_5546347_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415431373826004578&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Shane brought to the party and the one that&#39;s mixing it is Sie Hui. Oiiii faster la finish mixing it!!! I wanna eat it!!! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaKJh13sT9nrsvov817aAIUgPIrpKyAAe72rHeSLjqKvgLkXjLtoGgxD28zBEgsY5nmrX4pJb1VEaXnxBO5-Ep8yFhawLSbnqwEQcmbDXlR2O3S8vmnpEegXRQ7kmtWL3fKYswsfBU_H8/s1600-h/14535_206937230817_608465817_2976319_2463428_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaKJh13sT9nrsvov817aAIUgPIrpKyAAe72rHeSLjqKvgLkXjLtoGgxD28zBEgsY5nmrX4pJb1VEaXnxBO5-Ep8yFhawLSbnqwEQcmbDXlR2O3S8vmnpEegXRQ7kmtWL3fKYswsfBU_H8/s400/14535_206937230817_608465817_2976319_2463428_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415431376361153266&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica, Ryan, Elvin, Ms. Lim, and Myself shared to buy a pizza for the occasion... 6 large pizzas hahahaha!!! The bill reached RM113.00. Was quite a good price for 6 large right??? But it got devoured very fast...Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfJJZ08OyxQla6FSEbcWkWOU5kY5q3q4qglgyyE_6FyCoGTOcArehWD7FHubox0hCsyilE5SZMr0rpItBJpEBg9ZZAYAeUlptry4UzPw1mLz84RKy6SfhfFS3yCo5G1BJU9DJ5UJFH9Es/s1600-h/13554_234046900398_747450398_4587068_3748626_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfJJZ08OyxQla6FSEbcWkWOU5kY5q3q4qglgyyE_6FyCoGTOcArehWD7FHubox0hCsyilE5SZMr0rpItBJpEBg9ZZAYAeUlptry4UzPw1mLz84RKy6SfhfFS3yCo5G1BJU9DJ5UJFH9Es/s400/13554_234046900398_747450398_4587068_3748626_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415473467519940882&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww Nad and Jessy so sweet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMNxnHGcSAagOCwYmMn2u4fkePbig5s2iRD2qloeA7MVqjVaKEhNWjxy0rEaQ7dHFB2_TRxaEfaV4xXBvh0G1BB35aHHFbImXSbgRvzUL26-oPyGcWcZl420Hs01kOBggqUeTNmXHwXy0/s1600-h/13554_234046920398_747450398_4587070_1566749_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMNxnHGcSAagOCwYmMn2u4fkePbig5s2iRD2qloeA7MVqjVaKEhNWjxy0rEaQ7dHFB2_TRxaEfaV4xXBvh0G1BB35aHHFbImXSbgRvzUL26-oPyGcWcZl420Hs01kOBggqUeTNmXHwXy0/s400/13554_234046920398_747450398_4587070_1566749_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415473474715880946&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sie Hui and May Chong pose!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjceheSjZX7-3ofB9MfDC5v3rk4Q_8b1e3i7JpQgUOKZjFxxoftQCSScSpk5Jr4hB1E29mlZecJYccNF62fVR40Wa3D0uHQm0cXmDmVaz_Xo-suLEMUTBReusPE7WaKJRpOMVVuyZFayY/s1600-h/13554_234046970398_747450398_4587075_6348365_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjceheSjZX7-3ofB9MfDC5v3rk4Q_8b1e3i7JpQgUOKZjFxxoftQCSScSpk5Jr4hB1E29mlZecJYccNF62fVR40Wa3D0uHQm0cXmDmVaz_Xo-suLEMUTBReusPE7WaKJRpOMVVuyZFayY/s400/13554_234046970398_747450398_4587075_6348365_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415473476736922514&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue Yen and April!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRpvUTpL3OGINkJh3V593LhFnpPJVtDqgrStFM-oEtsJYjMeUdHUhS_hqX2JySyK0CUzUzhRTsq9UbFp6Xdim0orgjbHncQO4k98sq8CFClzm3n1YLmekTEr1NxYAKwShn1D5__K_7rOM/s1600-h/13554_234046990398_747450398_4587078_7517239_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRpvUTpL3OGINkJh3V593LhFnpPJVtDqgrStFM-oEtsJYjMeUdHUhS_hqX2JySyK0CUzUzhRTsq9UbFp6Xdim0orgjbHncQO4k98sq8CFClzm3n1YLmekTEr1NxYAKwShn1D5__K_7rOM/s400/13554_234046990398_747450398_4587078_7517239_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415473484024207938&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah!!! Go drink it in 1 shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSStPtLaDsDg7ghm2qJmlgcQk6GDVojDCjY2b_5qTTWon9S_bacKZPV_tnN_cGqnKDyrLzKjyIWx6iN5RkALIaB4dnb3-yT1EoKmlWVV5m3DjDVqRtZX15qM9xFFI2lUcJX5pngOXwDoI/s1600-h/13554_234047060398_747450398_4587085_3040198_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSStPtLaDsDg7ghm2qJmlgcQk6GDVojDCjY2b_5qTTWon9S_bacKZPV_tnN_cGqnKDyrLzKjyIWx6iN5RkALIaB4dnb3-yT1EoKmlWVV5m3DjDVqRtZX15qM9xFFI2lUcJX5pngOXwDoI/s400/13554_234047060398_747450398_4587085_3040198_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415473486089534866&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oiiii stop playing facebook laaaa!! Go talk with the other people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUSpE3pjGsrUCU2x77YPAuhihiVfMKjdSpYgsl7cHOF-JK3qyJ6b0HqYqLKNigjc2JMOoDtm71HKTl-TYmhNaO51vp4fd6NOpYrw7OseBH85Hw9zhjuUzlGLvSn1TGWS5Kd2P2_AxF5h8/s1600-h/13554_234047065398_747450398_4587086_1105542_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUSpE3pjGsrUCU2x77YPAuhihiVfMKjdSpYgsl7cHOF-JK3qyJ6b0HqYqLKNigjc2JMOoDtm71HKTl-TYmhNaO51vp4fd6NOpYrw7OseBH85Hw9zhjuUzlGLvSn1TGWS5Kd2P2_AxF5h8/s400/13554_234047065398_747450398_4587086_1105542_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415474108794602626&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carissa&#39;s Smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIWA4IAiyJQcpDPY4U3-5dV4rn1ftLyfbYaXxH09Ca3Bgr7sZraUtRCXDnrHsTXF7egy6JrVikELTq5hq5IljrJyN4DrAmZFekM_grHBU9mJB6PJLjh8qWD-YuGaagQvOQAiMD4kqf9cQ/s1600-h/13554_234047105398_747450398_4587090_4353416_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIWA4IAiyJQcpDPY4U3-5dV4rn1ftLyfbYaXxH09Ca3Bgr7sZraUtRCXDnrHsTXF7egy6JrVikELTq5hq5IljrJyN4DrAmZFekM_grHBU9mJB6PJLjh8qWD-YuGaagQvOQAiMD4kqf9cQ/s400/13554_234047105398_747450398_4587090_4353416_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415474115018404562&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yen Loo what&#39;s up with the sad face laaaaaaa~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIvAetziAIlW-MlYJfj-XVRuSzybow1tBFsezG_DpXHOQSmzYpIhW4x2X1lIO8KnUns4aRPA1fNVSduh9vEnQsLbF_D4LYFCE-6znDj076VWwze-F31OFZE7O6EteYKsZl8szbnQiLtTQ/s1600-h/14535_206937260817_608465817_2976323_3489486_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIvAetziAIlW-MlYJfj-XVRuSzybow1tBFsezG_DpXHOQSmzYpIhW4x2X1lIO8KnUns4aRPA1fNVSduh9vEnQsLbF_D4LYFCE-6znDj076VWwze-F31OFZE7O6EteYKsZl8szbnQiLtTQ/s400/14535_206937260817_608465817_2976323_3489486_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415431388130039666&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone just mixing around~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrheTlhE5cJZAGWa0STb6-ZaWPTVW3V1S9cKxDt9exjcAjEeKnWyGgfzSbdWfewzg1IdmEY3HwxCxjUIW0HXRRURKEl2J-Bm-3CVCHC1M2PSX8X898aWSyRS_F1VeRCQ79ickIcCBp6SU/s1600-h/14535_206937275817_608465817_2976325_5548337_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrheTlhE5cJZAGWa0STb6-ZaWPTVW3V1S9cKxDt9exjcAjEeKnWyGgfzSbdWfewzg1IdmEY3HwxCxjUIW0HXRRURKEl2J-Bm-3CVCHC1M2PSX8X898aWSyRS_F1VeRCQ79ickIcCBp6SU/s400/14535_206937275817_608465817_2976325_5548337_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415431389835197314&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wave bye to Sie Hui!!!!!! Jessica, holding the jelly saying &quot;Sie Hui!! You forgot your silicon!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYt28Yw5x3cNjejNHyISz4wsBd72BVkVrACXFNeawVeTs8rGJ1YU8Pq4vEYBdTYMIIqlhGUtJTgV2By2r1amwJZTRL1XPoplMa4Ez1LVhyJ-itYxiwreMN8up0R6zKCpB4e0iffTXITJk/s1600-h/14535_206937305817_608465817_2976328_7695583_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYt28Yw5x3cNjejNHyISz4wsBd72BVkVrACXFNeawVeTs8rGJ1YU8Pq4vEYBdTYMIIqlhGUtJTgV2By2r1amwJZTRL1XPoplMa4Ez1LVhyJ-itYxiwreMN8up0R6zKCpB4e0iffTXITJk/s400/14535_206937305817_608465817_2976328_7695583_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415431394445879954&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY BOOZES!!!!!!!!!!... Not. Hahahaha!! Sparkling juices and carbonated drinks for the way~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc56296eW4u30SDfPa7V3UmR0wDDwo3c2bjhh1vm-F0mDZe_8wBUIP0bs9ZS3bdtCqgKdeoFnEFUnXclBz9ssXO6ThGEa0f7YlbY_lvqak_eOxi-kSumITuwb1I64RO8KJG9RG6dosmzY/s1600-h/14535_206937340817_608465817_2976332_4804413_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc56296eW4u30SDfPa7V3UmR0wDDwo3c2bjhh1vm-F0mDZe_8wBUIP0bs9ZS3bdtCqgKdeoFnEFUnXclBz9ssXO6ThGEa0f7YlbY_lvqak_eOxi-kSumITuwb1I64RO8KJG9RG6dosmzY/s400/14535_206937340817_608465817_2976332_4804413_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415432091184384722&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m glad that we all did this... All these memories.. will be in our hearts forever.. As I see how time flies, it saddens me to know that I only have a very limited amount of time left for me to hang out with some of my closest friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihVyJj4v1Hfob8ZKvgAzueG2EfpdD_VTJCv3torcyVLzxQdwArpzGCblIYL4Mds07SB5cpLlI7y5txMQ9TnImWXusS_YfNJ183mBxqVeTr_PZ21qJaqLzzFdThEX5ZKhNQizmJvd1u3Zg/s1600-h/14535_206937360817_608465817_2976335_918758_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihVyJj4v1Hfob8ZKvgAzueG2EfpdD_VTJCv3torcyVLzxQdwArpzGCblIYL4Mds07SB5cpLlI7y5txMQ9TnImWXusS_YfNJ183mBxqVeTr_PZ21qJaqLzzFdThEX5ZKhNQizmJvd1u3Zg/s400/14535_206937360817_608465817_2976335_918758_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415432095817888514&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if some of you forget about it in the future, these memories will always remain with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO9fVgbiCM9uiv8axcFPPA6u8yhT9f7DnbIKczkOqn65r3AhziI0bTmuKiWGYGYMDygq2v9usoz_QQAbOSQ8UMsOf8s_PSy1EEuWAnsisgKR3gAoMemB5KHHiBDD6EnyK3_0_qjE_isxE/s1600-h/14535_206937380817_608465817_2976338_1942900_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO9fVgbiCM9uiv8axcFPPA6u8yhT9f7DnbIKczkOqn65r3AhziI0bTmuKiWGYGYMDygq2v9usoz_QQAbOSQ8UMsOf8s_PSy1EEuWAnsisgKR3gAoMemB5KHHiBDD6EnyK3_0_qjE_isxE/s400/14535_206937380817_608465817_2976338_1942900_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415432098765312850&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bushido Wesley!!!!!! Continue eating please hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWkXdQcYTmnm26jJvDPa6J3IeaCjNb2FwbaA3EUiQwyy0FYqpLrWp5b8TpvBYz_vjj0lekCuFBOTIyXXt5VovIP2NqDewpKTDFk8wTSYg0sMWMZXGBwMxffWQQcDXsFYF063I6CCXMWCg/s1600-h/14535_206937390817_608465817_2976339_576598_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWkXdQcYTmnm26jJvDPa6J3IeaCjNb2FwbaA3EUiQwyy0FYqpLrWp5b8TpvBYz_vjj0lekCuFBOTIyXXt5VovIP2NqDewpKTDFk8wTSYg0sMWMZXGBwMxffWQQcDXsFYF063I6CCXMWCg/s400/14535_206937390817_608465817_2976339_576598_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415432106043756050&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessy and Vinod hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4GZkusBMTJM248VscmpFF42hGvBNGLJyDBog8i-3p21p_hEsEnlXlVaQQTHqNjhu321e1Z94MkxT6dtZLoXOvNCBOsJ2mAXVHNmnpuAeuMVHYuNl8GhwSLsy2M8eRkWKRgxeAGvY3a9M/s1600-h/14535_206937395817_608465817_2976340_4314267_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4GZkusBMTJM248VscmpFF42hGvBNGLJyDBog8i-3p21p_hEsEnlXlVaQQTHqNjhu321e1Z94MkxT6dtZLoXOvNCBOsJ2mAXVHNmnpuAeuMVHYuNl8GhwSLsy2M8eRkWKRgxeAGvY3a9M/s400/14535_206937395817_608465817_2976340_4314267_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415432114349971154&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember way, way back then, how I met each and everyone of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_UvRdnL4ULuuxwz1NWuKzEBCbmjpAZ1LLN7ceIYOcQXJ8C_ioaYuBI2lmrdJiIaq9re24ACvdQW9TAL0_ltmNfhoPkzTny6PFvFU9ZM3XHeazl4fya4XpHCI4O14DCzNT1K8zRN2tKBU/s1600-h/13554_234047140398_747450398_4587093_7797305_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_UvRdnL4ULuuxwz1NWuKzEBCbmjpAZ1LLN7ceIYOcQXJ8C_ioaYuBI2lmrdJiIaq9re24ACvdQW9TAL0_ltmNfhoPkzTny6PFvFU9ZM3XHeazl4fya4XpHCI4O14DCzNT1K8zRN2tKBU/s400/13554_234047140398_747450398_4587093_7797305_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415474117428699378&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Vinod for the first time in ENL 101.. We were doing our very first group exercise Miss Kamala, our lecturer, gave us on writing a thesis statement... Somehow our group ended up talking about scars and experiences we had from hospitals.. Vinod was telling about his injury he had experienced on his right leg.. Then, on one of the nights that I stayed back late in college I met up with him, JC, Amos, Zjen Thak, Fernie, and a few others at the staircase near the lift area by chance, where we all just talked and got to know a little bit of each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Fernie for the first time in ENL 101 as well, where we all elected her to be our class rep.. I got to know her a little better later on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Jessy for the first time actually before the ED Board camp... Alexis was introducing her to us hahahah! It was weird how she suddenly popped into all of our lives, but it was a blessing to know her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Amos for the first time last year during our PSY 105 class... Shaza introduced us, and instantly I knew that he&#39;d make a good friend.. I was surprised at how well-mannered he was at the time, and even though he had a little trouble communicating at the time, he was and still is, one of the greatest friends to have... And I&#39;m eternally grateful that we are still friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Zjen Thak a week after the first semester started, in PSY 105, where Amos introduced to everyone that he was his roommate... I first talked to him a little bit after Shaza&#39;s birthday party..I didn&#39;t know him too well at the time, but he gave me the impression of a straight-thinking, focused individual.. instead of the crazy psychotic guy I know and love... We&#39;ll still be seeing each other over in the US I hope, as we will be going to the same university hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Carissa and Wesley both during MAT 121 class in my first semester. They were sitting at the back while I was sitting next to Jean, Naomi, Sharmini, and Jae Yee.. We didn&#39;t really talk to each other much, but we still acknowledge each other.. I really talked to Carissa for the first time when it was the night before the exam.. She and Dana were staying back in college to study for the test as was I, and we decided to form a study group and went to the INTIMA Office to ask Joshan and Lik Pang and Bentan to help and guide us before our ultimate demise hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Jean, Naomi, Sharmini and Jae Yee for the first time in ENL 101, but we didn&#39;t talk to each other until we saw each other in MAT 121... And later on we got to know each other a lot better at the Freshie&#39;s Gathering... Jean became my first dancing partner from that hahahaha!! Naomi became my partner in ED Board, where I had just joined and asked her to come and join with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Charles for the first time in CAE, where he was always busy with his calculus work... Didn&#39;t really talk to him much until we all started hanging out in the INTIMA Office... and of course, the Council Camp hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met KC and Katie for the first time in AUP when I kept hearing stories from some of my friends about two sisters that did quite well in their public speaking last year hahaha.. I only got to know them both a lot better afterwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Edison for the first time in ENL 101... He was the first friend I made in ENL 101, and we remained friends ever since...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Ryan, Chew, Daryl, Yenloo, Yahn Hui, Fang Kai, and Emmanuel in AUP, where I keep seeing them all arriving at the same time, always hanging out with each other, and usually seen doing calculus together ahahaha!! I got closer to Daryl later on when we were in the same class for ECO152...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Zack for the first time during INTI BALL 2008, where we shared a table for the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know Pauline better from last semester... where we both were in the same class for STA 219 and after finding out from Zjen Thak that all 3 of us were going to the same University...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and every one of them.... I remember.. how they entered and changed my life forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEielr2aFER1-1H3nLssEVLwWZyNva8vq_q8TOEmNSaqKWrneLPAVqbtb7SUvWAqn4rFNfQAE_YA70iymAgD1N_aC67I_uceDoXScN9QU3f04rCJYn6wsx6TiSS6c6sePYD5R3opBnEDNr4/s1600-h/14535_206937405817_608465817_2976342_6045054_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEielr2aFER1-1H3nLssEVLwWZyNva8vq_q8TOEmNSaqKWrneLPAVqbtb7SUvWAqn4rFNfQAE_YA70iymAgD1N_aC67I_uceDoXScN9QU3f04rCJYn6wsx6TiSS6c6sePYD5R3opBnEDNr4/s400/14535_206937405817_608465817_2976342_6045054_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415432885126638738&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our principal walked into our party and was surprised by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFw8i2AE_BTxkoaUD5ExP8aRPpo-j_gxWizXs-8B6AHHZ3rJDQZOxG4pujvd2E0IjigisH7-WHpyzVj_28CAEiC3wSRD5i0rfn_SUDm650-Wsshgw32NY5p-MXJcqb4Rl2GhysJz3gfYo/s1600-h/14535_206937415817_608465817_2976343_6709442_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFw8i2AE_BTxkoaUD5ExP8aRPpo-j_gxWizXs-8B6AHHZ3rJDQZOxG4pujvd2E0IjigisH7-WHpyzVj_28CAEiC3wSRD5i0rfn_SUDm650-Wsshgw32NY5p-MXJcqb4Rl2GhysJz3gfYo/s400/14535_206937415817_608465817_2976343_6709442_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415432892387999298&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave a little speech to all of us so that we&#39;d all remember to be ourselves, and not forget from where we once came from after we&#39;re in the US... Awww Nad looks scared! Hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEZa5LN38AL3T_2Ldn6N2Jra4cdPXx2U42uIvePVZ7tHiMWng7Sf_ICzqtkAm4psTTGeFRYhv9TxiwkrKIla4S0Kt2kayULtTmyHarttFEZZ3PaLWbNi6vtvwnrSRLOXcJj9keQOquCQQ/s1600-h/14535_206937525817_608465817_2976355_938988_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEZa5LN38AL3T_2Ldn6N2Jra4cdPXx2U42uIvePVZ7tHiMWng7Sf_ICzqtkAm4psTTGeFRYhv9TxiwkrKIla4S0Kt2kayULtTmyHarttFEZZ3PaLWbNi6vtvwnrSRLOXcJj9keQOquCQQ/s400/14535_206937525817_608465817_2976355_938988_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415432893245144418&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaah!!! Yeah! That&#39;s how crazy things got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4RID8tZ95-UJTdBLCz0EncAOOyEYD10VgmzRvLHpMlG3yQacpXEknDnndLvfi_h30Kdu8iIzvHN7zD5XJrLYZfYxTVeb-TGWI3vyaMxSgFAek0nolpal71ZTM5ZJcXCEagRhptWomdpg/s1600-h/14535_206937545817_608465817_2976358_4388473_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4RID8tZ95-UJTdBLCz0EncAOOyEYD10VgmzRvLHpMlG3yQacpXEknDnndLvfi_h30Kdu8iIzvHN7zD5XJrLYZfYxTVeb-TGWI3vyaMxSgFAek0nolpal71ZTM5ZJcXCEagRhptWomdpg/s400/14535_206937545817_608465817_2976358_4388473_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415432899678396242&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... Kiet gets excited too fast... see he already... hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiK9l5CFRUXJh7e5-84UapuUPwF_oEoOWOSMIqitmWvox4ZQhcujgcayedrrFDbNfFhWoy0SQ60Xtu6PMNjZet4Ehx_GtQXi4CrRjRJF3JM62C3EZpzOO-xq95T7EDfpGP1pxX4-uBkN0/s1600-h/14535_206937560817_608465817_2976361_8106049_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiK9l5CFRUXJh7e5-84UapuUPwF_oEoOWOSMIqitmWvox4ZQhcujgcayedrrFDbNfFhWoy0SQ60Xtu6PMNjZet4Ehx_GtQXi4CrRjRJF3JM62C3EZpzOO-xq95T7EDfpGP1pxX4-uBkN0/s400/14535_206937560817_608465817_2976361_8106049_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415433455006537570&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted!!! Ex-Avril May Chong in a scandal with two boys...and a cup... Hahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_spP3O0EiQuL86ZJV11-Myh2Bn5oZmqFVwGcJSLjmIZkV5Y25ZrbmRh-E0SwmXAQ1VOsfNsiSCiu-ZdKzg_JuFnQxJSc66pkFgIdH75DHdqNP3ZvIqyI9qwfohkM4_2UBjbF44WFa5Ws/s1600-h/14535_206937575817_608465817_2976363_2236206_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_spP3O0EiQuL86ZJV11-Myh2Bn5oZmqFVwGcJSLjmIZkV5Y25ZrbmRh-E0SwmXAQ1VOsfNsiSCiu-ZdKzg_JuFnQxJSc66pkFgIdH75DHdqNP3ZvIqyI9qwfohkM4_2UBjbF44WFa5Ws/s400/14535_206937575817_608465817_2976363_2236206_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415433459534454978&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys, a girl, and a cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCys89DtyvjlwHHkvx-TWDEbjMo5JJh8_uA69xnP3xbFSPFsTsDgghE1s_3rXbij9pp1y6urUpPmQeZy0byR274VAf65wY1FB5lnq8GuETEwlCbXXqK5tvRR1H4ikBKLLzWhWWf-gOdrk/s1600-h/14535_206937580817_608465817_2976364_453398_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCys89DtyvjlwHHkvx-TWDEbjMo5JJh8_uA69xnP3xbFSPFsTsDgghE1s_3rXbij9pp1y6urUpPmQeZy0byR274VAf65wY1FB5lnq8GuETEwlCbXXqK5tvRR1H4ikBKLLzWhWWf-gOdrk/s400/14535_206937580817_608465817_2976364_453398_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415433466726439266&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Jessy pointing at?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcF6QJpdA6kE6LU0F9R9MOLUhRuVnfrbOLxNaX7l7-teqbW85iKsN46rtFaMwMkoU5cnF_SKC-A4VoAVLEuPa4eESnkbx7A8noFUrFL4jATksqEG8BYzFA5uTbXcqSJ_cb0f1PvX1-njE/s1600-h/14535_206937600817_608465817_2976367_3460121_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcF6QJpdA6kE6LU0F9R9MOLUhRuVnfrbOLxNaX7l7-teqbW85iKsN46rtFaMwMkoU5cnF_SKC-A4VoAVLEuPa4eESnkbx7A8noFUrFL4jATksqEG8BYzFA5uTbXcqSJ_cb0f1PvX1-njE/s400/14535_206937600817_608465817_2976367_3460121_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415433468003063346&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo fail la... Who&#39;s finger is that... oh wait.. I think that was mine hahahaha!! Okay okay.. third shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6YzrRCs5-YzTSGU7Nxka_5wd3LYd5bSCWgCoAHKBfJcjTX96iOzCP7ojuL6D0tkFdJhDGDbYITv9o0tKlHf8OMCldlnuu-U6zIVplxl3pDsv-UNen0jJS4X3paimR6atT-Gm3InNm5B4/s1600-h/14535_206937605817_608465817_2976368_188298_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6YzrRCs5-YzTSGU7Nxka_5wd3LYd5bSCWgCoAHKBfJcjTX96iOzCP7ojuL6D0tkFdJhDGDbYITv9o0tKlHf8OMCldlnuu-U6zIVplxl3pDsv-UNen0jJS4X3paimR6atT-Gm3InNm5B4/s400/14535_206937605817_608465817_2976368_188298_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415433473845052114&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaahah!!! Kiet came at the right time and can pose somemore hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeShG2lXsw2SBL2kUHqDdYQHx6CBnNXsq9ccd4r5Q5JMZcTWHVe21g0WzO5hYsJe9NpuHujWcjiCiOACcPQpRm0J4qx5aiHMiJpU696lM3t9LEiSsCnmibyA6l9CH9ncdcfIzhReKlMl8/s1600-h/14535_206937620817_608465817_2976370_7412345_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeShG2lXsw2SBL2kUHqDdYQHx6CBnNXsq9ccd4r5Q5JMZcTWHVe21g0WzO5hYsJe9NpuHujWcjiCiOACcPQpRm0J4qx5aiHMiJpU696lM3t9LEiSsCnmibyA6l9CH9ncdcfIzhReKlMl8/s400/14535_206937620817_608465817_2976370_7412345_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415433974142226562&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo scandal already between Ryan and Vinod... poor Chew and Daryl... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFWjwMLXc1or7r3USKM7GtOqnuHjWX2_SMl776pglnVnDuI4iNF4nUQtU-UYk8z3e5xT6ciOvhV8BbwQwBg59-KLRX5RLRHli52Bt1Cv0ITQq4HBzpeii006zJPQhXstnadcktWXM3q5c/s1600-h/14535_206937640817_608465817_2976372_2190968_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFWjwMLXc1or7r3USKM7GtOqnuHjWX2_SMl776pglnVnDuI4iNF4nUQtU-UYk8z3e5xT6ciOvhV8BbwQwBg59-KLRX5RLRHli52Bt1Cv0ITQq4HBzpeii006zJPQhXstnadcktWXM3q5c/s400/14535_206937640817_608465817_2976372_2190968_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415433976661843842&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...my....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKFAfpYoZKK6zP8EjIQuTL8VaX_gRrWGiNJ9hX8MjW970pXBSnOomUPR0Fj0MeFQpmZQGC2rjjXwqfAgazTVYY0mN82AgrFhC7OAWoPI3GmXZoxxRvTGUYGoGd-KuuteErattBm-_AhMU/s1600-h/14535_206937645817_608465817_2976373_831684_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKFAfpYoZKK6zP8EjIQuTL8VaX_gRrWGiNJ9hX8MjW970pXBSnOomUPR0Fj0MeFQpmZQGC2rjjXwqfAgazTVYY0mN82AgrFhC7OAWoPI3GmXZoxxRvTGUYGoGd-KuuteErattBm-_AhMU/s400/14535_206937645817_608465817_2976373_831684_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415433981098008210&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am strong!!!!!!! RAWR!!!!!!! Hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpwA7VZNtR2PPFhKsYnrBpeygdX8Q4cOvzemceRpA4tKN3ICQisp2D1NhsgFqAoWu3b7GOs8PusVGx9NO3D86unlOeFcwoe06jOgHY_MnEJ3NBI2_nobUrZRpmNrK4r2ZRgYfx-5pzpqI/s1600-h/14535_206937655817_608465817_2976375_873914_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpwA7VZNtR2PPFhKsYnrBpeygdX8Q4cOvzemceRpA4tKN3ICQisp2D1NhsgFqAoWu3b7GOs8PusVGx9NO3D86unlOeFcwoe06jOgHY_MnEJ3NBI2_nobUrZRpmNrK4r2ZRgYfx-5pzpqI/s400/14535_206937655817_608465817_2976375_873914_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415433983550127218&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Khor giving her speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB-ffnjgok_KtDK4alMHFi5AJ_fBHBJtrVIqmGgqqN5RXi3c7YB7IVuaiJTxm-tDkqqMI-zdBrWiWCrrPWujln2CdzzZ0fb8jdFlWGHeSvlM2fhJJKfcwXQ4Iyyy5EfBdnugdb51EU5UM/s1600-h/14535_206937660817_608465817_2976376_7258100_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB-ffnjgok_KtDK4alMHFi5AJ_fBHBJtrVIqmGgqqN5RXi3c7YB7IVuaiJTxm-tDkqqMI-zdBrWiWCrrPWujln2CdzzZ0fb8jdFlWGHeSvlM2fhJJKfcwXQ4Iyyy5EfBdnugdb51EU5UM/s400/14535_206937660817_608465817_2976376_7258100_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415433991817127698&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone listening to Miss Khor telling her story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGVe3MeAVRcIlQlVGrDIoS9hHfAGqO7vXPiqL8wtFen7lfq8syGfGPloSsMxElCbmYXcgPDHCVlN-8gfuA9avmp4ZC0CyATMWJoiFLT1tAvVjwzra6DgbvWJ8agY-FUirIgMDv7qxsq6Y/s1600-h/14535_206937665817_608465817_2976377_4435935_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGVe3MeAVRcIlQlVGrDIoS9hHfAGqO7vXPiqL8wtFen7lfq8syGfGPloSsMxElCbmYXcgPDHCVlN-8gfuA9avmp4ZC0CyATMWJoiFLT1tAvVjwzra6DgbvWJ8agY-FUirIgMDv7qxsq6Y/s400/14535_206937665817_608465817_2976377_4435935_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415434347018011714&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I do mean EVERYONE.. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifIw3qlySeackIM3Cq_Y3c6zrUSdsCCjUFNz4pburrpHigj7XQc7LGnKlfEwpX2BonICmeaEC37kmmaHUz9lTY1tpPAbUVd1yaJE8jOCmdMqXKPC4nesfzJ4vElnt2S4nkNAtf8FYd95I/s1600-h/14535_206937675817_608465817_2976378_8051181_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifIw3qlySeackIM3Cq_Y3c6zrUSdsCCjUFNz4pburrpHigj7XQc7LGnKlfEwpX2BonICmeaEC37kmmaHUz9lTY1tpPAbUVd1yaJE8jOCmdMqXKPC4nesfzJ4vElnt2S4nkNAtf8FYd95I/s400/14535_206937675817_608465817_2976378_8051181_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415434349430905778&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to be a candid photo... but got some posers already... hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdB14NzQpzz1mUCNIqiWeppqqebIdhDH2UjabLGncRiMKZkFRXlm0_egkbrUA1hAL1nH_piOvq6EAuS6zNigd6j3q6iFp2-OzIfjH2dH89HVrfCdVHWk5grJa4ej3D-UocEAlEQdSTaas/s1600-h/14535_206937690817_608465817_2976379_7734650_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdB14NzQpzz1mUCNIqiWeppqqebIdhDH2UjabLGncRiMKZkFRXlm0_egkbrUA1hAL1nH_piOvq6EAuS6zNigd6j3q6iFp2-OzIfjH2dH89HVrfCdVHWk5grJa4ej3D-UocEAlEQdSTaas/s400/14535_206937690817_608465817_2976379_7734650_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415434356866112434&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.... sooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK5G7mmMyxCiZNmbizhrlGH2j3XOd6E7X9t58INFzAw9epJCZwU2wwRz4-Qmm6MvSCCCeGwCL2Sw07Rv3C7ZsxYcfe4O_uSjoWk1uch5cJA1xFCaDrzmlUbYpV1osCxpHRs4SMmNJH09w/s1600-h/14535_206937705817_608465817_2976381_498074_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK5G7mmMyxCiZNmbizhrlGH2j3XOd6E7X9t58INFzAw9epJCZwU2wwRz4-Qmm6MvSCCCeGwCL2Sw07Rv3C7ZsxYcfe4O_uSjoWk1uch5cJA1xFCaDrzmlUbYpV1osCxpHRs4SMmNJH09w/s400/14535_206937705817_608465817_2976381_498074_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415434357800668946&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amos giving us his speech... It was really funny and sweet at the same time hehehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, everyone started giving their speech to commemorate the night... Especially those that are leaving... I gave mine as well, but I gave only the brief, short version of it... Because I was afraid that if I had given the real thing, it would have definitely been a very long one and I would definitely shed a tear from saying it to everyone... But at least I can say what I want to here... Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW_lBogawZoOmh3MUvGVMD_GS_BHFUtApLZPQOkyE9byJi7euJaxmsCz-mlgGdXZ9dIfcoGy7BZXu9d8KtHKJYK-1webnRS6Xj7hxUu-IrR0t7sXULN50kE8MyVdjOPhWir06fgIzm6uE/s1600-h/13554_234047315398_747450398_4587116_2239146_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW_lBogawZoOmh3MUvGVMD_GS_BHFUtApLZPQOkyE9byJi7euJaxmsCz-mlgGdXZ9dIfcoGy7BZXu9d8KtHKJYK-1webnRS6Xj7hxUu-IrR0t7sXULN50kE8MyVdjOPhWir06fgIzm6uE/s400/13554_234047315398_747450398_4587116_2239146_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415474123523776690&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t believe, that it&#39;s been this long already since I met all of you. It felt as if it was just yesterday, I was meeting you guys for the first time. I&#39;m definitely a different person than I was during my school days before college. I was quite the anti-socialist back then, and when I came to INTI that all changed... I started learning what friendship really means from being friends with all of you... I started.. living. It&#39;s definitely going to be weird... not being able to see any of your faces anymore in the CAE Office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s going to be weird, not being able to hear Vinod telling one of his stories to all of us, and seeing him play football inside the office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s already weird, not being able to see that sincere smile of Carissa that brightens everyone&#39;s day... and her size 3 feet hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s already weird, not being able to see Charles with his bluetooth earphone sets, doing his calculus exercise in the office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s going to be weird, not being able to see Amos&#39; blurred expression anymore... not being able to hang out with him, and to put him to sleep by massaging him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s going to be weird, not being able to see KC watching &#39;Friends&#39; on her MacBook, or doing her online class or assignments on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s going to be weird, not being able to see Jessy blasting the music from her laptop into her ears, doing her assignments and work on her laptop with a gazillion tabs of Google Chrome opened up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s going to be weird, not being able to see and hug Zjen Thak in the office for fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s going to be weird, not seeing Aaron inside the office, checking on his mail or the latest movie ratings or football results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s already weird, not being able to see Fernie and talk to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s going to be weird, not to see Pauline, Lavene, Sue Yen and the rest of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s going to be weird, not being able to see and joke around with May Chong anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s going to be weird, not being able to see Daryl, Ryan, Chew, Fangkai, Emmanuel, Yen Loo, and Yahn Hui together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s going to be weird, not seeing everyone of them and many more in the office anymore... I&#39;ll miss all of you terribly... To those who are leaving in January, thank you for giving me the opportunity to know you guys... and for those who will still be around.. let&#39;s make even more beautiful memories together with what little time we have left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9nAyw-7oO-7gQanKRxADhkWt4X4W8YSPzYe_moE18hRl5AWbXC1NgNTxfVuvVWVsxhyv-WyE60_gQbWwGbmVqs2gS0kUVcjBwNqWnqfTtcFO65aWdXOlNOjF2TA-ndiKgrvlt6aKbtu4/s1600-h/14535_206937450817_608465817_2976348_1603627_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9nAyw-7oO-7gQanKRxADhkWt4X4W8YSPzYe_moE18hRl5AWbXC1NgNTxfVuvVWVsxhyv-WyE60_gQbWwGbmVqs2gS0kUVcjBwNqWnqfTtcFO65aWdXOlNOjF2TA-ndiKgrvlt6aKbtu4/s400/14535_206937450817_608465817_2976348_1603627_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415434363164498130&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is scattered all over this map soon... some are lucky enough to end up together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDJI_sJvmJHdmWQVT5-reTEl8dYdjKGaFz4XoWiABXV2IlZL0NiMXcuQ07Tmvq4pntOy3O1BXYr-9aGFfifpvfDz_eUz1NRlcQ2kr8qUfuih4DYTQtoHzs7_xnImV11tGW_xgtba9pHDc/s1600-h/13554_234047325398_747450398_4587118_2053457_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDJI_sJvmJHdmWQVT5-reTEl8dYdjKGaFz4XoWiABXV2IlZL0NiMXcuQ07Tmvq4pntOy3O1BXYr-9aGFfifpvfDz_eUz1NRlcQ2kr8qUfuih4DYTQtoHzs7_xnImV11tGW_xgtba9pHDc/s400/13554_234047325398_747450398_4587118_2053457_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415474124356888546&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if it&#39;s one thing we learn in AUP, it&#39;s never goodbye.. It&#39;s just a see you later... I love all of you, and I hope to stay in touch with everyone of you. You may not think that you&#39;ve made an impact in my life, but I can honestly tell you now that you&#39;re wrong... Even the smallest things that you do.. Had an effect on me.. All of you have made me what I am today... Thank you...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/3915711940211713458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/12/aup-farewell-party-dec-2009.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/3915711940211713458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/3915711940211713458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/12/aup-farewell-party-dec-2009.html' title='AUP Farewell Party Dec 2009!'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU4ix2IWLxnopPIOJGRb2V41VnPOp0D_1KyJQ3makQ4hZcoTOzhlRpySc8v_CWGhjvvCUMYqXpXXPUtPJt4KBRsU03L1tf6UK21bCmRNLpsCP4rnOV_EP7QWSpDxuKsaJUs7cZzV2z0vk/s72-c/14535_206937220817_608465817_2976317_5546347_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-7124348070485764697</id><published>2009-12-05T13:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:04:05.432+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book Review"/><title type='text'>Master of the Game</title><content type='html'>Hey all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised awhile back, I&#39;d tell you a little about the book I read during the Singapore trip called Master of the Game by Sydney Sheldon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicJBBWcaMZGGD4WW9VKCTYIiqNeOECJ4naQX9S-VAuGHuQonSh7C6E1-ajnNNgqv45vIW-mSPWbh7jZlsGI6Yqj80rWdfDGtQMuMEDJljmS3w8fSCbtIXpDmffeMfplhEy1k4_Yh8si4g/s1600-h/n58305.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicJBBWcaMZGGD4WW9VKCTYIiqNeOECJ4naQX9S-VAuGHuQonSh7C6E1-ajnNNgqv45vIW-mSPWbh7jZlsGI6Yqj80rWdfDGtQMuMEDJljmS3w8fSCbtIXpDmffeMfplhEy1k4_Yh8si4g/s400/n58305.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411628746475486306&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is really interesting as it tells the story of how greed can consume a family for generations. I was blown away by how the author wrote the book. He did his research very thoroughly as most of the places, if not all of them in the book actually exists and they are all real life happening events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first started reading the Prologue, I thought &quot;Hmm seems kind of sweet.&quot; I kept on reading until it was around chapter 2 or 3 of the book that I got to see the element of surprise the author is famous for. How the story then got so twisted and how it portrays the essence of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book&#39;s most obvious life lesson that the author wanted to relay to the readers was that money isn&#39;t everything. Just because someone is rich, doesn&#39;t mean that they are happy. The saying that blood is thicker than water so needs to be reconsidered after reading the book. I find the book very... eye-opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend you guys to read this as it really is a good book. It not only has a great story, but it also provides us with little bits and pieces of interesting history. Gave it a rating of 4 out of 5.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/7124348070485764697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/12/master-of-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/7124348070485764697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/7124348070485764697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/12/master-of-game.html' title='Master of the Game'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicJBBWcaMZGGD4WW9VKCTYIiqNeOECJ4naQX9S-VAuGHuQonSh7C6E1-ajnNNgqv45vIW-mSPWbh7jZlsGI6Yqj80rWdfDGtQMuMEDJljmS3w8fSCbtIXpDmffeMfplhEy1k4_Yh8si4g/s72-c/n58305.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-5023708348666269710</id><published>2009-12-03T12:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:11:26.005+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life Memories"/><title type='text'>Day out with the Kepong Boy, Selayang Footballer, and Miri Dancer</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I actually had a full list of things to do during that day to keep me busy and to stop procrastinating. I failed to do the first 2 things on my list which was going to the gym and then to the bank. Reason being that I got sick at the time with another migraine attack. So I decided to head on over to college to start on the other things on my to-do-list. I did some of them in the morning, but later on I met up with Vinod and Zjen Thak inside the AUP office which kind of made me procrastinate my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for lunch at Subway with Jessica and Jerusha at the time. Jessica and I shared a foot-long sandwich while Zjen Thak and Vinod had their own 6-inch sandwiches. Jerusha just had a cookie and we all just talked a lot over lunch. After we were done eating, Zjen Thak and Vinod invited me to go to Sunway Pyramid with them to window shop for some winter clothes before they leave. So yet again, I procrastinated my work that day to another day and hung out with both of them at Pyramid until evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were both quite hyper over there and we all just talked and joked around here and there while spotting some hot girls on the way hahaha! We waited until Amos came to pick us up at Pyramid to go to his house in Kepong. On the way there, we stopped for tea at a restaurant that Amos said was good. I really liked the dessert he bought hahhaha! I think it was called... Tong Tsui if I&#39;m not mistaken. There were a lot of variations of Tong Tsui but I enjoyed the peanut the most hahaha! It tasted really, really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to pick up his mom at her office. Over at the office everyone knew Amos since his mom is the boss. But they were all very curious of me, Vinod and Zjen Thak and some even came up to the car window to stare at us hahahah!! After his mom came, she drove all of us back to their house. This was the first time I went to Amos&#39; house so I expected to see some green plants over there being the environmentalist that he is, and I was right. His house was decorated beautifully with all these plants and flowers surrounding a fish pond with a bench for people to just sit and enjoy viewing the fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside, we stayed and hung out in Amos&#39; room for a few hours. His room was quite nice and I like that he had did some creative things inside his room. He showed us some of his past artwork and it was really impressive to see how his talent grew each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we went for dinner at Petaling Jaya, SS 2. Amos took us to this restaurant called.... Gosh I couldn&#39;t remember the first name but it ended with Paris. It was a chinese restaurant and I was really mesmerized with the service. The food came so fast, the tables were clean very fast, and the staffs were very polite. I accidentally ate something that I wasn&#39;t suppose to, but the staff and boss came to apologize to me that time which shows just how humble and polite they are to their customers. I gave it a 5 out of 5 star for service. Food was really nice as well. When we had already started eating, Celine came and join us for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The five of us talked for hours, and Celine was so happy that she finally made a comment to Vinod that he took it to his heart personally and wouldn&#39;t let go what she said the whole night hahahaha!! Poor Amos got bullied by Vinod and Zjen Thak at the time as well. They all started telling all sorts of stories back when they were living inside the My Place apartment opposite of our college. Most of it hilarious hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we went to the Starbucks nearby and hung out there until we had to go home. We had some heart-to-heart moments over there, everyone sharing their problems with one another. It was really nice. Celine had to leave early since her mom had arrived to pick her up. After that the four of us hung out there until it was nearly 11.30pm. Amos asked if I wanted to go home straight or follow them to SS 15 for awhile. I told him to send me back first since I still had my migraine actually, but it was feeling better at the time. Just that I was feeling very tired already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a nice day out with all of them. Took my mind off of some things that had been happening so far. I&#39;m suppose to be doing my to-do-list today but, I guess I&#39;m procrastinating it again until tomorrow... maybe hahahaha! Till next time people!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/5023708348666269710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/12/dinner-with-kepong-boy-selayang.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/5023708348666269710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/5023708348666269710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/12/dinner-with-kepong-boy-selayang.html' title='Day out with the Kepong Boy, Selayang Footballer, and Miri Dancer'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-2218667884489596596</id><published>2009-11-25T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:10:39.370+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Experience"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life Memories"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Update"/><title type='text'>Singapore Trip!</title><content type='html'>Hey people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know I&#39;ve been so lazy to post things up on the blog and I have to apologize for that hahahaha! The holiday has made me become a very, very, VERY lazy person (even more so than I was before). Anyway, as most of you probably have known by now I went to Singapore last weekend to visit some old friends of mine. It was definitely a memorable trip I can tell you that hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let&#39;s start from the beginning. Last Friday I went to Singapore by bus with my sister, aunt, and 2 cousins. The bus trip was okay I guess except for some noisy people upfront. I was seated away from my family all the way at the back row. The guy next to me brought his laptop to watch some movies on the bus. One time he was juggling between his laptop and his food that he almost dropped the laptop. Luckily he caught it in time or else he was going to pay for more than what he bargained for this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole bus trip reading on the book that I got from my sister&#39;s friend for my birthday. It was called &quot;The Master of the Game&quot; by Sidney Sheldon. It was a really, really good book to read and my praises and worships to the author. He really did his research before writing that book. I&#39;ll tell all of you more on that book on another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when we reached Singapore, we headed for our hotel called the &quot;Fragrance Crystal Hotel&quot; in the Geylang area. My sister and aunt booked the place and didn&#39;t know that it was a red district area until I told them hahahahaha!!! FYI for those of you who don&#39;t know what red district means, basically it&#39;s where all the prostitutes work. Yes, you heard me hahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a fancy dinner at an Italian restaurant called Prego. It was seriously overpriced. Luckily, my sister&#39;s friend was buying dinner for all of us so we didn&#39;t have to spend a single penny for the food. I had the spinach for dinner and it was horrid. I literally threw up in my mouth. For being an Italian restaurant, it didn&#39;t really have that much pasta food selections. There were at least 3 birthdays being celebrated at the restaurant that night. Talk about coincidence huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I spent the whole day with my friends from Singapore. There was an Anime convention/festival going on and so they took me there. Some of them were cosplaying for the event and some were one of the organizers of the event. It was really quite an interesting event and I really enjoyed myself. I waited for them at the MRT station to go to the event. Elena told me to wait for her at 2.30pm. It was 2.50pm until I called her and she said she&#39;d be there at 3. So I waited and saw Cass at the station with Makoto and Vincent. We were all waiting for Elena to show up. You see a lot of interesting people inside the MRT I tell you. There was a transvestite walking past us while we were waiting, and there was also a guy wearing only boxers with a fishing pole and another guy wearing a pink dress. Yeah, the image was burned into my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was 3.30pm that time and Elena was still no where to be seen. So we all decided to just ditch her at the station and meet her at the event hahahaha!!! The ticket lines were quite long but we managed to get them faster than we anticipated. Elena showed up later on and didn&#39;t recognize me hahahaha! She thought Cassie&#39;s cousin was me and said &quot;Wah! You changed a lot wei!&quot; Hahahahah!!! There were a lot of people cosplaying at the event, and some of them I have to admit looked really hot and sexy. But some just ruined the image of the characters like this dude cosplaying as Roxas from Kingdom Hearts. He was not only overweight, but he had too much make-up on him. Yeah, that ruined the image of Roxas for me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a Moe Moe Cafe inside the hall where the waitresses dressed up really cute, like characters in anime that are wearing maid costumes. Unfortunately, the food costs a bomb from what I heard. Later on, we found Claude managing some of the artworks display during the event. We were all looking for Denise where she seemed to have been out of the radar of everyone. Elena was pissed that we couldn&#39;t find her. After a long search, we finally found her cosplaying. She was tired already from doing all sorts of posses while people took pictures of her. We were all feeling kind of parched later that day and decided to go and have a drink at Starbuck&#39;s Coffee. Over there, we met up with Ivan. He sort of reminded me of LP in a lot of ways. And we all had a shock of our lives later on when we found out that he was actually 28 years old when we thought that he looked 20 hahahaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After filling ourselves with some Starbucks, we went back to the event to get Claude and Denise&#39;s stuff to go out for dinner. There were two groups going for dinner, us and the cosplayers. Denise and Claude went to have dinner with the cosplayers while the rest of us went for dinner at Just Asia. It took quite awhile for us to get a table inside that place, but we managed to eventually. The food wasn&#39;t that bad I guess. Something like what you can find in Asia Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we all cam-whored at the Christmas tree outside the building. It took quite some time as Ivan was trying to be a perfectionist in taking the photo hahahahah! Elena got fed up waiting and she just used her DSLR and cam-whored herself hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finished cam-whoring, we went to the station and said our goodbyes. On my way back to the hotel, a prostitute approached me and asked me to hire her. I kept saying no thanks but she kept persisting. She was about 30-40 years old I think. Then when she wouldn&#39;t give up, I said &quot;Sorry I&#39;m gay.&quot; and I thought that was going to stop her. She then responds with &quot;Oh, I can go both ways.&quot; Yeah, let&#39;s just end the story there HAHAHAHAHAHAAH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, my sister, cousin and I went out for breakfast while my aunt and other cousin stayed over at a relative&#39;s house. The taxi drivers are really nice over there. Anyways, we ate at a Singaporean version of a Mamak store. It wasn&#39;t that bad really. Afterwards we went and shopped at a flea market nearby. Prices were just dirt cheap at the time hahahah! Afterwards we went to the station and waited for the bus to go home. And that was about it for the Singapore trip. It was really quite interesting, especially the prostitute part HAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time people!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/2218667884489596596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/11/singapore-trip.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/2218667884489596596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/2218667884489596596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/11/singapore-trip.html' title='Singapore Trip!'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-4767226611128146277</id><published>2009-11-18T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T12:34:37.686+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Update"/><title type='text'>2 Months of Agony!</title><content type='html'>Hey people,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry I haven&#39;t been updating. Just too damn lazy to blog these past few weeks hahahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, now that I finally got my 2 months break, I find myself lost in what I should be doing. I feel so empty this holiday due to the fact that almost everyone I know and hung out with is on holidays or has gone over to the States already. And those on holiday are gone for about a month or so. I tried to look for a part-time job for this month, keyword being &#39;&lt;i&gt;tried&#39;&lt;/i&gt;, but there&#39;s just nothing that catches my eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to do some Ed Board work to fill up my time, but there just isn&#39;t that much left to do right now. We might be getting a sponsorship for color from &lt;i&gt;NST&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;(News Straight Times)&lt;/i&gt; but that is yet to be determined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ve been trying to read off some books I got from a friend of my sister, but whenever I tried to read it something comes up and stops me from reading it. The title of the books are &quot;&lt;i&gt;Master of the Game&lt;/i&gt;&quot; by &lt;i&gt;Sidney Sheldon&lt;/i&gt;, and &quot;&lt;i&gt;Mistress of the Game&lt;/i&gt;&quot; by &lt;i&gt;Tilly Bagshawe&lt;/i&gt; based on &lt;i&gt;Sidney Sheldon&lt;/i&gt;. I&#39;m starting with the first book I mentioned and so far it seems very interesting. Good thing to fill up my time for about... 2 days I think before I finish reading it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;m thinking that I should be taking a class on self-defense or something in the lines of that, cause lately I&#39;ve been feeling the need to punch something. Release of some stress hahahahaha!!! So far nothing came across my mind just yet, but I&#39;m keeping my eyes and ears wide open for anything interesting, cheap, and nearby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should be registering myself in &lt;i&gt;TOEFL&lt;/i&gt; soon, but I haven&#39;t had the time to go to the center and register just yet... Okay that&#39;s total bull crap since I&#39;ve got nothing but time on my hands right now. I&#39;m just too lazy to walk there and register hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ll be taking my driver&#39;s test soon hopefully, when my mom and stepfather gets one of their friends to teach me. Don&#39;t worry, I&#39;ll give everyone a fair warning when I get to be on the road hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ve been craving to watch some movies lately, but there just isn&#39;t anyone to go and watch it with. It&#39;s kind of boring to watch movies alone, and I lost interest in watching soon afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ve been playing some online games again since I got my internet line back inside my house. Been addicted to this new game called &lt;i&gt;Emil Chronicle Online&lt;/i&gt;, or &lt;i&gt;ECO &lt;/i&gt;in short that LP introduced to me some time ago. Damn you LP!!! Because of you I&#39;ve become a lifeless soul once again! SOBZ... Hahahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be starting a new blog soon after hearing someone&#39;s suggestion. Don&#39;t worry, I&#39;ll still update this blog hahahah! That new blog is going to be a little more... professional based. I&#39;ll be writing something like reviews and stuff like that on that blog, but I&#39;m not entirely sure yet on what reviews I&#39;d be doing on just yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ll be going to Singapore this Friday until Sunday hahaha! Will be meeting some old friends of mine in Singapore after not seeing them for almost... 2 years I think? And we&#39;ve all known each other for about 6 years hahaha! Damn that&#39;s one of the longest friendship I have thus far hahahaha!!! Will let all of you know how that trip goes when I get back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that&#39;s all I can say for now as there isn&#39;t much story in this holiday to write on. Oh well, progress everyday I guess. See you all next time!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/4767226611128146277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-months-of-agony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/4767226611128146277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/4767226611128146277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-months-of-agony.html' title='2 Months of Agony!'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-7271424090357834013</id><published>2009-11-06T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:31:21.027+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life Memories"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tribute"/><title type='text'>Goodbye Brother..</title><content type='html'>Tonight I say goodbye to a close friend of mine. He left for holidays in Japan and from there he&#39;ll be going straight away to the States. I won&#39;t see him again until he comes back around middle of next year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was my first real best friend for a long time. I wasn&#39;t as close to anyone as I was to him. He knew things that I&#39;ve kept hidden from the world. He was there for me when no one else seem to have been there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time I met him during INTIMA Week on my first semester at INTI, I was thinking &quot;Wow this guy dresses like one of those serious reporters or bosses...&quot;. Never did I thought that he could be as silly and blur as I came to know after getting closer to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back then, he became my personal driver after awhile at some period of time. We&#39;d go and get ourselves lost in KL just to look at some books or some gadgets. I remember one time, we forgot where we parked the car and we went looking for it for quite some time hahaha! We both guessed the wrong floors for the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We&#39;d always eat together most of the time. He&#39;d sometimes feed me with tuna because I resembled a stray cat apparently. We&#39;d always share a foot-long sandwich from subway and split the bill and cookies. We usually had the same taste for food so it wasn&#39;t a problem for either of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We&#39;d share with each other our experiences, our happiness, our pains, until at some point we became as close as brothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until a few months ago, we started drifting away from each other and didn&#39;t talk that much anymore. We still talked with each other, the occasional &quot;Hi&quot; and &quot;Bye&quot; but that was about it. We didn&#39;t really eat together anymore. We were both dealing with our own problems I guess, and we started to lose each other from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not too long ago, we started talking again, but not as much as we did before. Better an improvement than a loss I&#39;d say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He&#39;s the most forgetful, blur-cased, unselfish, polite, push-over, anti-socialist, Apple promoting, Mac loving, race junkie, knowledgeable, easy to bully, driving monkey, crazy dancing, failed at cute acting, anime loving dummy in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD! But I&#39;m proud to call him my brother...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;m not going to miss you because I already do miss you, and I won&#39;t be able to see you until you come back for summer. Even if we don&#39;t talk as much as we did before, I know that we won&#39;t lose touch of each other, because like it or not, your stuck with me as a brother forever. Take care over there bro...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/7271424090357834013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/7271424090357834013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/7271424090357834013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-brother.html' title='Goodbye Brother..'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-5240613484152786679</id><published>2009-11-02T19:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:23:08.313+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life Memories"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Update"/><title type='text'>Surprise Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:large;&quot;&gt;Hey everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright I&#39;m a little late but I&#39;ll update you on what happened on Sunday hahahah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first I had a nice lunch with Edison, where he bought me a slice of cake from &lt;i&gt;Secret Recipe&lt;/i&gt; and a &lt;i&gt;Beryl&#39;s&lt;/i&gt; chocolate hahaha! We ate at the &lt;i&gt;Old Town White Coffee&lt;/i&gt; at SS15, which was okay2 only I guess. It wasn&#39;t so bad, but not that great either haha! Our lunch lasted about an hour until he had somewhere he had to go, so I was stranded with nothing to do until Sie Hui picks me up for the movie later. So I just wasted about two hours inside &lt;i&gt;FTZ, &lt;/i&gt;the cybercafe. Waste of money to be honest, there wasn&#39;t much to do there alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I just went to college for a little while and checked who&#39;s around. Apparently a lot of students are still having exams, I think it&#39;s the diploma students. They were studying all over the concourse and the reading room. Then I met Kiet at the reading room and I just talked with him awhile until he had to go somewhere and meet someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around three something, Sie Hui came to college and picked me up to go for the movies, but we were early so we went window shopping first. After that, we went to pick up the tickets where we met Pok over there. &quot;Surprise!&quot; both of them said, and so it was Pok, Sie Hui and me at the movies. I asked who else is coming, and she just played the fifth amendment on me. On the way out of the movies we saw Tynnkerbel. What a coincidence! Apparently her excuse was that she was meeting some old secondary friends for a movie over here. Okay... Didn&#39;t buy that for a second hahaha!! She said her other half couldn&#39;t come because he had some family dinner going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to look around for a little while until the movie started. Then on the way back to the cinema, we met Ben &amp;amp; Stephy where he said surprise!!! He told me earlier that he had some counseling work to do so he couldn&#39;t come. Apparently, I was his patient of the day hahaha!! So then the six of us went for the movie, &#39;Law Abiding Citizen&#39; which was awesome!!! Gave it a 9 out of 10 rating. Tell you more about the movie on another post. After the movies, we walked around for a bit until it was seven sharp. Then we headed to &lt;i&gt;TGI Friday&lt;/i&gt;s for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There, another surprise was waiting for me. JC, Zjen Thak, Vinod and Kiet were waiting for me there. JC even brought along Squat hahahah!! I was so surprised because it was really unexpected! Especially Vinod and Zjen Thak being there because they already said earlier that they had to go to &lt;i&gt;Selayang&lt;/i&gt; to attend a wedding. They came all the way back to celebrate with me. Thanks guys!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little while later, Jerusha and Hafizah joined in as well. Wow, really didn&#39;t expect a lot of company that night so it was really a surprise for me. They got me to wear this green cat ears that JC made for me the whole night hahahah! They also gave me &#39;Dexter&#39; season one and an English-BM dictionary translation hahahahahah!!! Thanks everyone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on, they made me stand on the chair, the usual &lt;i&gt;TGI Fridays &lt;/i&gt;tradition. I had to blow my candles from far far away hahahaha!! After that I had to find a cherry in a pile of whipped cream with my mouth, where JC, Vinod and Zjen Thak so kindly pushed my head deep into the whipped cream hahahaha!!! After that I splattered some on Tuan Tynn, JC, Sie Hui, Ben, and Zjen Thak hahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then had a group photo session before leaving the restaurant. It was kind of funny and chaotic at the same time hahahaha!!! After that Sie Hui, Poke, JC, Tuan Tynn and myself went for an after-party to get drunk on fruit juice over at &lt;i&gt;Asia Cafe&lt;/i&gt; hahahaha!!! It was great as we ordered 2 jugs of different fruit juice and mixed them all together. We were telling each other all sorts of lame jokes and even some racists and dirty ones as well hahahah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; &quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCLh0-grfg4P800QerGVepWcNsU44hLGXtqA9UhypUWDUMY9ulJJ443k3Nq6SSsqW1nWCXZ_uCtPn19CRgphCCmqSgA1277R9GFIOqJzbpzLxdAdSZlfYEajgfVWytvy3_2qyLGfd6jz0/s400/TGI+Fridays+Birthday+2009.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399476665810955154&quot; style=&quot;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; &quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we called it a night and went back home. It was the best birthday I&#39;ve had thus far. Thanks everyone for making my birthday a very happy one! You guys are the best and the only wish I made on that day was for me to be able to continue my friendship with everyone. I love you guys! I&#39;ll post the photos of the night once I finish snatching all of them from all the cameras hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/feeds/5240613484152786679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/11/surprise-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/5240613484152786679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992762099622780145/posts/default/5240613484152786679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdoqisti.blogspot.com/2009/11/surprise-party.html' title='Surprise Party!'/><author><name>Qisti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413689100643050283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GrA_bXv01mfgqmHiETw0WvEsk1CgbgBoOiCYgzz3xX9aPgtkSOvQdpSIvdyz_OGpmdcpjU2LltGs4SJH_p_7yPfUd-qPuNJ1bnqP7K2JG92WWFFBOLPvsy0V_8cjXw/s220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCLh0-grfg4P800QerGVepWcNsU44hLGXtqA9UhypUWDUMY9ulJJ443k3Nq6SSsqW1nWCXZ_uCtPn19CRgphCCmqSgA1277R9GFIOqJzbpzLxdAdSZlfYEajgfVWytvy3_2qyLGfd6jz0/s72-c/TGI+Fridays+Birthday+2009.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992762099622780145.post-5749523981253932008</id><published>2009-10-31T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:01:27.368+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Food Review"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movie Review"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Update"/><title type='text'>Connected again! Halloween Dinner! Movie!</title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes the title does seem messy because there are three things I&#39;ll be writing about on this post hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I&#39;m connected online again!!! I finally managed to get the P1Wiimax. It was kind of random. It was a regular Friday afternoon and I was going to go for a movie with LP and Sie Hui. I wasn&#39;t planning to look for the P1Wiimax guy at all but suddenly, there he was right in front of me. Of course I couldn&#39;t pass this opportunity even though it meant an extra trip to the bank which was like on the other side of the world! (Yes, I&#39;m being over dramatic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways... After I finished getting it, Sie Hui and I were waiting for LP to arrive which he took his time... A LONG Time to reach. When he finally reached, he was busy being a tutor to all the CSC 101 students who are having exams later on. After a few hours, we left to go to Pyramid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we had dinner at &lt;i&gt;Pasta Zanmai&lt;/i&gt;. Very very nice and very very expensive hahaha! Sie Hui and I extorted LP of his wallet to pay for the early dinner hahahah! Thanks LP! They took me out that Friday to have an early birthday celebration hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went for the movies. We watched &quot;The Time Traveller&#39;s Wife&quot; which was so so so good and romantic and sad! Loved it lots. Sie Hui and LP ended up in tears at the end. I almost cried, but it wasn&#39;t strong enough to break me to tears hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LP then sent me home along with Sie Hui. He gave me two of his bags filled with textbooks and told me I could keep them including the bags. Thanks again LP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that was Friday hahaha! Fast forward to today! Halloween night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much to say about today other than the Halloween birthday dinner my family took me for. We went to the &lt;i&gt;Manhattan Fish Market&lt;/i&gt; for dinner. It was quite nice, not bad but the Halloween special wasn&#39;t really my cup of tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That&#39;s all there is to say for now hahahha! My birthday will officially be in 2 more hours hahahah! So far my plans for tomorrow is just going to the movies with Sie Hui and later have dinner. Everyone else is busy tomorrow I think. Tell all of you more about it tomorrow night hahah! 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