<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159</id><updated>2012-01-24T04:25:40.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>- f c u k S t r a t 3 d -</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog which expresses the dissatisfaction, discontentment, and disappointment of an unsophisticated spoilt brat...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-3950991158807159544</id><published>2011-02-17T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T00:26:40.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Who says i am back at blogging? =D i can't imagine u guys spent hrs sitting n&amp;nbsp;writing crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, me busy time no blog-blog.. my teacher saying tis sem no no da easy.. all very da hard hard.. must pay 101% focusing in class.. if&amp;nbsp;not god also no no da help.. -failed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-3950991158807159544?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/3950991158807159544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=3950991158807159544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/3950991158807159544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/3950991158807159544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2011/02/crap-2.html' title='Crap 2'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-8027919328836141155</id><published>2011-01-25T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T06:01:28.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;hisashiburi..&lt;br /&gt;Time flies huh? u'll never know da next time v r all grown up having our own fam.. Funny thing is v spend all da&amp;nbsp;time &lt;strike&gt;looking&lt;/strike&gt;, &lt;strike&gt;worrying&lt;/strike&gt;, clingin to da past, n regretting every single action of ours but forget to enjoy the precious time. more seriously, nth is done 2 amend those actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. I &lt;strike&gt;talk&lt;/strike&gt; crap 2 much.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-8027919328836141155?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8027919328836141155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=8027919328836141155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/8027919328836141155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/8027919328836141155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2011/01/crap.html' title='Crap'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-8279805508508213645</id><published>2009-09-08T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:17:30.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunkface - Situasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/_H6Ygt9crIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/_H6Ygt9crIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song there!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-8279805508508213645?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8279805508508213645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=8279805508508213645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/8279805508508213645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/8279805508508213645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2009/09/bunkface-situasi_08.html' title='Bunkface - Situasi'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-2960654883374701212</id><published>2009-06-21T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:30:14.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK BASTARD!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How could I miss something like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349988579935074306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Sj76RJttOAI/AAAAAAAAA3s/nXAY4DKLOAo/s400/2587197294_655306210c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;btw, r u wearing any?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ish.. budak zaman skrg ni.. x senonoh tul lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-2960654883374701212?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2960654883374701212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=2960654883374701212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/2960654883374701212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/2960654883374701212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2009/06/sick-bastard.html' title='SICK BASTARD!!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Sj76RJttOAI/AAAAAAAAA3s/nXAY4DKLOAo/s72-c/2587197294_655306210c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-4724924808641716146</id><published>2009-06-05T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:15:31.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"WORK"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess what i haf been doing all the while during my short stint wif PME Consulting Engineers Sdn Bhd.. U know how lazy i am when it comes to updating my blog.. but well, it leaves me no choice but to blog.. I am fucking bored here.. but yet it is an eye opener for me.. to actually work in an engineering firm.. even wif data entry i did gain some knowledge unlike the part time job last summer break in CIMB.. da work load was hell but knowledge gained = -100%... it seems to be demotivating to go to CIMB for a short stint..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update more on my work i GUESS.. till then take care every1... -BORED-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343753958170164018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SijT6ZvR-zI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RJLihAF1ntI/s400/2587197294_655306210c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-4724924808641716146?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4724924808641716146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=4724924808641716146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4724924808641716146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4724924808641716146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2009/06/work.html' title='&quot;WORK&quot;'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SijT6ZvR-zI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RJLihAF1ntI/s72-c/2587197294_655306210c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-8227859713937848989</id><published>2009-03-05T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:31:07.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A TRUE MALAYSIAN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Malaysian Politicians,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please stop the power chase, call for a truce and focus on the economy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do not claim to speak on behalf of all Malaysians, but I have strong convictions that many share my sentiments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our concern today is not who rules the country or heads the state governments but the looming bad economy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whether Barisan Nasional or Pakatan Rakyat leads, it is meaningless if Malaysians have no job to go to, no money to pay rent and no means to put food on the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a business owner, like other business owners and managers of corporations I have a responsibility to ensure people under my care and payroll continue to have jobs and a decent income to take home. We work hard and willing to go the extra mile to make sure our nation not only survive this crisis but come out stronger and wiser. We need your help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me explain. I am in the business of Training, Development and Consultancy and have 20 people in my team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saedah is 42. She keeps the office clean and helps organise the training rooms. She has four children and her husband is unemployed. She was first hired on a part time basis, because she is very hard working and has a great attitude, we offered her a full time job to help provide a stable income for her family. Even then, when her third child started school this year, it was a struggle for her to buy new school uniforms and other necessities. Saedah lives on a ‘kais bulan, makan bulan’ basis, so, if she is jobless, her tap runs dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Samsuri is 27 years old. He lives with his sister and her family in a low cost government flat in Sunway. He does our despatch, helps with various clerical works and occasionally acts as a driver. During the first week at zubedy, we learned that he not only did not have money to buy new clothes and shoes for work, he had no money for lunch. Like Saedah, if he has no job, his tap runs dry too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alicia in Client Servicing turns 26 this year. She lives with her dad who is 71 years old and retired. Her mom passed away when she was little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alicia is a hard-working team member, has a gentle caring outlook and fun to be with. (We like to poke fun at her as she blushes easily). Last May her dad went through a major operation, thank God he has recovered well. Alicia needs a job, both for herself and her dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sudesh, 38, is one of our facilitators. When his father passed away last year, he moved back and lives with his mother in Seremban. He shuttles between Kuala Lumpur and Seremban daily, leaving home sometimes as early as 4 in the morning and returning late at night. He is no stranger to hard work and sacrifice, he knows what he needs to do to survive and to care for his mother, but he too needs a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like fellow Malaysians, every one of us in zubedy needs employment, those that live from hand to mouth like Saedah and Samsuri and others like Alicia and Sudesh with family to care for. We Malaysians need the Malaysian economy to be strong. We need you, our leaders, to work hard and to work together to make our economy viable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So this is my plea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pakatan Rakyat, please stop your attempts to take over the federal government and persuade BN’s lawmakers to join you. Stop all legal proceedings, no more 916 and let go, just let go. The nation can wait till the next general elections if they want change. By doing so, Malaysians will see your party as caring, unselfish and gracious and give you their support in the next elections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Barisan Nasional, please stop any attempts to take over PR states and win over PR’s lawmakers. You have proven your point with Perak. The nation can wait for the next general elections if they want your party. Focus all your talent, energy and hard work in steering the country out of an economic downturn. By doing so, Malaysians will see your party as caring, unselfish and smart and give you their support in the next elections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BN and PR! Call for a truce. Get together and compromise. Someone has to give in. Or has hate consumed your heart till it blinds you? You can do it. You have enough intelligent people between you. I am sure you can find solutions. Take the nation to heart. That is why you are in politics in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Focus on the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Focus on the economy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anas Zubedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Managing Director&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zubedy (M) Sdn Bhd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-8227859713937848989?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8227859713937848989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=8227859713937848989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/8227859713937848989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/8227859713937848989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2009/03/true-malaysian.html' title='A TRUE MALAYSIAN!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-8296160297444621478</id><published>2009-01-15T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T07:05:31.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, as promised here it is.. will be a short n brief 1.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. having holidays till 2nd of feb..&lt;br /&gt;2. cleaning the house round the clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. longing for CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. worrying bout my results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;till then.. dun miss me so much and happy holidays every1.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-8296160297444621478?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8296160297444621478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=8296160297444621478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/8296160297444621478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/8296160297444621478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2009/01/holidays.html' title='HOLIDAYS!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-4986951524109543055</id><published>2009-01-13T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T03:41:46.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>होलिदय्स</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-4986951524109543055?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4986951524109543055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=4986951524109543055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4986951524109543055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4986951524109543055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='होलिदय्स'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-7678880439376382898</id><published>2008-09-17T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:39:47.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood : Lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song : None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who says i din update my blog? Well, I guess you all din notice something huh? I had linked wai king.. WAT? no big deal? yes it is.. he's a lousy friend of mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neway, lit fwu had gone to UK last Sunday for his final year in law.. pretty fast huh? n i'm still in my fucking foundation.. N speaking bout tat, some1 has been crying like shit since then.. HAHA.. Well, it's not wat i intend to say.. it was an incident happened when i was sending cheok home from lit fwu's house.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police 1 : Dari maner? *whispering*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : Sorie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police 1 : Dari maner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : Errrrr... Ermmm.. Arrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cheok : Rumah kawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Without hesitation, he signalled us, asking us to pullover at da side of the road.. n guess what? *VROOOOOOMMMMMMMMM* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nah, just jk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There were another 2 police waiting to inspect us at da side there.. As v alighted from the car, the police requested for our My Kad n my driving licence.. Well, i don't know how things were goin on cheok's side.. Mine was like tis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police 2 : Keluar semua barang u dalam poket dan letak kat bonet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I haf no fucking choice but 2 acknowledge him.. more to patronizing him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police 2 : I check sikit yer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : HUH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*from my chest to my thighs n then to my feet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To his disappointment, he found nth but my pubic hair longer than his.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, i can't justify that my dick is longer his but the fact it is.. coz no human rights had been violated.. =D He then took my wallet n checked n while inspecting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police 2 : U ade minum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : *GULP* takde.. *The truth is i did, a lil of chivas in lf's place*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police 2 : U ade goyang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : GOYANG? HAHA.. takde lar *WTF, i don't 'feng tou'*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police 2 : *looking at my gf's pic*, U punya isteri yeh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : HAH!! takde lar.. i masih muda lagi.. baru 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police 2 : Dah romen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : *WTF??* Maner boleh bang? tak leh camni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously WTF??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He then went on wif my car.. Every single inch was carefully examined n while they busied themselves wif my car, cheok n i were squating on the pavement facing the road, making us more like criminals.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police 2 : OI, bangun lar.. ape cangkung?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After inspecting thoroughly, the police gave back our My Kad n driving licence..R all the police nowadays so weird? LOL.. i guess the right thing 2 do is jus VROOOOOOOOMMMMMMM n get the fuck of there the next time any police stop me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My moral of the story : Never say u r from ur friend's house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheok's moral of the story : Never sit in chai's car.. FACE PROB..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SWT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-7678880439376382898?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7678880439376382898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=7678880439376382898' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/7678880439376382898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/7678880439376382898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2008/09/weird.html' title=''/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-7671031088609254820</id><published>2008-01-22T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T02:34:09.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hisashiburi - never once i tot it would bring me so much trouble 2 update.. yea, i know.. it's way 2 late to update tis.. it's half way through.. It has to be done somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohayo gozaimasu.. It started wif breakfast - a buffet where i lost hold of myself.. Greed started to overpover me.. At least, i walloped everything without leavin a single rice.. even 'absconded' wif at least 10 or more packets of sea weeds.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158310939336529986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R5YAeCwqWEI/AAAAAAAAAac/4TBQ5bcO7o0/s400/IMG_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fugly isn't it? da way i eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we hied to the main entrance, waiting to board the bus.. N there was tis fuckin irritating n self-centered fuckin fam which were all da time late.. round da fucking clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158315131224610898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R5YESCwqWFI/AAAAAAAAAak/AzdktXeOhgw/s400/IMG_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It says WELCOME!!! in chinese.. LOL.. coz i know most of u r chinese illiterate.. =D it was rite outside the hotel.. pic taken while waiting for others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, v started our journey later as scheduled thanks to da fuckin fam.. =X after much drivin n butt ache, finally.... Oh yah, da 1st day itself v learned some funny words.. Instead teaching us arigatoh, the tour guide taught us another word of gratitude which is HAI TOR MOU- i couldn't stop laughin throughout da whole journey.. It's jus so fucking wrong thankin other ppl by saying their pussies has so much hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158315796944541794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R5YE4ywqWGI/AAAAAAAAAas/lLOUvy4q6v4/s400/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I left no stone unturned to take every single shot.. U know, being a 'sakai' for seeing snow for the 1st time.. was moving to n fro in da bus 2 capture the pics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158316363880224882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R5YFZywqWHI/AAAAAAAAAa0/_zLVhzK9euk/s400/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who dares 2 play? It had already sent chills up to my spine without even trying it out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160918746164867218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59EQYPPsJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/tPb4fU1LxEg/s400/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160917809861996674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59DZ4PPsII/AAAAAAAAAbk/p4qNQ5rdlYU/s400/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Same goes to tis 1.. ask me to try solero shot or something like tis, i would rather wash VI toilet for 1 week.. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some random pics from da bus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158318425464526978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R5YHRywqWII/AAAAAAAAAa8/9kdyJ1TggoI/s400/IMG_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160914283693846594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59AMoPPsEI/AAAAAAAAAbE/KWDKBCWrhes/s400/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160914777615085650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59ApYPPsFI/AAAAAAAAAbM/tfSQp9zGAXs/s400/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160916100465012834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59B2YPPsGI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ZZfBODGBxvU/s400/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160916843494355058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59ChoPPsHI/AAAAAAAAAbc/RMa0vNiWjTI/s400/IMG_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A house out of nowhere.. i think it would take at least an hour drive 2 da nearest town... =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, after more than an hour, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160919678172770466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59FGoPPsKI/AAAAAAAAAb0/CV2VFThjpCg/s400/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foot of Mt. Fuji.. couldn't get to top of Mt. Fuji as it was all covered wif snow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160920678900150450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59GA4PPsLI/AAAAAAAAAb8/nmoNhsaSFQQ/s400/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160921009612632258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59GUIPPsMI/AAAAAAAAAcE/edthnju2TIc/s400/IMG_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's my 1st time touching snow.. It was freakin cold but soft..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I haf no idea where i was.. even if i did, i probably had forgotten.. all thanks to my procrastination..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160921460584198354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59GuYPPsNI/AAAAAAAAAcM/FXbWvXquAKw/s400/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some random building which v entered to haf a slide show of Mt. Fuji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160922302397788386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59HfYPPsOI/AAAAAAAAAcU/hlQ9bRwUmcg/s400/IMG_0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cousin : How come u only haf 1 pose? Hands behind n a serious face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : ..... Fine lar fine lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160923182866084082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59ISoPPsPI/AAAAAAAAAcc/OR5YgGi8VM0/s400/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess i need more practice.. At least i aint a poser n i don't cam-whore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;V were busy takin pics even v were told v would be given opportunity 2 take later on.. Every1 was so excited n even both the childish uncles were playing snowballs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160925497853456642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59KZYPPsQI/AAAAAAAAAck/8mnka6QhbW8/s400/IMG_0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tat's my uncle, cousin n aunt.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929492173041970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59OB4PPsTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/HugJ6cUTpY0/s400/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Led by our tour guide, v had slide show on Mt Fuji, din bother 2 watch coz it was in Mandarin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160926429861359890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59LPoPPsRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/3Z5655rKnro/s400/IMG_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mt. Fuji.. will definitely conquer it someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928070538866978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R59MvIPPsSI/AAAAAAAAAc0/QUYuORLzEtw/s400/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My cousin n I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There, i bought some souvenirs n snacks.. it was freaking costly.. =X well, not much things 2 see n do there.. lousy tourist spot.. - &lt;strong&gt;Kent Nah, if u see tis then do something bout it.. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling rather reluctant, every1 boareded the bus n headed 2 our next destination which wasn't far from there.. some rural area..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181369805599776562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-fsYti1nzI/AAAAAAAAAdE/HmP2HqdhdMw/s400/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y can't my house be something like tis? y aren't there snow in Malaysia? y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181372429824794450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-fuxdi1n1I/AAAAAAAAAdU/hz_dhI0bBuc/s400/IMG_0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Another 1.. tis looks small but i bet it's cozy.. Any house will do as long as there's snow.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181370222211604290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-fsw9i1n0I/AAAAAAAAAdM/1JXoTGgdErU/s400/IMG_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I felt like lying on da snow n do da angel thingy.. I saw a kid 'tar pau-ing' some snow in a bottle.. Maybe i shud have done da same for souvenirs for each of every1 of u..gud fucking idea. =X Tat's Mt Fuji.. such a waste v couldn't hike it.. If v could, i bet v could catch a bird's eye view on the city..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184646603653620130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R_OQndi1oaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/8VW2jKpvb_E/s400/IMG_0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Looks a bit heaven like me.. wif cloud circles its peak.. wat a scenery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181374465639292770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-fwn9i1n2I/AAAAAAAAAdc/K8gGwSKNErs/s400/IMG_0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crystal clear.. If u find tis in KL, i wash ur toilet for 1 month..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181379525110767490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f1Odi1n4I/AAAAAAAAAds/AvysGa4fQUs/s400/IMG_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As i walked, i found quite a number of tis - no idea what it's for..what u think? is it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a) i think after a toilsome day of work, u can drink.. or&lt;br /&gt;b) maybe after having ur business done n the water tab in the restroom is out of order, a perfect place for u 2 wash ur shitty hands?=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, the main purpose for u is 2 wash ur hands.. guess it will bless u wif no idea wat.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181380620327427986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f2ONi1n5I/AAAAAAAAAd0/HL6qc4uQbxU/s400/IMG_0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, as usuall.. i look 2 serious and my tour guide suggested that i smile more.. i look nth but a doornail.. dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the contrary, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181380933860040610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f2gdi1n6I/AAAAAAAAAd8/wjfBSWZSm6w/s400/IMG_0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tis is more than wat they asked for.. my 'gedik' face.. LMAO who says i can't pose n smile? No more allegations made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181381535155462066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f3Ddi1n7I/AAAAAAAAAeE/UBqWRh2FAGY/s400/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No idea wat it's but what matters most is it smells nice what is more i was freakin cold tat time.. My aunt bought me one 2 try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181382157925720002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f3nti1n8I/AAAAAAAAAeM/MlpBbzT7sUQ/s400/IMG_0149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think it's read bean.. i haf forgotten d.. LOL.. to be frank, i forgot how it tasted 2.. but i know it was nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After a long window shopping, finally it was time to head back 2 da bus.. And it was when i spotted my tour guide's hp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181386178015109154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f7Rti1oCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/IVnwj0qTEHQ/s400/IMG_0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181387591059349554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f8j9i1oDI/AAAAAAAAAfE/vTbxX1uuP7Y/s400/IMG_0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181388295433986114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f9M9i1oEI/AAAAAAAAAfM/iXCcthS36G4/s400/IMG_0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cool isn't it? Malaysia boleh bungkus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we headed somewhere to have our lunch. And that is the fucking last place i saw snow in Japan.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181382686206697426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f4Gdi1n9I/AAAAAAAAAeU/fEKKmRAhL3g/s400/IMG_0159.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How i wish everyday i can enjoy my meal over looking the river n mountains.. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181382969674538978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f4W9i1n-I/AAAAAAAAAec/JEDMqOjqxZo/s400/IMG_0164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was roughly where we ate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181383394876301298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f4vti1n_I/AAAAAAAAAek/F2_ksmbL_3Y/s400/IMG_0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;STEAMBOAT!! one of my favs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess what we were eating!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181384313999302674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f5lNi1oBI/AAAAAAAAAe0/bi3lJvSSoI8/s400/IMG_0170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OMFG.. Dream on.. U hafta pay extra for it.. So happen that the table next to us ordered earlier on.. So 'paiseh' hafta ask permission to take pic of it.. That uncle's nose must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181383669754208258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f4_ti1oAI/AAAAAAAAAes/utMlqf_kf4I/s400/IMG_0169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tis is wat we ate.. 4 portions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next, we headed to Japan version of 'Petaling Street' or worse still 'Chow Kit' i would say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181389334816071762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f-Jdi1oFI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IIl5nWHi7f8/s400/IMG_0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181390180924629090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-f-6ti1oGI/AAAAAAAAAfc/AcWujpBGIfc/s400/IMG_0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think it says there 1500 yen for children and 2000 yen for adults.. haha.. jus jk.. Our tour guide said it was lousy compared to the ones in Bangkok.. So, my next trip is Bang Cock wif kennysia.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181391404990308466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gAB9i1oHI/AAAAAAAAAfk/UpsDIUGAUbs/s400/IMG_0177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No idea what 'activities' were carried out inside.. LOL.. u know, Japanese are alwaiz creative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181392001990762626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gAkti1oII/AAAAAAAAAfs/Oxh1AoUNl-4/s400/IMG_0178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Excite room.. FUIYOHYOH!! define ur 'excite', pls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181393397855133842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gB19i1oJI/AAAAAAAAAf0/a57ZoQfhtzs/s400/IMG_0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What are u thinking guys? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After some sex education, we were exposed to their superb advanced technology.. Impressive but unfortunately no pics were allowed to be taken in the building..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181394896798720162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gDNNi1oKI/AAAAAAAAAf8/icu2862QjGg/s400/IMG_0196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PANASONIC.. their handphones are fucking superb.. I can tell none of da hps sold in Malaysia can match the ones in Japan.. We were told by our tour guide tat Japanese are selfish where all da finest n best things are backlogged for themselves..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then it was some random malls v went and it was some random cars we found,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181395407899828402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gDq9i1oLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/W7UmWsvpftg/s400/IMG_0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lexus don't know wat.. HAHA, not into cars..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181395979130478786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gEMNi1oMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/LWPU9IHH9rk/s400/IMG_0207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My uncle in his dreams.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-DINNER TIME-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181397130181714130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gFPNi1oNI/AAAAAAAAAgU/G2aaW6GyNPo/s400/IMG_0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had buffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181405286324609298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gMp9i1oRI/AAAAAAAAAg0/_o323CLxAyQ/s400/IMG_0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Darn, i am freaking hungry.. Food, here i come.. MUACKKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181413047330513202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gTtti1oTI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Qd8bO30Ik8c/s400/IMG_0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; More food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181399788766470370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gHp9i1oOI/AAAAAAAAAgc/RWlcPXOjDpU/s400/IMG_0224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Burppp!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181401695731949810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gJY9i1oPI/AAAAAAAAAgk/QJqVvHCZrmU/s400/IMG_0227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of us were done except for my aunt over there.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181403289164816642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gK1ti1oQI/AAAAAAAAAgs/5ry-CTFwBAs/s400/IMG_0235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A nite view in Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At last, v headed back to our hotel and every1 was so exhausted n sleepy until......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181413889144103234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gUeti1oUI/AAAAAAAAAhM/I0SJVvXSSDM/s400/IMG_0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our tour guide got drunk and held a concert of her own.. it turned up to be pretty gud.. i haf a video of it.. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In our hotel room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181414430309982546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gU-Ni1oVI/AAAAAAAAAhU/b8wQh8nCks4/s400/IMG_0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Small but cozy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But what attracted me most was tis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181415211994030434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gVrti1oWI/AAAAAAAAAhc/5-41W003Bg0/s400/IMG_0251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Any idea what tis is? n da results was *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181415989383111026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gWY9i1oXI/AAAAAAAAAhk/fFCkEyI7mA4/s400/IMG_0248.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still no idea? wait till i import one of those and u can come try it at my home.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181416633628205442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gW-di1oYI/AAAAAAAAAhs/L__Dvb1jOYY/s400/IMG_0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Instructions to be followed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181417260693430674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R-gXi9i1oZI/AAAAAAAAAh0/xk3_mdq4NEc/s400/IMG_0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And more instructions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally get to enjoy washing my asss.. AHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-7671031088609254820?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7671031088609254820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=7671031088609254820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/7671031088609254820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/7671031088609254820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2008/01/japan-day-2.html' title='Japan - Day 2'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R5YAeCwqWEI/AAAAAAAAAac/4TBQ5bcO7o0/s72-c/IMG_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-1077185133252035124</id><published>2007-12-25T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T07:06:02.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan - Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22 days passed jus like tat n this procrastinator hasn't updated any shit yet.. ask me wat tis procrastinator has done.. NTH, time really flies.. An eye-blink u will be in Hall of Fame receiving ur farking STPM results later.. gud luck to all da form sixers who r waiting for their results..&lt;br /&gt;NIPPON ALL HAIL NIPPON.. if i were to migrate, it has to be Japan or US for some reasons.. =D it all started when my mom &lt;strong&gt;forced&lt;/strong&gt; me 2 follow my aunt 2 japan. . NO, i din ask for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148188603362989666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3IKQiwqVmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/x6nyYyVzpd4/s400/IMG_9864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All ready..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My chauffeur aka cousin was summoned to pick me up from my house to her house.. There, my aunt n uncle were still busy packing their stuff.. oh wait, jus the very last 20 mins, they only started packing their stuff.. as in took out their luggage n started stuffing their clothes into it.. n suprisingly they did not leave nething behind.. A limo was booked n off we went sharp at 8 pm.. n reached KLIA around 9.. it was fucking dizzy when i reached, well, 1 hour in da limo n i was sitting in the opposite direction..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148189750119257714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3ILTSwqVnI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FQeOFpBW71I/s400/IMG_9874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at Mc D.. on the hp wif Koi Yi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148235092089001602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3I0iiwqVoI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bkCGo1KiQbk/s400/IMG_9880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;air ticket to Narita, Japan which fucking costed RM 1000 over if i ain't mistaken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We waited, talked, sat, stood, ate, lauged n etc. for 1 hour plus be4 boardin the plane.. Oh yah, i was the only 1 on the hp n u know, i am those anti-social person n being a lil shy, i haf the reputation of being aloof.. or maybe it's becoz of my victorian ego shit.. =X While waiting, my cousin cracked a joke.. it was one of her conversations wif my sis when they went 2 China last year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cousin : Mine is 39 B *holding her air ticket* What's urs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sis : Mine is 39 D.. Bigger than urs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, in the plane waiting 2 depart n to my mother fucking suprise, check tis out.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148244961923847826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3I9hCwqVpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/7m0I9L8A-tI/s400/IMG_9881.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They haf screens for every1.. *fucking 'sakai'*.. i dun remember having any screen back in those days i travelled to US.. or maybe it did haf, jus tat i had forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148245344175937186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3I93SwqVqI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Mp6p97Weu2A/s400/IMG_9887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, there even haf flight distance n everything.. tail wind speed lar, temperature lar, ground speed lar.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148246924723902130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3I_TSwqVrI/AAAAAAAAAXU/xVbDo5M5zPA/s400/IMG_9896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Movies, TV-Series, Music, Games.. etc.. u must be fucking joking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148247882501609170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3JALCwqVtI/AAAAAAAAAXk/CkXct7YZHWg/s400/IMG_9912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Holy shit.. Transformers, Bourne Ultimatum, The Invasion, The Last Legion, Stardust.. Not only that, Bourne Identity n Supremacy, Ratatouille.. Oh, that's only for movie, we haf House, Grey's Anatomy, Criminal Minds, Ugly Betty, n bla bla bla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As for music, we haf these.. only page 1 of 5.. tat's only for the hitz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148248556811474658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3JAySwqVuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/-uxSdW0Gd5Y/s400/IMG_9919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;-Sean Kingston-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148247577558931138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3I_5SwqVsI/AAAAAAAAAXc/jVbAQxu4UkM/s400/IMG_9892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bread wif ham.. oh wait, bread wif chicken + control.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anymore dissatisfaction or complaints to be made on MAS? Not to mention their cabin crews.. to be exact their air stewardesses.. There were Japanese air-stewardesses.. OMFG *breathtaking*.. Well, it wasn't da reason y i din sleep throughout da whole flight.. was watching movies n playing hangman.. 7 hours of flight = 7 hours of movies n games which make my day more perfect than ever.. was feeling a bit dizzy when i reached Japan for sacrifising my sleep for the sake of da few movies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;touched down at Narita Airport, Japan around 8..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148249987035584242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3JCFiwqVvI/AAAAAAAAAX0/yRMErgYsEx8/s400/IMG_9928.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arival Hall or gate.. wateva u call tat.. abit da kiddish 2 me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here we were intro to our tour guide who is a Hong Kee but settled down in Japan for 20 years if i am not mistaken.. A mother of two.. a dedicated 1.. Then we were taken to our bus where 40 of us to be fitted in it..well, cheap tour.. can't expect anything.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic taken from the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148260952087090946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3JMDywqVwI/AAAAAAAAAX8/C_eZ-PXcefI/s400/IMG_9932.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wat on earth is da guy doin there? Well, after a few 'zoom ins', it is found tat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155356920959883314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R4uBziwqWDI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Q3YyXtdfjdQ/s400/IMG_9932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the guy was actually paying respect.. tombstones next to the river or sea..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our 1st place of visit, a temple.. never get to find out the name of the temple.. coz da tour guide were mumbling in cantonese wif Hong Kee accent.. Yes, i do speak cantonese in fact tat's my mother tongue.. but i jus suck in it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148309373548386066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3J4GSwqVxI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Q_aoGZkLk5o/s400/IMG_9944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;An unknown statue in an unknown temple.. pathetic, n blame me for 2 timid 2 ask da tour guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148946050910410530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3S7JywqVyI/AAAAAAAAAYM/z2_FqpFjDCg/s400/IMG_9948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Their praying method isn't very much different from ours.. a coin to be tossed into the rectangular thingy.. ahh, wateva u call tat.. then 2 claps will be heard - the 1st would represent ur name n da 2nd would be ur wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148946411687663410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3S7eywqVzI/AAAAAAAAAYU/_PHDISiC4oE/s400/IMG_9953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No idea what or who the Japs worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148947150422038338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3S8JywqV0I/AAAAAAAAAYc/LBs-9E2lQvk/s400/IMG_9957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me and a 'tanglung'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148948499041769298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3S9YSwqV1I/AAAAAAAAAYk/55gL6hJrzSY/s400/IMG_9958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Despite of the lil drizzlin, the Japs still come to worship their gods.. It was freaking cold, n i was shivering but well of coz i din admit that i was when asked.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cousin : U not cold meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : No ark.. *macho face**shivering* u cold meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cousin: YAHH.. freakin cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : so cha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I jus like their vending machines.. I can't imagine if there's 1 in Malaysia.. jus 1.. i think it would be flooded wif under age mat rempits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148948902768695138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3S9vywqV2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/ZaQkRXqOtBw/s400/IMG_9961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148951273590642546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3S_5ywqV3I/AAAAAAAAAY0/xtAHo6m3kak/s400/IMG_9962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So many choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148953133311481730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3TBmCwqV4I/AAAAAAAAAY8/bkCptwU27tI/s400/IMG_9963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suprisingly certain drinks r meant to be hot.. well, for winter weather i guess.. Aunt bought 1 for me, was reluctant 2 drink.. 1st drink bought in Japan wor.. i think it's still in my fridge now.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, we were brought to a place near 'Onsen' according 2 Eli, to haf our lunch.. Well, we wasted hours in da bus travellin, altho some places were worth to be eye-openers, our butt jus couldn't stand the heat n ache.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149039492218902418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3UQIywqV5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/VJowVy1V01A/s400/IMG_9964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Food was served, n it was so fucking cold outside jus made me more hungry.. n to my fucking dissapointment, no sushi was served... it was mee n some weirdo side dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149045634022135714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3UVuSwqV6I/AAAAAAAAAZM/coaN0MHoUew/s400/IMG_9965.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The fried tempura n da fried yam were superb.. others were like culture shock 2 me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149046905332455346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3UW4SwqV7I/AAAAAAAAAZU/fOI9poT2dOA/s400/IMG_9967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After our lunch, we were led to this hotspring thingy called Onsen by our tour guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149048803708000194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3UYmywqV8I/AAAAAAAAAZc/bbTHU-tzRSo/s400/IMG_9978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From there, u can haf a bird's eye view over unknown place.. LOL.. damn my canto is jus 2 week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149359746455328722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3YzaCwqV9I/AAAAAAAAAZk/_ZZq-LvNZU4/s400/IMG_9986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was freaking cold.. i think da coldest of all da places i went in Japan.. so cold tat it started fucking snowing.. my ears were fucking frozen n it's really painful.. *tu ler, act macho lagi* seriously, i will not be such a dumb ass ever again.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was there where they sold eggs boiled in da fucking hotspring.. da water was boiling n it was fucking snowing.. n guess wat would become of us? *fucking icy boiling human flesh served wif eggs* back to the topic, it is believed that a person will haf an extra longevity of 7 years if an egg is eaten.. da max 1 can eat is 2.. well, i ate 1 - i guess enuf for all da CO inhaled back in KL n last but not least all da ciggy i smoked.. No pic were taken as it was 2 cold for me 2 even snap a shot of de eggs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being labelled as the Land of the rising sun, it starts to turn 2 dark when it comes to 4 pm.. a lil earlier than other countries i guess.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We were then driven back to our hotel which is called unknown hotel thanks to its japanese words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149364299120662546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3Y3jCwqWBI/AAAAAAAAAaE/j4dP_o_lYbA/s400/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah, we slept on da floor.. no bed, but i think it's more comfortable than any 5 star hotel in Malaysia.. oppsie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149362005608126450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3Y1diwqV_I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/NfLRPxv7RMw/s400/IMG_9988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;altho it was a bit small, but it's cozy enuf whatismore we r staying there for only 1 nite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149361090780092386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3Y0oSwqV-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/6NGuAXO2u5s/s400/IMG_9987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, sleeping with my aunt n uncle.. feel sowie for them..all their movements were being monitored n watched.. =X being caring, kind n not self-centerd, i decided not 2 sleep in between them n slept on da left one.. my cousin slept wif a friend of hers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, we had our dinner at da hotel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149362525299169282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3Y17ywqWAI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/voeGtrVxLOg/s400/IMG_9995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shabu shabu.. freaking nice especially the meat, u get 2 cook it urself.. a wonderful dinner followed up by a sore throat..a price 2 pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149979458696534050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3hnCCwqWCI/AAAAAAAAAaM/fV5-paR10Yk/s400/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic taken by the tour guide.. A dedicated tour guide but lousy photographer.. All were so eager 2 go our da hot spring thingy but oni for their legs.. There's another 1 where u hafta strip naked in order 2 soak in the hot spring wif others..=X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be continued-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-1077185133252035124?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1077185133252035124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=1077185133252035124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/1077185133252035124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/1077185133252035124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/12/japan-day-1.html' title='Japan - Day 1'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R3IKQiwqVmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/x6nyYyVzpd4/s72-c/IMG_9864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-5550523142981347305</id><published>2007-12-20T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T09:50:31.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japs!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JAPAN HERE I COME!!! in less than 10 hours.. the country i alwaiz long 2 visit.. a lil excited but definitely will be missing my baby.. =X&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146111922250864210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2qphywqVlI/AAAAAAAAAWk/1DiuV9pIQ1s/s400/aya_ueto_02long%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ueto Aya.. Oh no, wrong person.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146111406854788674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2qpDywqVkI/AAAAAAAAAWc/gT9OIkMt7c4/s400/IMG_0127a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;baby koi yi.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-5550523142981347305?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5550523142981347305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=5550523142981347305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/5550523142981347305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/5550523142981347305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/12/japs.html' title='Japs!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2qphywqVlI/AAAAAAAAAWk/1DiuV9pIQ1s/s72-c/aya_ueto_02long%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-1070956834684400038</id><published>2007-12-16T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:34:32.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Key to 'success'!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every successful man, lies a woman.. definitely sure bout tat, every1 acknowledges tat.. but how bout a loser or a cretin? Well, every 2 cretins, lies 5 bottles of beer.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144789398741210626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2X2sywqVgI/AAAAAAAAAV8/K7EKORiAo0o/s400/04-10-07_0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well, couldn't finish the other 1.. i myself walloped 3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2X3VywqVhI/AAAAAAAAAWE/rNgfQBHVU9g/s1600-h/04-10-07_0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144790103115847186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2X3VywqVhI/AAAAAAAAAWE/rNgfQBHVU9g/s400/04-10-07_0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Despite of the 3 lil tiny bottles, i could still pose consciously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144791456030545442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2X4kiwqViI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ue0le2Zwe-8/s400/04-10-07_0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;1 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bottle n he's down.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144791838282634802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2X46ywqVjI/AAAAAAAAAWU/V5VSn0lbspk/s400/04-10-07_0250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's the truth.. n Cheok was the 1 takin tis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was a bit dizzy during tat time n wasn't confident 2 drive home, so i took a short nap.. Oh yah, it was during middle of my STPM trials.. BRAVO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-1070956834684400038?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1070956834684400038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=1070956834684400038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/1070956834684400038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/1070956834684400038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/12/key-to-success.html' title='Key to &apos;success&apos;!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2X2sywqVgI/AAAAAAAAAV8/K7EKORiAo0o/s72-c/04-10-07_0046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-1668712722586142391</id><published>2007-12-15T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T09:17:46.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2PadSwqVdI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RHuG93cENDo/s1600-h/1_346447061l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144195396174239186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2PadSwqVdI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RHuG93cENDo/s400/1_346447061l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Any1, victorians?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No doubt it would be freakin fun if da whole batch turns up, but what is a gathering without John Chai? lol.. Sad to say, i hafta pass this 1 as i will be flying 2 Japan on 21st.. FARK!!! Well, i alwaiz long for these kind gatherings n trips.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speaking bout trips, there's a story to be told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somwhere in the mid of Oct, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : Hey, is there any class trip ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chris : Oh, u din hear bout it? We r goin to Frasier's Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : U serious? Ohh when is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chris : 8, 9, 10th Dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : Oh, ok thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, tis idiot went n spread da news bout da class trip.. And during a 'yum cha' session wif Nick Kee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : Eh, u goin for our class trip ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nicks : HUH? Where? When?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : Chris din tell u? 8, 9, 10th Dec.. goin to Frasier's Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nicks : Nope.. Fucker lar they all, din tell me.. ketara wanna jack me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : LOL.. *padan muka, better thank me for telling u tis*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, it din really end there.. tis idiot went on n on spreading the news - Jiun Kei, Theen Chuan, Lit Fwu, Pik Yen, and Koi Yi - even asked her 2 tell her SBU gang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the 9th Dec, while i was 'yum cha-ing' wif pik yen n lit fwu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lit Fwu : Eh, when's ur class trip d?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : Fuck lar.. dun mention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lit Fwu : Why? Postponed d?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : There's no class trip.. If there is, I would be in Frasier's Hill rite now.. I was conned by the fucker, Chris...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lit Fwu : lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pik Yen : LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : ..... Guess when da fucker actually told me da truth? 4th of Dec.. the fucker conned me for 1 month plus n tat day, my mom even asked me when my class trip was.. I told her no more class trip, i was played..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I ain't gonna forget bout tis, Chris.. u hear me? LOL.. Anyway, where's our mother fucking class trip huh? So much of Langkawi Island, Club Med, Taman Negara, Lake Kenyir and etc..Not to blame danny as every1 was fucking busy wif the their preps for STPM.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to the topic, gatherin? Any1, victorians? it's not jus an ordinary dinner n gathering like tis r not ubiquitous.. I would say it's a must attend gathering.. Ask urself, how many gatherings like tis r there in ur life? I can prolly count them wif my fingers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All in all, jus attend the mother fucking gathering ler n tell me bout it when i am back from Japan.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-1668712722586142391?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1668712722586142391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=1668712722586142391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/1668712722586142391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/1668712722586142391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/12/gathering.html' title='Gathering'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2PadSwqVdI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RHuG93cENDo/s72-c/1_346447061l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-660443696330341679</id><published>2007-12-05T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T06:57:31.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOSER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HOLIDAYS!!! It seems like there's no more excuses for me not to blog.. but come to think of it, it somehow gives me hundred or maybe million of reasons to contradict..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tis whole holiday thingy is a lil boring compared to the 1 i had 2 years back.. Reason? well, who would actually haf the mood 2 enjoy after flunking his exam? Having done so badly in STPM, no doubt tat i am afraid that i would once again fail my parents.. Don't u ever think that my parents r rich, they r jus working their asses for the sake of their good-for-nth son.. If it wasn't becoz of me, my father would haf retired years ago n led the life he desired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yes, i will be fucking heading back to da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; place where i was from n yes again, i will be fuckin repeating my foundation.. Don't u haf any shame huh? Friends will be fucking doin their 2nd year and i will be pathetically repeating my foundation.. "Oh lil boy, u still doin ur foundation huh? HAHA."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143463179220739730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2FAgqDA5pI/AAAAAAAAAVc/jtte323JVcI/s400/Nottingham+546a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nottingham University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was no better than an idiot for once blaming others for flunking my exam.. "OH, i jus broke up n i couldn't study at all." Well, maybe i din directly put all da blames on her but indirectly YES.. Wake up will i? time 2 do so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-660443696330341679?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/660443696330341679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=660443696330341679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/660443696330341679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/660443696330341679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/12/loser.html' title='LOSER'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/R2FAgqDA5pI/AAAAAAAAAVc/jtte323JVcI/s72-c/Nottingham+546a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-5970741657212386232</id><published>2007-11-22T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T05:14:35.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKED!!!</title><content type='html'>Mood - Crying&lt;br /&gt;Song - None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, crying..&lt;br /&gt;i seriously failed not only myself.. Ewa n my parents also.. I am really really sorry.. definitely an expensive lesson.. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-5970741657212386232?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5970741657212386232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=5970741657212386232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/5970741657212386232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/5970741657212386232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/11/fucked.html' title='FUCKED!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-3328021846557185576</id><published>2007-11-09T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T07:02:46.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiot!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood : Energetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song : Lagu untukmu by Meet Uncle Hussain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pot calling the kettle black huh ying ling? jus becoz u updated ur blog recently.. lol but once again i hate it when i hafta acquiesce that my blog is HALF dead.. not dead yet.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As i was sending some pics to my buddy, Ewa i came across these pics n i find them really stupid.. Remember those times when we were given the moral projects where we were odd to take pics? I still can't believe that victorians r such gud actors, not to mention i was once a bollywood actor starred in the movie 'Best Friends'.. oh, i can tell u, no doubt that it was the most successful production so far in the history of mankind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ne way, back to the story.. There is tis idiot.. ARGHHH... let the pics continue my story.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131004715628371922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RzT9mofiH9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/ToZnJX8gFhU/s400/Image(105).jpg" border="0" /&gt;looks fine altho there is nth 2 be swept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131004427865563074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RzT9V4fiH8I/AAAAAAAAAU8/eYIhTu6sfD4/s400/Image(104).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131004913196867554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RzT9yIfiH-I/AAAAAAAAAVM/pzjAm95wax4/s400/Image(107).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131005123650265074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RzT9-YfiH_I/AAAAAAAAAVU/FCNUXxMB2Mg/s400/Image(108).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wtf is tis? A contribution to air polution?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, it was all last minute work n i hope he didn't submit tat pic, altho i did send him the pics if i am not mistaken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-3328021846557185576?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/3328021846557185576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=3328021846557185576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/3328021846557185576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/3328021846557185576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/11/idiot.html' title='Idiot!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RzT9mofiH9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/ToZnJX8gFhU/s72-c/Image(105).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-4072527594254255111</id><published>2007-10-10T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T13:53:45.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood : Sick n Emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song : Happy Birthyday by Jay Chou + Landy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I alwaiz wonder if it's that arduous 4 some1 2 utter those words.. Not after all da shitz i did i guess.. Neway, thanks 2 those who wished me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prezie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- an outing including a movie (premiere class) wif my buddy, Ewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- a wallet from my cousin, Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- a mug from Mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 1 100-note from my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arigatoh Gozaimasu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tears started rolling down my cheek.. It wasn't any surprise at all coz as expected, without fail, a 100 ringgit malaysia note &lt;strong&gt;IS GIVEN &lt;/strong&gt;to me annually by my dad.. It wasn't the amount which stirred my heart - I would prolly be feeling da same even if it's a 1 dollar note.. It was the way how it handed 2 me.. 100 bucks wif a note saying:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;John, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is enuf 2 make me burst into tears.. tis shows how i spend my time wif my dad.. Off to work at 9 am when i was still sleeping.. came home at 9pm when i was out.. Sleepin soundly when i was back wif smell of smoke n alcohol.. Worse still, it was rite in front of my com where i found the money n the note.. Knowing tat i would go on9 even in the wee hours, not 2 mention that STPM is a month away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't blame my dad.. NEVER in my life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still remember the incident where i got busted stealing in a departmental store.. It was still clearly lingering in my mind up until now.. Instead of reprimandin me, my dad cried n cried, regrettin the failure in the duty as a dad. My dad once said - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We aren't rich, but he never once wanted me and my sibling to feel deprived in any way, which is why he worked his fingers to the bone every day to provide enough food on the tbl, nice clothes on our back, good educatioin for us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I seriously fail as a son.. SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119810881785769570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rw043v4FLmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/g50vMv-YI98/s400/sleepin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tat's my dad.. falling asleep.. He must be real tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-4072527594254255111?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4072527594254255111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=4072527594254255111' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4072527594254255111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4072527594254255111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rw043v4FLmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/g50vMv-YI98/s72-c/sleepin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-6183496288544136187</id><published>2007-10-08T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T13:26:46.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been awhile since i last updated my blog.. Ages.. I haf no idea how i ended up 2 be like tis.. I jus lost all my passions in studies rite after SPM.. it was jus like the end of the world after SPM.. N the thing i regretted the most was quitin my Uni n coming back for Form 6... N rite now i miss my heydays when i was in Nottingham..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119026354469547506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RwpvWP4FLfI/AAAAAAAAAT8/vnFiNg2yWPs/s400/Nottingham+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Engineerin block on the right if i am not mistaken..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119027114678758914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RwpwCf4FLgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/J1HurrjLVK4/s400/Nottingham+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Administration block..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119027793283591698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rwpwp_4FLhI/AAAAAAAAAUM/_wsiKiCxoEE/s400/Nottingham+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jogggin path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119029455435935282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RwpyKv4FLjI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qo7OQX-B5Fg/s400/Nottingham+546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dusk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119028519133064738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RwpxUP4FLiI/AAAAAAAAAUU/v_SnvY3d-gI/s400/Nottingham+337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nite view of Nottingham University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119032590762061394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rwp1BP4FLlI/AAAAAAAAAUs/lIDRu2Z3Qqc/s400/Nottingham+557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My fav &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I jus fucking miss the place a lot altho it was jus 1 sem.. I wonder if i am heading back 2 Nottingham after my STPM but i doubt it wif my results.. =X I jus sound pathetic n emo, needin others' attention.. Koi yi has been listening 2 my bitching a lot lately.. N how did i express my gratitude 2 her? I told her not 2 patronize me.. Fucking asshole wasn't i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As promised, tis is the article written by my sis.. I shed tears reading it - couldn't stand things like tat.. Pls read..&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Sunday/Focus/20070929191152/Article/index_html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Sunday/Focus/20070929191152/Article/index_html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-6183496288544136187?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/6183496288544136187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=6183496288544136187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/6183496288544136187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/6183496288544136187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/10/emo.html' title='Emo'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RwpvWP4FLfI/AAAAAAAAAT8/vnFiNg2yWPs/s72-c/Nottingham+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-2520299358185896367</id><published>2007-09-21T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T01:42:49.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phrase of the month -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sorry isn't everything.. Guess i haf crossed the borderline"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;56 more days to STPM if i ain't mistaken.. lost count anyway... Trials is jus around da corner.. Burning the midnite oil? i did.. i stayed all nite from 11pm until the wee hours.. working real hard but not on studies.. FACEBOOK.. i wonder wat has become of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, i am starting 2 panic for real.. And yet i am doin nth... ARGHHH.. was supposed to update something bout my sister's story which really touched my heart.. Wait till i get authorization and some pics from my sis.. till then, take care... ZZzzzZZZzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-2520299358185896367?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2520299358185896367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=2520299358185896367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/2520299358185896367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/2520299358185896367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/09/fucked.html' title='FUCKED!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-4949819098162057362</id><published>2007-09-15T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T20:40:59.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FACEBOOK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am freaking addicted to facebook.. my god.. Ever since i started patronizing facebook, i never even touched any revision books n rarely update my own blog or visit other ppl's blog.. it's goin 2 be a real damn long time for me 2 update my 2nd post, hopefully tis isn't da last.. - jus started playing facebook on thursday.. not really a long period of time but it's sufficient 2 make me go mad.. imagine playing from 12pm on Friday till 8 pm.. Then went out 4 mamak till 1am.. back home n started playin till 7am.. GOSH. .GET A LIFE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of advice for every1, don't start - no turnin back once u haf started.. =)&lt;br /&gt;To those who r freaking free, join me - pls notify me if u r joinin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-4949819098162057362?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4949819098162057362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=4949819098162057362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4949819098162057362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4949819098162057362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/09/facebook.html' title='FACEBOOK'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-407386697627774036</id><published>2007-09-10T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T00:43:14.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I admit that i am an asshole at times.. It's beyond doubt.. And i am terribly sorry for my doings, u jus hafta bear with it for the moment as many things are bothering me, haunting my past.. N no question, prodigious discontentment i haf towards her.. She's one of the person i respected most in my life despite being close to me.. fucking disappointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neway, i alwaiz long for a class trip and i am definitely looking forward to joining one after STPM.. Jus recently, went to Genting with my family, my aunts n uncles from paternal n maternal sides.. It was a 3 day n 2 nite stay in Genting View.. My sis n i couldn't make it on da 1st day coz of the Merdeka eve celebration.. So, Cheok tagged along as he drove my sis and i up on the 2nd day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a lil boring since it was jus two of us..The only thing new was both of us entered the Casino together.. It totally amused me though it was my 2nd time.. the 1st time was 2 years ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108618648954158402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RuV1mDfZPUI/AAAAAAAAATU/HUMPsdP7JxY/s400/IMG_4829.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 idiots siting in the back of storm - without sweater from Genting Highlands to Riverview.. a 20-minute journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As usual, a lil late to upload tis.. errr.. few months late.. not really late rite? But if it isn't late, it isn't John Chai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108619417753304402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RuV2SzfZPVI/AAAAAAAAATc/SbIIdfcr5_I/s400/101_1889.JPG" border="0" /&gt; My fellow comrades - a war 2 fight in 2 months time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108620856567348578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RuV3mjfZPWI/AAAAAAAAATk/OK8XUsZQcrU/s400/101_1891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Candid shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108621329013751154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RuV4CDfZPXI/AAAAAAAAATs/9HQYRV2lfyo/s400/101_1897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;1 unwanted person.. btw, all cool dudes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108623747080338818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RuV6OzfZPYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/6uBbkGF46ew/s400/101_1898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yerr.. What's wif my face expression? Not so cool anymore huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-407386697627774036?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/407386697627774036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=407386697627774036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/407386697627774036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/407386697627774036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/09/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RuV1mDfZPUI/AAAAAAAAATU/HUMPsdP7JxY/s72-c/IMG_4829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-6450637166128845543</id><published>2007-09-04T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:53:48.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAZY</title><content type='html'>No updates for the time being.. not until John Chai finishes watching his drama..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-6450637166128845543?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/6450637166128845543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=6450637166128845543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/6450637166128845543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/6450637166128845543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/09/lazy.html' title='LAZY'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-4751087440391047641</id><published>2007-08-26T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T05:57:36.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Y is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/clapbangkiss"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dawn Yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; freaking cun n hot? WHYYYY? *tis has been botherin me lately*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103069461013413154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RtG-ozfZPSI/AAAAAAAAATE/DLCVEc8KFyQ/s400/z92972378.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart melts everytime i see her pics.. okkk.. i sound like a pervert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103068490350804226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RtG9wTfZPQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/blwTl0sB8Mg/s400/z104950454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good News!! She is dating me.. 4 real&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103070027949096242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RtG_JzfZPTI/AAAAAAAAATM/Glb88FIYz6w/s400/w95951749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How i wish i can be da teddy bear? =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alrite, she's freakin sweet n gorgeous.. Top 25 sexiest gal in FHM ..bla bla bla.. Guess it takes me a lifetime 2 find some1 like tat.. LMAO *building a castle + twin tower+ Disneyland in the air*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-4751087440391047641?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4751087440391047641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=4751087440391047641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4751087440391047641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4751087440391047641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/08/hoooooot.html' title='HOT'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RtG-ozfZPSI/AAAAAAAAATE/DLCVEc8KFyQ/s72-c/z92972378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-1427022506533971504</id><published>2007-08-23T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T02:25:53.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling: Annoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song: Bu Neng Shou De Mi Mi by Jay Chou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ewa said my blog is so dead... N i hafta admit it, not in da mood of bloggin lately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, haf been watching lotz of movies lately.. 'Ratatouille' on Tuesday nite wif 'Fei Hai' n Cheok in leisure mall-thank goodness no more gays sitting next 2 me.. N 'Secret' on the followin day wif Koi Yi in Times Square.. N almost wanted to watch Evan Almighty wif 'Fei Hai' n Cheok in Mid Valley yesterday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102627792346496226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RtAs8TfZPOI/AAAAAAAAASk/3RzTjNQSGUM/s400/2001202233526283568_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jay Chou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102626907583233234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RtAsIzfZPNI/AAAAAAAAASc/LvkBaSCHaD0/s400/2000462201055114444_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ye Xiang Lun n Lu Xiao Yu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neway, i jus realised tat i inherited my mom's nervous temperament.. =X Well, u knowww la my mom, gets panicked every single min especially when i ain't at home - out 2 yum cha n back home in the wee hours.. she will call every half n hour n ask the same old question altho she knows what i gonna reply her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mom: *wif a laluk voice* When u gonna come home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: Soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mom: Hmm.. * Hangs up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After 1 hour,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mom: Why aren't u home yet? U r having tuition early in da morning 2morrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: Soon lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mom: Nmmm.. *Hangs up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After a few hours, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mom: Where r u now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : In my room sleeping now lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mom: Oh, ok.. *Hangs up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretty gud in sneaking into the house n vice versa.. Ketara she has tis nervous temperament.. but every parent does feel da same for their children.. pretty sure 4 tat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to the topic.. I was on my way for my General Paper test which i had signed up earlier *yeah, need to pay 4 tat* in Kasturi on Thursday when i received a msg from my friend saying tat we mus sit according to the number we registered.. As far as i recall, i din register wif him.. GULP..n the 1st person who came into my mind was my other friend, ying ling who registered wif me.. Having no colour pencils, no calculator, no knowledge -i started 2 feel da 'cuakness' n was jus thinkin of turnin back but u all know, John Chai isn't tat sampah afterall.. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exam was about 2 start n Ying Ling was nowhere to be seen.. =X Cuak.. She reached jus on time n I guess we screwed up da paper together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-1427022506533971504?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1427022506533971504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=1427022506533971504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/1427022506533971504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/1427022506533971504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/08/dead.html' title='DEAD'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RtAs8TfZPOI/AAAAAAAAASk/3RzTjNQSGUM/s72-c/2001202233526283568_rs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-411487094320938472</id><published>2007-08-16T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T11:22:08.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATES!!!</title><content type='html'>UPDATES below da post 'Best friends'.. pls scroll down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-411487094320938472?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/411487094320938472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=411487094320938472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/411487094320938472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/411487094320938472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/08/updates.html' title='UPDATES!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-5076504734329014533</id><published>2007-08-03T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T09:48:48.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST FRIENDS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;August 3rd 2007, the day that i will never ever forget in my whole fucking life.. I will ensure tat tis incident will linger in my mind forever.. YES FOREVERRRRRR.. Well, i guess every1 has to acquiesce that friends r ubiquitous, but think twice if u haf the same mind-sets for best friends.. Having a best friend is jus as hard as finding pictures like tis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094887345630609442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrStDAbyACI/AAAAAAAAARc/zo9_E2r5Ih8/s400/L9+-+What+I%27ve+Done....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WAT? no big deal? yes it's definitely a fucking big deal - this kind of pics, u can oni see once in ur life time.. =X&lt;br /&gt;*previous photo has been removed due to some1's bitching*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, let's get back to business.. was out wif my buddy, Ewa in times square for a movie.. SIMPSONS - it was fucking funny n humourous.. jus a few days back, i actually told my friends that i ain't gonna watch it, not really a die-hard fan of simpsons.. and who would be such a fucking loser to waste RM 10 for simpsons? Answer: EVERY1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was still grumbling bout da movie throughout the 1st 5 mins.. N da rest 85 mins i was among one of the losers laughing the loudest in the cinema.. It totally proved me wrong - the perceptions that i haf for simpsons&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094493248021463010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrNGngbx_-I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/s5RXK_cx_jc/s400/Simpsons_final_poster.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094491538624479186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrNFEAbx_9I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mNVkDxKK6P4/s400/_1170000539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My fav character - Maggie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OK OK, got carried away a lil by Simpsons.. really gettin back to business.. As i was chit-chatting wif ewa in the cinema be4 the movie started, some1 caught my fucking attention.. It was my fucking best friend, Chen Jovi again.. accompanied by my fucking crush, Ruth Choy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MY FUCKING BEST FRIEND WIF MY CRUSH.. how can u accept tat? my heart was shattered into million of pieces.. *Sob sob sob* Anyway, i jus wanna let every1 know tat no matter wat Jovi will alwaiz be my fucking best friend n life goes onnnnn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;List of top Bestest friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me - Jovi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aaron - Jiun Kei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nick Kee - Wei Lun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wooi Hong - Big mouth guy and Wei Lun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chris - Duncan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*supposed to haf each of every1's photoshopped pic side by side but i suck in photoshop.. 2 bad.. btw, imagination shud be gud enuf*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s : If u r so happened to read tis, never!! i will never ever fall 4 u - i jus don't wan history to repeat itself jus like the mother fucking Jess Chong's case.. tq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-5076504734329014533?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5076504734329014533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=5076504734329014533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/5076504734329014533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/5076504734329014533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/08/best-friends.html' title='BEST FRIENDS!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrStDAbyACI/AAAAAAAAARc/zo9_E2r5Ih8/s72-c/L9+-+What+I%27ve+Done....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-3716271076495589800</id><published>2007-08-02T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T20:27:39.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood : Emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song : Both OST for taiyou no uta drama and movie version &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Standing of drama:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st - 1 litre of tears (fucking nice..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2nd - Taiyou no uta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd - 14 year old mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4th - Beautiful life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5th - Attack No. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6th - Hana Yori Dango 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7th - 1 litre of tears special edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8th - Attention please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9th - Attention please special edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10th - Hanna Yori Dango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11th - Taiyou no uta movie version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12th- 1 litre of tears movie version (not worth watching..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lazy n procrastinating as usual.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a lil late but better than never.. Last last last last last Sunday if i am not mistaken, went to 'Eco-paradise' which is situated in Sunway Mas for spa.. SPAAA - not those spas u come across for relaxation and invigoration.. wif those 'cun' chicks massaging n pampering u.. It's more to a health spa.. =X - Gud for cancer patients.. especially lungs.. wonder y my mom brings me along... HMMM.. any idea u guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094130452133969762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrH8qAbx_2I/AAAAAAAAAP8/WDeMu6cWSHY/s400/IMG_4126.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad having a briefing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094137319786676082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrIC5wbx_3I/AAAAAAAAAQE/X9tGDx5Zvpk/s400/IMG_4125.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom scouting around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094139205277319042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrIEngbx_4I/AAAAAAAAAQM/ly0zDXyHe9s/s400/IMG_4129.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They even haf bathrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094140914674302866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrIGLAbx_5I/AAAAAAAAAQU/e1qLJpDZHaA/s400/IMG_4132.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's me wif a fuckin blur face.. n pic taken be4 da spa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the spa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094141945466453922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrIHHAbx_6I/AAAAAAAAAQc/nkc_Z2VvyAA/s400/IMG_4134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After Spa.. see da fuckin diff? I was wet to my fucking skin.. had been perspiring profusely.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obviously, it was like 30 over degrees inside da mother fucking room.. more like sauna 2 me.. If u guys ever wanna haf a try out, jus stand under da mother fucking sun for 40 mins.. The condition is jus as feeling the intense heat of the fucking scorching sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Worker : How did u feel, sir? Very refreshing huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dad : Yup.. *coughs - ehem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Worker : Are u ok, sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dad : Nah it's nth.. jus a normal cough.. *turns to me n whispered* Of coz feel refreshing ler, put us in a mother fucking hot 'sauna' then got us exposed 2 air cond once we got out from da 'sauna'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Me: LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After all da shit, went to 1 Utama for lunch.. Well, after the whole mornin of exertion, guess it's a green light 2 haf a fucking promising meal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Off we went to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094086664942386994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrHU1Qbx_zI/AAAAAAAAAPk/0OKG6SMA_fw/s400/IMG_4153.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ikan dan Syarikat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094129223773323090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrH7igbx_1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/JfsI2kYXCfc/s400/IMG_4144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm.. wat 2 order?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094822908236267522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrRycQbyAAI/AAAAAAAAARM/Lndjr0_9dtA/s400/IMG_4148.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh damnnn.. freaking nice but it wasn't mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095201342099685426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrXKoAbyADI/AAAAAAAAARk/qiRTW33SP1o/s400/IMG_4150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All i had was jus ice-cream while my dad, mom n sis had their own main courses.. fucking unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obviously not, was supposed 2 go 2 Sushigroove after 'Ikan dan Syarikat' but it was 2 time consuming n sis was late 4 work.. *Sob Sob*.. But thank god got 2 eat in Sushigroove the following week which was last last last last last Sunday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094128321830190914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrH6uAbx_0I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Pq5qzNttFw4/s400/IMG_4141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SUSHI!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095207814615400530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrXQgwbyAFI/AAAAAAAAAR0/NbdjwkzthoU/s400/IMG_4183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice!! Same goes to the interior design of da restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095207402298540098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrXQIwbyAEI/AAAAAAAAARs/BpFh2d-bFgU/s400/IMG_4181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lotz of choices 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095210988596232290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrXTZgbyAGI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kQb1Yof3ddU/s400/IMG_4189.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Couldn't stand da boredom while waiting 4 da stupid food 2 come.. Found tis shit which was extra dumb.. "Who says that sushi is tasteless without soy sauce?? Most of our sushi is already pre-cooked, pre sauced so u DON'T NEED to dip in soy sauce".. WTF.. tat seriously soun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;d stupid n dumb 2 me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095593927880343666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrcvrgbyAHI/AAAAAAAAASE/bezfE4D2OLY/s400/IMG_4190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fried Tempura.. Tis was fucking KNNCCBB awesome..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095594593600274562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrcwSQbyAII/AAAAAAAAASM/jMh3gXMwFqg/s400/IMG_4193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some random dish.. tis is jus opposite of the fried tempura.. wrong choice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was another dish but be4 i remember taking pic of it, i had already walloped it..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095595362399420562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rrcw_AbyAJI/AAAAAAAAASU/cWObC4WbV6s/s400/IMG_4194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rite be4 leaving da place, it was a golden oppurtunity 4 me 2 snap a shot of da restaurant.. but da prob was i din switch off my flash.. n tat made the whole mother fucking crowd looking at me as if i jus stripped n showed them my 10-inch dick.. OPPS *cheerio n fucked off as fast as possible*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-3716271076495589800?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/3716271076495589800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=3716271076495589800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/3716271076495589800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/3716271076495589800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/08/spa.html' title='SPA!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RrH8qAbx_2I/AAAAAAAAAP8/WDeMu6cWSHY/s72-c/IMG_4126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-7009744382548381073</id><published>2007-07-23T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T08:43:38.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood : Lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song : It's a happy line by Yui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;List of dramas to be watched..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Attack No1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. I love u Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Orange Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Summer Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Gokusen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Aijou Ippon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;N farkk.. haf been dling Ruri's Island for ages, still no seed.. KNNCCB.. currently watching Attack No1 n Taiyou no uta movie version which Yui is playing as Kaoru Amane..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neway, a real procrastinator.. It took me more than a week to actually upload da pics n blog about it.. It is supposed to be a joint party between Nick Kee and my fucking best friend, Chen Jovi.. N guess what? Nick Kee jacked my best friend's party by giving excuses his house couldn't accommodate Jovi's friends.. =( What a gud hospitality &lt;strong&gt;I HATE U, NICK KEE FOR THAT...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm.. i guess i brought da most meaningful present.. not trying 2 boast but i really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; think i did, if oni u know wat i am trying 2 say.. Chris and Bo came a lil late, well, Indians r alwaiz late.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not even a word of hi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chris : U goin clubbing huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : .........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U think i wanna wear da shirt bought by my sis in Germany so much? It has been on my chair for ages waiting to get rot oni.. =X I was on my way out n my sis gatal suddenly n asked me 2 change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090386314393681586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RqSvYgbx_rI/AAAAAAAAAOk/uNV5kwej3Y0/s400/IMG_4093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everybody being jobless.. It was fucking boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090385657263685282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RqSuyQbx_qI/AAAAAAAAAOc/YBuGQMXzcu4/s400/IMG_4090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So off we went 2 accompany Chris to see his gf, Elena in the &lt;strong&gt;'nearby'&lt;/strong&gt; steamboat restaurant.. It turned out to be they were celebratin some1's birthday there too.. =X&lt;br /&gt;p/s : See the china apek carrying his mug? all da way from his house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was freaking boring not to mention, i only kenal Elena, Vivek n Isaac.. sat at the roadside talking cock stories while waiting 4 back ups.. 3 cars were summoned 2 fetch us back to Nick Kee's house. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090387495509688002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RqSwdQbx_sI/AAAAAAAAAOs/qgeTJmS3Xfs/s400/IMG_4094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from left : Wai Leong, Nick Kee - the birthday boy, Ying Ling, Joanne, Lik Sheng.. N no idea whose head it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090388032380600018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RqSw8gbx_tI/AAAAAAAAAO0/DyzC3BR_WMA/s400/IMG_4097.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090389200611704562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RqSyAgbx_vI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QewdvbuxVaE/s400/IMG_4109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 many.. Jus tell me which guy u r interested n i'll tell u his contact.. =&lt;/span&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090388504827002594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RqSxYAbx_uI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7Jt2VBJs34w/s400/IMG_4105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whong being jobless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090738493122019074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RqXvsAbx_wI/AAAAAAAAAPM/eLfN9vNKHxQ/s400/IMG_4114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Hoi sam sei the birthday boy lor'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s : sorry joanne, blame yee hui for blocking ur face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;N lastly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090738935503650578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RqXwFwbx_xI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ubki41LHkTw/s400/IMG_4120.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The kings of Bollywood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-7009744382548381073?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7009744382548381073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=7009744382548381073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/7009744382548381073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/7009744382548381073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RqSvYgbx_rI/AAAAAAAAAOk/uNV5kwej3Y0/s72-c/IMG_4093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-6510018284419557532</id><published>2007-07-20T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T06:30:53.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM FUCKED!!! - 2nd part</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i knew it.. i knew that whong would bitch bout his MUET results.. tat's 4 sure and i ain't done wif it.. i mean my fucking MUET results.. currently in da state between the devil and the deep blue sea.. Pn. Vasantha, my Muet-subject teacher thinks i shud retake my Muet n a few of my friends actually ask me to contemplate retaking it.. And 2 me, i found it meaningless to resit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090376143911124610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RqSmIgbx_oI/AAAAAAAAAOM/yxLRa4nU00M/s400/IMG_4167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TADAAHHHHH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090377806063468178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RqSnpQbx_pI/AAAAAAAAAOU/226JCzK9dXg/s400/IMG_4173(A).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okkk.. i really screwed up my speaking n writing... 28 over 45 and 34 over 75.. FUCKK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess my engarish are not da powderfullll too... rite Chris?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-6510018284419557532?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/6510018284419557532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=6510018284419557532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/6510018284419557532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/6510018284419557532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-fucked-2nd-part.html' title='I AM FUCKED!!! - 2nd part'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RqSmIgbx_oI/AAAAAAAAAOM/yxLRa4nU00M/s72-c/IMG_4167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-955914773586499145</id><published>2007-07-13T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T06:21:13.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am FUCKED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I fucking flunked my MUET.. while every single of my friend obtained a solid band 5 or 6, I got a fucking band 4.. Not to mention that my sis achieved a band 6 when she was in form 6.. It was a total disaster to actually come back for form 6.. Tis jus fucking gives my uncles n aunts a fucking opportunity to actually compare my results wif hers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So much of being a band 7 student.. definitely building castle in the air and the pathetic part was every1 was saying.. "Don't worry, u definitely can.. u r smart or The way u blog is gud enuf to get a band 5" - Stop giving me tis kind of bullshit n i fucking had enuf of it.. Worse still, some1 even congratulated me.. Maybe her intention was gud but I told her off - I was an asshole wasn't i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's said that every could has its silver lining which i think it's definitely bull.. each n every part of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKKK.. time for me to fucking wake up and accept the fact tat it will still be a fucking band 4 no matter how i much i bitch n groan.. Maybe Ewa is rite, i am never humble n to make matter worse, i don't acquiesce.. definitely a pain in the ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-955914773586499145?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/955914773586499145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=955914773586499145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/955914773586499145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/955914773586499145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-fucked.html' title='I am FUCKED!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-7068026482449704278</id><published>2007-07-08T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T07:11:59.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysterious Gal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was very da sesated.. it was my fucking 1st time to Sunway Pyramid on my own by car.. as far as i recall, the last time i went 2 Sunway Pyramid was during my primary skool trip - some Eureka Shit that i was so eager to enter.. Thinkin back, get a life would u? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neway, i roughly know da way but wasn't really sure.. somehow i got there jus on time - 5 pm as promised buttttttt.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling rather late, i immediately parked my car n without hesitation, got my arse to the shopping mall.. Ok, i was damn blur n i am alwaiz blur - i din take note the floor i parked my car.. Not only that, i merely remember the entrance i came in from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hp showed 5:45.. She wasn't there yet.. =X n I had been standing there like an idiot looking at how ppl fell down, wetting their asses. =0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So there she was after waited almost an hour for her.. A self-baked muffin as a compensation? Or a bribe for a ride home? Anyway, it din taste like shit n it was consumable.. but certainly not for business purposes.. Off we went to buy tickets since she wanted 2 watch transformers... YESS, transformers again.. my ass was itchy again.. Earliest we could get was 9:30pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So we had our dinner in some random restaurant, which looked attractive but da food definitely tasted like shit.. She can really eat.. PIGGGG.. Imagine hadn't done eating in the restaurant, she requested another food from other shop. I was reluctant but she insisted.. =X Foot bill and cheerio to the restaurant.. After a few rounds of circulating the mall, we stopped by at Waffle World..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086291508076275410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RpYjLaL45tI/AAAAAAAAANc/OPLp83vg92E/s400/07072007475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waffle wif dog shit toppings aka Blueberry icecream waffle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was time, so we foot the bill n rushed to cinema for transformers.. It wasn't boring even it was da 2nd time.. Nth much after tat, sent her home after the movie.. totally a great nite.. =)&lt;br /&gt;Din really take pics, aint' camwhores.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-7068026482449704278?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7068026482449704278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=7068026482449704278' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/7068026482449704278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/7068026482449704278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/07/mysterious-gal.html' title='Mysterious Gal'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RpYjLaL45tI/AAAAAAAAANc/OPLp83vg92E/s72-c/07072007475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-4382402099407142276</id><published>2007-07-03T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T09:13:22.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRANSFORMERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cool.. A fucking cool movie wif the autobots n decepticons - even da chick was fucking hot.. felt like spankin her arse.. LOL definitely gonna watch it again no matter wat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083721173913733554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Ro0BeRRCibI/AAAAAAAAANU/TIWD60UqLXE/s400/transformers3_1680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Autobots VS Decepticons - Hopefully more pics on transformers on the next post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was on Wednesday and Cheok's ass was itchy as well as mine.. We were talkin bout transformers da whole afternoon n at nite we were in leisure mall watching da movie.. We called Mo n KL along to accompany us, 10:30 pm movie - played truant the next day =X Off we went into da cinema after purchasing popcorns n drinks.. Then, as we sat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : HL lorrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheok : Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : look to my right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheok: HAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mo : Shout if anything happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : *middle finger*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blur huh? What would be the worst nightmare u ever encountered when watching a movie in a cinema? Let's picture a guy who's sitting next to u, leans on another guy's shoulder.. FUCKKK!!! *that's y i tell u, Chris.. i haf phobia guys leaning on my shoulder.. fucking gay* Well, i am not against gays but i jus hope that nth unpleasant happens 2 me throughout da whole movie.. U would be very much saying da same thing as what i said when the tables r turned over to u.. LOL and if the gay bastard ever dares to touch me, i guess he would be crying leaving the cinema&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the midst of the movie, it was gettin more and more irritating n i couldn't stand it.. It seriously got on my nerve coz it was shaking, and i couldn't stop looking to my right, making it more n more obvious.. So, a tab on his shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : Can u not shake ur 'thing'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gay : Hmm.. ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-4382402099407142276?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4382402099407142276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=4382402099407142276' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4382402099407142276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4382402099407142276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/07/transformer.html' title='TRANSFORMERS'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Ro0BeRRCibI/AAAAAAAAANU/TIWD60UqLXE/s72-c/transformers3_1680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-4803565023359217390</id><published>2007-06-23T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T09:33:16.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood : PMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song : Taiyou no uta and Stay wif me by Kaoru Amane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haven't been myself lately.. mood swings every now and then and maybe tat's the reason why it impedes me from bloggin.. but how emo i am is still nothing compared to David.. =D Hope he's doing fine wif his 'princess'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neway, it seems like i can consume my food very well under any circumstances, even if the World War 3 is happenin rite in front of me.. lol, i am jus exaggerating.. It was during my dinner where i was alone consuming my dumpling in the dining hall. Looking out was my garden and at the same time i was scooping a small piece of dumpling to my mouth.. AND THEN what a fucking right time it was, my dog was fucking baking her chocolate cake and at that distance, i must say the view was gud enuf to witness the whole fucking process.. from the way she squated to the pieces of poo spurting out of her asshole.. OH GROSS.. nope, not at all, i was still enjoying munching my dumpling - not forgetting the colour of the food consumed was almost similar to the 'cake', and even the shape did look da same.. Well, tis is how pathetic when the mood of a person swings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081562059494295970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RoVVxRRCiaI/AAAAAAAAANM/FAjxOx6JH1E/s400/packaging_index.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's a replacement - couldn't get a picture of the cake itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neway, just recently, i realised that i actually found a new pastime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.. 'Boil drama'.. i repeat 'Boil drama' not 'boil soup' or 'boil water'.. Coz for ur knowledge, the term 'boil soup or water' is equivalent to masturbate according to Professor Chris.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Standing of drama:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st - 1 litre of tears (fucking nice..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2nd - Taiyou no uta&lt;br /&gt;3rd - 14 year old mother&lt;br /&gt;4th - Beautiful life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5th - 1 litre of tears special edition&lt;br /&gt;6th - Attention please&lt;br /&gt;7th - Attention please special edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8th - Hanna Yori Dango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9th - 1 litre of tears movie version (not worth watching..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081549458060249490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RoVKTxRCiZI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZwPKfW6m2Co/s400/taiyou-no-uta_kaoru-amane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kaoru Amane a.k.a. Erika Sawajiri - from the drama Taiyou no uta ( A song to the Sun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder y she released an album with another name.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-4803565023359217390?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4803565023359217390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=4803565023359217390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4803565023359217390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4803565023359217390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/06/pms.html' title='PMS'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RoVVxRRCiaI/AAAAAAAAANM/FAjxOx6JH1E/s72-c/packaging_index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-903330815825729636</id><published>2007-06-20T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T22:09:17.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinator</title><content type='html'>PROCRAStINATING.. will update my blog soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takde idea babe.. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-903330815825729636?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/903330815825729636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=903330815825729636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/903330815825729636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/903330815825729636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/06/procrasinator.html' title='Procrastinator'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-8810305618091906359</id><published>2007-06-12T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T07:46:51.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Please : IMPORTANT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To all my fans and supporters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Due to some undesirable virus, my com is now infected and will haf the life expectancy not more than a week according a specialist. I am 18 years old now and currently still studying. Having no income, it would a hard time for me to get it fixed. But thanks to Air-ron airline which would be kind enough to donate US 10 million dollars for every email sent. A tracking system has been put together wif the email to track it. Pls do ensure the mail is circulated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075178720746322786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rm6oKDW0u2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/7QWYoR_l8xI/s400/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See how lovely it is.. We haf been spending most of our time together.. And I am not willing to put it to sleep.. NO i definetely won't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s : If u haf a heart pls do not delete tis email n get it sent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw, speaking bout the title of tis post, the drama 'attention pls' is pretty nice.. and Ueto Aya is freaking cute. Standing of dramas :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st - 1 litre of tears (fucking nice..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2nd - 14 year old mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd - Beautiful life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4th - Attention please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5th - 1 litre of tears movie version (not worth watching..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently dling A song to the sun and Ruri's Island.. =) Also, waiting for Kioku Konseki to sub 1 litre of tears special edition..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-8810305618091906359?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8810305618091906359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=8810305618091906359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/8810305618091906359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/8810305618091906359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/06/attention-please-important.html' title='Attention Please : IMPORTANT'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rm6oKDW0u2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/7QWYoR_l8xI/s72-c/IMG_0379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-2605133412663512236</id><published>2007-06-06T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T07:30:55.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's jus admit tis, guys.. we are all 'hamsap' creatures.. OKK lar, i did lie saying that i din know how 2 make babies when i was in form 2 earlier in my post..*Chris and Wai Cheong, both of u r assholes for kantoikan me* Well, girls out there, u all jus hafta bear wif us as if we aren't 'hamsap', then we ain't guys.. So in order to check if ur bf is a real 'guy' or not, jus pose nude in front of him.. If his reaction is jus like Chris - YERRRRRRR and *close his eyes* then u know what to do next... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I was checking on the new drama releases on the net, I came to a website where there was a list of japanese artistes. It was actually a link to a forum where you can actually pen ur own comments on the artist. Not knowing others but only Erika Sawajiri(actress from 1 litre of tears) left me no choice. Also, being a lil curious what would be ppl's comments on her somehow lured me 2 click on the link.. Well, it did n i clicked.. Guess what i found..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072924524340886354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rmal-jW0u1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/No12TbXnjjc/s400/Erika+sawajiri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HOT HOT HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072922767699262258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RmakYTW0uzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/GaN_sEL0QnU/s400/erika10033ez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Burning HOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072923033987234626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RmaknzW0u0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/1prITvpLudk/s400/erikasawajiri1a0mm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Flaming HOT.. Gravure Idol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, more pics on my forehead.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072921019647572754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RmaiyjW0uxI/AAAAAAAAAL8/JiG2qO6ox-I/s400/IMG_3455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Definitely a new star trek character.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072921676777569058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RmajYzW0uyI/AAAAAAAAAME/dET6Gxc1HbQ/s400/IMG_3456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic taken outside of a temple, Klang.. NO.. i am not there to pray to the God to help me diminish the swollen part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okkk.. i know it's a bit da potong.. after viewing her pics then only mine.. contrast like hell.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-2605133412663512236?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2605133412663512236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=2605133412663512236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/2605133412663512236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/2605133412663512236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/06/gravure.html' title='Gravure'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rmal-jW0u1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/No12TbXnjjc/s72-c/Erika+sawajiri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-669259186130104863</id><published>2007-06-01T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T10:02:27.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Trek New Character..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am recuperating rite now, after a day of exertion.. Anyway, I feel alienated.. very very alienated especially when i was taking lrt from Maluri to Hang Tuah tis morning... tryin my best not to get unnoticed, even walked to and fro in the Maluri LRT station while waiting for the train.. WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was all becoz of tis fucking tiny yet powerful insect.. THE FUCKING BUMBLE BEE.. I wonder why it chose me.. Well, maybe coz i am sweet.. =) but whyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071057264630975394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RmADtu3-S6I/AAAAAAAAALU/XyRt6hXNtE0/s400/Photo-0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My forehead?? WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071057801501887410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RmAEM-3-S7I/AAAAAAAAALc/mTckd2K-rsM/s400/01-06-07_1704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't you choose any better place to land? i dun care if u chose my leg, my hand, my foot, or maybe the three of them.. And to make things worse, it landed right in da middle of my forehead.. very acurate huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got stung by this idiotic bee yesterday while i was playing football in the field.. I din know what actually landed on my forehead but what a normal person would do if something landed on ur forehead out of a sudden? SMACK THAT on the floor, smack that give me somemore, smack that till you get sore, smack that oh-ohh.... - NO i dun wan somemore.. and NO i dun wanna get sore.. LOL.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wasn't sure if i did kill the bee but i would like it dead rite now.. For the one whole hour after i got stung, i was groaning in pain and grumbling... !@#%$&amp;*%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.. Nth much after tat, went out for a movie wif Ewa.. Lanun Carribean.. It was awesome altho i was a bit da blur after missing the 1st and the 2nd one..After the movie, as usual we went for a drink in starbucks and that's when i rummaged her purse.. found NTH........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up.. went to the toilet.. do business.. went to brush teeth.. As i was holding my toothbrush, my jaws dropped.. It was swollen like shit as i was looking at the mirror.. And tat was the time i wondered if i still wanna get my ass to skool for football match.. NO? YES? I went somehow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It wasn't that shitty this morning altho every1 started giving a stare at me in the LRT.. Despite feeling embarrassed in skool, I proudly bragged the whole situation - A fight wif MBS fellas and got hit on the forehead but all of them ended up in da hospital.. Few hours later, it finally struck n got worse.. The radius of the swollen part was slowly expanding and as expected every1 was laughin like hell.. A gal actually did ask what happened.. Be4 i could answer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Gal : What happened to ur forehed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jiun Kei : He was looking at a pretty gal ler while walking.. then *PONG*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Gal : Then the gal must be really pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now, all i can do is jus pray that it doesn't turn out to be like tis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071080036547578850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RmAYbO3-S-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/IZzt7Va1cZ8/s400/FLOWER+HORN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071061666972453842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RmAHt-3-S9I/AAAAAAAAALs/H8mms4H1A8w/s400/FLOWER+HORN+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tis.. flower horn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071053369095637906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RmAAK-3-S5I/AAAAAAAAALM/9lHMc-ixDo0/s400/STAR+TRECK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i shud haf some design too.. I might be the next star trek new character..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps : It's addictive too.. as in touching and rubbing my forehead.. i will somehow chuckle everytime i touch my forehead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-669259186130104863?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/669259186130104863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=669259186130104863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/669259186130104863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/669259186130104863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/06/star-trek-new-character.html' title='Star Trek New Character..'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RmADtu3-S6I/AAAAAAAAALU/XyRt6hXNtE0/s72-c/Photo-0024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-5630709329877166219</id><published>2007-05-29T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T10:02:57.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gomennasai, Okasan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood : Swing&lt;br /&gt;Song : Shirushi by Mr Children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being a mother is never an easy task, what is more being a 14 year old mother? An age where i was still clinging to my parents' arms, not having any knowledge of making babies. An age where everyone is in skool studying, completing their compulsory education.*AWARE!! SPOILER AHEAD if u haf the intention of watching japanese drama '14 year old mother'* Not for tis 14 year old gal, Miki-chan who actually quitted her skool and also risked her life in order to give birth to a baby girl, Sora-chan.. altho it's not as nice compared to the japanese drama '1 litre of tears', it is a definately a must watch drama.. =D.. LOL tat jus made me an inch closer to be a movie critic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, it maybe true that i ain't one the most obedient son in the world. It is definately TRUE wif all my doings!! I am not even a mile close to being one. Deniable to say, it is my parents' responsibillities to raise me up and for me to lead an honest living without my parents encumber me from reaching my dreams is my own prerogative, but it would be fucking wrong for me to haf the mindsets of repaying my parents' love and what they have given me isnt' a requirement. They would jus hafta to sort out a way to feed themselves. - This is so so so fucking wrong.. It was when i came across reading a blog.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life would be even more miserable becoming my mom.. I would be puking blood to haf a son like me.. LOL.. seriously.. u wouldn't wanna know what i have done.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069980464790260594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RlwwXu3-S3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/rZgytt4grTY/s400/my+mum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mom -too old 4 that, aren't u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069983943713770370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RlwziO3-S4I/AAAAAAAAALE/gyEZHS8I69M/s400/mum+n+dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom and Dad - they'll soon get charged for vandalism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All in all, I seriously owe my life to not only my mom but also my dad altho the whole post is more to maternal side.. Maybe i would haf a post bout paternal.. LOL.. Words can't really describe how thankful i am to them eventhough i may seem to be an asshole sometimes.. Last but not least, sorry for all the trouble caused...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*This whole post thingy will surely book me a place in heaven rite?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-5630709329877166219?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5630709329877166219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=5630709329877166219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/5630709329877166219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/5630709329877166219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/05/gomennasai-okasan.html' title='Gomennasai, Okasan'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RlwwXu3-S3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/rZgytt4grTY/s72-c/my+mum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-4814560092298615578</id><published>2007-05-23T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T03:33:56.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Instead of burning the midnite oil, i went to sleep very early because for me to contemplate studying, it's like asking me to choose my future wife. A toilsome task and it takes ages for me to actually settle down n start flipping through my revision books.. So off i went to my bed after 'Heroes'... it was fucking good.. lovin it.. Neway, OINK OINK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was 4 am in the morning when i looked at my hp.. woke up wif a purpose.. STUDY? ahh, give me a break, forget it.. As expected, my dad was right in front of the idiot box with his eyes slightly opened.. AC Milan 1 Liverpool 0 *farkkkk*.. So much of being a liverpool fan, i din even know who was in the starting line-up.. With disappointment, went back to sleep, not wanting to watch the rest of the game. OINK OINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6:45 am... Gosh.. had a really well sleep.. And guess what i dreamt about? One of the most stupid dream i came across. The 1st prize goes to my sis - Godzilla menyerang KL.. and this is mine.. It started with my family and i were on our way to my aunt's place for a dinner if i am not mistaken. As we were about to reach, someone's hp rang. It was my mom's..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mom: Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Auntie :........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mom: What? Police raiding ur house right now looking for John?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Auntie:.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mom: He's wanted by the police for extorting sweets from people? What on earth are u talkin bout?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Auntie: .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sis: Yeah... alwaiz smokes also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: ..... *punches my sis and alights from the car*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*OK.. that doesn't make sense at all..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st - instead of my house, y would the police raid my aunt's house? some infernal affairs thingy? And I suppose the police has nth better 2 do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2nd - y would i wanna extort sweets? well, maybe i was too despo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd - i don't know y my sis said tat.. and i am pretty sure she won't in reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4th - i wouldn't punch my sis even IF she said such a thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So now that i was wanted by the police, I had no choice but to escape and hide.. din wanna get busted and ended up behind the bars though i din do a shit.. Ran all the way down as fast as my legs could carry me to the nearby playground which was a stones throw away.. *as if the police couldn't find me only*.. Anyway, sat alone in the playground in the state of shock.. lit a ciggy and took a few puffs until a old lady came out of nowhere, alerting me that the police were coming after me.. assisting me to escape and she even planned an escape route for me.. wtf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So we ended up in KFC, Jaya Jusco Maluri.. *What a place!! I din't know y we chose KFC and how we ended up there..we walked? we drove? we flew? I don't know and i don't give a damn.. at least her masterplan did work* And guess what the fark did we talk about? COUNTER STRIKE (CS).. WTFFF?? seriously wtf? And suprisingly we got along very well.. wtf again? Then my nightmare inched nearer and nearer to me as i spotted a troupe of police wandering around with this on their hands...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068164050106338130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RlW8We3-S1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/PyV0TN81zIQ/s400/Me+wanted.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;John Chai wanted!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This time i couldn't run anymore as there were police everywhere even in front of the main entrance.. They went from table to table asking for me.. For that moment, it really sent chills down my spine.. Finally, my tbl they reached and what i did was i took my drink and covered up my face as if i was drinking.. *stupid enuf to do tat* And one of the police asked the old lady if she saw this guy, pointing at the poster.. "Nope!! said the old lady." Pheww.. thank god.. very relieved.. BUT came this gatal police who actually snatched my drinks away from me.. *GONE and HL d*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the police started gathering around my tbl as if there's a party goin on wif one of them asking for my IC.. Feeling reluctant, i took my wallet out and gave him an IC.. HE said "Hmm, nama awak Yee Meng Moon ye?" I was like "HUH??" He replied "Takpe, we cakap kat balai!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOOOOO... THEN....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"John, time to get up!!! You are already late for skool..," shouted my mom.. LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I swear it was stated Yee Meng Moon in that IC and i haf no idea y... and i am despo to meet this old lady* Hope too see her again in my dream later.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-4814560092298615578?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4814560092298615578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=4814560092298615578' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4814560092298615578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/4814560092298615578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-run.html' title='On the run'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RlW8We3-S1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/PyV0TN81zIQ/s72-c/Me+wanted.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-3693967745364086242</id><published>2007-05-20T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T05:25:33.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Despo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- LiF3 $uX - says:&lt;br /&gt;ehhh.. wat differentiates a famaous blogger from the otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;naixoais says:&lt;br /&gt;the way they blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- LiF3 $uX - says:&lt;br /&gt;lolll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;naixoais says:&lt;br /&gt;haha serious&lt;br /&gt;naixoais says:&lt;br /&gt;famous bloggers draw you in...they make their everyday life funny and interesting&lt;br /&gt;naixoais says:&lt;br /&gt;that's how they get so many people to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- LiF3 $uX - says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... while spastic david makes us emo&lt;br /&gt;- LiF3 $uX - says:&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;naixoais says:&lt;br /&gt;no haha&lt;br /&gt;naixoais says:&lt;br /&gt;his one makes himself emo&lt;br /&gt;naixoais says:&lt;br /&gt;and makes us laugh at him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- LiF3 $uX - says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;naixoais says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you go promote your blog everywhere la lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- LiF3 $uX - says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.. no need.. still need 2 work on tat..&lt;br /&gt;- LiF3 $uX - says:&lt;br /&gt;da way i blog..&lt;br /&gt;- LiF3 $uX - says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLLL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;naixoais says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;naixoais says:&lt;br /&gt;cock&lt;br /&gt;naixoais says:&lt;br /&gt;your blog consider ok already lol every few post got pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am flattered all thanks 2 aaron.. Wheee.. my blog is considered OK altho deep down inside my heart, i know it deserves more than an OK.. lol.. Neway, was curious to know what actually differentiates a famous blogger than the otherwise.. Fate?*according 2 ewa* Topics? Pics? More to pics wif birthday suits?.. If that's wat it takes, then i won't be hesitate to upload naked pics of mine.. *Despo and gross* Well, desperate times call for desperate measures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When everyone is busy wif their fame n glory shit, comes a critic saying "What differentiates a good blogger than the otherwise is ethics.. Err.. I really don't know wat the hell her problem is but i hate it when i hafta agree to it.. She seriously gets on my nerves sometimes.. period here period there.. everywhere period.. Enuf blood ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since spastic david posted entry bout his father's 3rd son.. So i shall post bout my father's 2nd daugther.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Introducinggggg......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067721217503284034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RlQpmO3-S0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/MYfohFO63so/s400/Cherrie18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cherrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067720770826685234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RlQpMO3-SzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/el4ZBLQsyaM/s400/Cherrie12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't hit me.. I did nth wrong.. jus a few holes digged, and a few pars of slippers munched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067720397164530466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RlQo2e3-SyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Kuz_ruM-35I/s400/Cherrie13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067719705674795794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RlQoOO3-SxI/AAAAAAAAAKM/YguABYEEgY4/s400/Cherrie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Scaredy dog.. during festive season, CNY wif all the bing bing bang bang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067719220343491330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RlQnx-3-SwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0_YhsIT9Yak/s400/Cherrie%27s+past+time.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fav past time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067717579665984242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RlQmSe3-SvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lvC5H8C9rBk/s400/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jus after bath..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-3693967745364086242?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/3693967745364086242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/3693967745364086242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/05/despo.html' title='Despo'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RlQpmO3-S0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/MYfohFO63so/s72-c/Cherrie18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-2546664696743112057</id><published>2007-05-17T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T07:50:03.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow and Slower!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once upon a time, there was a family of four living in a place named Cheras.. They alwaiz have dinner together in the dining hall.. During one of the dinners,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : Not gonna wait for sis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mom : She'll be late today.. Eat 1st.. So when is the new form sixers coming in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : Errr.. they came in d.. last Tuesday.. The amount is a lil disappointing.. only 40 of them to make up 5 classes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dad : Yeah.. VI's standard has been deteriorating nowadays.. Tat's y noone wans to go to ur skool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : ..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mom : Yeah.. Hard to earn a living.. No money to go to college and university..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : ........... *stoned*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dad : ............*stunned*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : Huh? What talking u? Isn't it the other way round? No money go coll or uni then more will go for form 6.. And what's that to do wif lil ppl coming to my skool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mom : ..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*After a long pause of silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mom : LOL.. Yeah, exactly.. what i said is totally upside down.. *chuckle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkk.. looks like my mom is kind of slow.. I, myself is considered slow but for me to point my fingers at others, they must be real damn slow.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dad : What i said earlier is true unlike ur mom * Nose up in the air*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nose up in the air? What? Err.. Helloo.. it's not like u won the class debate... what's there to be proud off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dad : That's y.. work too much wif a lawyer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mom : My cousin said all lawyers are crooks.. including herself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dad : Sooner or later, u will be one of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mom : &amp;^(&amp;amp;^^%$@#@)(&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dad : (^%*&amp;amp;$*^%$@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : ..... I am done *stands up and walks away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. everything is true except for the part my parents argued.. and really sorry for me to post this up.. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-2546664696743112057?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2546664696743112057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=2546664696743112057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/2546664696743112057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/2546664696743112057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/05/slow-and-slower.html' title='Slow and Slower!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-6227603247587014559</id><published>2007-05-16T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T10:14:29.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faker!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling jobless, went to my folder which is full of junk to view some pics in order to quench my boredom.. As I was goin through the pics in my folder, I found tis really funny.. And on the request of some1..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065187161028840034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rkso4u3-SmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2ApbUdR8jNQ/s400/IMG_0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Don't take my photo arkk!!!" Too much of the idiot box.. couch potato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065187762324261490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rkspbu3-SnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vEiN81_zYVg/s400/IMG_0580.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"OIII!!!! told u not to take my pics!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065188080151841410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkspuO3-SoI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Q5b4PYB8m24/s400/IMG_0581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FCUKSTRATED&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;she finally gave up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's another one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065189686469610162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RksrLu3-SrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GYyS8D99xuA/s400/IMG_0544.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okkk.. scout den vicinity is never clean before until........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065189239793011362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rksqxu3-SqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Tf8uTrHJykc/s400/IMG_0543.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here comes the saviour..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065190197570718402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rksrpe3-SsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/rJmrsluDzD4/s400/IMG_0549.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweep sweep sweep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065190575527840466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rksr_e3-StI/AAAAAAAAAJs/GuQB5dSzlnI/s400/IMG_0552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065190996434635490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkssX-3-SuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/85OV7WgGOrE/s400/IMG_0555.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Job's done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okk.. who would be so damn free to sweep around in a hot afternoon? I jus find it really fake.. Obviously it was the other way round.. First, i collected the rubbish from the litter bin and scattered it around.. Then, went n 'sabor' a broom and a dustpan from the nearby class.. Next is where my actings come in, sweep sweep sweep.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If it isn't for my moral project, i would be fucking sleeping at home, dreaming of Jessica Alba lying next to me on my own bed. How I wish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neway, totally agree wif most of the comments.. the best entry i haf read so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2007/05/two_years.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2007/05/two_years.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-6227603247587014559?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/6227603247587014559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=6227603247587014559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/6227603247587014559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/6227603247587014559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/05/faker.html' title='Faker!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rkso4u3-SmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2ApbUdR8jNQ/s72-c/IMG_0579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-306061370014314230</id><published>2007-05-11T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T02:31:40.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood : Emo&lt;br /&gt;Song : Cry and Only Hope by Mandy Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like whenever you listen to the songs u used to listen a lot in da past, they remind u exactly how u felt once. It happens to me all the time.. round the clock whenever i come across to songs which was sent by my ex-gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, I was such a dumbass. Very very very.. It was supposed to be a suprise dinner for my friend whose birthday was on thursday. I was invited to the dinner without her knowledge. As expected, i accidentally told her indirectly tat i would be goin by asking her to bring cds for me. lol.. i tried my best to cover up after tat but in vain.. she brought the cds for me.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to Halo Cafe in Connaught for 2nd round and it was really fantastic.. we pulled a prank on the birthday gal saying that we were heading to Michelle's house but instead, we all ended up in Halo Cafe.. How? * all well planned till i din realise* This cunning fox asked me to stop at the 7-11 as she said she wanna purchase something. Came back wif 1 can drink. OKKKKK.. 1 can drink? Helloooo.. is the 'chauffeur' dead?&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, "Oh, i forgot to bring my house keys.. As i was buying something, i oni realised that the house keys are not wif me.. Don't worry, my sis is on her way back.. Jus need to hang on there.. Err.. We jus go to any cafe nearby to 'yum cha' 1st ler.. "*Trust me her acting i must say could bag herslef an oscar and jus in case u need any plot to assassinate the President of United States, don't be hesitate to ask for her help*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As we stepped into the cafe, every1 started singing birthday song. Though it was a lil akward as ppl from other tbl were staring at us.. I felt like goin to their faces and shout, " Ape tengok tengok? Ade hutang kar? Ta alak tengok org birthday kar?" LOL.. 7 of us there and we were ought to finish the whole cake.. I got to eat 1/4 of the cake and i was the oni one who finished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063717160605666962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkXv7cjzTpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/466kzailwLs/s400/IMG_3358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Credits to Mel who doesn't know how 2 to take picture..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063718419031084706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkXxEsjzTqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OPQYfNROfXU/s400/IMG_3360.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hapie Belated Burfday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U know those cafe where they haf singer performing and u can actually dedicate songs.. It started with this gatal Mel and Michelle 'helped' ' Kim Boss' to dedicate song to 'Da Da'... It jus din end there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mel : Can you pass me the paper and pencil? I wanna dedicate song to my bf.. He's very obidient today * Meaning normally he isn't? LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm.. 'sounds fishy' was wat I told Michelle.. As wat i expected.. Not for her bf, Derrick but..... The song were 'Superwoman' dedicated to Michelle by me.. And those singers were not jus singers.. more like a DJ for radio station.. and they started to talk cock bout me and michelle which was funny i suppose.. Every1 there laughed and i jus followed*coz i dun understand a shit what they were talking about as it was all mandarin... *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nth much after tat.. Sent Michelle and Jasmine home.. Went home and watched 'A walk to remember'.. Well, i know it's a lil to late to blog this but better late than never.. And i haf watched it a few times be4.. This movie really drives me crazie.. Got emo everytime i watch it.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063723822099943090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkX1_MjzTrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/oToh8EEbb3Y/s400/photo_main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perfect Match.. Everything seems so perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063724470640004802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkX2k8jzTsI/AAAAAAAAAIk/k6rEhj_t7mw/s400/1_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Awwww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063724822827323090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkX25cjzTtI/AAAAAAAAAIs/lEUGDp3B5Xc/s400/1_09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-306061370014314230?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/306061370014314230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=306061370014314230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/306061370014314230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/306061370014314230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-again.html' title='Happy Birthday Again!!!'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkXv7cjzTpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/466kzailwLs/s72-c/IMG_3358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-6768901462679961378</id><published>2007-05-10T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T01:49:47.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkPRx8jzTdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YXMLagy9rBs/s1600-h/IMG_3340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063121062094654930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkPRx8jzTdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YXMLagy9rBs/s400/IMG_3340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Child abuse.. Errr.. teenage abuse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063212136876166738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkQknMjzTlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/JtzdtkFbwCE/s400/IMG_3341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Signs of abuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063122049937133042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkPSrcjzTfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/VIga2vUlTOA/s400/IMG_3342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cigarette butt? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Noone can actually bare to imagine what I have been through all these while.. NOONE.. With all the blades and cigarette butts.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obviously NOT.. lol.. it's jus that noone will believe if i say i have been hunting for a dog for the past 3 days in Puncak Jalil. Furthermore, it's more convincing to say it's abuse.. LOL.. Well, it all started when i received a call right after my MUET speaking exam. Teacher Joanne? Oh God, I smell fish.. A name would never pop up on my cell phone screen unless something unpleasant happens. Should I answer? Should I not? Well, curiosity kills the cat and I answered the call, hoping that this time it would be something different like money falling from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me : Hello teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Teacher : Yes John, I need ur help...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh damn.. HL d*terpancing* After all the explanation - A dog which was abused in the past was adopted by a friend of my teacher from the SPCA. And this fucking bitch ( i mean the dog ) escaped from house wouldn't wanna go home.. IDIOT.. well, after all the torture and abusion, it is not only afraid of humans but also its own species. Besides its right ear and eye were cut, its right leg was tied with barb wires. Who would be such an asshole to do that? Physco..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, attended a dinner in Overseas wif my aunts and uncles wif bruises all over my hands and legs. Again, can't resist..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063207545556127234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkQgb8jzTgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/f5zp5sbYwMw/s400/IMG_3343.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Special Seafood Combination Platter.. Isn't that 4 season shit thingy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063208172621352466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkQhAcjzThI/AAAAAAAAAHM/vVChOkrjXbI/s400/IMG_3344.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hong Kong Style Whole Suckling Pig.. OKK.. hopefully no Malay reads my blog.. Allow me to elaborate on this food.. It was some shit in between the piece of the pork and the 'mantao'..  LOL.. it was my first time encountering suckling pig which comes in sandwiches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063209078859451938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkQh1MjzTiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZfhizFXs8fs/s400/IMG_3346.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Steamed Tiger Grouper.. This tastes nice.. Vey much like crab meat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063210728126893618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkQjVMjzTjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2Javf1hLty4/s400/IMG_3347.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deep fried piglet ribs.. Pork again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yah.. It took ages for the food to come.. My cousin was wondering as there were only four tables occupied in the whole restaurant.. "What? Waiting for the duck to come out from the egg ar?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063211621480091202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkQkJMjzTkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/qNZhyPKiqKQ/s400/IMG_3352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Braised Goose Webs with Vege&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I was enjoying tis dish so much, my cousin stopped eating out of a sudden and said to me " I am worried bout you." "Why? I replied." "The next morning u wake up u might find ur hands with webs like donald duck," he said.. LOLL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063213854863085154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkQmLMjzTmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gvWotzu8IG8/s400/IMG_3354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Yau Mak wif scallops.. Nth specal bout this dish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063214396028964466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkQmqsjzTnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/nWimkG1tIk4/s400/IMG_3355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fried 'Min Sin' = Fried Mee String.. direct translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063214967259614850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkQnL8jzToI/AAAAAAAAAIE/uZXMVqlZb8A/s400/IMG_3357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desserts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There goes RM 800++.. My stomach was not even half filled.. Damn.. Rather ask my dad to spend me a meal in Jln Alor and the rest save it for me to buy new hp.. *sounds so kiamsap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-6768901462679961378?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/6768901462679961378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=6768901462679961378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/6768901462679961378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/6768901462679961378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/05/hectic-day.html' title='Hectic day'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RkPRx8jzTdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YXMLagy9rBs/s72-c/IMG_3340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-7817096582534548713</id><published>2007-05-06T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T02:55:10.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Press Freedom Day ( Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rj38kMjzTbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/c_Dewb7EsbA/s1600-h/IMG_3280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061479255011184050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rj38kMjzTbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/c_Dewb7EsbA/s400/IMG_3280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Great performance.. enuf said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wasn't really there for the whole day.. oni when the gigs were performing there.. to be exact.. oni be there for Mei-Chern. At least she kept her promise to be there.. Worth every single drop of my sweat. Could actaully feel that the sweat was exuding from my skin wetting my whole body. Neway, thought would be late, ran all the way to CM from Plaza Rakyat station with a ciggy between my fingers.. *pancit*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a guy named Pak Pandir performing when i reached.. He was one kind of a joker.. same as Sei Hon but jus that all his songs are in malay. Felling rather uneasy, i went to a random CIJ member *who later i got to know tat she's a friend of my sis' lecturer* and asked if Mei Chern had already performed. "Nope," she answered. "YAHOOOO," i shouted.............. in my heart.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then my sis and her 'friend' arrived and joined. Jus after Pak Pandir was Mei-Chern.. rite on time. Played a few songs including 'Do You See Me like You?' , Breathe', 'My Time' and even Kau Ilhamku by Mambai.. GUESS WAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061488618039889346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rj4FFMjzTcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/hYukm7FrMhY/s400/IMG_3288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and Mei-Chern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get to haf a picture wif her after her performance.. Well, it took HELL loads of guts for me to approach her for a picture. And her mom offered me Mei-Chern's cd.. and i refused.. HOW STUPID? SERIOUSSLY.. feel like shooting my own head.. ARGHHHH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nth much.. din wait for my sis' lecturer, Azmyl Yunor to perform. but went home straight. He was rushing from the airport to CM when my sis msged him.. LMAO.. saw him performing once in The Curve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and he's another funny guy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S : Keep on rocking Mei-Chern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-7817096582534548713?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7817096582534548713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=7817096582534548713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/7817096582534548713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/7817096582534548713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/05/world-press-freedom-day-part-2.html' title='World Press Freedom Day ( Part 2)'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rj38kMjzTbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/c_Dewb7EsbA/s72-c/IMG_3280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-7028245612805350775</id><published>2007-05-05T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T07:22:48.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Press Freedom Day ( Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mom, I am goin out for a movie!" said John the spoilt brat, breaking the silence of the living room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With who?" my mom replied wif a question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ewa they all ler, to Times square," he uterred quickly to prevent more questions to be asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Every journey begins with a single step. So when are you gonna start studying?" my mom asked... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" I am telling you that i will not be there forever to spoon feed you. You are big enough to think of your own future. BLA BLA BLA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" I don't know.. when the time comes?" John answered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's the convo between my mom and me.. It has been goin for the past few years and i bet it will continue. LOL.. totally a norm to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, went to watch Spiderman-3 wif ewa and lai shan.*Sorry Nicks and Spastic David for jacking both of u*.. Movie at 2:30. That was what i was told and so I did my best to buzz my ass to Times Square. I was reluctant to go at 1st coz I was still sleeping when some1 woke me up. Thinking that i would be getting up later to check out the World Press Freedom Day event organized by CIJ (centre of independence journalist) * something like tat* in CM, i woke up without hesitation. I promised myself not to miss the film screening again as i had already missed it early tis year. I knew i definitely gonna be late for the film screening but i jus hoped that i could make it.. at least half of the film....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it din appear to be the way it was expected to be... movie was delayed to 3 pm and that 30 mins meant a lot to me.. I might be late but now my wish went down the drain.. jus like glass shattered all over the floor.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neway, spiderman was good though da screen might be a bit BIG to me.. u know who i am reffering to *sape makan cili dier rasa pedas*.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went straight to CM as fast as my legs could carry me after the movie. Unfortunately.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very suprised to meet Ashahari*if i am not mistaken da spelling would be something like tat*, a senior of mine in VI. We did talk alot of craps including Asiaworks.. ok.. i shall leave you all alone to find out what it is.. =D.. It was really akward when Ashahari introduced his friends to me but when time elapsed, we did get along wif each other.. =D..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Before that, met up wif this guy called Saiful Razman who might be one of the CIJ members and he briefed me bout the activities.. Basically, they r jus lazing around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time for the gigs and we went right to the mainstage situated in front of the CM. They are Peter Brown, Kamasutra, Shanon Shah, Carburetor Dung and even Tan Sei Hon. Sei Hon is really a joker.. seriously.. wif his funny songs.. MY GOD.. i burst into laughter. In between, there was a sketch performed by one of the Ashahari's friend and Wayang kadbod by Komuniti Anak Seni Kg. Berembang.. Heard of Kg. Berembeng? Bet u haven't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKK.. due to time constraints, hafta stop here.. Leaving for CM now.. and Mei chern will be performing later.. damnnn.. =D Neway, check out for more bout World Press Freedom Day here:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldpressfreedomday.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.worldpressfreedomday.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758029592906123159-7028245612805350775?l=lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7028245612805350775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758029592906123159&amp;postID=7028245612805350775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/7028245612805350775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758029592906123159/posts/default/7028245612805350775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesuxasalwaiz.blogspot.com/2007/05/world-press-freedom-day-part-1.html' title='World Press Freedom Day ( Part 1)'/><author><name>John Chai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14915642971828097992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/SMNK9hswxII/AAAAAAAAAjo/xbKsdJdNJL8/S220/gEnTiNg+BiO+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758029592906123159.post-1290864659829441280</id><published>2007-05-03T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T08:30:22.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redang Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The procrastinator is back finally with a new blog. Hmmm.. i am seldom called as procrastinator.. very very seldom when it comes to homework. Coz the word 'homework' doesn't even exist in my dictionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neway, went to Redang for a 3 day and 2 nite stay in Laguna Resort wif my family members. A must go resort especially those who r beach or bitch-lovers. A spastic friend of mine actually asked me how the trip was. The convo goes something like this :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Spastic friend : How was the trip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : Fucking steam but boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Spastic friend : Wtf? Fucking steam but boring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : Yeah.. fucking steam but boring.. Imagine yourself sitting on the beach the&lt;br /&gt;whole day sorrounded by bitches. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Spastic friend : LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. here are the pictures&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060730393103387858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtTesjzTNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QS5tmlLXEWs/s400/IMG_2867.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A picture taken by my sis from the plane.. looks very 'heaven' to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It took around 50 minutes for us to arrive at Kuala Terengganu Sultan errr.. Mahmud I Airport if i am not mistaken.. It doesn't really look like an airport to me.. more like Puduraya Bus Terminal to me.. or maybe Chan Sow Lin LRT station.. that's the best i can offer.. LOL.. Well, can't really blame me as it was my first time taking domestic flight wif Air Asia (famous for cheap sikit ppl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took the bus to the jetty where we met up with my aunts and uncles who boarded a bus to Kuala Terengganu. Time flies.. There goes another 1 hour from the airport to the jetty. Not forgettin another 50-minute boat ride from the jetty to Pulau Redang.. buttache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060714153832041554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtEtcjzTFI/AAAAAAAAADs/fhQq6jVRynM/s400/IMG_2876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another picture by my sis in the boat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, Pulau Redang we reached. After all the trouble. Phew, we were led to a waiting hall and a briefing was given by a foreigner worker, probably a Philipino. Things that were highlighted - Beach dancing and snorkeling. Beach dancing? Something like beach party where every1 takes off their thongs and bikini? How i wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having starved from the wee hours till the late afternoon 2 something, we were definitely in hunger. Off we went for our lunch.. I must say the food were not only fantastic but also fucking amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060687726898269058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjssrMjzS4I/AAAAAAAAACE/5L2KZehlzWw/s400/IMG_2892.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG.. i jus couldn't help it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060689006798523298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rjst1sjzS6I/AAAAAAAAACU/Ch7__8yEqyM/s400/IMG_3181.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sausage..Chicken.. Fish.. Squid.. Lamb.. Beef... OMFG.. fucking yummy.. jus not that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060688564416891794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rjstb8jzS5I/AAAAAAAAACM/KEhwox69CKU/s400/IMG_3182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Satay.. My fav..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seen any1 in hunger before? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060747160655711634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtiusjzTZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/rLpDR87hCmg/s400/IMG_2891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My parents during lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060690716195507122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjsvZMjzS7I/AAAAAAAAACc/LyOJB2WQgzo/s400/IMG_2884.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060692588801248210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjsxGMjzS9I/AAAAAAAAACs/lC9jDqe4Hu4/s400/IMG_3183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dinner time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060696106379463666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rjs0S8jzS_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/sQC3NBhXj4M/s400/IMG_3184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Notice that there's not even a picture of me? =( Pity me who had to take all the food and serve my parents.. My sis' job was jus to take pics.. Make me sounds like a connoisseur.. Nahhh.. actually i wasn't around.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BURPPPP... meal's over and guess what? SLEEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060700852318325762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rjs4nMjzTAI/AAAAAAAAADE/2COZ6QZPY9A/s400/IMG_2895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060701380599303186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rjs5F8jzTBI/AAAAAAAAADM/BrydkuRZBgw/s400/IMG_2896.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the whole noon i was sleeping like a pig while my parents were out for a stroll in a beach n my sis went snorkeling.. OINK OINK.. For the1st time, i got to sleep on a bed as there were 4 beds.. =) normally no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was time for dinner which is i think da happiest moment through out the whole trip.. LMAO.. My other aunts and uncles were told that i paid RM 800 something to sleep n eat for the trip.. =X.. Anyway,just rite before dinner, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060711748650355762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtChcjzTDI/AAAAAAAAADc/YNrg3HDIjPQ/s400/IMG_3001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some1 seems to be buying something.. No? Changing coins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060712740787801154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtDbMjzTEI/AAAAAAAAADk/xE9P39ZrdCg/s400/IMG_3011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pool.. The young and arrogant one.. Btw, the table was smaller than the usual one and pretty sux too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060714557558967394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtFE8jzTGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/UeUH-q6L5Qc/s400/IMG_3008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The experienced and humble one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060715236163800178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtFscjzTHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/7p9H994wokk/s400/IMG_3021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Son : You are going down, dad.. You gonna lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dad : We'll see.... Things might change drastically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Son : Oh really? LMAO.. Loser pays for the tbl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dad : Deal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, I won.. it's alwaiz like tis.. Devil alwaiz wins..&lt;br /&gt;After dinner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060718006417706130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtINsjzTJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/mqdoVipEsrg/s400/IMG_3190.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Football time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess what my mom actually said when she looked at tis pic? Looking and waiting for the durian to drop.. WTF?&lt;br /&gt;Rainin cats and dogs and we couldn't get back to our room.. stranded in the lobby but thank god there was a singin performance by 4 philipinino singers.. genre? all oldies.. but they were freakin gud..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060731509794884834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtUfsjzTOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7ITkKMIIRAg/s400/IMG_3188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The next day, had breakfast and time 4 snorkeling again.. travelled to a marine park which was a stone's throw away.. BY BOATS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060719990692596898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtKBMjzTKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/29eXIQZUE-c/s400/IMG_3088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060720884045794482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtK1MjzTLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/OkuqDjOl61Q/s400/IMG_3100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fishessss.. All types even Nemo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suprisingly the fishes were not afraid of anyone. They jus swam pass u like no1's business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stupid corals. My foot was fucking bleeding becoz of them.. Worse still, soaked in salty sea water.. But it did pay off well.. A hot chick actually stunned when she saw my foot bleeding profusely.. ( Macho nyer aku) LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to our resort, had our lunch and nth much we could do but jus to take a saunter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060733859141995762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtWocjzTPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kvJmzrgdG8E/s400/IMG_2899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060747856440413602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtjXMjzTaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NlF-3ZiJFU8/s400/IMG_2952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diving centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060737260756094242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtZucjzTSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/roXCeKWgxBQ/s400/IMG_2957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;View of the beach from the diving centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060738046735109426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtacMjzTTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LoMaxb6L0fk/s400/IMG_2978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After hours of wandering along the beach, we finally came to this, beach dancing.. Now i get a picture what beach danceing means.. not those stripping to our birthday suits eh? LOL.. It was so funny watching those monkeys dancing. However, sooner it attracted more and more ppl and it seemed to catch every1's attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060735134747282690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtXysjzTQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CcdAIjJgjUQ/s400/IMG_2937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monkeys dancing frantically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060721622780169410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtLgMjzTMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ay1KLyfJukI/s400/IMG_3121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nite view of the beach.. Ignore tat idiot there doing 'Hakka Dance" lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060743033192140130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/Rjte-cjzTWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4XeW-JPMtGQ/s400/IMG_3194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Laguna Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060740035304967490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtcP8jzTUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/I49zfpZ2kIA/s400/IMG_3199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The famous more more tea inn (mo mo cha)... It was built jus exactly the one in the movie 'Summer Holiday' which was filmed in our very own Island, Redang Island.. Speaking about the movie, they actually haf a channel which kept on playing the movie over and over again 24/7.. LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Morning call 6:30.. wtf?.. It was my sis' idea.. watching the sunrise..oh goshh.. Give me a break.. Thank god my father and I din even bother to wake up. My mom did try to wake me up but in vain... This is the results they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060741259370646866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NS6hxvVeNw/RjtdXMjzTVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xwgGH-ulFsY/s400/IMG_3206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we packed our things n loitered the whole morning in the lobby.. jobless.. Then we headed back to KL jus like how we came.. 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