<?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-124026371018254935</id><updated>2012-01-31T07:34:34.974+08:00</updated><category term='leisure'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Ｆｏｏｄ'/><category term='Jrock Hype'/><category term='CNY visiting'/><category term='sports'/><category term='Festivals'/><title type='text'>The Past Behind Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3404084651088119474</id><published>2009-08-08T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T01:02:23.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Findings</title><content type='html'>I was checking on the internet about &lt;a href="http://www.ecureme.com/emyhealth/data/Blood_Clot_in_the_Brain.asp"&gt;blood clot in the brain&lt;/a&gt;. Then suddenly under the similiar condition, there was depression. So I clicked onto it, because I'm a depressed person myself... According to &lt;a href="http://www.ecureme.com/emyhealth/data/Depression.asp"&gt;http://www.ecureme.com/emyhealth/data/Depression.asp&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms of depression are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; General depression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Lack of energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Lowered mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Hopelessness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Difficulty with concentration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Difficulty making decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ecureme.com/emyhealth/data/Anxiety.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anxiety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sleeping too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ecureme.com/emyhealth/data/Insomnia.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Insomnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Loss of interest in sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Change of appetite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Loss of interest in work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Severe depression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Suicidal thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Anorexia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Agitation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I have 11 or 12 symptoms out of the above mentioned 17. What an interesting finding before I head to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you suspect this condition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Seek treatment as soon as                      possible.  Depression is a medical illness just like                      any other, and there is no reason to suffer from it.                       If you have suicidal thoughts, you need immediate emergency                      treatment -- it may be                  life-threatening! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm supposed to online to check my mail because I forgotten the venue for tomorrow's Famine30 training. Sigh. I enjoy the meetings, but General Meeting 3 times a week is CRAZY! Ok, maybe I'm really giving a thought to quit. People start to complain me being too busy d. I also din expect it'll turn out this way. Sorry for all the inconveniences caused. Sigh.... The saddest case would be, on my birthday, I have class from 8am til 6.30pm. And then I will be having my COS weekly Games Group meeting at night. Won't be home in time to celebrate my birthday with family members. Even on the 17th nite also cannot celebrate because I have a goddamn COS General Meeting. Hopefully no meetings during the day. YEC food carnival on 19th Aug somemore. So there's only Monday (day time), Thursday (day time) and Friday(full day) free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin also dulan because I'm too busy to celebrate my birthday with him :( Since he wanna belanja me lunch, but I don't know what to eat. He said no more Sushi Zanmai. And he so damn choosy with food. Sigh... Give me headache on what and where to eat. I'm supposed to go to Dessert's Bar with him tomorrow because they are giving 50% off the menu!! Dammit... And Famine 30 training has to be tomorrow, and written in email.. attendance is COMPULSORY. He damn fed up of me having meetings when he wanna go out with me. I feel awfully bad and sorry to everyone now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-3404084651088119474?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3404084651088119474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3404084651088119474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3404084651088119474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3404084651088119474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/08/interesting-findings.html' title='Interesting Findings'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-7551349136838711905</id><published>2009-07-15T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:55:11.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy week</title><content type='html'>Tired. Very very tired.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been sleeping enough for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;The Summer Camp organised by the Chinese Cultural Society was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Met some new friends.&lt;br /&gt;I probably see it as another chance to get to know the committees.&lt;br /&gt;They're always having fun.&lt;br /&gt;How envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my whole day was only about meetings.&lt;br /&gt;Had YEC meeting from 8.30am til 2.00pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then had lunch with Kenny at Sri Hartamas Kim Gary.&lt;br /&gt;By 5.00pm, I'm at HELP's hostel.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for other group members to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Had a hard time discussing the proposal and the activity flow.&lt;br /&gt;Our proposal ended up finishing at 10pm something.&lt;br /&gt;Then started to learn the dance moves from Hannah Montana.&lt;br /&gt;Even us having a hard time remembering the dance moves,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long will it take for the campers to learn later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely we'll be going to Bukit Tinggi to serve~&lt;br /&gt;The logo looks so nice!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the T-shirt printing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm starting to fall sick again.&lt;br /&gt;My nose is running again! ="=&lt;br /&gt;I wonder it I got it from Vin's house since his bro had a severe flu case.&lt;br /&gt;His grandaunt say long time din see me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to Jack's house since he's also staying near Vin's house.&lt;br /&gt;Omg. His house. Damn rich kid.&lt;br /&gt;His house has so many chairs =,="&lt;br /&gt;Being so rich, he has no internet at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will always be very complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;It's sad to know that the things that you do are not supported by others.&lt;br /&gt;So he chose to ignore the people, and does what he can.&lt;br /&gt;For me, I don't choose sides.&lt;br /&gt;I barely even know these people.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy sleepy....&lt;br /&gt;Next week is the last week of my sem break.&lt;br /&gt;How sad... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-7551349136838711905?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7551349136838711905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=7551349136838711905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7551349136838711905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7551349136838711905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-week.html' title='Busy week'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-1205979998851454746</id><published>2009-06-30T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:26:28.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Sem Break</title><content type='html'>Makes me sound like I was very free in my past sem breaks. Ok ok la. Sometimes got work, sometimes stay home, sometimes got holiday. But this sem is unusual. Now I'm having activities in college like every week. Having to attend camps, training sessions, meetings and some club activities. I sound so busy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago I was asked by Kenny to attend a committee meeting for YEC. Then I thought like since I've got nothing to do, might as well just do him a favor and attend lo. First day of meeting, the damn shuttle bus driver tells the students that his bus cannot have students standing. And he was like whining and saying some stuff la. I couldn't listen clearly because I was on my MP3. So we were trying to get onto the bus. Then suddenly, just when I was about to get up. The driver say, CANNOT COME IN! I went WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting was at 8am. I was at the bus at 8am. I sms-ed Kenny in advance that I was waiting for the bus. Then I think I heard somebody calling my name but I couldn't see who. Kenny was in the bus. He asked the driver to let me go up. SO nice of him! When I got in, eh, the damn bus still got plenty of seat lo! Can sit like another 10 more people. Then the bus driver said, "Wanna complain? Go complain to the office!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to jot down some stuff at the meeting, something like minutes. I wasn't aware that the club doesn't have enough committee members. Suddenly during election of committee, I became secretary. Wah.... =,=" Big responsibility. Kenny say propose that I become secretary after his long observation. What observation? =,= The only thing I did for him was to help him out at the campus tour. He said he saw me joining other activities. I see. I'm getting along with some of the committee with the help of MSN. Walala... the wonders of online communication. One guy actually looked a bit like my cousin who's studying in Monash U at Aus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahh.. Now all the new people that I know are younger than me.. sobsob..... Now I'm getting to know a lot of psychology students. Because of the Chinese Cultural Society (CCS) and their sub-society, Community Outreach Society (COS). The people I know starts from the year borned in 1988, some 1990. So I know some juniors from Foundation, who happened to be March intakes as well. Yeah~ I feel so old :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy sem-break to me. Hope I have time for the long overdue paintball game ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-1205979998851454746?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1205979998851454746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=1205979998851454746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1205979998851454746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1205979998851454746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-sem-break.html' title='Busy Sem Break'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-6950635940223269899</id><published>2009-06-30T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:31:29.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets of My Birthdate? *LOL*</title><content type='html'>You were born on &lt;b&gt;18th&lt;/b&gt; of &lt;b&gt;August&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;1987&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;b&gt;::&lt;/b&gt; Romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::&lt;/b&gt; Idealistic and need a reason to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::&lt;/b&gt; Strong Family bond are important to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::&lt;/b&gt; Their decisions are driven by their emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::&lt;/b&gt; Like to help and take care others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::&lt;/b&gt; Loyal and a good teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::&lt;/b&gt; Love musics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::&lt;/b&gt; Loyal to those who are serious in relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::&lt;/b&gt; Need to learn what can and can't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous people that share your personalities : &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albert_Einstein" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=108025009531&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=dcd9e374a3e4af9202598a7b014b82f9&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;"&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jane_Seymour" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=108025009531&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=dcd9e374a3e4af9202598a7b014b82f9&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;"&gt;Jane Seymour&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Denver" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=108025009531&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=dcd9e374a3e4af9202598a7b014b82f9&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;"&gt;John Denver&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meryl_Streep" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=108025009531&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=dcd9e374a3e4af9202598a7b014b82f9&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;"&gt;Meryl Streep&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Columbus" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=108025009531&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=dcd9e374a3e4af9202598a7b014b82f9&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;"&gt;Christopher Columbus&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goldie_Hawn" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=108025009531&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=dcd9e374a3e4af9202598a7b014b82f9&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;"&gt;Goldie Hawn&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A quiz from Facebook. Hmm... probably true to a certain degree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-6950635940223269899?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6950635940223269899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=6950635940223269899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6950635940223269899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6950635940223269899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/06/secrets-of-my-birthdate-lol.html' title='Secrets of My Birthdate? *LOL*'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-1756913982788680691</id><published>2009-06-19T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:25:23.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom~</title><content type='html'>AS USUAL, before I start answering my essay questions, I will state out some points on the question paper. Normal right? So as I was brainstorming.. so-called la... I automatically started drawing on the question paper. It was within the 1st half an hour. Probably 15 mins or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, this お婆さん (obaasan) stood in front of me and told me, "This is an exam, why are you drawing?" with a serious look =,= Can you mind your business and I'll mind mine? As long as I'm not cheating, why would you bother if I'm drawing or answering the questions? After all the exam is 3 hours, not 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commotion that she stirred left me with stares and glares from other exam candidates. Hello aunty, this is the exam hall. Don't disturb the peace la. So I kindly told her, with a smile, that drawing helps to calm me down and it's part of my brainstorming. I'm not sure if she heard because I'm down with the flu now. So most likely my voice is distorted already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Miss Chitra was looking at me also. Then smiled. Scary. Then when the exam was about to end then Mr Lye came in. Then he also looked at me with his usual sly face and his sly grim. Then he asked me whether I was sitting for Accounting Theory paper. He seemed to be looking for a student, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. The end of the semester. Happy sem-break to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took Bobo to Vin's house yesterday. Thought we could have Wiley and Bowie playing together. But, mana tau... Wiley was so fierce! Before Bobo can even touched him, Wiley's already on self-defence mode d. Then the butt itchy Vin kept disturbing Wiley with Bobo. Letting Wiley making those "psssst... pssst!!" sound. His grandma also complained about him LOL. Then finally we put Bobo in the toilet. And then because Bobo was out of sight for a moment, Wiley was back to his normal cuddly face. He is so cute that he showed us his sad kitten cat eyes. OMG. So freaking cute~.~ Like the Puss in Boots from Shrek. He damn know how to act cute XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-1756913982788680691?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1756913982788680691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=1756913982788680691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1756913982788680691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1756913982788680691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/06/freedom.html' title='Freedom~'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5374750270987689849</id><published>2009-06-12T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:06:01.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>精辩--第二届精英杯全国中学话语辩论比赛 - 1st day</title><content type='html'>In case you're wondering, what the heck am I writing in my title, it simply means - 2nd (national) Chinese debate competition organized by HELP's very own Chinese Cultural Society (CCS). So-called HELP Cup (it's written like this in Chinese).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although most of the competing schools are from Chinese Independent schools, there are also some government schools like SMK Taman S.E.A., SMK Seri Sentosa, SMK Seri Saujana, SMK Kepong Baru, SMK Taman Desa. There are a few gov schools I left out because I don't know the BM wordings for it. And there are some very weird school names like 大城堡 (Big Castle). How am I to translate for this? SMK Castle Besar wahahahaha... paiseh, forgotten the BM word for castle. Another government school is 吉隆坡公教中学 (Catholic High School?) and 新民国民型中学。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have participating Chinese schools like 新山宽柔中学 (Johor Bahru Foon Yew High School), 宽柔中学古来分校，吉隆坡坤成中学 (KL Kuen Cheng High School), 吉隆坡循人中学 (KL Tsun Jin High School), 吉隆坡中华独中 (KL Chong Hwa High School), 马六甲培风中学, 霹雳育才独中，芙蓉中华独中，居銮独中，巴生滨华独中，吉隆坡尊孔独中，吉兰丹中华独中，森美兰芙蓉振华中学，巴生光华独中，巴株吧辖华仁独中，大山脚日新独中。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm lucky because I managed to witness my high school CHKL (group B.. din get to watch group A in action) competing in the final round of the day. They were against 华仁独中。It was quite fascinating since I've never attended any live debate competitions before. I'm the cameraman for today (and tmr). But the bad side about this two teams is that they did not interact with each other that much (in terms of turning the opposition's points against them) but instead they hang on to each of their point of view on the subject. So the judges said that there wasn't any "fireworks" and it turned cold instead (this sentence damn cold). Damn a lot of history facts and I don't know much of its origins, wahaha, hate history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first round that I watched was quite interesting as it was JB Foon Yew (not Kulai) vs KL Kuen Cheng. Equally good and the debators are so cute!! I also watched SMK Taman S.E.A. vs Tsun Jin High School. Tsun Jin won in the end but their points actually weren't as good as Taman S.E.A but because of their inability to actually further elaborate and also give more examples. Some of the gov schools have good points but they failed their part in either stating the main point too late (almost finishing baru they say their main point), talk too slow (they still got time to give intro, bell rang the minute they wanna enter the main point) or they weren't fluent while giving their points (wasted some time trying to say the right word or pronunciation or rephrase a few times). Taman S.E.A.'s debators were quite agressive especially the boys (except for one, he's only form 2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So most of the contestants are so young!! They are like only in their Form2 or Form 3! I talked to the representative from Tmn SEA, she said coz the seniors wanna give the young ones a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed. Looking forward to tmr's Pre match! Yippie~~ Qualifying round consisted of 32 teams (not 32 schools). Tmr will have 16 teams. Then Sunday would be the semi finals and finals. Damn excited!! yippie~~~ Have to bring 2 cams to college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5374750270987689849?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5374750270987689849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5374750270987689849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5374750270987689849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5374750270987689849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/06/1st-day.html' title='精辩--第二届精英杯全国中学话语辩论比赛 - 1st day'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5075546554107345351</id><published>2009-06-09T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T02:27:38.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>What a shitty MA3 paper.  I got what I wished for, but I forgotten the answers! Shame on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I miss those Sum41 songs! The Hell Song is playing in my head now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Wednesday, I'm free to go find my cute lil' son Wiley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe can even take mum go to Connaught night market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, have to remind myself to read up those books during sem break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July come so soon after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe might go to Bon Odori with fellow Japanese Language classmates. Maybe only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should remind myself to download Tal Bachman songs. Love his version of She's So High and When She Sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go bowling and badminton and cycling. Play water as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to speed but I have to cut down on my petrol expenses. Poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5075546554107345351?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5075546554107345351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5075546554107345351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5075546554107345351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5075546554107345351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-6739210891519765928</id><published>2009-05-31T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:52:13.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a quiet person at heart. Nobody believed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking a lot became a habit after I entered college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a shy person who needs time to get warmed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my English grammar is deteriorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've talk too much nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always talk out of the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I hear people telling me that I'm a smart person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first semester in college being so interactive in classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time lecturers remembering my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time being asked many times to answer questions in tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time taking the new students for a campus tour. Totally calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In college for 4 years (coming to 5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy graduating people :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-6739210891519765928?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6739210891519765928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=6739210891519765928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6739210891519765928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6739210891519765928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-quiet-person-at-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-2830541835696286130</id><published>2009-05-23T14:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:48:01.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day with Wiley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/Shep-rSh7KI/AAAAAAAAAb0/yEQAhl2O7EA/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/Shep-rSh7KI/AAAAAAAAAb0/yEQAhl2O7EA/s320/DSC00150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338922777508441250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First of all, I managed to pass the Community Outreach Society (COS) interview, and I'm now a member of 2009 COS 4th Batch XD A lil' intro on COS. Basically, it's the Projek Langkawi sponsored by MCA. Members of COS would choose a Chinese-based Kampung Baru (新村 / xin cun) or new village (for a direct translation). The meeting was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to leave the meeting early (supposed to have a little discussion with our respective group members and supervisor) because Vin (I think he is very anxious~ so am I) wants to take our &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ok la.. actually is his. I'm just the kai ma)&lt;/span&gt; little Wiley to go for vacination and deworming. But we went to the Petsmore outlet in Connaught and bought some cat stuff like litter crystals (instead of sand), cat shampoo, a toy rat (not many choices to choose from) and a Salmon treat for it. I really doubt that Wiley can even appreciate treats because he's only like 1+ month. Damn small and sibeh cute XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet says that Wiley is in good health, yeah~ so Connaught has vet and petshop, good. We don't even need to travel to Taman Segar, although it's also near his house. One road out and we reach Leisure Mall d ="=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went back to his house, cut Wiley's nails. At first he did the cutting and I try to hold Wiley down. But Wiley was struggling badly and crying non-stop. So I just sat on the floor and he was on the couch, either watching tv or researching on cat training/maintenance. He let me do the nail cutting. Said I was so slow in cutting Wiley's nail. When I first cut the nail Wiley was quiet. He was wondering why Wiley was so quiet. LOL. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe he's jealous&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then not long later Wiley was making noise again. I just let him go walk around then held him again to cut his nails. Suddenly, I smelled something stinky then I checked if Wiley pooped. Nothing in sight, so I continue to cut. I dunno izzit because I cut his nail too deep, then suddenly he was screaming giler (not his usual cry!) then there was foul odor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG =.= really deep shit. Wiley pooped on my skirt ~!@#$%^&amp;amp;*() Vin's grandma was at the dining area preparing the vegetables. But I think she did not notice the poop on my skirt. I screamed "VINCENT!!!!" Then he just looked down from the sofa. Told him to get tissues for me. And he was laughing frantically. He asked me if I needed any shorts to change. Stupid thing kept asking me if if the poop is really stinky !@#$%^&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stayed in the toilet busy cleaning off the poo. Sigh. And he only washed Wiley's butt. And busy laughing in the meantime. Kept teasing me that Wiley will poo on me again. WTH? By the time I finished cleaning my skirt, it looked like I've actually pee-d on my skirt except that the front of my skirt is wet instead of the back zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His grandaunt and grandmother are damn funny ladies! His grandaunt/姨婆/yi po kept asking Vin why take the kitten to the vet din take the grandmother along to give her injection. His grandmother asked, "You think what? I'm some sort of animal ah?" His grandaunt replied,"You're a female pig" LOL!! Then the grandaunt kept talking about giving injections to the grandmother. Since grandaunt is skinny and grandma is fat, grandaunt kept saying give herself a "fat injection" and give the grandma a "skinny injection". Damn cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin offered me his grandma/grandaunt (forgotten who cooked) tom yum fried meehoon. I was thinking, shit, I don't even eat tomyam. But since he scooped out for me and even asked me whether if I eat bean sprouts (he knows I hate vege and tries to force me to eat more vege). Not long later, his brother finally came out from the computer room and asked where's the remaning tomyam fried meehoon. Actually I didn't hear what his brother asked grandma one. It was Vin who told me. No wonder his brother and grandma looked at me &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(somemore used finger and point at me)&lt;/span&gt;. I also feel paiseh because I know his brother is going for Accounting tuition &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Vin say his brother dun even know basic double entry)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I damn paiseh to stay in his house for so long since his whole family is there. No wonder he's always telling me house very crowded, don't let me enter to house even if I wanna borrow toilet zzz Yesterday only I realised I'm just as tall as him mum. I thought she was shorter since she's small size and I always see her from far. His father tall and has a big tummy. Vin even asked me how come his dad din call me salesgirl anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin also very obtuse one. When we were in the car, he asked me if I had anything to do at nite. I said no besides going home to sleep. Then he din say anything after that.Then during the evening in the house, my cousin bro called me up and asked me if I wanna watch movie which starts at 9pm since my brother finishes tuition at 7.20pm. I said ok lo. So we decided to watch Wolverine. Then when I hang up baru that Vin ask me izzit I'm gonna watch movie and with whom I'm gonna watch with. Then only he say,"Then cannot watch Night At The Museum 2 d lo?" I told him if he wants I can cancel the movie date with my cousin and my bro and watch with him instead since until 6.15pm I was still at his house. He said nvm and will watch on Monday. Sampat thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Kerinchi Link, from HELP to Connaught is only 20 mins away. Paying a total of RM2.00 for 2 tolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/Shep3_2Vs3I/AAAAAAAAAbs/ahNgdLRBgAE/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/Shep3_2Vs3I/AAAAAAAAAbs/ahNgdLRBgAE/s320/DSC00147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338922662768259954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/Shepvs7O4pI/AAAAAAAAAbk/1_QK0zyofXs/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/Shepvs7O4pI/AAAAAAAAAbk/1_QK0zyofXs/s320/DSC00146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338922520249557650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/ShepI15yG4I/AAAAAAAAAbc/rgUbSmDCTWQ/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/ShepI15yG4I/AAAAAAAAAbc/rgUbSmDCTWQ/s320/DSC00145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338921852644498306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is wiley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-2830541835696286130?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2830541835696286130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=2830541835696286130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2830541835696286130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2830541835696286130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-with-wiley.html' title='A day with Wiley'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/Shep-rSh7KI/AAAAAAAAAb0/yEQAhl2O7EA/s72-c/DSC00150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-2132690557120333454</id><published>2009-05-19T13:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:38:55.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew~ Finally, no more assignments for this sem. And sadly, Shenba's Acc302 mid-term is on Thursday! Boooo.... Acc301 and Acc304 have already finished the syllabus, just left Shenba's I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was supposed to be a day for me to sleep after submitting the assignment since Selva was on his Vietnam teaching trip. But Steven Liew had to have replacement on this day zzz. So we had a class photo, how nice! But the girls were all standing in front of me. What is wrong with them? As if like the other side dun have space for them to stand. So I ended up standing at the back with Hoong Sheng and I had to stand on my tip-toe zzz. Maybe I should have sat with the lecturer after all, sigh. The last chapter is very difficult and critical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after class went to watch Star Trek with Vin at Leisure Mall. Only had shared portion of popcorn and coke for lunch. Din really had the appetitte to eat anything, maybe because I'm too tired. Actually I've already watched Star Trek with Shanna and her cousin, ZenXiong aka Henry in 1U last Saturday. Even before that Shinjuku I've watched with Jin, then watched one more round with Vin in Pavillion. Poor thing din managed to watch his K-20 because it was either showing at the time we're having classes or it's late night, which I couldn't go out at all :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Leong should be coming back today from his Redang-Perhentian-Lang Tengah 3days-2nights trip. His stupid Bobo is giving me a hard time to sleep, considering my bed is small and I have books and jackets on my bed. And all Bobo did was busy walking and biting his milk bone in the middle of the night when I've already off the lights. His nails are making a of noise ="= And at 5.30am he was begging me to carry him up onto the bed to sleep. Maybe he didn't like the floor afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guitar teacher has started preparing me and Kok Jin for next year's Grade 3 exam which is held on April, and Grade 5 on August. Kok Jin can do better than me, because he practices more than me and he has the advantage of playing guitar. What's that that he has but I don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longer fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he doesn't have much difficulty reaching frets. Unlike me, my fingers break d also may not reach that particular note or fret. ="=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-2132690557120333454?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2132690557120333454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=2132690557120333454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2132690557120333454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2132690557120333454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/phew-finally-no-more-assignments-for.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5584331683059081158</id><published>2009-04-29T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:03:28.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did She Gone To?</title><content type='html'>Today went to college slightly early because I had a lunch appointment with Howe Lann, my high school fren. So, before lunch I went to main block to read up the Corporate Accounting textbook on Chapter 3. Then smsed Sim Wei whether she had finished reading the stupid chapter zzz She called me up instead and told me she'll come find me since she wants to come back to main block. Then we read for awhile then Yuan Khai called her and met her up. So the 3 of us were "reading". Then Howe Lann called saying that he's coming for lunch d. So I asked Yuan Khai and Sim Wei to join us for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, upon leaving, Yuan Khai asked me if both of them join us for lunch, would they be disturbing (aka light bulb) us. WTF... even Sim Wei also asked similiar question. NO! He already has a gf ZZZ It's because so happen he's now currently working in CIMB at Millennium Tower, just to do audit work. He's actually working for PwC now, as an auditor of course, and the client is CIMB. So he asked when was I free for lunch. And since Yuan Khai was also classmates with me and Howe Lann back in high school, so there was no problem. Only Sim Wei la... since they've never been in the same class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were chatting during lunch at Pizza Hut. Then we were talking about some other high school frens. Since most of them have already graduated (and do not keep in touch with them), so Yuan Khai asked Howe Lann if he knew anybody working in PwC as well. Then we were talking about this girl in high school who used to be a bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sim Wei: eh, which Luah Wei Ying you're talking about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: neh, the one who was in the same class as you and me back in Form 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sim Wei: oh, she was my primary school classmate! she got bully you ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: got, she bully me in Form 2! she asked me to write the history report all by myself and she will be in charge of finding info (the info could be easily found and also borrowed from others to photostat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sim Wei: she bully me in Form 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: really?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sim Wei: I thought she transfer out after Form 1. why she like to bully ppl one? she so babai like tht... I din see her during Form 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: nola, she was in the same class as me in Form 2, and she sat next to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Howe Lann: I thought she left after Form 2. cos I din see her after that~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: she was in class 311 (Form 3 - 11th class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Yuan Khai: she was in the same class as me in Form 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Howe Lann: huh? you were in the same class as her ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: did she study Form 6 ah?&lt;br /&gt;(silent..)&lt;br /&gt;Me: OH! she got study Form 6~ neh, she got pak tor with Kah Hon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sim Wei: haha, why nobody can remember her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we've just solved the mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another mystery was solved today! Previously, I was reading those advertising magazine called Media Focus. I enjoy reading it because I get to check what food/restaurants/cafes available in Kepong (mainly). Of course, it doesn't talk only about food but also like hair saloons and also diet/slimming products and services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came across at the slimming product for the Nano tech something something... and I noticed this particular girl who looks just like the girl in my Corporate Accounting class! At first I did not know her name. Then during the coming weeks (or maybe days) I overheard her name. Then I referred to the new issue of Media Focus again... Then her name tallied with the name in the ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After attending the MIA talk on Qualification Exam (QE) me, Hoong Sheng and Sim Wei were waiting for the bus. Before that I was talking to Victor, then only I approached the both of them. Then Sim Wei jokingly say, Come! we talk bad about ppl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight to the point, they were refering the to girl I've just mention. And then Hoong Sheng said that she went on diet before because she appeared in the ad. He even asked her personally. He damn bat gong. I also paiseh to ask, girls and weight issues, a bit pantang la (especially since I'm not even close to her, got chit-chat a little bit onli).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Sim Wei asked whether anybody wanted to join me and her for horror movie - Coming Soon~~ Most of the girls scared to watch ghost movie, then Sherly said she watched with her fren. Classic horror movie, a must watch! She screamed in the cinema LOL!!! We just laughed at her. So today's movie appointment is still pending~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Vin will watch his K-20 on Friday @@ so choosy ="= Luckily yesterday I din overslept and left house early to have lunch with him zzz If not gonna complain that I'm late again. And warned me not to run into his college to return him money wahahahaha.... Coz that day went to makan Korean food with him in Desa Sri Hartamas, he paid the bills first. Then after sending him home then only I realised I forgotten to return him the money. He say I can return the next time we meet. Then when he took off his shoes d then only I run to his house and pass him the money. So yesterday's lunch money I forgotten to return him money again zzz Hutang him a lot of money zzz lost count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bought books online and his bill came to RM141, another RM9 then he can have the shipping fees FOC. Then he asked me if I had any books to buy. Since it was only RM9, I thought just buy something cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know what do I want to buy. Then I was thinking only of manga. Then he replied got Manga you can buy. Asked him how come he knows, lol~ Then he wanted to go to sleep d, kept asking me to hurry up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was actually looking at marketing books. When he knew about it, he asked me how come I'm not looking at comics? Actually I don't know comic fall under which category LOL~ But I didn't wanted to buy comics from the beginning because it was not only expensive but also because it was in English version ="= I'm already used to having Chinese translated comics. And it only costs me RM4.50 or RM5 per book or even 3 books for RM10. And with membership card, I also have 20% off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he sent me the comic link anyway. So end up in a dilemma because there were 2 marketing books on Advertising that interests me @@ Then he was shocked again coz I decided to buy marketing book. I asked for his opinion, which book should I choose? The one which cost RM70 or the one RM40 (rounded up the figures). He said he was also in a dilemma coz both books were interesting. So ended up choosing the cheaper one. Then he sent me the review he found in Amazon.com. I told him I don't want books that are too thin. So settled with that cheaper book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5584331683059081158?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5584331683059081158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5584331683059081158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5584331683059081158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5584331683059081158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-did-she-gone-to.html' title='Where Did She Gone To?'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-7003217161062699718</id><published>2009-04-17T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:22:36.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh~</title><content type='html'>Finally finished midterm~ hopefully just manage to pass for now ="= sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now me and my brothers have no connections with the family's business anymore. Dad has been trying to pull out from the company for 2 years (according to mum). By the time if me or/and my brothers take over then my cousins would have held most of the money to themselves (and the company might go haywire). If like that, better during the break I go work... or else... I'll be stingy for now XD Meaning I can't be bai kah lui d ="= education fees cannot claim from company anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now played GB. Kena gang bang badly ="= what the heck....Just beginning of the game only I've become the opposition team's target. Either 3 vs me or 2 vs me =.= Or else I'm situation between two oppositions =.= Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Bird Queen~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-7003217161062699718?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7003217161062699718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=7003217161062699718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7003217161062699718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7003217161062699718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/sigh.html' title='Sigh~'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-6695971642049518599</id><published>2009-04-13T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:46:48.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG =.= I just screwed up an easy paper for midterm.... sob sob sob.... NO thanks to NPV and payback period.... shoot! Hopefully I'll be able to score at least of the marks in the short essay part, din really studied ="= Was busy daydreaming and lagi best Kok Jin bought comics home~ Then chit-chat with Vin... =.= called me dumb because of some table lamp and rat topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.... back to the topic.. darn I had to rewrite because suddenly my previous stuff all just disappeared... Shit. This paper that I'm talking about is actually Management Accounting 3. Selva had an extra packet of those Nescafe 3-in-1 coffee, then he passed to me to "belanja" me... is that a bribe for lecturer's evaluation? HAhaha, just kidding because the evaluation was done weeks ago :( Had to turn down the offer because I have a fatal "attraction" to coffee. Damn funny Selva's reaction after he knew I'm not able to consume coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday have to sit for Accounting Theory exam. Shit. Lots of questions to read thru. Damn scared. Imagine have to do some research in order to support my answers. Lecturer say coz theory is plain boring, may not understand what we're actually writing, asked us to put in some example, no matter it's grandma story, grandpa story, mother story, father story, own story, sad story =.=" Can relate then he'll give us marks! Real or not? Why Accounting Theory became Story Telling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my Final Fantasy X XD XD XD I'm just one flight away from Sin yippi~~~ Meaning I can finally finish off the story! But Jin asked me to do some training at Omega Ruins... Damn frustrating when I've finally leveled up so many and got the items then I just died like that on the way to saving game... SOB....Kill my mood. Then I just off the game.&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/124026371018254935-6695971642049518599?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6695971642049518599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=6695971642049518599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6695971642049518599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6695971642049518599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/argh.html' title='Argh~!'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4771516777046463580</id><published>2009-03-22T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:43:25.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This Saturday is the Annual Trekathon for Sports Carnival 2009~ Hopefully there won't be any rain :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time eating in Tony Roma's. Very filling because there was a large portion of fries. My fish and fries - I was full after finishing 3 fish fillets =.=" Had to force myself to finish up the coleslaw. Was very unwilling to eat it because I tasted celery inside. Yucks =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate people who has got so many of kai gor, kai mui these sorts of relationship. What the heck you need so many for? You've got your own sibblings. Isn't that enough? ~!@#$%^&amp;amp;* Sien.. And damn dulan people who cannot be independent for once. It's not that scary to do things alone, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken (starring Liam Neeson) isn't too bad. Basically the movie is about human trafficking. Damn scary after watching it. The lesson to be learned is... girls shouldn't travel alone. Even if we do, we should NEVER EVER put our trust in the hands of some foreigners that you've just met. Do not even bother to share a cab with them whether they have good or bad intentions (eg. cab fare is expensive if one person pays) and do not reveal anything about yourself (the place you're gonna be staying) and not to forget - do not take up their invitation to attend any sort of party. Or else... you'll be kidnapped from your hotel room/apartment, get drugged and end up a sex worker. So be EXTRA careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an accident at Jalan Kinabalu today. I saw a guy lying on the ground with paramedics and policemen surrounding him. He looks dead to me. I could be wrong. Maybe he's just unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg~ I am finally starting my Japanese class this Thursday night @@" And I can return the RM10 to the consultant (I don't even know... 顾问/gu wen/gu man is consultant, is it not?) When he called me he asked me whether I can guess who is he, actually I had his image in my mind but I've forgotten his name.. too gan jiong... So I asked him who is he lols. I think he has forgotten that my canto sucked because when we talked face to face we spoke in mandarin. Luckily can speak nicely in simple canto.. walala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippie~ after 2 and half days of hard training, I have finally defeated Yunalesca in FF10. Yesterday already playing until trying to get into Sin but since have to go to Jusco, so just off the game.. sigh... Hopefully will be able to complete the game. Then I can go back to playing my FF8 and FF7 =.=" Kok Leong got a PSP with a free "R U Orginal" shirt and without a free game =.='' wth... He wanted FFVII: Crisis Core. Since the outlet was out of stock. Sigh... Kok Jin says there's a new Nintendo DS Lite coming out @@" So won't be getting my hands on it anytime soon. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna go to Taman Pertanian again! So fun (and torturing) cycling down the slope and have ice cream and 100 plus after cycling under the burning hot sun and going up the slope O.O" Thank god I did not fell down if not my mum is gonna kill me for having additional scars on my leg. Unfortunately, some of the girls (maybe 2 or 3) fell from their bikes. Can't remember when was the last time I actually went for cycling. 10 of us in a group. Pk couldn't come as she was "going thru tough times" if you know what I mean. We got lost going to and coming back from Taman Pertanian. I think we even went onto the Guthrie Highway =.='' Had my GPS on and Seow Boon checked how far from our current destination to Kota Damansara. Then when we almost reached Kota Damansara d, Anne Kee asked Sin Ying to U-turn and go through the other way (going back all the way to Bandar Utama). Went to so many yuen wong lou =.=" And since Pk couldn't go, we can't have picnic. So sad. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Actually Ks told me Pk say the Johor girls very weird, so she wasn't close to them. Aiyor, we attend classes together, so we got closer to them ma... And not the first time Pk see them or talk to them also. So during lunch in Sri Emas, when we were happily discussing about picnic, Seow Boon volunteered to prepare some food. Then Pk stared at Seow Boon and suddenly say... she will make. Then SB said anything lo, let Pk make and kept quiet and eat her food. Turned out... Pk also din go... poor picnic....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta save money from now on. Since Mr Vin has expensive taste and this year's he's gonna be 21, so... =.= Shall belanja him at the Japanese restaurant that he has been dying to try. Maybe even before his birthday we've already dined in there. Since he doesn't even wanna wait for his results to release baru makan. Why are guys so impatient =.= Tsk. Went to Pavilion twice with him, two times also he told me he wanna try Kampachi. Then asked me to belanja, and gave me a confirmation that the bill will not be 3 figures. Funny thing is that whenever we're in the bookstore, he walked pass me and couldn't see me =.=" Then ended up calling me asking where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th Anniversary to the people I've known in Foundation~ Whether or not we are close to one another, happy knowing you~ Things that we do that made people angry or whatever drama that went on. It's already in the past. So let's move on and cheers~ (''.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4771516777046463580?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4771516777046463580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4771516777046463580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4771516777046463580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4771516777046463580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-saturday-is-annual-trekathon-for.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4942196097585282907</id><published>2009-02-26T23:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T00:07:00.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My god... The results for last semester has finally released... Luckily for Asian Entrepreneurship I got a super lucky B-. I was so worried because I wasn't doing good during the finals. Luckily I managed to pass... Phew... what a relief... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank you Mr. Kishen~ I love you so much! XD XD XD I shall hide your photo inside my phone as well.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The financial reporting that I retake last sem also got a B-~ oh... work harder for Year 3.. hiup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday pick Vin up from his house. The evil thing woke up at 12pm and just finished brushing his teeth when I told him I've arrived. I tried to get some eye shut in the car since I slept at 4 something due to thinking too much during bedtime =_=" Vin got in the car and told me he slept at 4am because the mosquito kacau him... LOL~ Funny fella since I did not say I agreed to go out with him in MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we for lunch... I was starving since I woke up since 10 something and tht fella happily slept til noon... Take him go to bank and then went for ban mee at Taynton. He told me that ban mee was famous and I didn't know until he showed me the way. Last time I ate there once when I was still working for G2. I ordered everything opposite of what he ordered. Kon lou vs qing tong, iced leung shui vs hot leung shui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(I ordered the latter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then we were slightly lost while finding our way to Jalan Tun Tan Cheng Lock since I wasn't sure of the road to S&amp;amp;M Shopping Arcade centre. Suddenly. A turning does make a lot of difference =.=" So we found it and got ourselves a parking. The parking lot was kinda creepy, dim lights and the slope to go do the next level was so small and sudden. Not to mention even the parking space is small. The stairway was dirty and stinky. I feel so disgusted to walk since there are plenty of unidentified stains. Took the lift to level 3 and ta-daa~ destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung out at the comic shop while Vin went to get his Xbox. Then there were insufficient games to choose from, Vin agreed to wait and hang around until the additional stock arrive. We were walking in many circles in order to pass time. Went into some of the shops and look at the cd and talked about games and animes. Vin kept looking at his watch and then just when we decided to go back to the shop to request for game testing, then the stock arrived d. Selected his games and he wanted a particular game so badly because can play piano. But lucky for him behind this shop was another game shop and they had the cd. For the first time I saw Vin's handwriting. Even Soo Wen's handwriting was nicer to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most funniest thing was when we arrived at his house, he asked me to drive my car "butt" facing his gate so that he can carry his xbox down more efficiently (this one is a lazy person's excuse.. dun wanna walk so much)... wth... He even tested me whether I know the exact way to his house or not =.=" Yerr... He say let me touch the Xbox, in the end also din even invite me to open ceremony the Xbox with him... wuwu.... ungrateful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin's new nickname : Putera Lilin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Leong bought PSP today! Grr... me and Jin saving money to buy Nintendo DS... oh no.... Better not let Pk and Sin Ying know.. later come to the house just to play that =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4942196097585282907?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4942196097585282907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4942196097585282907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4942196097585282907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4942196097585282907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-happy.html' title='Happy Happy'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5563320074920265089</id><published>2009-02-15T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T01:03:58.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Valentine's</title><content type='html'>Wow, within two days I've bumped into a lot of people. I consider it's a lot la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th Feb at Mid Valley&lt;br /&gt;- Form 2 classmate Yih Der&lt;br /&gt;- Primary school gang Jin Seng and his girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th Feb at Monorail and Low Yat&lt;br /&gt;- RO fellow gamer Pcomet/Hong Ann from Pahang (monorail) &gt; he probably forgotten about me but I kept staring at him and he saw me as well... too bad then, I think I met him during form 5?&lt;br /&gt;- Leon, my ex-supervisor from G2&lt;br /&gt;- Yit Meng's 2nd elder sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leon and Yit Xian (dunno her english name) appeared just a few seconds in between @.@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent half the day with my cousins. Firstly we went to The Ship to have lunch. First time go in already left me some bad images. Then accompanied my cousin bro to Low Yat to register for his P1 W1max a/c. After that again helped him to choose a router for his modem. Then we went for a drink of soya bean and head to the arcade in Low Yat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalan Ipoh was so jam. I took at least 30 mins to reach my cousin's house. And since his neighbor organised a Valentine's Day dinner, my cousin insisted that I join in with Kok Jin. I refused at first because I'm not yet their neighbors coz I haven't moved into the new neighborhood yet. But anyway my cousin told my mum that I will follow him for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so embarrased to come uninvited but went to greet the owners anyway. The nice uncle and aunty asked me to go ahead and eat after knowing that I would be their future neighbors. Had luk luk for dinner. Their eldest daughter only aged 15 is even taller than me =_=" Definitely at least 165cm. Then helped my cousin sis with her maths topic - Logarithm, a topic that I myself could not understand at all during form 3 (and even went tuition for it but since only I don't know in the class, so I gave up) can now understand after just by reading the darn examples. Wtf... And I even forgotten that we only started using scientific calculators in Form 4. I asked my cousin to pass me her calculator. Paiseh.... Maths isn't that bad suddenly. Just for this moment only. Felt that it was easier than accounting zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a lot of Malays today. Doing all the crazy stuff in public. So wu liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5563320074920265089?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5563320074920265089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5563320074920265089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5563320074920265089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5563320074920265089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-valentines.html' title='On Valentine&apos;s'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-6277611102271153322</id><published>2009-02-14T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:05:28.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;look&gt;Happy Valentine's Day people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a very happy person now, although it might not last long. But it was probably the best Valentine's gift to myself. My heart feels so much lighter now. I think I won't be able to sleep tonite :S Don't know where I got the courage to say so much things tonite. But it certainly feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just screwed up my MGT204 assignment. Shit. I also screwed up for the exam. Double shit now. I just hope it's enough to pass me. Bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sleepy. Goodnite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/look&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-6277611102271153322?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6277611102271153322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=6277611102271153322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6277611102271153322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6277611102271153322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3367767342924643206</id><published>2009-02-04T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:47:33.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“没有一百分的另一半，只有五十分的两个人”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translated: "there is no 100% in a partner, only 50% of two persons"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually touched by this line. It was a pm in my dear Belle Belle's MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, yesterday's Financial Reporting exam went pretty smooth. I was actually surprised by myself that I was very calm. I wasn't rushing, just doing at a constant pace. But after the exam I only realised I made some careless mistakes (maybe I should have read the exercise notes as well.. argh)... I also saw Sim at the exam hall! The luckiest thing that happened in the exam hall was that there was no electicity! The lights went out not long after the exam begin at 8am. Lecturers had to open the windows so that the light can come in (not to mention some air or else we'll probably suffocate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lye stood not far from me. I was actually done with my paper before 10am. By 8.40 I was actually half way through my third question. But I hang on because I didn't wanted to leave my theory questions blank. So he looked at me and gave me his evil smile as usual =_=" Then I was struggling to write how and why is it a Finance Lease. So I looked at him. He came towards me and looked at my answers. I told him softly, "Nah, I only left this". Back to his evil smile then he went behind. Finally I submitted my paper and went to toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to PK who finally has someone new interested in her. Had to cancel my music class at the last minute (more like hour) because I had stomach aches. Probably something I ate during lunch because I had the urge to go after lunch (before I could even leave the restaurant). So I flew home with PK in the car. Then we went to Leisure Mall to get comics =_=" Kok Jin ate his A&amp;amp;W there. Didn't really liked the outlet there because the food and service wasn't as good as the one in 1U (I think?????) maybe there were lack of customers. So by the end of the day I went to toilet 4 times. And Kok Jin told the music centre that I had food poisoning zzz So he could skip class as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a drink with Kai Zun, my neighbor Kai Bin and Bryan. Ai Leng came later during midnite. First time I got a hug from Kai Zun, so I was shocked for a while since I do not get hugs from guys. Since it was a friendly hug, no harm done. We laughed at him because he is going to start Year 1 around 23rd Feb. Kinda curious about his major since his dad is a doctor and he was forced to take up medicine. But now he's gonna do Chemical Engineering. Ah well.... 4 years to complete the course. 26 years old.... hmm.... he was embarrased but he said he didn't mind because it's recession now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan shoot Kai Zun because he came back to KL for over a month, but he's leaving on Friday, Tuesday only asked us out, what was the meaning of all this! Haha, the funniest part was that I contacted Bryan for the yam cha thing because KZ didn't have his number. Bryan went berserk XD XD Goddamn funny! Then KZ checked his phone and found Bryan's number inside... WAHAHHAA! So we had some photos together. Too bad Shanna's in Puchong. Sigh.... Since Ai Leng came so late, Kai Bin and Kai Zun went for 2nd round with her while me and Bryan had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expecting a very important email these few days zzz The interview email is still not sent back to me... I'm kinda scared because I have to submit my assignment on the day of the exam. And worst, the exam is at 12.30pm zzz Hopefully the fella will be VERY KIND enough to reply me by tmr or at least on Friday morning T.T I even sent the fella a reminder email regarding the interview :( Just less than 20 mins to complete the interview, I think it's not too far gua... I better keep my fingers crossed.... Wuwu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day is coming in a week's time. Hmm... Sin Ying will probably celebrate with her new bf then.. wakakaka~ As for us, stay at home lo. Maybe watch a movie with Jin.. ohohoho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received an sms from Seok Mun, my ol' buddy in Standard 6, saying that she'll be changing number. Seems like she's trying to avoid an old flame of hers. How sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-3367767342924643206?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3367767342924643206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3367767342924643206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3367767342924643206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3367767342924643206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/translated-there-is-no-100-in-partner.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3457851346950087688</id><published>2009-01-30T22:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:56:35.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night I was google-ing for images and suddenly, I missed SailorMoon. My brother's friend still hasn't return my comics yet! And I was even craving for Chiba Mamoru's pictures! Sadly, there wasn't much to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMPZ6odKyI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jauTNYEeLgU/s1600-h/mamoru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMPZ6odKyI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jauTNYEeLgU/s320/mamoru.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297094524627921698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMP0xaRYxI/AAAAAAAAAac/arAuQRfOWHU/s1600-h/Tuxedo+Kamen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMP0xaRYxI/AAAAAAAAAac/arAuQRfOWHU/s320/Tuxedo+Kamen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297094986008978194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mamoru - The prince of the Earth kingdom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(so handsome in the Manga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, and thanks to SailorMoon, I started drawing. Even wake up early morning to catch it on tv! Where have all the good ol' days gone to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to KLCC today. I was actually curious what copywriter does for a very long time since it appears in the newspaper's classified section. I only read til the second page, but had the urge of buying the book. Nope, I didn't buy anything in the end. But the marketing, PR and advertising books were tempting me (T-T) Maybe I ought to frequent the bookshop a lil more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today only I know that my cousin was once in the same college as Vin. They might have been coursemates, maybe not. Since my cousin only did a foundation course there. No wonder he had wear formal last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna watch that Wedding Game by Fann Wong and Christopher Lee. Evil Kok Jin watched with his friends d.... wuwu.... The Confessions of A Shopaholic seems interesting. I wonder if Vin would wanna watch :S Since we watched the trailer twice in the cinema. Isla Fisher's character in The Wedding Crashers was kinda scary at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg~ Kok Jin looks good in formal wear! Dammit... my cute little chubby brother has finally grown up (T-T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMUNgbSnVI/AAAAAAAAAas/pK2Z85edWmM/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMUNgbSnVI/AAAAAAAAAas/pK2Z85edWmM/s320/DSC00197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297099808993090898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMUhm8ILQI/AAAAAAAAAa0/P1P1LwE-O8g/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMUhm8ILQI/AAAAAAAAAa0/P1P1LwE-O8g/s320/DSC00198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297100154338815234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMU9o5lpFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/HdSwMI3OmKo/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMU9o5lpFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/HdSwMI3OmKo/s320/DSC00201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297100635901371474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMUxd4oWlI/AAAAAAAAAa8/SaPXBnTH-uU/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMUxd4oWlI/AAAAAAAAAa8/SaPXBnTH-uU/s320/DSC00200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297100426786134610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/124026371018254935-3457851346950087688?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3457851346950087688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3457851346950087688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3457851346950087688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3457851346950087688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-night-i-was-google-ing-for-images.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SYMPZ6odKyI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jauTNYEeLgU/s72-c/mamoru.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-9054360243393233433</id><published>2009-01-21T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:43:06.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Luck?</title><content type='html'>Omg omg~ this is the 2nd time I'm having what I consider high marks for my assignment~ Yippie~ And it's for a non-accounting subject XD Maybe because I loved the lecturer too much :p The lecturer said that my assignment was good, so I got 74 marks (dammit! format marks got deducted because of in-text referencing). Hopefully this business proposal will land us another 20% at least out of the 30% assessment marks, and if I do relatively well for finals, then a B- would not be hard? :S But the chance is slim... sobsob.... I've never been so active in class. Maybe because I really love the lecturer a lot XD Better study hard then~ yippiie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll be able to get at least a B for this sem. So Vin can belanja me makan XD Maybe lately I've been getting Bs... So I have more motivation to study harder. That B+ for MC sure has made my day, and also the B- for MA2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally went to register for the Japanese class that I've been longing to go. Meaning, less time spent at home. Great. So I wouldn't have to be so damn bored at home, stuck doing nothing. But if the students are not enough to open a class, then I'll have to try for other places then. *sad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally gonna meet my Bird Queen tmr~ Yeah yeah~ probably will camwhore lots~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-9054360243393233433?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/9054360243393233433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=9054360243393233433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/9054360243393233433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/9054360243393233433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-luck.html' title='Good Luck?'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5158948557188768090</id><published>2009-01-20T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:17:54.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would like to be a bad-ass girl for a day. Do things that I usually refrain myself from doing because of moral reasons, family reasons. Vandalism could be fun? Make prank calls, ring people's door bells, scratch their cars, break their glasses, steal stuff from shops ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 years old this year, by right, it sounded almost like a person can do anything. The fact is that despite being a 22 years old person, I don't feel like an adult. Just a little girl trapped inside a grown up body. Commitments? Responsibilities? Everything is bound by it. Sometimes, they kill the fun in us. We forget our fun side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated growing up. I hated my parents throughout my high school years. Hated mum for scolding me without reasons. Scolded me because I had pimples. Scolded me because a male classmate called the house to ask for homework, thinking the fella wanted to court me ="= Scolded me if I do not take up tuition classes. Scolded me if I got too close to guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cannot date (until now, at least finished my studies)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys will rape me if I'm the only girl with them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys will take advantage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll get raped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll get raped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll get raped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll become sad and heartbroken&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will affect my studies if one of the party is still sad over the break up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Puppy love, no serious and long lasting relationship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll get cheated&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not safe to hang out with guys because they are evil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll still get raped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Maybe it's for my own good. Tuition was only wasting money since I ended up studying on my own without relying on tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Mr Lye's wife thought of sending their kid to Chong Hwa to study. I think I just kinda lan suk with him =.=" I think he used to stay near Ms. Eileen since he said he used to stay at 21/2 miles, then moved to Kepong Manjalara. That's why he chose to teach in HELP coz that's the nearest college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad.... This week is the last week of lectures. Won't be able to attend anymore of Mr Kishen's class..... sob sob sob sob... SOB...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grown ups are just big kids. Hate them. Makes me think twice of having a family of my own next time. Or I should just live with my Handsome. Feel like moving out of the house and live somewhere far away from them. Or maybe I should just lock myself up in the room and isolate myself from them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5158948557188768090?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5158948557188768090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5158948557188768090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5158948557188768090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5158948557188768090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-would-like-to-be-bad-ass-girl-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4785516950531071716</id><published>2009-01-18T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:40:55.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CNY eve is exactly a week away from today~ Feels like time is running short @@" Feelin kinda fed up since I have to do a group assignment. Now I'm wondering what else to add into the assignment. Somemore have to spend the holiday studying for finals, which I think it will not affect me in any way because I don't really spend CNY anyway. Just sit at home and laze around. Now I'm thinking how to spend my sem break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most likely not gonna go to Australia anymore. So we'll probably just have a small trip back in the country. Maybe won't be able to go to Taiwan at the end of the year too. Sigh. Another sad thing is that, won't be able to attend Mr Kishen's class anymore SOB!!! My favourite lecturer after Mr Alex and Steven Toh ~.~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lye now recognises my name =____=" I also dunno whether it's a good thing or bad thing. During mid-term he looked at me when he has nothing else better to do. Even when he had phone calls, he would stand outside the door and peep inside, and also look at me zzz (maybe because I sat at the 1st row). Then during tutorial class, while we were doing the exercises, he came and ask me why we sat behind =.=" Asked whether we could see the white board or not (actually only I can see, Pk and Ks can't). We were late for class because we had lunch at Miharja, Cheras. Lols~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4785516950531071716?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4785516950531071716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4785516950531071716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4785516950531071716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4785516950531071716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-eve-is-exactly-week-away-from-today.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3867142083360589305</id><published>2009-01-10T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:25:09.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Saturday Morning</title><content type='html'>To begin with, my cousin brother came to crash at my crib for a few days =_= He was somewhat the black sheep of the family, but my dad sayang him a lot. He informed me on a Thursday afternoon that he would be staying for 3 to 4 days. Told Kok Leong, he was furious. Then he told my mum. Yes, everyone is upset that my cousin bro (who is my neighbor at my new house) who is staying as near as Selayang also wanna come to our house to stay. And now that he's also sick, we're quite concerned that his virus will fill the air. And for your information, he opted to sleep on the couch at nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today morning, at 7.30am my cousin sms-ed me whether I would wanna go for Bak Kut Teh breakfast or not. It was located at Kepong. And I was the driver. I slept about 3am last night, was quite relunctant to wake up, but already nobody layan-ing him at home, so me and Kok Jin just accompany him for breakfast. The first time waking up this early on a non-schooling day (after for many many many months). I couldn't tahan my car so dirty, so I even filled petrol, send for car wash and checked the tyre pressure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home d, online lo (although I'm supposed to get my room all cleared up). Planning to watch Ip Man with Kok Jin asap before the movie is out. I hardly watch movies mind you. Only just recently I started hanging out at the theaters again. Now only noticed I've been watching movie with guys. Mostly with Jin because Eong refused to watch with me when Jin is around, watched once with Jung, twice with Vince. Luckily I have a brother who 'loves' me so much, LOL~ Jin wanna watch 'They Wait' also @@" After Ip Man first la.... then can continue to shop for new year clothes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leg numb d @@" tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-3867142083360589305?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3867142083360589305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3867142083360589305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3867142083360589305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3867142083360589305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-saturday-morning.html' title='On A Saturday Morning'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3828756718035252356</id><published>2008-12-30T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:30:42.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got another 1400 words to go for assignment.... Just yesterday it was only 200 words. First time doing so much research. I think I don't hate news that much anymore. Maybe because it's not really a business news @@? And the assignment total word count would be 2000 words. 2 questions - 1500 words and 500 words. Hopefully nobody's gonna write my topic of the market gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Khai Shein!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost new year eve!!! Omg omg... I guess I'll go write some new year resolutions for 2009. Wakakaka~ And hopefully the comics I wanted are out in 2009~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably after my assignment I'll catch another movie with Jin. And I want my hair to grow longer faster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-3828756718035252356?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3828756718035252356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3828756718035252356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3828756718035252356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3828756718035252356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-got-another-1400-words-to-go-for.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4482875639113583178</id><published>2008-12-30T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:21:57.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A warning letter to U</title><content type='html'>You - I mean you. YES you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop assuming things about me already as if you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it go already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你嫌我对你不够冷淡？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4482875639113583178?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4482875639113583178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4482875639113583178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4482875639113583178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4482875639113583178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/warning-letter-to-u.html' title='A warning letter to U'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-6965287764730740963</id><published>2008-12-27T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:34:30.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overnite Idol ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SVUVJRn82rI/AAAAAAAAAZw/JMbQBNyZGwU/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SVUVJRn82rI/AAAAAAAAAZw/JMbQBNyZGwU/s400/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284152986883119794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you noticed, it's our very own Mr Chong Jin Yip~&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry for the bad pic)&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/124026371018254935-6965287764730740963?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6965287764730740963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=6965287764730740963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6965287764730740963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6965287764730740963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/overnite-idol.html' title='Overnite Idol ?'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SVUVJRn82rI/AAAAAAAAAZw/JMbQBNyZGwU/s72-c/DSC00073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4940441194426521213</id><published>2008-12-25T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:03:42.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas?</title><content type='html'>I don't feel the Xmas spirit. Everybody's out going countdowns, dinner, movie, pubs. As usual I sit at home. In front of the computer. And had a long chat with a chap from my form 5 class. It's odd that I usually do not hang out with the famous people in my class, instead I hung out with those who are usually being anti by most of the students. Probably because I'm also invisible to most of the people in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result's out. And well, it was okay I guess. Damn lucky I passed the stupid Investment paper~ wee~~~ At least I don't have to see another goddamn AE for now. Hopefully this sem I'll have better results for Financial Reporting. Later Mr Lye dulan me XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out that the people whom I know who took Wong Wai's Acc203 (mostly) failed or got AE. Amanda got an F, Ks and Pk and Jing Yann F also, Su Tze got an AE. And I heard that Wong Wai is no longer teaching anymore. So it's gonna be hard to appeal since that Wong Wai is not here. I still feel lucky for being able to pass Shenba's Acc203. Or I could be one of those victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like assignment is gonna due anytime soon, and I'm still not able to finish reading the stuff that I found for research material. V lend me this "100 Ways to Motivate Youself" by Steve Chandler. I'm not sure it'll have any effect on me after I'm done reading it. Some are interesting, some not so entertaining... LOLs.... I guess my English is bad after all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Merry Xmas people~ I feel so sleepy... Still have class tmr. Sigh. Dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, the conclusion for myself is that - I'm a super boring person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4940441194426521213?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4940441194426521213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4940441194426521213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4940441194426521213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4940441194426521213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas?'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-921418179789838594</id><published>2008-12-18T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T01:36:43.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心里的谜底</title><content type='html'>让我感到迷惑的是，昨晚我们在车里躺着，刚好我躺在他的胸膛。看到有人经过我又躺在我的座位。他说了一句话，“不要理他们，他们没有看过人家拍拖过咩？”当时惊讶。我们已经走在一起了吗？我都不知道的。情敌昨晚也有打电话，可是后来好像盖了电话。我也开玩笑说，给我接嘛，就可以作弄她讲，“hello?你找我的dear有什么事？”允胜直接讲，“hello?你找vincent有什么事啊？他在我的隔壁。”这句话应该会给她哭个半死。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的关系，依然是个谜。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-921418179789838594?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/921418179789838594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=921418179789838594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/921418179789838594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/921418179789838594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='心里的谜底'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4977690950021067481</id><published>2008-12-04T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:57:27.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday (as at 2nd Dec 2008) I joined Sin Ying and the MA3/Accounting Theory gang of people at the last minute for a farewell lunch for Michelle Phang. I was the only one from MA2 class. Feel so paiseh, and sitting next to the lecturer, is somewhat.... nervous? I was the 2nd last to arrive.. yikes @@" Luckily Ah Tuan came later than me, making him the latest! Muahaha... Michelle told him, even lunch also wanna come late. LOLs! Oh ya, we were eating at Shogun @ 1 Utama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle told me that I passed my MA2~ Well, I had confidence that I would pass this paper. I worked very hard for it! I'm still feeling a little bit frustrated over the mid-term. I'm sure if the lecturer was lenient, I could have passed my mid-term. Sigh. Oh well. Have to blame myself for being too careless. As for Fin204, 50-50 chance, I'm retaking Acc202 before the result is even out yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? If I'm not mistaken, Sin Ying is the top scorer for either Accounting Theory or MA3! Wow.... what a news! Michelle jokingly said that the top scorers for both Accounting Theory and MA3 should buy us lunch instead XD Muahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, me and PK had an appointment for facial at Times Square. I was very late because there were too many cars on the road, and also plenty of traffic lights. Parked my car at BB Plaza and quickly walked over to Times Square. PK was already inside while I wait for the beauty consultant to layan me. Asked me some questions regarding my habits and my skin problems. Seemed that my biggest problem was black heads. And she told me I used the wrong cleanser to wash my face. I should have used gel/milk type of cleanser instead of foam. And I should have used those that will moisturize my skin instead of oil control. And... for the first time in my life.. sounds so kua.... I got my eye browns done @@" Oh no.... my eye brown got shape d....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 1: Oh no oh no~ Watase Yuu released her new comic titled "Sakura Gari".. Can't wait for it to release in Malaysia... ought to frequent the comic store for now~ ^^ Must find the old comic collections for manga-ka Sakurakouji Kanoko~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 2: Oh no oh no oh no~ Watase Yuu has another new comic titled "Pandora Cube". Since this is only 68 pages long. It would either release as a complete volume or split into 2 volumes, then additional stories would have to be added inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STbHIc3bqdI/AAAAAAAAAZI/QA5FN2inLNg/s1600-h/Sakura+Gari1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STbHIc3bqdI/AAAAAAAAAZI/QA5FN2inLNg/s400/Sakura+Gari1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275622961512688082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STbHSQmnYgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ohzTsYcI-74/s1600-h/Sakura+Gari2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STbHSQmnYgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ohzTsYcI-74/s400/Sakura+Gari2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275623130019619330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakura Gari - Watase Yuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STbIPqDiwbI/AAAAAAAAAZo/BoXE7LMJbOk/s1600-h/BlackbirdbyKanokoSakurakouji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STbIPqDiwbI/AAAAAAAAAZo/BoXE7LMJbOk/s400/BlackbirdbyKanokoSakurakouji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275624184823857586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Bird @ 黑鸟恋人 - Sakurakouji Kanoko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the book I'm currently collecting. Kyo~ ~ he is a 天狗.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4977690950021067481?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4977690950021067481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4977690950021067481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4977690950021067481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4977690950021067481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday-as-at-2nd-dec-2008-i-joined.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STbHIc3bqdI/AAAAAAAAAZI/QA5FN2inLNg/s72-c/Sakura+Gari1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-1839650056463046993</id><published>2008-11-30T04:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T04:41:31.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STGnE7Qut-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/HJyxugs3XT8/s1600-h/DSC00529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STGnE7Qut-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/HJyxugs3XT8/s400/DSC00529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274180341696739298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Fatty Vincent dunno doing what with his iPhone. Sadly to say that all the pics I snapped is him closing eyes =.= He's leaving for relative's wedding dinner near Amoda (right across Times Square/next to Sg Wang/Low Yat?) He brought me to this spot, hoping to show me where Amoda is, so lazy to take the escalator. No, couldn't see Amoda at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STGmf3sDCtI/AAAAAAAAAYY/j2CYytQJ5bI/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STGmf3sDCtI/AAAAAAAAAYY/j2CYytQJ5bI/s400/DSC00411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274179705082415826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great day outside Mutiara. I sat outside 7-11 for almost 2 hours reading my comic books. Actually thought of calling Vincent when Jin suddenly told me he was done meeting his friend. This was about 2 months back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STGl86XAmsI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/QMryNp_yQ7M/s1600-h/DSC00536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STGl86XAmsI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/QMryNp_yQ7M/s400/DSC00536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274179104504060610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KS studying hard for Asian Entrepreneurship in the library with her friend. I finished my exam before her. FYI, the library is under renovation. The photostat spot is blocked if you noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STGlRBCkraI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mmHxoNcwAjM/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STGlRBCkraI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mmHxoNcwAjM/s400/DSC00530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274178350383148450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, PK loves the camera because she used my new W980i and snapped herself. Behind is her 1st sister. She is a lot prettier than her sis.  Btw, this is in Low Yat, her friends are working in this handphone shop. And it's the same day I met Vincent XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STGk0d28III/AAAAAAAAAYA/UPcc39R4pYc/s1600-h/DSC00518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STGk0d28III/AAAAAAAAAYA/UPcc39R4pYc/s400/DSC00518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274177859902775426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for Wen Wen, the Godiva outlet in KLCC. And yes, they do sell drinks. Sorry,it's not a very good picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/124026371018254935-1839650056463046993?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1839650056463046993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=1839650056463046993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1839650056463046993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1839650056463046993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-pictues.html' title='Random Pictures'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/STGnE7Qut-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/HJyxugs3XT8/s72-c/DSC00529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3953122609527952766</id><published>2008-11-30T03:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T04:18:37.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem break activities</title><content type='html'>My cousin brother is going home today (as at 30th Nov) after a 2 weeks stay at my house. Too bad he couldn't belanja us makan at The Ship for dinner coz my dad didn't felt like taking us there. So my cousin merajuk in KLCC, told my dad 'wa mai jiak' (meaning: I dun wanna eat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Leong was pissed off at my parents and my cousin bro. Cousin is start work on Monday, I think it's just training. Hopefully he'll help me and Jin to ask for part time jobs :S Money flow like water just within these 2 short weeks =_= I think spent like, close to RM500? This RM500 includes things that I helped to pay out for everyone during outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Miharja, Cheras to eat vegetarian the week we finished our finals. After that we went to Maluri Jusco. Then the following Tuesday, we went to Desa Sri Hartamas for another vegetarian eating-outing. PK said that the branch in Taipan (near Summit USJ) was much more nicer compared to the one in Desa Sri Hartamas. After makan we went over to Hartmas Shopping Centre for a stroll and then after sending KS back to HELP, then we headed for Wisma Genting to book a room at Resort Hotel. We got ourselves a deluxe room, 4 persons going up, 2 super single might be a bit cram lo. So we were hoping to get 2 queen sized beds. At first we thought of taking the package, RM42 - Bus fare, Skyway, unlimited theme park. So it was a real deal. But the next day we received news from Sin Ying saying that she fainted due to low blood pressure. Her mum din let her go up to Genting with us anymore, so just left the 3 of us. Asked Shanna but she couldn't confirm with me right away. So we ended up taking a ride from Kok Leong, our driver~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KS reached HELP at 7.40am =_= Me and PK were still sleeping. Told PK that KS reached HELP before 8am, we were so tired that we continued to lie in bed til 8 something. Brought KS back to my house and the both of them started to online til 11 something when we finally get to go Ling Zhi to eat brunch. Kok Leong din come coz he slept later than us, estimated he slept before 4am. Me and PK slept at 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very long time, we kept eating the minute we reached Genting. Since the nite before I had to go pick PK and we went to Ampang Tesco along the MRR2 and shopped for some junk food. So the minute we reached the hotel, everyone started eating cup noodles and then jelly=.= Then we went walking around the indoor theme park and we took photo stickers, just RM30. Just a couple of bucks extra from KL. Then we head for the car park because we left the plastic bag with Milo and Twisties inside the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Kok Leong left, I think PK and KS ate cup noodles again =_= I ate Super Rings~ Then we sampat in the room, especially PK, she brought her shawl and then she was pretending to be gui fu (rich lady). So she copied the stunt in the movies - the girl holds the scarf high up and run so that the scarf will fly. That's what she did, and she also brought her sunglass. Everybody (including Eong) played with her sunglass and her shawl. Wakakaka~ XD We are really sampat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eong din tapau dinner for us :( So we had to go out to hunt food, sampat KS say she wanna sing k, PK also mouth itchy wanna sing k. Note that KS had sore throat, she can still eat chilli stuff... and imagine she wanna sing k with tht throat of hers =_=" So we went all the way First World there I dunno wat's the name of that building... Indoor theme park.. got this K-Box... these mini boxes to sing just like those in Sunway =.= Usually for Malays. So we were so zha dou that we continued walking around. Then finally we found that the karaoke that we were looking for was just near our hotel =_= It was in Genting or Highland Hotel. All the walk, for nothing =.= Searched high and low for about 1 hour. We even passed by the karaoke place a few times, zha dou or not? And before that, after we came down from our room, we got lost and walked in circles for 10 mins. On our way back to the hotel, PK bought her sweet corn to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we watched tv in our room coz we decided not to sing anymore, RM55 I think? Only for 3 hours. Then PK started doing mask, and I also followed. Then she ate groundnuts, but she eat unhappily because there wasn't any beer to go with it =_= Then we also watched Love Connetto's Love Click or something like that. And also watch some local Chinese drama, Taiwan drama (starring Show Lo Zhi Xiang and Da S 'Big S') and a local entertainment program. Then finally we butt itchy again went downstairs and walked to First World again and then back to Resort Hotel for Coffee Bean. I ordered Pure Vanilla ice blended while PK ordered Mocha ice blended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we watched tv again and finally go to bed at 3am =___= Supposed to wake up at 7am the next day but nobody made the first move to go clean up coz we kept peeping at each other whether anybody woke up or not. Since everyone thought that each order were still asleep, everyone ended up getting ready at 8am. Ate breakfast and then back to the room and laze around and pack stuff. We were wondering whether or not to go theme park. So the tv was on and we were reading newspaper. I finally fell asleep (to rest my eyes, very painful) and PK also fell asleep, KS and Eong was watching TV. Finally we checked out. Shanna was with JC at First World, waiting to check in. Went to look for her and invited her to go theme park with us. But she had stomach ache, so she had to sit down and wait for about 2 hours to reach her turn to check in =.=" We persuaded Eong to go theme park with us. Persuaded him for a while coz he told us he will just walk around and blow wind =__= Walk around for a few hours to blow wind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so the 4 of us were finally in the theme park. We heard FIR rehearsing for their concert on 29th Nov! We even tried to take a peek inside the Arena of Stars but most of the weren't even open! KS managed to see the stage. I couldn't. The guard was looking at us. Quite paiseh. We had to leave the theme park after just 2 or 3 hours inside coz it started to rain and we decided not to wait til the rain stopped. We did not have lunch and went down straight to Kepong, Ling Zhi again to eat KS' hokkien fry. Kept asking us to order hokkien fry in Genting. So we ate hokkien fry and cantonese fry and went home. We dropped KS at Wai Sing Si, near the famous Kei Tak Zek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 10pm then me and Eong send PK back to Cheras. She borrowed a lot of comics from me. And she's gonna lend me some of her collection too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PK and Chee How went to FIR's concert. PK in Genting 3 days straight. Probably sien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot of putting the photos but they're still in my camera. Lazy to transfer out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's a new sem again. Sigh. Seemed like sem break wasn't a sem break. Going for facial with PK at Times Square on Tuesday. PK's birthday on Monday, so we're gonna celebrate after we finished our MC100 finals. Not sure wat to do yet. @@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Financial Accounting 2 for the short sem, in the timetable, the lecturer's name wasn't listed. I wonder who's gonna take over? I'm not sure whether to take 1 or 2 subjects this sem. Sigh. The electives that I wanted to take aren't offered in short sems. I'm considering taking Asian Entrepreneurship. Sin Ying's probably taking that too. Hmm..... And hopefully Wong Wai's not teaching Year 3 subjects =.= If not, I'll be doomed! A new lecturer took over Michelle Phang d. Lately the business dept has a lot of unfamiliar lecturer faces. Suddenly a lot of Indian lecturers there @@"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-3953122609527952766?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3953122609527952766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3953122609527952766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3953122609527952766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3953122609527952766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/sem-break-activities.html' title='Sem break activities'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4220257982618559897</id><published>2008-11-22T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:23:35.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long entry ahead!</title><content type='html'>This sem break doesn't really feel like a sem break. Probably because still have MC100 classes to attend. Dec 1 would be finals. Fast! About my finals. I would say that I might just be able to pass MA2 and Investment. Certainly not for Mr. Lye's Financial Reporting. Simply because, I did not attend any of his classes, and secondly, I hardly studied this subject. I was dead tired when I tried to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was almost a busy week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; - exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; - exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- relax by gaming whole day (day time Cabal-ing and nite time Ps2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; - went to KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; - Times Square (hung out at Borders and bumped into my Vinvin~) - Low Yat (accompany PK to choose her phone) - Times Square (managed to meet up with Shanna and chit chat a lil) - Kepong (dinner) - helped Kok Leong's fren with her CTS assignment over msn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; - helped Kok Leong's fren (came to the house) with her CTS assignment (Drugs shud not be legalized) - Guitar class - dinner - grandma's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- exam (finals finally over!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; -  open book quiz - Miharja (cheras) for vegetarian lunch~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite busy =_= And I've checked the handbook. Most of the year 3 subjects needs ACC202 (Financial Reporting) as a prerequisite subject! =___= Meaning that I'm spending 5 sems on Year 2 subjects. That's like almost a year?! Wow.... oops! I mean... one and a half years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the girl Sim from foundation? The one who smokes? Had a small chat with her on Tuesday and founded out that she almost got rape during form 4. Her fren brought her to a place to see stars (she said they all 'lan' romantic XD) then suddenly a few Malay boys came and smashed the car and robbed them. Her shorts got pulled down to above the knees! Since then she's afraid of Malays and Malay taxi drivers that are very suspicious. She's even scared to go out at nite. She's forced to study Accounting because her father said that accounting will provide a more secure job. But she wanted to study music, she plays the guitar! @@ I heard from PK that she  struggled to answer most of the exam papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I hate about sharing answers with people is that they tend to distribute the answers to others of whom I do not know! This Shirley girl from MA2 class, her attitude is terrible! We retakers have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; of the answers to the tutorial questions. Most onli, not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt;! Then one time, we did not have the answers to the questions because the questions were new to us as well, so this Shirley thought of taking the easy way out by asking the answer from Jing Yann. Jing Yann said she did not have the answers to the topic. You know wat Shirley said? "How can you NOT have the answers?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah! Expect people to provide the answers for you all the time?! Shit la. I hope u fail! Amazingly, she's the first person to came out from exam hall! Oh ya, the reason I'm saying that I hate answers being distributed is because.... I spent a lot of time doing the questions =_= I even gone through scolding from the lecturer because of silly mistakes. Then the next thing I knew, my answers were being circulated around. Sim copied my answers in the library and lend her fren to read =__= First of all, I'm not sure if my answer is 100% correct! If you want my answers, should have tried the questions yourselves then ask me how I derived the answers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I can't tolerate people who are too naive =___= I feel like killing them. I've always thought that my temper is quite ok. But somehow this naive fella has managed to make me feel like raising my voice and scream!!!!!!!! Grrrr......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betta cool down. Dun wanna get old fast~ Oh, I finally got the chance to watch opening of The Holiday (starring Jack Black, Jude Law, Kate Winslet and Cameron Diaz). Such a sad ending~ I love how the English speaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4220257982618559897?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4220257982618559897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4220257982618559897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4220257982618559897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4220257982618559897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-sem-break-doesnt-really-feel-like.html' title='Long entry ahead!'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-1028730028889545961</id><published>2008-11-08T13:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:48:00.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好开心～</title><content type='html'>能再次的打华语，太棒了！由于手提电脑出了些问题，荧幕已经看不到下面了，所以现在大概只能看到上面的６０～７０％。我的ｔａｓｋｂａｒ完完全全已经不能看到了，有时候真的不方便。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嗯～我要努力读书了！拼啊～我不要衰给你看！！！我要拿高分！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天买漫画，一口气看完了七本！越来越爱上我刚迷上的漫画家～可是网上竟然找不到她的画集。。。可恶～也许是没有什么人知道这个漫画家吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然想吃甜甜圈。。。啊～&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day baru tau Jung's surname is.... Kong (孔) in Chinese... He said his dad had 3 surnames =_= Kong, Heng (not sure if it's this spelling), Hing. Confucius' descendent?! Hing and Kong is like... so different can? I met his new girlfriend yesterday. Hmm... at least he finally found somebody new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-1028730028889545961?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1028730028889545961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=1028730028889545961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1028730028889545961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1028730028889545961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='好开心～'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-7107134424272969415</id><published>2008-11-08T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:51:20.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna puke,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling sick,&lt;br /&gt;I'm very dizzy&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate numbers,&lt;br /&gt;I hate accounting,&lt;br /&gt;I hate long descriptions&lt;br /&gt;I just hate reading academic stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna read my Susuk novel,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play my Guitar Hero Aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep til afternoon and wake up feelin carefree&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play my bowling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year I wanna join sports carnival again,&lt;br /&gt;Next year we're gonna attend prom nite,&lt;br /&gt;Next year I'm gonna have to face year 3 subjects&lt;br /&gt;Next year I'll be seeing my friends graduating but not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like working&lt;br /&gt;I feel like killing my lecturers&lt;br /&gt;I feel like playing sports&lt;br /&gt;I feel like seeing you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-7107134424272969415?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7107134424272969415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=7107134424272969415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7107134424272969415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7107134424272969415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/i.html' title='I'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4903931132978357532</id><published>2008-11-08T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:43:45.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress?</title><content type='html'>Hmm, Happy Birthday ZiXian, although I've wished you last nite. Omg, I'm feeling really dizzy. Dunno izzit because I'm facing the computer too much or because I tried to read the lecture notes on the computer, the slides gave me a terrible head-spin! So now I'm typing and feeling very sick at the same time... Dammit! The mid term for MC100 is on Monday and I've already completed 3 topics (of slides) tonight. Looks like I can't stay up to study for my MA2. Since I wanted to end the revision really fast, I still have 11 chapters of FIN204 left untouched =.=" And I'm wondering how on earth am I to gulp all those 11 chapters just in 3 days =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really gtg, gotta go lie down. Feel like puking real badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm working quite hard for the finals. For Management Accounting 2 onli. Me and KS really felt annoyed and irritated about the midterm. Dammit! The midterm was easy =_= And due to carelessness... sigh, tough luck. Went to look for Michelle Phang for consultation, ended up got lectured by her and I guessed she was quite upset with us? Probably because we're retakers, and she might have felt that we are lazy students. And dun quite pay attention in class, always sitting behind talking or laughing =.=" or during tutorial while everyone is working very hard on the questions, we're just sitting there chatting away because we had the answers (from last semester's tutorial).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I studied til having gastric, terrible shoulder aches, feeling very sleepy and tired after coming back home from doing MA revisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall make my move now. Sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuwu..... shall plan for our sem break holiday. Yippie~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4903931132978357532?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4903931132978357532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4903931132978357532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4903931132978357532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4903931132978357532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/stress.html' title='Stress?'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4512175900133849776</id><published>2008-11-04T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:24:01.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Day</title><content type='html'>Hiup! Exams period is here again, all the best UQ-ers! Hmm, still in the preparation of MA2. Damn frustrating doing accounting stuff... grr.... me and Khai Shein struggled thru our textbook questions today. And we were so into it that I've totally forgotten about my ACC202 class! Aiks! Supposed to getting the exam tips from class, looks like I have to get it from fellow coursemates.... =_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after my finals, going to somewhere. Gonna move there to study. But I shall not reveal anything yet until the day comes. Everyone is afraid of the bad times and many of my mum's friends are trying to get their children to study in Singapore. Now you know why Singapore suddenly is gonna have plenty of skyscrapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very very long chat with Jung yday. He was supposed to attend his class at 2pm, but he was so exhausted (due to his heavy workload as usual),  after we had lunch (me, KS, him), KS went for class, so me and him were having little chats about his new girl. Then he told me he had to get some rest before class. Woke him up at 2.05pm, he said let him rest for another 5 mins... Then he finally woke up and went for a drink. And came back very long about 3 something =_=" So we talked and talked.... til it was almost 5pm he wasn't interested in showing his face in class d, hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BEST part was, I reached college around 7.35am....  Even when I had 8am classes, I NEVER came this early (for a long time, excluding exams) =_=" Not even to start my revision early. But I sat there like a fool cos I was feeling very tired. Waited for KS to come by and she told me that now students would have to flash their student IDs in order to get up the bus! Damn troublesome since I've always put my purse inside my bag. Luckily I came with my brother yday. If not, sure die. I had a lot things on my hands - 2 accounting textbooks, 1 accounting lecture notes booklet, 1 FIN204 lecture notes booklet, my usual folder/file, a small packet of new foolscap paper.. and a laptop. How to hold the card?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't announced the best part yet. When I realised that it was already 5.17pm, I was wondering why my brother did not contact me. He should be done with all his classes. So I finally asked him whether he finished his class, he told me ya. So I asked him where is he? He called me up and asked me where I was. Then... he told me he was already on his way home ZZZZZ..... He tot I went home early, so he wasn't expecting to pick me up from KPD and go home together... wuwu........ I'm being abandoned by my own brother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4512175900133849776?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4512175900133849776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4512175900133849776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4512175900133849776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4512175900133849776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/fantastic-day.html' title='Fantastic Day'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-7288333517751851646</id><published>2008-10-28T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:30:07.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so motivated after all...</title><content type='html'>Exams are starting in 2 weeks times. I am very lazy to study. I was quite motivated to study a few days ago but due to the environment that I'm in. Well, let's just say that I end up watching my brother playing PS2. And I've finally bought a new FFX cd. Coz the 1st cd was so cacat that the game got stuck whenever I defeated Sin's Spawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot weather, makes me feel sleepy. After exam..... must bowl!!!!! grr..... Oh, the mic damn cacat. Kok Jin used my mic and he had no problem with it in Meetoto. But why couldn't I use it for MSN? Double Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I really have to lock myself in some empty room whether there's only a table and a chair with lotsa pretty stationaries. Then maybe I'm able to focus. =___=" I'm only motivated to study because of my friend. If not, =__= I think I would be lazying around til next week baru nak baca, tapi pada masa tu dah lewat ni. So hard to find something to motivate me to study. And the simple reason why he's my motivation is because he's good in his studies == Dun feel like being left out zzzzz. Silly excuse right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to those in UQ, since ur exams will start before us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-7288333517751851646?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7288333517751851646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=7288333517751851646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7288333517751851646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7288333517751851646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-so-motivated-after-all.html' title='Not so motivated after all...'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-7930727827279651040</id><published>2008-10-25T18:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T18:47:46.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the Wind</title><content type='html'>You're like the wind,&lt;br /&gt;Come as you like,&lt;br /&gt;Go as you wish,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving no trails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like the tree,&lt;br /&gt;Easily shaken, &lt;br /&gt;But rooted to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Firmly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you come by,&lt;br /&gt;I danced to your rhythm,&lt;br /&gt;You easily showed &lt;br /&gt;Your warmth, your gentleness,&lt;br /&gt;Your rage, your sadness&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The fallen leaves&lt;br /&gt;Are the evidence of your journey&lt;br /&gt;That's where I know&lt;br /&gt;You came and gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Islam body is really getting over the top! Dressing up is one of the rights of humans! I don't see any reason why a girl has no rights to dress up like a boy. Hey, when girls dressed up in short skirts, you say people dressed up too sexy and attract rapists. Now girls dressed up like boys and you say we lose our femininity. And claim to go against human nature or the Islam law, watever law. Wat the heck? I thought Islam like to claim that skin must not be shown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-7930727827279651040?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7930727827279651040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=7930727827279651040' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7930727827279651040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7930727827279651040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/like-wind.html' title='Like the Wind'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5806174548940007291</id><published>2008-10-23T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:57:31.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blues</title><content type='html'>You won't know that I've cried &lt;br /&gt;Because you can't see the tears,&lt;br /&gt;You can't hear the weepings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't know that I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;Because you can't see them,&lt;br /&gt;Neither can you feel them for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't know that I've tried hard&lt;br /&gt;Because you can't see them,&lt;br /&gt;And you're not bloody interested to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't know that I treasure you&lt;br /&gt;Not because you can't see it,&lt;br /&gt;But you choose to ignore it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't know anything&lt;br /&gt;Not because I did not tell you&lt;br /&gt;Not because you did not understand&lt;br /&gt;It's because you weren't really listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not you&lt;br /&gt;You're not me&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling all fed up&lt;br /&gt;And you're feeling all frustrated and annoyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how those very emo/gothic ppl write bad poetry XD probably try in my next entry.. kekeke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5806174548940007291?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5806174548940007291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5806174548940007291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5806174548940007291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5806174548940007291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/blues.html' title='The Blues'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-6212036400942325505</id><published>2008-10-21T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:54:36.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, it's me again~ I'm not really busy, you could say that I'm very free (because I'm totally bad at time management!). Anyways, it's rainy season in Malaysia now. So you either see rain or get caught in the rain, E-V-E-R-Y-Day~ Sien hor like that? Good weather with all the sun shine and nice blue sky, suddenly just a little grey clouds here, a little gloomy there, hiup~ you get long hours of rain the whole evening (and maybe til nite time) =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to remind myself of how the time really flies by =__= Not to mention that it's close to November!! End of the year ="= Another year of nothing being accomplished. Oh well, so it's ZiXian's turn to celebrate her birthday in Aus~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I finally had the guts to talk to 2 hunkies from Germany and Finland. Both of them are exchange students and they are only in HELP for this sem. And soon they'll be leavin, duh, coz this sem is almost a rap! I actually saw them the first time in Trekathon. The Finland guy won, i dunno, 2nd? 3rd? And he's tall! Actually just had a small chat with them coz I was actually accompanying KS to wait for Lily (the Vietnamese girl from Foundation). We waited and waited until it almost rained =__= She is clumsy beyond clumsy =_= Or so to say, she's quite slow (Chi Dun). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Ms Lily got locked out because her roommate had forgotten to pass her back the keys. So she couldn't go into the house at all, and she couldn't change into her formal wear. So me and KS was waiting at the HELP bus-waiting-place from 12:15pm onwards til around 1:40pm =___= And the way to KL is jam today. Dunno why. It's jam everywhere today. And I was late for class, all thanks to the stupid jam which started from the overhead bridge from Jalan Ipoh to Jalan Duta (Hockey stadium or Wisma Hasil something something or entrance to Sri Hartmas/WP mosque). And because of this, I had to park my car so far away... again, all the way back. Tsk! And it was only 9:10am. Late for class, what to do. Dammit....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-6212036400942325505?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6212036400942325505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=6212036400942325505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6212036400942325505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6212036400942325505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-its-me-again-im-not-really-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-2783621745857359380</id><published>2008-10-05T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:37:02.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Humans are despicable. I must protect my pets. I must earn lotsa money and buy a big house with a big empty space to accommodate them! Wait for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人類不如動物.&lt;br /&gt;為了你們,我要賺大錢,買間大屋子給你們住!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-2783621745857359380?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2783621745857359380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=2783621745857359380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2783621745857359380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2783621745857359380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/humans-are-despicable.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4631535434421760871</id><published>2008-10-03T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T01:37:16.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jrock craze</title><content type='html'>Have the urge to dye my hair~ ~ And after watching some Jrock videos, omg~ I love their outfits, the jacket, the shoes, the hair style.. omg omg~ Maybe when I have the free time I'll go to the Lala-Land - Sungai Wang and hunt down those clothes~ The oversized sweater Gackt wore in his live performance for the song "Last Song".... so cute XD XD XD The whole set of outfit tht Miyavi wore in his "Are You Ready To Rock" PV... the shoes~~~~ I want one! The jacket~~~ I must have it ~.~ I think I went crazy d... @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2B7PTFlAh4c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2B7PTFlAh4c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a video of Gackt... damn cute.. and funny XD Have to watch it for urself. Please do wait patiently ^^ Lately the streamyx line is getting more terrible... teruk teruk.. play game halfway also get DC and got death penalty because of it :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4631535434421760871?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4631535434421760871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4631535434421760871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4631535434421760871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4631535434421760871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/jrock-craze.html' title='Jrock craze'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-744992171703919875</id><published>2008-09-23T03:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T04:10:40.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Midterm is over for me, and I did badly in the paper again! Oh sigh, I was very careless this time. My time management was bad. Crap! I wonder if I'm ever gonna pass this paper. No eyes see T.T If there was another 20mins time, I think I would be able to finish the paper on time, and probably score some better "lookable" (看得见人） This sem's paper was a lot more easier compared to last sem's. Double crap! Ah well, this week is CSU revision week, a week of for HUC students!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, September is almost gone now and I'll be busy with my FIN204 assignment again! Due on 11th October I think :S And then my baby Handsome and Angel will be a year old! Happy birthday rabbits! Goddamn Bobo hitting puberty, so he kept humping on my legs =_=" Great playing hide-and-seek with him~ Me and Kok Leong went into hiding behind the curtains and kept teasing him and calling his name, just to confuse him~ Bobo is so cute XD and stupid ="=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! Now only I remembered that I've forgotten to hand in the Trekathon forms! Triple crap ="= I wonder if I could ask someone to do it for me first XD Probably next week then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving Relakkuma~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SNf7Gc6QHQI/AAAAAAAAAW8/9nlp_yYahAU/s1600-h/Rilakkuma12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SNf7Gc6QHQI/AAAAAAAAAW8/9nlp_yYahAU/s400/Rilakkuma12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248939978981907714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SNf67reoRKI/AAAAAAAAAW0/j21X9h5bDTk/s1600-h/Rilakkuma15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SNf67reoRKI/AAAAAAAAAW0/j21X9h5bDTk/s400/Rilakkuma15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248939793914021026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnite~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-744992171703919875?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/744992171703919875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=744992171703919875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/744992171703919875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/744992171703919875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/midterm-is-over-and-i-did-badly-in.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SNf7Gc6QHQI/AAAAAAAAAW8/9nlp_yYahAU/s72-c/Rilakkuma12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-8120008727753340549</id><published>2008-09-14T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:22:53.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无题作文</title><content type='html'>身上只带着六百四十五人民币，不知道要向哪儿前进。在这陌生地带里徘徊了一段时间，终于鼓起了勇气，向四周围打听打听，再挑选一个听起来好像还很不错的地方，进行我的“寻找自我”计划。不管去到什么地方都好，只要离开着伤心地，就足够了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在途中，我想起了我的家人，我的朋友们。他们会发现我已经离开了吗？是否知道了过后，会把我找出来？他们会紧张吗？还是，我对他们来说，是没有意义的?我不算是什么大人物，就算失踪了也不见得会怎么样。你，会来找我吗？不仅的想起你那毫无表情的脸孔，心里的感受犹如刀割地疼。不抱着任何的期望，只希望，到了目的地，能重新来过，把以前窝囊的自己给遗弃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这笔钱，也无法让我过得很舒适。区区的那么六百块，能用得多久？生活水平总是在进步着，日常用品都一天比一天更贵。只好暂时找个工，尽快赚取房租的钱。什么工好呢？其实，我一点都不介意，只要不牵涉到犯法的，我一一都能尝试去做。也许，在这期间，我也能找到我的人生目标，能寻找我的梦想，打拼我的天地。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，尽管想得多么美好，这只是个梦，一个很遥远的梦。双手再怎样伸展出去，都无法捉到的梦。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-8120008727753340549?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8120008727753340549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=8120008727753340549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8120008727753340549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8120008727753340549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_14.html' title='无题作文'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-8123565470069576974</id><published>2008-09-14T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T02:29:12.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Sept 2008</title><content type='html'>Time flies, and it's already mid sem. Nothing productive is done. Spent the last 2 weeks gaming, seems like I've got bitten by the gaming bug. Haven't been addictive to online games since, hmm.. the RO era and O2Jam era..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today youtube-d Raymond Lam Fung, found some clips of people playing the songs on piano! Makes me feel like learning back my piano.. wuwu... To learn or not to learn? I'm such a lazy person, sigh, probably the teacher will be mad at me for either not practicing or not doing theory. I'm still keeping my nails, but not used to it since it became harder for me to sms. But I need my right nails for me to play guitar, left nails should be kept short for easy chord pressing. Shall get a black nail polish these days~ ohoohoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, there's nothing much to report. Been sleeping late and waking up late lately. Seems like I'm halfway to semi-suicide. Dunno wat the hell I'm talking. Gotta remind myself to get the Hep B 2nd jap. Goodnite people~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-8123565470069576974?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8123565470069576974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=8123565470069576974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8123565470069576974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8123565470069576974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/14-sept-2008.html' title='14 Sept 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-1993837049570806257</id><published>2008-09-04T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:09:12.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Post</title><content type='html'>I love words, more than numbers. Numerical stuff gives me a headache. I hated numbers, but I'm bound to it. The more I hated it, the more it came to haunt me. Believe me, I would rather throw away my calculator or exchange it for a few calligraphy  brushes and play with the ink and write nonsense. I keep telling myself I do not want to be an accountant. Despite doing so, I always have job vacancies sent to my email from Jobstreet and another which I've forgotten. Even a simple admin assistant would have to do some accounting work. Dammit! Just like I said. The more I tried to escape, the more they come after me. I won't embrace numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is dull here, no doubt. I'm trying to fill my time up. The much anticipated Japanese class, I still haven't inquired anything nor to have the guts to turn in and go up. I had always wanted to turn in, I was just at that lane where I could have just turned in. Oh sigh... I was quite happy the other day because I finally found the HELP Dodgeball Club contacts. The Mister Potato Dodgeball tournament was held @ 1U last Saturday. I had my guitar replacement class at 2.30pm til 3.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times Bookshop @ Hartamas Shopping Centre was having a stock clearance sale til 1st Sept. Me and my mum went a few times. And we never seem to get bored of just staring and browsing through the old books. Kok Jin, on the other hand, was kinda frustrated and kept complaining to me that he wanted to go home faster because it was boring to him. He kept wondering why we never seem to get bored despite coming several times to the same book fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might seemed a little odd, but I bought books on 'Test taking secrets' and 'How to Study, 6th ed.' Sounds like I'm desperately trying to find ways on how to improve my studies. But it turned out to be somewhat like the study skills subject I had in foundation. But I'll still read them anyways. Maybe I'll be able to discover something which I do not know... yet! Even had tips for cramming, LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found out that, our damn degree cert doesn't include Year 1's CGPA. Darn it! I have 2 Bs there! Since now the deal is that all year 3 and 5 best year 2 subjects would be taken into the computation of CGPA, I only have 1 B and another 4 C+ or C subjects to account for in year 2. I'm starting to fear year 3 subjects. And I can see that Accounting Theory, again, taught by Michelle Phang (sigh!) is so boring! And the text are hard to understand. I hate history. I hate numbers. And this is a combination of both. All I can say is... DARN IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping my fingernails long for the past 2 weeks? I'm quite aware of what harm it could bring me. 2 attempts of this has traumatised me a little bit. Remember my broken nail? Sign.. I even purposely put the transparent nail polish just so that it makes my nails harder and less vulnerable. I'm feeling hungry now =_= But I mustn't eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A greedy person can't get a lot of things done. I think I'm one. A lazy person can't accomplish anything. I think I'm categorized under this. Sometimes, I wished I was in a language school or something. I would rather learn Bahasa Malaysia if I have to. Want me to write essays? I'm glad to, although it could fry my brain. I'm still angry at UiTM for being such a racist public uni. Allowing a small quota of non-Malays to enter their goddamn uni will make such a fuss until they had to have a protest! Argh! Who needs them anyway? If we can accept non-Chinese to study in an independent Chinese school, then why can't they allow non-Malays to get into their stupid uni? Closed-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like getting a part-time job too. But I dun think my dad would allow. And I dun think I would have the heart to carry on with my studies either. Already I'm half-hearted in my studies. I expect myself to fail more in the future. I doubt I can graduate next year. After all, I'm not gonna be some big shot in the future. Oh, but I read in Hannah Tan's website, that she would want volunteers for some event. I'm not sure of the job scope but it's gonna be in September.. or October =_=" Sports carnival is finally on (soon)! I'm interested in the volleyball one, but... :( I'll shall just forfeit that. I shall wait for the bowling one instead! Wahahaha... I don't think I play very badly in that =_=" Maybe except that I do not strike that pose while err... releasing the ball? LOLs....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-1993837049570806257?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1993837049570806257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=1993837049570806257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1993837049570806257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1993837049570806257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-post.html' title='Random Post'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-2191031471726787014</id><published>2008-08-21T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:51:50.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th August 2008</title><content type='html'>Avril Lavinge's Asia - Kuala Lumpur Tour, banned by the PAS Youth, and not supported by the Culture minister. Well, it's not like I cared about Avril's concert. Because of them... no other international artiste would wanna come over to Malaysia and perform =__= What is so sexy about it? No jumping in a ROCK concert? OMG! Puh-lees la.... Jumping is good ok! At least you exercise a bit after standing/sitting a couple of hours there just listening. This is called INTERACTION... stupid =_=" No kissing on stage =.= Damn speechless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably should start planning to save more money... So maybe I'm crazy enough to fly over to some country and catch my fav j-rock groups perform... If I ever have that $$$....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from my guitar teacher than in Germany, the children are taught to respect each and every race/religion in the world. This education system starts off with the kids in Kindergarten. If a German is being caught for being racist, he would be fined! My brother Kok Jin gets picked on once in a while by those stupid Malay students. The absurd thing is that my guitar teacher's children who are studying in Hartamas Secondary School, the Malays told them that because they are non-Muslims, they are deemed to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'HARAM'&lt;/span&gt;, so they cannot mix with them...?!!! And I thought Hartamas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt; supposed to be some high class place, and their mindsets should be well, at least, better than the average/poor class. So what if you're god damn rich? What sort of parents are these? To teach their children that they cannot mix with non-Muslims coz they are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'haram'&lt;/span&gt;???? They say we are pork eaters, thus we are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'dirty'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guitar teacher did not understand the education system here in Malaysia because although he's a fellow Malaysian citizen like me and you.. But he has been spending at least half his life in foreign countries like the European countries. He never knew that Malaysians nowadays (referring to the youngsters) are so racist. He was actually quite shocked to hear the story from me and my brother. He said that if the UN finds out about it, UN has the power to influence other countries to not trade with Malaysia - embargo. We should be patriotic towards country, that's not wrong. But, being a real patriot should not blindly follow wat the government says. Because you want your country to be a better place, not flushing down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own updates... Hmm... I'm one of the volunteered group leaders for Famine 30, so I wont be joining as a participant/camper. Adeline (remember the one from foundation?) is also one of the group leaders... for CHINESE camp. I wanted to be in English but, ah well, wat the heck... I dun really mind. Experience is more important. Seems that they lack of group leaders. Swee Boon is also in charge of the Chinese camp. It was quite weird to hear ppl who usually converse in English, now giving presentations in Chinese. I wonder if certs are given to group leaders? I made some friends, like Li Fang from ktar, Rachael from Psyche Dept. Most of the committees were from Psyche Dept. Amanda is going for a trip, so she wont be joining the camp. Awh... Even some couples whom I've seen since in foundation are still standing strong like Chi Lian (sounds like Chi Lam oh~ wahahahha) and Yee Mun (not sure if this is the name.. wahahaha... =.=")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Gooi (FIN204) has decided to extent our assignment deadline because he hasn't finished the assignment areas =_=" And as for MA2... sigh... I've finished one essay questions, another doing about nearly 50%.. Calculations... =_= i think is roughly about 50% also la... but haven't keyed in yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Jin's playing Devil May Cry 4... Dante is damn dramatic =_= Espeically the part where he and Agnus were like reciting poetries. Agnus held a skeleton head like Shakespeare. LOL~ Look at the time~ It's late~ Goodnite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing that my brother told me was, his secondary school, SMK DIY (formerly known as Batu 5), was the BEST school in the Sentul zone in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;. What a big joke! And this year, was selected as... the 2nd.... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORST&lt;/span&gt; school in the Sentul zone. Serves them right! It was a lousy school from the start. And all thanks to the so-called smart and dutiful headmistress who has officially retired!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-2191031471726787014?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2191031471726787014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=2191031471726787014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2191031471726787014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2191031471726787014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/08/20th-august-2008.html' title='20th August 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-748613342214466144</id><published>2008-08-04T12:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:11:41.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th August 2008</title><content type='html'>The MA2 result is out today. Like what I've expected, I got an F for it. My plan of retaking Financial Reporting may be going down the drain after several assumptions in calculating the possible CGPA results I might get. The big problem is that I'm not quite sure how the office calculates my CGPA. Coz it was different from what I counted last sem. The letter won't be arriving any soon, so I dunno what's my current average. Goddammit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the Asia MTV Awards last night. It's odd that the Favorite Artist in Japan is not included. It had Malaysia, Taiwan, Singapore, Thailand, Korea, Philippines, Hong Kong, but no Japan?! Or I could have been outdated by the fact that it was never included because I did not watch the previous years of the award. I could say that the winners was easy to guess. Let's say Taiwan category. Show Lo vs big big names like Jolin Tsai. And Show Lo won?! Unbelievable. Jay Chou wasn't nominated either. Show Lo happened to be one of the mini host I dunno watchu call it. Anyways, he stood alongside with Stephenie Sun and Leo Ku in presenting winners for some categories. But his English was short and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas Teo won Favorite  Malaysian Artiste...  I thought I heard some grammar mistakes while he was giving his thank you speech. "Without you (fans), I wouldn't be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stand&lt;/span&gt; here!" .... !!!!??? Unless my ears were deceiving me. But the way he spoke in English, it did not sound very fluent. Linkin Park managed to win too~ Wahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC Fair ended yesterday. This year is a record breaking year. I went to PC Fair 3 days straight =_= First day just look look and take brochures. Went to Hall 1 to 5 straight instead of walking from upstairs. Got stuck in that 5 halls for at least 3 hours =.= yuen wong~~~~ 2nd day managed to be wiser, went up to the meeting rooms and ballroom those exhibitions. Bought a 4gb thumbdrive cost RM46, MP3 with built in 2gb for RM179 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ FREE 2gb Micro SD.&lt;/span&gt; It's 4GB for only RM179~~~~~ bought both from SanDisk. Bought Kaspersky Internet Security software for RM70 (1 user). Eng Hui's sister was working there, so I went to kacau her and bought the thing from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even saw Joe Ee working there~ I think his job was to just escort the Beijing Olympics mascot, the fire/red color one is wat d ah? Huan Huan? Then I saw other former high school classmates like Chou Sien and Wooi Sing. On the 2nd day I bumped into Jin Seng and his gal. He asked me how I came to KLCC and when he knew I drove there he wanted me to send him back. But in the end I had to tell him to take train back because I had to drive mum back too... My car had 4 people inside d (including me). And luckily he went back first because in the end I left KLCC at 8pm. And that 3 days, mum managed to shop at least RM100 in Isetan. RM5 off the parking~ Yesterday the parking was full that one of the entrance (from Jalan Tun Razak way) was closed. Had to enter from the Jalan Ampang entrance. I can say that I can see many stupid Malaysian drivers who do not understand the simple basic traffic rules. DUN STOP AT THE YELLOW BOX! You're blocking other drivers from going thru la... SHIT! You can't go then can't go la. Wait for the next traffic light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the funniest thing happened was I was helping Kok Jin to pull his Edifier speakers back and they gave him a trolley as a free gift. So while I was dragging the trolley, 2 Malay girls asked the security guard how to go to PC Fair. Then I was walking in front of them by the time they were facing towards the car park to go to the convention centre. So one of the silly girl started walking and I was pulling the trolley. Eventually, her feet got run over by the trolley that I was pulling~ wahahahahahha XD XD Of course let me cross first then only you walk ma.... ohohohoho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go~ Have to clean the floor and care for little baby Bobo~ Gonna have tea with a very old coursemate. Lols~ Go ahead and guess who's that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-748613342214466144?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/748613342214466144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=748613342214466144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/748613342214466144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/748613342214466144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/08/4th-august-2008.html' title='4th August 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-8221304811789596365</id><published>2008-07-29T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:52:41.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>July 2008 Updates!</title><content type='html'>Today is officially the first day of my new sem. My financial reporting got AE :( So I've wrote in to the dept so that they cancel my AE (meaning I'll fail the paper automatically). I've got too many Ds in my result d, have to work hard for this paper because it isn't hard. But hopefully I'm able to score well in my mid-term as well as my finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumor has it that for our last sem, MA2 got 70% of the class failed. Til today, MA2 results are still pending because CSU has not sent back the results yet. Stupid CSU !@#$%^&amp;amp;* But anyhow, I have the answer in my heart, I know I've submitted almost a blank answer sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, I'm taking part in this year's Famine 30. Unfortunately, PK and KS are not going. KS said her body cannot take it if she starves. Then PK wanted to take part at first, but decided not to go because she wanted to work for the Celcom roadshow. So.... oh well, I have to get myself a new sleeping bag, because I never had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... last Saturday was my Chinese birthday, lols~ I've found someone who is one day older than me~ that is Belle~ my colleague. She's Jenny's "wife". I laughed at her when she came to work for the first time because my chow chow dog happens to share the same name as her. Luckily she stays in Jinjang, but her house, to me it's like a maze =_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and college has changed, just within that 1 month. From now on, no more free stapler and bullets provided for assignments. Apparently, some very f**king students stole them. Aunty Helena was quite pissed about it when she told me. So, please staple your assignments first before bring it to college for submission. Level 2 is also currently undergoing some renovations. KS told me the level 4 staff room in Wisma HELP is no longer staff room! So where did they moved to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I was browsing the notice boards until I came upon.... a very silly/weird contest...... It's called.... "Mini Skirt Contest" =_= Of all contests! What's it about you wonder? Basically just to find some chics who are willing to show off their proud legs with their mini skirts. Too bad this contest is over, if not I would really like to see how the stupid contest goes. And there is also the Paintball Tournament coming up! It's on August 2nd. Don't think I'll be able to go. What made me sad was I saw a little notice where this particular programme will pick 67 people for training to work in the advertising industry! That's what I want!!!! What a bummer as the registration is closed and training is 6 months long. Sad................. I think have to go through interview as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally done my student ID. The happy thing about it is that I don't have to pay a single cent because I produced my police report. Besides that, I get to snap a new pic! Better to snap new one because like tht people will know that bloody bastard is using my old student ID! The bad thing is that... The stupid photo is blur when it's printed onto the card. CACAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr can go apply a Helpmail because exam dockets will be emailed to us and we have to print them ourselves from now on. I'm still thinking what to write in because I haven't been updating the blog :s But I guess.. That's all for now then... Til then... jyane~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-8221304811789596365?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8221304811789596365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=8221304811789596365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8221304811789596365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8221304811789596365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-2008-updates.html' title='July 2008 Updates!'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-6994465379949693905</id><published>2008-07-17T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:54:38.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sui Dou Tit Dai</title><content type='html'>Tmr, I shall go settle my new IC and my ATM card. Thinking whether or not to change to the new debit card... And I'm not sure whether I need to pay for the new ATM card or not... sad :(  Luckily one of the nearest place to renew IC is at Maju Junction, or else I have to travel to the far away land eg. Shah Alam to make a damn IC. Coz dad's friend's wife work there. Then later ask mum to ask the driving school whether can renew the license thru them or I have to personally go all the way to JPJ myself :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt that it's just plain bad luck. Today I accidentally dropped PK's iPod Touch onto the floor =_= Frightened me I quickly went to check on the thing, and no sounds came out =.= I thought I spoiled the speaker but actually need earphone one =.= Shit... made me so scared to tell PK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kla~ Manpreet's birthday present, I still haven't get. Wait til I get my atm card first la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-6994465379949693905?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6994465379949693905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=6994465379949693905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6994465379949693905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6994465379949693905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/sui-dou-tit-dai.html' title='Sui Dou Tit Dai'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-1674094406771583148</id><published>2008-07-16T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:28:42.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Bad Luck 16th June 2008</title><content type='html'>Boo hoo :( I'm working part time in Wisma Genting. So I travel through and fro by monorail and LRT. So as usual, I would take the monorail back to Titiwangsa and then from there take LRT back to Sentul to my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... here's how the story goes. PK wanted to go visit her fren who had just given birth in a hospital located near Chow Kit Road. So she decided to follow me back to my house, and then in the monorail, she asked whether I would like to go to Mutiara to visit the comic shop~ Of course I say ok~ So we were chatting in the monorail, then!!!! I noticed a Malay/Indonesian guy had stood next to me, and my darn bag was facing him (my back facing him), so I felt like my bag was being touched or I was feeling paranoid. Or maybe the train was quite bouncy sometimes so I thought it was the train. Then I saw that Malay/Indonesian guy left the train.  And I did not bother to check my bag but I was feeling quite uneasy. The minute I stepped out from the monorail in Titiwangsa station, I quickly checked my bag and noticed that my zip was opened! And that my wallet is missing....SOBSOBSOB...!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PK had to accompany me to Sentul police station and since that was the nearest station nearby. So.. the police asked me to park opposite road and walk back to the police station =_= Dammit... Then I was told to go up to the 2nd floor and fill in a form regarding my missing IC, and later lodge my report downstairs. I went upstairs and damn it was small =_= The hallway was like onli enough to put 3 chairs =_= Unbelievable... And there was this guy who was standing in front of me, he blocked the right entrance, had me thinking if there was only the left road which had a paper sticked on writing "Pejabat Pegawai Jenayah" I was thinking, so kua cheong meh? Just wanna fill in form for missing IC need to go til Jenayah meh? Then suddenly there was this sergeant who suddenly walked to the room on the right =_= Damn zha dou....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din know tht I'm required to bring other documents to proof that I'm me! What the heck?! I came to lodge report straight from work, you want me to travel back all the way to my house and get some document to prove I'm me? You gotta be joking! I drove from Sentul LRT to Sentul Police Station short distance also had to get caught up in the jam! And imagine me traveling back to my home and come back, how long must I stuck in the jam to reach the darn police station? So I had to call up the bank to cancel my ATM card... Then PK said I can upgrade my plain ATM card to Debit Card @.@ But I dun wanna waste my money just like tht lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went back down and lodge my report. The policewoman who typed my report, I felt she was slightly... incompetent. The guy police came and insist in my report by asking me questions so that it would be easier to make the report. The policewoman, I dunno izzit her BM is poor or what. She had to edit one same sentence for a few times =_= Even used the wrongly word and let the policeman corrected. Quite zha dou.... =_= Anyways, it's my first time entering the police station after staying there for so many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for nothing, I lost my IC, driver's license, ATM card, Bonuslink card, Jusco card, Popular card, 2 comic membership cards, 2 movie tickets which I would collect, my HELP student ID also gone! Argh!!! Even my doctor's name card also just gone like that! Luckily I saved the number in my handphone. Some receipts inside, my bank receipt!! OH NO! That indicates how much I have inside the bank lo... Yer.... =_=" Like that, I need around RM300 to settle my IC fine which is RM70, renewal of driver's license, and RM10 for student ID... wuwu.... And I wanna get a new bag! I dun wanna carry this bag of mine anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can only say bad luck. And I shall try to be more careful in the future, especially in public transport. That's what I hate about it. Unsafe for passengers. Sigh.... Now I can finally buy the chains which I have been looking fwd to buy... someday.... =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-1674094406771583148?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1674094406771583148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=1674094406771583148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1674094406771583148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1674094406771583148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/total-bad-luck-16th-june-2008.html' title='Total Bad Luck 16th June 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-2371595371090506190</id><published>2008-07-13T02:13:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T02:22:55.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Optical Illusions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SHj17UJw4vI/AAAAAAAAAQs/am7o_hLyjPk/s1600-h/DSC07304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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But the lazy author of this blog doesn't not wish to arrange the pics accordingly or else her eyes will go blind by doing so. Why did I snap so many of these you may ponder. One simple reason - Nothing Else Better To Do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-2371595371090506190?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2371595371090506190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=2371595371090506190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2371595371090506190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2371595371090506190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-so-optical-illusions.html' title='Not So Optical Illusions'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SHj17UJw4vI/AAAAAAAAAQs/am7o_hLyjPk/s72-c/DSC07304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-8935304125984613401</id><published>2008-07-10T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:32:56.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Entry Ahead!</title><content type='html'>It's July. And another 2 or 3 weeks, classes will commence once again. My working life will end again. It's time to attend boring lectures and face the dull nor interesting textbooks. Bon Odori is this Saturday, unfortunately I'm not going this year. Since guitar class has been scheduled this Saturday evening. Kok Jin would be going to the festival, and mostly I would be home. In the year before a bunch of silly girls went to Bon Odori together. Last year, kinda missed out because I was working. And this year, it feels weird to go with only with Kok Jin and his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall just go thru wat happened within these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday me and PK took a day off to attend the farewell activities. We had our last sing k session with Soo Wen and ZiXian. We sang from before noon til 3pm. Then we went to take sticker photos together. It is my first time with college mates. And it would be silly for me to keep playing with it too because it's expensive. The machines were so canggih that I didn't know how to edit the photos XD I'm so ulu~ Then we had to rush back to Klang to prepare the BBQ ingredients. NEVER GO TO GIANT! Their food seriously sucks. We bought about 48 pieces of chicken wings. And most of it went to waste because the meat couldn't be fully cooked despite cooking it for a very long time. And thanks to Khai Shein who said that she could eat 2 persons' share of chicken wings. Yeah right. So the lesson of the story is, do not trust what Khai Shein says about her eating 2 persons' portion of food and do not go to Giant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may wonder, what the heck is wrong with the food we bought from Giant? The chicken wing turned purple! You dare to eat chicken wings which are injected? Would you even dare to eat a purple colored meat? No right? But I accidentally ate one =_= I thought it was the blood but I also felt scared to eat. The packet of mini cocktails that we bought were hard and it wasn't close to having the "QQ" texture. The packet of sotong balls, dkl said that it tasted like flour instead. Thus, it's good to buy something branded to eat although it is costly. The only edible stuff was the cheese mini cocktail and the crab stick. Know what? I think I made a pretty good crab stick on sticks XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were eating, an Indian boy suddenly fell off from his bicycle. He cried. Just when we wanted to open the gate, a Malay guy on a motor came to carry him up. The Indian boy just cried and went home with his bicycle. Not that I'm cold hearted or anything. But the way he cried was damn funny &gt;_&lt; So we stayed the night in Khai Shein's house. Sin Ying and ZiXian suddenly got hyped up during bedtime. PK so beh tahan and she asked how come she will know such crazy ppl. And djl snored very loud, he's probably drained because he had class in the morning then only he rushed to 1U for the sing k session. And he sped back to DJ to drop Soo Wen home and then rush backed to Banting here. And we finally got to have a look at Sin Ying's mum's yoga centre. We went to her house to marinate the chicken wings and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of ZiXian everyone woke up late. Her alarm woke us up and yet she went back to bed! Her alarm snoozed 2 times I think and PK thought it was her phone XD XD She can really sleep dead. A normal person would wake up immediately upon hearing the alarm. But NO! Not ZX, she can sleep thru the alarm and we had to wake her up so that she turn it off. Then PK scolded her that if she doesn't plan to wake up that early, pls don't set the alarm. So we clean up and went for Bak Kut Teh as brunch. On the way back got police road block. But they weren't doing their jobs lo. Just stood there facing the other direction instead of looking at the cars. Because KL was kinda messy with all the PKR rally and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car got tinted again! RM1000.... with anti-break. But my car looks much more brighter now compared to the old tint, which Alex (dad's ex-salesman) cheap tint broke 4 of my heater lines behind X( So I can only use the wiper now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to complain about the Monorail! It made me almost couldn't make it to KLIA yesterday! Cacat Monorail has been having technical problems since Monday! Monday's one was so severe that trains stopped in every station. So the train was full of people. And I heard from my colleague that hers in KL Sentral got a Malay lady fainted due to suffocation I guess? Cos lack of oxygen? And another colleague was stranded in the Monorail with the doors closed. What? Air con where got enough for the train which is small and packed? Today I took 2 hours to get home?! WTH?! I couldn't get in the monorail, so I waited at Raja Chulan station for an hour. And I was fed up because it was getting late. And slim chance that I would be able to get into the next train. So I decided to walk to Bukit Nanas station and wait for the darn monorail. Damn those passengers kept pushing and pushing til there's no space for the people to come out from the train. So eventually, I think I've missed about at least 5 trains. Or maybe more than that. People had to line up til the stairs somemore lo. So kua cheong lo! I got stuck in between 2 fat women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shell's current contest got extended. Instead of ending it at July 28th. It's gonna extend til September. But Shell will be changing the contest form to exclude the grand prize winners. The amount of cash to be won by the end of the promotion is RM17,000!!! And a petrol card worth RM3,000! And this week's grand prize the cash winnings is only RM11,000. Every week increased by RM2,000. If I strike that much of money, I don't know what I'm gonna do with it. So it leaves with the 700 consolation prizes with a petrol card worth RM300. Still help to save a bit of money lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manpreet's birthday is next Saturday, my brother's finals end at next Saturday, my friend's college is have dotA competition next Saturday. So happening? But I haven't get her a present yet. I'm too busy to go out shopping. Maybe I'll try weekends. But I dunno wat to get her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad when Soo Wen left because I wasn't able to accompany her to visit the batting cages after all the talking. And Mage cafe I only went once with her. Once is never enough! Next time nobody to teman me play ping ping pong pong. Nobody to speak English with in college. And I didn't manage to snap photo with Yung Hui, May Yoong, Jordan, Siu Fai, Winnie. Sigh, if only... The darn monorail did not have stupid technical problems which wasted precious time. Thought wanna have a last photo of the students from foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Wan Yian, if you're reading this, pls say hi to the gang for me ya;) And I wanted to snap photos with them.. wanted to catch Yung Hui snap photo but I saw a man (was it her dad?) taking photos for them, so.... :( When wanna find May Yoong, she was already going down =.=" I thought Sylvia wasn't going to UQ. Probably changed her mind the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampat ZiXian, pls don't wake up late for classes there d la. And PK very "dum" when you get onto the plane and take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minna-san, it's winter so... Stay Warm ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SHTgf61XT6I/AAAAAAAAAPM/VV9yy2UZHms/s1600-h/DSC07399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SHTgf61XT6I/AAAAAAAAAPM/VV9yy2UZHms/s400/DSC07399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221044707002896290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess who's DIRTY feet is this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-8935304125984613401?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8935304125984613401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=8935304125984613401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8935304125984613401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8935304125984613401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-entry-ahead.html' title='Long Entry Ahead!'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SHTgf61XT6I/AAAAAAAAAPM/VV9yy2UZHms/s72-c/DSC07399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-8456083717361989225</id><published>2008-06-27T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:30:26.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27th June 2008</title><content type='html'>Just now I was watching one movie on Astro, sorry, I've forgotten which channel it was in. Could be HBO. If you are into percussion bands, trumpets, tubas, drums, this would be the right movie for you! Just by watching the movie it builds up my adrenaline rush! It's about this guy, Devon, who's in University Atlanta A&amp;amp;T.  And he has amazing drum skills but he doesn't cooperate with the band. And even challenged his sector manager. The choreography is superb~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda made me felt regret for not joining high school's percussion band. I chose not to join because I was in the band in primary school. And since our school is just a small school, so our music instruments weren't exactly the music instruments used in percussion bands. I don't know what is the english name for my music instrument because it's like a mini keyboard but instead of using hands to play with in, you have to blow into the pipe then only got sound comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have a high school life. I'm pretty sad about it. That's why I tried to make it up in college. Poor me. Oh ya, the movie title is called Drumline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-8456083717361989225?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8456083717361989225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=8456083717361989225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8456083717361989225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8456083717361989225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/27th-june-2008.html' title='27th June 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-7022849753227049341</id><published>2008-06-23T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:28:30.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged ~.~</title><content type='html'>How come my hands so itchy went to open Wan Yian's blog :p LOL~ so here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 things I am passionate about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1* Drawing&lt;/span&gt;. I draw when I'm feeling bored and tired in class. I draw before I go to bed. I draw in my textbooks XD *bad student* I draw on my final exam question paper! During year 1's ITC101, the exam invigilator came and stood beside me. He say I draw nicely. I felt paiseh. During this sem's Acc201, I spent roughly an hour answering my paper because I couldn't answer the paper at all. So I spent the remaining time drawing my whole question paper. Luckily the invigilator din see anything~ walalala~ But my exam eat egg got la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2* Music&lt;/span&gt;. Name it, play, listen or sing (although I'm not very good in any one). My current favourite genre would have to be J-Rock. Maybe some of you had already noticed. Unfortunately, not many people enjoys listening to Japanese music. Some cannot even stand rock music. They find it noisy. Noisy meh? Rock music also can play piano one lo. I still enjoy listening to tunes from BSB, maybe not so much of Westlife. Sometimes, Chinese music is just, boring. Just because I speak Mandarin with most of my friends, doesn't mean I love Chinese songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3*Manga&lt;/span&gt;. I'm quite particular about the drawing style. I dun just read any book like that. Those draw long long limbs or eyes super duper big one no thank you. Maybe I won't buy the book but just read it in the comic shop. You may have seen this a thousand times, my favourite manga-ka is Watase Yuu,  Kazuya Minekura, a little bit of Clamp, bla bla... Depends on my mood. But Watase Yuu would be my top manga-ka. I love her XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4* Talk&lt;/span&gt;. But I dun talk 24 hours a day thank you because my mouth also need to rest one lo. But I just like talking and chatting. So if I wan to crap, let me crap a little la har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5* Photography&lt;/span&gt;. I just snap watever I see. You cannot just wait for something to happen for you to snap ma right? Walala~ I feel like I snap like a paparazzi. Lol~ Maybe I can become a stalker and snap people's photos XD Sound so scary~ I'm not a pro. Thank you. Can say I'm close to being a noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6* Gaming&lt;/span&gt;. I'm the more tomboyish girl. Shopping might be the last thing on my mind. Some may choose to read some fantastic books. Some may shop until their house also can become a boutique. Some like to go for facial until their faces become so flawless that they even appear in the newspaper because the beautician or the facial product is incompatible with their skin whatever. And, gaming is also a topic for me to chat with boys in case I run out of things to say. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7* Writing. It doesn't have to be just plain blogging. I used to enjoy writing essays in high school. That's if I have that knowledge for the subject then can crap a lot. Just like to write words. I love words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8* Calligraphy. Amazed? Well, I felt that it's a Chinese culture that we should learn to love, although the ink stinks a lot =_= I dun see the westerners using a Mopit dipping into the ink and write pretty words. I can't say that I write very nice la, because I also just try my best only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I say/type too often:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(omg... now onli I realised the tag is a long one =_=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1* =_= / =.=  Cute hor XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2* Oh... there you have it &gt;&gt; XD A must have emo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3* Die lo. I die all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4* Walalala~ Sounds cute too also hor~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5* Why you like that one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6* Ooof ooof Like a dog like that :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7* Shit. A good indication for something bad. Short and precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8* Goodness gracious. Because it sounds more graceful than OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 things I learnt for the past year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1* It's good to enhance skills which other people doesn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2* Sometimes, no matter how hard working you are, you still land up in shitty results. So, it's not that you're not hardworking enough, you just worked harder with the wrong stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3* Accounting is boring. That's why it gave me time to draw more in class. Yippie~ And to look forward to brunch after class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4* Walk the talk. I know myself. I usually do not have the habit of this. So... the guitar lesson was the first step. It wasn't easy but it gave my life some entertainment after able to play the guitar, and the piano~ Should I learn to play the violin? :p Or the drums? XD Better not get too far~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5* After working part time, I felt that I have lose some interest in studying. I'm not ambitious. Bad thing I know. Thus, my life is just going on without a pointer to guide me. I'm a lost rabbit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6* I think I am allergic to animals :( SAD..... Sob Sob....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7* Being in a relationship is nice. But, I realised that, being single is great. I'm free to do anything I want. Why rush neh? I think I have good relationship with my brothers and my mum. And I also have wonderful friends. I don't think I'm that desperate for a bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8* Life is tiring. I need to rest in peace. Suddenly, I felt that I have a lot of stuff that I wish to learn. It should be a good thing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 people I would like to tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you're interested, you can always tag yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is the preview screening for Doomsday @ Cineleisure. Gonna watch it with my brother. So he can drive XD XD I'm so smart~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-7022849753227049341?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7022849753227049341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=7022849753227049341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7022849753227049341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7022849753227049341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged.html' title='Tagged ~.~'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-1762158634998139850</id><published>2008-06-23T00:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T01:42:26.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Birthday @ Selayang Palace Restaurant 22-06-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6ESSRlNdI/AAAAAAAAAOM/2MJGvo4Dx8g/s1600-h/DSC07180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6ESSRlNdI/AAAAAAAAAOM/2MJGvo4Dx8g/s400/DSC07180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214750868219704786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the first pic of my family and grandma. I feel like I'm the shortest =__= And I dun think I'm smiling? Anyways, this time, and for the first time, my dad was so cooperative to snap a lot of (our) full family photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6FEqryW3I/AAAAAAAAAOU/sWhGVeUOcfo/s1600-h/DSC07136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6FEqryW3I/AAAAAAAAAOU/sWhGVeUOcfo/s400/DSC07136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214751733765528434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin and aunt kept calling my dad to smile but he refused. But in one of the pics he was smiling but then he was closing his eyes and I think the pic was a bit blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6FkNJNhuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MJPJRdzl5cM/s1600-h/DSC07166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6FkNJNhuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MJPJRdzl5cM/s400/DSC07166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214752275591694050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big family? I dunno. Mostly are kids. Noisy kids! Mum said I wasn't this noisy when I was young. It proved that I'm an introvert since small lo! I dun fake it. Since Kok Jin is being blocked by my 4th uncle's head, so you can see him in the pic at all. If you look closely, you'll find his ear and head =__= Luckily Kok Leong is smart enough to stand on the chair XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6GNM6sYMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_LOZnDbY7r4/s1600-h/DSC07182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6GNM6sYMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_LOZnDbY7r4/s400/DSC07182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214752979905437890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of my favourite cousin. Why? Hmm... He's the only one who went up to Gohtong Jaya with us the most times and brings his PS1 for us to play also. 8 years older than me. He's the only one not married in his family. I used to admire him. Part of his job is a photographer and he can draw too. And he's gay :( I think I'm super fat =_= My face like swollen. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6J6sgFVMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/IK8L5dQ4qiI/s1600-h/DSC07195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6J6sgFVMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/IK8L5dQ4qiI/s400/DSC07195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214757060012758210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This pic! My mum asked me to put my hand around her =__= Because lately she kept complaining that we dun hug her *LOL* Say I dun hug her because I memang no memory of her hugging me lo. And complained that Kok Jin doesn't hug her anymore, wahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6Kh0oCP4I/AAAAAAAAAO0/s_p1HXO50I4/s1600-h/DSC07208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6Kh0oCP4I/AAAAAAAAAO0/s_p1HXO50I4/s400/DSC07208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214757732208492418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This cousin sister of mine is going to start her A-Levels. She wants to study Law. A straight A student. I think she went to Italy for a month or 2 as an exchange student. Bright student. Completed her Grade 8 for piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6L38H_giI/AAAAAAAAAPE/DSAT7gWsRKs/s1600-h/DSC07165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6L38H_giI/AAAAAAAAAPE/DSAT7gWsRKs/s400/DSC07165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214759211690328610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is grandma. I have no idea exactly how old she is. Mum doesn't know when is her exact birth date. My relatives always say when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duan wu jie / &lt;/span&gt;Dragon Boat Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my cousin bro to send me the pics that he snapped. He dun wanna send me everything because he is LAZY. He has flickr account. So I told him if he doesn't want to send me he can upload at somewhere then tell me where he uploaded so that I can steal the pics. He asked for my email because he doesn't want me to steal his. LOL! Well, since my camera also has some of the pics with him inside, so I wanted them too. Walala~ Why he dun wanna share his photos wor. Not that he's using his D-SLR to take pro shots also :( I remember last time when I took camera and snap with the other family members he asked me to send him the pics as well. But of course I din send la because I dunno which email he's using. And I dun have scanner at the time. All the photos developed d dunno went where. Maybe I shud send the pics for developing this time. Not syiok one all the pics hide inside the computer. But can save money. Hmmmm.... I guess it's the price to pay to keep the memories in physical form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the restaurant is actually located near dai jek lou's house.&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/124026371018254935-1762158634998139850?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1762158634998139850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=1762158634998139850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1762158634998139850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1762158634998139850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/grandmas-birthday-selayang-palace.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Birthday @ Selayang Palace Restaurant 22-06-08'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF6ESSRlNdI/AAAAAAAAAOM/2MJGvo4Dx8g/s72-c/DSC07180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5740407992282721340</id><published>2008-06-22T03:14:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T01:57:49.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Ol' Memories</title><content type='html'>Thank god this sem is over! After having "celebrated" the end of exam with Soo Wen by capturing all sorts of funny and maybe odd pictures, and on the next day visiting The Mage Cafe to play designer board games with her friends Fan Sheng and Mei Shea, my 3 days at work - probably caused a little fuss because of my mistakes. 3 straight days without doing anything right. Oh~ what a shame to myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, now instead of me working 3 days a week, it changed to 4 days a week and now 5 days a week! Going to work is boring, staying at home is boring. Sigh. Sem break is always boring. Maybe because I do not manage my time well enough. PK planned to have a last sing k round next week since some of the people is not very interested in going to Sunway Lagoon. So... probably a round of k and then up to Genting for a night on weekend. I wonder if I would be able to make it for my guitar class, I giler sial! Wow... come to think of it... I wont be able to have a proper rest for the whole week lo?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Just the day before exam I cleaned my room and found a lot a lot of old stuff way from way back in foundation... and a little bit from high school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1jD2INI8I/AAAAAAAAANc/Oysn9YNQZW8/s1600-h/DSC06850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1jD2INI8I/AAAAAAAAANc/Oysn9YNQZW8/s400/DSC06850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214432861285589954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; to be hardworking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1jaZSdbHI/AAAAAAAAANk/Gr9eHgNkfQk/s1600-h/DSC06848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1jaZSdbHI/AAAAAAAAANk/Gr9eHgNkfQk/s400/DSC06848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214433248680963186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The list looks familiar? Btw, I think it's written by none other than - Jonathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1j_p85UHI/AAAAAAAAANs/yEC3HXhjuEM/s1600-h/DSC06841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1j_p85UHI/AAAAAAAAANs/yEC3HXhjuEM/s400/DSC06841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214433888809078898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FD Stats... Argh... Nothing unusual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1lIssb9aI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YCTcPyz54_I/s1600-h/DSC06829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1lIssb9aI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YCTcPyz54_I/s400/DSC06829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214435143675803042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The transparencies era&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1l67hAjwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UV_Y7kJv1-k/s1600-h/DSC06851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1l67hAjwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UV_Y7kJv1-k/s400/DSC06851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214436006647860994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"What's Love Gotta Do... Gotta Do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember this Ol' thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1mgkjdSvI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7INoT3ethFw/s1600-h/DSC06847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1mgkjdSvI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7INoT3ethFw/s400/DSC06847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214436653319146226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leadership Camp Drama Script - written by Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all for tonight.. or should I say morning =_= Later today in the evening will be attending grandma's birthday dinner.&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/124026371018254935-5740407992282721340?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5740407992282721340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5740407992282721340' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5740407992282721340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5740407992282721340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-ol-memories.html' title='Some Ol&apos; Memories'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SF1jD2INI8I/AAAAAAAAANc/Oysn9YNQZW8/s72-c/DSC06850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5980702653756892239</id><published>2008-06-09T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T00:17:14.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th June 2008</title><content type='html'>Today was one of the bad days of exam, I wouldn't exactly say it's worse. But, with only less than 2 hours of sleep and two papers to sit for in one day, from morning 8am *ohaiyo!* til 3.40pm. Set my alarm to 6am, then I left home early today. Super early! Earlier than my usual 8am classes (because 8am classes I only leave at 7.50am~8.00am, damn terrible!). Since today was one of the important days, so... no choice but to reach college super early! HELP has a new bus again! And a new driver I think :s Sat in the bus and waited from 7.10am for the bus to leave somewhat 10 mins later. Sigh. I did not manage to finish studying for all the topics, but damn lucky I remembered to bring my tutorial answers out and have a look while waiting in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That question came out, but I can only agak-agak write la. In the end, just within an hour, I've complete 2 and half questions =.= I din really finish la, I skipped those that I dunno. So within 2 hours I'm completely done. Nobody leave the exam hall, I feel so shy... Then there was this guy who raised his hands, I thought he wanna leave the exam hall also. Ceh, in the end I dunno what he was talking with the invigilator. So I left the hall because I was freezing and at the same time I had to go pee... So went to the library and saw Khai Shein studying... so rajin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sick. Probably too nervous for the law test. I think I had hunger pain and I felt like vomiting while Sin Ying and big Hong Sheng and Kai Lie were discussing the tutorial answers. During exam, darn speechless. My pinkie almost break =.= Fingers so painful and stiff. PK damn geng, she wrote 13 pages =.= 2 questions she used up 10 pages.... I tried to maintain 4 pages because I know I wont have the time to write that fast. And there are a lot of points not written in the answer. Sigh... If I even can a C, I would be laughing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now still feel the headache. Sighhhhh.... Next paper... MA2.... Shitty paper.... The paper with the least confidence.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting over at MSN, my friend told me that his admirer suddenly kissed him in the cinema, he got a shocked! This girl is his collegemate, and she has viewed my Friendster profile before. I know she gets jealous easily! She's even jealous of her own coursemate because it was her coursemate's bday. So my fren and the bday girl took a photo together. She went berserk and screwed him up after that. Wah.... she's not even his gf already so scary =.= And she was sooooo obsessed with him that she even sent him mms containing photos of her which reveal her cleavage? So desperate.. and... she has a lot of very handsome lala "god-brothers". She may be feeling unsecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Pizza Hut came out with new sensasi delight pizza. I wanna try.... :s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5980702653756892239?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5980702653756892239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5980702653756892239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5980702653756892239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5980702653756892239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/9th-june-2008.html' title='9th June 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-7282544225747462568</id><published>2008-06-07T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:05:28.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th June 2008</title><content type='html'>Today I'm quite impressed with myself. I finally had the determination to tidy up part of my room and make way for the textbooks! And I also cleared my bed and changed to new bedsheet~ Yippie~ I think I haven't been sleeping in my room for about 2 months now. But I dun think it saved much of electricity because the computers are running everyday and sometimes for long hours with multiple desktops running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KS just now called me and asked me about Acc201's tutorial questions. If I was more hardworking enough, by today, I could have almost finished revising MA2. But sigh... So, most likely tonight I will be working my arse off MA2. And some Fin203.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite clearing and throwing plenty of stuff, my study table is still messy =_= And I have plenty of recycle papers now. There are stacks and stacks of them in my cupboard.. Shit... I just discovered NHK Japan radio has Japanese lessons XD Maybe when I'm bored I can go have a look there. Walalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While tidying the stacks of papers and notes from previous semesters, I found my foundation Psychology EQ presentation notes and my pamphlet! I even found my Statistics mid-term or quiz paper =_= 9 marks out of 30.... Thus, it was truely amazing that I survived the finals and the subject itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to get rid many many things! Argh... but it seems like many things can be recycled... Crushing and throwing away papers like that, I feel so bad. Should sell to the newspaper guy? Or put in the recycle bin? Now I just realised, I wont have enough space for my new comics soon. Probably enough for another less than 20 books! Nooooooo.......................................... And my brother's friend haven't return me my Sailor Moon comics! like that.... I think I can only accommodate another 10 books the most! Noooooooooooooooooooooooo.................................... If only my bedroom was bigger.... Just enough for another shelf....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the news at around 7 something. The price of petrol caused a lot of problem in other countries too. And taxis are taking advantage of this to charge the passengers extra. Since they are using NGV so, there's no change of price in their fuel ma.. Now I wonder how much do I need to put for full tank.... Instead of my usual RM50, maybe now I would have to fill RM60? Wah.... so much.... :( Already I'm broke... And the next thing you know, Rice Bowl have their price raised again! Even food also so expensive. I can imagine next time 1 plate of chicken rice also need RM20. 1 bun also cost RM10 =_= Sob...  Then we would have to give our children RM1000 as pocket money when they are in college. Dammit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-7282544225747462568?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7282544225747462568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=7282544225747462568' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7282544225747462568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7282544225747462568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/7th-june-2008.html' title='7th June 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5999062001203383206</id><published>2008-06-07T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:54:54.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th June 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are&lt;br /&gt;-Anais Nin&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days and damn the exam is here! Actually, I do not think I will be able to do well in MA2 already. Even if I'm lucky enough, I probably only get a D. My midterm + assignment also still fail. Sigh. Yes, you may say at least I've pass. But, to have a D for your majored subject, aren't you a little bit shamed? Obviously it shows that either the person is lazy, plain stupid, or you're probably don't deserve to be here. Sorry, I will not be an accounting lecturer. I rather do admin work even if I have to get scolding all my life. I do not wish to face stacks and stacks of papers with numbers in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Fin203 is slightly easier than last sem. But at the rate it's going, I think this sem's students are pretty smart, and much more hardworking compared to our sem. And to think that I would have to face Shenba again in the future, I feel even less motivated to study. And since we've been spoon fed for almost forever in our lives, I still find it difficult to accept Shenba's teaching method. And in MA3, I would have to face Michelle Phang again. How sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like this sem break I won't be able to pursue my Japanese language learning dream :( Well I could, but, I find it a little bit rush. It would make my schedule like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday and Tuesday - Day off&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday ~ Friday - Working&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Japanese language class&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Guitar class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whether if I should join the private class :( There's one which has branches in KL (in between Wisma Genting and Sg Wang), Damansara Utama and one in Johor I think. Hmm... Better to learn the language while I'm still a student? There's just so many things I wish to learn. Suddenly, I though of going for flower arrangement classes. But I think it's gonna be pretty expensive. I even thought of going for ball room dance XD Presentable ma... and it's handy when it come to those corporate ballroom functions. Don't you think so? Although I'm not that interested in working for the corporate world. I even requested for Korean language schedule, LOL! But the centre teaches French and Germany too! Aiya... I think I am too greedy to learn so many at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&amp;amp;G Business Challenge 2008 has opened it's door for registration! If you're lucky enough to win the challenge, you could actually get a job in P&amp;amp;G before you even graduate! But the procedure is somewhat similiar to Standard Chartered's IGP. You have to apply for an ID, and then submit your details + resume and all that's required, and then you'll have to go through an online assessment to check whether you're qualified or not. I tried to make an ID. But halfway to answering the questions, it asked me when I will be graduating. I recalled I have not taken MC100 and LLS, so I cannot confirm which sem I would be graduating. Most likely in 2010. But I wish to try my luck because it sounds fun. Oh by the way, if in case you do not make it, you would have to wait for another 12 months then only you can do the online assessment again. So think twice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my parents told me about their childhood, how my mum's (era) education system was like. It sounded so much fun compared to now where you only have textbook based teaching system. In the olden days, my mum was from a convent school. She said, every Wednesday, there will be two groups of students (since it was an all girls school), either one group will go to cooking class, while the other group will go for I forgotten what class. Then the following week, they will exchange, and vice versa. Wow.... cooking class in primary school standard 2! How come now the education system so poor? Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dad talked about how they used to play when he was young. Since he lived in a very kampung environment, so, some of the neighbors were cousins/relatives of his. So they would come out and play together. They played gasing (top), guli (marble), self-made catapult. And even collected cigarette boxes! The method of playing is similiar to playing guli. But they will stack the cigarette boxes, then stack it up, and use slipper to throw onto the boxes. The boxes out of the line is yours =_=" Then play hide and seek at night! My mum then said, because they hide behind the banana tree, the pontianak came and frightened them =_= So lucky~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna save money and buy an electronic dictionary cum encyclopedia. I find it quite useful, and handy too! Portable ma! And save your bookshelf's space. Lighter too XD And since it even has dictionary for Japanese and Korean~ Bravo~~ I think they even have dictionary for French, German languages! BUT it costs around RM1700. Wuwu... Today only I told mum about it, I had that pamphlet about almost 1 month already. Then while me and Jin walk Belle outside, mum told that I wanted to buy the thing. She say he is considering... @.@ Maybe can get for my birthday XD But.. with RM1700, there's so much to buy! Can pay for college's one subject's fee, can buy 2 PS2s... LOL! I think I've mentioned this is my previous entry. Kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PK asked dai jek lou to bring vegetarian bachang to the house. So tasty xD My brother drove Pk and other 2 of her frens, Grace and a girl which I dunno to Telawi Street for shopping =_= She went to Gossip =_= And I do not want to know how much she spent. She came to my house. So I asked her how was the room hunt. She said she settle down at Mutiara's apartment. She's gonna stay there with Grace. So big possibility that I will be going to work with them too. Or maybe if PK got class same time as me then can go to college together. Can even drop her back. Suddenly, PK staying so near my house, wahahaha~ xD Then I can call her to go Popular buy stationary for me~ :p Yeah... dream on la me.Aiya, forgotten to pay her back for the pen RM3.. Oh well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace was damn funny. Coz PK was walking to my brother's room, so I went into the kitchen to drink water. Then PK was talking to me in the kitchen and when we wanted to walk out, suddenly Grace appeared. She told me the other girl wanted to drink water and dare not tell me just now when I asked them. Then she asked me whether my mum was my mum XD Because she looked young, then she din know how to call my mum, to call her aunty or ... So I told her, nvm la, you want can call her jiejie. PK straight away say, you call her jiejie la, sure she happy til fly~ But since PK oredi got used to my mum, so she felt that my mum is ok la, not to say very young, LOL. I told my mum about it, she laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Belle! Grrrr.... For the first time I took her out for a walk as long as almost an hour =_= She did not want to go home. So she sat down(!!) in front of my neighbor's gate for 10 mins! Argh... And I stood there stupidly for 10 mins. Then she wanted to cross over and I forbid her to do so. So she walked back to where we came from =_= That's why sometimes don't wanna take Belle out for walk is because of this reason. She can sit right outside of the gate and not come into the house no matter how hard we tried to get her in, by all means! Push her also she lie there =_= Scold her also she just stick her tongue out. Order her to come in she just look at you and then look around =_____= Kok Jin also fed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes fast and it's already almost 3am =.= Wat a long entry tonite. Oyasumi! Tmr must must must must study for exam d, or else just becoming a sitting duck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5999062001203383206?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5999062001203383206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5999062001203383206' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5999062001203383206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5999062001203383206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/6th-june-2008.html' title='6th June 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4049397789587270885</id><published>2008-06-05T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:27:49.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th June 2008</title><content type='html'>Today, went to Wisma Jobstreet to make payment for the Memory Management Program (MMP) which will be held on 14th June. Hopefully it really have some effect on me. It costs RM150 and today was the last day for me to pay, or else the person in charge will release my seats to others. Because the response is so overwhelming that the registration closed early. By right if I dun pay by 3rd of June then the payment would be RM18 =_= so expensive.... Kok Jin din wanted to go. So I have to go alone. I worry... later when I go... All working adults =___= Poor me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, went to Low Yat Plaza and accompany Kok Jin buy his Samsung LCD Wide Screen Monitor. So we went for lunch before going on the treasure hunt. We tried this Japanese Ramen shop at the lower ground floor, next to Old Town White Coffee shop. Can say that the food there is pricey =_= One bowl of ramen costs RM16, crazy one ah?! So... I ordered fried rice lunch set which consists of 3 slices of watermelon, one green tea, one small plate of chicken katsu and my fried rice, RM10. I think mine is more worth it compared to Kok Jin whose Sapporo Spicy Ramen set which have the noodle and one small plate of chicken katsu with green tea, RM18 =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.... we start hunting floor by floor, in search of his perfect monitor size *lol*. There was one shop which sold the 19 inch Samsung monitor for RM630, 22 inch for RM980. Then we went to the Samsung shop itself. The 19 inch was sold for RM625, RM5 cheaper. Then when up to the highest floor, a some sort of IT supermarket. The Samsung NW 17 inch costs RM528, 19 inch for RM618. Luckily we did not settle on the first shop. So Jin bought the 17 inch one instead. So I seized the chance to get myself a new mouse RM30! Super cute XD And then I got a webcam RM35. Then we also got a Samsung white/greyish keyboard for RM15. So altogether spent in Thunder Match was RM608. Wanted to buy the Sony Memory Pro Stick RM250, but we decided to come shop again next time. I saw a lot of laptop bag @.@ Got some nice nice one... But I think the price is not that nice. LOL. Before that I bought a laptop cooler for RM59, the portable one. Maybe I should have scout around for a better bargain but wanted to get this over quickly because I dun wanna get myself packed like a sardine in the monorail. So by almost 5pm we're out of Sg Wang and heading back to Titiwangsa then to Sentul by STAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe should go to Low Yat more often with Jin. LOL~ But.. still havent manage to study :( Anyway, Sin Ying called me up in the morning and asked for my student ID. She helped me to check for my assessment marks. Out of 40 I got 31 (wow! for the 1st time.... I got high marks!), Sin Ying got 32 marks, KS also got 30 marks, only PK got about 27 marks? Because her assignment got only 10 marks. Surprisingly, all of our mid term passed. So that's a little start... But open book wont be easy either :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, got Long Khong 2~ I wanna watch oh... kekeke.... 18th June onwards I shall be working with PK again... Oh money, I miss you! I wanna save the money to buy an electronic dictionary which costs nearly RM2k. Big Big Sigh... It's even more expensive than a PS3! Can even buy 2 PSPs, 3 Ps2s.... Nintendo DS also can buy d... Not to mention, a few brand new handphones! For the sake of my vocabularies. What to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4049397789587270885?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4049397789587270885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4049397789587270885' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4049397789587270885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4049397789587270885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/5th-june-2008.html' title='5th June 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-6671263999469799533</id><published>2008-06-03T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:58:28.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day for Management Accounting 2</title><content type='html'>I only managed to do 2 topics of MA2 tutorial questions. All these mind boggling questions are killing me. Maybe my brain's half dead and I was half awake/half asleep. Darn there was this question in topic 8 which I do not know how the answer can even derive a Fixed Cost = $4 =__= Coz the big lum sum of FC was $240,000. And I dunno where the contribution margin came from =_= Tsk...... Sigh...... Oh well, damn lucky this topic 8 most probably coming out in MCQ and theory/short essay for finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I helped Seow Boon make appointment for MA2. So, it was supposed to be today at 1pm. Then I joined KS and Sin Ying for lunch the minute I got there. At around 1.24pm I got a call from Wisma HELP level 4, Michelle Phang told me nobody came to find her. I thought that Kai Lie had already went to find her =.= I sms-ed Seow Boon. She told me she wasn't feeling well. Wah... like that also need to inform me de ma. If I knew she's not going then I would tell Kai Lie quickly go find Michelle. Then I also sms-ed Kai Lie, she told me she thought Seow Boon went to find Michelle Phang already =__= I think it pissed the lecturer off also. Waited nearly 30 mins for nothing. Sigh. Maybe like that she got bad impression towards my name d.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-6671263999469799533?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6671263999469799533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=6671263999469799533' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6671263999469799533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6671263999469799533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/bad-day-for-management-accounting-2.html' title='Bad Day for Management Accounting 2'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-1809482602063763443</id><published>2008-06-03T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:39:20.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look and Behold!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SEUfNpTuARI/AAAAAAAAANM/ccJR229ljtI/s1600-h/alexchinandfamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SEUfNpTuARI/AAAAAAAAANM/ccJR229ljtI/s400/alexchinandfamily.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207602863411167506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Chin and family~ XD Today Winnie Leong approved me in Facebook, kekeke.... so I curi-ed one pic. Dun u just adore him~ XD Well, there was a brighter picture which has identical pose inside. LOL, tht one probably with more lights on or simply with a flash. Suddenly, his kids look weirder as they grow up. Seems like Jason looked depressed. Joshua's eyes are kinda big (and odd) in the pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-1809482602063763443?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1809482602063763443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=1809482602063763443' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1809482602063763443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1809482602063763443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/look-and-behold.html' title='Look and Behold!!!!!'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SEUfNpTuARI/AAAAAAAAANM/ccJR229ljtI/s72-c/alexchinandfamily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-7166957656712321103</id><published>2008-05-31T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T16:23:17.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More boring tests...</title><content type='html'>Since I was too free, I did other tests as well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Bad Date!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/domenthinkyoureagooddatequiz/bad-date.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it just seems like your heart isn't in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, not unless the guy is a dead ringer for Brad Pitt (with more money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just don't spend enough time wondering if he's having fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And newsflash - he probably isn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/domenthinkyoureagooddatequiz/"&gt;Do Men Think You're a Good Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Disturbingly Profound&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoudisturbinglyprofoundquiz/profound.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're contemplative, thoughtful, and very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking time to figure out the meaning of life is a priority for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you're so introspective, you often react in ways that surprise people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can really understand how you are on the inside... and that disturbs them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoudisturbinglyprofoundquiz/"&gt;Are You Disturbingly Profound or Profoundly Disturbing?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Will Die at Age 67&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatagewillyoudiequiz/die.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're pretty average when it comes to how you live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how you'll die as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagewillyoudiequiz/"&gt;What Age Will You Die?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a Playful Date&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofdatingdivaareyouquiz/playful-date.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dating philosophy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fun first, romance later"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rather scream on a roller coaster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then stare in to some guy's eyes over dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys to look for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men with humorous profiles and quirky interests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure that business suit guy may look boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if he likes snowball fights, give him a try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofdatingdivaareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Dating Diva Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never Date an Aries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/aries.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impatient, restless, and selfish - it's a lot of work to make an Aries happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you drop the ball, your Aries will be gone faster than you can say "I'm sorry"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead try dating: Taurus, Virgo, Scorpio, or Pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/"&gt;What Sign Shouldn't You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Career Type: Artistic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/idealcareerquiz/artistic.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are expressive, original, and independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in your artistic abilities: creative writing, drama, crafts,  music, or art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actor - Art Teacher - Book Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes Designer - Comedian - Composer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancer     - DJ - Graphic Designer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illustrator - Musician - Sculptor   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are conventional careers, like bank teller or secretary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Fierce Femme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouadaringwomanquiz/fierce-femme.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a wild side, and you aren't afraid to bring it out when the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also know when to hang back and keep your "crazy chick" persona in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, some of your friends may be surprised to find out how far you can take it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may look mild mannered, but it's all an act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouadaringwomanquiz/"&gt;Are You a Daring Woman?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Professional Girlfriend!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofgirlfriendareyouquiz/professional-girlfriend.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect girlfriend - big surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows you've had enough practice. That's why you're a total pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was an Emily Post of girlfriends, it would be you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to act in every situation ... to make both you and your guy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofgirlfriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 53% Open&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howopenareyouquiz/open-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fairly open person, but you also like to maintain your privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely will tell all (okay, almost all) to your closest friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But strangers and acquaintances only get a peek into your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howopenareyouquiz/"&gt;How Open Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Average, You Would Sell Out For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/atwhatpricewouldyouselloutquiz/money.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$333,707&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/atwhatpricewouldyouselloutquiz/"&gt;At What Price Would You Sell Out?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You May Be a Bit Borderline...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatpersonalitydisorderareyouquiz/courtney-love.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mood swings make a roller coaster look tame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're up, you're a little bit crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're down, your whole world is crashing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary thing is, these moods can change by the minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpersonalitydisorderareyouquiz/"&gt;What Personality Disorder Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Low Self Esteem 52% of the Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howisyourselfesteemquiz/esteem-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you sometimes feel good about yourself, you tend to struggle a little with self esteem issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about changing who you are, it's about accepting your faults. You just need to be less critical and demanding of yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourselfesteemquiz/"&gt;How is Your Self Esteem?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a No Drama Mama!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howmuchofadramaqueenareyouquiz/no-drama-mama.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need for drama, you just chill out and don't let things bother you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a peaceful, zen-like attitude... even when things get crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a pleasure to be around, and you have lots of friends to show for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to be the center of attention, you're happy enough as is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchofadramaqueenareyouquiz/"&gt;How Much of a Drama Queen Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a Brainy Girl!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/brainy-girl.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're an official student or a casual learner, you enjoy hitting the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know a little bit about everything, and you're always dying to know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a guy to win your heart, he's got to share some of your intellectual interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A awesome book collection of his own doesn't hurt either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Style is Classy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/isyourdatefashionstyleclassysassyortrashy/classy.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got class, and you know how to put together a guy catching outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're more likely to shop at Bloomie's than bebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you style is looking like a million bucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're always do with your fantastic yet feminine wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/isyourdatefashionstyleclassysassyortrashy/"&gt;Is Your Date Fashion Style Classy, Sassy, or Trashy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is comforting. You crave a relationship where you always feel warmth and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is low. Even if you're tempted, you'd try hard not to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Don't Need a Man, but You Want One!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouneedamanquiz/want-man.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like having a guy in your life, and overall, you prefer not to be single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't go out with a guy out of desperation.. you rather be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when you're single, you do tend to obsess a little over dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because no matter how good your single life is, it's better with a great guy around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouneedamanquiz/"&gt;Do You Need a Man?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Scholastic Strength Is Innovating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/innovating.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the master of new ideas, techniques, and ways of looking at things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are talented at structuring thoughts, decision making, clarifying, and making deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should major in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desgin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cognitive Science &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/"&gt;What Should You Major In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Poof, that's finally the end of it&lt;br 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tests...'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-257126894317871949</id><published>2008-05-31T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T15:24:27.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Saw I-Rene Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very charming... dangerously so. You have the potential to break a lot of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how what you want, how to get it, and that you will get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to rule the world. Let's hope you're a benevolent dictator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How true it is? I dunno. Just being curious. LOL~ But I dun think I'm an influencial person. I dun have the drive to complete a lot of things in a short time. I procrastinate a lot until I think god also has given up on me. walalala~ I'm type A? I thought I'm type B! Rule the world? I let the rabbits rule with me~ Muahahaha~ Everyone must plant carrots and vegetables in their yards so my rabbits can eat them up. I am not charming. I dun think I am la.&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/124026371018254935-257126894317871949?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/257126894317871949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=257126894317871949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/257126894317871949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/257126894317871949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-saw-i-rene-means-you-are-total.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-2900287260828792287</id><published>2008-05-31T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:44:22.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a RUDER!</title><content type='html'>Kok Jin was looking at his ex-classmate's friendster profile. I told him to drop her a testi. Tell her that she's ugly and go kill herself. Get a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's one of those damn lala girls who love to put their hair pin on the fringe instead of putting it sideways. Tsk! If ur hair pin is not to hold your hair, it means u dun need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said it was her bday. Betterstill, I told him to write "Happy Birthday Bitch! May God Damn You!" Sure Jin can get a lot of testimonies after that, happy happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pretty. So what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-2900287260828792287?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2900287260828792287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=2900287260828792287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2900287260828792287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2900287260828792287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-ruder.html' title='I&apos;m a RUDER!'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5894175481267068055</id><published>2008-05-30T00:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T01:28:36.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29th May 2008</title><content type='html'>Wuwu... I think after Chinese New Year (because our luck will change after CNY if it's according to the Chinese culture), many things have crossed upon my plans! Grr... for example, yesterday. I told Shanna that I probably could reach her place before 1pm. Then Kok Jin had a movie appointment with his gang of frens. He asked me whether I could drop him off at Jusco, so early =.= See him so kesian have to walk under the big hot sun all the way to Mutiara bus stop, poor little thing. So I told him ok la, if not later he oso get kidnap how?! When I just got up mum also asked me to mop the floor first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I feel the car moving so slow, so I decided to check the tire pressure. Damn the Petronas there. The lousy "Angin dan Air" machine suddenly kong out =.= I'd already done 2 tyres, just wanting to quickly get this over with and head for Kepong. Then in the end had to go to the other end and pump air. Tsk.... Then Jin helped me to check all 4 tyres. Seems like every tire oso not enough air despite the first pump... Cacat..... =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So rushed to Kepong d, then... I dunno how to go to 1U from Kepong because I wasn't sure of the road. I dun wanna get lost and my petrol was running low, about 2 bars left. So had to travel all the way back to Jln Ipoh flyover. The bloody cars were so slow I also started to get impatient coz rushing ma. But still I dun simply cut lines like some crazy drivers la. Speaking of crazy drivers, I shall elaborate further later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Shanna there before 2pm. Helped her move some of her stuff for the Sentul house. Then we makan pan mee. Her usual stall closed d, how odd coz I never thought they would close for resting or wat. So went to Carrefour there eat instead. So, we sat at the shop from about 3pm til almost 6pm. Then after that went to foodcourt and Shanna still craved for more pan mee, all because she couldn't eat her fav stall. So turned out tht, the first one we ate the soup was sweet, the food court one was salty XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is even more vomit blood.... Some of you know that I have this Langkawi trip after finals. But hor, now I wont be able to go. Mum suddenly told me, my cousin sis in law say grandma's bday dinner is on 22nd. =_= My trip is on the 22nd til 24th June. So.... grandma's dinner wins. Went to 1U with mum and Kok Leong. On the way back from the old wing to the new wing, there was this girl from CinemaOnline approached me and asked me if I would wan to play a very easy game. I thought for a while and I said ok. I asked her if it requires and jumping or dancing, she said no. Good! So I versus Eong and I won~~~ So i had 2 posters from The Simpsons movie and a Prom Night horror movie pass "buy 1 free 1" sort of as the winner's prize. But both of us were entitled for the spin the wheel at the movie carnival downstairs. So I got myself a preview cert for 2 for the movie "Doomsday". Had no idea wat's it about. Eong on the other hand got a free small popcorn voucher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GSC mini concession stand's Indian staff quite funny. He saw got customer damn happy. Then when my brother presented him the voucher, he got disappointed and say, "Aiyor, I thought u coming to buy, but u come with the voucher." So I handed mum the popcorn. She ate like nobody's business. In the car she was still eating, until she realised that she had forgotten to pass us back the popcorn. So she ate more than half of the popcorn..... Kesian, Kok Jin onli managed to eat the 1/10 of the popcorn =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7mqUo9YxI/AAAAAAAAAL8/enO1ISNkqlE/s1600-h/DSC06790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7mqUo9YxI/AAAAAAAAAL8/enO1ISNkqlE/s320/DSC06790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205851834056270610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7nFUo9YzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/wqqnx6ca0F0/s1600-h/DSC06792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7nFUo9YzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/wqqnx6ca0F0/s320/DSC06792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205852297912738610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7nVko9Y1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/1U0A79hIhyI/s1600-h/DSC06794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7nVko9Y1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/1U0A79hIhyI/s320/DSC06794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205852577085612882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7ngUo9Y2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/QSxr5Xc8LzU/s1600-h/DSC06795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7ngUo9Y2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/QSxr5Xc8LzU/s320/DSC06795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205852761769206626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7m20o9YyI/AAAAAAAAAME/UTywa1PMgvE/s1600-h/DSC06791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7m20o9YyI/AAAAAAAAAME/UTywa1PMgvE/s320/DSC06791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205852048804635426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7nLko9Y0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/uCZnu7kPpsY/s1600-h/DSC06793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7nLko9Y0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/uCZnu7kPpsY/s320/DSC06793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205852405286921026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5894175481267068055?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5894175481267068055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5894175481267068055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5894175481267068055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5894175481267068055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/29th-may-2008.html' title='29th May 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SD7mqUo9YxI/AAAAAAAAAL8/enO1ISNkqlE/s72-c/DSC06790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-7594359074724783658</id><published>2008-05-27T23:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T00:13:43.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates of Bowie @ Bobo</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone~ Bobo here~ Hopefully I have not leave you girls a very bad impression as I was being too excited since I do not often have visitors coming to the house. Please forgive my rudeness. Just to tell you a little bit about me. Just recently, I became a model for gold chains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really!! I have snapshots of me. Wanna see wanna see? Awh... How sad, you all dont look so enthusiastic.... :( :( Anyway, I would still like to share with you how I am getting on lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwroko9YqI/AAAAAAAAALE/RLby7aCIS2k/s1600-h/DSC06742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwroko9YqI/AAAAAAAAALE/RLby7aCIS2k/s320/DSC06742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205083245363684002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I camera shy.. Need to warm up... Be patience. Good things come if you wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwtMUo9YrI/AAAAAAAAALM/7ezu2tTyYZ8/s1600-h/DSC06743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwtMUo9YrI/AAAAAAAAALM/7ezu2tTyYZ8/s320/DSC06743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205084959055635122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am! Look at the bling bling.. Oh my photographer did not turn on the flash, I look so dull "WEI, MS PHOTOGRAPHER, FLASH LEH!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwuN0o9YsI/AAAAAAAAALU/NRtn0o_CZAE/s1600-h/DSC06744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwuN0o9YsI/AAAAAAAAALU/NRtn0o_CZAE/s320/DSC06744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205086084337066690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a fan snapping my photo~ Feel so paiseh.. *shy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDww3ko9YvI/AAAAAAAAALs/fEczZQGrQPE/s1600-h/DSC06747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDww3ko9YvI/AAAAAAAAALs/fEczZQGrQPE/s320/DSC06747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205089000619860722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwwXko9YuI/AAAAAAAAALk/SScnlQzfqeQ/s1600-h/DSC06746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwwXko9YuI/AAAAAAAAALk/SScnlQzfqeQ/s320/DSC06746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205088450864046818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwvLUo9YtI/AAAAAAAAALc/V86as-EBksA/s1600-h/DSC06745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwvLUo9YtI/AAAAAAAAALc/V86as-EBksA/s320/DSC06745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205087140899021522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwxa0o9YwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7ylbhFGSimo/s1600-h/DSC06748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwxa0o9YwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7ylbhFGSimo/s320/DSC06748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205089606210249474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can you feel my "manliness"? I'm already 5 months old, hitting puberty stage. Soon, I will become a real man.&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/124026371018254935-7594359074724783658?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7594359074724783658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=7594359074724783658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7594359074724783658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/7594359074724783658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/updates-of-bowie-bobo.html' title='Updates of Bowie @ Bobo'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDwroko9YqI/AAAAAAAAALE/RLby7aCIS2k/s72-c/DSC06742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-6488176788690646060</id><published>2008-05-27T02:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T03:14:23.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26th May 2008</title><content type='html'>I've... finally decided not to take any of the LLS and MC. I just dun like to miss any classes. Even if I had excuse like I had to sit for my final exam on that day or got clash with another class. Hmm... I think better use the sem break for other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KS said that her dog has just given birth last week! Hooray~ She said now she has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xin li zuo yong &lt;/span&gt;so whenever she touch the accounting textbook then she gets tension headache. PK also dun have any mood to study also. But she has to hang on because of the certificate. 3 of us had the thoughts of changing major, but dunno wat to change to. They can't really do marketing because their English level is not very good, this is their statement, I'm not saying that their English is poor. Even my English is not that good. But this world is very funny, my neighbor has this English tutor who speaks broken English, and then again, he/she still comes for the lesson =.= tebal muka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was thinking, since I dislike calculation, so... most probably opt for skill courses, eg. baking~ walalala~ And I have mentioned this so many times that I guess all of you got bored listening to it. Oh well... today I predicted that it is most likely that my ACC201 and LAW201 to get AE and Fail. ACC202 is not that bad. FIN203... wuwu.... hopefully able to pass can d la.. After all whether or not I score high/low marks, I'm gonna get a D anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Jung not able to go to Australia d. So we can go to Petaling Street for breakfast without any rush~ walala~ Seems that not many knew about me being single. LOL, including Jung and Sook Mun. Anyways. Whether or not if you think that I'm cold-blooded, it's totally up to the eyes of others. Decisions already made, how long do you want to keep yourself sad? Can't regret also. I've been clinging onto this motto, No Regrets, which is also a song by Robbie Williams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;No regrets, They don't work&lt;br /&gt;No regrets now, They only hurt&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm stubborn, acting immature/childish, or just being ignorant. But I'm happy because I feel that I dun get bind to do anything I wish to do which might affect the other person's feeling. I do not really mix personal relationship and work. So, it might sound a little bit hush... ok.. maybe very hush...... Good for me and too bad for you. The life of being single would probably last another 5 years? So let's not let it go to waste. So I'm pretty much enjoying my single life, ok?  I sound so cold blooded and cruel. Ya, I admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I am whatever you say I am,&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not then why would you say I am?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still eying on the assistant job in Kumon~   walalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-6488176788690646060?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6488176788690646060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=6488176788690646060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6488176788690646060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6488176788690646060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/26th-may-2008.html' title='26th May 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-8210264827048068385</id><published>2008-05-25T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:02:56.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25th May 2008</title><content type='html'>Wuwu.... Don't know whether to be happy or not. It's already approaching June.  Some of us are going our own ways. Year 3 might be a quiet year in HELP. Thus, we've already joined the Accounting and Finance Club and Biz Council. Oh, I'm considering whether or not to join the Dodgeball club.... Looks so interesting. And after all, we're lacking exercise and some movement activities. So, the problem is.... how to contact the club and where is the crocodile farm in Subang Jaya? @.@ I worry I'll get lost... boo hoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this sem I'll be able to pass my Fin203. If I failed, nevermind lo. Since that subject is just an elective. :( Probably be more active in events to cover up for the darn CGPA. Today I registered for MC100, suddenly thought of it, instead of missing 1 class, I might be missing 3 classes instead! @.@ Goodness gracious, I feel very bad for skipping classes. Luckily Soo Wen felt the same way as me XD Muahahaha~ So, should I drop the subject? But it's a short sem oh... Can finish faster. Hmm.... Hm..... Then maybe that time can take with KS and PK if they haven't taken yet. Coz the 3 of us haven't take MC and LLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today me and my family excluding dad went to 1U and had lunch in Just Thai. First time dining there, the food was quite nice. Mum ordered her tom yam mee hoon, I warned her that in the menu it stated "explosive'. Mum said:" If Kok Leong can eat (coz he ate before), I think I also can eat." K lo.... When she eat half the bowl, she said it was very spicy~ Ignore me lo =.= I ordered crab meat fried rice, quite aromatic. Even got fried chicken which I haven't eaten for quite some time now. Jin and Leong ordered rice with meat with sunny side up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then since mum ordered her Fruit Punch, she told us of how she used to patronise those disco places and she onli ordered fruit punch and orange juice =.= That time, one small little glass of orange juice cost RM4. And applied for One Card, next time come 1U can go privilege parking d, muahahha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday first time learned how to change guitar string. I think we changed in time before it break when we play. John taught us how to change. So he loosen the strings first. The first string he loosen the putus d. Then Jin ask how come loosen can break? John says dunno coz this is the first time he encountered a string break while loosening. Just like tht onli oso took 1 hour inclusive of tuning. =_= Kok Jin saw the wrong direction and fixed the string wrongly. So Dominic asked him to take out and change again. Walalala~ And finally, learned to play Wonderwall by Oasis~ XD The new chords made my pinkie almost bruised. I still feel the slight pain and can see a little pinkish on the tip of the finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some time later I'll be taking up violin lessons as well. This is yet to be confirmed. But if Jin learns the drum I also wanna learn XD Sounds so greedy. Hmm.... Alamak. Now PK ask me whether wanna take LLS or not.... =.= messy~ Why Business Dept so jin gak~ Now got Business Psychology. Tsk~ Is MGC100 = MC100? =.= Cacat!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-8210264827048068385?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8210264827048068385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=8210264827048068385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8210264827048068385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8210264827048068385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/25th-may-2008.html' title='25th May 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-8869422145179347287</id><published>2008-05-19T23:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:27:38.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core</title><content type='html'>Kok Jin is gonna get a PS3!! Yeah~ But I wanna play Guitar Heroes! The Final Fantasy series came out with a lot of new ones. FFXIII verses looks kinda fun. The main character looks so cool! FFVII Crisis Core revolves Zack, Cloud's superior in battles. Cloud is not the main character here!! Zack is so much better looking than Cloud~ And the good thing is Aerith/Aeris is featured a lot too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDGg-ZL1xbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/GMfE4X4bRTI/s1600-h/crisis+core-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDGg-ZL1xbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/GMfE4X4bRTI/s320/crisis+core-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202116038362514866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(From Left: Cloud, Zack, Aerith, Sephiroth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This story happened before the current Final Fantasy VII. The sword Zack is holding will be passed on to Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDGi3pL1xdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/LeJXBvDcr7k/s1600-h/crisis+core-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDGi3pL1xdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/LeJXBvDcr7k/s320/crisis+core-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202118121421653458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(From left: Angeal, Sephiroth, Genesis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angeal has angel wings, Genesis has devil wings. As you can see, The sword Zack has is passed down by Angeal =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDGmcJL1xeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/thuPvi7vKbE/s1600-h/crisis+core-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDGmcJL1xeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/thuPvi7vKbE/s320/crisis+core-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202122047021762018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Zack~~~~~~~ *faint* Even the soundtrack cover looks nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDGqQZL1xfI/AAAAAAAAAK0/HITqEppwCkE/s1600-h/crisis+core-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDGqQZL1xfI/AAAAAAAAAK0/HITqEppwCkE/s320/crisis+core-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202126243204810226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Argh~ Can't wait to get my hands on it! Features Ayaka -Why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-8869422145179347287?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8869422145179347287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=8869422145179347287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8869422145179347287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8869422145179347287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/final-fantasy-vii-crisis-core.html' title='Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SDGg-ZL1xbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/GMfE4X4bRTI/s72-c/crisis+core-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-6072462956522978363</id><published>2008-05-14T17:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T18:35:47.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue Pics (Random)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCqz15L1xWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TmmLUwUT0Oo/s1600-h/050108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCqz15L1xWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TmmLUwUT0Oo/s200/050108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200166458217579874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry about the long overdue photo. This was the snake entry I was&lt;br /&gt;talking about. Baby snake. Many mistaken it for a worm =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCq0VpL1xXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bw3W8ThxzBE/s1600-h/DSC06100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCq0VpL1xXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bw3W8ThxzBE/s200/DSC06100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200167003678426482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one leh, is Bobo frightened everyone. Sin Ying and Soo Wen oredi hiding upstairs. Eventually all ran into my super duper messy room =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCq9wZL1xYI/AAAAAAAAAKA/3DXHTSkEq6k/s1600-h/IMG_4921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCq9wZL1xYI/AAAAAAAAAKA/3DXHTSkEq6k/s200/IMG_4921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200177358844577154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yer... got so much nice chocolates to eat.. Hmmp! This was bought by my two-days supervisor from US. He's currently working in Mid Valley.. somewhere in those office blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I cant think of any more pics to upload. Shall go thru them and then decide which to upload. Tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-6072462956522978363?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6072462956522978363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=6072462956522978363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6072462956522978363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6072462956522978363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/overdue-pics-random.html' title='Overdue Pics (Random)'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCqz15L1xWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TmmLUwUT0Oo/s72-c/050108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3467125131729304639</id><published>2008-05-14T01:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T02:14:56.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Entry May Be Bad For Your Eyes And Brain</title><content type='html'>Oh comrades!&lt;br /&gt;Hear me out!&lt;br /&gt;We served the humans,&lt;br /&gt;For good and for bad.&lt;br /&gt;We give but we do not take,&lt;br /&gt;But how have they treated us?&lt;br /&gt;Look at our home,&lt;br /&gt;Burnt and dug,&lt;br /&gt;Is this the way it should be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh comrades,&lt;br /&gt;We'd pledged our loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;Blood, sweat and tears,&lt;br /&gt;We gave it all.&lt;br /&gt;We never questioned,&lt;br /&gt;We never complained,&lt;br /&gt;We just want to be respected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh comrades,&lt;br /&gt;We are still here today.&lt;br /&gt;Through test of time,&lt;br /&gt;We are still standing strong.&lt;br /&gt;We lost our beloved,&lt;br /&gt;And we gained new ones too.&lt;br /&gt;To carry on,&lt;br /&gt;What must be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh comrades,&lt;br /&gt;We weeped silently.&lt;br /&gt;Our sadness,&lt;br /&gt;Engulfed by the raging winds.&lt;br /&gt;But hopefully,&lt;br /&gt;Mother Nature will hear us out.&lt;br /&gt;We prayed, we wished,&lt;br /&gt;May it come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh comrades!&lt;br /&gt;We too,&lt;br /&gt;Age, sick and die.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much can be done,&lt;br /&gt;But we are still holding on.&lt;br /&gt;To one thing,&lt;br /&gt;It's called Hope.&lt;br /&gt;May it bless us,&lt;br /&gt;For a better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the poor English. Probably not a very good one to read. Time for bed. Had to do something to not let my brain die off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-3467125131729304639?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3467125131729304639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3467125131729304639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3467125131729304639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3467125131729304639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/entry-may-be-bad-for-your-eyes-and.html' title='The Entry May Be Bad For Your Eyes And Brain'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3071791372289358947</id><published>2008-05-14T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:42:36.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Clueless about this post. Nothing much about my life. Recently, my curiosity led me to know something which I did not know of. Sometimes I would just browse thru other ppl's blogs thru the links the host puts there. So, I came upon this blog and discovered something which has kept me thinking for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering, during the olden days, the elderly hoped that their children would get married early and bear them some grandchildren to carry on the family's name. But education is compulsory now, people now focus on their studies, hopefully to further their studies and get them a better paying job. But one thing never really change, although it decreased, I think. Getting pregnant at young age. If this happened 50 years ago, I think the parents were more than happy to have the daughter married off. But now, I think it would bring disgrace to the family at a certain point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"My daughter is well taught, how can she commit such a terrible mistake? She has a bright future ahead of her, I think this will destroy her path! It must have been the boy who has influenced her! It must be!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I told him/her not to be intimate! And this is what they get for not listening to me! They asked for it! See what happens now! Having you as a child is disgrace to our ancestors and relatives! How am I to tell them? Where am I to hide my face?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why can't you be smarter? You already know you are so big, why can't you think better?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably there are still many parents thinking this way. Education might had made us wiser, but not necessarily rational. I'm obviously stating the obvious, am I not? The point I'm trying to make is, no matter how smart we are, we are only human. We have feelings. We love, we hate, we cry, we laugh. We want to love, and to be loved. We often make remarks like saying "Wah wah, xxx's sister/brother is only 17, already getting ready to get married. So young already get pregnant." The two must have went through a lot of scolding, worries and even feeling despair. And some support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it necessarily people from the olden days are much more mature than of today's people the same age? Probably. But why people now tend to marry later? They loved their careers more? Can't study while being married in the mean time? Maybe they are just destined to be that way. Why can't people be more happy about it the minute they know instead of pointing fingers and play the blaming game before finally deciding to settle down and get married? Why can't people sometimes be like the olden days. People need to relax, let down their hair, have some fun. Bear the consequences for our actions. Some people grow from it, some never learn from experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A same thing can happen, but we get different actions from different time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will become of us 10, 15 years later? Probably some of us are not married yet, married without kids, married and have dozen of kids. What will we seek in our children? Are we to be like our parents? Make decisions for them education wise (til University level) or let them choose what they wanna be with us, being the parents, supporting them all the way? Are we going to interfere their choices of studies? Today we might say NO, but who knows later we are the ones to budge in like some of our parents did to us? It might help them, it might kill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sigh. Life is nothing more than repeating history. The same trouble will always come back to us, to our next generations, it never seemed to end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-3071791372289358947?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3071791372289358947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3071791372289358947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3071791372289358947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3071791372289358947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/clueless-about-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-2047123312960428998</id><published>2008-05-10T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T00:58:40.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>又开始感觉生活过得非常无意义。在家，不是看电视，就是上网或睡觉。明明已经决定放学回家要好好地休息然后努力读书。一直以来我的毅力都很弱。要执行大事都很困难。可能想反正再怎样努力也不会有所改变。可能我必须找点东西来充实一下自己。可能找工来做做会让自己觉得比较有用。很多很多的可能，究竟要多少的可能才会让自己活起来？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, me and my brothers and mum went to Summit USJ for the very first time. Mum's fren, Aunt Lily, whom I also known since kindergarten. She was a very pretty girl back then, working as a florist not far from my house. Then she was lucky to marry a rich husband who loved her and they moved to Dubai and stayed there for many years before settling here for good. Now she had 3 kids. Staying in Kota Kemuning. Two of my baby rabbits were given to her. I wonder how are they right now. Supposed to meet at Sunway Pyramid but cos Aunt Lily attended a seminar and finished early, she called my mum and mum din answer her call. So Aunt Lily wasn't sure if we were going to meet her. So she missed the turn to go Sunway and ended up in Summit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my brothers were spending/wasting time in the arcade. Kok Jin spent most of his time and money on Initial D. Me and Kok Leong were just trying out the other games they have there. First we played Rock Fever 3.5. Dammit! Coz Kok Leong put the token in and I dunno wat happened, he landed up with normal mode. I just put token and play as player 2. So we played miserably. Reasons being we have not touched the machine since many years ago. And we usually play the easy mode. Wuwu.... For nothing I wasted one token there. Then after tht just play the driving game, coz I played manual and the car skid so often that I couldn't play, I guess I choose the wrong track to race on. Then played photo hunt. Suck big time. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ended up spending at least RM30 playing Time Crisis 3 =.=  It was so addictive. I think it was nice playing with it because instead of two players squeezing into one screen and play, this actually had a separate screen for each players. So we were quite determine to play til the end of the game. Landed ourselves on the 6th spot among the other players. So sad... Couldn't even reach 1m score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching an anime with music element. The school has two departments - music and ordinary. The music students so lanci &gt;"&lt; and are bullies to the ordinary students. Grrr!! Oh, the anime is also showing in Animax. Erm, the title is quite long and it's in French, La corda d'oro primo passo. Maybe I will find the comic to read. Hmm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-2047123312960428998?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2047123312960428998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=2047123312960428998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2047123312960428998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2047123312960428998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-first-time-me-and-my-brothers-and.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3272663418209246868</id><published>2008-05-10T02:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:54:22.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extras</title><content type='html'>Today I received a sms from PK asking me whether I wanna work as an extra for Celcom ad? I'm not sure about the term 'tvc' in her msg. She din reply my message. Wuwu... Anyways, the shooting will be held next Friday and Saturday, 10am-7pm at Damansara. I dunno which part? Sounds fun. Then I forgotten that on Friday I got LAW201. Sob sob sob.... Job scope is simple, just to fill up onli. and u get RM80. 2 days oredi RM160. Cash paid. Does it mean pay on the spot too? But... if I miss next week's class then maybe I'll miss out wat Chithra will say for the exam areas! But I told PK I wanna go d... Oh snap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-3272663418209246868?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3272663418209246868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3272663418209246868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3272663418209246868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3272663418209246868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/extras.html' title='Extras'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-6024450403528747279</id><published>2008-05-09T01:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T02:13:24.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nite Market @ Mont Kiara Sunrise</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't be blogging now as it's way past my bedtime. Anyway, 3M is currently offering internships to business/admin studies. Accountancy/Finance students are also eligible. Click &lt;a href="http://my.jobstreet.com/jobs/2008/5/default/10/625067.htm?fr=L"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the page (from Jobstreet). Mid Valley is having this My Career &amp;amp; Education Fair 2008 today 10am (now is 1.41am), I feel like going but I think it's gonna be pack and parking is a problem. Mum received newsletter from Isetan and it stated that The Gardens parking will no longer be connected to Mid Valley's anymore. People like her would surely get lost in the parking lot cos she not onli lou fah but also make "judgement" super fast =__="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell u a story that just happened about, let's say, about 7~8 hours ago? Mum wanted to go all the way to Mont Kiara to buy 3 boxes of strawberries =_____= she said the strawberry sold in The Curve flee market is more pricey compared to in Mont Kiara. She also said that the strawberry sellers are the same in both places. Great memory she had there! I dun even remember their faces, except knowing that it's an middle-aged couple. Since it's my first time there, I was quite surprised to actually see how super kiasu those working ppl are, or maybe they were super hungry after a day's work. Especially if you're working in considered high class areas like Hartamas and Mont Kiara. The new palace will be building in Sri Hartamas, just across the Plaza Damas, so do be prepared for increasing in real estates there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those terrible OLs! They just bump and knock into you and miserably fit themselves into the line of customers. This lady with her pram and her baby inside, also stood behind me and my mum, standing so close as if the crowd is not crowded enough. Lagi her pram blocking ppl. I waited for my mum and I felt like a total idiot standing there *swt*. I dun care u angmoh or local, all are equal humans. I managed to spot some Japanese there *tee hee*. The sate stall there was smoking the whole place up! Poor stalls with clothes hanging there. Probably all their clothes oredi kena contiminated with sate smell all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and my mum were surrounding this medium sized nite market for about 4~5 rounds. Cos wanted to see wat other stalls offer and coudn't decide whether to buy or not. I tell u, we're probably the only two there holding bundles of plastic bags macam starving people. Sorry la, I wasn't really that hungry. I spotted a man selling foot-long hotdogs which he would cook on the spot! So smart la that guy. And there's a variety of hotdogs to choose from. Which I din really look. &lt;em&gt;Paiseh&lt;/em&gt;... later he tot i'm some &lt;em&gt;chao ginna&lt;/em&gt; wanna beg for a lil chump of hotdog =_= Or maybe I just dress up as poor people. Cos ppl like to stare at me when I go out, especially to some... places.. with class...... No la, probably I'm too &lt;em&gt;leh feh&lt;/em&gt; for their eyes. But I wasn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip to the parking lot. Before we got down from the car, I oredi told mum tat she parked my car senget, ask her to park straight a bit. She say NVM la, later go out "convenient". Came back into the car wanna reverse out, then she say hard to reverse out, even tell me the Indian guy who paid his ticket before us was having a hard time coming out from his own parking lot. Then I &lt;em&gt;sindir&lt;/em&gt; her back, "park like this easier to go out WOR... see now so many ppl waiting behind u to reverse out".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were around 4 cars waiting =__= maybe I shud have been the one to drive instead. I cringe whenever she uses my car. Petrol sure used up very fast at the way she's driving. The highlight of the day, she drive past the ticketing machine where u're supposed to insert the ticket in before exiting. Drove straight to the automatic gate boom there. Before she stopped, I asked whether she had overshot the ticket machine. She laughed and say dunno =.=" The friendly guard helped her to take the ticket and wanted to put the ticket in. Unfortunately, the machine seems to have some sort of censor. It must sense a car there to enable the ticket to be inserted. So she had to reverse back the car. I saw a car behind us reversing, giving us way. Kinda embarrasing. And also funny at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the car park when mum was trying to reverse, those angmohs couldn't be more patient and instead had to rush their way to proceed to wherever they're heading. So &lt;em&gt;gan jeung&lt;/em&gt; do wat? It's not like the cars behind u are rushing u wat, din even hear a single honk in the car park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long entry this time. Oops! 2.10am oredi. Argh.. probably gonna be late for class again :( Dunno PK passed her Undang test d or not. Hmm.... Nitez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-6024450403528747279?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6024450403528747279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=6024450403528747279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6024450403528747279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6024450403528747279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/nite-market-mont-kiara-sunrise.html' title='Nite Market @ Mont Kiara Sunrise'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3257960131390173594</id><published>2008-05-07T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:32:14.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today - ah~ No class on Wednesdays anymore. How relaxing it is. Mondays - free from 8am class, super song! Now I only have Thursdays 8am class. I guess that's ok. Less of the rush rush and more of the sleep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to visit the batting cages again, I asked Shanna whether she knew how to play pool or not. She said a bit. Then asked 1U got pool to play meh? Got I told her. So instead of heading straight to the batting cages, we ended up playing pool for about 3 rounds?And it was raining outside. We wanted to go up to the Upper Roof put the darn lift we entered couldn't go up. Then Shanna fat lan za in the lift and a guy was looking at her pressing the lift button to the UR gazillion times. Then he finally opened his mouth, "You wanna go up to the batting cages? U have to take a lift from Parkson." *speechless both of us* Batting cages are closed during rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Shanna's place at 3pm, she wanna go mamak eat tom yam =_= told me she hadn't eat tom yam for a week... k.... after makan reach 1U oso oredi almost 4pm.. time passes so fast. Bought a box of Big Apple doughnuts for my family, Shanna wanted her usual Oreo doughnut. Then I finally got myself a pair of shoes! Good good... like tht my RM100 gone d~~ wuwu.... There goes my petrol money.... And my reloading money.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to save money again. WUWUWUWU T___________________T&lt;br /&gt;Still not sure if I wanna join the girls for sing k session at Sunway. The journey there always seem so far to me. Must make myself S-T-U-D-Y... zzz If only rabbits could understand wat I was saying, I would sure take them for walks everyday. oh Handsome~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-3257960131390173594?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3257960131390173594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3257960131390173594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3257960131390173594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3257960131390173594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-ah-no-class-on-wednesdays-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4975452871164925293</id><published>2008-05-01T23:16:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T00:23:05.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leisure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'>Batting Cages @ 1U 30-04-08</title><content type='html'>After makan, dropped Kai Lie, Hong Sheng and Jing Yan at KPD. Jing Yan joined us later for karaoke @ Neway. KS had to go home. But after the sing k session, I joined Shanna and her frens, Joe and Joe's fren, John. There was this fashion show going on. Me and Shanna spotted a very gay fashion for men. And a scary looking presenter (bcoz of his make up la).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnfgZyq8lI/AAAAAAAAAIg/g8KsyoNcwnU/s1600-h/DSC06613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnfgZyq8lI/AAAAAAAAAIg/g8KsyoNcwnU/s200/DSC06613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195429392920801874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnfwJyq8nI/AAAAAAAAAIw/wBPdhswvkFo/s1600-h/DSC06615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnfwJyq8nI/AAAAAAAAAIw/wBPdhswvkFo/s200/DSC06615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195429663503741554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnfo5yq8mI/AAAAAAAAAIo/a9ENtGvi8gk/s1600-h/DSC06614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnfo5yq8mI/AAAAAAAAAIo/a9ENtGvi8gk/s200/DSC06614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195429538949689954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the photos, dah blur ni. Shanna tried her best. Joe joked and asked Shanna to go down and snap with the baldy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the main point is.... the batting cages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WELCOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBngSpyq8oI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9IXjKz1P-xo/s1600-h/DSC06621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBngSpyq8oI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9IXjKz1P-xo/s200/DSC06621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195430256209228418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is not an easy game I tell u! Us 4 were really trying hard to hit. But of course, since John and Joe played before, me and Shanna were total noobs. We hardly hit any balls but Shanna was able to play better than me. Joe said I had perfect swings, but I couldn't hit a single darn ball =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recorded Joe playing. But the cacat thing is that the minute I turned off the camera, Joe was able to hit the ball. So in the video U'll onli get to see Joe not able to hit any balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ea82dd163f342242" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dea82dd163f342242%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330214004%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FD368712B8131647523169796E48EEAD4E4C584.535B17E1D36407BDF0280C57DB93E4FA6228FFE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dea82dd163f342242%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGHr5ljzjUL7a6MrEXuHR5GOsFcs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dea82dd163f342242%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330214004%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FD368712B8131647523169796E48EEAD4E4C584.535B17E1D36407BDF0280C57DB93E4FA6228FFE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dea82dd163f342242%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGHr5ljzjUL7a6MrEXuHR5GOsFcs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some snapshots of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnhtZyq8pI/AAAAAAAAAJA/uVuDM7ZukzM/s1600-h/DSC06616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnhtZyq8pI/AAAAAAAAAJA/uVuDM7ZukzM/s200/DSC06616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195431815282356882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnh7Jyq8qI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Q3w0t1cfJ_s/s1600-h/DSC06623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnh7Jyq8qI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Q3w0t1cfJ_s/s200/DSC06623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195432051505558178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnikpyq8sI/AAAAAAAAAJY/SRruUxboE_0/s1600-h/DSC06619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnikpyq8sI/AAAAAAAAAJY/SRruUxboE_0/s200/DSC06619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195432764470129346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBniNZyq8rI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HwbADJvbgv4/s1600-h/DSC06638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBniNZyq8rI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HwbADJvbgv4/s200/DSC06638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195432365038170802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides baseball, there's also softball at the otherside of the nets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnjPpyq8uI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6KTdj7IYz9I/s1600-h/DSC06639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnjPpyq8uI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6KTdj7IYz9I/s200/DSC06639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195433503204504290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The futsal field is just at the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe said the batting cages is open to public only on Wednesday coz the rest of the days are opened to members. Rm3 for a token, 15 balls each token. A ball comes out every 8 seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4975452871164925293?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ea82dd163f342242&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4975452871164925293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4975452871164925293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4975452871164925293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4975452871164925293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/batting-cages-1u-30-04-08.html' title='Batting Cages @ 1U 30-04-08'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnfgZyq8lI/AAAAAAAAAIg/g8KsyoNcwnU/s72-c/DSC06613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-1283776004246021543</id><published>2008-05-01T22:07:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:13:11.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ｆｏｏｄ'/><title type='text'>Breakfast @ Tmn Kok Lian</title><content type='html'>Our ACC201 class finished quite early, I was late for class, reached about 8.20am as I left home at 8am which I regretted doing so because I was trying to finish the maggi mee on the table prepared by mum. Then, Sin Ying asked me to park at Wisma HELP since the lecture class wont be very long. So I decided to park by the roadside, hoping DBKL won't saman me so early morning. So after class, 8 of us, consisting of KS, Sin Ying, Kai Lie, Big Hong Sheng, Soak Peng, Jing Yan, Seow Boon and me. Went to Batu 5 to eat prawn mee but the stall was closed. So went to those cafe to eat, like the kopitiam, not the HK style mind u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnWEJyq8aI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FCVYqh-u_pQ/s1600-h/DSC06523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnWEJyq8aI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FCVYqh-u_pQ/s200/DSC06523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195419011984847266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBndV5yq8jI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GJ7lGLwbUKo/s1600-h/DSC06524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBndV5yq8jI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GJ7lGLwbUKo/s200/DSC06524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195427013508919858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forced to sit in front, I think he oso a bit paiseh.... KS asked him to guard her bag.. the girls went "OOOOOOOOOOOOOO" *except for me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drive without seatbelt on! Pls do not copy as this is done by a trained professional. TQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnXEZyq8cI/AAAAAAAAAHY/XDBuNfo_PBA/s1600-h/DSC06525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnXEZyq8cI/AAAAAAAAAHY/XDBuNfo_PBA/s200/DSC06525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195420115791442370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Wat to eat?"&lt;br /&gt;"I dunno... just anything la, I'm oredi turning into a zombie"&lt;br /&gt;"I dun feel it"&lt;br /&gt;"Tht's bcos u dun look like a zombie. How bout I eat u instead?"&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?" *look innocent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnYEJyq8dI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DOA5eHtaHCw/s1600-h/DSC06526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnYEJyq8dI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DOA5eHtaHCw/s200/DSC06526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195421211008102866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin Ying's cat face appear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnbUpyq8eI/AAAAAAAAAHo/tR3m5DuN2mo/s1600-h/DSC06534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnbUpyq8eI/AAAAAAAAAHo/tR3m5DuN2mo/s200/DSC06534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195424793010827746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both eat unhappily. Food sucked big time I heard. I onli drank Milo.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come.. snap snap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBndH5yq8iI/AAAAAAAAAII/rpkiaUa_gOo/s1600-h/DSC06531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBndH5yq8iI/AAAAAAAAAII/rpkiaUa_gOo/s200/DSC06531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195426772990751266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBncIJyq8fI/AAAAAAAAAHw/CTdvRqLezDc/s1600-h/DSC06529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBncIJyq8fI/AAAAAAAAAHw/CTdvRqLezDc/s200/DSC06529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195425677774090738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBncSpyq8gI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CSlO7Jl9sMc/s1600-h/DSC06537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBncSpyq8gI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CSlO7Jl9sMc/s200/DSC06537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195425858162717186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBndqpyq8kI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-mTWzV7ekNo/s1600-h/DSC06527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBndqpyq8kI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-mTWzV7ekNo/s200/DSC06527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195427369991205442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnciZyq8hI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Y6cGKHXA3XM/s1600-h/DSC06533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnciZyq8hI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Y6cGKHXA3XM/s200/DSC06533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195426128745656850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was too free... actually I snapped everyone... without me inside. I onli appeared in 3 photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-1283776004246021543?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1283776004246021543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=1283776004246021543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1283776004246021543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/1283776004246021543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/breakfast-tmn-kok-lian.html' title='Breakfast @ Tmn Kok Lian'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBnWEJyq8aI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FCVYqh-u_pQ/s72-c/DSC06523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5099265403794863952</id><published>2008-04-30T00:30:00.035+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T00:28:51.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ｆｏｏｄ'/><title type='text'>Easy Steps to Making Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdOLJyq7-I/AAAAAAAAADo/jDKanx6i4zU/s1600-h/DSC06250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdOLJyq7-I/AAAAAAAAADo/jDKanx6i4zU/s200/DSC06250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194706648709132258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST!! choose ur choice of recipe book nicely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdOsZyq7_I/AAAAAAAAADw/au4rnvup8ac/s1600-h/DSC06249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdOsZyq7_I/AAAAAAAAADw/au4rnvup8ac/s200/DSC06249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194707219939782642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONFIRM ur best recipe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdX6Jyq8OI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Nox_0NU9Stk/s1600-h/DSC06265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdX6Jyq8OI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Nox_0NU9Stk/s200/DSC06265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194717351767634146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLE CHECK ur ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdYY5yq8PI/AAAAAAAAAFw/eAD_QXoRgi0/s1600-h/DSC06253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdYY5yq8PI/AAAAAAAAAFw/eAD_QXoRgi0/s200/DSC06253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194717880048611570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE OUT watever baking tools needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdP7Jyq8BI/AAAAAAAAAEA/5HsA5l1sm30/s1600-h/DSC06255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdP7Jyq8BI/AAAAAAAAAEA/5HsA5l1sm30/s200/DSC06255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194708572854480914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT SURE wat to do? Get on ur phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdQ2Zyq8DI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/AFgwLDu6180/s1600-h/DSC06262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdQ2Zyq8DI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/AFgwLDu6180/s200/DSC06262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194709590761730098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdRZJyq8EI/AAAAAAAAAEY/osOOTW2IL_I/s1600-h/DSC06258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdRZJyq8EI/AAAAAAAAAEY/osOOTW2IL_I/s200/DSC06258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194710187762184258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET GOING~ wat r u waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdSMpyq8FI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FnC9hRqrMUg/s1600-h/DSC06266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdSMpyq8FI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FnC9hRqrMUg/s200/DSC06266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194711072525447250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*TING TING* Santa's helper is at work~ *work work*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdTMJyq8GI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xuXAtP8eQns/s1600-h/DSC06271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdTMJyq8GI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xuXAtP8eQns/s200/DSC06271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194712163447140450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR TRUSTWORTHY pal - the mixer-jiggy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdTypyq8HI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3Wh1-s-AlSA/s1600-h/DSC06272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdTypyq8HI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3Wh1-s-AlSA/s200/DSC06272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194712824872104050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINFUL chocolate on its way~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdUQJyq8II/AAAAAAAAAE4/yv3wIZ3Ivxo/s1600-h/DSC06276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdUQJyq8II/AAAAAAAAAE4/yv3wIZ3Ivxo/s200/DSC06276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194713331678244994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdUvJyq8JI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VGOc2oZndQw/s1600-h/DSC06277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdUvJyq8JI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VGOc2oZndQw/s200/DSC06277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194713864254189714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO REMEMBER to check ur ingredients at all times~ u dun wanna have them overdo right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdVSZyq8KI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7vysegdx7iM/s1600-h/DSC06284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdVSZyq8KI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7vysegdx7iM/s200/DSC06284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194714469844578466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMBINE 'em *sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdV6pyq8LI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mvJl2I1SELQ/s1600-h/DSC06282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdV6pyq8LI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mvJl2I1SELQ/s200/DSC06282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194715161334313138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREPARE ur cute little "paper cups"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdWlpyq8MI/AAAAAAAAAFY/laIi1kCnhuI/s1600-h/DSC06319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdWlpyq8MI/AAAAAAAAAFY/laIi1kCnhuI/s200/DSC06319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194715900068688066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISTRIBUTE 'em equally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdXVJyq8NI/AAAAAAAAAFg/s4fqXCExz8I/s1600-h/DSC06288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdXVJyq8NI/AAAAAAAAAFg/s4fqXCExz8I/s200/DSC06288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194716716112474322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY baking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdZLJyq8RI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xBW0let6EpM/s1600-h/DSC06309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdZLJyq8RI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xBW0let6EpM/s200/DSC06309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194718743337038098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMELLS good and looks good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdZnJyq8SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/mEGByB0BkM0/s1600-h/DSC06324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdZnJyq8SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/mEGByB0BkM0/s200/DSC06324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194719224373375266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE some icing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdaCpyq8TI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6A6iuKNwGkk/s1600-h/DSC06327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdaCpyq8TI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6A6iuKNwGkk/s200/DSC06327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194719696819777842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS step requires 2 person (because the bowl is too light and it floats on water) COOK in boiling water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdalJyq8UI/AAAAAAAAAGY/VeEFFSiHo1Q/s1600-h/DSC06353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdalJyq8UI/AAAAAAAAAGY/VeEFFSiHo1Q/s200/DSC06353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194720289525264706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER COOLING then beat it til thick and fluffy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBda9pyq8VI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lNavBNM2cFA/s1600-h/DSC06355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBda9pyq8VI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lNavBNM2cFA/s200/DSC06355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194720710432059730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POUR into the triangle-shaped plastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdcEJyq8XI/AAAAAAAAAGw/vmexCCP45IE/s1600-h/DSC06362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdcEJyq8XI/AAAAAAAAAGw/vmexCCP45IE/s200/DSC06362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194721921612837234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdcR5yq8YI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ioIsG4qXzfM/s1600-h/DSC06377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdcR5yq8YI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ioIsG4qXzfM/s200/DSC06377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194722157836038530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITE 'em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBddApyq8ZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KMheTEE7IU0/s1600-h/DSC06380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBddApyq8ZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KMheTEE7IU0/s200/DSC06380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194722960994922898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADD any toppings u wan and PRESTO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIVIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuying must be jealous because she couldn't join us. And most likely she won't be able to come out to bake together even if she's still here. Family day she claims.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5099265403794863952?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5099265403794863952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5099265403794863952' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5099265403794863952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5099265403794863952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/easy-steps-to-making-cupcakes.html' title='Easy Steps to Making Cupcakes'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SBdOLJyq7-I/AAAAAAAAADo/jDKanx6i4zU/s72-c/DSC06250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-519517873697328998</id><published>2008-04-29T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:06:38.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that go wild on 28th April 2008</title><content type='html'>Had a great celebration with Vivin for her bday. And yes, Manpreet joined us for the once in a year birthday lunch with us. Baked cupcakes for Vivin. I dunno how is Vivin gonna finish so many of the cupcakes XD Oh well, happy eating Vivin! We almost smoked Pizza Hut to death with its customers inside. Wahaha~ I think many ppl envied la. I could be wrong, and vain~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to main block, we bid Soo Wen and Vivin farewell since they're taking the bus home. So us girls, consisting of ZiXian, Manpreet, Khai Shein, Sin Ying and me were walking when suddenly right in front of KFC open area, I looked down onto the ground and shouted MONEY!!! Everyone was stunned and kept looking at the money, discussing what we shud do with it. I think there got around RM40+ if I'm not mistaken la. So, we decided to donate the money to the KFC watever foundation that they have. The poor guy who dropped the money, oh well, indirectly he or she did a good deed. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I've got an announcement to make. I'm back to being single. Don't worry. I'm feeling fine. Probably just some mixed feelings inside. We're still good frens. Reason? Mm... mm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-519517873697328998?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/519517873697328998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=519517873697328998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/519517873697328998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/519517873697328998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-that-go-wild-on-28th-april-2008.html' title='Things that go wild on 28th April 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3760098528105642255</id><published>2008-04-19T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T01:26:01.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Jam</title><content type='html'>Cooking strawberry jam was kinda easy. Never knew it was that easy though. Only let Khai Shein and Sin Ying smell, and gave a small portion to Soo Wen because she loved strawberries. But I think the jam is too sweet. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I better start putting some effort by uploading those photos that I've promised to upload but never did... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to some boutique shops in Jln Telawi 2, Bangsar. Some I couldn't recall the names of the shop. Only remembered Cat's Whiskers, Mooie, Tea and Sympathy... Oh, that's all I could recall... Anyways, while I was google-searching for T&amp;amp;S website, I happen to find &lt;a href="http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/"&gt;this  &lt;/a&gt;fella, known as Sze, (who is T&amp;amp;S' boss' fren), the world is small or big? It seems that some of the accessories there are from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Ah Long Pte Ltd? Sze knows one of the actors in the movie. And I got his blog too. His name is &lt;a href="http://danieltan2u.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daniel Tan&lt;/a&gt;. I think he was one of the followers for Fann Wong in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kla... time to go to bed. So tired. Wat a week I say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-3760098528105642255?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3760098528105642255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3760098528105642255' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3760098528105642255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3760098528105642255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/strawberry-jam.html' title='Strawberry Jam'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-902966025255837989</id><published>2008-04-16T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T01:40:47.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous Mr Chan</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness... wouldn't believe wat I've just seen =______=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was curious about my gaming fren's blog, out of boredom and curiosity, I registered myself in &lt;a href="http://www.lowyat.net/v2/"&gt;Lowyat.NET&lt;/a&gt; and they were selling LYN t-shirts which I thought was quite cool.. so browse thru.. see got &lt;a href="http://www.jrock-kingdom.com/"&gt;JROCK KINGDOM&lt;/a&gt; website (this year the Jrock event is held in RUUMS.. Aaron invited me to go.. last year was in Sri Kembangan).. so fingers itchy clicked into it.. then I went to check out their forum.. seems like the JRock community wanted to arrange transportation for this year's Bon Odori, and they were conducting a survey of coz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was the moderator or whoever la.. oh.. it's the site admin.. anyway.. he gave a link for &lt;a href="http://www.designenterprise.com/2007/07/18/post-visit-report-31st-bon-odori-celebration/"&gt;Bon Odori 2007 blog link&lt;/a&gt;. Since I did not attend last year's, I just click lo... then.... =__= there were plenty of photos.. so I just scroll down.. and in one of the pics... CHAN JOE EE appeared =.= he so famous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U guys can go bat if u wanna bat... walalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-902966025255837989?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/902966025255837989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=902966025255837989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/902966025255837989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/902966025255837989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/famous-mr-chan.html' title='Famous Mr Chan'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-1748109072060715255</id><published>2008-04-12T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T23:33:34.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunny Attack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.nabbrtable{height:314px; 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Yesterday after class it was pouring outside. Sin Ying left without me coz I wanted to go toilet. So.. I waited for the bus. Too many students, so the first bus was full. Aaron came down from the bus with his giant umbrella~ But he din see me standing under the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I waited patiently for the next bus. Then finally it came. There was this 4 guys hiding under the same jacket =____= these dao gei... They said silly things like, "Do u think we 4 person can share one seat?" =______=" Under the rain u can afford to say such thing? Then they lan gentleman, let the girls from the otherside to go up. OK lo... Since the girls so kesian wait under the rain with their umbrellas =.= I waited under the rain with my jacket. Who more cham?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing is about to happen. These 4 guys finished letting the girls go up d, then got 2 of them went up. Then left the other 2 standing at the bus entrance.. then the guy in front dun wanna get up, the guy behind him ask why he dun go up, the guy in front said, "Must let the girls go up first ma~" Until my turn, that two guys just looked at me, blocking the entrance... I told him:"Can u please just get in the bus? You're blocking the way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His fren laughed at him and kept telling him "U just got served man!! Wahahahahaha" all the way into the bus... =___= weird ppl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-8219037812789434983?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8219037812789434983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=8219037812789434983' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8219037812789434983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8219037812789434983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-just-got-served.html' title='You Just Got Served!'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5362624898003689877</id><published>2008-04-10T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:03:24.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wrong "path" taken</title><content type='html'>http://paranoidbunny.blogpsot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to check whether my blog had any comments, so there wasn't really a need for me to log in. Typed the wrong address and this is wat I got +_+ Have a look... LOL~ have fun with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... feeling lazy but.. gotta start hitting the books soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid Term Dates:&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;br /&gt;14th Monday 8.30am-10.30am Management Accounting 2&lt;br /&gt;17th Thursday 11am-1pm(?) Financial Reporting (cant remember =_=)&lt;br /&gt;18th Friday 2pm-4pm Company Law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's late already. Wuwu... Oyasumi~ ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5362624898003689877?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5362624898003689877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5362624898003689877' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5362624898003689877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5362624898003689877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/wrong-path-taken.html' title='The wrong &quot;path&quot; taken'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-4921935558473436696</id><published>2008-04-06T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T00:08:31.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Dogs Could Talk...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, me, mum and Kok Jin were chatting in the kitchen. Suddenly we were discussing if dogs could talk what would they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum says:"If Belle Belle can talk, she will scold me coz I gave her too much liver and made her hair come out." then she starts imitating and talk as if she's Belle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say:"If Bowie can talk, he will scold u (refering to mum) that u always scold him, dun feed him on time." then starts imitating.. "Where's my food u.. B..... *silence*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Jin:"Oh.. u wanted to say tht B**** word izzit" XD &lt;&lt; his expression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to imitate wat the dogs would probably say. LoL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I learn to play Oasis'  Don't Look Back In Anger. But I havent got the book yet, cant practise. But the book got Wonderwall oso XD yeah yeah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-4921935558473436696?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4921935558473436696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=4921935558473436696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4921935558473436696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/4921935558473436696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-dogs-could-talk.html' title='If Dogs Could Talk...'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5499051581398967932</id><published>2008-04-05T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:55:36.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wu lang ai ke Cineleisure kua hee boh?</title><content type='html'>Seems that Cathay Cineleisure has offer for movie tickets, buy 3 free 1. Offer til 30th April. Normal price and not valid on Wed, eve and on public holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe can accompany Wen Wen go watch the movie she asked me that day. Mr Average izzit? Forgotten the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. I'm addicted to playing Jojo's Fashion Show. Kept downloading the game from different sources just to complete the game. This is the first time ever to chase the game til 4 something in the morning baru gan yuan go to bed. Today downloaded from another 2 more sources. Muahahah~ I think I'm close to completing the game d. Mum kept looking at me playing. Ask me izzit fun. I ask her she wanna play izzit. She say maybe.. Wuahahahahha. I think her fav is still Pacman or CDman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5499051581398967932?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5499051581398967932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5499051581398967932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5499051581398967932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5499051581398967932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/wu-lang-ai-ke-cineleisure-kua-hee-boh.html' title='wu lang ai ke Cineleisure kua hee boh?'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3349757199684059455</id><published>2008-04-05T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T16:12:20.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save The Trees!</title><content type='html'>I don't like printing out assignments. They waste ink. Ink is not cheap. They waste paper. Paper comes from trees, need many years to grow into one fine looking big tree. That day while printing my accounting assignment. I pity the poor papers. Just one question alone i had to use 12 papers on formula sheet =_= 3 papers for the answer sheet. Essay for each question is 3 pages. So I saved the balance of the paper which were to be cut off from the assignment sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron sms me saying that a girl approached him when he got his assignment printed from document centre. The girl ask him about his assignment, wat subject he was taking. Then she started talking about how many trees have to chop down to make papers for our assignments. She said she was sad because her assignment oso need a lot of papers. LOL. Trees wont stop being chopped down unless everything is digitalized. Which I think it could be bad. Unless it's developed into the toys like we used to play - the board which we draw and draw and draw and can be instantly erased with the thing that we push up and down. Now i think they put tiny crushed pieces of magnets inside, so the pen tht we use is a magnet oso. Dunno if u get wat i'm saying. Oh ya, the bad point is that the later generation would not know how to write, have to rely on keyboards / keypads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about my accounting assignment is that, since the question was assuming that we're working in a timber mill. So I wrote save the environment XD I know my assignment will terpesong again. Sigh. Maybe thats why i dun get high marks in assignments. My conclusion oso stated if we can't reduce spoil, scrap and rework, why not take it and sell to other industries that might need them instead of us trying to dump the scraps all over the place, causing pollution. And can also reduce trees being chopped down to make into products tht they want. As the saying goes, One man's trash is another man's treasure. Very extreme hor XD The question ask us how to reduce spoilage, scrap and reworked items, i write how to recycle them instead XD I think lecturer will vomit blood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-3349757199684059455?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3349757199684059455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3349757199684059455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3349757199684059455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3349757199684059455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/save-trees.html' title='Save The Trees!'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-5936678049489277641</id><published>2008-04-04T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T19:03:00.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185342624898115042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/R_YJpOu-ZeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FNTbVXuXMxc/s320/Image00015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why does the sun go on shining?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185342981380400626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/R_YJ9-u-ZfI/AAAAAAAAADY/vhzn_7kGXMY/s320/DSC05954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why do the sea rush to shore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-5936678049489277641?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5936678049489277641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=5936678049489277641' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5936678049489277641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/5936678049489277641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-does-sun-go-on-shining-why-do-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/R_YJpOu-ZeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FNTbVXuXMxc/s72-c/Image00015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-693567034840283798</id><published>2008-04-04T18:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T16:30:23.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>懒人的告白</title><content type='html'>看见身边的同学那么用功读书，成绩那么好。有时候，都会烦恼，为什么我那么懒?&lt;br /&gt;我应该是问不出答案。&lt;br /&gt;可能已经习惯生活在临时抱佛脚的状态下，想生活得积极点都不行。&lt;br /&gt;以后看到我在街边讨食别大惊小怪。&lt;br /&gt;我没才能，又不用功，迟早都是会变成废材。&lt;br /&gt;有时候很努力，却不是我要的成果。&lt;br /&gt;也还是那么差。&lt;br /&gt;可能踏进会计学是一个大错。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哎，&lt;br /&gt;世界每一刻都在转动，只有我还在原地，迟迟不肯踏出去。&lt;br /&gt;懒人就是懒人。&lt;br /&gt;可能是因为没有梦想，&lt;br /&gt;所以无法尽力去追求。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very funny thing happened yesterday was that I received a sms from Jobstreet, saying that a company has viewed my cv and wanted to hire me as their accounts assistant. How sad, had to turn down the job with regret coz I dun have time to work. And this is ironic. Had to state there not able to work on weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以后，都只能用叹气来做我人生的句号。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-693567034840283798?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/693567034840283798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=693567034840283798' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/693567034840283798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/693567034840283798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='懒人的告白'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-3915959348153417477</id><published>2008-04-04T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T18:22:19.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough Week</title><content type='html'>I guess the more "senior" we get in college, the more busier we get. This so-called CSU Revision Week aka holiday break for HUC students, is definately not applicable to me &gt;( Mr Lye had replacement classes on Wed n Thurs. Mr Val had replacement on Thursday 8am, Mr Lye's at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started last week, started attempting the ACC201 assignment questions as it was due this Monday (31-3-08). Bryan's 21st bday was on 30th, which falls on a Sunday. So bad... so I tried my best to rush as fast as possible. I like writing, but I dun really like doing research. So this 2 essay questions were giving me a hard time. Anyways, I tried to write as much as I can. So easily I already vomited out one page out of 3 pages before I went to bed and continue the next day, which was a Saturday already. Every night, had to sleep late just to do 2 essay questions with word limit 1000 each. So much for the crap I wrote. My main points were very little, I guess my assignment marks is going to be the lowest compared to Sin Ying and Khai Shein. I think out of the 3, Sin Ying's the highest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After submitting the ACC201, it was time to rush LAW201. How great can it get? I wasn't sure wat I was doing with the whole assignment. Got fed up and took the easy way out, copy word for word. I dun give a damn if I fail. Most likely I'll be wont be able to pass any law subject tht easily. Dunno the damn footnote will help me from plagerism or not. Submit d, so it's up to Chithra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the very same day of submitting law 201 assignment then got replacement class at 8am lo. Mr Lye punya. I thought Sin Ying slept like dead pig. She told me she woke up late and entered class after 8.30am. I even woke up early to print her assignment lo. Mana tau I reach college so much earlier than usual =_= For the first time I finished assignment before 12am. So shock of myself, but already expected. Sin Ying finished at 4am and sms me tht she left her assignment in my mail d. Even print PK's assignment and submit for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while feeding the rabbits, Handsome escaped from his cage and ate Kok Jin's money plant. So I went to catch him. He used his two strong legs with super sharp nails and SCRATCH me. Now my left hand full of scratches. HANDSOME'S one. Evil Handsome.. wuwuw... everyday feed u and give u water.. this is how u repay my kindness?! Each time I see u I pat u first, now u scratch me =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to music class also tak jadi, John told me that Theresa say I wasn't coming =_= so Mr Dominic coming in at 4pm. Miscommunication somewhere. Sigh. So rayau in Tower Records for about 40 mins before looking for my mum. She oso blind one. Nvr search the whole store properly say cant find me and went to eat tong sui on her own... jin gak!!! I carry the guitar til my hand oso wanna break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harsh week... mid term exams are coming. Havent study yet. Shuying's fav line: " &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wat Are U Waiting For?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-3915959348153417477?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3915959348153417477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=3915959348153417477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3915959348153417477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/3915959348153417477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/rough-week.html' title='Rough Week'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-2493752534575163251</id><published>2008-03-22T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T01:52:39.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday =__=</title><content type='html'>Today's Good Friday, so is it Easter? Anyways. After class, the girls asked me whether I wanna go to mid valley to find PK. Rejected coz I "have" guitar class. So I went home, quickly buy my lunch and practiced my tunes. And even got to the music school in time, when all of a sudden, I stood still, with Kok Jin. Mr Dominic was not in his usual "venue". John looked at me and Theresa told me tht Mr Dominic was in church. Because it was Good Friday, classes have been cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=__________________________________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied her tht I did nt receive the news class being cancelled. So we ended up discussing the replacement classes. Since me and Jin were already at Plaza Damas / Hartamas Shopping Center, Jin suggested that we go have soya bean. Shared the chocolate filling tong yuen, then went to Tower Records to look-see-look-see. I decided to get Robbie Williams' CDs. How I miss listening to his songs. Then we were looking at movies. All of a sudden, Jin told me that there's Tomie movie (manga by Junji Ito). And I collected Tomie comic series - all thanks to Aaron, who kinda introduced me to Junji Ito. So now I know the Japanese movie Kakashi is also one of Junji Ito's collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that Tomie had already 7 or 8 movies =_=" The latest one was released last year, Tomie vs Tomie, which I saw today. Probably gonna get the CD after my music class. Oh, going broke.. wuwu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Chong Hwa's 89th Anniversary!! Tmr will have the yuan you hui, a fair whr the students will set booths and sell food/pets. Mum asked me to go find her cheese tarts... cos is my neighbor's sister's child booth. Aaron's sister - Victoria will be selling sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, a good Friday ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-2493752534575163251?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2493752534575163251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=2493752534575163251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2493752534575163251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/2493752534575163251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday =__='/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-50261003487479150</id><published>2008-03-14T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T01:20:33.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Highlight of the Week</title><content type='html'>Seems that The Gardens has a restaurant with Penang food theme. Gurney Drive Restaurant I think. Oh~ whenever I flipped thru the classified pages, I think of getting a part time job. Unfortunately, I'm absolutely sure nobody will agree to it, and this sem's schedule is more or less hectic, classes everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang, here we come... finally! After all the talking and some swearing, we're leaving first thing on Saturday morning. Aaron's gonna have a sleepover in Jin's room, meaning I have to move out of Jin's room and back into my very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guk&lt;/span&gt; room. The aircon is still making sounds, so as the fan. Oh sigh. Dah lah everyday have to wake up early to go attend morning classes, and now holiday oso need to wake up so early, can someone sprinkle some cold water onto my face? kekekeke... I didn't say SPILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a new watch, looked kinda sporty. Luckily it wasn't very big for me. Just ngam ngam~ but me bad luck, yday got the watch, today one of the button dropped out in college... damn! Luckily able to send the watch back to fix the little button x( Today in class baru I realised my watch got light one.. wahahha... =__="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I checked Multiply, got some L'arc fans uploaded the SMILE album.. wuwu... more shuei is get to see but cannot get to download, how miserable life is! Hopefully there are some kind music stores like Tower Records import more of L'arc's CDs. Or even Gazette.. wuwu.. Pierrot oso I dun mind (they disband d and formed another new band).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week gotta rush 2 assignments. By right now I shud be doing my ACC202 Financial Reporting assignment by observing the various websites of financial reporting =_= I didn't know Mr Lye could joke... although not very funny. But he tries his best. Finally got the damn Law textbook. I think one of the worst textbook ever bought was for the ACC201. Damn celaka u know?! Regretted getting that book. Cost us RM90, end up wat quality of book is that? Almost the same as going to Wisma E&amp;amp;C or WN to photocopy. Nothing more than, white paper background, black words. No difference than a photocopy book. Even the cover looked ugly. Sigh. Had the feeling of money being cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, time to go to bed again. Another morning class tmr. And this time, a replacement class for next Thursday. Jya~ sleep tight ppl~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-50261003487479150?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/50261003487479150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=50261003487479150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/50261003487479150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/50261003487479150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-so-highlight-of-week.html' title='Not So Highlight of the Week'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-8071935128494063626</id><published>2008-03-11T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T00:14:06.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 1st - Kok Seong - 28&lt;br /&gt;March 2nd - Fung Yue - 21&lt;br /&gt;March 10th - Seok Mun - 21&lt;br /&gt;March 11th - Kok Jin - 16&lt;br /&gt;March 16th - Kok Leong - 19&lt;br /&gt;March 30th - Bryan - 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other ppl who are born in the month of March~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-8071935128494063626?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8071935128494063626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=8071935128494063626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8071935128494063626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8071935128494063626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-875341339625803869</id><published>2008-03-10T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T00:30:26.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future?</title><content type='html'>Today mum and Jin finally came back from the States. Good for me, I no longer need to wake up early to hang the clothes and get myself late for class. Dun need to bother wat to cook for dinner. Yippie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, dad told me after I finished this degree, I could study watever I wanted. He apologized for using the wrong manner to "guide" me wat course I wanted to take in the beginning. He say he wasn't forcing me. Yeah right. Anyways, Khai Shein also encountered the same thing with her mum (the guideline part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, some of the courses I would like to take are... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photography&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Japanese language&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mass Comm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bakery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hotel Management&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Advertising&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Design&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Human Resource&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's wat I could think of for now. Although the last 2 seemed to be kinda strange for a person like me who doesnt bother about my own appearance. Sometimes, feel like taking a part time job, just to kill time during weekends. Maybe I turned out to not study at all. Accounting is definitely not in my list. Last week, HELP had a career fair. Two of the booths were work and holiday programme. One was OOTB (Out Of The Box) Travelling to USA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other was Adecco or something. For this one, the requirement is simple, 18-30 years old, have not been on a holiday-work programme to New Zealand, have enough money to support urself there, then u're oredi eligible. It doesn't only restrict to students. Me, PK and KS oredi decide to go together after graduating XD I did asked Aaron and he says ok. Not sure if in the end he will actually go. Wat's the job u ask? Picking apples, grapes or kiwi. U can either do indoor (picking fruits) or outdoor (packing). Of cos, outdoor has higher pay compared to the indoor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Either way, if it's outdoor, it goes by per bin of fruit u can produce (NZ$35), and I think the maximum bin u are able to produce is 8 bins per day. So one day itself u can earn NZ$280, equals to MYR756. If for indoor, the maximum u could earn per week is NZ$500, MYR 1350. It actually goes for per hour between NZ$11~13. Not bad hor? The maximum is 6 months in NZ. One of the activities u could do there is swim with the dolphins XD KS see d became super happy~ LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok ppl, time for me to go to bed. Jya ne~ Oyasumi minna-san ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-875341339625803869?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/875341339625803869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=875341339625803869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/875341339625803869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/875341339625803869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-mum-and-jin-finally-came-back.html' title='Future?'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-6894752900100506441</id><published>2008-03-02T19:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:25:56.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days Without Mum and Jin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1 (01-03-2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a very bad day. The weather is very nasty. Heavy rain since early morning. Mum told me to hang the clothes out for drying. I overslept a bit and had to go to the kitchen to take out the clothes from the washing machine. Since the weather was bad, when I was hanging the clothes halfway, I felt raindrops but it was little to be felt, or even realise. Then it really drizzle. Then had to take the clothes back in and hang them in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kok Leong took Bobo to the vet to inhale the medicine for his cough. Got stuck at Sri Sinar as the lanes were very cramp until a certain point. From 3 lanes, then to 2 lanes and finally down to 1 lane. How ridiculous. Stuck there for at least 10 mins. Somemore had to wait for traffic light. He was rushing because he had to pick his frens at HELP and go visit a fren who was down with dengue fever. Luckily Bobo only needed 5 mins and on the way back to the main road it wasn't jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By evening, I was hungry. Asked Kok Leong to drop me at 7-11 to buy a loaf of bread at Sri Sinar. Then he left with his frens. But I had some laundry business to attend to, so Aaron arrived, he wanted to cook for me. So I told him must use margarine to fry the eggs, while I toast the breads. Went for steamboat for dinner while waiting for Highstreet5 to download! Can't wait to play it. Then told Aaron that my laptop became slow after installing the HDD installation cd. It even took a long time for my laptop to switch off. Waited nearly 20 mins the so-called "update" was still running. Oh sigh. Finally Aaron had to disable some of the unnecessary tasks and software at the start up so the laptop can run faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for him to do the laptop, I taught him how to play gim rammy. Played about 4 or 5 rounds before he left. Oh sigh. Nobody to play with me at home.. wuwu... Kok Jin~ come back early! Play with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Aaron left, Eong Eong came to my room with some recipe books, asking me wat to cook for dinner. He wanted his sweet and sour pork (gu lou yuk) and lemon chicken. I found butter prawns.. oh~~ butter~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2 (02-03-2008)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Woke up at 7.35am to do the laundry. Hang the clothes out to dry. Today's weather was kinda good til evening. Hang the clothes out to dry. Plenty of clothes waiting for me to wash. Today I did 3 rounds of laundry, as in hung 3 rounds of laundry outside to dry. Now there's not much clothes for me to wash, but the clothes are piling up for me to iron. Dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hanging the clothes I fed the rabbits some vege. They were quite impatient and behaved like a bunch of hungry monsters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; I went to the kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; to do some dish washing. Then fed Bobo. Then I went back to rest, I checked my phone and it had incoming message. It's from KOK JIN!!! XD He told me that he was oredi in San Francisco, and it was already almost 4pm there, messaged received was Malaysian time 7.52am. Eventually his phone went out of credit and he asked me to ask dad to reload for him. Dad reload RM100 for him... NOT FAIR! How come I dun have.. wuwu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jusco to get some groceries. Instead of focusing on groceries, me and Eong did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extra&lt;/span&gt; shopping. He wanted to get a haircut. But his preferable stylist wasn't here. So we went over to the accessory shop. He was eying on  2 chains, I had a few that I think was unique. Then I kept asking which wallet I shud buy. I wanted one where I would be able to put cards. I have to put my IC, license, Jusco card, Popular card, atm card, comic VIP card, bonuslink card, and in the future I dunno wat cards I'm gonna put in. End up buying a coin pouch XD It's so cute. There was another purse which was super cute~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit! Oh sigh... I'm too lazy to retype the stuff I wrote just now. Damn those tags... I shall put all in a nutshell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent too much on accessories, had to go to atm to withdraw money for groceries. Went to Domino's to take away coz I received Hotlink flash voucher for RM15 per regular pizza (normal price was RM21.50?). Eong said that the staff was kinda rude. The Public Bank near to the Domino's was out of money. Even the Affin Bank (according to a very friendly looking old man queuing behind us) atm had no more money to withdraw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tmr is another bright and sunny day so that I can do the laundry without worrying the clothes will get wet. Collected my 1119 cert on last Thursday. Aaron collected his too. He forgotten which year he had taken SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best ppl! I think I'm not taking law201 this sem. Better if I take next sem so that I can attend fin203's class. At least Mr Val wont suddenly cancel class like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-6894752900100506441?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6894752900100506441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=6894752900100506441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6894752900100506441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/6894752900100506441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/03/days-without-mum-and-jin.html' title='Days Without Mum and Jin'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-418247886591263431</id><published>2008-02-28T19:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:30:00.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U Wanna Hear The Good News Or The Bad News First?</title><content type='html'>Oh well, might as well start off with the good news. Congratulations to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Suraya&lt;/span&gt;, she gave birth to her 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; child (sources by Helena). And nobody really ever believed that she was pregnant. But unfortunately, as this semester's timetable went haywire (not sure if this is the spelling). So the department had to call back Suraya, who was supposed to be on an extented leave. Until tmr, Biz Dept will be busy as the people from LAN will be coming to check the fails bla blah. Ming Yuen and the rest not so free to layan us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super bad news of the day is that... Me, Sin Ying and Pui Kuen attended today's Company Law (ACC201). Knowing it was Cithra teaching, but we dun have a choice. Not that we want her to teach her. So, from our past experience, u know I know we all know that she used to ffk our classes. And is quite torturing when her law classes are always in the early morning.. =.= what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After yesterday's incident (I got stuck outside my house for at least 10 mins just waiting for the super brilliant traffic lights to turn green - remember 2 traffic lights outside my house? one green the other red =.= how exciting could it be?) so I was late for Ms Phang's class, and she wasn't very happy with students entering the class late. KS say when she went in Ms Phang was staring at her. When I left house was around 7.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I left house earlier.. before 7.20am. Then I reached college around... 7.40am? Most of the students were late. Then Sin Ying reached after 8am. Pui Kuen arrived at 8.30am. Cithra was nowhere at sight. Then more or less u start to worry. So we just chat chat chat... Until.. the big Hong Sheng said she's not coming... ****....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing doesn't stop here. On our back to main block for a meal, which was around 9am tht time. Then Sin Ying went to DSA to surrender the parking vouchers. Then bump into KS' brother. Then we waited for my brother to finish French Banana's class then the 4 of us went for breakfast. I saw Mr Alex today XD but I did not greet him. He was looking straight. Then... I noticed that... French Banana and Mr Lye Kok Keong were talking in the bookstore... Dammit.... I wanted to ask him whether he'll start the class today or just brief. But FB was standing there. No mood to enter then we just left. Sin Ying didn't wanna attend Financial Reporting because she's too sleepy and say let her be lazy for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and PK waited for Mr Lye's arrival since 1o something. Until 11.40am baru Brenda from lvl 2 come in and say he'll start class at 12pm. Then waited til 12pm still dun see a shadow. By 12.30~12.40 Brenda came in and told us Mr Lye is on the way. But PK oredi got tired of waiting. She did not sleep for the whole nite, all because of Cithra. She encountered another insomnia night. So she decided not to sleep, or else she wont be able to come for Law201. Looks like she is super unlucky. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day. I bought my external HDD d XD purposely buy a bigger space one so tht I can play games. LOL... And I probably wont be getting a 2nd one. So better I get a bigger one. Long lasting. So called la. Now I can put all the rubbish into the HDD d. Maybe I shall take Law the later sem. I dun wanna jeopardise my Fin203. So happen lecture for Fin203 and Law201 are on the same time. Damn shitty. Until now dunno wat subject to take neh... The stupid thing of all is that all the lecture classes are 8am. every single one of them. Damn vomit blood. Besides Fin204 i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Jin leaving for airport this Saturday. March 11th is Jin's birthday. Our Penang trip shall be on the 14th March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the way, FB looked slimmer. Bet she got cursed by students from our batch til she got nightmares to sleep soundly at night. Still look so Ba-bi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-418247886591263431?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/418247886591263431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=418247886591263431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/418247886591263431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/418247886591263431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/02/u-wanna-hear-good-news-or-bad-news.html' title='U Wanna Hear The Good News Or The Bad News First?'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124026371018254935.post-8781428342392802644</id><published>2008-02-22T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T12:10:53.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNY visiting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivals'/><title type='text'>CNY visiting 2008</title><content type='html'>After a sad post, time for something to cheer up. This year, we managed to go to some new houses for New Year! Yippie~ And Mr Tee also joined our visiting troop this year~ Our visiting trip split into 2 days this time, because travelling to Khai Shein and Sin Ying's houses are quite far, at least 30-45 mins of drive to reach Klang/Jalan Banting. And of course, we made the effort to go to Dong Zen temple in Jenjarom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Day - Saturday (16/02/08)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; 1st house - Mine - Is this gonna be permanent? This year's visiting is on a Saturday, which was also Kenny Leong and my mum's birthday! A combined celebration with a weird choice of cakes (photos not received). Like last year, spent the most time in my house and watched TV (last year was Gremlins 2, this year is a movie by the Olsen twins, something like Two of A Pair.. so something like tht...). Also ordered Domino's pizza to have something inside our stomachs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2nd house - Mr Tee Chee How - Travelled to Selayang to visit his house XD Gambled there. Had fun playing 3 Cards &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt; There was one round where we had no winner for 2 or 3 rounds, so the money accumulated. LOLS~ In the end I was the winner XD So my loss became a profit instantly, with RM20+ covering my loss of RM10+, my net winning was RM9. Did I mention that his youngest brother played with us, and he's so adorable XD Next year must visit his house again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 3rd house - Kenny - From Selayang we drove to Kepong. Then it would be easier to go to Damansara. Watched Kok Jin play PS2 =.= I dunno wat is the name of the game. But it involves a monster looking flower that students use to drink tea =.=" Guess what? One of the characters are also named Kenny! His dog, Princess wanted to come out from the room and the window was open~ Damn determined his dog was, then got stucked XD dunno izzit the dog was stucked at the window coz the dog was trying to get out. Khai Shein discovered it I think. Pui Kuen requested for Nintendo DS the minute she see Kenny bringing out the PS2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-4th house - Soo Wen - Off we go~ To Soo Wen's for more new year titbits. We finished her container of Bak Gwa. Pui Kuen was the gambling queen (big 2)~ Kenny, Aaron, Dai Jek Lou, PK gambled and she won so easily. Stayed til 5 something when it was almost near to dinner time. DJL and Kenny have dinners to attend to, so we also just san cheung. This time got go up to Soo Wen's room see look see look XD Her plush toys on the bed are so funny~ but the rabbit is so cute &gt;.&lt; The wombat doesn't look like a wombat, LOL.. And I din manage to look at all her awards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troop of the day consist - Me, Aaron, Kok Jin, Soo Wen, Khai Shein, Sin Ying, Pui Kuen, Chee How, Pui Kuen, Kenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanna couldn't make it at the last minute coz she had something to do. Hua Fu wanted to join us but he had classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Day - Tuesday (19/02/08)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gathered at Soo Wen's house coz it would be faster to get to Klang. Sin Ying was leaving for Taiwan on 20th. Asked PK whether could pick Shanna for me. Bought her tapioca chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1st house - Sin Ying's - PK and Mr Tee's first time coming to Sin Ying's house. Everyone played with Sin Ying's massaging machines. The iGallop has the most ugliest pose. PK played with uZap til her tummy also itchy. Played 007 but it was weird coz everyone was playing slowly. Kok Jin ate mouldy Bak Gwa~ My joke became real =.= Went up to Sin Ying's room. She wanted to con us that the master bedroom was her room. Then she wanted to trick us that her brothers' room was her room. Then we were guessing which bed was hers =.=" Her bed so small but got so many toys on the bed. Actually is not many, but they're BIG =.=" PK, Sin Ying and Wen kept punching the black baby Pooh toy.. so sad that toy is innocent, it was the owner that they dislike - Spritzer. Then Mr T played with the Pooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2nd house - Khai Shein - For the first time in new year, we actually get to enter her house. Ate Fererro Roche (dammit, forgotten the spelling) like crazy. Then made KS pay for seafood dinner. Bill came to around RM150. Her father helped us to order thru phone so that we won't have to wait too long. But I guess it made not much of a difference. I played a trick on Aaron and he fell for it, the rest played along. Bluff him that Sin Ying was leaving for Taiwan to continue her studies. Then they even go as far as sending her off (not really sending her). And claimed that the dinner is a farewell dinner. Wahahahhaa~ After dinner, Sin Ying went home but we went to the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate Destination -  Dong Zen Temple in Jenjarom. A lot of red laterns decorated all over the place. Nice flowers they've got there. Then they've got some miniature models of temples I think. From different regions. There was a row of 20+ of Kuan Yin statues. They have wishing trees. One was the tossing red cloth, the other was writing the wishes on the back of the bookmark-like auspicious wishes and hang on the tree. Me and Shanna wrote wishes. But have to donate first la. A lot of photo snapping but less of camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might say that this day is one of my unluckiest day. It started when I wanted to get down to Sin Ying's house. Then when I wear my sandles, I accidentally wore 2 different sandles of each side =.=" so Bergaya. Had to borrow from Sin Ying. Then I returned Sin Ying's camera (she left at my house), I forgotten to bring my own camera out =.="Only can rely on KokJin's phone camera. Everyone did not bring their own camera because they thought that I would be bringing. The lesson, pls bring own cameras for every occasion. TQ. Shanna regretted not bringing her cam because she wanted to snap the buddha. I guess it was a nice place to snap some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troop consist - Me, Kok Jin, Aaron, Pui Kuen, Chee How, Shanna, Sin Ying (until dinner), Khai Shein, Soo Wen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny working so couldn't make it. Hua Fu have classses again. Soo Wen say next year must invite him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/124026371018254935-8781428342392802644?l=paranoidbunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8781428342392802644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=124026371018254935&amp;postID=8781428342392802644' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8781428342392802644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/124026371018254935/posts/default/8781428342392802644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranoidbunny.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-visiting-2008.html' title='CNY visiting 2008'/><author><name>YuuEne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q_sVInz2Vts/SCrDH5L1xaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f5Qm-UbnB8A/S220/120508_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
