<?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-2682202800031159632</id><updated>2011-12-31T17:58:19.750-06:00</updated><category term='birthday'/><title type='text'>~Prince J's wOrLD~</title><subtitle type='html'>---A blog that narrates a silly guy from Malaysia trying to achieve success in America!---</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>315</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-8465480451594299656</id><published>2010-02-28T04:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T04:53:08.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-8465480451594299656?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/8465480451594299656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=8465480451594299656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/8465480451594299656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/8465480451594299656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-5225728987639956628</id><published>2009-11-10T19:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:00:45.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye, Thanks, and see you..</title><content type='html'>This will be the last post for "prince_J's world". It took me a while pick up the courage and end this blog which i have been using for almost 2.5 years. I am really happy that some of you find comfort (or maybe laughter) just by reading my blog. It has been a great 2.5 years having you guys supporting this blog. 24424 unique hits = 27 unique readers per day is something that i myself could not believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fret not, i am not gonna stop blogging. Instead, i am moving to a new address:-&lt;br /&gt;Bookmark me at (click on the address to be redirected there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arjayrubbishbin.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;www.arjayrubbishbin.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Again, this was not an easy decision. Initially, i thought of making this a hush hush blog where only close frens will gain access to it. But after contemplating for some time, i guess i will leave it to you guys if you want to continue reading what i write. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Till here then, i will miss blogging at Prince_J's World, but i guess there is definitely a day where i will end this blog, so why not now and just move on? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-5225728987639956628?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/5225728987639956628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=5225728987639956628&amp;isPopup=true' title='245 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>Going to sit for my econ 203 mid term in exactly 5 hours and 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not even sleep yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And till up, i am still very bad in understanding the chapter that talks about international trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i decided, it is time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant do it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, bless me to not fail in this class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfish thought of mine now is hoping that those high achievers to spare me.&lt;br /&gt;please don't get too high so that my score will be curved to a passing point.&lt;br /&gt;such a simple wish, hope it will be granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-767392283311104962?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-2726362792233872697</id><published>2009-11-01T17:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:18:16.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;看着那冰冷的窗，&lt;br /&gt;我笑不出来，只微微的叹了一口气。。&lt;br /&gt;这几天，我一直在追问自己，&lt;br /&gt;到底要的是什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个题目，我也好像问了自己，&lt;br /&gt;没有一千遍，也有一万遍吧。。&lt;br /&gt;但还是未能得到答案。&lt;br /&gt;真的好可笑。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忐忑的心情，不安的情绪，&lt;br /&gt;却无法展漏无疑。。&lt;br /&gt;这样的感觉，又谁能知？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些时候，真的好想找一个人。。&lt;br /&gt;静静的听我把故事说完。。&lt;br /&gt;暖暖的跟我说。。&lt;br /&gt;“不要紧，你努力就好了！”&lt;br /&gt;或，&lt;br /&gt;“我永远相信你！”&lt;br /&gt;或，&lt;br /&gt;只要好好的听我讲完，&lt;br /&gt;我就满足了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么这样简单的要求，&lt;br /&gt;却好像，离我好遥远。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这一次学期的考试，&lt;br /&gt;我已经很努力了，但好像我的努力&lt;br /&gt;往往不等于成功。。好不开心哦。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想好想。。在这沉默的瞬间。。&lt;br /&gt;就留给自己，最好的保留。。&lt;br /&gt;免得又在做个小丑，&lt;br /&gt;搞笑时，还找来嘲笑，又不被重视。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天啊。。。保佑我。。&lt;br /&gt;快让我找回自我。。&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/2682202800031159632-2726362792233872697?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/2726362792233872697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=2726362792233872697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2726362792233872697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2726362792233872697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-1817792771668624043</id><published>2009-11-01T01:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:37:49.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfish soul..</title><content type='html'>So, this quarter i am taking a business school class thought by a Nobel Laurette. The class is really fun because although what the professor said in class is basically not going to be tested on the midterm or finals. Instead, it is heavily based on the readings assigned to us, which can be 200 pages long per week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this professor has the tendency to re-use the same problem sets questions, and also midterms and not to forget , the finals. So, my friend and i tried asking from this friend who owns the past year problem sets from his senior.  Since he has the past year problem sets, we assume he must also has the past year midterms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, my friend went to ask him if he has the past year midterms and if we could share. However, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;he said he does not have it, but he only has the review sheet , which is given to all students before the midterm&lt;/span&gt;. We believe him, and studied everything without the past view midterm as reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, another friend of mine told me that he is quite sure that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;this guy owns the past year midterms and perhaps the past year final&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a selfish soul. To think that my friend and i helped him before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if we never ask from you and you decided to keep it to yourself that you own the past year paper, then  it is totally fine. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;since it is not your obligation to share such sacred thing with us&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we already asked from you, and yet, this is how you treat us? Fine.. You win..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Song of the day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QED1aFQWvHw&amp;amp;feature=related" title="辛曉琪 - 自私" rel="nofollow"&gt;辛曉琪 - 自私&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; ( a cover of the song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QCL5xfNUujE&amp;amp;feature=related" title="Beverly Craven- Promise me" rel="nofollow"&gt;Beverly Craven- Promise me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I love this song so much few year ago. Now, it fits this post so much. :p *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; click on the link to watch the youtube video&lt;/span&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/2682202800031159632-1817792771668624043?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/1817792771668624043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=1817792771668624043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1817792771668624043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1817792771668624043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/11/selfish-soul.html' title='Selfish soul..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-2687974485944081888</id><published>2009-10-29T21:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:39:57.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If only i put in more effort..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Econ 22500 - Population and The Economy&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Stat 23400 - Statistic Midterm&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Span 10100 - Spanish Oral Midterm&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Span 10100 - Spanish Writing Midterm&lt;br /&gt;Econ 20300 - Economic Analysis 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My Spanish Oral was ok. The questions were pretty similar as the one given by Jenna. I did pretty ok, trying hard to act like a Hispanic speaking Spanish. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was the Stat Mid Term that made me very unhappy right now. The test was not thaaat hard, but i screwed up because of my carelessness. First, i did not even prepare a cheat sheet for myself, when i am supposed to do that! I realized i can bring in a cheat sheet 5 minutes before the exam.. T-T fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i was supposed to calculate the probability of good bulbs in the sample. And yet , i calculated the probability of the bad bulbs in the sample.. Tell me, should i be slapped for doing such mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, the proof question was not that hard, but one thing i can be sure of:- my brain was not working fine when i was doing that question. It just went blank. fml again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, i could not even think of how to calculate mean. lmao. Mean, purata, average. And i cant even count that. To make things more embarassing, i actually raised up my hand and ask the professor "Hey, do you mind giving me the formula of calculating mean? I didnt bring my cheat sheet.. *at the same time, showing him my super uper shinning cat eyes*" He replied me, " No. *with this kind of wtf-you-are-so-stupid look*" fml again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think that this class will not be curved, thus, it is based on absolute marks. &gt;92 is an A. meaning i will probably get a C or a B in this class. T-T fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sad-nyer saya... (so sad, in malay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SupQ8AMjBAI/AAAAAAAACDg/AiCuS5DUTG0/s1600-h/29102009914_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SupQ8AMjBAI/AAAAAAAACDg/AiCuS5DUTG0/s400/29102009914_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398216095131960322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but nevertheless, i am glad that i am almost over with all my midterms. 5 midterms. first and hopefully last in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Song of the day : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="description"&gt;多傻- 劉若英  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="description"&gt;Not really my favorite song. Just feel that it the title song reflects my current situation now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="description"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;多傻 means how stupid/silly. T-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-2687974485944081888?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/2687974485944081888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=2687974485944081888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2687974485944081888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2687974485944081888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-only-i-put-in-more-effort.html' title='If only i put in more effort..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SupQ8AMjBAI/AAAAAAAACDg/AiCuS5DUTG0/s72-c/29102009914_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-4790606164260432747</id><published>2009-10-28T18:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:45:18.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little too much..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Econ 22500 - Population and The Economy&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stat 23400 - Statistic Midterm&lt;br /&gt;Span 10100 - Spanish Oral Midterm&lt;br /&gt;Span 10100 - Spanish Writing Midterm&lt;br /&gt;Econ 20300 - Economic Analysis 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A little too much, to have so many mid terms in a week. I really hate it, as i do not have enough time to prepare. At least i am done with one today. Just feel like blogging in Chinese today. Sorry peeps who can understand Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;考完了一个，但还有四个等着我。总觉得好累，但还得撑下去。今天考完后，就听到有些同学叽叽喳喳的讨论答案。表面上好像是在讨论，但实际上，应该在炫耀自己有多厉害吧。定了真的好想赏他们一个巴掌。厉害就厉害咯，没有必要个人家知道啊。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于听到了，17岁女孩的歌。。真的很感人。。但也发现，歌背后的故事，不是真的。。但无论如何，那歌词真的写的超好的。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好啦，不能多写了。。。真的要准备明天的Stat..天啊， 保佑我能顺顺利利的考完明天的那一张。。今天的还算考得不错，真的谢谢啦。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Song of the Day：-最好一次- 17 岁的女孩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Apparently, i realized this song was sung originally by a Singaporean.But in one of the version, it was said that the boyfriend is a Malaysian. Well, i am not very sure about this anyway since i only realized about the existence of this song after i saw the report on the news paper. It was said that this song was composed by a 17 years old girl who left her then boyfriend because she realized that she was having some abnormal cancer. The guy felt so dejected and never know his girlfriend was actually having cancer. And after he realized the girl died (when the girl was 17), he traveled around the world to capture the most pretty sun rise picture. However, in an accident, he slipped while hiking and died too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ok, my narration makes this romantic story sounds more wtf than touching. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-4790606164260432747?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/4790606164260432747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=4790606164260432747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4790606164260432747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4790606164260432747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-too-much.html' title='A little too much..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-229658610074509583</id><published>2009-10-25T13:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:50:01.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 mid terms.. Too little time..</title><content type='html'>I will be having 3 mid terms next week and i am only done preparing 1.3 / 3 of them.. Gosh.. and i actually went for karaoke yesterday night, added misery to my already-not-enough-time condition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am panicking right now.. Stress, yes i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking 3 major classes this quarter, something that is not really extraordinary for econ major in our school * &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tengoklah rakan-rakan saya yang datang dari negara-negara bersebelahan, semua kelas yang mereka ambil mesti berkenaan dengan ekonomi, perdagangan, akaun, dan etc&lt;/span&gt;*, but for me, yes, it is something crazy for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, i gotta spend my most productive time of the day (6-10pm) on Bank Negara Dinner in Renaissance Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress.. Panick.. Nervous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i will be fine.. Worse come to worse, i will just do my best, go into the exam hall, take the test, and come out acting to be normal... *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;optimistic huhz? :p&lt;/span&gt;* But like seriously, i really feel that i am getting more and more stupid year by year.. Where is my big brain that i used to have back in HighSchool *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or do i even have one to start with? wtf &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Song of The Day : 搞笑-Show Luo罗志祥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;His ballads are surprisingly as good as his fast tracks. I really like this song so much, because i somehow feel very related to this song. I would say this is a new rendition of the fav oldies 小丑. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-229658610074509583?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/229658610074509583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=229658610074509583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/229658610074509583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/229658610074509583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-mid-terms-too-little-time.html' title='3 mid terms.. Too little time..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-3530422594641096921</id><published>2009-10-24T02:40:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:59:22.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Friday but with a dreadful end..</title><content type='html'>Finally, weekend is here and i am not really excited about it because i have really too much work to do. This work, i did 4 problem sets and sat for 1 quiz, which are really driving me crazy...However, i was really happy throughout the entire week albeit the heavy work load because i was sooo looking forward for the Friday. No no, not because i can finally have some rest, but i had a music recording with some music producers/composer/seniors today!!! *yay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, we have been talking about doing this project throughout the entire summer, and since i am back in Chicago now, we decided to give it a try to do some real music. We meet at Goodspeed Hall to go through the music and learned more about each other preferences in music for further collaboration.. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well, they said they want to "own" me and be the first artist of their record label :p , although i know this will still be a long way for it to come true, but i am really glad with how much they appreciate me&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I recorded the first verse, first chorus, second verse , harmonious, and 2 stacks each of verse and chorus today.. It was really tedious because the song that i sang is a brand new song, which means i am the original singer for the song! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;* I will post the song on my blog, and will probably set up a myspace account once the song is ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And paul and taotao they are really nice dudes.. i mean, it is always nice to meet people who appreciates your talents and stuff.. No no, don't get me wrong, they never really praise me for anything *probably because they have heard more people who can sing better than me*, but is the way they treated the entire recording process makes me feel so appreciated.. I know, it sounds confusing, but yea... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at night, i went to Little Vietnam for dinner. It was a pretty good dinner, although the dishes were pretty salty... While i was shopping for groceries in Lil Vietnam Market, i suddenly felt so lonely, like i was pretty much out of place.. I hate that kind of feeling, and i never know why it came to me without any notice. Argh... And to make things worse, i realized how much i hate myself for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;being a joker all the time, being so noisy and loud all the time, being so nosey all the time&lt;/span&gt;... Why should i make myself look like an idiot when no one is appreciating what i am doing? I really need to try to be a more "silent personality", which i know it will be really hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after this dinner, i felt really lethargic and tired.. It has been a long day for me, but i still had to attend Malaysia Student Association (MASA)First Gathering. So, yea, officially, i will be one of the co-Presidents for MASA, but again, who cares if i am the President or not? Well at least, it is good for me as it will mark a nice improvement on my resume, but again, do anyone give a single shit about who is UChicago's MASA President? I bet No..  Thus, why should i be trying so hard to think about so much things for this club when no one cares? Ok, maybe two or three people do really care, but ... tired and speechless ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UChicago Malaysians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SuKzWrTqXJI/AAAAAAAACDA/oRKl8dsQI-I/s1600-h/DSC_0999_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SuKzWrTqXJI/AAAAAAAACDA/oRKl8dsQI-I/s400/DSC_0999_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396072505706962066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Why should i be so nosey to think about so much stuff when again, no one really appreciates it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's not the main point of this post.. After a short very informal meeting, we proceeded for pumpkin carving for Halloween.. I am so excited to carve the pumpkin because that was my very first time it.. The process of getting out the seeds and feelings of the pumpkin was pretty gross... Can you imagine yourself digging the fillings of a papaya without damaging the skin of the papaya? Gross isn't? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SuK0aMKy58I/AAAAAAAACDI/jSrA02LqbJQ/s1600-h/DSC_1070_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SuK0aMKy58I/AAAAAAAACDI/jSrA02LqbJQ/s400/DSC_1070_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396073665579378626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But when it comes to carving, Adrian and I decided to do it as a team! Adrian is graduating this year, and i am sure i will be missing him so much! :p And he is going to Cape Town this winter and i will be going to Barcelona, so i only have like one quarter and 5 weeks to have him as a friend, because he said he wanted to be a monk after he graduated.. So, he needs to sever all ties. lmao. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Adrian and our project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SuK1gBmNj_I/AAAAAAAACDY/SxLWQlQsfG8/s1600-h/DSC_1121_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SuK1gBmNj_I/AAAAAAAACDY/SxLWQlQsfG8/s400/DSC_1121_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396074865332424690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my first ever pumpkin carving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SuK1Ny9ELkI/AAAAAAAACDQ/3f_vUAYWfI4/s1600-h/DSC_1133_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SuK1Ny9ELkI/AAAAAAAACDQ/3f_vUAYWfI4/s400/DSC_1133_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396074552164101698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carved out a crow on lotsa branches. I think it looks great and nice and wonderful. Don't you think so? However, my jovial and happy mood was disturbed with some serious dumb and stupid unnecessary comments.. But again, who cares, since no one really cares with such comments.. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how ironic, i said no one cares , but my mood was actually tempered with such comments :p wtf&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SuKyMctkzKI/AAAAAAAACC4/q78EaSV5eYI/s1600-h/DSC_0150_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SuKyMctkzKI/AAAAAAAACC4/q78EaSV5eYI/s400/DSC_0150_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396071230478797986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;**********************************&lt;br /&gt;Really very much thanks to Paul and Tao tao for the recording.. The music that you guys produce is sick!! (b&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oth of them love to use the term "wao" and "sick, really sick" &lt;/span&gt;).. Thanks for making me feel so much being appreciated! Looking forward to receive my final after-mixed product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i guess i really need to tone down my level of noisiness.. Guess being too noisy and nosey can be quite hurtful at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day: 守候。爱-陈杰胜&lt;br /&gt;I sang that song for like 56 times today.. How can i say i hate that song now? How can it not be my song of the day? We still haven't really name it yet, but i think if i were to name it, i will name it as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;守候。爱&lt;/span&gt;... :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-3530422594641096921?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/3530422594641096921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=3530422594641096921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3530422594641096921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3530422594641096921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/10/wonderful-friday-but-with-dreadful-end.html' title='Wonderful Friday but with a dreadful end..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SuKzWrTqXJI/AAAAAAAACDA/oRKl8dsQI-I/s72-c/DSC_0999_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-3245858296070548790</id><published>2009-10-16T22:41:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:15:39.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week has been a rather boring week for me... Nothing really happen this week besides having to finish 5 psets and 1 quiz... A freaking 5 psets that quietly robbed away all my precious youtube and facebook time.. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i also handed in "the application" today, much earlier that my expected date. I had been preparing for this application for about 4 months, and i guess why not just hand it in since it was already so well prepared. I took the test, took the challenge and took the risk for this application, and all i can do now is pray hard so that my application is a success! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry, i am not able to mention what kind of application is this because it is quite a P&amp;amp;C thing&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, i spent some time updating myself through friends' blogs! It was rather amusing to read how people narrates pieces of their life stories in words.. I really spent a good time enjoying everything that they wrote on their blog... However, i also realize one important thing which is - the style of their writing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, i found out there are two very extreme side of writing style.. One group (most of my friends are in this group) tends to write the entire post without any further edit. With that said, their post are also prone to have spelling errors, grammar errors, and all kinds of error, with all the lor, lahs, lehs.. *ok, just like how i blog lar*  Another group ( er, those not so close friends) will tend to write their post using perfect inglesa (English). You can tell that they actually edit their post for like a million time before they hit the "publish post" button...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, which one is better than? I personally think that the group with lotsa errors gives a better impression to the readers. I mean, this is a blog after all, you should write down what you have at the very moment, and do not even care how do people actually think about the style of your writing. That is why i got pretty annoyed when readers tell me that i made spelling or grammar error on my posts... But hey, if one is writing on a diary instead of online blog, do you think he/she will make an effort to take the liquid paper and change the errors meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this will only show that those who uses "powerful" English is rather pretentious. They are writing for the sake of showing people how good they are.. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from my humble opinion&lt;/span&gt;* Of course, there are definitely people who can write perfect essays without any edits, but again, how many can do that? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of such rants.. My point is, i feel pretty intimidated by such kind of people... And some of them are actually gonna be my colleague in 2 years time... T-T Maybe from now on, i shall act like a super damn pro English speaker, and only speak when i need to.. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday night, we gave Berge a surprise 21st birthday celebration..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/StolvaFudsI/AAAAAAAACCM/Kt5kvDqCUsc/s1600-h/9919_188554536137_748241137_4376514_3369060_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/StolvaFudsI/AAAAAAAACCM/Kt5kvDqCUsc/s400/9919_188554536137_748241137_4376514_3369060_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393665000117008066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We were thinking of how to put the candles in... *because the outer of the cake is too hard and our candles are too big*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/StolzDv3vAI/AAAAAAAACCU/CMBviBL11gU/s1600-h/9919_188554596137_748241137_4376515_3465200_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/StolzDv3vAI/AAAAAAAACCU/CMBviBL11gU/s400/9919_188554596137_748241137_4376515_3465200_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393665062839237634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was assigned to carry the cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Stol2qvWy8I/AAAAAAAACCc/p2L5-rMXzSQ/s1600-h/9919_188554836137_748241137_4376529_3326942_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Stol2qvWy8I/AAAAAAAACCc/p2L5-rMXzSQ/s400/9919_188554836137_748241137_4376529_3326942_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393665124845669314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eat da cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Stol6CtemrI/AAAAAAAACCk/XK3Tn6we-ms/s1600-h/9919_188555726137_748241137_4376558_2419423_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Stol6CtemrI/AAAAAAAACCk/XK3Tn6we-ms/s400/9919_188555726137_748241137_4376558_2419423_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393665182819850930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A game of taboo before going home...&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Stol9D7enxI/AAAAAAAACCs/TR4R3Yp1G1Q/s1600-h/9919_188556481137_748241137_4376585_7710076_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Stol9D7enxI/AAAAAAAACCs/TR4R3Yp1G1Q/s400/9919_188556481137_748241137_4376585_7710076_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393665234686615314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 21st BERGE-DAY, BERGIE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all pictures were stolen from Darren Leow's facebook album&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;***************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Song of the day:- 家后-江惠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;江惠's song... is very nice... This makes me think of my family now... T-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-3245858296070548790?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/3245858296070548790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=3245858296070548790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3245858296070548790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3245858296070548790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-week-has-been-rather-boring-week.html' title=''/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/StolvaFudsI/AAAAAAAACCM/Kt5kvDqCUsc/s72-c/9919_188554536137_748241137_4376514_3369060_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-636175027149294965</id><published>2009-10-11T01:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:36:01.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Symphony Orchestra</title><content type='html'>I went for my first ever Chicago Symphony Orchestra concert tonight. I have heard a lot about them but never really got a chance to witness their greatness. Chicago Symphony Orchestra (CSO) is one of the best orchestra in the world and if i am not mistaken, it is ranked in the top five bracket for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cam-whore after done dressing up for the concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/StF70g8-xAI/AAAAAAAACB8/L_0J3FIr6P8/s1600-h/IMG_9519_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/StF70g8-xAI/AAAAAAAACB8/L_0J3FIr6P8/s400/IMG_9519_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391226371068314626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And the concert was indeed splendid. In fact, it was better than the one i watched in Sydney Opera House. This time around, i was very well awake throughout the entire concert because it was just awesome. *i dozed off twice when i was watching another concert in Sydney*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the concert, Vincent and I tried making "lo-mien" aka braised noodles with mushroom. And it actually turned out to be very delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look damn pro sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/StF74yGC1mI/AAAAAAAACCE/qf2FguCMHHk/s1600-h/10102009844_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/StF74yGC1mI/AAAAAAAACCE/qf2FguCMHHk/s400/10102009844_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391226444389209698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i did something that i darn proud of myself.. I actually studied the entire day and finished off one problem set! I actually did it on a Saturday... Call it a sad thing to do on a nice weekend, but i am really very glad with this achievement! lmao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*omg, this is such a dry post*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Song of the day:-张惠妹-我恨我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Probably one of the best ballad from diva Ah-Mei, enough said!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-636175027149294965?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/636175027149294965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=636175027149294965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/636175027149294965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/636175027149294965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/10/chicago-symphony-orchestra.html' title='Chicago Symphony Orchestra'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/StF70g8-xAI/AAAAAAAACB8/L_0J3FIr6P8/s72-c/IMG_9519_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-8470093602297863893</id><published>2009-10-08T15:55:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:58:46.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ss5UTKlbsII/AAAAAAAACBs/Zi3LfD4ffI0/s1600-h/IMG_9421_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ss5UTKlbsII/AAAAAAAACBs/Zi3LfD4ffI0/s400/IMG_9421_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390338492244668546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i am... Disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed with a friend, a friend that i thought could be my best friend.. But i guess not anymore.. Life should move on, even losing you as a best friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will need to hand in my Statistic Individual Challenge question tomorrow. Luckily, i am taking this class with a bunch of people and i guess, this "individual challenge" will not be that "individually challenging anymore". :P Besides, i have pass quarters psets and assignment as review, so i shall be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ss5UYdzlFLI/AAAAAAAACB0/4GcjNueDt5A/s1600-h/IMG_9464_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ss5UYdzlFLI/AAAAAAAACB0/4GcjNueDt5A/s400/IMG_9464_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390338583303623858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What worries me most is, I am also going to take my first ever Spanish Quiz tomorrow. Words like ?Que tal? ?Como estas? Me llamo Jay. Soy de Malaysia, una, dos, nueve have been appearing in my mind for many days now.. It's been a long time since i have to memorize so many words for an exam... I didn't even memorize my SAT words when i took the exam (lucky enough i didn't study, because even if i did study, it wouldn't help much :P ). Reminds me of my high school days where i could exactly tell you which page on the reference book has the information about certain questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been down with flu, and yes, i am still having some minor cold. I guess i shall be fine in a day or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios... Ciao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Day:- 最好的结局 -Min 黄毓敏&lt;br /&gt;Nice single from another Astro ATQ winner. Again, it is a ballad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-8470093602297863893?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/8470093602297863893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=8470093602297863893&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/8470093602297863893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/8470093602297863893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-guess-i-am.html' title='I guess I am...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ss5UTKlbsII/AAAAAAAACBs/Zi3LfD4ffI0/s72-c/IMG_9421_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-9127736977537349103</id><published>2009-10-05T23:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:08:03.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing beats</title><content type='html'>Nothing beats a bowl of warm ginseng chicken soup when you are sick and down with flu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats a sweet compliment of my new shoe + K pop stars thingy when you are feeling so tired,dejected, and tired after a day of hard work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats a sweet comment of them liking my blog posts when you almost decided not to blog at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the above three people.. Y, P and J. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to CUSA General Meeting, and feeling really great that i am no longer in the blog anymore. Ok, maybe i am a bit bitter after losing at the election. lmao. But seriously, when i was actively involved in CUSA, i never have the chance to enjoy rushing for free food. Now, i have all the oppurtunity to act like a little boy lining up to rush for free food. The feeling is really much better! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am down with flu i guess. Might have been working too hard for the past two days. But alas, i am done with 3 psets, with actually 2 more to go! But as i have said, life is great! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Song of the Day: 下半生-Kah Fai 刘界辉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This is the song that is rising very very fast on my Itunes Top 25 Most Played Song. Again, it is a ballad, but a Cantonese one. I really hope 刘界辉 will be signed by a company and releases an album real soon. He is probably one of the best Cantonese singers that i have heard so far. :) Malaysia Boleh! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-9127736977537349103?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/9127736977537349103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=9127736977537349103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/9127736977537349103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/9127736977537349103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-beats.html' title='Nothing beats'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7615418529077274401</id><published>2009-10-04T23:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:44:43.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is great..</title><content type='html'>First week of class was officially over. It happened so fast that i barely enjoy any part of it. But i am certain that it has been a great week. I woke up at 7am every morning and slept before midnight every night. It was crazy initially, because i am really not used to such kind of "boring" life style. But i guess i am loving it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@Sydney Harbour&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl2FS9WDeI/AAAAAAAACA0/DgGjTZkAO1E/s1600-h/IMG_8489_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl2FS9WDeI/AAAAAAAACA0/DgGjTZkAO1E/s400/IMG_8489_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388968262486068706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;@Bondi Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl3Y8P9pFI/AAAAAAAACBM/MBCKBBi6jg4/s1600-h/IMG_9159_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl3Y8P9pFI/AAAAAAAACBM/MBCKBBi6jg4/s400/IMG_9159_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388969699499156562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Life is great. I am enjoying every moment now- especially after listening to a confession which i believe to be very truthful. Life is great, i am registered for 4 classes that might seems to much of a burden, but i believe i can make it. I will be trying to understand the soft side of Econ 203, analyzing the sophisticated Stat 234, enhancing my tolerance in Econ 225, and last but not least, enjoying myself in Spanish 101.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@One Tree Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl2MKdRPWI/AAAAAAAACA8/i-XJgz3vKHM/s1600-h/IMG_8929_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl2MKdRPWI/AAAAAAAACA8/i-XJgz3vKHM/s400/IMG_8929_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388968380463136098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is great. Although many mirror-less people think i am fat. But who cares, and i admit i gained some weight over the winter. And yes, because of some bloody comments, i am not eating as much as i used to. And i am going to Ratner Gym more often than before, indicating a good start for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@One Tree Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl2V0usfRI/AAAAAAAACBE/0GMnu99vq30/s1600-h/IMG_8933_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl2V0usfRI/AAAAAAAACBE/0GMnu99vq30/s400/IMG_8933_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388968546429336850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is great. I love my room even more now. And also, i am blessed to have good and nice house mates. Had quite a story and drama with Xtine's housemates in Sydney, and realized how nice my housemates are. And life is great. I got to know more new incoming first years through SAMSU events, and i believe they are nice. &lt;strike&gt;although some are.... :x i said some, or i mean one or two&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@Sydney Opera House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl4lOnvcYI/AAAAAAAACBc/-1-tUAKiA7U/s1600-h/IMG_9268_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl4lOnvcYI/AAAAAAAACBc/-1-tUAKiA7U/s400/IMG_9268_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388971010100785538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is great, cause it is Week 2 tomorrow! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@Manly Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl35XreIAI/AAAAAAAACBU/b3cTVPnVFNs/s1600-h/IMG_9247_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl35XreIAI/AAAAAAAACBU/b3cTVPnVFNs/s400/IMG_9247_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388970256618102786" 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/2682202800031159632-7615418529077274401?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7615418529077274401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7615418529077274401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7615418529077274401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7615418529077274401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-great.html' title='Life is great..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Ssl2FS9WDeI/AAAAAAAACA0/DgGjTZkAO1E/s72-c/IMG_8489_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-4981036323167577948</id><published>2009-10-03T00:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:01:26.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish..</title><content type='html'>In order to better prepare myself for the Barcelona Study Abroad Program, i have decided to take Spanish class. And guess what, it is pretty fun learning a totally new language. During the first class, the teacher just came in and said everything in Spanish. It was indeed terrifying when you don't understand a single thing that she is trying to say except words like "Hola", "Como estas"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, it is fun and i am looking forward to learn more Spanish words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am tired now, so i want to sleep. I am working on a silly project that requires me to draw. So, here's my first sample piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what am i drawing? LOL... And let me warn you first, it is not a worm!! It really annoys me when people say i am drawing a worm. Worm got so fat meh? Worm got green color meh? Be creative! wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SsbnHD_dGLI/AAAAAAAACAs/9WdElV0zJ8E/s1600-h/03102009838_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SsbnHD_dGLI/AAAAAAAACAs/9WdElV0zJ8E/s400/03102009838_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388248112711932082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;***********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Song of the Day:- 愚人的国度- 孙燕姿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This song is not yet officially released. Stef sang it during her concert tour, and for sure, this song will be another hit ballad from her. This ballad is about how love is a game in the world full of fools. *ok, i translated it directly, it should be 爱是愚人的国度* I really love this song very much! Another ballad that deserves to be in your Ipod! :) And oh ya, the only way you can get this song in mp3 format is probably from me, or search it on Stef's Fan Club, or convert the .flv file(youtube) to mp3 file. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-4981036323167577948?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/4981036323167577948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=4981036323167577948&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4981036323167577948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4981036323167577948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/10/spanish.html' title='Spanish..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SsbnHD_dGLI/AAAAAAAACAs/9WdElV0zJ8E/s72-c/03102009838_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-934638228732393796</id><published>2009-10-01T21:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:38:15.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never ending problems..</title><content type='html'>I am going to continue to post dry stuff here. Is my blog anyway, so why should i seek the advice of others by putting idotic pictures of myself just to entertain the others? Many have been telling me that they will just skim through a blog post that is without any picture. I used to do that a lot, skimming through all the posts that are without pictures, and will spend a longer time on posts that have tons and tons of pictures. But recently, i do appreciate picture-less post more, because it reflects the thought of the blogger more. Maybe a sign on transition shown by me. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am still alive, not dead being crushed by the readings and problem sets that are given on the very first week of class. Summer has made me a different person *i guess*, and i am all geared up for the new quarter. And believe it or not, i have been sleeping before 12 every night and wake up at 7am in the morning, of course part of it is due to my jetlag. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really get to meet new friends. Instead, meeting up with old friends hasn't been a pleasant experience for me. Why? Because too many couples broke up this summer. Being the loudest person you have ever seen, i will always open a conversation by asking, "hey, how's your boyfriend/girlfriend?" , without knowing they have actually broke up. I guess i really have to stop this chilidish opening remark because i am being bashed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am officially 21 now. Well, it has been 2.5 months since i am officially 21. Throughout the summer, i have to admit, i led a lifestyle that is much suitable for a 15 years old kid. I talked a lot, slept a lot, talked rubbish a lot, talked gossip a lot, laughed a mad dog a lot, played computer a lot,   played a lot, studied very little. I felt pretty ashamed with that kind of lifestyle. So, i guess is really the time for me to make some tiny diny changes in life. To act like a 21 years old from my own defination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this, i met a friend on the bus. I greeted him and gave him a hug. And below was our conversation:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey, wassap?&lt;br /&gt;Mr.X : Hey~ Haven't see you for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea, how's your summer?&lt;br /&gt;Mr.X : Great. I interned with a company and i traveled for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Me : That's cool. Where did you go?&lt;br /&gt;Mr. X : My work during summer was really intense. I worked with this bank and had to deal a lot of money each day. Worked so hard for like 15 hours a day. But i really learnt a lot though. I believe i am more prepared now. *totally ignored my question on "where did you go?"   So where  did you work?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea, but only part time.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. X: What did you do?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *proudly* I worked in for a media company on concerts. My task was to look at pop artists and did some shitty job.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.X : * showing me this KNNBCCB face* oh.. oh... that's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that conversation, i felt like shit for the whole day. :( Which eventually spur me to have the motivation to make this changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Song of the day:- 厚脸皮-东与哲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This is the song i first heard when i worked for MYFM Anniversary concert. I laughed at the singers because obviously, they couldn't sing life. But fall in love with this song once the singers decided to do lip-sync. :p But this song is telling how an 18 years old boy confessing to his love. Maybe, jusy maybe, i am too old for that. But is really a nice and catchy song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-934638228732393796?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/934638228732393796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=934638228732393796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/934638228732393796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/934638228732393796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/10/never-ending-problems.html' title='Never ending problems..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-5698991022986649392</id><published>2009-09-28T01:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T08:24:09.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A day full with drama..</title><content type='html'>Yes, i am in Chicago right now, but not after a series of dramas that happened at the airport-S..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival at the airport, i carried my damn heavy bags to the check in counter. Because it was only 6am, the counters were not really busy and it was my turn in just a few minutes. *at that point of time, i felt i was damn lucky for not having long queue* I passed my itinerary to the check in lady and happily waited for her to pass me my boarding pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, after like 15 minutes, she told me that she couldn't check in my luggage straight to Los Angeles because i bought my ticket separately.  And with only 90 minutes between my KL-Taipei and Taipei-Los Angeles flights, she told me that it is impossible to send the luggage to my designated destination. Because i bought my flights separately (i bought KL-Taipei, Taipei - LA, instead of KL - Taipei - LA), they will have to check out my luggage at Taipei and i have to recheck in again in Taipei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much argument with the Airline officers at the ticket counter, i have no choice to purchase another ticket. The funniest thing was, i purchased another ticket for the exact same flight, but now, i bought the ticket straight from KL - LA, transiting in Taipei. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know this might sound silly, but well, that shows how inflexible is Malaysian Airline or perhaps all other airlines in the world&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after spending tons of money on another ticket, i thought problems were solved, so I went back again to the check in counter to proceed with another check in, now using my new tickets. While the 2nd checking in process seemed smooth, i thought everything will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell no, once i got my boarding pass, i realized i was only given the flight to Taipei instead of Los Angeles. It was already 9.00am and my flight was at freaking 9.40am. I almost screamed at the check in counter officers for this blunder. And instead, they blamed me for not informing them that i have 2 names on the same flight since i bought 2 same tickets. I was pushed to the limit. "What the fuck are in your brains? I passed you my E tickets number and you should have checked them  by yourselves, idiot! If i have to tell you everything, i might as well do self check in, STUPPPIIID!!!" *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of course, i never use such harsh words lar&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they decided that that was their mistake. They quickly printed out the new boarding pass for me. But then, another problem arise. My luggage was already on its way to the plane, and with the wrong tagging, it was impossible for me to retrieve my luggage anymore. So the only way to solve this problem is to re tag my luggage. But to find my luggage among thousands over other luggage on the plane is not something easy. And mind you, it was already 9.20am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they reprinted another luggage tag and passed it to an officer. They officer guided us through the check points and finally, we were on time for the flight. I arrived at the gate at 9.35am, and saw my luggage were re tagged. Once i thought everything would be over and no more dramatic events, i realized that the separated Adrian and I. And because the flight was almost full, we failed to change our seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the flights to LA weren't too bad. But upon arrival at LA, the officers stopped me for having too many hand carries. Lucky for me, Adrian's hand carry was empty enough to let me stuff in one of my hand carry into his bags. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks Adrian&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we took the flight to Chicago and felt that, finally, everything is finally over and we should look forward for the new beginning in Chicago. We waited and waited for our luggage at Carousel number 5. Within minutes, i saw my luggage and took it with my relief. After all the dramas that happened earlier, i was really worried that i would not be able to retrieve my luggage. But then, Adrian found out that, his luggages were not there and it was his third time this happening to him. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pity Adrian&lt;/span&gt;*  We lodged a report and they told Adrian that his luggage will be sent to him the next morning, of they managed to find it. -_-!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, fine.. As we walked out from the airport, i realized one more thing. My big luggage was cracking and there is a huge crack at the side. I ran all the way back to the luggage counter, and realized no one was there anymore since i believed my flight was the last flight of the day!!! T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, so i am finally in Regents Park now.. Safe and sound... Just with a big hole in my pocket, i mean my mum's pocket... Hope my year ahead will be smooth and lucky since so many unlucky stuffs happened to me in A DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SsC32g45NnI/AAAAAAAACAk/meBzq0t4lJY/s1600-h/IMG_8780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SsC32g45NnI/AAAAAAAACAk/meBzq0t4lJY/s400/IMG_8780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386507301504497266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Song of the day:- Bitter Heart - Zee Avi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This is a very jazzy song, coming from our very own Malaysian singer Zee Avi. She is probably the first Malay singer who has so much success singing jazzy English songs. Way to go Zee. Really like her very soothing and "lazy" voice. Really a very well-deserved song to listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-5698991022986649392?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/5698991022986649392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=5698991022986649392&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5698991022986649392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5698991022986649392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-full-with-drama.html' title='A day full with drama..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SsC32g45NnI/AAAAAAAACAk/meBzq0t4lJY/s72-c/IMG_8780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-8737682614828552053</id><published>2009-09-19T23:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T05:44:11.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SrYHK9NfF0I/AAAAAAAACAc/ScGsa4VU__I/s1600-h/raya_ketupat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SrYHK9NfF0I/AAAAAAAACAc/ScGsa4VU__I/s400/raya_ketupat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383498289379219266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri to all my Muslim friends! Maaf Zahir dan Batin... And of course, happy holiday for the non-Muslims! :) The beginning of this holidays indicates that my crazy whirly summer break is coming to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIL FIRTRI KEPADA SEMUA MUSLIMIN AND MUSLIMAN, HARAP RAYA INI DICURAHKAN DENGAN SEGALA KASIH SAYANG AND DIBERKATI OLEH TUHAN YANG MAHA ESA! :)&lt;br /&gt;(don't understand, try using the online English-Malay translator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, mummy celebrated her 5Xth Birthday (i need to protect her privacy, so her age shall not be mentioned, lmao). We had the first round of ala-buka-puasa style dinner at 9pm. It was just a nice and cosy dinner among all 4 of us with black pepper crab, ketupat, ayam masak merah, ayam percik and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did something for this dinner by cutting the ketupat,&lt;br /&gt;since bro paid everything. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SrYE1TPLZjI/AAAAAAAACAE/Z0UvJK_ohkM/s1600-h/IMG_9474_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SrYE1TPLZjI/AAAAAAAACAE/Z0UvJK_ohkM/s400/IMG_9474_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383495718311519794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, we had the second round celebration when Uncle Kuang's family came over. We gave Mummy some surprise when we walked to the living room with a cake. It's not really surprising after all since i believe Mum saw the cake when she opened the fridge. lmao. But she did pretend to be very happy just to not waste our effort. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group picture.. sorry Xtine, we had fun without you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SrYGPUaToaI/AAAAAAAACAU/G_S8jpwH-b0/s1600-h/IMG_9493_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SrYGPUaToaI/AAAAAAAACAU/G_S8jpwH-b0/s400/IMG_9493_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383497264814858658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy family with the open your eyes big big pose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SrYFqPHbSVI/AAAAAAAACAM/-q1Q99-eODU/s1600-h/IMG_9491_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SrYFqPHbSVI/AAAAAAAACAM/-q1Q99-eODU/s400/IMG_9491_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383496627738331474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;y!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Song of the day:-阿超-你好吗？&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;阿超is not a very well-known singer. However, i came across with this song when i was listening to One FM, and was very impressed with his nice voice. Another ballad that worth to listen. This song is more or less a typical love song, but it is his voice that i think make this song really worth listening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-8737682614828552053?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/8737682614828552053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=8737682614828552053&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/8737682614828552053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/8737682614828552053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SrYHK9NfF0I/AAAAAAAACAc/ScGsa4VU__I/s72-c/raya_ketupat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-3931049595279881667</id><published>2009-09-12T12:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:22:39.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>Remember the bubble jacket i mentioned on the previous post? Yes, i went to the shop again and bought it after much consideration. I thought about it when i slept, when i took shower, when i had my meals over the past two days. lmao. Don't call me crazy, i believe that i really need one more winter jacket since my NorthFace one is not supposed to be used daily.. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;self denial*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another factor that leads to this decision is, i won AUD 95 in total in Star City Casino. *claps claps claps* Damn happy because all these while, i have not been pretty lucky in terms of betting. And since i do believe that we should not keep non-hard-earned-money, i decided to spend it on this jacket. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realized that i should no longer play blackjack, because i always lose money there. Instead, i should try those chicken games such as dai sai, dice games. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a fabulous Macau style dinner, although the service was as slow as snail. One cook, one waitress and one cashier, serving more than 20 people. Guess how long did i wait for my tomato chicken to come? Freaking 50 minutes. But it was worth waiting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Song of the day:- Kenangan Terindah - Samson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This song was played at almost every single room in my Prep School (INTEC). I heard this song like everywhere i go, and again, felt in love with this song. Performed this song a few times and really love it. A Malay/Indonesian ballad that i believe is one of the most popular songs of the history of Malay Pop Music Industry *cheh wah*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-3931049595279881667?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/3931049595279881667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=3931049595279881667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3931049595279881667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3931049595279881667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/09/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-8244269661464354832</id><published>2009-09-10T20:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:52:56.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Sydney, exhausted..</title><content type='html'>All this while, i have been traveling like nobody business. Been flying here and there, and i guess it is such a luxury statement to say, "I actually fly more than i cab or bus". However, yesterday when i arrived at Sydney Central Station, i felt so so tired - both mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Australia and New Zealand plan has been just way too long for me. Freaking 3 weeks and i have one more week to go before i can go back to my home sweet home enjoying my Raya. But before i really get to heat things up, then next thing i know is i will be on the plane again, flying back to the icy cold Chicago. With extended working hours *i have just checked, i am working freaking 11 hours a week next semester* and harder courses, i am sure my life will be miserable if not dreadful next year. So, bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, my plan is to go as many places as possible. This is my original plan (sydney-&gt; auckland-&gt; south island-&gt; auckland-&gt; sydney-&gt; brisbane-&gt; goldcoast-&gt; sydney), which means i might have to go to the airport for like 10 times in 3 weeks, each time taking flights that i am really afraid of. Glad that things dont turn out fine. South Island is canceled, thus enabling me to get to know more Auckland peeps. Brisbane is canceled, thus giving me a chance to watch an ochestra is Sydney Opera House and also, more time to rest before i go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this summer trip, i really learn a lot, especially when it comes to travel planning. wtf. Flying here and there will no longer be fun if you are doing so frequent that you will just hate it eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being tired, i went to City and Chinatown for a walk with Chris. I got all the souvenirs that i want after a great bargain, so yes, close friends, wait for my arrival back home. However, something scary happened. While i was walking through a shopping mall, i saw this Korean Fashion Shop playing "Sorry Sorry Sorry". I went in without any thoughts, yearning to look at the video as i feel the korean blood in me is oozing out. lmao. And my eyes didnt stop at the TV screen, instead, it was on this very nice winter jacket which looks totally Korean-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want. I tried it on and felt that it was customized for me. *why this statements sound so familiar to me, i think i learn it from some movie, like lmao* The 30%discount is tempting. The pretty (like damn pretty) sales girl was nice. She is from Korea too. But she took out the calculator and gave me the best price, which is still vividly on my mind. It is not cheap, but definitely worth considering. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kim Dong Ryul - Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The first non chinese song that i wanna intro. I first heard this song during KSO Show 2009, and felt in love with this song since then. Attempted to sing it a few times, but the not normal human range of thing song failed me several times. Again, it is a ballad that i do not know the meaning. Really worth listening. If you are those who loves to watch Korean dramas and enjoying the soundtracks, this song will be on your top 25 songs played on your ipod playlist soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-8244269661464354832?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/8244269661464354832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=8244269661464354832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/8244269661464354832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/8244269661464354832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-in-sydney-exhausted.html' title='Back in Sydney, exhausted..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-927261939749025193</id><published>2009-09-09T09:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:11:56.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night in New Zealand</title><content type='html'>Again, i cant stop myself from posting this dry and not very exciting post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a game of poker just now, and i actually won NZD 45.. Yay!! Thanks to Ricky and Ah Meng for their generosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight is the last night for me to be in Auckland. Few days ago, i will be darn happy to leave this place since i feel that Auckland is pretty dead at night  &lt;strike&gt;not that Chicago is any better if you are not a clubbing kid&lt;/strike&gt;. But surprisingly, i felt a little bit, read a little bit sad to leave this place. Mainly because i am so used to treat Ricky's house as my own house &lt;strike&gt;since he secretly let me have his room mate's room all by myself&lt;/strike&gt;. And these few days, i have met a lot of nice friends which have made my stay in Auckland much much more pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, i have to go anyway. Relating to this matter, i am actually looking forward to see what is gonna happen with my own gang next year in Chicago. The kids in Auckland are just so fun and united, and they are crazy on the same wavelength. But come to think of it, my life in Chicago isn't that bad either, i have a group of friends who are pretty nice such as the SAMSU gang &lt;strike&gt;while typing this, felt a bit guilty&lt;/strike&gt;, the cute and nice Malaysian gang &lt;strike&gt;sadly, we rarely have much activity together&lt;/strike&gt;, and of course, not to forget my beloved JVW+J housemates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have housemates that will talk about different way of shitting throughout the entire night? Do you have housemates that will narrate to you about how urgent she needs to shit while walking? Well, i do.. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 2.10am now in Auckland, and again, i have not started packing. My flight back to Sydney is at 8.15am *hope that there is no delay* and i have to catch the bus at 5.40am. T-T Guess there will be no sleep for me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: for the first time, i am using the striking function so much so that i felt this post is kinda useless. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Song of the day:- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;丝路-梁静茹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Is an old song, probably was released in year 2007 if i am not mistaken. I was eating in this BBQ restaurant and heard this song was on air. I love the melody and how Fish handled this song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-927261939749025193?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/927261939749025193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=927261939749025193&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/927261939749025193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/927261939749025193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-night-in-new-zealand.html' title='Last Night in New Zealand'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-5719239778381695476</id><published>2009-09-07T10:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T10:36:06.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night of Laser Strike</title><content type='html'>Ricky asked me to join his UMSA (Malaysian Student Union in Uni of Auckland) for a laser strike outing. They booked the whole arena from 10pm till 1am, and here i am now, still struggling to write this post despite the time here now is 3.22am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time trying laser strike, or also known as laser tag. It is very much like paint ball, just that there will be no paint, no sun, no mud and etc. To know more about what is laser tag, please go &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laser_tag"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks,wiki&lt;/span&gt;* . I was already feeling pretty tired after a whole day of outing. We went to this Dim Sum Lunch Buffet at Sky City, located just below the majestic Auckland Sky Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we had a short break and i suddenly came out with the urge to go up to One Tree Hill, one of the tourist spot in Auckland. It is quite a pretty place, but i do not have my pictures with me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, here comes the laser tag. And i have to admit, i am really bad in laser tag. It is definitely not my kind of game &lt;strike&gt;not to mention i did pretty badly in most rounds&lt;/strike&gt; *ehem ehem*. Instead, i really do prefer paint ball much much more than laser tag. Paint ball is more challenging and physically demanding, whereas laser tag requires more luck and ability to dodge. Thumbs down to laser tag.. LOL.. But anyway, it was a pretty nice experience i would say and i really don't mind playing it again to regain my pride. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides that, this activity alone attracted 40 Malaysians in the University, which makes me kinda envy about it. But fret not, next year, three newbies will be coming to our school and that makes out total Malaysian in University of Chicago to be 11!! *Cheers* wtf&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comparing to UNSW which has 1000++ Malaysians and UofAuckland which has 600++ Malaysians, our number is pretty.... SAD&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Song of the day:- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;徐佳瑩- 失落沙漠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Again, this is a very nice ballad from Lala.In fact, i personally think this is the best song in er first debut album. The lyrics are just stunning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-5719239778381695476?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/5719239778381695476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=5719239778381695476&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5719239778381695476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5719239778381695476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/09/night-of-laser-strike.html' title='A Night of Laser Strike'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-2590091533891386056</id><published>2009-09-06T07:03:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T10:17:40.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In New Zealand now...</title><content type='html'>Woohoo... I am in New Zealand right now, and it is freezing cold. I wonder why am i feeling so cold when the temperature for the past few days here were only 10-ish celcius. Back in Chicago, the weather is much worse than this and yet i am not feeling as cold as i am now!! Argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the main purpose of my visit to New Zealand is to visit my long time buddy, Mr Ricky Swee. He is here for a 4 years fully sponsored degree education in University of Auckland. And since our summer breaks will never overlap throughout the entire 4 years, i decided to fly all the way from Malaysia to New Zealand just to catch up with him... I am sucha nice friend right? &lt;strike&gt;well, i actually got a cheap ticket from australia to new zealand, so why not? :P &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason i am posting my trip in New Zealand earlier than my trip in Aus is because i am enjoying the free &lt;strong&gt;unlimited&lt;/strong&gt; internet access here!! I still cannot believe that kids in Australia and NZ actually are having limited internet access in which they are limited to surf only 5-10GB of internet per month!! OMG!! Means  after downloading like 5 HD movie/dramas, 5GB will be gone, and the next thing you know is your internet quota will be gone and you will experience snail-like-speed-dial-up internet!! No youtube, no PPS, no download like crazy!! Gosh... *another reason on why studying in USA is such a lucky thing.. wtf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, enough of my craps. Here's some updates on what have I been doing these few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Night view of Auckland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOnU0yRRRI/AAAAAAAAB-c/-XxTJIiIQx8/s1600-h/P8310001.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOnU0yRRRI/AAAAAAAAB-c/-XxTJIiIQx8/s400/P8310001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378326356219217170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went to take this thing called luge. It is pretty much like a go-kart, minus the burning smell and 10x faster speed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In Skyline, Taupo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOniWBfLwI/AAAAAAAAB-k/4FGAryYLgfY/s1600-h/P9010007.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOniWBfLwI/AAAAAAAAB-k/4FGAryYLgfY/s400/P9010007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378326588479713026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to try NZ famous huge burger from "Burger Fuel". But i didn't actually try it cause i was too full to consume one huge one, so i ordered a small one instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOnzKtIBAI/AAAAAAAAB-s/xDpa_SrDD10/s1600-h/P9020012.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOnzKtIBAI/AAAAAAAAB-s/xDpa_SrDD10/s400/P9020012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378326877499294722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, Auckland is pretty much a nice place to chill and relax. So there aren't much interesting stuffs over here, besides stunning scenery, sheep, cow, grass, tress, and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ehem ehem, i actually became model for one day&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*all pictures were taken by mr-professional Ricky Swee*&lt;br /&gt;*all pictures were taken at Mt Victoria, Auckland*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOpPrCCntI/AAAAAAAAB_U/cIHewHsxURs/s1600-h/P9040041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOpPrCCntI/AAAAAAAAB_U/cIHewHsxURs/s400/P9040041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378328466724921042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOo9AV-y0I/AAAAAAAAB_M/4s0WUf9A2ME/s1600-h/P9040033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOo9AV-y0I/AAAAAAAAB_M/4s0WUf9A2ME/s400/P9040033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378328146028186434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOosdzRGtI/AAAAAAAAB_E/RA940WxlQoQ/s1600-h/P9040048.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOosdzRGtI/AAAAAAAAB_E/RA940WxlQoQ/s400/P9040048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378327861877873362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOoPE3_yTI/AAAAAAAAB-8/mf3Ngcfvdts/s1600-h/P9040035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOoPE3_yTI/AAAAAAAAB-8/mf3Ngcfvdts/s400/P9040035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378327356970617138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOoIQHMTLI/AAAAAAAAB-0/UGur83FZ3w0/s1600-h/P9040020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOoIQHMTLI/AAAAAAAAB-0/UGur83FZ3w0/s400/P9040020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378327239728057522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Auckland National Museum&lt;br /&gt;*credits given to Mr.Ricky Swee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double bass guardian..&lt;br /&gt;Love this picture damn a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOp6yN3srI/AAAAAAAAB_k/cjehKgXtW3Q/s1600-h/P9050028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOp6yN3srI/AAAAAAAAB_k/cjehKgXtW3Q/s400/P9050028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378329207387959986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In some alley...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOqXaGCiXI/AAAAAAAAB_0/2Ue-MgXy9Ak/s1600-h/P9050059.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOqXaGCiXI/AAAAAAAAB_0/2Ue-MgXy9Ak/s400/P9050059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378329699128871282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pop-ping.. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOqRb06PVI/AAAAAAAAB_s/oNS-as7XqNk/s1600-h/P9050053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOqRb06PVI/AAAAAAAAB_s/oNS-as7XqNk/s400/P9050053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378329596514680146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The guardian of the tomb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOqsJ2OuNI/AAAAAAAAB_8/zAQBT72xiD0/s1600-h/P90500671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOqsJ2OuNI/AAAAAAAAB_8/zAQBT72xiD0/s400/P90500671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378330055544846546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;... to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i finally edited my blog skin! Nice? I am still trying to figure out how to leave a comment under this new layout. Hmm.. For tag board, archives and etc, there ares tabs for them. So just click on them ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update: I finally managed to activate the comment function. Leave a comment friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for the day:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;还有我- 大马帮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It's a song that is composed specially for the 88 Taiwan Typhoon that had killed many and destroyed many houses and families. A very meaningful song! Very often, we will never know how lucky we are until we see the sufferings of others. This is pretty sad.. Cherish every moment man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-2590091533891386056?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/2590091533891386056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=2590091533891386056&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2590091533891386056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2590091533891386056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-new-zealand-now.html' title='In New Zealand now...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SqOnU0yRRRI/AAAAAAAAB-c/-XxTJIiIQx8/s72-c/P8310001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7201211817041659158</id><published>2009-08-30T11:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T06:55:56.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Australia now..</title><content type='html'>My last trip for this summer- Australia and New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the risk and decided to come to Australia after all although knowing very well here is being hit pretty badly with the recent H1N1. But similar to the states, no one really give a damn towards what is going on this disease, in which i am not sure if it is a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought of Sydney was there are just too many Asians hanging around the city, which is something that i actually like. Huge Asian population in an "Ang Moh/ Guai Lou" country = more chances to be exposed to a lot of things *if you know what i am trying to say*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Malaysia's 52nd birthday... I am pretty excited about it until few minutes ago.... I was told that Michael Learns To Rock concert is officially canceled by the government... Oh my, i couldn't believe the government actually gave in and canceled it... To be honest, this really makes me feel sad to be part of this country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do understand why they wanna cancel Gwen's and Avril's Concert, but for them to cancel MLTR's concert is a bit ...hilarious i would say. Luckily i am in Sydney now and are unable to watch the concert.. If i were to buy a ticket for that concert, i am sure i will go crazy now!! Anyway still, Happy Birthday Malaysia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : finally bought a pair of skinny jeans (not so skinny one la) and liking it to the fullest.. Shopping in Australia is pretty fun because Asian style is pretty much an in thing here. although must of the stuff are something that one can get in China, Korea or Japan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p p /s : I failed on my first attempt to change my blog template. Will try again during Raya break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p p p/s: My summer is only one more month to go... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p p p p/s : Many readers/friends have asked me to recommend them some nice chinese songs from time to time. To make things easier for me, from now on, i will recommend one nice song at the end of each post. Leave a comment if u wanna know where to download the song or album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Song Of The Day : 暗恋- 张智成 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A slow R&amp;amp;B ballad that narrates how a person is secretly in love with someone. Slow and soothing, probably a nice song to listen before going to bed. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-7201211817041659158?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7201211817041659158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7201211817041659158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7201211817041659158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7201211817041659158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-australia-now.html' title='In Australia now..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-5558292531386835801</id><published>2009-08-25T21:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:37:45.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FML...</title><content type='html'>I am going to Australia tomorrow and i just realized that i actually need to do some visa application today! What if i cant make it on time? What if they don't grant me a visa ?What if... ? FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was preparing to sleep yesterday night. Out a sudden, thunderstorm came by and alerted most of the alarms in the neighborhood. And yes, i slept at 4am and woke up at 8.30am.. FML 2x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so not prepared to go Australia. Did nothing, no packing, no visa , no Australian dollar... FML 3x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt get my Math Grader position because my Math is not "power" enough... FML 4x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internet is failing me every 5 minutes upon connection... FML 5x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update:-&lt;br /&gt;I did my Australia ETA Visa already.. Meaning i can go Australia after all... LOL...  de-FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-5558292531386835801?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/5558292531386835801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=5558292531386835801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5558292531386835801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5558292531386835801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/08/fml.html' title='FML...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-3132625696582817771</id><published>2009-08-20T11:06:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T14:37:05.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 2009 - Singapura</title><content type='html'>This summer, i also had the chance to visit Singapore. Although it is not the first time, i still feel pretty excited throughout the trip because this time around, i went there to visit different circle of friends and "re-explored" the city of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch with the MTI peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2hNMxBB6I/AAAAAAAAB8s/seyu8ykcC6I/s1600-h/IMG_7922_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2hNMxBB6I/AAAAAAAAB8s/seyu8ykcC6I/s400/IMG_7922_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372127178660054946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Personally, i don't see a huge difference from the time when i was there for JC. Singapore is still the same clean and nice city. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;except one thing, i was irritated when two policemen came and checked my ID without giving me any valid reason when i was in Marina Bay&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is where they checked my ID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So163QBCPXI/AAAAAAAAB8c/d-SyApYWV2Y/s1600-h/IMG_7938_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/So163QBCPXI/AAAAAAAAB8c/d-SyApYWV2Y/s400/IMG_7938_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372085020133571954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must do pose in front of Merlion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2hozz5aXI/AAAAAAAAB88/1sW8LDEwqG4/s1600-h/IMG_7956_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2hozz5aXI/AAAAAAAAB88/1sW8LDEwqG4/s400/IMG_7956_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372127652997589362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Science Centre for the Da Vince The Genius Exhibition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2iHfDXleI/AAAAAAAAB9E/OWLz7blIHPo/s1600-h/IMG_8020_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2iHfDXleI/AAAAAAAAB9E/OWLz7blIHPo/s400/IMG_8020_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372128180001281506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks to Yee Shen, i basically went to all the must-go-places in Singapore minus Sentosa. I even managed to witness Singapore Night Festival which was totally cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2iflwveII/AAAAAAAAB9U/IS77zMsungI/s1600-h/IMG_8071_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2iflwveII/AAAAAAAAB9U/IS77zMsungI/s400/IMG_8071_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372128594119063682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the highlight of my trip was Sun Yan Zi "The Answer is.... 2009 Concert Tour". I have been waiting for this concert for a long long time, and alas, i finally got the chance to watch her concert. And this time around, i bought the most expensive tcket available in order to have a closer look at my favorite singer of all time, Sun Yan Zi. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special thanks to brother Jay Ween for his RM 400 subsidization on the ticket as part of my birthday gift&lt;/span&gt;* Although i felt that the concert is not really THAAAT amazing, but in general, it is still worth the money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The multi million dollar diamond cut stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2jQ6att6I/AAAAAAAAB9c/n1fsJGX_YOw/s1600-h/IMG_8077_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2jQ6att6I/AAAAAAAAB9c/n1fsJGX_YOw/s400/IMG_8077_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372129441477408674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sun Yan Zi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2jro--yVI/AAAAAAAAB9k/QJrP4hjtj-E/s1600-h/IMG_8200_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2jro--yVI/AAAAAAAAB9k/QJrP4hjtj-E/s400/IMG_8200_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372129900654152018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sun Yan Zi 2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2kXr3l-rI/AAAAAAAAB90/8mKK6Ddk8mw/s1600-h/IMG_8206_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2kXr3l-rI/AAAAAAAAB90/8mKK6Ddk8mw/s400/IMG_8206_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372130657342716594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2k1RhNjJI/AAAAAAAAB98/LBNSAuKTJWg/s1600-h/IMG_8286_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2k1RhNjJI/AAAAAAAAB98/LBNSAuKTJWg/s400/IMG_8286_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372131165665594514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, Hui Qing invited me for her 21st birthday at some very nice country club in Singapore. It is probably the most "classy" birthday bash i have ever attended so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UChicago peeps were arranged to sit together&lt;br /&gt;except for two special people.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2lB6zEHFI/AAAAAAAAB-E/7HkYKt23ftk/s1600-h/IMG_8366_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2lB6zEHFI/AAAAAAAAB-E/7HkYKt23ftk/s400/IMG_8366_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372131382904757330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pretty birthday girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2lYF1skFI/AAAAAAAAB-U/xJRugQI--Do/s1600-h/IMG_8372_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2lYF1skFI/AAAAAAAAB-U/xJRugQI--Do/s400/IMG_8372_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372131763825709138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have been asking me after reading my blog, "eh eh, what is young adult crisis?" Frankly speaking, i am also not sure what i am trying to say on the previous post. It is just a weird feeling that I think everyone will encounter in the process of turning into an adult from a teen. Sound sophisticated huhz?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-3132625696582817771?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/3132625696582817771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=3132625696582817771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3132625696582817771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3132625696582817771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-2009-singapura.html' title='Summer 2009 - Singapura'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/So2hNMxBB6I/AAAAAAAAB8s/seyu8ykcC6I/s72-c/IMG_7922_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-843054673745729228</id><published>2009-08-19T11:34:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T13:16:35.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Room.. Crisis...</title><content type='html'>Last month, my family decided that to move into our new home at Taman Bukit Perdana II. At first, i was pretty reluctant with the idea of moving because i really love the strategic location of my previous home. But i guess there is always a need for improvement in life. One can never improve if they decide to stay at the same location forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, i love my new room. It was not anything near to what i have expected, but it is still a pretty nice and warmy room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;General View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sow_fQSCSEI/AAAAAAAAB8M/iGMfBz0LoTI/s1600-h/20082009796_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sow_fQSCSEI/AAAAAAAAB8M/iGMfBz0LoTI/s400/20082009796_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371738261725268034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much needed large wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sow_LMUvH4I/AAAAAAAAB78/o2UzDtlvQEo/s1600-h/20082009799_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sow_LMUvH4I/AAAAAAAAB78/o2UzDtlvQEo/s400/20082009799_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371737917065469826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some books and decorations on my built in shelf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sow_RVNyHRI/AAAAAAAAB8E/lLdLVYM-M_Y/s1600-h/20082009798_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sow_RVNyHRI/AAAAAAAAB8E/lLdLVYM-M_Y/s400/20082009798_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371738022531439890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A nice lamp to enhance the ambiance of the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sow-uQPwn4I/AAAAAAAAB70/9_XTf9BlMao/s1600-h/20082009800_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sow-uQPwn4I/AAAAAAAAB70/9_XTf9BlMao/s400/20082009800_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371737419902132098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i found myself caught in a very weird dilemma, a dilemma that i called as "young adult crisis". It just seems to me that everything that is happening to me now is not valid. As in, it seems like there is a need for changes. What kind of changes? Even I am not able to give an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, i am considering to close down this blog as the first step to resolve this crisis. It seems to me that, there is no point to continue this blog, rather, now, i find it pretty childish to have a blog. Funny , huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the way i view friendship now has also been changed a lot over this past weeks. I talked about this a lot with KC, Mr. "Slumber-Jer" and Soh Bear, and i think they somehow understand what i am trying to say. *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;especially KC&lt;/span&gt;* *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kc, i understand your situation.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps having this crisis is not a bad thing either, at least i believe this is an inch closer towards being a more matured person. If there is a "most childish human on Earth" award, i believe i will be nominated if not winning the award. LOL..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-843054673745729228?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/843054673745729228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=843054673745729228&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/843054673745729228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/843054673745729228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-room-crisis.html' title='New Room.. Crisis...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sow_fQSCSEI/AAAAAAAAB8M/iGMfBz0LoTI/s72-c/20082009796_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7133162278283290641</id><published>2009-08-18T05:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T05:16:32.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When lady luck is not on my side...</title><content type='html'>When lady luck is not on my side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police caught me talking on the phone while driving,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punished me when "saman",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When lady luck is not on my side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop audio port broke,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i sent it to repair, they told me the problem is "warranty void" and thus, i got to pay RM800 just to get it done... (RM 800 for a small little audio port? wth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When lady luck is not on my side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met people that i hate to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When lady luck is not my side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stay at home and not go out at all.. (again, something bad might just happen even in the room.. LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-7133162278283290641?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7133162278283290641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7133162278283290641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7133162278283290641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7133162278283290641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-lady-luck-is-not-on-my-side.html' title='When lady luck is not on my side...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7397866342847702354</id><published>2009-08-09T12:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:48:11.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I failed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Is now 1.40am, and i am not sleeping yet. Normally, i sleep pretty late because i have tons of assignment to finish if not tons of youtube videos to watch. But at this particular moment, i turned off the light in my room and staring at my computer screen, listening to music that i have just downloaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching a documentary about relationship which includes all forms of relationship - family, friends, human to human, human to animal, and not to forget, love. And the experts in that documentary uses this to measure the success of a person. He said the success in life does not come from wealth or health, but through various healthy and stable relationships. Upon watching the show, i felt pretty miserable, because it is pretty obvious that my life have been pretty screwed for the past 21 years, 1 month and 22 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could stand till the end of the show. I turned it off just 10 minutes before the show ends. It gives me too much things to ponder on. Maybe i just take things too lightly most of the time. Or perhaps i just take things for granted all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry is the only thing i can do now. I wonder if i will change in the near future, but for now, a sincere apology from me is what i am able to do. Helpless yet restless... Maybe i should go to bed.&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/2682202800031159632-7397866342847702354?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7397866342847702354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7397866342847702354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7397866342847702354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7397866342847702354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-failed.html' title='I failed..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-2415307953265347319</id><published>2009-08-04T13:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:15:36.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day With Myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"No man is an island"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am sure many would agree with that statement. However, i personally believe that at certain points in life, we need some space by ourselves to be more sensitive of our surroundings, things that happening around us! It is more of less something like "self realization", but of course, one may define it whichever way they like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I decided to give myself a chance to walk around my beloved hometown, by myself. In the morning, i went to dentist and had my tooth fixed. It wasn't a pleasant because the dentist was rushing throughout the entire treatment. I had a bad filling, but i guess i couldn't complain much since it looks pretty good from outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the afternoon, out of randomness, i went to the cinema and bought a movie ticket. Out of so many nice hit movies out there, i chose "Harry Potter : The Half Blood Prince". No reason for it, mainly because i have read all the books before so probably, i considered myself as one of Harry Potter fans. Thinking about it, back in high school, i was one of the lunatic that would carry the thick novel around the school and read it during assembly, recess, breaks, tuition, and even in classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, i find this movie pretty good, considering that EVERYONE says that the movie sucks. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tends to forget this movie is actually adapted from the novel. And if you do read all the novels, there is no doubt that the movie is pretty much similar to what is written in the book. In fact, i think the movie is better than the book. Book 6 of Harry Potter series is indeed the worst (in my opinion) among all 7 books. The only highlight of Book 6 is probably the death of Dumbledore , which was nicely portrayed in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But setting the movie settings and plot aside, i felt so in love with Emma Watson in the movie. She is such gorgeous girl, especially in those crying scenes. And recently, she is selected to be the ambassador for Burberry, and the her cover shots are just freaking hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SniAEqF85jI/AAAAAAAAB7U/T1whpO2m6K0/s1600-h/emma-watson-burberry-ads-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SniAEqF85jI/AAAAAAAAB7U/T1whpO2m6K0/s400/emma-watson-burberry-ads-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366179773519029810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I mean, if this movie is a solo movie (non continuation), of course, it would probably be one of the worst movie i have seen. But given the fact that it is an adaption, i will say it is indeed a job well done! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, i walked around BP Mall like a lonely old man. To my surprise, i noticed that "Big Apple Donut" is opening in branch here. I am really impressed with the progress in Batu Pahat. From a small town with nothing, we know owns almost everything. 3 cinemas, 4 shopping malls, "Big Apple Donut", "Boston Steak House", "Station 1"... I am just so proud to be a Batu Pahat-ian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 30 minutes of wondering around the mall, i felt there was an urge to eat. So, i went to get my favorite KFC Cheezy Wedges with extra cheese. Damn sedap, although it looks really shitty from this picture! LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Snh_WJuuJCI/AAAAAAAAB7M/rJugRSsd3O0/s1600-h/4.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Snh_WJuuJCI/AAAAAAAAB7M/rJugRSsd3O0/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366178974557676578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There goes my on whole day of walking around my hometown. It really makes me to appreciate things better. Never expect such a lonely outing turns out be such a fulfilling trip! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-2415307953265347319?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/2415307953265347319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=2415307953265347319&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2415307953265347319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2415307953265347319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-with-myself.html' title='A Day With Myself...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SniAEqF85jI/AAAAAAAAB7U/T1whpO2m6K0/s72-c/emma-watson-burberry-ads-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-5828574453632804437</id><published>2009-08-03T00:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T04:23:11.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>没方向的方向</title><content type='html'>走到黑暗的夜里，&lt;br /&gt;我问问自己，&lt;br /&gt;要的到底是什么？&lt;br /&gt;可笑的是，脑子里一片空白。。&lt;br /&gt;好像一只无头苍蝇，盼望着没方向的方向。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的没有哭，&lt;br /&gt;因那只是无奈的汗水，&lt;br /&gt;流露出我遗憾的恐惧，&lt;br /&gt;流露出我脆弱的一面。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没方向的方向，&lt;br /&gt;跟着别人的脚步，&lt;br /&gt;以没方向的方向前进，&lt;br /&gt;也不知何时才会到达，&lt;br /&gt;或许一两天，也可能一两年，&lt;br /&gt;最怕的是永远都不会。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但，没方向的方向，&lt;br /&gt;也不是不好，&lt;br /&gt;至少，你又往前，或往后，而不是在原地不动。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但，如果方向不对，你却不知道，&lt;br /&gt;或方向不对，你却又没办法更改，&lt;br /&gt;那要怎样？&lt;br /&gt;可能，&lt;br /&gt;只好乖乖的接受，&lt;br /&gt;着没方向的方向！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;杰仔&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-5828574453632804437?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/5828574453632804437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=5828574453632804437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5828574453632804437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5828574453632804437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='没方向的方向'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-5829236991921192021</id><published>2009-07-30T12:07:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T14:23:58.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 2009 - Taipei, Taiwan (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, we went to National University of Taiwan （台大) . It is indeed 20x bigger than my university. The best thing is, they have a huge campus with a lot a different student activities... I mean activities that will attract my attention, such as singing, fashion design, modeling *dreaming dreaming* , break dancing, pop dancing, acting, AND NOT those super boring Stock Pitching, Political Talks, Economics Talks... *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sobs sobs, again, just to remind you all, i am an Economics major.. wtf &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cup of bubble tea (only about RM2/ USD 0.50) before we started our journey and it is everywhere in Taiwan.. Cheap and Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHcL4vJbpI/AAAAAAAAB4s/9UpxbGNU4a8/s1600-h/a+IMG_7437.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHcL4vJbpI/AAAAAAAAB4s/9UpxbGNU4a8/s400/a+IMG_7437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364310727941779090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Refreshing sia.. Camwhore will waiting for the bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHcTwwkSnI/AAAAAAAAB40/MoJNbzZ6HXA/s1600-h/a+IMG_7438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHcTwwkSnI/AAAAAAAAB40/MoJNbzZ6HXA/s400/a+IMG_7438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364310863239203442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Too bad, it was raining madly that afternoon. To make things worse, it was the last day of school for the students there. So, there weren't many hot chicks around.. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;National University of Taiwan indoor stadium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHcvRoMPxI/AAAAAAAAB48/dY_k_Vudp5A/s1600-h/a+IMG_7444.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHcvRoMPxI/AAAAAAAAB48/dY_k_Vudp5A/s400/a+IMG_7444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364311335918911250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once the rain stopped, we ran to the famous 东区or should i say, the most in and modern part of Taipei? And once you are in 东区, you can see Sogo Shopping Mall everywhere... If i am not mistaken, there are about 4 Sogos around that area. So, wasting no time, we began our shopping spree!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch - Macha Parfait... Freaking nice.. but quite pricey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHdNiehusI/AAAAAAAAB5E/Kk5iLp0Z8lw/s1600-h/a+IMG_7454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHdNiehusI/AAAAAAAAB5E/Kk5iLp0Z8lw/s400/a+IMG_7454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364311855837854402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;东区Sogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHddnP26FI/AAAAAAAAB5M/z-0YhzR-pU0/s1600-h/a+IMG_7462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHddnP26FI/AAAAAAAAB5M/z-0YhzR-pU0/s400/a+IMG_7462.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364312131996411986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was so excited when i saw this sign. And yea, i indeed sang out "忠孝东路走九遍，&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;脚底下踏着曾经你我的点点 ". Google it if you dont understand what am i typing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHdkHr6Z9I/AAAAAAAAB5U/vCwTnFIyVzU/s1600-h/a+IMG_7464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHdkHr6Z9I/AAAAAAAAB5U/vCwTnFIyVzU/s400/a+IMG_7464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364312243783231442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we headed to the first highlight of the Taiwan trip!! We went to the very very famous ShiLin Night Market (士林夜市）. You can basically eat all the Taiwan local delicacies here! And because if this night market, i almost stuffed myself to death!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Face censored cause too ugly.. ShiLin Nightmarket sign is circled with in blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHd2iF2ZfI/AAAAAAAAB5c/_EPDxu5_3Mg/s1600-h/a+IMG_7467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHd2iF2ZfI/AAAAAAAAB5c/_EPDxu5_3Mg/s400/a+IMG_7467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364312560108987890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must eat No.1 : Famous 炸鸡排&lt;br /&gt;（remember to buy from this store only)&lt;br /&gt;You can see the long line queing up for this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHetL9oRxI/AAAAAAAAB5k/2hyIqfxr3_w/s1600-h/a+IMG_7478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHetL9oRxI/AAAAAAAAB5k/2hyIqfxr3_w/s400/a+IMG_7478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364313499061733138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The chicken chop is bigger than my face = very very big.. T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHfX0SoDlI/AAAAAAAAB5s/GO6hjL5f9bQ/s1600-h/a+IMG_7482.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHfX0SoDlI/AAAAAAAAB5s/GO6hjL5f9bQ/s400/a+IMG_7482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364314231441722962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must eat no 2: Oyster Omelet (蚝仔煎)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHfdY5Z5PI/AAAAAAAAB50/hcSb2U4xVrY/s1600-h/a+IMG_7485.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHfdY5Z5PI/AAAAAAAAB50/hcSb2U4xVrY/s400/a+IMG_7485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364314327167395058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must eat no 3 ：Jumbo Taiwan Sausage (circled in yellow)&lt;br /&gt;Must eat 4 : 大肠包小肠 (circled in orange)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHfiMYQZGI/AAAAAAAAB58/T6YwIY03tz0/s1600-h/a+IMG_7489.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHfiMYQZGI/AAAAAAAAB58/T6YwIY03tz0/s400/a+IMG_7489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364314409706480738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love 大肠包小肠 so so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHfxRglVwI/AAAAAAAAB6E/_qJE85Ram8o/s1600-h/a+IMG_7491.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHfxRglVwI/AAAAAAAAB6E/_qJE85Ram8o/s400/a+IMG_7491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364314668781623042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must eat 5：Oyster Noodle "蚝仔面线"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHga5kCk-I/AAAAAAAAB6M/xmIRL2YdeZo/s1600-h/a+IMG_7493.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHga5kCk-I/AAAAAAAAB6M/xmIRL2YdeZo/s400/a+IMG_7493.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364315383908176866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must eat 6: Smelly Toufu&lt;br /&gt;(i personally hate it, but well, i gotta be fair..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHh78ovK4I/AAAAAAAAB6U/zAirgn3CJ3Q/s1600-h/a+IMG_7495.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHh78ovK4I/AAAAAAAAB6U/zAirgn3CJ3Q/s400/a+IMG_7495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364317051180493698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must eat 7 : Fruit Juice especially Papaya Milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHiA1vld3I/AAAAAAAAB6c/-1CnZPGIk4I/s1600-h/a+IMG_7500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHiA1vld3I/AAAAAAAAB6c/-1CnZPGIk4I/s400/a+IMG_7500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364317135229515634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;And one funny thing in Taiwan is, you can see these basketball arcade machines anywhere in Taiwan. And they are damn cheap, like RM1/USD 0.27 per game. It is dirt cheap la... *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please, Genting Highland, please reduce your price la&lt;/span&gt;*  And i realize that i have hidden talent in this game, because we played like 50 games of this in 2 week *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yea, no kidding&lt;/span&gt;*, and i won like 47 times? Jerry won once, and ADrian won twice! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHibl2mw0I/AAAAAAAAB6k/QOMLrWl_Oz0/s1600-h/a+IMG_7504.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHibl2mw0I/AAAAAAAAB6k/QOMLrWl_Oz0/s400/a+IMG_7504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364317594820461378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did nothing basically. Partly due to the fact that all three of us had the post-ShiLin-Night-Market Syndrome. We were all so bloated and tired!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, that did not stop us from visiting the most famous and perhaps best teppanyaki restaurant in Taipei. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am seriously not bragging when i said this... We have the chance to enjoy all these all because of Jerry's parents!! They really make sure we are treated with all the BEST and FAMOUS things in Taipei... Thank you so much again Jerry, i know you read my blog.. :p&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And indeed, it is really the best teppanyaki i have eaten so far. For the first time in my life, i totally understand the comment of "the juice from the meat is oozing out" and what it is like to have the food melts in your mouth (入口急化). Again, after eating this teppanyaki, i can die without regrets!! LMAO....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seafood Chawamushi as appetizer..&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHih84N2VI/AAAAAAAAB6s/Zx-nOPJx9dA/s1600-h/a+IMG_7521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHih84N2VI/AAAAAAAAB6s/Zx-nOPJx9dA/s400/a+IMG_7521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364317704080447826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prawn , brocolli, mushroom and top secret sauce&lt;br /&gt;What a heavenly combination..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHjMLkeLEI/AAAAAAAAB60/iFFhtbjDQR0/s1600-h/a+IMG_7525.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHjMLkeLEI/AAAAAAAAB60/iFFhtbjDQR0/s400/a+IMG_7525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364318429578669122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This chef was preparing the dishes just for six of us..&lt;br /&gt;And as usual, he would explain how great the meat is and bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, what i care was "when will i get to eat them???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHjkTDWg2I/AAAAAAAAB68/xvKe92vV6I0/s1600-h/a+IMG_7526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHjkTDWg2I/AAAAAAAAB68/xvKe92vV6I0/s400/a+IMG_7526.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364318843904099170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And after waiting for 5 minutes....&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHjqaGctuI/AAAAAAAAB7E/EM3UCiZES9c/s1600-h/a+IMG_7527.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHjqaGctuI/AAAAAAAAB7E/EM3UCiZES9c/s400/a+IMG_7527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364318948875351778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at how shinning it is... Non marinated, tender...&lt;br /&gt;What a masterpiece! Excellianto~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, 6 of us, Jerry's parents, sister and 3 of us went to catch a movie. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeap, Jerry's parents are those really cool parents... LOL &lt;/span&gt;* We watched The Taking of Pelham 123. Yes, i actually watched it one month before it was released in Malaysia. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just to let you all know, i have watched the highly anticipated animated movie "UP" in Chicago, lol... if you wanna know if it is good, do leave me a comment.. i will tell you..&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: this is crazy, it took me so long to finish posting only 4 days of my trip!! Haiy... But Taiwan is just too much fun, and i do not want to make a quick summary!! :(  Well, i dont care... I will post up the others one by one!! Woohoo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-5829236991921192021?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/5829236991921192021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=5829236991921192021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5829236991921192021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5829236991921192021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-2009-taipei-taiwan-part-2.html' title='Summer 2009 - Taipei, Taiwan (Part 2)'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnHcL4vJbpI/AAAAAAAAB4s/9UpxbGNU4a8/s72-c/a+IMG_7437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-5595085550763334564</id><published>2009-07-29T08:27:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T13:54:02.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 2009 - Taipei, Taiwan (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>Taiwan has always been a place that i wanted to visit so badly, pretty much due to the fact that i am really influenced by Taiwan pop culture... I watched Taiwan variety shows day and night *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which explain why i did so badly in my studies, wth&lt;/span&gt;*, I listened to Taiwanese albums day and night, I read Taiwanese magazines day and night, just to name a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this summer, I am lucky enough to have the chance to visit Taiwan. To sum up, it was an amazing trip!! Special thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jerry Lo&lt;/span&gt; ("LuLu", lol, i have decided to promote your this cute name on my blog) for hosting me throughout the entire stay in Taiwan. Also really need to thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uncle and Auntie &lt;/span&gt;for the really really nice and warm hosting! T-T  **&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am starting to miss them while doing this posting&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, Jerry's mum brought us to the famous "Ding Tai Feng" Dim Sum Restaurant. And indeed, it was really good, especially those 小笼包！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBRQPwnnpI/AAAAAAAAB18/qxHvnA91XOo/s1600-h/IMG_7327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBRQPwnnpI/AAAAAAAAB18/qxHvnA91XOo/s400/IMG_7327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363876495748472466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Freaking good 小笼包！！&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBSKgx17bI/AAAAAAAAB2M/ogtFT8fC4wA/s1600-h/IMG_7329.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBSKgx17bI/AAAAAAAAB2M/ogtFT8fC4wA/s400/IMG_7329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363877496749419954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some prawn dumplings, that look and taste equally amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBTwkFkjeI/AAAAAAAAB2k/JLjm8idJTSs/s1600-h/a+IMG_7332.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBTwkFkjeI/AAAAAAAAB2k/JLjm8idJTSs/s400/a+IMG_7332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363879249984130530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After a nice and "over-flowing" brunch, Jerry's mum decided that we should try the ice at 冰官. I was told it is probably the most famous/best ice shop in Taiwan. And indeed, the mango ice is crazily amazing!! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am salivating again&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three boys craving for ice under the blazing sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBSTKLZcNI/AAAAAAAAB2U/AQwbZl4vDrg/s1600-h/a+IMG_7340.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBSTKLZcNI/AAAAAAAAB2U/AQwbZl4vDrg/s400/a+IMG_7340.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363877645301412050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then, without wasting any time, i forced the two fella to go 西门町！！ And well, i didn't buy anything on the first visit (&lt;strike&gt;ehem ehem, yea, i went there like 5 times&lt;/strike&gt;.. LOL) due to jet lag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look fat and tired *jet lag*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBSwc7am0I/AAAAAAAAB2c/erciN5vcv6M/s1600-h/a+IMG_7346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBSwc7am0I/AAAAAAAAB2c/erciN5vcv6M/s400/a+IMG_7346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363878148550859586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And of course, one of my main purpose of visiting Taiwan is to watch the variety shows live from television... No more Youtube, no more downloads, i was able to watch the shows directly from TV... And the funny thing is, i felt so nervous while waiting for 康熙来了 to be on air at 10pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm an idiot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBVNBmzg5I/AAAAAAAAB2s/zxSFvggChJI/s1600-h/a+IMG_7357.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBVNBmzg5I/AAAAAAAAB2s/zxSFvggChJI/s400/a+IMG_7357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363880838456116114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle decided to bring three of us to Jiu Fen. But before we went there, we headed to 永和路 for the most authentic and "most original" 永和豆浆 for  breakfast! Upon drinking the soy milk there, it seems like i can now die without regrets!! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hyperbole to the fullest&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBVYTdXuTI/AAAAAAAAB20/-TdPwMnS66I/s1600-h/a+IMG_7363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 401px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBVYTdXuTI/AAAAAAAAB20/-TdPwMnS66I/s400/a+IMG_7363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363881032226945330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After drinking the fabulicious soy milk, we went up to Jiu Fen Old Street. Everything there is all about food, food and still food... Erm, maybe with some nice and stunning scenery! Those local delicacies are just freaking amazing, which explains how i gained 5kg in just 10 days! T-T... *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It took my 9 months to lose a mere 4 kg, and it only takes 10 days to gain 5kg! How unfair!&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite number 1 : Jumbo Taiwan Sausage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBV0bnovLI/AAAAAAAAB28/VrXWAb_EH0I/s1600-h/a+IMG_7370.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBV0bnovLI/AAAAAAAAB28/VrXWAb_EH0I/s400/a+IMG_7370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363881515453824178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite number 2: Po Piah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBV5e_P2KI/AAAAAAAAB3E/sJqe0lqEPx4/s1600-h/a+IMG_7374.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBV5e_P2KI/AAAAAAAAB3E/sJqe0lqEPx4/s400/a+IMG_7374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363881602257508514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong, it is not popiah, is the freaking good&lt;br /&gt;Yam/Taro ice-cream with honey peanut shredded candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBZqmzgXII/AAAAAAAAB4k/IpkW5sckZi4/s1600-h/a+IMG_7378.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBZqmzgXII/AAAAAAAAB4k/IpkW5sckZi4/s400/a+IMG_7378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363885744704216194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Favorite 3: Taiwan Most Famous Yam Ice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBX7suk5CI/AAAAAAAAB4M/eUSyAF3Rlw8/s1600-h/b+IMG_7414.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBX7suk5CI/AAAAAAAAB4M/eUSyAF3Rlw8/s400/b+IMG_7414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363883839328674850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adrian likes it and i hate it.. Smelly toufu! 臭豆腐！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBYN_Sgd1I/AAAAAAAAB4U/2If4IEAVpGI/s1600-h/a+IMG_7420.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBYN_Sgd1I/AAAAAAAAB4U/2If4IEAVpGI/s400/a+IMG_7420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363884153548863314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Besides food, we also followed Uncle to have a tea session, like those damn atas people drink those damn expensive tea, at a damn expensive place... wtf.. Of course, again, i almost embarrassed myself for not knowing the proper way of drinking tea... But again, is not that i am the only person who doesn't know right? LOL..*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i finally understand why some "atas" people say that drinking tea is a knowledge, and clearly, i am far from mastering the knowledge&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle carefully handled the whole tea making session!&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBWoVteVRI/AAAAAAAAB3c/FPU0NHbOCAY/s1600-h/a++IMG_7404.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBWoVteVRI/AAAAAAAAB3c/FPU0NHbOCAY/s400/a++IMG_7404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363882407220892946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Non stop exploring the old street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBWRYoqxqI/AAAAAAAAB3U/8xlMS-DLLAU/s1600-h/a++IMG_7389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBWRYoqxqI/AAAAAAAAB3U/8xlMS-DLLAU/s400/a++IMG_7389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363882012869052066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have this tikam tikam stores that I used to see 15 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBW6-bdFtI/AAAAAAAAB3s/wH_AHNSiC0s/s1600-h/a+IMG_7413.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBW6-bdFtI/AAAAAAAAB3s/wH_AHNSiC0s/s400/a+IMG_7413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363882727388813010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, mountain top  =stunning scenery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBXCEgRebI/AAAAAAAAB30/0blEq6MAOP4/s1600-h/a+IMG_7382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBXCEgRebI/AAAAAAAAB30/0blEq6MAOP4/s400/a+IMG_7382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363882849278720434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i bought pads because i was on period! T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBXLWGkYaI/AAAAAAAAB38/njltL5Bx_VE/s1600-h/a+IMG_7379.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBXLWGkYaI/AAAAAAAAB38/njltL5Bx_VE/s400/a+IMG_7379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363883008621568418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. kidding la.. it is actually sanitary-pad -haped marshmallow..&lt;br /&gt;It actually tasted quite good.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And at night, we went out with Jerry's 北一女 friends to sing K. And trust me, singing K in Taiwan is so much better than singing K in Malaysia. Redbox or Neway is no way comparable to the ones in Taiwan!! Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because Redbox owns a small part of a floor in a tall building..&lt;br /&gt;But Partyworld in Taiwan owns the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole building!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= the entire building has rooms for people to sing K!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBYqc1kNnI/AAAAAAAAB4c/kC4LPC6blsc/s1600-h/a+IMG_7344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBYqc1kNnI/AAAAAAAAB4c/kC4LPC6blsc/s400/a+IMG_7344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363884642516874866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really stunned when we were told to go up to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ninth Floor, Room 106&lt;/span&gt;. It is just like checking into a hotel room!! And indeed, the sound system and the environment in the room is definitely 10x better than those in Malaysia. No wonder Taiwan produces more talented singers than Malaysia! LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued!&lt;br /&gt;Next: Summer 2009 - Taipei, Taiwan (Part 2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-5595085550763334564?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/5595085550763334564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=5595085550763334564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5595085550763334564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5595085550763334564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-2009-taipei-taiwan-part-1.html' title='Summer 2009 - Taipei, Taiwan (Part 1)'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SnBRQPwnnpI/AAAAAAAAB18/qxHvnA91XOo/s72-c/IMG_7327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-4657825125157274251</id><published>2009-07-22T11:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:08:16.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure or not?*in doubt, but still proud*</title><content type='html'>Recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So-called-knows-it-all MR A : Eh eh, you go to which university?&lt;br /&gt;Me : *in a very humble tone* University of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;So-called-knows-it-all MR A: Where is it in KL? Selangor?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uncle,*trying to be polite* it is in Chicago, America.&lt;br /&gt;So-called-knows-it-all MR A: Aiyoo... Sure or not?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea, i am studying in America&lt;br /&gt;So-called-knows-it-all MR A: Why never heard of your university? Very lousy one izit? My son went to London you know?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh well, cause it is not well known among normal people. Only people in the finance world knows this.&lt;br /&gt;So-called-knows-it-all MR A: But i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *angry*, maybe you are too busy with your work&lt;br /&gt;So-called-knows-it-all MR A: I only know about Michael Jordan is from Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea yea... -_-!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes ago,&lt;br /&gt;So-called-knows-it-all MR A: Wah, your school damn power hor?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Har? i thought you never heard of my school.&lt;br /&gt;So-called-knows-it-all MR A: I asked my son to check, is number 1 in America leh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Serious? Well.. Yea... *shy, in doubt, but felt so proud*&lt;br /&gt;So-called-knows-it-all MR A: Uncle test test you only la, of course uncle heard of your university before. Uncle works for XXX bank for so long, of course heard of your school before la!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea... *##$#%$%^&amp;amp;^(*&amp;amp;()*)(*;,[];p[]p!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back home and checked! Yea, in one of the rankings, University of Chicago is, indeed, ranked number 1 for year 2009, ahead of Harvard University!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SmdEXWpbg7I/AAAAAAAAB1w/eet656vnOxI/s1600-h/uofc.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SmdEXWpbg7I/AAAAAAAAB1w/eet656vnOxI/s400/uofc.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361329049414894514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although well, not all of this rankings can be trusted, but it still makes me feels good... Ha ha ha~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-4657825125157274251?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/4657825125157274251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=4657825125157274251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4657825125157274251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4657825125157274251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/07/sure-or-notin-doubt-but-still-proud.html' title='Sure or not?*in doubt, but still proud*'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SmdEXWpbg7I/AAAAAAAAB1w/eet656vnOxI/s72-c/uofc.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-4992290087623887558</id><published>2009-07-17T22:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T01:20:30.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21st Birthday to me~</title><content type='html'>Yea, i have just gotten my Maxis Broadband, pretty much thanks to my brother. So, here am i back to the blogging world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is my 21st birthday. Woohoo... Damn excited sia, but again, 21st birthday is just a normal day that marks nothing except it tells you that you are now one year older, or rather, you are officially adult. You can do anything you want now... *ehem ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna throw a mini birthday bash tonight, so this post will be updated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast fast wish my happy birthday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1pm - 3pm&lt;br /&gt;- Just came back from buying a lot of stuffs. Bought things like serviette, napkins, tissue, *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEERS&lt;/span&gt;*, drinks and etc. Most importantly, bought myself another pair of sport shoe as i brought none back home. Brother also gave me "Chocolate Indulgence" cake. He said, "it seems like i spent more that parents for your birthday!!"&lt;br /&gt;He basically bought me a pair of sport shoes *brand shall not be named here*, Sun Yan Zi's concert row 15 ticket *price shall not be listed here* , Secret Recipe Chocolate Cake, and some other small stuffs! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and also Manuka Honey, wtf&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4pm&lt;br /&gt;Back home to help with the preparations. Well, it is not entirely my birthday bash alone. My parents invited some friends over for house warming, meaning they will come empty handed without knowing is my birthday. Brother and I decided to hint all this aunties and uncles , and we are going to sing Happy Birthday like 10x tonight, wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6pm&lt;br /&gt;Jason Gee became the first friend to arrive , together with Yun Fong! But it was First Aunt who arrived the earliest to help out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SmVXOxhNNjI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/i1izf50SzaM/s1600-h/IMG_8378.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SmVXOxhNNjI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/i1izf50SzaM/s400/IMG_8378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360786842776843826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Buffet started. Excited sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SmVYuXzmHJI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/dED1cuChGjw/s1600-h/IMG_8382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SmVYuXzmHJI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/dED1cuChGjw/s400/IMG_8382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360788485142092946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake cutting ceremony! Received 2 cakes this year, but decided to cut the cake that brother bought for me because it is a "branded" cake. However, we also cut the other cake so that everyone would have the chance to have at least a slice of cake. As expected, the Secret Recipe cake was gone in just few minutes, leaving the "not branded" cake sitting on the table nicely without anyone trying to eat it! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so sad&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for coming~&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SmVan1ju-8I/AAAAAAAAB1g/RgTn5rAHEb4/s1600-h/IMG_8398.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SmVan1ju-8I/AAAAAAAAB1g/RgTn5rAHEb4/s400/IMG_8398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360790571892800450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family + A Cute Mascot!&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SmVbo1faKjI/AAAAAAAAB1o/YQcUWXLy6no/s1600-h/IMG_8407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SmVbo1faKjI/AAAAAAAAB1o/YQcUWXLy6no/s400/IMG_8407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360791688566155826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;10.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Blackjack!! Lose RM2.. Wtf, my friends didnt even bother to let me win despite it was my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye to friends.... Ka Cong, Soh Bear, Hanz, Yeow and I decided to have a la teh session at Pelangi Sport House! We went there for tea, but they cheated me because they never give me anything special albeit my birthday! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boooo&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.45am&lt;br /&gt;No more a birthday boy, but offically an adult! Went to cyber cafe for a few rounds of Counter Strike, Left 4 Death, and Dota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.00am&lt;br /&gt;Came out from the cyber cafe in daze. Went to Macdonald for Breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.30am&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mariyam for second round breakfast *damn hungry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.00am&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tasik Y for morning walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.45am&lt;br /&gt;Went back home like a zombie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 21st Birthday, Jay Sern Tan!&lt;/span&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/2682202800031159632-4992290087623887558?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/4992290087623887558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=4992290087623887558&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4992290087623887558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4992290087623887558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-21st-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy 21st Birthday to me~'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SmVXOxhNNjI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/i1izf50SzaM/s72-c/IMG_8378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-1430614571359975163</id><published>2009-06-25T21:32:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:54:27.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni of Chicago - Graduation 2009</title><content type='html'>p/s: I am still in Taiwan now, enjoying my favorite Taiwan variety show... It feels rather awkward while watching the shows live in Taiwan... All these while, i have been watching them via Youtube, and to watch them straight from the TV is really an interesting feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am not going to talk about Taiwan Trip yet, since i am still here... So, i will talk about University of Chicago Graduation 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year graduation was pretty wet, because it rained for the entire morning. Those poor graduating seniors had to sit under the rain for 4-5 hours before they were allowed to receive the graduation certificate.. Poor them... Parents were not very lucky either... They also had to sit under the rain, and cheered for their kids when their kids were up on stage. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raining might be a good thing for them, so others can never know if you are tearing or it is just the rain.. &lt;/span&gt;=P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ0EqX21uI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/ko2l44N-0aQ/s1600-h/IMG_7253.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ0EqX21uI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/ko2l44N-0aQ/s400/IMG_7253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351459511921465058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Graduating , Gerald!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ0Q_oWrgI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/4AJpMFkcP7c/s1600-h/IMG_7263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ0Q_oWrgI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/4AJpMFkcP7c/s400/IMG_7263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351459723786235394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Graduating seniors are the prettiest and handsome-st.. no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ015g-5II/AAAAAAAAB0g/JEtqQo5GcI8/s1600-h/IMG_7275.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ015g-5II/AAAAAAAAB0g/JEtqQo5GcI8/s400/IMG_7275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351460357799863426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That is also why i am contemplating to graduate a quarter earlier in Winter. Why Winter?&lt;br /&gt;-The convocation will be held in Rockefeller Chapel instead on Harper Quad. Rockefeller is probably one of the prettiest chapel in Chicago. So, i am sure that graduating there will be a sweet and memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rockefeller Chapel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ1TtNZLyI/AAAAAAAAB0o/2ArjfysmENQ/s1600-h/rockefeller-memorial-chapel-chicago-ilch239.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ1TtNZLyI/AAAAAAAAB0o/2ArjfysmENQ/s400/rockefeller-memorial-chapel-chicago-ilch239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351460869892550434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OR Harper Quad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ2YOUVlHI/AAAAAAAAB0w/TbEcCFfngWQ/s1600-h/P1010001.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ2YOUVlHI/AAAAAAAAB0w/TbEcCFfngWQ/s400/P1010001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351462047011148914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-It is winter. Who will want to graduate under the hot and blazing sun when they can graduate under the soft and tender snow flakes? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok, i am probably the only person who wants that.. &lt;/span&gt;) And with that, my parents will get the chance to witness the winter in Chicago. Killing many birds with one stone ya?&lt;br /&gt;- Most important part is that, the convocation is not really affected by the weather. Regardless of snow storm, thunder rain or hot sun, the convocation will still be held indoor, inside the stunning chapel. so, my parents dont have to fly all the way from Malaysia to sit under the hot sun or under the rain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the topic... After the ceremony, we walked the the reception tent and of course, started taking pictures, non stop... Sobs sobs, I might not see some of these graduated kid anymore for the rest of my life. Haha~&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ2kXu3OxI/AAAAAAAAB04/mQtTTMnlodM/s1600-h/IMG_7288.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ2kXu3OxI/AAAAAAAAB04/mQtTTMnlodM/s400/IMG_7288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351462255696755474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my future colleague.. Mr Sim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ3xubm9RI/AAAAAAAAB1A/52UgjJYrOYU/s1600-h/IMG_7283.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ3xubm9RI/AAAAAAAAB1A/52UgjJYrOYU/s400/IMG_7283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351463584639939858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Malaysia Boleh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ4GdLkaqI/AAAAAAAAB1I/YhKOnaKi25M/s1600-h/IMG_7282.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ4GdLkaqI/AAAAAAAAB1I/YhKOnaKi25M/s400/IMG_7282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351463940786514594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2 more years to graduate, damn scary... To be very honest, i do not want to graduate... LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-1430614571359975163?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/1430614571359975163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=1430614571359975163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1430614571359975163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1430614571359975163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/06/uni-of-chicago-graduation-2009.html' title='Uni of Chicago - Graduation 2009'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SkQ0EqX21uI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/ko2l44N-0aQ/s72-c/IMG_7253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-1311447582609244252</id><published>2009-06-18T04:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T04:17:44.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Taiwan now..</title><content type='html'>I am in Taiwan now, with Jerry beside me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. Taiwan is nice, and it is gonna be my favorite Asia City soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already spent so much on shopping although i am only here for 2 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much thanks to Jerry and Adrian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food here are crazily good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for more updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did ok for my last quarter, much better than expected actually... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-1311447582609244252?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/1311447582609244252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=1311447582609244252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1311447582609244252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1311447582609244252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-taiwan-now.html' title='In Taiwan now..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-1429573364894980179</id><published>2009-06-07T22:58:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:22:18.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MASA Graduation Dinner</title><content type='html'>Is time again for me to say goodbye to seniors who are graduating this year. Bye to Sin Yi and Sim who will be graduating next week. Sin Yi is going to Northwestern to do her PhD while Sim is going back to Malaysia to start his journey with BNM (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not to mention, be our guinea pig =P&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, kudos to both of them. With them graduating, MASA now is left with 9 members *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so pathetic&lt;/span&gt;* Compared to other nations, Malaysia is so sad with only 9 students in the super duper prestigious University of Chicago *r&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ank number 8 in the world kononnya~&lt;/span&gt;* We really have to recruit more honarary members into our clubs in order to keep this club running! LMAO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many times of postponing, we decided to go to Bubba Gumps in Navy Pier for this dinner. * &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is the very first time for a kampung boy like me to go to Navy Pier* *shy sh&lt;/span&gt;y* There will be no more embarassing moment for me when people ask me , "Hey, Jay , is Navy Pier worth visiting? Is it fun?"... In the past, i would never get to answer that question, but now, i know the asnwer very well! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as if i have explored the place&lt;/span&gt;* LMAO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left: Khi, Sim, NJ, Sin Yi&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiyOLCjI0yI/AAAAAAAABzo/AuLjqqC46gk/s1600-h/IMG_7211-1.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiyOLCjI0yI/AAAAAAAABzo/AuLjqqC46gk/s400/IMG_7211-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344803178095891234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group picture before Khi appeared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiyPNYaQUgI/AAAAAAAABz4/QXVeRb3xiEo/s1600-h/IMG_7207-1.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiyPNYaQUgI/AAAAAAAABz4/QXVeRb3xiEo/s400/IMG_7207-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344804317835579906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My entree.. Steamed Shell Fish... :)&lt;br /&gt;*i said too fast, and i actually said i want " steam selfish"*&lt;br /&gt;*the waiter laughed cynically* :(&lt;br /&gt;*i paid him 18% tips* :( x 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiyO04NJXAI/AAAAAAAABzw/k6GQ481VeWg/s1600-h/IMG_7214-1.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiyO04NJXAI/AAAAAAAABzw/k6GQ481VeWg/s400/IMG_7214-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344803896873802754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strawberry Tropical bla bla.. made a sweet end for the dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiyPjMLo1WI/AAAAAAAAB0A/RtnxZ638g10/s1600-h/IMG_7219-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiyPjMLo1WI/AAAAAAAAB0A/RtnxZ638g10/s400/IMG_7219-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344804692510168418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finale Picture - NAVY PIER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiyQQu0SjUI/AAAAAAAAB0I/1yR8BYNY0nY/s1600-h/IMG_7223-1.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiyQQu0SjUI/AAAAAAAAB0I/1yR8BYNY0nY/s400/IMG_7223-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344805474901593410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously done with all subjects besides Economics. I really got a bad feeling about this paper. I did ok for my midterm, but i basically don't understand a single shit after the midterm. How how how? The finals will be on Wednesday. I know i still have time, but the more i revise, the more i go "gan jiong" (nervous)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't afford to fail this class, because oh well, i am an "Economics major"... *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sigh&lt;/span&gt;* ... How how how? Solow Growth Model, Unemployment, bla bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am damn worried lar~ Why economics can be so difficult? Is it because i have no interest? Or is it because i am just too stupid to understand the content? Or is it because others are too clever? Of course, i hate to choose the second options, but it seems like all three options apply to me! WTF...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me someone.. please help me... By saying FAIL, i meant it seriously, fail as in an F. I am not the typically Asian where fail is measured by "not A" or a B= Fail... Dear Benji (my instructor), if you happen to read this, please be nice to me.. I will give you two packets of Maggie Mee if you are not too harsh on my grade. Thanks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Again, i can really understand how annoying i used to be back in HSBP when i said, "Gosh, i failed my history paper" and ended up getting the highest in class... That is really annoying.. BOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p p/s: back to study time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p p p/s : Why it seems like the whole world went to Redang for their breaks? LMAO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p p p p/s: Mummy, i am fit like a bull now. No worries anymore, k? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-1429573364894980179?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/1429573364894980179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=1429573364894980179&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1429573364894980179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1429573364894980179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/06/masa-graduation-dinner.html' title='MASA Graduation Dinner'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiyOLCjI0yI/AAAAAAAABzo/AuLjqqC46gk/s72-c/IMG_7211-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7353561702262765751</id><published>2009-06-03T22:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:49:22.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of Class for Sophomore Year..</title><content type='html'>Taada.. Today is the last day of school for my sophomore year. Next year, i will be going into my junior year (third year if you prefer) , and i am really damn excited about it. I will do a sophomore year "review" post some time after my final exam, because there are so much things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i would like to thank everyone for your comments, msn messages, calls , and etc for your concern and care. I am better now, and i have regained my voice!! I even performed this morning for my work place year end luncheon! It was fantsatic and i really love to go back there and work. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it will depend if i get any other jobs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still coughing and sneezing tho. But i think i will be fit like a bull in one or two days time. Here's the stuff that i used to cure my throat, cough and fever. I don't know if they are really useful but i ate them like how i ate my tidbits. *non-stop eating*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SidCBFoXGiI/AAAAAAAABzI/Mqtc4CLbCGg/s1600-h/IMG_7200-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SidCBFoXGiI/AAAAAAAABzI/Mqtc4CLbCGg/s400/IMG_7200-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343312069357148706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Golden Throat Candy - Really good, strongly recommended by a lot of singers too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honey + Lemon Juice - I drank half bootle of honey in 3 days. :p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pi Pa Kao - Half bootle in almost 3 days too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Antiobiotic - for throat inflammation *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dont try this, i think it works on me, i don't know about other people&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Garlic pills&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vicks Cold + Flu pills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flu pills from Malaysia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ha ha.. Ok, that might sound crazy, but hell yea. I ate all of them from morning till night. And i regain my voice back in 24 hours! Again, i am not sure which one really enhanced the healing process, so, i "hentam" only. To be fair, i think one should really consult a doctor if he has the same symptom as i do - slight fever, flu, cough, throat inflammation, totally lost my voice. But well, as a super cheapo person, i reallt dont have extra money to see the doctor. Even if i do, they will schedule me to see the doctor like two weeks later. By then, i will be .... *dead*.. *touch wood touch wood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am also a nice house mate. I am so worried that i might spread the virus to my hommies. So, i use surface disinfectant and air sanitizer to "clean" the air. Hope it helps in killing the germs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SidC28U4TKI/AAAAAAAABzQ/kO5JWBkIgEQ/s1600-h/IMG_7201-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SidC28U4TKI/AAAAAAAABzQ/kO5JWBkIgEQ/s400/IMG_7201-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343312994572455074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time to sleep. I am dam tired after eating 2 more pills. *nightz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SidDyEVC5_I/AAAAAAAABzY/0T_NfNUmvmI/s1600-h/IMG_7203-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SidDyEVC5_I/AAAAAAAABzY/0T_NfNUmvmI/s400/IMG_7203-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343314010332915698" 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/2682202800031159632-7353561702262765751?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7353561702262765751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7353561702262765751&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7353561702262765751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7353561702262765751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-day-of-class-for-sophomore-year.html' title='Last day of Class for Sophomore Year..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SidCBFoXGiI/AAAAAAAABzI/Mqtc4CLbCGg/s72-c/IMG_7200-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-1505153680893814390</id><published>2009-05-31T19:04:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:32:51.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick...</title><content type='html'>Friday&lt;br /&gt;After i am done with the horrendous final SOSC paper, I am totally dead... I struggled for 30 hours to complete the freaking not-so-cool paper,and ended up having very bad throat inflammation... Instead of sleeping, i decided to have a mini celebration in Belmont with Greg and Lemon.. I was almost dying of tiredness, but i still decided to dress up nicely and go for a dinner with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse part of this dinner is, i accidentally ordered fish and chips despite knowing very well that any more fried and oily food will kill me!! T__T Yes, i ordered, ate it *well, it tasted really good* and now, i am really sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiMd7X9vMUI/AAAAAAAAByc/4JvEHV_7DQc/s1600-h/IMG_7179-1.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiMd7X9vMUI/AAAAAAAAByc/4JvEHV_7DQc/s400/IMG_7179-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342146488873988418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg's super duper big lamb chop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiMhln5hsMI/AAAAAAAABy8/50JfQ6a4nIg/s1600-h/IMG_7180-1.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiMhln5hsMI/AAAAAAAABy8/50JfQ6a4nIg/s400/IMG_7180-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342150513240682690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After dinner, i went to watch a play - The Piano Lesson.  Because i was just too tired, i couldn't even understand anything about the play. To add to my misery, the play is supposed to be 170+ minutes. I quit, i left after the first act... I believed i need to rest, so i went back home and sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up feeling worse. Sore throat, coughing like never before, sneezing non-stop *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT SWINE FLU&lt;/span&gt;* .. But i still went to downtown for some community service project. Haven't been to downtown for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love Chicago Downtown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiMfZfCabCI/AAAAAAAABys/zeTUWPNklRE/s1600-h/IMG_7185-1.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiMfZfCabCI/AAAAAAAABys/zeTUWPNklRE/s400/IMG_7185-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342148105680350242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent decided to get something for this art project, so i followed him. And as usual, i ended up buying more stuff that he did.. Kill me for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiMf4gFmefI/AAAAAAAABy0/V8XgXRVwDLY/s1600-h/IMG_7187-1.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiMf4gFmefI/AAAAAAAABy0/V8XgXRVwDLY/s400/IMG_7187-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342148638538103282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at night, i went to sing K with my SAMSU friends.. And in order not to disappoint them, i tried my very best to sing despite knowing very well i should not sing that night. My voice was in a very very very bad condition.... But still, i did not listen to my own advice and still went to sing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i woke up feeling even worse... Still coughing and sneezing... And i could not even utter a single word now.. I have totally lose my voice.. Thanks to the singing session yesterday, i am an idiot... Although i have a great tendency to lose my voice, this is the very first time i completely lost it... I felt like a useless being without my voice... I even have to end up texting Vincent instead of calling him because i really cant talk now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.... hate this feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again, i believe i will be fine soon.. No swine flu, ok&lt;/span&gt;?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i promise to go see a doctor if i have fever tomorrow, ok?&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-1505153680893814390?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/1505153680893814390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=1505153680893814390&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1505153680893814390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1505153680893814390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/05/sick.html' title='Sick...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SiMd7X9vMUI/AAAAAAAAByc/4JvEHV_7DQc/s72-c/IMG_7179-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-2222615182331565049</id><published>2009-05-28T20:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:08:21.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work And Work...</title><content type='html'>I am now in OMSA Office... yes, i am on my shift, working from 7pm till 11pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am not working on any project, because i have completed all projects thrown to me yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i am working on my SOSC paper which is due tomorrow at 5pm.. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am being paid to write my paper here&lt;/span&gt;* LMAO.. Love OMSA job so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not know how to even start the paper, but thank to Benji (my ECON prof), i roughly got the idea on what to write... *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this will be my last SOSC paper for my entire life... i really need to do well on this paper to ace this class. If not, i will be crying in the toilet over my grades during summer&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, thanks to Linda for not giving me new projects to work on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night - Watch "Piano Lesson", a play&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night - Dinner and Karaoke Session in C-Town&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night - Malaysian Student Association Graduation Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;Heard from Papa that my new room looks pretty cool, although it is really dark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New room? Yes, this summer i will be shifting to Taman Bukit Perdana 2. Saying goodbye to my super convenient and strategically located house in Taman Kurnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer have the luxury to ask others to fetch me anymore.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;After this week, i will be done with 3 out of 4 classes i am taking this quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy, and really looking forward for Summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to work... i mean work on my paper.. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-2222615182331565049?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/2222615182331565049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=2222615182331565049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2222615182331565049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2222615182331565049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/05/work-and-work.html' title='Work And Work...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-6341325673928596964</id><published>2009-05-24T12:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:03:52.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>I am supposed to be in UIUC now for the Midwest Games 2009. However, it was canceled at the very last minutes, thanks to the hoo hah by *they shall not be named*. There goes my chance to obtain 3 gold medals in 2 different sports.. LMAO, as if i am going to win even one medal... However, to be really fair, i do see the point of canceling this Midwest Games, despite knowing pretty well the effort that was invested for this games from my peers in UIUC. Here's some summary of what happened that led to the cancellation of the game.. *again, from my knowledge only*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone is damn excited about the game. It is said to be the best Midwest Game ever. *ok, i do agree that if this game were to go on, it will be the best.. just look at how responsive the committee were, and also the official website is a just fantastic*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Out of the sudden, Mr. Swine Flu attacked the world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Malaysia has its first confirmed swine flu case, and the patient is a student from America.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After the news of the first confirmed case was published in media, The Star reported that the Midwest Game will still go on despite stern warning from sponsors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the government knew about it *well, it appeared as one of the headlines in The Star*, Malaysia Student Department(MSD) in Illinois was asked to cancel the game.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MSD told UIUC peeps to postpone the game.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MSD told UIUC, well, the game is now officially canceled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone unhappy, everyone cried, everyone angry, everyone felt the pain - there goes my money for tickets and etc...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Well, no Midwest Games for me... And thus, i decided to use the long weekend to STUDY! *but oh well, i am still blogging now... LMAO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to work at night to earn more money, making me earning about usd 110 this week!! And i really love my work so much, because i was paid to sit there, take pictures, and listen to a talk.. The talk was about "how do you define maturity?" I really love the talk as i guess that is something that has been circulating in my mind for a while. After the talk, it realy gave me very good insights on how to be a mature person but at the same time, maintain the childishness in me... Sounds profound? Well, it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after my Friday shift, i was officially re-employed again by the my boss. To make things sweeter, i am going to have a pay raise this time. However, i might reject the offer if i get a new work position next year. I prefer to work in my room, rather than spending 9 hours a week outside my room. But again, a higher pay now is really tempting me to work... I am cheapo, so i need the money... And it is quite an easy money, although i need to waste some time doing the job.. But anyway, i am glad that i am giving the job offer again.. This re-employment clearly indicates that i am a good worker... Hee hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paintball Trip. Ok, this is not the first time me playing paintball. And not the first time using a gun. Played for a few time before in Malaysia, and trained for shooting before in Batu Pahat. So, i am not really excited about this paintball trip actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i was wrong.. The fields in America are 10x more fun than in Malaysia. In fact, the center that i went to in Malaysia only have 4 fields, but the one that i went to in Chicago has like 10-15 fields. And most of them are really really cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, i managed to kill quite a number of people yesterday.. We played open game, so we basically played with other random people (including those who looked damn pro)... I am happy that i killed quite some of the pro people.. Well, actually i killed them because i cheated.. Instead of killing them upfront, i killed them from the back... Ha ha... I actually walked the whole circle *like an idiot* , and shot them from their back... And yes, they yelled "fuck" everytime i did that.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures for the game, because we were so lazy to take pictures! LMAO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wound that i got from being killed by people..&lt;br /&gt;*right in the middle of my chest.. looked like love bite.. LMAO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ShmLNkt__cI/AAAAAAAAByM/U38h5whGRIU/s1600-h/24052009536.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/ShmLNkt__cI/AAAAAAAAByM/U38h5whGRIU/s400/24052009536.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339451898535607746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As usual, we love group pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ShmLXE45amI/AAAAAAAAByU/0BwmrfeoXAA/s1600-h/4562_560768104090_2912510_32872043_5876211_n.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/ShmLXE45amI/AAAAAAAAByU/0BwmrfeoXAA/s400/4562_560768104090_2912510_32872043_5876211_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339452061790071394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i know this post is really dry.. but i really don't know what to post anymore.. Too emo post will invite a lot of concern emails and calls, too dry post will cause losing readership.. Haiy, really don't know how...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-6341325673928596964?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/6341325673928596964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=6341325673928596964&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/6341325673928596964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/6341325673928596964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ShmLNkt__cI/AAAAAAAAByM/U38h5whGRIU/s72-c/24052009536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7227996172790952584</id><published>2009-05-22T12:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:27:32.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A stunning performance and a Rape Case...</title><content type='html'>The internet is not working anymore, which explains why i did not update my blog for quite some time. After reading the previous blog a few time, i am really impressed with myself, for whichever reasons, be it the emotion, ability to create lyrics, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last Wednesday, i went to watch IL Divo's concert. This is the concert that i really wanted to watch so badly, because i am really a fan of IL Divo. Their songs actually accompanied me for many restless and helpless nights that i had encountered. You will never know how wonderful are their voices until you really listen to them singing "live" in front of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even the concert hall is decorated with this "atas" decor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ShbqP3lWbJI/AAAAAAAABx0/tRgcAAxl8KQ/s1600-h/IMG_7123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ShbqP3lWbJI/AAAAAAAABx0/tRgcAAxl8KQ/s400/IMG_7123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338711966633847954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I always think they must have edited their recording, which makes all of their songs so perfect... But i was totally wrong when i listened to them on Wednesday night.. They are just wonderful people... In fact, four of them looked damn charming despite need to belt out those hardcore songs... *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see, i told you, the most charming on Earth is those who can sing.. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took this secretly caused pictures were not allowed..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the bad quality tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ShbrBuxuatI/AAAAAAAAByE/yrOtSLI5HfE/s1600-h/IMG_7140.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/ShbrBuxuatI/AAAAAAAAByE/yrOtSLI5HfE/s400/IMG_7140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338712823263292114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Shbq0xWX8gI/AAAAAAAABx8/4zU6Ts3mUvw/s1600-h/IMG_7151.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Shbq0xWX8gI/AAAAAAAABx8/4zU6Ts3mUvw/s400/IMG_7151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338712600615580162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really amazed with their voices... You will never be able to imagine how great their voices are.. (ok, this is the second time i repeated this.. ) They have that kind of voices that make you feel so comfortable... so soothing.. so wonderful... so happy.. so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IL Divo... If you ever see this, thanks for bringing such a wonderful performance that night... Your performance that night really give me goosebumps (my very first time in my life)... Probably the best performance /concert / musical that i have ever watched so far!! And also, thanks for the "Bridge Over Troubled Water" cover, and trust me, it is the most beautiful rendition i have ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jkfj0g3fZ-I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jkfj0g3fZ-I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: after watching this concert, i am more indebted to my sponsor, BNM.. Thanks for sending me to USA to study although i don't really like economics.. But at least, i get to see IL Divo singing live in front of me.. that is good enough.. LMAO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, i had my Sosc presentation, my first ever presentation in University of Chicago. I was in the same group as the "top 3 students in the class".. The 3 girls basically spoke the most in the class, while i basically speak like 2-3 sentences per class... So, i was really happy to be in the same group as them since it will be a group grade after all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, during the actual presentation day, i was owned by all three of them.. They were so dominant and did not give me any freaking chance to speak... Ta Ma De .... Hello~ I am your group mate, by doing so to me, you are jeopardizing your own grade, not only mine... Worst still, you all stole my idea and said it as if it was yours!! Ta Ma DE x2  .. And in the end, you all still happily said, we did a good job ... Ta Ma De x3... Good job? You mean "we" or "you all" ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really keeping my fingers crossed that Prof Heath wont really mind that i was rather quite that day... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that they "raped" me after the presentation.. T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The more i see, the more i feel not worth it...&lt;br /&gt;Really not worth it...&lt;br /&gt;你不配，不是我不陪。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;杰仔&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/2682202800031159632-7227996172790952584?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7227996172790952584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7227996172790952584&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7227996172790952584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7227996172790952584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/05/stunning-performance-and-rape-case.html' title='A stunning performance and a Rape Case...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ShbqP3lWbJI/AAAAAAAABx0/tRgcAAxl8KQ/s72-c/IMG_7123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-3320573689973284941</id><published>2009-05-17T18:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:54:17.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>我最。。诚恳。。告解。。</title><content type='html'>看见你快乐，&lt;br /&gt;是我给你的最后包容。。&lt;br /&gt;我痛了，烦了，累了，哭了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还以为能轻易的把你忘记，把你遗忘。。&lt;br /&gt;但事实上，好像很不简单。。&lt;br /&gt;可能这就是，&lt;br /&gt;男人奸的地方。。。&lt;br /&gt;不到失去，就不会去珍惜。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空也在笑我。。。&lt;br /&gt;沉迷的没用。。&lt;br /&gt;喜欢与爱。。。&lt;br /&gt;傻傻分不清楚。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不爱了，我要不爱了。。。&lt;br /&gt;曾经爱过就够了。。。&lt;br /&gt;我情愿住在漆黑的角落。。。&lt;br /&gt;可能会是最好的解脱。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我告解了，&lt;br /&gt;也不愿再当你的玩偶，&lt;br /&gt;默默的看着你，&lt;br /&gt;心理挣扎的很痛。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要人说，&lt;br /&gt;当你和他说我们，&lt;br /&gt;你是否想到我的感受？&lt;br /&gt;我认了。。不能不认了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在海边的我。。。&lt;br /&gt;看着辽阔的大海。。&lt;br /&gt;微微的笑着。。。&lt;br /&gt;不知眼泪直流。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道你脑海里在想什么。。。&lt;br /&gt;只希望你能快乐，能快活。。。&lt;br /&gt;请保佑我，有巧合我们还在遇见。。。&lt;br /&gt;保佑我，他不会比我难过。。。&lt;br /&gt;保佑有我，他会比我快活。。。 ：）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;杰仔&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-3320573689973284941?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/3320573689973284941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=3320573689973284941&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3320573689973284941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3320573689973284941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='我最。。诚恳。。告解。。'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-5978970098112596337</id><published>2009-05-15T16:17:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:34:27.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird? Sick? Psycho?</title><content type='html'>Spring Quarter... Most people really loves spring quarter the best.. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is the quarter after winter. So, the drastic change in weather , from extremely cold to nice cool weather, definitely makes people fall in love with spring quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is really green and colorful during Spring. Flowers start to bloom, grass start to grow, etc etc etc.. Indeed, it is really pretty. The administrator of University of Chicago spent a hefty amount of money investing in flowers especially tulips to make the whole campus look just pretty and stunning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sg3dLfhvEKI/AAAAAAAABxU/zj3MJvZIgUA/s1600-h/07tulip+lavender.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sg3dLfhvEKI/AAAAAAAABxU/zj3MJvZIgUA/s400/07tulip+lavender.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336164323015200930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since the weather is nice, people can dress up nicely. No more heavy winter jackets that will make you look like a fat penguin. No more head gears that will make you look like a terrorist. No more gloves that will make your hand as big as a bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;But for me, that is not why i love Spring. I love spring for two very weird, sick, psychotic reasons:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Since it is Spring, the weather is rather wet. It rains for about 3-4 times a week. And I REALLY LOVE RAINY SEASONS. Rainy days make me really happy. Heavy rain makes me even happier. Since young, i am the kind of guy who will be really happy when it rains whereas my counterpart will complaining about the rain. I think i have this kind of fetishism because i have been having really good things happening during rainy seasons. For example, my dad will drive a car instead of a bike to work during rainy seasons. My rate of winning a competition is higher if it rains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sg3eEY1ZB5I/AAAAAAAABxc/cph_n3guJIU/s1600-h/heavy-rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 382px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sg3eEY1ZB5I/AAAAAAAABxc/cph_n3guJIU/s400/heavy-rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336165300471138194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-  I LOVE LOUD AND SCARY THUNDER + LIGHTNING. Ok, i understand this might sound too extreme. But again, i am really surprise that i actually love thunder and lightning so much. They are just two wonderful things that happen on Earth. And the sound of thunder is even more amazing... I really do not know how to describe this feeling of mine, but well, this two things really attract my attention so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't they stunning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sg3fVilFv6I/AAAAAAAABxs/EvkMp1Nm5vk/s1600-h/Lightning1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sg3fVilFv6I/AAAAAAAABxs/EvkMp1Nm5vk/s400/Lightning1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336166694656524194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sg3eKunQwFI/AAAAAAAABxk/uRBy11S2y_c/s1600-h/ThunderStrike.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sg3eKunQwFI/AAAAAAAABxk/uRBy11S2y_c/s400/ThunderStrike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336165409396670546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Enough of this weird stuff... Life is damn "sien" now.. Nothing much too do besides readings readings and more readings... Next week, i will have my first sosc presentation and also my first acting presentation... Quite well prepared for both, so i am keeping my fingers crossed that they shouldn't give me too much of a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, next week, i am taking part in Malaysia Midwest Game 2009. Heard that some ex-national junior players are playing in that competition too...But who are they? LOL... *ehem ehem* Besides badminton, i am also taking part in 60 meters and 200 meters sprinting. Micheal Phelps can get 8 gold medals , so i think 4 gold medals should not be that hard for me.. *ok, i am just kidding, winning one medal of any color will be good enough for me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been rather disastrous for me. I lost in almost every single competition that i took part in.. Si beh sueh (Sibeh = very ; sueh= unlucky ; sibeh sueh = very unlucky)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a demo from Mr. Dong. He asked me to go through the music and see if i am interested in collaborating with him again.. But after the scary tryout last year, i am really worried about the song given. However, this time around, the demo is indeed 104324234x better than last year..It is more pop and more commercialized... Last year, i was given a demo entitled "Train", i rejected the offer and the song is actually sold online now.. Ha ha~ Trust me, the song sounds like... -_-!!!! *if you know what i mean**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-5978970098112596337?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/5978970098112596337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=5978970098112596337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5978970098112596337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5978970098112596337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/05/weird-sick-psycho.html' title='Weird? Sick? Psycho?'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sg3dLfhvEKI/AAAAAAAABxU/zj3MJvZIgUA/s72-c/07tulip+lavender.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-3300909865530618070</id><published>2009-05-11T23:32:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:20:43.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends..</title><content type='html'>Friday - 8th May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took part in the final round of Chicago Idol. This year, as i have said, the competition is like 1894324234x more competitive than last year. As predicted, i did not win anything in that competition. However, i was not disappointed (ok, maybe a bit), because i felt to happy with the support shown by so many of my friends! Special big thanks to my 2+1 housemates, Wilson &amp;amp; Vincent &amp;amp; Ji-Sook, for the nice and big banner...  Thanks to all Singaporean buddies.. Election and now this, you guys are really wonderful! (well, maybe some of you came for the Free food.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sgj-kE4DjrI/AAAAAAAABwU/_AtspKpmrGo/s1600-h/11052009525.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sgj-kE4DjrI/AAAAAAAABwU/_AtspKpmrGo/s400/11052009525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334793654357954226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I lost the competition, but i won friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: **updated** i just got scolded for not mentioning a group of great people... They are non other than my beloved Malaysians buddies... Thanks NURJANNAH (NJ) for your presence (although well, most of the time you are looking at MR.K instead of me), GLORIA for your support, and of course, Adrian!! :) Thanks.. Malaysia kali ini kalah, tapi usah bimbang, kita akan berusaha lagi tahun hadapan.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - 9th May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that i am too disappointed with Chicago Idol result, Benny and Lim En forced me to Six Flags Great America, a very popular theme park in America. (ok, i lied, they didn't know i am a bit disappointed.. they just wanted me to go...) Initially, i didn't really want to go because after the Six Flags San Fransisco trip, i am really scared of going to any other Six Flags. However, i still went in the end because:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have only one more quarter left to hang out/ have fun with one of my closest friend/ brother in Chicago. He is none other than Benny!! Thinking of this make me kinda, er, sad? Guilty? Well, so, i did go with him in the end, although i didn't accompany him to take the scariest ride of the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lim En, my gossip partner/best friend/ musical friend/ soon-to-be dance partner etc etc told me that she wont be going if i don't go. So, well, have to go lar~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Six Flags Great America Main Entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sgj_gA6jF_I/AAAAAAAABwc/WSHV6YQrQ-M/s1600-h/IMG_7056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sgj_gA6jF_I/AAAAAAAABwc/WSHV6YQrQ-M/s400/IMG_7056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334794684086818802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vince, Benny, Lim En&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgkMiFaGUQI/AAAAAAAABxM/_9B5tut9JIY/s1600-h/IMG_7029.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgkMiFaGUQI/AAAAAAAABxM/_9B5tut9JIY/s400/IMG_7029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334809013303791874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emo Railway Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sgj_zjL-5mI/AAAAAAAABws/HoLCbnV6mDw/s1600-h/IMG_7036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sgj_zjL-5mI/AAAAAAAABws/HoLCbnV6mDw/s400/IMG_7036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334795019704264290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the wooden Coaster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgkArg-VuAI/AAAAAAAABw0/pyxo99PvHrc/s1600-h/IMG_7045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgkArg-VuAI/AAAAAAAABw0/pyxo99PvHrc/s400/IMG_7045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334795981182842882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spastic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgkA-vj0EeI/AAAAAAAABw8/Icc43JcIyBI/s1600-h/IMG_7046.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgkA-vj0EeI/AAAAAAAABw8/Icc43JcIyBI/s400/IMG_7046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334796311515632098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Overall, it was really a fun and happy trip going out with them! To be very honest, i didnt really have time to feel disappointed for losing the Chicago Idol, because i felt so blessed to have so many wonderful friends around me.. (huhz, cant believe i actually said that... *goosebumps*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgkBTjKlG4I/AAAAAAAABxE/d0v_FxPlI7o/s1600-h/Collage+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgkBTjKlG4I/AAAAAAAABxE/d0v_FxPlI7o/s400/Collage+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334796668965821314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, i will only see Benny for one more quarter if i am going to Barcelona. He is going Paris for fall quarter, and i am going during winter quarter. Maybe i should have applied to Paris with him... Oh well, back then, i felt that i need to challenge myself by applying something that is harder to get in.. And i really wanna go Barcelona to have my own version of "Meteor Garden 2" LMAO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides Benny, i am actually gonna see the rest of close friends for only two more quarters. Thinking about this shit makes me kinda sad... Time really wait for nobody, it's have been almost two years since all of us know each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta cherish the remaining time that i have with all of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I kinda do not know what i am typing for this post, because i am damn tired after submitting my weekly assignment.. But nevertheless, i know that this bunch of people especially the Singaporeans have really make my stay in Chicago 1000x more interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without them, i will not have a papa, a lemon, a lao shu, a ru lao(cheese), a god father, a gan die, a xi hai zi (dead lil kid)... LOLx... and of course, a brother.. **you all should know who you are**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-3300909865530618070?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/3300909865530618070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=3300909865530618070&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3300909865530618070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3300909865530618070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends.html' title='Friends..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sgj-kE4DjrI/AAAAAAAABwU/_AtspKpmrGo/s72-c/11052009525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-4052721678228599737</id><published>2009-05-08T01:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T02:14:36.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck... Oh Luck..</title><content type='html'>I am actually quite worried right now... However, i am actually not that worried.. I really do not know how it describe this feeling of being worried and at the same time, being not worried... Anyway, this week was rather easy breezy for me... I accidentally skipped my economics class despite having 3 alarm clocks.. So, i basically only had 3 days of classes this week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i have not been feeling very well this week... Fret not, i am not down with any form of flu.. Rather, i was still mentally tired after a great struggle last week. Last week has been crazy for me.. 4 papers and 1 midterm was really crazy.. And this week, i started to feel the effect of that crazy schedule... Besides, the non-so-good-economics-midterm has definitely added some spices to my weak mental structure now... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow is the Chicago Idol Final... I was the winner last year, but as i have said earlier, my chances of winning is further reduced from 0.00001% to 0.000000003%. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I overheard a few groups practicing for tomorrow competition in OMSA while i was working today. They are like raelly really good... Most of them are blacks.. And it is a common knowledge that most blacks can sing like damn well.. Look at American Idol past winner history:- Fantasia Barrino and Ruben Studdard. They are damn good. Not to mention powerhouse like Lotoya London, Jennifer Hudson, Tamara Gray, and of course singing legend Whitney Houston. This will be the first time i am competiting against the black, and i am sure they will kick my ass.. They are born to be good in doing those blues notes without any effort.. The scariest part is, tomorrow, one of them will be attempting to do "dolphin voice" and he is a guy... I heard him doing that just now, and it was crazy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am the unlucky contestant number 1. Haiy, already so sueh, then still add sueh to my sueh.. (sueh = unlucky) Number 1 is always a bad thing, unless you are really damn ass good and are able to set a high standard. If not, most of the time, you will never win by virtually being the contestant number 1.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So, i have decided to go there just to entertain my friends... Although i really want to win it so badly (especially this year they are giving out trophy), i know very well this year my chances of defending the title is really low.. I need the prize money... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, i have to admit, it feels like shit when you go into a competitonj knowing very well that you wont win.. To make it worse, i am the defending champion.. To make it worse x2, my boss and colleagues from OMSA will make a special trip to support me tomorrow night... To  make it worse x3, i dont like to lose....ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of my ranting~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to show you some joke.. Thanks to my buddy, Jason G, i have no choice but to reveal that:-&lt;br /&gt;I actually have a plastic surgery on my face.Why? Got pictures as evidences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Pictures were taken 4 years ago-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgPZaVl4YpI/AAAAAAAABv0/MtW0MYs9F90/s1600-h/3253_95250776196_629361196_2482020_5419305_n.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgPZaVl4YpI/AAAAAAAABv0/MtW0MYs9F90/s400/3253_95250776196_629361196_2482020_5419305_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333345430232654482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgPZf5hd0TI/AAAAAAAABv8/4dlc_dcy378/s1600-h/3253_95250786196_629361196_2482022_1446994_n.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgPZf5hd0TI/AAAAAAAABv8/4dlc_dcy378/s400/3253_95250786196_629361196_2482022_1446994_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333345525777158450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgPZkNO3xHI/AAAAAAAABwE/SCRq72WBeWE/s1600-h/3253_95255981196_629361196_2482081_8342669_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgPZkNO3xHI/AAAAAAAABwE/SCRq72WBeWE/s400/3253_95255981196_629361196_2482081_8342669_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333345599787353202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My eyes looked so sleepy in the past. So, i did a short lift on both my eyes, but the doctor did a bad job, which is why i am having one big one small eyes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did a slight liposuction on my lower cheek, and move it to my upper cheek. This is also to make my cheek looks more well defined and clearer.Besides, the chubbier upper check will make me look younger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bleached my skin for 5 treatments. That is why i am so white/fair now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This is how i look like now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgPasOhntCI/AAAAAAAABwM/LatxnCgQriI/s1600-h/Picture0007.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgPasOhntCI/AAAAAAAABwM/LatxnCgQriI/s400/Picture0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333346837085008930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My eyes are so much bigger now without making any effort.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am so much whiter now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My face look longer with the clearer cheek bone and my chin look more distinct.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My upper cheek look rounder now, and my lower cheek does not have so much fat anymore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Quite successful ya? Anyone who is thinking about having plastic surgery, u can email me.. I will recommend you who to go to. Professional and cheap.. 100% satisfaction.. (wth, sounds so wrong)... I am happy that i did that surgery to make me look better now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-4052721678228599737?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/4052721678228599737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=4052721678228599737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4052721678228599737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4052721678228599737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/05/luck-oh-luck.html' title='Luck... Oh Luck..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgPZaVl4YpI/AAAAAAAABv0/MtW0MYs9F90/s72-c/3253_95250776196_629361196_2482020_5419305_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-5938115762686897025</id><published>2009-05-06T00:13:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:52:28.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Attack..</title><content type='html'>My class ended at 1.30pm today. When  i got home, i felt like i was going to have a heart attack anytime soon...  My heart beat so fast as if I just saw someone i love, or I thought i am gonna sing in front of 10000000 people.... My heart was pumping so fast like never before...  I calmed myself down and tried to remember if i had consumed anything that might lead to this symptom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, i have "Google"  as my best friend... I did some research and realized that, yea, i did drink something that almost killed me.. I was walking in front to Reg Library and there were these few hot chicks giving out free drinks... I walked closer to them  &lt;strike&gt;to see how hot they are&lt;/strike&gt;, and they gave me this nicely bottled drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgEi83NpeZI/AAAAAAAABvM/__IvUnWI29w/s1600-h/05052009509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgEi83NpeZI/AAAAAAAABvM/__IvUnWI29w/s400/05052009509.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332581862792067474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a kind of those energy booster drink, similar to Red Bull. I actually drank it without realizing that it was actually an energy booster drink... I drank the whole big bottle in a gulp because i was so thirsty after eating the freaking not nice Chinese Bun... My heart actually started pumping faster immediately after i drank it. But i never realize it because I thought i was just too nervous as i was doing an in class presentation after drinking it... This "nervousness" continued until i was back home, only then I realized something must be wrong... LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you face the same problem as i did after drinking energy booster drink, you should:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat any form of food that can absorb liquid such as bread, rice, pretzel, chips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink more plain water. Try not to drink/eat any sweet stuff..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rest well, and avoid doing any tiring exercises that will further increase your heart beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If all three don't work, then consult a doctor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;p/s: Anyway, i think i am just allergic to energy booster drink... So, i am not asking anyone of you from not drinking that drink, just to make sure i will not be sued. LMAO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i changed the furniture layout of my room.. My room looks more spacious now, with more space for me to dance, sing, and be crazy... I also bought some vases as room decor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgEkA567lmI/AAAAAAAABvU/cWKNs0gTEM8/s1600-h/IMG_6968-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgEkA567lmI/AAAAAAAABvU/cWKNs0gTEM8/s400/IMG_6968-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332583031749973602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vases By the Window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgEkHYR2TeI/AAAAAAAABvc/oxRS2QjkeQM/s1600-h/IMG_6970-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgEkHYR2TeI/AAAAAAAABvc/oxRS2QjkeQM/s400/IMG_6970-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332583142978375138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Work Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgEkMTn7OXI/AAAAAAAABvk/uELhLPhDaFU/s1600-h/IMG_6971-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgEkMTn7OXI/AAAAAAAABvk/uELhLPhDaFU/s400/IMG_6971-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332583227628140914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;** the Polaroid-ed pictures do not look as good, so i decided to post the original picture too..**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgElCpJm5_I/AAAAAAAABvs/zyEdNfPzwHc/s1600-h/IMG_6968.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgElCpJm5_I/AAAAAAAABvs/zyEdNfPzwHc/s400/IMG_6968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332584161119496178" 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/2682202800031159632-5938115762686897025?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/5938115762686897025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=5938115762686897025&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5938115762686897025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5938115762686897025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/05/heart-attack.html' title='Heart Attack..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SgEi83NpeZI/AAAAAAAABvM/__IvUnWI29w/s72-c/05052009509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-1639035594230637837</id><published>2009-05-04T21:36:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:32:12.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Right Path Taken?</title><content type='html'>I have just gotten back my economics mid term paper.. Of course, i didn't fail the paper but oh well, i didn't do that well... As a reminder, i am majoring in Economics... Why Economics? Don't ask me why, as i never even apply for it... 4 years ago, i applied Medicine for JPA, Medicine for Asean, Pharmacy for UEM, Pharmacy for Inti, Law for MMU, and Law for BNM.. Can you see any similarities in  there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to talk cock and argue and debate, that is why Law is one of my option.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Biology more than i love any other subject, besides designing and art. (i heard some of you saying "Ewww, how on Earth can someone actually love Biology" ) . That is why Medicine and Pharmacy were my options too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a pure science kid who never handle econs classes, although i thought i am interested in it when i took it in Singapore for A Levels.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So, how did i end up doing Economics? Again, because of my stupid mouth. I was trying hard to impress my interviewer the other day, and i told them i collected RM 5000 for Tsunami Victims.. bla bla bla... And they said, "You will work better as an economist, not as lawyer" Few weeks later, i received a call - "Jay Sern Tan, congrats, Economics , America, accept or not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was desperate for a scholarship after failing my application for Medicine. I said yes without a second thought. I was thinking that being a banker is not that bad, at least, i can dress up so nicely and dont have to worry of being on-call 24/7.  Out working at 8am, and back at 4.30pm... Spent the evening with family, friends or sports... That is what i call as life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, it seems like i am really struggling with this thing... I dont think i have that much passion in Economics, although not that i am in love with anything else [except someone.. : )] . I do not hate economics tho, but i just dont have special interest in it.. In the past, i never complain how hard is my biology class... Now, i complained and rather gave up complaining on my econ classes... Compared to my counterpart, my batch mates who are doing economics in my school, it seems like i am achieve nothing... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, even if i am given the chance to do Medicine or Pharmacy, will i be happier? No, i do not know... Maybe grass is always greener on the other side of land? (ok, i might use it wrongly, i am bad in idioms.. so, treat it as a joke if it is wrongly used) Maybe i will really be happy if i can pursue my studies in Graphics and Interior Design... Up to this point, i am not sure if i have taken the right path... Advises anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday, i am taking part in the Chicago Idol Final Round. I won it last year, but this year, my chances of winning is 0.00001%. By winning, i am not saying to be the champ. It will be a daunting task for me to be in the Top 3 this year, let alone to be the champion. This year, for don't know what reason, so many terror people are taking part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My short description of myself and the song that i am gonna sing!&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i cut out some words here to&lt;br /&gt;prevent myself from upsetting someone.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;p p/s: a girl who i like, heard it? see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sf-pS2w8z8I/AAAAAAAABu0/6nLLE2Wyl68/s1600-h/2879_1120239963112_1140420111_30462465_6044839_n2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sf-pS2w8z8I/AAAAAAAABu0/6nLLE2Wyl68/s400/2879_1120239963112_1140420111_30462465_6044839_n2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332166625233522626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need the winning prize money to pay for my rental , to pay for my food, to pay for my survival...  I need to win.. I really need to win... But again, i wont be disappointed if i lose anyway, cause i am not pinning on any hope of winning... Seems like this year i am losing my title of "Chicago Idol" to someone else... Hopefully there is a crowning ceremony, so that i can pass my trophy to the winner this year LMAO.. (like the beauty pageant style.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote for me , if there is any voting session ya! (ok, i made that up) ... I sucks in voting , especially after my downfall for CUSA Election.. LOL.. So, praying hard that there is actually no voting involved, because if they do, i will lose my ass even before competiting... -I am such a loner, and well, not many friends-  Or maybe i have a lot of friends who will turn against me when it comes to election and voting? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, show u some retard picture of mine using Polaroid software.. It definitely triggered my urge to buy a Polaroid... *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy... i wonder when can i be as happy as that again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sf-rF5hp2qI/AAAAAAAABvE/vuw99PppoLQ/s1600-h/n603946075_2127847_594679-pola01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sf-rF5hp2qI/AAAAAAAABvE/vuw99PppoLQ/s400/n603946075_2127847_594679-pola01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332168601659628194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at my eyes, one big one small..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sf-pzRFKNYI/AAAAAAAABu8/Ogcmsac5snE/s1600-h/Picture0007-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sf-pzRFKNYI/AAAAAAAABu8/Ogcmsac5snE/s400/Picture0007-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332167182053422466" 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/2682202800031159632-1639035594230637837?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/1639035594230637837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=1639035594230637837&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1639035594230637837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1639035594230637837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/05/right-path-taken.html' title='Right Path Taken?'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sf-pS2w8z8I/AAAAAAAABu0/6nLLE2Wyl68/s72-c/2879_1120239963112_1140420111_30462465_6044839_n2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-9008340785279539653</id><published>2009-05-02T22:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:19:44.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Sien To The Fullest...</title><content type='html'>I asked for extension for my paper which was supposed to due yesterday... I am 80% done with the paper now, but I know that it is a badly written paper... My content sucks to the fullest... "How will Freud suggest so that kids can develop into a happy and well-adjusted adult?" ... As i am writing this paper, it seems like i am advocating that marriage among siblings should be legalized LMAO... How How? My paper is going to advocating incest, but that is definitely not something that i want... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is May now, i am 6 weeks away from my summer... I need a break, like seriously needing one... And with my amazing summer plans coming up, i am really looking forward for it...Here's my summer plan:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** confirmed plans**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 15 - Flight to Los Angeles&lt;br /&gt;June 16 - Flight to Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;June 16 - June 29 - Taiwan 2 weeks trip&lt;br /&gt;June 29 - Flight back to Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;July 9- July 12- Singapore&lt;br /&gt;July 11- Sun Yan Zi's "The Answer Is... Concert 2009"&lt;br /&gt;July 18 - My 21st Birthday *cough cough hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;August 16 - Daddy's birthday&lt;br /&gt;August 26 - August 31 - Sydney, Australia&lt;br /&gt;Sept 1 - Sept 9 - Auckland, New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;Sept 9 - Sept 15 - Brisbane, Australia&lt;br /&gt;Sept 16 - Flight back to Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Sept 19 - Mummy's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Sept 25 - Flight back to Chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**tentative plans**&lt;br /&gt;end of july - Hong Kong Trip&lt;br /&gt;mid august - Genting Highland or Redang Island Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Done.. Damn excited.. CSP peeps, lets meet up in Singapore or Taiwan if we have the chance ya? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, this summer, really thanks to mum's good deal in getting me such cheap tickets to Australia. My round trip air ticket to Australia is only a mere RM1500, which is so cheap considering that i am actually taking Malaysia Airlines and i can earn mileage from it! And my round trip Australia -New Zealand ticket is only RM 600, and this is dirt cheap la ok? I know RM 2100 can do a lot of things, but then... if i go during other times, i might have to pay RM 3500-RM4000 for the same flights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooohooo~ Thinking of my summer plans make me happy to the max, especially i am celebrating my 21st birthday with my family and friends... Probably gonna have a party, but will depend on the progress of the house... *keep you guys updated*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-9008340785279539653?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/9008340785279539653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=9008340785279539653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/9008340785279539653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/9008340785279539653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/05/damn-sien-to-fullest.html' title='Damn Sien To The Fullest...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-4564282518672862373</id><published>2009-04-30T20:03:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:47:02.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Britney B***ch- The Circus Tour 2009!!</title><content type='html'>I went for Britney Spears Concert yesterday. It was amazing to watch, but not to listen. She lip synced most of the time and only sang one ballad, which was "everytime".  However, since the theme for the concert is "circus", there were a lot of acrobatics performances and they also incorporated all these circus elements into the dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpL1kXeM1I/AAAAAAAABtk/p_v_1G6Ai-c/s1600-h/IMG_6864.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpL1kXeM1I/AAAAAAAABtk/p_v_1G6Ai-c/s400/IMG_6864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330656492613677906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert actually started with an opening act by Pussycat Dolls. Goodness... They are damn hot! Like very hot..Huhz.. And they actually amazed me with their live singing... They sang pretty well, and strut our their booties while singing hits songs such as Don't Cha, Button and of course, they ended their performance with my favorite song, Stick With You! They really did a great job in warming up the audience.. Trust me, the audience just went crazy when all 5 of them appeared on stage wearing corset, tight skinny freaking shorts... Huhz... Hotz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpMRtZZigI/AAAAAAAABts/Zvj2D9MG-Qs/s1600-h/IMG_6868.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpMRtZZigI/AAAAAAAABts/Zvj2D9MG-Qs/s400/IMG_6868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330656976074017282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpOgIGb8qI/AAAAAAAABt8/ltI7tBusqfg/s1600-h/IMG_6873.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpOgIGb8qI/AAAAAAAABt8/ltI7tBusqfg/s400/IMG_6873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330659422783664802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpOSlVY2dI/AAAAAAAABt0/Lj-xtEs184o/s1600-h/IMG_6872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpOSlVY2dI/AAAAAAAABt0/Lj-xtEs184o/s400/IMG_6872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330659190112836050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Pussycat Dolls opening act, the show continued with some acrobatic performances, just like the what we always see in the circus... They were very entertaining, and some really amazed me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpOxtq6mZI/AAAAAAAABuE/CsS_KsbyQR4/s1600-h/IMG_6896.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpOxtq6mZI/AAAAAAAABuE/CsS_KsbyQR4/s400/IMG_6896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330659724926556562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpO8Osgz3I/AAAAAAAABuM/L9e7D8Abots/s1600-h/IMG_6902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpO8Osgz3I/AAAAAAAABuM/L9e7D8Abots/s400/IMG_6902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330659905590316914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, here comes, BRITNEY SPEARS! She came out through so some magic performance and started using the "SM" theme by entering the cage, using whips, etc... It was cool... Never did i expect i will ever see her singing in front of me! Come on, she is Britney Spears... No one hates her when she started her career with songs like, "Hit Me Baby One More Time" , "Opps I did It again"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpPWYpMIeI/AAAAAAAABuU/eOydzWeuiGk/s1600-h/IMG_6918.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpPWYpMIeI/AAAAAAAABuU/eOydzWeuiGk/s400/IMG_6918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330660354937332194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpPfQSYn_I/AAAAAAAABuc/0x1T_Hoqgzo/s1600-h/IMG_6923.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpPfQSYn_I/AAAAAAAABuc/0x1T_Hoqgzo/s400/IMG_6923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330660507313020914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only ballad of the night was "Everytime". I think she sang live for this song and did a pretty good job. However, it was funny then, she used a very kiddy voice while talking to the audience.. Damn funny...She sat on an umbrella (somehow reminded me of Mary Poppins!! )while singing "Everytime".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpPsvz5upI/AAAAAAAABuk/5G9hVrORnF4/s1600-h/IMG_6945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpPsvz5upI/AAAAAAAABuk/5G9hVrORnF4/s400/IMG_6945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330660739113400978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By watching her concert, one of my "American Dream" was accomplished.. Ha ha~ To be honest, one of my goal to come to America is to either watch her concert or Cristina's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpQAlg0j3I/AAAAAAAABus/RG-6PwsvpUQ/s1600-h/IMG_6931.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpQAlg0j3I/AAAAAAAABus/RG-6PwsvpUQ/s400/IMG_6931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330661079946399602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I am sure that this concert will not be brought into Malaysia. Even if they do, no one will want to see Britney's concert where she need to cover her body from head to toe... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great concert to WATCH, but definitely not nice to listen. Well, everyone was screaming till i could hardly listen to anything that she sang, if she did sing any.. haha.. Nevertheless, she really tried her very best in entertaining the audiences.. The stage was really big, and she danced non stop for almost 1.5 hours. This is something very difficult, especially for her who is trying to make a comeback..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go go Britney! You rocked the stage yesterday!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Next concert : IL Divo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-4564282518672862373?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/4564282518672862373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=4564282518672862373&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4564282518672862373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4564282518672862373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-britney-bch-circus-tour-2009.html' title='Is Britney B***ch- The Circus Tour 2009!!'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfpL1kXeM1I/AAAAAAAABtk/p_v_1G6Ai-c/s72-c/IMG_6864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-1397275284798957041</id><published>2009-04-29T12:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:45:27.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When the sky is still gloomy...</title><content type='html'>The temperature outside is getting colder and colder, probably gonna snow again (haha.. wtf).. It was damn hot two days ago, but it is cold and gloomy now... Cold and gloomy, hmm, probably best summarize my feeling right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came out from my exam hall.. I had my economics midterm, and i think i bombed it, again... Although i did "fill in" everything and never leave any questions blank, but well, this is America... In America, they do not give credits for just filling in the blanks (ok, some do, but most dont).. I still remember that many many years ago back in HSBP, whenever i do not know how to do an scientific essay question, i will b-s all the way from the beginning till the end, and can still end up getting a pretty A if not highest score... Haiy... Economics ohh economics... I thought i love you, but i think you love me more than i love you... I guess i am really a more scientific person after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i was quite concerned with something that has been bothering me... And instead of revising for my econs, i spent some time figuring out how to solve my problem..And i still fail to make any progress... T-T I need to consult a professional on this issue... I really need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i paid my May rental yesterday and my account is officially USD 5.60. And this precious USD5.60 will last me till 31 June 2009.. How can i survive with such little money? T-T And i do not want to use parents money since it make no sense... Why? Ok, last month, i transfered back my savings here back to Malaysia when the exchange rate rocketed to 3.81... Being the most cheapo person on Earth, i calculated nicely and that i will transfered back all my money back to Malaysia , leaving just sufficient amount of money for me to survive till June... I need to do that cause i am looking forward to buy my first house/condo when i am 28... And i am also working my ass off now (i am not a gigolo..wtf) in order to create a better future for myself... So, i brilliantly transfered back the money and felt so happy with that decision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana tahu, out of the sudden, i realized that i need to pay my usd 550 study abroad fee... So, i have no choice but to pay that fee, and that is why, now.. i am damn poor.. wait... not damn poor, is i am basically left with nothing now... T-T which leads to the fact that, i have to win the Chicago Idol next week regardless of what... MUST win!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-1397275284798957041?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/1397275284798957041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=1397275284798957041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1397275284798957041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1397275284798957041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-sky-is-still-gloomy.html' title='When the sky is still gloomy...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7961848063709752090</id><published>2009-04-28T01:59:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T02:20:24.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning of a Scary Week..</title><content type='html'>After a week of disastrous performance, i vow to make a comeback this week... (lol, sounds so dramatic, as if i will... -_-!!! ) But things have been getting better today, i wow-ed my fellow colleagues as i sang for them during out staff meeting.. You know, getting compliments , regardless of them being genuine or not, really boost up one's confidence... I sang "A Moment Like This" by Kelly Clarkson, and they listened so attentively... I am proud again... Thanks OMSA Folks.. Love you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the report card...&lt;br /&gt;Econ    - &lt;strike&gt;Problem Set due on Monday&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    - Midterm on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;SOSC  - &lt;strike&gt;Response paper due on Monday&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    - 6-8 pages long paper due on Friday&lt;br /&gt;Drama - &lt;strike&gt;One critical response paper due on Tuesday&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     - &lt;strike&gt;One role analysis paper due on Tuesday&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     - &lt;strike&gt;One scene analysis paper due on Tuesday&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some picture from the National Badminton League 2009...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Donny and I in action..&lt;br /&gt;*Donny : Jay, let's do our best and beat them..&lt;br /&gt;Jay : As if i care, dear captain.. (sarcastic tone)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfarJQVB8uI/AAAAAAAABtM/-bADl0OTMco/s1600-h/3140_1148745401047_1299951946_385150_3223440_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfarJQVB8uI/AAAAAAAABtM/-bADl0OTMco/s400/3140_1148745401047_1299951946_385150_3223440_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329635384529908450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy after beating Northwestern...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfarNPhztII/AAAAAAAABtU/yaLWSNYZ9po/s1600-h/3140_1148745681054_1299951946_385157_2805290_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfarNPhztII/AAAAAAAABtU/yaLWSNYZ9po/s400/3140_1148745681054_1299951946_385157_2805290_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329635453034542210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Discussing our strategy against Purdue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfarEGZO8ZI/AAAAAAAABtE/59I4ViQFOiE/s1600-h/3140_1148745761056_1299951946_385159_7152908_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfarEGZO8ZI/AAAAAAAABtE/59I4ViQFOiE/s400/3140_1148745761056_1299951946_385159_7152908_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329635295963836818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least..With Chen Si.. Top shuttler in UofC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfarSROT-NI/AAAAAAAABtc/55BXTwWd1rE/s1600-h/3140_1148746281069_1299951946_385172_6677517_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfarSROT-NI/AAAAAAAABtc/55BXTwWd1rE/s400/3140_1148746281069_1299951946_385172_6677517_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329635539388987602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol.. the dialogues between Donny and Iare fabricated and they are not true at all.. I really respect Donny so much so that i listed him as one of the most successful person i have ever met... Why? He is the Badminton Club Pressie, he owns a good and stable career, he owns a Master degree from GSB, he owns a BMW (5 series i think), he owns a nice house downtown Chicago, and he owns a nice family with a one year old baby boy, Michael.. And he is only 30 years old!! I am now almost 21, and i have yet achieve anything comparable to his~ Shame sia~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Donny, if you happen to read this, don't be too emotional.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Little thoughts:-&lt;br /&gt;1- I've learnt to let go things more easily than before... Losing election is nothing... But i will keep to my principle of not hurting anyone through election despite being hurt.. *ehem ehem cough cough* ... Besides election, i have learnt to let go things that are not supposed to be mine.. *cough cough till vomit blood again.. Lastly, i've also learnt to let go *cough cough till giddy* things that i am not good in, such as *cough cough, ehem ehem, wink wink* Economics... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-7961848063709752090?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7961848063709752090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7961848063709752090&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7961848063709752090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7961848063709752090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-beginning-of-scary-week.html' title='A New Beginning of a Scary Week..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfarJQVB8uI/AAAAAAAABtM/-bADl0OTMco/s72-c/3140_1148745401047_1299951946_385150_3223440_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-6295463759170807170</id><published>2009-04-26T21:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:04:07.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>National Badminton League Result</title><content type='html'>I played for a consecutive 8 hours, probably the toughest and most tiring competition i have ever took part in.. Here's my result:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(only games that involved me)&lt;br /&gt;UChicago VS University of Illinois Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Men double - Won both games&lt;br /&gt;Men single - Lost one game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UChicago VS Eastern University Illinois&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't fielded in this round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UChicago VS UPenn&lt;br /&gt;Men Double - Lost both games&lt;br /&gt;Men Single - Won one game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UChicago VS Northwestern&lt;br /&gt;Men Double - Won one and lost one&lt;br /&gt;Men Single - Lost one because i was sub in when we were trailing at 2-9.. Game ended at 14-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UChicago VS Purdue&lt;br /&gt;Men Single - Lost one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict : I am not a good double player... And today, i suck! Enough said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ends my failure week in a high note... Failed in human relation, failed in election, failed in singing, failed in my academics, and now, failed in badminton... Start to wonder if i am good in anything? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-6295463759170807170?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/6295463759170807170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=6295463759170807170&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/6295463759170807170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/6295463759170807170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/04/national-badminton-league-result.html' title='National Badminton League Result'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-4864205855306941444</id><published>2009-04-26T21:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:16:22.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-4864205855306941444?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/4864205855306941444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=4864205855306941444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4864205855306941444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4864205855306941444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-6013432904544160663</id><published>2009-04-25T15:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:28:36.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Student Abuse..</title><content type='html'>Is Saturday afternoon now. The weather outside is great , a little bit of sun with a little bit of rain... I know most people hate gloomy rainy days, but i personally love rainy days the most... I feel very excited and calm and happy when the sky turns gloomy and rains... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back in the past, during Saturday, i would probably be watching my non stop TV marathon, training for my badminton, eating my favorite food and etc... But all these will never happen anymore, as i am stuck in UChicago... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the "i-failed-everything-that-i-did-this-week", i am still being flooded with heavy workload that is killing me... Let's see what do i have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton - National Badminton League on Sunday (tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;Econ    - Problem Set due on Monday&lt;br /&gt;          - Midterm on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;SOSC  - Response paper due on Monday&lt;br /&gt;          - 6-8 pages long paper due on Friday&lt;br /&gt;Drama - One critical response paper due on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;           - One role analysis paper due on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;           - One scene analysis paper due on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, both mentally and physically... Haven't been sleeping well these few days, with so many failures + all these heavy workload, i have been having nightmares almost every night... I am also starting to get "afternoonmares" while having a short nap... That shows how tense i am now.. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can i call the police for student abuse? lmao"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, i guess i am still coping well... Everybody is also facing the same thing, and if others can do it, why can't I do it? Hmm... Yesterday, i found a place to scream my lung out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfNzwu5v_BI/AAAAAAAABs8/CVDyLjvnybE/s1600-h/24042009502.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfNzwu5v_BI/AAAAAAAABs8/CVDyLjvnybE/s400/24042009502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328730065170594834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spent 15 minutes sitting by the lake, listening to me Ipod, calming myself now, stopping all my discontentment and anger from overwhelming me... Such a stunning and pretty view really help in soothing my emotion and releasing my tension...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I am through to the final round of Chicago Idol... Not very happy about it because i was annoyed with something... Will decide if i should carry on after i am done with all my works!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-6013432904544160663?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/6013432904544160663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=6013432904544160663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/6013432904544160663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/6013432904544160663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/04/student-abuse.html' title='Student Abuse..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SfNzwu5v_BI/AAAAAAAABs8/CVDyLjvnybE/s72-c/24042009502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-9022114996891484455</id><published>2009-04-24T11:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:53:20.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week of Total Failure...</title><content type='html'>This week has been really hard on me.... I have been failing in everything that i have been doing... From election, to audition, to studies, to human relation, and basically everything... Argh... Feel like a total failure again... but anyway, forget about my ranting... This post is meant to "appreciate" the two person who make my week even worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You &amp;amp; You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &amp;amp; You thinks that you all are friendly,&lt;br /&gt;But actually, you all are just pathetic worms,&lt;br /&gt;With no friends,&lt;br /&gt;Disown by own groups,&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, you &amp;amp; you are just loner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be friends with you all,&lt;br /&gt;Although everyone says you and you are weird,&lt;br /&gt;I feel that you and you deserve my friendship,&lt;br /&gt;But i guess not anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I blame myself,&lt;br /&gt;For giving you my sympathy,&lt;br /&gt;You &amp;amp; you are just disgusting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You number 1,&lt;br /&gt;You think you are very clever,&lt;br /&gt;Obviously you are not...&lt;br /&gt;Clever  people don't work this hard now..&lt;br /&gt;Clever people has a lot of friends around..&lt;br /&gt;Look at you,&lt;br /&gt;You have basically nothing around you...&lt;br /&gt;You are a LONELY, PATHETIC, DISGUSTING being!!&lt;br /&gt;Poor you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You number 1,&lt;br /&gt;You are damn annoying,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why i tried so hard to talk to you,&lt;br /&gt;To advise you...&lt;br /&gt;If you continue to be like this,&lt;br /&gt;I am sure,&lt;br /&gt;You will fail in your life..&lt;br /&gt;(or you already failing?)&lt;br /&gt;Others talk to you,&lt;br /&gt;Not because you are nice and friendly..&lt;br /&gt;But because they are just giving you their sympathy,&lt;br /&gt;because you are a loner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You number 2,&lt;br /&gt;ever since the first day i know you,&lt;br /&gt;The whole world ask me not to be friend you..&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are weird...&lt;br /&gt;I deny that,&lt;br /&gt;And gives our friendship a chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again,&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong...&lt;br /&gt;You are the most disgusting people on Earth..&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate you,&lt;br /&gt;Cause loner doesn't deserve my hatred...&lt;br /&gt;If you think that what you say is not hurting,&lt;br /&gt;Think about it again...&lt;br /&gt;Don't always equate yourself with your "own people"&lt;br /&gt;Cause obviously you are not!!&lt;br /&gt;If you think you can sing better than me,&lt;br /&gt;Prove it and not "critically comment" without any sense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You And You..&lt;br /&gt;Please change...&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of your future..&lt;br /&gt;If not,&lt;br /&gt;I will recommend you to see..&lt;br /&gt;A psychiatrist..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it helps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok... I wont tell anyone who is you &amp;amp; you... So, don't even bother to ask me... Thanks~&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/2682202800031159632-9022114996891484455?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/9022114996891484455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=9022114996891484455&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/9022114996891484455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/9022114996891484455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/04/week-of-total-failure.html' title='A Week of Total Failure...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-2481786938995031293</id><published>2009-04-22T13:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:50:36.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cannot imagine...</title><content type='html'>Later today, probably 4 more hours from now, i will be attending CUSA (Chinese Student Association) Election. I will be running for vice president post and also treasurer as my second choice... It's been a long time since i was last involved in a competitive election... After graduating from HSBP, I only took part in two elections, and i won with a landslide victory.. Once in INTEC where i garnered more votes than the President (should have run for President instead.. ), and once in UChicago, where my challengers actually asked people to vote for me instead of him during his speech.. So, the previous two elections weren't really that competitive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the one that is going to be held tonight is definitely one of the most competitive one.. I am up running against three other people... All in fact, all three are equally strong contenders... But never did i expect, i am able to stay calm and cool without losing my nerves.. Back in HSBP, i will now start to fret and plan for various strategies to win the election... By saying strategies, i have to admit they include backstabbing, scheming and evil plans... (But again, everyone does that in HSBP la *ehem ehem*)  And yes, i was afraid to lose back in HSBP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when i am in Uchicago, this kind of kiasu-ism seems to fade off in me, partly because i no longer have what it takes to be kiasu... I mean, if you wanna be number 1, you need to have the ability mar... But if you dont even have the ability and you try very hard to be number 1, that is not call kiasu, that is called as dreaming.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this CUSA election too, i saw the evil side of human nature... I saw how scary one can be, or how "clever" one can be in order to win an election... And yes, i don't like that... I bet this was how others felt when they saw me doing the same thing back in HSBP... Scheming, scary, kiasu... Goodness... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SORRY SIA TO ANYONE THAT I HAVE HURT  DURING THE DAYS WHEN I WAS CRAZY OVER POSTS in HSBP.. HAHAHAHA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My supervisor just came in( i am working now), and i have to go... Haiy, hopefully everything will turn out fine.. It doesn't matter if i lose, i don't really care... Will i be sad if i lose? Unexpectedly, i will say - NOT AT ALL... :)  I guess i have grown a lil to be a young man... Ha ha~&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2682202800031159632-2481786938995031293?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/2481786938995031293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=2481786938995031293&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2481786938995031293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2481786938995031293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/04/cannot-imagine.html' title='Cannot imagine...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-3312341026500058483</id><published>2009-04-16T00:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:20:50.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confirmed..</title><content type='html'>Nothing much, just officially declared that I have bought the ticket to see "The Answer is...孙燕姿2009 World Tour"... It will be on July 11, Singapore Indoor Stadium... The ticket is expensive, probably the most expensive ticket i have bought so far.... But well, i will be sitting in row 15, so, just merely 14 rows away from her.. wtf... Treating this as an early 21st birthday gift for myself, unless anyone wants to sponsor? Feel free to contact me.. lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excited sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SebAEZuRaxI/AAAAAAAABs0/ZIKk9ZQ3j-Q/s1600-h/U1819P28T3D2402767F329DT20090305093059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SebAEZuRaxI/AAAAAAAABs0/ZIKk9ZQ3j-Q/s400/U1819P28T3D2402767F329DT20090305093059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325154791269165842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-3312341026500058483?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/3312341026500058483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=3312341026500058483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3312341026500058483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3312341026500058483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/04/confirmed.html' title='Confirmed..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SebAEZuRaxI/AAAAAAAABs0/ZIKk9ZQ3j-Q/s72-c/U1819P28T3D2402767F329DT20090305093059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-103704436454085254</id><published>2009-04-14T22:42:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T01:46:57.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SAMSU Citylights 2009 - Poker Tournament</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, I attended SAMSU Annual Show - Citylights. Unlike other cultural shows (except CUSA since CUSA has a great singer *ehem ehem*) , SAMSU (Singaporean Student Association) organized a poker tournament this year, in conjunction with the success of having the first every casino on the island... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/MyAcer/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event started with a few talks on luck versus strategy (something like that). As usual, i did not attend any of such talks because i do not want to embarrass myself by sleeping during the talk! I went straight to the dinner with  my roommies...  And yea,  i did make an effort to dress up with my new cardigan... *my cardigan received more praises that i did on that night.. damn T-T* "Jay, your cardigan looks so good... " "Cool Cardigan.." "I wanna buy for my boyfriend too, where did you buy your cardigan? " What about my look, my face? wtf~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Wilson and Da Wei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVaBJmrHAI/AAAAAAAABsE/b3tsqtLQEIg/s1600-h/2837_75583021407_613316407_2095489_6811291_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVaBJmrHAI/AAAAAAAABsE/b3tsqtLQEIg/s400/2837_75583021407_613316407_2095489_6811291_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324761110239976450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Datuk Kegon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVaS7K0oZI/AAAAAAAABsM/N6X2x7OEs8M/s1600-h/IMG_6824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVaS7K0oZI/AAAAAAAABsM/N6X2x7OEs8M/s400/IMG_6824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324761415602708882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After the dinner, we had the first elimination round of poker tournament... Together with some of my friends, we decided to sit at one table so that at least one of us get to go to the final round... Supposedly, the first six person out of 130++ contestant who cleared the table would proceed to the final round.. So, with about 5 minutes left to the end of first round, everyone in my table decided to do all "one game decides the winner" round.. And yea, i won that round and was declared as the first finalist!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See.. First finalist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVbIrogp3I/AAAAAAAABsU/_K7zOX7BO4s/s1600-h/IMG_6825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVbIrogp3I/AAAAAAAABsU/_K7zOX7BO4s/s400/IMG_6825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324762339145197426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During the final round, the situation was really tense.. Some of the finalist looked damn pro, or rather, they are indeed very poor, kept saying terms that i do not understand... "Limping in, lumping out, all day, half day.. etc etc" lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Final round, in a closed room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVdgRbgigI/AAAAAAAABss/o2f1oL8wIr8/s1600-h/IMG_6827.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVdgRbgigI/AAAAAAAABss/o2f1oL8wIr8/s400/IMG_6827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324764943451458050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the finalists' phone were confiscated..&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the most chio one is mine... er.. maybe not, with an Iphone there.. T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVc-c7MkqI/AAAAAAAABsk/7nB1B0ijqBU/s1600-h/IMG_6826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVc-c7MkqI/AAAAAAAABsk/7nB1B0ijqBU/s400/IMG_6826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324764362421605026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But luck was not with me during the early rounds.. I went all in with a pair of K, and who knows, i lost to this guy who had a pair of A's.. There goes my money... From 200 over dollars, i was left with 15 dollars (because i have more money that him.. so his all in ≠ my all in...)&lt;br /&gt;The SAMSU committee really put a lot of effort in making this tournament looked very professional.. See, they even have screen showing our cards to the audience in the audience room... Damn pro right? *claps claps claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you spot me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVcqq2jg_I/AAAAAAAABsc/5z3wBz8Ereo/s1600-h/2837_75591326407_613316407_2095627_1969384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVcqq2jg_I/AAAAAAAABsc/5z3wBz8Ereo/s400/2837_75591326407_613316407_2095627_1969384_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324764022562849778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you think that i am the first person to be kicked out, then you are wrong.. Lady luck was hugging me after my disastrous mistake earlier, and since than, i kept winning like never before... One by one was kicked out of the room, and left with three of the finalist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, in the end, i went all in again with 150 chips with the base card of A and a J... Up against another finalist (the eventual winner) who has a Q and an 8... But never did i expect, the dealers opened two Q's for the first three cards, and thus, i was declared as the 2nd runner-up for the poker tournament!! (ok, they never really declare, but since i was memang third, then i self declare la)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;3rd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Poker&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;nam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*applause applause*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Fast fast come play poker with me... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-103704436454085254?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/103704436454085254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=103704436454085254&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/103704436454085254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/103704436454085254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/04/samsu-citylights-2009-poker-tournament.html' title='SAMSU Citylights 2009 - Poker Tournament'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SeVaBJmrHAI/AAAAAAAABsE/b3tsqtLQEIg/s72-c/2837_75583021407_613316407_2095489_6811291_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7566970057978277023</id><published>2009-04-11T01:00:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:26:31.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Decided to take a break.. And be a loser....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is officially end of week 2 now... The last two weeks has been really difficult for me, because i was facing with several problems... I tried my very best to solve them one by one , but it just seems too much for me that i chose to give up instead of trying to solve... But I am glad that, most of the problems are solved now... What problems that i have been facing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Classes to choose. I am currently declaring myself as double major in "economics and psychology" major. However, this lead me to the cruelty of taking hardcore psychology classes which i have no fundamental knowledge at all.  I tried out 3 classes, two scares me off with the 150 pages reading per week , and another one rejected my presence! This problem was solved as i have decided to make this quarter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; FREE AND EASY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Econs, Drama, EALC, and Social Science, with 9 hours of working (~USD 85 per week), with intensive training in badminton and body toning! And not to mention, tons and tons of drama! haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I am not so ambitious after all, maybe i just dont really like economics that much, or i am just being too ignorant... Unlike my friends from other nation *ehem ehem* who strive hard to get into good classes to learn more things, i decided to sit back and relax .... Life is too short to do things you are not interested in... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Subletting my room for summer. I want to find someone whom i can trust to take over my room over summer... A few people contacted me, but it just seems like they are not they right candidate... I need to find a nerd, who will not mess around on my bed , if you know what i mean... Alas, thanks to Vincent A, this problem was solved as he decided to take over my room over summer.. Trimas Vincent A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- I am risking the chance of not going to Barcelona for Study Abroad after all.. And by doing so, i am waving goodbye to my non refundable USD 550 deposit.... Keeping my fingers crossed that i will get to go after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Goodness, i wonder why they should change the policy and dont let me go to Barcelona to act out my very own version of "Meteor Garden II"... I need to go there to find my San Cai .. wtf.... I need to go there to immerse myself with the culture... Barcelona.... Please.. Tell me i am going to see you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4- Some sad love story... I feel like i am a spare tyre now... Use me when only i am needed... Lie to me when you feel like doing so.... And alas, change me when you have a better tyre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Adrian, maybe i should really follow what you have been telling me... Adrian, adrian.. But that is so hard... I finally understand what you say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some good news to share... I am going to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"THE ANSWER IS...SUN YAN ZI WORLD TOUR 2009"&lt;/span&gt;.... It will be held on July 11 in Singapore, which is one week before my 21st birthday *cough cough* (i dont need cough cyrup) *wink wink* (i dont need eyes drop)... Damn excited sia.... Well update more on this when i have my confirmation about this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided to blog regularly now... For the past few months, i have only been blogging once a week... And since i am in a "Free and EAsy" mode for this quarter, i have decided that... I should continue blogging!! *claps claps* wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;--- end of this boring and lame post----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-7566970057978277023?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7566970057978277023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7566970057978277023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7566970057978277023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7566970057978277023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/04/decided-to-take-break-and-be-loser.html' title='Decided to take a break.. And be a loser....'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-2443700883748183653</id><published>2009-04-03T00:21:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:05:24.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahamas is so pretty!</title><content type='html'>Hmm... It feels a little bit weird when i logged into blogsphere, probably because i have been MIA for quite some time... There are many things that i want to share, but i guess I will have to do maybe over the weekend since i think I should really talk about my Bahamas Trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I went to Bahamas over my spring break for 6 days and 5 nights. I would not say it is really really crazily-super-duper pretty, mainly because i think Malaysia also has islands that are as pretty as Nassau but only cost one third of the total expenditures that i had invested on this trip. But nevertheless, it was still a pretty chill, relaxing, and nice place to visit. I have to say that i did feel so well recharged after the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Transit in Charlotte (everyone looked damn sleepy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWeXF99EUI/AAAAAAAABqU/nTxC3oax-J8/s1600-h/IMG_6575.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWeXF99EUI/AAAAAAAABqU/nTxC3oax-J8/s400/IMG_6575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320332654384320834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the BNM juniors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfEV33BWI/AAAAAAAABqc/YjzaWpcGNo4/s1600-h/n504170706_6327567_5946689.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfEV33BWI/AAAAAAAABqc/YjzaWpcGNo4/s400/n504170706_6327567_5946689.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320333431747839330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Legal Age to Drink : 18&lt;br /&gt;Yard size Magarita almost killed Naohiro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfLTtSzdI/AAAAAAAABqk/QOKNGtrJxyg/s1600-h/2663_555808518140_2908338_32717678_3954168_n.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfLTtSzdI/AAAAAAAABqk/QOKNGtrJxyg/s400/2663_555808518140_2908338_32717678_3954168_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320333551425736146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the beautiful beaches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfzl5gMrI/AAAAAAAABrM/NJ8eukFzhQY/s1600-h/n603946075_2127849_5494809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfzl5gMrI/AAAAAAAABrM/NJ8eukFzhQY/s400/n603946075_2127849_5494809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320334243503551154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfiAWW9iI/AAAAAAAABq8/UdelBCt1pAQ/s1600-h/n603946075_2127844_2919605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfiAWW9iI/AAAAAAAABq8/UdelBCt1pAQ/s400/n603946075_2127844_2919605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320333941366257186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfvNMBDGI/AAAAAAAABrE/uI1iLvI8ch4/s1600-h/n603946075_2127847_594679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfvNMBDGI/AAAAAAAABrE/uI1iLvI8ch4/s400/n603946075_2127847_594679.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320334168150838370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfbwH0QeI/AAAAAAAABq0/q7Kx38MCCSg/s1600-h/n603946075_2127824_6889778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfbwH0QeI/AAAAAAAABq0/q7Kx38MCCSg/s400/n603946075_2127824_6889778.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320333833931080162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really enjoyed the snorkelling session because the snorkelling package that we took clearly proved to hardcore for many people... Many people actually vomitted on the boat because of the very huge waves.... But i really really liked it so much because the water was quite clear, and I was actually given the chance to snorkel at the spot with sharks within 2 meters away from me... I personally think that those sharks are already immune to human presence as they didnt not even bother to "bite" me when i dip my nice flabby juicy belly into the water.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWgAtz4nDI/AAAAAAAABrk/mYWSShkDYlI/s1600-h/P3250249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWgAtz4nDI/AAAAAAAABrk/mYWSShkDYlI/s400/P3250249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320334468965768242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfYa8ifNI/AAAAAAAABqs/X2r48iqb6ew/s1600-h/n504170706_6327619_4880716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWfYa8ifNI/AAAAAAAABqs/X2r48iqb6ew/s400/n504170706_6327619_4880716.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320333776707026130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And Bahamas trip is definitely not perfect without visiting Atlantis!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big Aquarium..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWkHtxktTI/AAAAAAAABr8/0Wk5zjHbk1s/s1600-h/IMG_6702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWkHtxktTI/AAAAAAAABr8/0Wk5zjHbk1s/s400/IMG_6702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320338987261670706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWhL1w3RXI/AAAAAAAABr0/pSA4BLboPDg/s1600-h/IMG_6698.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWhL1w3RXI/AAAAAAAABr0/pSA4BLboPDg/s400/IMG_6698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320335759590770034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hotel that we wanted to stay initially, but we are just to cheapo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWg8EyljtI/AAAAAAAABrs/Km530FCqwuY/s1600-h/IMG_6685.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWg8EyljtI/AAAAAAAABrs/Km530FCqwuY/s400/IMG_6685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320335488746622674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And also, we celebrated Gloria's 20th Birthday in Bahamas. WE surprised her with a cake before accompanying her to do snorkelling.. It was her first time doing snorkelling and i think it will also be her last time.. :p (right, Gloria? ) But when we think about it, it will be so cool to tell others that, "I celebrated my 20th Birthday doing snorkelling in Bahamas..!! "  Damn nice lar... I want to do something similar to for my 21st birthday this coming July..  *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWf7D_Sn2I/AAAAAAAABrc/7DgW8ZKnW3c/s1600-h/n603946075_2127883_6468065.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWf7D_Sn2I/AAAAAAAABrc/7DgW8ZKnW3c/s400/n603946075_2127883_6468065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320334371839975266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course, the World Famous Straw Market in Bahamas is also a must go place. Vendors at Chow Kit and Petaling Street should definitely learn from the vendors at Straw Market. They are so polite, nice, and friendly even though you do not intend to buy aything from them... You can even try to bargain and not buy anything... If you do that in Petaling Street, i am sure the "holy" "SWEAR YOU TO DIE script" will come out from the vendors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWf3XCvIuI/AAAAAAAABrU/JDqki5a48Oc/s1600-h/n603946075_2127873_3995843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWf3XCvIuI/AAAAAAAABrU/JDqki5a48Oc/s400/n603946075_2127873_3995843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320334308235223778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really had much fun traveling with this bunch of people, although sometimes i still feel that traveling in a group of 8 is kinda troublesome...But well, i am glad things worked out pretty fine and we did enjoy ourselves to the max!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, one sad point during this trip is, whenever i went to pubs or clubs, i will have to show them my ID like 5 times in a night... Everyone thought that i am a 15 years old high school kid... When i was dancing &lt;strike&gt;not grinding&lt;/strike&gt; with other people, I could clearly see many eyes looking towards me with very very damn irritating skeptical eyes...I am sure they must be thinking that "Damn, this underage guys is trying to be funny and steal our girls..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that i look like 15 years old was brought up again and again for like 100x in Bahamas. Towards the end of the trip, i was so lazy (and depressed) to explain, and hence, i introduced myself with a new identity.. Jae Seung, Chin , 15 years old, Korean American... That is my new identity.. :p&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/2682202800031159632-2443700883748183653?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/2443700883748183653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=2443700883748183653&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2443700883748183653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2443700883748183653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/04/bahamas-is-so-pretty.html' title='Bahamas is so pretty!'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SdWeXF99EUI/AAAAAAAABqU/nTxC3oax-J8/s72-c/IMG_6575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-4505679678251156035</id><published>2009-03-19T07:53:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:08:50.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Winter Quarter</title><content type='html'>It time again for me to wave goodbye to the very last bit of winter quarter...  I am sure that i will miss  the luxury of sitting beside the window, enjoying the fluffy snowflakes gracing the sky with a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows in my icy cold hands... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some reflection for winter 2009:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CUSA Show 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJCdt4X8sI/AAAAAAAABpU/XVOeX1pw3iA/s1600-h/n564771559_1820956_4726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJCdt4X8sI/AAAAAAAABpU/XVOeX1pw3iA/s400/n564771559_1820956_4726.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314883588550292162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJCg9DvanI/AAAAAAAABpc/6gNU3v2MGoY/s1600-h/n2911973_32537924_1882.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJCg9DvanI/AAAAAAAABpc/6gNU3v2MGoY/s400/n2911973_32537924_1882.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314883644164106866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, i was the musical director and the guest performer for the show.. Although i very much wanted to act in the show, i didn't get the chance to do it because "aiya, need to give freshmen a chance to act mar" ... But anyway, i personally think that i did a good job with the music selection throughout the shows, and did ok for my singing during the intermission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ski Trip 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJDRK6GG8I/AAAAAAAABpk/acCtronyUzc/s1600-h/n1156650695_30502339_5718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJDRK6GG8I/AAAAAAAABpk/acCtronyUzc/s400/n1156650695_30502339_5718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314884472515468226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once in a year event for me. This year, i went to a more challenging ski resort and this ambitious thought of mind definitely almost killed me. I fell from the "elevated chair" once, embarrassed myself in front of so many people. But well, it is definitely a nice and memorable ski trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing much this quarter especially since i started working. Supposed to sing for another 3 cultural shows, but all of them didn't turn out fine. And the economics crisis has definitely hit one the shows that my friend and i were planning... No funding = no show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been playing badminton for the entire quarter.. But next quarter, i am taking part in a few tournaments around Midwest and give myself a chance to represent Midwest at the Nationals. Hope i can get things right this time around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Academic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Self .Culture and Society 2&lt;br /&gt;This quarter has been great. I did 2 papers, one 15 pages long and the other 8 pages. Really enjoyed this quarter and to my surprise, i actually talked more in the class. To make things sweeter, i was awarded an A for my participation grade. I almost burst into tears when Prof Heath told me that, she appreciated my effort in class and gave me an A for doing that!&lt;br /&gt;Target : A / A-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fundamentals of Modern Physics&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the quarter, i almost withdrew from this class because i really could not stand the contents taught in the class... If you think the physics class i took last quarter was bad enough, i would say that this class gave me 300x more headaches.. But I came into the second half of the quarter, i realized that his class is really interesting after all... I think i learnt quite a lot from the professor.. And he is so easy going and friendly... Thumbs up for this class!&lt;br /&gt;Target : A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Introduction to Microeconomic Analysis 2&lt;br /&gt;This is the class that i need to do well... I think i did quite well for problem sets, very much thanks to the Singaporeans who never fails to help me...  I did ok-ly for my midterm, although i had a shock when i first got back my paper.. They made a mistake with my score and after the changes made, i felt so much safer and happier.. Ha ha~ But then, i did not put in very much effort for the finals, and i think i did not do as well as i wanted it to be...&lt;br /&gt;Target:  A-/ B+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinese New Year 2009 + Vincent's Birthday + Cookies Baking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJG-1lYx0I/AAAAAAAABp0/OR0vr6kQA4A/s1600-h/IMG_6229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJG-1lYx0I/AAAAAAAABp0/OR0vr6kQA4A/s400/IMG_6229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314888555600332610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJG1fh8PiI/AAAAAAAABps/saqcEWb4vwI/s1600-h/IMG_6205.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJG1fh8PiI/AAAAAAAABps/saqcEWb4vwI/s400/IMG_6205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314888395061476898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicago Auto Show 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJHS16QcPI/AAAAAAAABp8/b9Sd2mo1e-c/s1600-h/IMG_6410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJHS16QcPI/AAAAAAAABp8/b9Sd2mo1e-c/s400/IMG_6410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314888899285250290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yee Shen's Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SYPydv2iwcI/AAAAAAAABik/5KKHBCetblo/s1600-h/IMG_6279.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SYPydv2iwcI/AAAAAAAABik/5KKHBCetblo/s400/IMG_6279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297344179593200066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Cinta"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Received a rose for Valentines Day.. (Never gonna tell who gave me the flower_&lt;br /&gt;- Confessed to a girl after thinking for such a long time, but seems like nothing gonna happen... Well, not going to be sad, but sincerely hope she is leading a good life as she deserve it.. ("Malaysian English mode " See, i very noble de ok? Cannot get it then also must bless people de mar.. Love her doesn't mean have to own her right?  hahaha... WTF )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something special to note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Got rejected from all the big banks that i applied to for a summer internship... First time in my life, i am so unsuccessful in terms of doing an application... Ha ha, but knowing that the market is really bad and more deserving people also fail to get anything, i feel so much better... And this also give me the extra excuse to travel during summer... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Life is to short to do things that are stressful and not fun" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- But then, i was so happy with the recommendation given by my Drama Professor... He gave me a super duper wonderful recommendation (although i personally feels that he really overrated my performance in his review).. And because of that, i got into Barcelona Study Abroad Program. I am going to the place where F4 and Shan Cai have fun during Meteor Garden 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJJ0j1gqAI/AAAAAAAABqE/qDdCCJWyfjU/s1600-h/barcelona2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJJ0j1gqAI/AAAAAAAABqE/qDdCCJWyfjU/s400/barcelona2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314891677572311042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok... That's pretty much what happen during this quarter... In conclusion, it is a very pleasant and happy quarter.. But i have to admit, this quarter, there are quite a lot of "fxxking comments" coming out from PMS childish people.. But who cares? haha~ Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 11.30pm yesterday, a great beginning since i vowed to be healthier starting next quarter. And i shocked myself by waking up at 7.10am... Hmm... Ha ha~ I even made myself an awesome breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left, chicken nuggets, hotdogs, scrambled egss, banana cake&lt;br /&gt;with a cup of Minute Maid Low Acid Orange Juice.. Ha ha (random WTF )&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJZsCI457I/AAAAAAAABqM/VaoIgQpfmgs/s1600-h/IMG_6553.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJZsCI457I/AAAAAAAABqM/VaoIgQpfmgs/s400/IMG_6553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314909123273877426" 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/2682202800031159632-4505679678251156035?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/4505679678251156035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=4505679678251156035&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4505679678251156035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4505679678251156035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/03/bye-winter-quarter.html' title='Bye Winter Quarter'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/ScJCdt4X8sI/AAAAAAAABpU/XVOeX1pw3iA/s72-c/n564771559_1820956_4726.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7477447745129770764</id><published>2009-03-15T01:08:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:27:06.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals..</title><content type='html'>I am supposed to study for my finals right now...  I have Econs final on Monday and Physics on the following day... This quarter, i can see myself getting the lowest GPA ever since i came to University of Chicago.. I said the same thing last quarter, and i did get the lowest GPA compared to the other three quarters in my first year.. And i am not even kidding that my GPA is dropping again this quarter... Really cannot stand studying so hard!!! T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My very messy table ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbydResWEHI/AAAAAAAABo8/cuwBOh_kX_U/s1600-h/IMG_6551.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbydResWEHI/AAAAAAAABo8/cuwBOh_kX_U/s400/IMG_6551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313294584012738674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, i missed Saint Patrick's Day again.. I missed the chance to see the Chicago River being dyed in green color... I missed it last year, I missed it again this year, and i am going to miss it next year if i am going to Barcelona for study abroad... Gosh... Damn sad.... The worse part it, some of my friends did go to downtown and witnessed the whole thing WITHOUT me... Sad + depressed  x 123241435 times... (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guess that  i am not that popular after all huhz ?!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a non edited picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbycP9WtZ7I/AAAAAAAABo0/Ror64NVjjbA/s1600-h/111027276_da4da19102.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbycP9WtZ7I/AAAAAAAABo0/Ror64NVjjbA/s400/111027276_da4da19102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313293458372126642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Talking about studying for finals, I really cannot concentrate on my studies anymore... I guess it is because i am older now... I am not saying that " I AM OLD, SO I HAVE NO ENERGY TO STUDY" but rather, is more of like " I AM OLD, SO I HAVE TO MANY PROBLEMS IN LIFE THAT DISTRACT ME FROM STUDYING..." Bloggy bloggy, recently i am really unhappy with a lot of things... I wonder why life can be so complicated as we grow older...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I realize that people in Chicago are too rational to listen to complains and rants... Ha ha~ Whenever i try to complain or ranting out my discontentment, i am sure that i will be backfired... But well again, the problem might be from me.... but can you imagine how shitty it is when you tell someone about your discontentments, you will end up having lashing from "that someone"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And some people are just not sensitive enough to reciprocate your good deeds...  There are just people who thinks that it is natural for others to treat him well, and he does not need to treat others well... &lt;strike&gt; if you think you know or you are this person, i am telling you that i am damn disappointed with myself for treating you well &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lastly, today is NJ's birthday... Instead of studying for finals, we decided to take a break and celebrated for her... (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kenalah bodek si NJ ni sikit, konon konon nanti jadi Governor.. jangan lupa tau.. hang dah celebrate tiga tahun untuk you :p   *just kidding NJ*  Happy Birthday... )&lt;/span&gt;Since it is also Helen's birthday on Monday, so, we decided to have a 2 in 1 birthday dinner for both of them. in Cedars....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hong kong peeps...(with a taiwanese hand.. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbydfwUJa6I/AAAAAAAABpE/gb1wf3FvsU0/s1600-h/IMG_6539.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbydfwUJa6I/AAAAAAAABpE/gb1wf3FvsU0/s400/IMG_6539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313294829261253538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbyeaRhawRI/AAAAAAAABpM/x96TDEVjbns/s1600-h/IMG_6540.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbyeaRhawRI/AAAAAAAABpM/x96TDEVjbns/s400/IMG_6540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313295834607698194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to NJ and Helen~&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/2682202800031159632-7477447745129770764?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7477447745129770764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7477447745129770764&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7477447745129770764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7477447745129770764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/03/finals.html' title='Finals..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbydResWEHI/AAAAAAAABo8/cuwBOh_kX_U/s72-c/IMG_6551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-8655527891121948938</id><published>2009-03-13T19:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:44:09.821-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM? Do or Die Mission?</title><content type='html'>I realize that ever since i decided to work, i only have time to do posting once ever week.. T-T But well, i guess it is better than not doing any posting at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, few days ago, SPM (O-Levels equivalent) and STPM (A- Levels equivalent) results were announced. Thus, you can see Malaysian newspaper starting to have people commenting on scholarships, commenting on top students, commenting on the education system , bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;Few years ago, i personally took freaking many subjects (many in my term - of course not as much as 17 or 18 subjects ) for SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon completion of the examination, i was immediately offered a place to study in Singapore 3 weeks after my exam. So, i did not really "enjoy" the craze of any post-SPM party... But then again, i did ask this question to myself;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How important is the SPM examination? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why should we study so hard for it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And i knew the answer very well, much better than anyone else. SPM examination, especially for the non-bumis, is like the key to your future. That is why i studied so so hard for it. But why key to the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I fail to do well in SPM, this will also mean that i have to do Form 6 (Grade 12). And I really hate to do Form 6 as much as i hate brinjals and tofu. My family has the policy of saying no to colleges that requires money from their own pockets!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If i do well in SPM, then i can become a doctor..... This was what in my mind several years back. And the reality is, even if you do well in your SPM, you might still fail to be a doctor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If i do well in SPM, i can leave Malaysia and try to survive abroad by getting a scholarship. The is no way my parents can afford to invest RM 1 000 000 on my education alone, especially since my brother is also a scholar (added pressure)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on that three points, i guess it is good enough to say that SPM is indeed very important. But again, it does not mean that you are bound to fail in life if you flunk your SPM... There is still many other options available waiting for you! But what i am trying to say is, SPM is indeed important because it gives an easier path for your future if you do well... (like extremely well for non-bumis)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. This serious topic ends here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Friday night, and i am alone at home.. I just finished my 8 pages long paper, comparing a library to a prison! (yes, i know you like it.. :p  ) Vince went to Pierce for dinner (seems like our social circles arent that overlapping anymore) and Wilson went to Chinatown for dinner with his friends...  After writing the paper, i really enjoy being alone... At very least, i get to sing my heart out in my room without having the need to worry about others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, i tried cooking curry chicken from scratch... Cut the chicken, cut the onion.. bla bla bla... And glad that it turned out just nice! I always have the tendency to cook a lot even though i am eating alone.. -_-!!! Come come.. Next time i go back to Malaysia, i promise to cook for anyone of you who are willing to try my food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sbr74Dymy4I/AAAAAAAABoc/7ERNP3PBgu8/s1600-h/IMG_6533.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sbr74Dymy4I/AAAAAAAABoc/7ERNP3PBgu8/s400/IMG_6533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312835650945731458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at how shiny my curry chicken is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sbr8I3_rEeI/AAAAAAAABok/YPTYMz-A-7g/s1600-h/IMG_6534.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sbr8I3_rEeI/AAAAAAAABok/YPTYMz-A-7g/s400/IMG_6534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312835939837088226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And one more thing to announce:-&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get the "highly competitive" (quote from the email that they send to me) Barcelona Study Abroad Program, which means, i am going to spend three months in Barcelona if i decided to go after all.. It is really expensive for me to go there, flight tickets, food, bla bla bla.. shopping.. bla bla bla... And to make things worse, i heard that &lt;strike&gt;someone that i dont really happy with&lt;/strike&gt; is also going (&lt;strike&gt;i already tone down a lot, so dont ask me to erase that line&lt;/strike&gt; )... I have about 20 days to decide.. Maybe i will decide when i am in Bahamas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, someone said she misses me.. So, here's a picture for YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sbr9R-hf0OI/AAAAAAAABos/S9Wbst-H-aU/s1600-h/IMG_6531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sbr9R-hf0OI/AAAAAAAABos/S9Wbst-H-aU/s400/IMG_6531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312837195720020194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2682202800031159632-8655527891121948938?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/8655527891121948938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=8655527891121948938&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/8655527891121948938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/8655527891121948938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/03/spm-do-or-die-mission.html' title='SPM? Do or Die Mission?'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sbr74Dymy4I/AAAAAAAABoc/7ERNP3PBgu8/s72-c/IMG_6533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-8215769468804035738</id><published>2009-03-08T23:46:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:11:27.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Very fun Saturday...</title><content type='html'>Is week 10 now, which means, i will have to study my ass off for finals and crack my brain to think of ideas for my final social science paper. Again, i am supposed to freak out now, i am supposed to be like some of my peers who have been locking themselves in their rooms and started to eat the books, i am supposed to stop looking at youtube videos and start doing past year exams... But guess what? I am not doing any of that.. Ha ha~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can i use to phrase to explain my current situation now? "Life is too short to do things that you do not enjoy doing" .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ha ha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Lionel at the lobby.. (Very long never cam whore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbSgKqA7SwI/AAAAAAAABn0/bBJ-uQdb_44/s1600-h/IMG_6496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbSgKqA7SwI/AAAAAAAABn0/bBJ-uQdb_44/s400/IMG_6496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311045965513968386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I actually went to Belmont yesterday and had really great fun! Together with some really nice friends, we drove to Belmont for a comedy show and also dinner~ The show that i was watching is called as "comedysportz" and it was really really good... Initially, i was really reluctant to go because i was really bad in understanding "American Humor". I watched a comedy show last year (apparently, one of the funniest in Chicago), and i did not laugh even a single bit throughout the entire show. However, "Comedysportz" is a comedy that is really worth watching, because "I actually understand the entire show"..  -_-"&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbSgrVTQklI/AAAAAAAABn8/-sTfDxuxYwE/s1600-h/IMG_6501.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbSgrVTQklI/AAAAAAAABn8/-sTfDxuxYwE/s400/IMG_6501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311046526889398866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To summarize, it is actually a show where there are two teams trying to win a competition. So, in process, they will have to compete in many different games and the audience get to determine who is the winner. The actors have to act according to the audience's demand, hence, making this show really worth watching. In addition, the audience get to decide how the game should progress, thus, making this whole show an improv show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite person in the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbSiZqrgyMI/AAAAAAAABoM/yi7ydS8mVQI/s1600-h/IMG_6512.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbSiZqrgyMI/AAAAAAAABoM/yi7ydS8mVQI/s400/IMG_6512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311048422413879490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, if the audience is the one who did a mistake, this is what will happen to him!&lt;br /&gt;Paper bag man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbShvrB2QDI/AAAAAAAABoE/48C07uxPisc/s1600-h/IMG_6508.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbShvrB2QDI/AAAAAAAABoE/48C07uxPisc/s400/IMG_6508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311047700953055282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And RED GROUP WON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbSj_PH_jCI/AAAAAAAABoU/VBdoSpM6MY0/s1600-h/IMG_6517.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbSj_PH_jCI/AAAAAAAABoU/VBdoSpM6MY0/s400/IMG_6517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311050167363800098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Little thoughts:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1- Until now, no one wants the cultural show ticket? Wah... No one is willing to go with me izit? Or there isnt anyone in Uchicago who reads my blog.. Fine... If no one wants it, i will then sell it! Sobz sobz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2- I am now in a mission to fulfill my dream. Bless me and i will reveal this sacred dream when i am almost done with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-8215769468804035738?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/8215769468804035738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=8215769468804035738&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/8215769468804035738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/8215769468804035738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/03/very-fun-saturday.html' title='Very fun Saturday...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbSgKqA7SwI/AAAAAAAABn0/bBJ-uQdb_44/s72-c/IMG_6496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-3291752879367758801</id><published>2009-03-06T01:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:15:06.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing Good Deed, Having Good Luck..</title><content type='html'>After a freaking scary incident that happened to me last week, i realized that i should really be nicer to people, especially to those who need help... During the few seconds of being chased by the black guy, i could really understand the feeling of being so helpless... Hence, over the weekend, i donated some food to the "Food Drive". And by doing so, i was rewarded with 7 raffles tickets , one ticket for each items donated... And to my surprise, i actually won something!! I won myself two tickets to any 4 remaining cultural shows on campus... Since young, i am really unlucky in terms of this lucky draw thingy... So, yea, i am excited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbDXfwFufKI/AAAAAAAABnk/DBYoB4w_EB4/s1600-h/IMG_6480.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbDXfwFufKI/AAAAAAAABnk/DBYoB4w_EB4/s400/IMG_6480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309980901154651298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, any readers from Uchicago who want to watch a show with me? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, i am offering one of my free tickets to my readers who are from University of Chicago.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTH, if u are not from my school, and willing to come and watch this show with me, i also dont mind la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*Please leave a comment below, together with ur email address.. it will be even better if u can give a comment about my blog in general but this is optional *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recently, i am really addicted to Ben and Jerry's Half Baked Ice Cream. My dream of achieving 55kg by this quarter seems to be drifting away from me. Why? Look at this:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbDZfgH2ugI/AAAAAAAABns/Mxo4f2G-N60/s1600-h/02032009423.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbDZfgH2ugI/AAAAAAAABns/Mxo4f2G-N60/s400/02032009423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309983095891868162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Village Food is having a promotion. $2.99 for one... And obviously, i fell into this scheme and bought three half baked ice-creams on Monday. And guess what, i have eaten two in 3 days!! I have only one left, and i guess i will need to go Village Food to stock up my supply... Ha ha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i bought myself the air ticket back to Malaysia. Ha ha... Initially, i thought of staying here over summer since i went back last year. But then, since i am celebrating my 21st birthday during summer, I decided that i should go back and have a birthday bash.. I cannot imagine myself celebrating my 21st Birthday alone in this boring city of Chicago... In addition to that, thanks to Malaysia Airlines, my air ticket to KL is dirt cheap.. And the best part is, i am going to spend 13 days in Taiwan before going back to KL... I am damn excited la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Little thoughts:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1- Apparently, i feel quite shameful about myself la.. Rememeber i was telling you all that, i decided to forget about those bad memories and move on? Well, i failed... :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2- I love how game theory works on a friendship. When you being betrayed, then you should betray back! Ha ha~ See, this is what economists call as efficient!! So, is ok to be less forgiving! Ha ha~&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/2682202800031159632-3291752879367758801?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/3291752879367758801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=3291752879367758801&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3291752879367758801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3291752879367758801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/03/doing-good-deed-having-good-luck.html' title='Doing Good Deed, Having Good Luck..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SbDXfwFufKI/AAAAAAAABnk/DBYoB4w_EB4/s72-c/IMG_6480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7207951919075257465</id><published>2009-02-27T12:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:04:30.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiy~ *life is tough*</title><content type='html'>*before i start my post today, i am just wondering if anyone of you did curse me to meet something "interesting" so that i can blog about them on my blog? If you did so, then congrats because your curse works! Something scary happened to me yesterday night*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i know that my resolution of the year is to stop sighing and lead a wonderful and happy life. But many things have happen to me over the week, and no doubt, enable me to learn something out of them, and i believe it should be a wonderful experience, if not scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what did happen? Yesterday night while i was walking home after my work in Office of Multicultural Student Affair (OMSA) at 11.10pm, i was mugged by a guy. A scary looking black guy. He kept saying "Come here boy, come here man..." To my surprise, i was not that scared and i shouted back, "What do you want? ", with the distance separating us to be about 2 meters. Out of a sudden, he started walking closer to me with this very scary looking face (i am not even kidding), and i started running.... I ran so fast so that i didnt know where i was running to... I could also clearly listen to his running steps, trying hard to catch up with me for the first few seconds..... But i ran my heart out and i managed to reach Reynolds Club succesfully unharm.&lt;br /&gt;*i am not talking cock/bull shitting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was running, there was something very weird that came across my mind. Within the split seconds, i felt so helpless.. I felt so lonely... I felt that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; no one was there to help me, assist me, talk to me&lt;/span&gt;.... That feeling was so scary... Then, i saw images of my family and some good friends came through my mind.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i know this part sounds so dramatic, but they are all truth...)&lt;/span&gt; Is just something like, those images that people will have 3 minutes before he died.... Haha... Touch wood... But all these only makes me treasure my life more, treasure my family more (especially now since knowing the hardness of earning money), treasure my friend more (there are 3 person who i can remember vividly.. and i have told all three of them about this experience)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after i knew that i was safe, i stopped running and tried to rest on the couch at the library. To my surprise, i realized that my ankle hurt so much that i am not sure if it was sprained or i am just having torn muscles since i ran too fast earlier... So, i limped home and feeling so shock about the incident...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THE WORSE PART, WHEN I WAS BACK HOME, I REALIZED THAT I HAVE NOT BEEN EATING ANYTHING FROM 9AM IN THE MORNING&lt;/span&gt;... Then, with my very pain ankle, i got to cook maggie mee for myself..... That is what i call LIFE SUX! All these while i have been the one who initiated to cook for everyone is the house, but i guess, i would not care about it anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T____________t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sag4p8WRMoI/AAAAAAAABnU/165zXktaDjo/s1600-h/IMG_6471.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sag4p8WRMoI/AAAAAAAABnU/165zXktaDjo/s400/IMG_6471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307554454081450626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, i also learnt three extra things:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We do not have to take the initiative all the time. For example, if you feel that you did not do anything wrong, but due to respect, you still took the initiative to apologize. But after apologizing, the person that you might have offended still choose the ignore you, then the best way is let him be... He does not worth your respect and sorry at all...  Next, if everyone in a group are just waiting for you to take the initiative, then you should just let them wait.. Wait long long... Dont you feel sad when i always take an initiative to bring a group together, but everyone in the group will not do the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not very demanding in a friendship... So, i do not demand anything from my friends, and i also do not expect my friend to demand too much from me. If you feel that i fail to meet your demand as your friend, then too bad.. BOO on you~ (Well, i recently, i quarreled with a friend who felt that i failed to meet his demand as a friend.. Ha ha.. Really, i dont know what to say but a "haha" says it all... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize:&lt;br /&gt;Back from work -&gt; Attacked by black guy -&gt; Ran as fast as i could -&gt;suspected sprained ankle -&gt;no food-&gt;no one help me-&gt;eat maggie mee .... (how can life be as shitty as this?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i do not want to report this to the police.. You should know how unlucky can someone be to go into a police station and make a police report... Later, they will start asking you questions that you do not understand... Bla bla bla.. Worse still, i am in America. sometimes, when they talk to me, i will seriously dont understand what they are talking about although we are all speaking English! Ha ha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, let me warn all the uchicago readers:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BE CAREFUL WHEN YOU ARE WALKING&lt;br /&gt;ALONE AT NIGHT AROUND CAMPUS......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-7207951919075257465?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7207951919075257465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7207951919075257465&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7207951919075257465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7207951919075257465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/02/haiy-life-is-tough.html' title='Haiy~ *life is tough*'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/Sag4p8WRMoI/AAAAAAAABnU/165zXktaDjo/s72-c/IMG_6471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-6824312020455900201</id><published>2009-02-23T23:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:54:12.042-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the day...&lt;br /&gt;The place i call home :- Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;(taken using my damn chio Canon Ixus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SaOKUzpLt8I/AAAAAAAABnE/yk3EYUDaHrk/s1600-h/IMG_4922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SaOKUzpLt8I/AAAAAAAABnE/yk3EYUDaHrk/s400/IMG_4922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306236876037535682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Missing home so much.. especially when i was watching Little Nyonya recently.. Argh.. miss all those nyonya kueh... This summer, i will go back Melaka eat wallop all those kuehs.... Hee hee~&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i have been receiving quite a few comments on my blog.. So, i guess it will be nice if i can response to all those comments:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment : Your blog is boring and dry..&lt;br /&gt;Response: Erm.. Quite true, but each event and each post are not boring to me, which is why i post them on MY blog.. Bear with it la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment: Your blog is keep talking about your achievement&lt;br /&gt;Response: Well, again, from the name of the blog, Prince_J's World..By virtually calling myself  a prince, you should expect all these from me... Wahaha.. Ok la, if really you guys find it annoying, then i wont share it anymore next time... Even if i did, i will make sure i do it on my PRIVATE blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment: Your blog is damn nice-lar (the lar indicates that this reader must be a Singaporean or Malaysian)&lt;br /&gt;Response: Thanks, i tried my best to make it funny! But sometimes, it always turn out to be lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment: Your blog is damn touching..&lt;br /&gt;Response: Hmm, at times, i will also want to show the sensitive and emotional part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment: Your blog damn wordy&lt;br /&gt;Response: Walao (similar to OMG), is a blog= online diary... Not a photo album.... But well, i tried my very best to reduce the words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment: I love the songs played on your blog&lt;br /&gt;Response: Each of them have special meanings to me... It actually corresponds with some specific event.. *cough cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks so much for the support...&lt;br /&gt;But recently, i am really in no mood to blog...&lt;br /&gt;So, there might not be any regular updates anymore... (for time being)&lt;br /&gt;T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: but once i have some very cool thing to talk about, i will make sure to do the posting!! Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-6824312020455900201?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/6824312020455900201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=6824312020455900201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/6824312020455900201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/6824312020455900201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/02/picture-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SaOKUzpLt8I/AAAAAAAABnE/yk3EYUDaHrk/s72-c/IMG_4922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-1103811946198616039</id><published>2009-02-22T23:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:39:58.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Random Things about myself...</title><content type='html'>Recently, there is this wave on facebook where almost everyone is being tagged to talk about 25 random things about himself/herself.. I think i was tagged by almost 10 people, and since i really got nothing to blog about, why not i just do it on my blog then... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the day:&lt;br /&gt;The rose that i received on Valentine's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SaI1tIJ0o0I/AAAAAAAABm8/FanoyxV-uVs/s1600-h/IMG_6461.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SaI1tIJ0o0I/AAAAAAAABm8/FanoyxV-uVs/s400/IMG_6461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305862360394933058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- I was the first person in Montfort Primary School to be the Head Prefect and also Role Model Student of the year. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Normally, the school will give this to two separate person, so that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more people can get award...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2-My parents put chili on my pacifier as i was still sucking on my pacifier when i was already 4.5 years old. As they failed to stop me after applying chili, they used dog shit instead, and yea, they managed to stop me from touching any pacifiers anymore! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That is why now i have the lowest chili tolerance in my family, and i hate pacifiers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3- I was kissed by my headmaster during Teachers' Day in front of thousands of students.. Yucks, i know...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I should have report this to the police!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4- I won my first badminton medal when i was 10 years old, and the medals tally grow rapidly till now.. :p&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5- I think i first kissed a girl when i was 6. She is my relative somemore.. lol~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6- In my life, there are about 3 girls who confessed to me that they love/like me. And 4 rumored, but never admit in front of m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- I am bad in love relationship, that is why it always end up in a total mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- I first won something in a singing competition when i was 16, and to be honest, i never went home empty-handed in any single singing competition that i took part since then. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9- I am scared of dogs, especially those big big ones.. Because i was chased by 10 dogs at one time before.. This is scary&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10-I first met Sun Yan Zi face to face when i was 16!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11-I cheated on my exams before, and i never land myself with any trouble. Heehee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12-If i were to rank the talent that i have from the one i love most till the least, i would say 1-Singing, 2-Squash, 3-Atheletics, 4-Badminton (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actually, i never really like badminton. My badminton talent is actually being "forced out" by my father...But now, i do fins badminton quite a glamorous sport&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12- I used to use real knife to threaten my elder brother whenever he bullies me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13- I didn't get straight A for my UPSR/PSLE. I got a B for Science. Ironically, i was awarded with "Best in Science Award" during that year. And worse still, i got the award 3 days after i received my result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14- I always think that i am better than anyone else... until i came to Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15- I am actually scared of riding a motorbike. I took the license just because i want to show i can also get the license easily.. and also, to show that i am not a NOOB~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16- I will never know how much i love a girl until she left me, showing me it is impossible between me and her.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ouch.. this is a damn painful lesson...*sigh sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17- I spent a lot on my wardrobe, but i am not that metrosexual. I am just enjoying myself being indentify as a Korean because Koreans dress up so well. And i only dress up when i have the need to dress up, if not, i will always wear my pyjamas to school (sweat pants and t-shirt with messy hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18- I actually calculated how many people who said i look like JJ Lin Jun Jie . Till today, there are 86 people who said i look like him,  ---- this original sentence was deleted--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19- I am now having the heaviest weight in my life. But no worries, it is going down week by week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20- I once stole a book during a book fair when i was 11. I thought of returning the book back to the seller,but i was too scared to return the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21- When i am at home, everyone calls me "Sern", when i was in primary school, i was called "Tan" ; when i was in highschool i was called "Jei-sen", when i was in prep school i was called "Jason", and now in America, i was called "Jay".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22- When i was in primary school, i always cry when i fail to get number 1 in class. But this only happen three times. And well, i need to cry to gain sympathy from my mum, if not, i would be caned for not getting number 1... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have such a bad childhood memories.. haha.. but must also thanks to my mum la.. if not, i am sure i wont even be in the States now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22- I first make a girl cry when i was 11. Not because i rejected her or sang her song that touched her heart, rather, i scolded her until she cry. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think she said something about my parents and my height, and i said something damn mean until she cry... since then, she never dare to talk to me until now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;23- I can be very mean at times... And when i am mean to someone, it can be really scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24- I am never depress over my not-so-tall height. I feel that my face fits my height perfectly. Although it will better if i can grow a little bit taller, but well, i guess i look pretty good by being not-so-tall. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25- I hate people who acts silly/stupid/humble when they are not. I get really irritated when someone really clever says things like, "oh my god, i am damn stupid.. i am going to fail my test!!" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok ok, sometimes, i did that too.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Little thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-I just completed my crazy 15 pages long SOSC essay.. Not very confident with the paper as i was rushing for the deadline. Anyway, i think it is not too badly written.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-I am not sad anymore when i talk to the girl that i used to like, and maybe even still like. Ha ha.. I guess it is a great start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2682202800031159632-1103811946198616039?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/1103811946198616039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=1103811946198616039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1103811946198616039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1103811946198616039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things-about-myself.html' title='25 Random Things about myself...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SaI1tIJ0o0I/AAAAAAAABm8/FanoyxV-uVs/s72-c/IMG_6461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7513318976276086627</id><published>2009-02-14T02:30:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T03:15:34.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Autoshow 2009 - Tons of cool cars!</title><content type='html'>Today, i went to this auto show in downtown Chicago. As i am not a very avid "car lover", my post might be quite dull and dry.. So, instead of commenting on what are on display in the fair, i guess it will be wiser for me to just post tons and tons of pictures with little captions! :) Enjoy~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**this is also the best way for me to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;avoid myself from being criticized with the lack of knowledge with automobiles~ **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome to the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaDeKYenaI/AAAAAAAABkg/uy06B9RmV6A/s1600-h/IMG_6342.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaDeKYenaI/AAAAAAAABkg/uy06B9RmV6A/s400/IMG_6342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302570165481676194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toyota Yaris~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaD1wHcO1I/AAAAAAAABko/zZWlZQ4PwhY/s1600-h/IMG_6344.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaD1wHcO1I/AAAAAAAABko/zZWlZQ4PwhY/s400/IMG_6344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302570570747755346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toyata Concept Car for the show~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaD_1UuWtI/AAAAAAAABkw/YZE6m-mogP8/s1600-h/IMG_6347.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaD_1UuWtI/AAAAAAAABkw/YZE6m-mogP8/s400/IMG_6347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302570743944338130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A car that only costs abour RM 100 000+ if you buy in US!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaEP3wKArI/AAAAAAAABk4/Hov1owGUaKc/s1600-h/IMG_6350.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaEP3wKArI/AAAAAAAABk4/Hov1owGUaKc/s400/IMG_6350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302571019474174642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dream car? Nah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaEiOm-HrI/AAAAAAAABlA/zX4Eb2eLBSM/s1600-h/IMG_6362.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaEiOm-HrI/AAAAAAAABlA/zX4Eb2eLBSM/s400/IMG_6362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302571334847307442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the car that i will buy when i get back home!&lt;br /&gt;Confirm buy.. regardless of what... *hint hint* mummy~&lt;br /&gt;HONDA JAZZ / HONDA FIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaE5FHFrlI/AAAAAAAABlI/nQ86VjGYl14/s1600-h/IMG_6367.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaE5FHFrlI/AAAAAAAABlI/nQ86VjGYl14/s400/IMG_6367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302571727434657362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out of thousands of cars on display, i actually spent the most time on this car.. WTH?&lt;br /&gt;Well, since i am so sure that i am buying this, might as well do some research right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaFOP6Uy5I/AAAAAAAABlQ/UWvEiMcXrFE/s1600-h/IMG_6345.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaFOP6Uy5I/AAAAAAAABlQ/UWvEiMcXrFE/s400/IMG_6345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302572091111164818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How about having a guitar hero set in your car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaFqF6n5uI/AAAAAAAABlY/Gy7_w9T8y0k/s1600-h/IMG_6370.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaFqF6n5uI/AAAAAAAABlY/Gy7_w9T8y0k/s400/IMG_6370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302572569464399586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Probably everyone's dream car.. FERRARI.. red one somemore~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaHQxGzXfI/AAAAAAAABlw/ezPtr-zL_SE/s1600-h/IMG_6375.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaHQxGzXfI/AAAAAAAABlw/ezPtr-zL_SE/s400/IMG_6375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302574333404863986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But i am sure this is more "chio"(nicer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaHjb67PQI/AAAAAAAABl4/z-ARuoznbeI/s1600-h/IMG_6392.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaHjb67PQI/AAAAAAAABl4/z-ARuoznbeI/s400/IMG_6392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302574654135418114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIGHLIGHT OF THE SHOW...&lt;br /&gt;TRANSFORMER.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is a real car..&lt;br /&gt;it is going to be released to the market soon..&lt;br /&gt;TRANSFORMER LOVER, what are you still waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaGXSj_n_I/AAAAAAAABlg/eE04nqirGxU/s1600-h/IMG_6400.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaGXSj_n_I/AAAAAAAABlg/eE04nqirGxU/s400/IMG_6400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302573345953259506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRANSFORM!!! BUMBLE BEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaID74-fQI/AAAAAAAABmI/s2cVNdXNCjs/s1600-h/IMG_6407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaID74-fQI/AAAAAAAABmI/s2cVNdXNCjs/s400/IMG_6407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302575212472990978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BACK VIEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaIanciY5I/AAAAAAAABmQ/MptKAaMOtnc/s1600-h/IMG_6410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaIanciY5I/AAAAAAAABmQ/MptKAaMOtnc/s400/IMG_6410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302575602121991058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, this is random..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaHx9QVzeI/AAAAAAAABmA/H26p_Fy2tWk/s1600-h/IMG_6384.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaHx9QVzeI/AAAAAAAABmA/H26p_Fy2tWk/s400/IMG_6384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302574903601778146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dream car when i am 35.. Mini Cooper S.. Blue one is nicer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaI6rUgxCI/AAAAAAAABmY/LKuqNgbJK_0/s1600-h/IMG_6420.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaI6rUgxCI/AAAAAAAABmY/LKuqNgbJK_0/s400/IMG_6420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302576152917885986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dream car if i struck lottery.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Mercedes Sxxxx (i can't remember la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaJ3OrvYTI/AAAAAAAABmg/wZM6g5hjJsM/s1600-h/IMG_6429.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaJ3OrvYTI/AAAAAAAABmg/wZM6g5hjJsM/s400/IMG_6429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302577193202704690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dream car when i reached 50 years old.. *my dream car is getting smaller as i grow older*&lt;br /&gt;WW Beetle~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaKpDjwdFI/AAAAAAAABmo/-88gtDlOvAc/s1600-h/IMG_6377.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaKpDjwdFI/AAAAAAAABmo/-88gtDlOvAc/s400/IMG_6377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302578049209889874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Little thoughts:-&lt;br /&gt;- It feels so good to sing out all your thoughts and feeling. And it feels even greater if you share your problem with someone that understand how you feel..&lt;br /&gt;- If i apologize for my mistake for a few times, and i cant still gain your forgiveness, then i really don't know what can i do anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;-hope you guys enjoy these pictures~ CHEERS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaKpDjwdFI/AAAAAAAABmo/-88gtDlOvAc/s1600-h/IMG_6377.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/2682202800031159632-7513318976276086627?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7513318976276086627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7513318976276086627&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7513318976276086627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7513318976276086627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/02/chicago-autoshow-2009-tons-of-cool-cars.html' title='Chicago Autoshow 2009 - Tons of cool cars!'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZaDeKYenaI/AAAAAAAABkg/uy06B9RmV6A/s72-c/IMG_6342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-5142404738402932554</id><published>2009-02-13T00:19:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:38:38.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today, i woke up and realized i have extra few comments on my previous posting. And i am quite shock to see there is a celebrity blogger (Lao Zha Bor) actually came to my blog and left a comment! Ha ha.. This actually made up my day and gives me the extra motivation to do well for my midterm...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hey hey hey.. if you do not know who is lao zha bor, you are probably very outdated.. and if you do not think lao zha bor is a celebrity, then shame on you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i had my Physics Midterm today, and i did pretty well... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yea, i got my result like 5 hours after the exam.. damn scary right?  &lt;/span&gt;But thanks God, i did well, although i am sure i can do better! Ha ha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After midterm, i cleared my whole room to make my room more tidy and neat... I am sucha neat freak, and hence, i really cant stand if my room is dirty or messy... And i realize that i never talk about my room before.. So, i guess it will be good if i introduce you with my very chio room in Chicago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn neat wardrobe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUSWcMFwEI/AAAAAAAABjw/s4mkuZA9XO4/s1600-h/IMG_6318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUSWcMFwEI/AAAAAAAABjw/s4mkuZA9XO4/s400/IMG_6318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302164313031950402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cupboard for books and huge mirror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUShCB5NEI/AAAAAAAABj4/FgRKAyoudX8/s1600-h/IMG_6319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUShCB5NEI/AAAAAAAABj4/FgRKAyoudX8/s400/IMG_6319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302164494988424258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Very comfy bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUS-C0lSYI/AAAAAAAABkA/G7gm6CJDjCk/s1600-h/IMG_6321.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUS-C0lSYI/AAAAAAAABkA/G7gm6CJDjCk/s400/IMG_6321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302164993417234818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Working area...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the anime images on the wall is kinda childish.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUTOVhStgI/AAAAAAAABkI/WnmK8ULZreU/s1600-h/IMG_6322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUTOVhStgI/AAAAAAAABkI/WnmK8ULZreU/s400/IMG_6322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302165273314506242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decorations on the wall (keychains from around the world!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUTdI_3HaI/AAAAAAAABkQ/xgj1wS3SaL4/s1600-h/IMG_6323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUTdI_3HaI/AAAAAAAABkQ/xgj1wS3SaL4/s400/IMG_6323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302165527651098018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Highlight of the day: I received a rose today.. And the rose is for me, not for others...  :)&lt;br /&gt;And of course, i can assure you, this is not a prank.. Happy Valentines Day~ &lt;3 style="text-align: center;"&gt;A rose for me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUT4tWVNUI/AAAAAAAABkY/kzNMbVrNnxg/s1600-h/IMG_6324.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUT4tWVNUI/AAAAAAAABkY/kzNMbVrNnxg/s400/IMG_6324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302166001265489218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Little thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- Love is something weird that leaves you thinking about it all the time.. It can make you laugh, and it can make you sad... If you think that it hurts you more than it makes you happy, then i guess that is probably not love, but torture... And also, trying to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;TWO TIMING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; is the worse ever crime in a relationship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- Still thinking of making "privatize" my blog... Will seek for more comments before i make a final decision. Is either i will make a new private blog, or make this totally a private one.. Why i wanna do so? Hmm.. Just feel that, i do not want too many people to know what i am thinking!&lt;/span&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/2682202800031159632-5142404738402932554?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/5142404738402932554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=5142404738402932554&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5142404738402932554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5142404738402932554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/02/damn-happy.html' title='Damn Happy!'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SZUSWcMFwEI/AAAAAAAABjw/s4mkuZA9XO4/s72-c/IMG_6318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-5140124929305428189</id><published>2009-02-11T00:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:22:07.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Blog..</title><content type='html'>I am thinking of making this blog a private one soon.. What do you guys think? Will probably invite people who is interested to read and of course, will only gain permission to read if i want you to read... Don't ask me why, i just feel shitty now... Leave a comment and we shall see what would eventually happen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-5140124929305428189?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/5140124929305428189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=5140124929305428189&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5140124929305428189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/5140124929305428189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/02/private-blog.html' title='Private Blog..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-6707555163894731113</id><published>2009-02-08T00:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:23:01.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At this time, i am not supposed to do anymore posting as i have to face the cruel reality of having two midterms next week.. One is the subject that i have to be good in namely Economics and another is the subject that almost drove me crazy back in high school, namely Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to that, recent emo mode still haunting me day and night, as if it has already blended into my body and soul, and nothing can ever separate it anymore! But i still failed to be as productive as i wanted to be... Haiy, this really saddened me! I guess the computer has been playing a huge role in making me so inefficient. Last time back in High School, there was no MSN, no facebook, no online shopping, and well, NO COMPUTER for me... That is why my only leisure is the radio that stood beside my working desk, and a notebook that i used to draw figures and designs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding to my misery, i decided to cook today just to make myself feel better... (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it seems like cooking really makes me feel 10x better... The sense of satisfaction is beyond words when u know that everything that you cook today tastes so good... ) &lt;/span&gt;If that is not bad enough, i made braised pork for dinner, which eventually took 2 hours of my time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner&lt;br /&gt;Vegetable with Fishballs in Oyster Sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SY6Amf28QhI/AAAAAAAABjU/ZQD6lAyCuFs/s1600-h/IMG_6291.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SY6Amf28QhI/AAAAAAAABjU/ZQD6lAyCuFs/s400/IMG_6291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300315210336977426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Braised Pork and Egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SY6AyGpcREI/AAAAAAAABjc/wvjJCopJU3Y/s1600-h/IMG_6293.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SY6AyGpcREI/AAAAAAAABjc/wvjJCopJU3Y/s400/IMG_6293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300315409727898690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And.. and.... Internet and Cooking are not the only thing that deviate me from focusing on my Econs book.. Recently, i am hooked to the Korean version of Hana Yori Dango or Meteor Garden... Haiy, this show really makes me so addicted with it... It's been a long time since i last got so addicted to a drama... To make things worse, this is an ongoing drama, which means, i have to wait for every weekly single episode... Damn sien~But yea, this show really reminded me of a lot of things.. From my first crush... to my current relationship status... aiya, many many things that never fail to make me more emo than ever... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never know a drama can actually turn my world upside down&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because of this show too, i have decided to change the direction of my fashion sense. Out of the 3 versions that i have watched so far (Japanese and Chinese being the other two), the Koreans F4 definitely dress up the best... Everything that they wear in the show is just fantastic really fashionable!! So, after my mid term, i decided to go for my shopping spree regardless of how badly i do in my midterms... Hee hee~ Thinking about adding collections to my cupboards makes me happy and motivates me to study now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From now on, i will have some little thoughts section at the end of my post if i really have something that is running through my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Little thoughts:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1 . Although i feel that i am almost good in everything, the fact that i am not good in one thing is good enough to kill me... All these while, i have been really successful on my whatever applications, not until i applied for my internships with the big banks.. I am a sportman (badminton, squash, athletics), i am a debater (both languages), i am quite clever (ehem, all A1 in O-Levels /SPM), I am a singer (won a few singing competitions), I serve the community through Interact Club (being the President and also awarded with the Best Interactor Award), winner for many quizzes ranging from sciences to engineering... All these are useful to me in the past, but all of them turn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;useless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; while applying for internship... ALL I AM LACKING IS THE KNOWLEDGE IN FINANCE/ECONOMICS.. AS IN REAL KNOWLEDGE, HANDS ON KNOWLEDGE... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;officially, i declare, i fail to obtain anything from all 7 applications that i made... T-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2. Sometimes, I really do not know what i want.. And this often leads me to be very regretful upon certain things that i make! Can i turn the time back and say, "yea, let's give it a try? " .. Haiy, sometimes, thinking too much = killing yourself... Maybe learning to let go when i really have to if the best solution.. But what if you want to let go, but at the same time, you cant let it go? Hmm... How?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2682202800031159632-6707555163894731113?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/6707555163894731113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=6707555163894731113&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/6707555163894731113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/6707555163894731113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/02/at-this-time-i-am-not-supposed-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SY6Amf28QhI/AAAAAAAABjU/ZQD6lAyCuFs/s72-c/IMG_6291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-2601673057667556974</id><published>2009-02-05T22:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:22:32.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tons of update...</title><content type='html'>It is Thursday again, which means officially the end for the week for me... 好不容易熬过来了...  I feel like i have been losing the connection with my bloggy, mainly due to the fact that i really do not have the extra time to blog... But , today, let me just "sekaligus" aka "one shot", say everything that i wanna say!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Language used on this blog&lt;br /&gt;Well, officially, i will use English to blog here! BUT, there is no need to use proper English, since this is MY BLOG, NOT YOUR BLOG!!! WTH... If you expect me to write using  super duper powerful English, then this might not be the right place for you... At times, i used broken english too which is full with grammar errors.. But again who cares? And i don't care if you care! At times, i might use Malay to scold people (seriously, i have done a few posting in Malay, they are all meant to scold people.. )! And i might also post in Chinese, since Chinese is such a beautiful language! And again, a lot of my friends including those who have very powerful English also told me that blog is not a place to use proper English, so take that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- My short hair&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i will now take back everything that i said previously regarding my hair.. I HATE MY SHORT HAIR NOW... I look damn ugly with this hair... OMG... REally cannot tahan! I miss my long hair now... Hair hair, you faster grow ok? I treat you with the best shampoo if you grow faster!!  Why my hair is so short? OK.. Last week, i have the urged to cut my hair, but when i reached Chinatown, Urban Roots (the only hair cut place that i trust now) was closed... So out of desperation, i went to a random one.. Who knows, this guy with RED HAIR, pretended that he is very good and start to talk a lot of hair design stuff with me.. Who knows, then he started to cut my hair, he made my hair shorter and shorter... and alas, i had this sucky+ shitty hairstyle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chio Long Hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SYvTAPBsNZI/AAAAAAAABjE/RIbrjKUYHco/s1600-h/19012009354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 423px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SYvTAPBsNZI/AAAAAAAABjE/RIbrjKUYHco/s400/19012009354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299561387518604690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SYvTAPBsNZI/AAAAAAAABjE/RIbrjKUYHco/s1600-h/19012009354.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Disgusting WTH Short hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SYvSwmbQZDI/AAAAAAAABi8/p3mJ6A3S050/s1600-h/05022009391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 402px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SYvSwmbQZDI/AAAAAAAABi8/p3mJ6A3S050/s400/05022009391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299561118921942066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Save money&lt;br /&gt;I am very money minded one... And because of that, i saved quite a lot of money , although i dont look like one.. Ok, once a while, i will spent some money investing on my shirt and pants and accesories... But that is once in while only... And everytime i splurge on these stuff, i always go for those look expensive but is actualyl very cheap stuff... And mind you, last month, excluding 2 Chinese New Year Dinners, i only spent about USD 150 on food... And hor, last month, i also never buy anything for myself... Not even new year clothing.. Kinda sad la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have gotten my first ever working pay check... Yay.. Damn happy la.. I was paid USD 250 (~RM 900) for 2.5 week job... Not a bad deal... So, i decided to use USD 50 to buy stuff that i like, and keep the USD 200 for my summer vacation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pay Day!! Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SYvUrxFe-jI/AAAAAAAABjM/jGucVIObpOM/s1600-h/03022009372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SYvUrxFe-jI/AAAAAAAABjM/jGucVIObpOM/s400/03022009372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299563234907322930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;4 - Emo&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i always feel so emo, partly because of Chinese New Year la! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People, stop posting on your blog to talk about how great you all celebrate Moo Moo Year leh.. Or stop uploading pictures to facebook.. And to those who tag me on the facebook album just to make me envy, i just wanna tell u all, "YEA, i hate you all... you all did make my day miserable.. !!" &lt;/span&gt;Kidding kidding.. I love all my best friends so much, how will i bear to hate you all? Ha ha... Thanks tho for tagging, it only shows you all think about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i called Adrian two days ago because i am damn emo, wanting to talk to him and share my problems (since i think he is the only one whom i can talk too... ) Who knows, this fella talked crap with me instead... He ask me to : "take a praying mat , and pray..." or "go take a nap (when it is 11.30am"... Duhz.. Yea, although it didnt solve my problem, it did make me smile for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- Summer trip&lt;br /&gt;Still planning for it..&lt;br /&gt;2 plans:&lt;br /&gt;1) Chicago - London - Italy - Germany - Netherlands - Belgium - France - London - Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2 Chicago - S.Korea - Taiwan (!!!!) - Malaysia - Australia - New Zealand - Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very de excited.. That is why need to save some money....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today i stepped on the weighing machine again after my weight training class...&lt;br /&gt;And i am currently :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;58.1 kg.... Lost 0.6 pounds...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see 55kg by the end of the quarter!&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/2682202800031159632-2601673057667556974?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/2601673057667556974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=2601673057667556974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2601673057667556974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2601673057667556974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/02/tons-of-update.html' title='Tons of update...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SYvTAPBsNZI/AAAAAAAABjE/RIbrjKUYHco/s72-c/19012009354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-2877115422192884208</id><published>2009-02-02T23:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T01:39:08.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo emo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******This is going to be a very freaking dry and wordy post...&lt;br /&gt;and without any pictures too...&lt;br /&gt;not funny... not nice....but very meaningful...&lt;br /&gt;so, don't say i never warn you ya!!******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the emotional side of me is taking over my soul and body again.. Luckily this time around, i am done with almost all my assignments and tasks, so i guess i have the luxury to be in this mode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, a few juniors sent me an email and asked me a few questions, mostly regarding the American education system... And in process, they asked me what to write in their personal statement... My reply was , "write about something that you are proud of". But when they replied me by asking, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your proudest moment or things that you have done so far&lt;/span&gt;?"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned with that question actually... It seems like i couldn't find the best answer to this question... Until the last few days, i realized the answer to this question when i was doing my weight training... At the very moment i stepped onto the weighing machine after my weight training session which indicated that i am now close to 60kg, i knew the answer to the question.. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how dramatic can this be... lol&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what is my proudest moment or things that you have done till now&lt;/span&gt;? No no.. Is not my achievement in academics, is not my luck that obtain a scholarship... But is my involvement in athletics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was in Form 1, i was forced to take part in 400m race during the school's meet. Being a  "Rancangan Khas Murni" (so-called-special-class-for-outstanding-student), everyone was expecting me to be the last. Even my own brother, who was the house captain of another house was not betting on me to win the race, but he did turn up to watch the race, very much to support the kids from his house instead of supporting me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, i did stun everyone by winning the gold medal... And i remembered my brother's face till now.. He looked like as if he had lost RM100000 to his friend... Ha ha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went on to represent the school in district meet.. This time, papa brought mummy to watch my race... I didn't fail to impress them by winning my heat and was placed second going into the finals... However , in the final, i didnt win the gold, but i won a bronze instead... But i can tell that my father was very proud of me... He was there during all my races including all the heats, relays, etc... He was there to support me all the time... When random strangers came to me and congratulate him for having such a "good son", i could really tell that he is really happier than anyone on Earth... I went on to represent my district and ran in Larkin Stadium, one of the biggest stadium in Malaysia, and prolly the biggest stadium in Johor... Together with mummy and papa, i was there running my heart out although i didnt win any medal in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years later, i vowed that i would win more gold medals for papa.. I would want to justify that i am not a nerd , but also a sportman... Although i am a badminton player, but you know lar, people only worships those sprinter instead of badminton player...( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who knows Lin Dan when Usain Bolt creates world records and record.... &lt;/span&gt;) So, i registered for 200m, 400m, 800m, 4X100m, 4x 400m, Road Relay.. A freaking total of 6 events... And i took part in so many events also because i wanted to prove to my assistant principal who never fail to look down on me... (*ehem ehem*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And papa, once again, came to see all my races at the corner... He never tell me if he were to come and support me, but whenever he was there, he would hide at the corner without letting me noticing his presence... And hell yea, i won myself 5 gold medals and 1 silver... And i was also awarded with the "Sportman of the Year" during the school meet... And hence, my name was engraved in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hall of fame &lt;/span&gt;of my school... And again, i knew papa is really proud of having me to achieve this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ironically, this assistant principal was the one who presented the "Sportman of the Year" trophy to me.. wahaha (evil tone~).  How i wish i can listen to what was running through his mind at that time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i represented my school again in the district meet, papa decided to work as the officer of the meet in order to have more time to be there for me... During 400m heat, i ran my heart out because i knew papa was watching... So, when i was reaching the finishing line, i actually dived in order to reach first... I did it, but my face was facing the ground as i collapsed onto the ground. Papa, quickly took off his jacket and covered me with his jacket, while carrying me to the first aider tent... That was the very first time i could see how worried my father was... (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he never show his emotion besides the angry side of him&lt;/span&gt;) Although he knew that it was a stupid move to dive at the finishing line, he never scold me and in fact, he praised me for my courage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this time around, there are so many of my papa's friend who witnessed my "dive"... When everyone came to see if i was okay, they would eventually praised my papa again... Again, i managed to see the proud smiley face of papa, an expression that i would never forget....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. WTH.. story ended la.... i wonder why am i doing this post... Maybe i really miss papa too much... haha! And also my dear mummy la.. but mummy is always busy working, so, she always didnt have the time to come to all events to support me... But deep inside my heart, i know that she is also rooting for me!! haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, my proudest moment in life is when i make my parents proud... No personal achievements can ever beat that... Making parents proud , looking at the proud faces , are probably the highest achievement that one could ever achieve... Don't believe me? Ask yourself, when is the last time you make your parents seriously feel that they are so proud of you?? Ask ask ask....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the time when i was active in athletics, i was about 51kg with a very nice 6 pack abs... Now, 60kg with one big united nation belly.. haha! I must clarify that, although my body still looks skinny, my face clearly does not reflect this.. It seems like the additional 9kg of fats have been growing on my face... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Resolution #11 : Be on diet and have a more toned body!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-2877115422192884208?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/2877115422192884208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=2877115422192884208&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2877115422192884208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/2877115422192884208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/02/emo-emo.html' title='Emo emo...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-1535112895623588796</id><published>2009-01-25T22:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:39:07.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am lucky..</title><content type='html'>In the past, during this time, i would have woke up the earliest and dressed myself up with the new shirt mummy bought for me.. Then, i would go downstairs and sat on the couch that equipped with a new cushion cover! Mummy as usual would still be wearing her casual wear as she needed to clean the altar and also prepared the food... Daddy on the other hand, would just walk around the house to make sure everything is fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy New Year", shouted Tong Tong Pek Pek. I ran all the way to the gate and press the switch to open the automated door. Then, i went to the open the main door and allowed Pek Pek to come him.. He is always the first one to arrive my house.. Then, i would ran upstairs again to call grandma.. Grandma would then smile to me and say, “Sern, 新年快乐。。&lt;span class="description"&gt;阿嬤祝你学业进步。。乖乖的。。” Then she took out an angpow with the wrinkled hands and passed it to me.. After hugging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="description"&gt;阿嬤 and gave her a huge hug, i would help her to walk down the stairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bringing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="description"&gt;阿嬤 down, i would once again ran upstairs to wake kor kor up... Kor kor is always the latest to wake up.. But it will only take him 10 minutes to wash up and dressed up with new shirt and looked handsome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time Kor kor is ready, almost everyone will be here... Those hungry would go the the dining room to eat and those not hungry would sit down and chit chat... After everyone was done with lunch, the highlight of the gathering would be GAMBLING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by virtually being the youngest kid in the family (not after Trisha and Josh came to the family), i was assured to have unlimited amount of "chips"... Tong Tong Pek Pek will give me money whenever i ran out of money, and this would make all other cousins started to make noise...  And this gambling would end until one of the uncles decided to go back.... Then, the biggest winner of the day would give me (again) a big angpow and an additional big ang pow as lucky draw... Ha ha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been what i did during Chinese New Year for the last 15 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, everything will be different even if i were in Malaysia... Grandma passed away... And i doubt uncles would be coming to my house anymore since most uncles are already grandfathers.. Haiy.... This year, i will have a paper to do and also 2 midterms coming up... What a bad way to celebrate my chinese new year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what i had for my "reunion" dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SX0972cNe6I/AAAAAAAABiE/i9HtFuJeqyU/s1600-h/IMG_6273.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SX0972cNe6I/AAAAAAAABiE/i9HtFuJeqyU/s400/IMG_6273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295456835292986274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The video that makes me feel that i am still considered as lucky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqDdhloTLM4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqDdhloTLM4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="description"&gt;But regardless of how far away i am from my family, i can feel their love for me through the phone calls that they make... But this year, i wont get to listen to Ah Ma's voice anymore... But never mind... at least i still have the chance to talk to papa, mummy and kor kor.. That's good enough to ease my home-sickness... Happy Chinese New Year... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2682202800031159632-1535112895623588796?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/1535112895623588796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=1535112895623588796&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1535112895623588796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1535112895623588796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-lucky.html' title='I am lucky..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SX0972cNe6I/AAAAAAAABiE/i9HtFuJeqyU/s72-c/IMG_6273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-1791151338117528447</id><published>2009-01-24T13:08:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:07:48.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Gathering/Reunion..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year !! Happy 牛 Year.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So happy right now, although Chinese New Year is actually 2 days from now.. But i am really excited now, although i dont get to celebrate at home again.. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*haiy, i dont even want to think about how sad it is to celebrate chinese new year abroad... anyway, i changed my blog's song to 新年快乐, a song that i used to sing a lot.. &lt;/span&gt;:) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camwhore before going out..&lt;br /&gt;whishing you guys happy new year.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtpwOlxfsI/AAAAAAAABhU/AxQqydejQwA/s1600-h/IMG_6216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtpwOlxfsI/AAAAAAAABhU/AxQqydejQwA/s400/IMG_6216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294942064175316674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday, together with a bunch of Singaporeans, I had a really great Chinese New Year Gathering/Dinner/ Reunion... All of us went to Chinatown to have hot-pot (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;steamboat, i wonder why in America, they dont call it steamboat....)&lt;/span&gt;. Although there is nothing special about hot pot since the shop pretty much ran out of ingredients, I had a pretty good time doing some catch up with a few "bruddersss"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guys in Uni of Chicago can really study and also "act cute"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtqPqZ6paI/AAAAAAAABhc/2BzUVGfHFJQ/s1600-h/IMG_6229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtqPqZ6paI/AAAAAAAABhc/2BzUVGfHFJQ/s400/IMG_6229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294942604217722274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how about acting cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtqis8LllI/AAAAAAAABhk/-dQg9F5ngfo/s1600-h/IMG_6247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtqis8LllI/AAAAAAAABhk/-dQg9F5ngfo/s400/IMG_6247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294942931315824210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After dinner, we had a mini after party in our party port - 1114N... Yesterday was also Vincent's birthday, so we bought him a cake and celebrated for him! Yay! But also because of this, i was not concentrating in my Poker game and lost USD 5.. What a not-so-brilliant-way to start my new year... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vincent, let you have a solo picture on my blog.. *ehem ehem*&lt;br /&gt;Happy 20th birthday!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtr8pGE8VI/AAAAAAAABh8/8Io6pUmVpjU/s1600-h/IMG_6260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtr8pGE8VI/AAAAAAAABh8/8Io6pUmVpjU/s400/IMG_6260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294944476471816530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Malaysian + Cake + Taiwanese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtrCGspDkI/AAAAAAAABhs/f9GEKRYUMRc/s1600-h/IMG_6259.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtrCGspDkI/AAAAAAAABhs/f9GEKRYUMRc/s400/IMG_6259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294943470805913154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Sibo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtrkxxBcPI/AAAAAAAABh0/xYfRyLeA6RQ/s1600-h/IMG_6256.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtrkxxBcPI/AAAAAAAABh0/xYfRyLeA6RQ/s400/IMG_6256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294944066482565362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Although it is not officially Chinese New Year yet, allow me to wish all of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;新年快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;。。。万事如意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;快快乐乐&lt;/span&gt;。。。。&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;开开心心&lt;/span&gt;。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;财源滚滚&lt;/span&gt;。。。。 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;寿比南山&lt;/span&gt;。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-1791151338117528447?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/1791151338117528447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=1791151338117528447&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1791151338117528447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/1791151338117528447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-gatheringreunion.html' title='Chinese New Year Gathering/Reunion..'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXtpwOlxfsI/AAAAAAAABhU/AxQqydejQwA/s72-c/IMG_6216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-6328748748519553530</id><published>2009-01-23T00:16:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:35:40.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>This is my second year celebrating Chinese New Year without family... Regardless of what, it always feel very shitty to celebrate such an important event without family around you... To be honest, Chinese New Year is really meaningful to me as this is the time where all family members gather together to have a great bonding time... Sometimes, i really feel sad for those kids who have been studying in US/ UK/ Canada since they were young as it seems like Chinese New Year means nothing to them anymore!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyway, celebrating with close friends , a "papa" and a god father and a few brudders also not bad -lar&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent is also super happy today because his 7.5kg Chinese New Year goodies have finally arrived! (When is mine coming? T-T ) Since he is my housemate/roommate and etc, his stuff will also be shared by me! Yay~ In the end, we eventually set up a Chinese New Year goodies corner in our apartment.. So, do come over and have some cookies specially made from Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So happy opening the parcel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXlik5-pVyI/AAAAAAAABgM/Of3zheOJJuQ/s1600-h/IMG_6203.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXlik5-pVyI/AAAAAAAABgM/Of3zheOJJuQ/s400/IMG_6203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294371223129118498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But ended up being mine.. Wahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXli-BY7NVI/AAAAAAAABgU/uWHY6BjmG28/s1600-h/IMG_6205.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXli-BY7NVI/AAAAAAAABgU/uWHY6BjmG28/s400/IMG_6205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294371654615119186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, to ease my --homesicknessduetoCNY--- illness, I decided to make/bake my favorite cookie which is Honey CornFlakes Cookie..  It is probably the easiest and most delicious cookies anyone could think of! I remembered i would always gooble up all Honey Cornflakes cookies whenever my aunt made themfor Chinese New Year.. It looks like i am going to bake them myself for the next 2 years.. How sad can that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the entire process.... And it tasted as good as my aunt's. Looks like i am really talented in these baking and cooking area.... Another option for my future career - Chef !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Melting the butter and honey and sugar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXliYrgZK8I/AAAAAAAABgE/iY2HNq-0YmE/s1600-h/IMG_6206.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXliYrgZK8I/AAAAAAAABgE/iY2HNq-0YmE/s400/IMG_6206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294371013085703106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feel lazy to tell you how to make it! google online..&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;TaDaa~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXljebEwmDI/AAAAAAAABgc/AsvQTb7c4yE/s1600-h/IMG_6208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXljebEwmDI/AAAAAAAABgc/AsvQTb7c4yE/s400/IMG_6208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294372211265673266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Close-Up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXlj6FU0eWI/AAAAAAAABgk/o5OnRvMO3Ro/s1600-h/IMG_6210.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXlj6FU0eWI/AAAAAAAABgk/o5OnRvMO3Ro/s400/IMG_6210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294372686463793506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In addition to those cookies, i also attempted to make a very *ehem ehem* complicated dish... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Claypot Chicken Rice... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;However, instead of using Claypot, i chose to use rice cooker... As the whole process is really long and tedious, i have no time to take any pictures for that "project"..&lt;br /&gt;But i do have a picture of the final product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It tasted so good.... like seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXlkZExmOPI/AAAAAAAABgs/bkeCIIwtlaU/s1600-h/IMG_6212.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXlkZExmOPI/AAAAAAAABgs/bkeCIIwtlaU/s400/IMG_6212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294373218892003570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am excited about Chinese New Year Dinner tomorrow.. In fact, this year, i will be attending two dinners.. One organized by Singaporean peeps and one organized by my beloved Taiwanese peeps!! Gong Xi Gong Xi !!&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/2682202800031159632-6328748748519553530?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/6328748748519553530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=6328748748519553530&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/6328748748519553530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/6328748748519553530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/01/pre-chinese-new-year.html' title='Pre-Chinese New Year'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXlik5-pVyI/AAAAAAAABgM/Of3zheOJJuQ/s72-c/IMG_6203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-4677024808140206652</id><published>2009-01-18T13:44:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:08:49.481-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I really love to sing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At this very moment, I am having a very special feeling, a mixture of happiness, disappointment and sadness... Very much hoping to find someone to share my feeling, i couldn't find the best person.. In fact, i have no idea how to express my feeling now in words... &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy because i believe i did really well during yesterday performance. Well, i mean it is not the first time i am singing on stage, or rather, to sing a song which i have been singing for many many years on a huge stage is not a big deal.. But i always feel so happy to sing in Chicago, much more than in Malaysia... It just feel so different... In addition to that, i felt extremely happy when strangers were stunned with my voice and complimented me on that.... It feels really good when there are about 20 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;random people&lt;/span&gt; who complimented you on your singing... This really gives me like an additional boost of confidence... (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Thanks to all of you who came yesterday... And Thanks to the 20+ people who said i sang really well... I really appreciate it!! )&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am disappointed because i really love to sing now... But why am i disappointed then? Because i know that this passion will only remain as a dream and not a reality... I have to face the reality that i am a banker, central banker to be exact.. Ha ha!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, i should concentrate in boosting the economics development of Malaysia, and not the entertainment industry.. What would you do if you really like to do something that you shouldn't do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad because .. erm.. Well, i always feel sad after every performance... I do not really know how to express this feeling in words, but i would say, it is the feeling of "losing something"... Something that you really treasure and love... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;With Jesicca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOJUu_mJ5I/AAAAAAAABfE/zBdZkLiX80s/s1600-h/IMG_6179.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOJUu_mJ5I/AAAAAAAABfE/zBdZkLiX80s/s400/IMG_6179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292724976395626386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With Xue, my singing partner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOJ1DYRGbI/AAAAAAAABfM/FiQbXvoEJLk/s1600-h/IMG_6182.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOJ1DYRGbI/AAAAAAAABfM/FiQbXvoEJLk/s400/IMG_6182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292725531623627186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;With Alice, prettiest girl of all.. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOKFpLZZtI/AAAAAAAABfU/2Ff11sc7_Bo/s1600-h/IMG_6191.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOKFpLZZtI/AAAAAAAABfU/2Ff11sc7_Bo/s400/IMG_6191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292725816648099538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm da pimp! Yeah babe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOKfv-4tDI/AAAAAAAABfc/jbWegM48jTE/s1600-h/IMG_6187.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOKfv-4tDI/AAAAAAAABfc/jbWegM48jTE/s400/IMG_6187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292726265151271986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And of course, my beloved friends... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOLK6vNAWI/AAAAAAAABfs/h_P6ymcwc3c/s1600-h/IMG_6185.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOLK6vNAWI/AAAAAAAABfs/h_P6ymcwc3c/s400/IMG_6185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292727006772658530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOK6Kz6-YI/AAAAAAAABfk/YXFWDEKdcCg/s1600-h/IMG_6184.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOK6Kz6-YI/AAAAAAAABfk/YXFWDEKdcCg/s400/IMG_6184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292726719029639554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682202800031159632-4677024808140206652?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/4677024808140206652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=4677024808140206652&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4677024808140206652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/4677024808140206652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-really-love-to-sing.html' title='I really love to sing...'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXOJUu_mJ5I/AAAAAAAABfE/zBdZkLiX80s/s72-c/IMG_6179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7181170621211153939</id><published>2009-01-16T15:41:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:49:30.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If I am not a.... I will be a.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;While i was reading those famous bloggers' blogs, I was thinking that how can i make my blog more reader friendly.. Recently, i realize that i am now facing the lowest point of my blogging sensation that i started 2 years ago... I wonder what is lacking in my blog... Haiy.. Maybe i need some time to explore this problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week has been really busy for me.. Second week is always the "turning point" of my academic life since first week is always the most chill and relaxing one... Two problem sets, and 9 hours of working is definitely not an easy thing! However, glad that i have a bunch of friends (especially Vincent , my house mate) for his help with all the problem sets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in addition to that, i am glad that i am a scholar... Not because of i am boasting that i am one, but, is mainly because i have secured in a job even before i started my university life... Since i chose to do economics over medicine, (ok.. i didnt really choose... rather, i have no choice..) I have prepared myself to face the cruelty of the finance world.. If the market is good, you will earn hell lot of money, if the market is bad (like now), you will probably lose your job and have nothing to eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is clearly reflected with my recent internship application...  I think i applied to about 6 companies and i can officially declared that i got rejected by ALL (although i have only received one formal rejection letter with no other news from others)... Hmm.. I will not say i am stupid as my CGPA clearly doesnt reflect that i am one.. I will not say i am not friendly, since my resume clearly justifies i am a social butterfly...  But why i got rejected? It feels kinda shitty when i get to know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone that is less deserving than me&lt;/span&gt; get many many calls, while i didn't receive anything... But well, never mind... &lt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my someone can be an a general someone... so, don't think too much...but most of the people who receive something deserve that la.. -_-!!!&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i have prepared myself for some worst case scenario...&lt;br /&gt;If i am jobless in the future, i could probably be a ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) Photographer..&lt;br /&gt;- Look at the angle and the model's expression.. Priceless (i assume it is as good as those taken in America Next Top Model or even better since mine is not edited)&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;model below: Kegon Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEBrROEayI/AAAAAAAABeE/jMCYeaHttFI/s1600-h/IMG_6010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEBrROEayI/AAAAAAAABeE/jMCYeaHttFI/s400/IMG_6010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292012880005458722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;B) Model&lt;br /&gt;- Look at how good i am in finding the best angle to make sure my face is not blocked my the shadow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEB_d1l9gI/AAAAAAAABeM/ldXTIlbmkqs/s1600-h/IMG_6009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEB_d1l9gI/AAAAAAAABeM/ldXTIlbmkqs/s400/IMG_6009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292013226989843970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEDNB4PewI/AAAAAAAABek/VOXnWTk9zJQ/s1600-h/IMG_6058.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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEDNB4PewI/AAAAAAAABek/VOXnWTk9zJQ/s400/IMG_6058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292014559514557186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXECTpQcBaI/AAAAAAAABeU/ERGXoC2dCjQ/s1600-h/IMG_6027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXECTpQcBaI/AAAAAAAABeU/ERGXoC2dCjQ/s400/IMG_6027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292013573652612514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXECsFFxadI/AAAAAAAABec/NyCSEc0TKAY/s1600-h/IMG_5753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXECsFFxadI/AAAAAAAABec/NyCSEc0TKAY/s400/IMG_5753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292013993440930258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;C) Singer&lt;br /&gt;Something that i have always wanted to be be... Or maybe i can be a vocal instructor.. I am so proud with my singers who is going to perform tomorrow during the CUSA Show.. After some pointers and guidance, they are singing so well now.. I guess my status as "Chicago Idol" is not as firm anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strike&gt;i could not imagine if mummy were to see this&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&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/2682202800031159632-7181170621211153939?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7181170621211153939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7181170621211153939&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7181170621211153939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7181170621211153939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-i-am-not-i-will-be.html' title='If I am not a.... I will be a.....'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEBrROEayI/AAAAAAAABeE/jMCYeaHttFI/s72-c/IMG_6010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-7749489757109039649</id><published>2009-01-13T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:06:44.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just to tell all of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince helped me to buy concert tickets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for these two acts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i am excited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 29 - Britney Spears with Pussycat Dolls as opening act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 20 - Il Divo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. I am Excited!&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/2682202800031159632-7749489757109039649?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/7749489757109039649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=7749489757109039649&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7749489757109039649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/7749489757109039649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/01/excited.html' title='Excited。。。'/><author><name>arJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884715974921302496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SXEH1vzi7rI/AAAAAAAABes/o5w18cBogHg/S220/IMG_6120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682202800031159632.post-3581436876078788881</id><published>2009-01-12T00:22:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:00:21.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I missed Ah Ma (Grandma)...</title><content type='html'>Is 12.21am now... By right, i should be sleeping now. One of my resolutions for this year is to sleep before 12 every night! But then, while i was half way through my revision, something struck my mind! Images of how my grandma cared for me when i was a little brat, till the last moment of her death flashed through my mind pieces by pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of sudden, i cried like a baby... I wonder what happen... I was still laughing 20 minutes ago, but out of a sudden, i thought of ah ma.. Not many will understand the sadness that i felt just now.. It was so intense that i could barely talk.. Tears just came rolling down without any control for about 5 minutes... I thought i was jinxed, but no... I missed Grandma too much... I tried to deny that all the time, cause today, i proven myself wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being the youngest grandson of the family,&lt;br /&gt;Grandma is the one who never fails to show all her love for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When i need to buy something and yet my parents didn't want to buy for me,&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ma never fails to get it for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i didnt do well in an exam and mummy wanted to cane me,&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ma never fails to protect me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was sick and have no appetite to eat,&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ma never fails to cook something that i like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i had stomachache,&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ma never fails to rub my stomach using warm hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was back home,&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ma never fails to greet me with a smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When i was angry and started to scold everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ma never fails to accept everything that i say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i have treated ah ma better... i hope.. But this will remain as a hope forever... I hope ah ma would have given me a chance to apologize upon all my childishness... all my rebellious moments.. This will remain one of the thing i regret in my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah Ma.. I miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="title"&gt;&lt;span class="frdtitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;阿嬤的話 (Ah Ma's Words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;阿嬤妳今嘛在叨位　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah ma, where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阮在叫妳妳甘有聽到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am calling you, do you hear it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阮的認真甲阮的成功妳甘有看到　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am successful now, do you see it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阮在叫妳妳知影沒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am calling you, do you know it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阿嬤妳今嘛過的好麼　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah Ma, how are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;甘有人塊甲妳照顧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there anyone to take care of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望後世人阮擱會凍來乎妳疼　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopefully, i can still have the luxury to be doted by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作妳永遠的孫仔　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be your grandson again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;擱叫妳一聲阿嬤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to call you Ah Ma once more.....&lt;/span&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/_4SDxRcgN55M/SWrl0xN1LOI/AAAAAAAABd8/mNoD3oKC-1A/s1600-h/n590737490_769769_234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SDxRcgN55M/SWrl0xN1LOI/AAAAAAAABd8/mNoD3oKC-1A/s400/n590737490_769769_234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290293407027375330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: Grandma and Kor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Treat all the elders around you while you still have the chance.. Find some time to call home, talk to your grandparents... Give yourself a chance to call them, to greet them, to hug them, while you still the chance to do so! Don't wait till the time when you will regret for not doing so...&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/2682202800031159632-3581436876078788881?l=prince-jsern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/feeds/3581436876078788881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682202800031159632&amp;postID=3581436876078788881&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3581436876078788881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682202800031159632/posts/default/3581436876078788881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-jsern.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-missed-ah-ma-grandma.html' tit
