<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 13:45:50 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>My daily Crap</title><description>You sure this is what you want?</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>343</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-6438200162062928070</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 17:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-23T21:55:01.221+08:00</atom:updated><title>Breaking the ties</title><description>Finally, after a long and excruciating period of books mugging, I can now officially ditch all of them aside, it's over for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!! I'm blogging once again! After a good 1 month :D and I just clear up my table, no more books in sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda hesitated a while before writing this post, partly was due to my prior intention of completely abandoning the blog, I really mean it though. But then again, I have so many thoughts to pen down, and I figure I should just write here once in a while, for whatever reason it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yay, my first post after A levels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also signifies the end of my college life, and marks the beginning of my Uni life (which is now all blurry and uncertain yet) but what I'm positive for sure is, I'm gonna be doing Economics. Accounting seems way too unattractive to me, as in the job scope. I may like it as a subject, but I don't think I'll like it as a career, walao all the experience I heard from past accountants definitely scares the shit outta me. As for economics, hmmh, I like the theories, it's interesting to learn, but mind you, it requires lots of thinking and reasoning and the exam is definitely no fun :(Despite not being a professional degree, I'd still prefer to be enrolled in this discipline. Or both if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here comes my seemingly endless holiday (unless I've decided and got accepted by the Unis I want, not to mention obtaining a scholarship by any means possible), I have so many plans! Not that you people care also :D&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/_9p0E6flb6I8/SwqNNXtCETI/AAAAAAAAD5w/nJf2B_9cqMM/s1600/15933_223453875168_533225168_4483748_5464756_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9p0E6flb6I8/SwqNNXtCETI/AAAAAAAAD5w/nJf2B_9cqMM/s400/15933_223453875168_533225168_4483748_5464756_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407289563452412210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last day of College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9p0E6flb6I8/SwqNNB5PXbI/AAAAAAAAD5o/DYtPY5Pox3E/s1600/15933_223453870168_533225168_4483747_3976020_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9p0E6flb6I8/SwqNNB5PXbI/AAAAAAAAD5o/DYtPY5Pox3E/s400/15933_223453870168_533225168_4483747_3976020_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407289557598035378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the whole group of my class, a decent class picture, some of which I think I won't see them again o.O Not to mean that they're gonna die or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the night, we thought of toasting our achievements by going somewhere further than usual, so we decided to head over to laundry bar. I thought we would at least be enjoying ourselves but, some circumstances just kinda ruined the happy-and-merry-or-so-i-thought atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I have to say something about this. If you're going out with a bunch of friends, and you're bringing your another half, the least you can do is to enjoy with the rest. If by any means an argument or some big thing just happened that you seriously have to whack the living out of your, another half, please, at least have the decency to do it privately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that you unintentionally grabbed all the attentions from everybody, it's rude and demeaning as well. Then people will start to wonder, oh my gee, what just happened wtf, did they just got slapped by the pasta??? And your friends, automatically would have turned to help you, try to lighten up your mood, because you're a friend, and they can't just leave you alone. Then the atmosphere would turn awkward, although we'll still talk and laugh, but it's not like we don't know what happened just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So point is, if you and your, another half is there, at least try to tolerate among one self, smile, and deal with it later. Should you really have a dire need to scream amongst yourselves, don't just walk away, at least put up a smile and say to the group, hei guys, we both gotta pee or something, please excuse us. We'll understand, and if you need to talk about it later, you still can, at least things would be a lot better I believe. Being in a relationship doesn't mean you deserve all the attentions ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If whoever related to this may have felt offended to a certain extent, and that you need to say a gazillion bad words to curse me (although I believe it's unlikely to happen XD) please understand that, I'm your friend, and I'm just trying to help. Some things are better said, so that we know what happened. Just don't take offense la ok :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, a bit too much for my first post, time to take a break. BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst knowing my exam is finally over, there's still some people who are still struggling, or their exam has just begun, well, sorry to say but, you just have to SUCK IT UP :D Have a happy exam time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No la jk, here's my very sincere wish, best of luck! Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-6438200162062928070?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/11/breaking-ties.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9p0E6flb6I8/SwqNNXtCETI/AAAAAAAAD5w/nJf2B_9cqMM/s72-c/15933_223453875168_533225168_4483748_5464756_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-8027617012571036201</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 12:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T20:54:11.970+08:00</atom:updated><title>It's Official</title><description>This blog is strictly on Hiatus, until, well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the time I like lor. But KONFIRM no update for now la. Nothing to blog at all, might even consider to totally abandon it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all there's facebook n everything, I wonder what's the purpose of a blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still not allowed to ditch me until I officially shut it down okay :D ehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-8027617012571036201?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-official.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-2410074463474947234</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 09:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-16T18:53:23.073+08:00</atom:updated><title>Choices</title><description>Our life revolves choices. Choices to be made, choices to be decided, and choices to ponder for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We choose what we want to eat later. This is a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We choose our favorite color. This is a choice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if we choose to ruin someone's life deliberately, that my friend, it's not a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just means you're a pathetic bitch who enjoys the satisfaction of watching them fall at the expense of their humiliation. Just like killing somebody, it's not a choice as well, it just means you're digging your own grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a comical life we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-2410074463474947234?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/10/choices.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-6775744886789593502</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 04:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-11T14:44:02.292+08:00</atom:updated><title>My class, AN9A</title><description>The past one and a half year has been one of the best time I had, the least to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in May 2008, I was enrolled into TARC, where I got the chance of meeting up with a bunch of people, where we self claimed as the Beast and Bitches (dam lame right wtf lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember our very first outing, we went for a movie! Can't remember what we watched though, but that was a big bunch of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN2648.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/DSCN2648.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time, most of them are as innocent as they are! But time proved me wrong. Very wrong indeed XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the days where we are red and prosperous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03614.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/DSC03614.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the day we're all black yet joyful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9917_149700552498_709227498_2751802.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/9917_149700552498_709227498_2751802.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This my friend, is my class. My one a half year there is definitely not just a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9917_149690247498_709227498_2751673.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/9917_149690247498_709227498_2751673.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times when we were so spontaneous, one suggestion, and poof, up we are at Genting, acting like bunch of asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00696.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/DSC00696.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We experienced High and Low together, both the good and bad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01625.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/DSC01625.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more visiting a friend house during Chinese New year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01815.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/DSC01815.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent most of our times eating together, hanging out, doing stupid things, gossiping, we're most than just friends. We are one family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01906.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/DSC01906.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, some of our night life includes partying, so they say, study hard, but party harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02177.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/DSC02177.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the chilling out session with beers and liquors, and some unforgettable drunk scenes XD *the most classic one? must ask chua hunt lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05443.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/DSC05443.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there were also times when we spent our night squeezing in a friends room (in 1 single bed wtf)! Just because we couldn't go back to our places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02744.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/DSC02744.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the camwhoring spirit in us that never fail in us. What's more with they cute gay shots? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC07981-tile.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/DSC07981-tile.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also the candid which revealed their true faces!! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/IMG_0025.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and tide waits for no man, good times fly faster than we could even realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/IMG_0030.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure, despite not being able to attend the same classes with you guys anymore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0097.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/IMG_0097.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship never dies, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1331.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Last%20Day/IMG_1331.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I truly want to say is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really been a great pleasure to be in the same class with you guys. This post can never justify the fun times we spent together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO LONG LASTING FRIENDSHIPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex-AN9ians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s::: ehhhh, sushi bonanza is here again :D Mon-thurs, pick a date yeah bitches n beasts XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-6775744886789593502?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-class-an9a.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-2588459433863946087</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 10:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-26T23:08:33.770+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Black Eyed Peas</title><description>Judging at my almost dead blog, not like I care anymore, but but, here's something for whoever readers (if any left) to read, if you may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had the opportunity to work at a concert - &lt;a href="http://www.arthursday.com.my/"&gt;ARTHURS DAY&lt;/a&gt;, which I think most of you are quite familiar with.  The point is of course, to celebrate the founder, Guinness Arthur, for establishing the liquor company that have left a legacy in the history of beers manufacturing, a remarkable 250 years down the journey of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/black%20eyed%20peas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02841.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/black%20eyed%20peas/DSC02841.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In which, KL is the only continent in Asia selected to host this massive event. Proud, not? Thanks to Mei Zhen, few of us had the chance to work there as "ticket collectors", reaching there as early as 3pm before the event begins. We waited until around 5-6pm before we were assigned to our duties, and I seriously think it's a pure waste of time. Never mind that, what's after are those that only matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/black%20eyed%20peas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02843.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/black%20eyed%20peas/DSC02843.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm very impressed with their stage in fact, it looked dam cool the moment I saw it. Too bad no big artists were rehearsing, how nice if we get to see Black Eyed Peas first before any of the crowd does. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/black%20eyed%20peas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02848.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/black%20eyed%20peas/DSC02848.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That night itself, me and my friends were assigned to be a one day bouncer. I say, it totally sucked. Due to the fact that this concert serves alcohol (you gotta buy it if you're not a vip) at RM10 per pint, so many people, I mean A HELL LOT of people are literally squeezing their way into the drinking zone just to get themselves a drink. It's almost as if there's treasure inside or something wei. And when you have to handle such crowds, they tend to be impatient, and when they becomes impatient, they get furious eventually, and when they get furious, we - the poor staffs, will subsequently get all their screwing. The pay we were offered definitely do not justify the amount of workload we had, it's just quite unfair to be working our ass off for such a meager amount of pay, whats more when we couldn't really enjoy the concert at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/black%20eyed%20peas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02851.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/black%20eyed%20peas/DSC02851.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just when I thought the night couldn't go any more worse, I told myself, fuck this man, I'm gonna go party when black eyed peas are out. And so me and hunt ditched our job, and joined the crowd when BEP is coming out. Due to the immense crowd and barely visible sight from our place, Hunt suggested that we head to another spot for a clearer and better sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a dull night, it became one of the most spectacular night that I ever had. BEP definitely did an awesome job getting the crowd all hype up, words definitely cannot describe how good they are. Guess what, they even had fireworks after that, super thumbs up man. What else could be better other than holding a pint of beer, listening to the live version of I Gotta Feeling, and greeted by a spectacular fireworks display right after that? Everything just became seemingly unimportant after that XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/black%20eyed%20peas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02859.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/black%20eyed%20peas/DSC02859.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But still, the highlights of the night? It's not the 2 pint of beers I &lt;s&gt;stole&lt;/s&gt; took, with gratitude, from the gold zone (it's free anyway), it's the chance that I had where I was so close with Fergie, like only few CMs away from her, because me and hunt abused our worker pass and trespassed into some restricted area right beside the stage, and then she walked towards us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/black%20eyed%20peas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02856-tile.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/black%20eyed%20peas/DSC02856-tile.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't zoom my camera at all. I swear I could touch her already. FERGIEEEE &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-2588459433863946087?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/09/black-eyed-peas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-8997595702429183012</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 04:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T22:18:57.434+08:00</atom:updated><title>A timid rat</title><description>There's a rat,&lt;br /&gt;Timid, black and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Lives in a hole,&lt;br /&gt;Unsighted by the world,&lt;br /&gt;Unseen by people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing he has,&lt;br /&gt;that made him proud.&lt;br /&gt;A rat,&lt;br /&gt;an apathetic one,&lt;br /&gt;who thought he knew the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lucky day,&lt;br /&gt;He saw a cheese.&lt;br /&gt;It's not just a normal cheese,&lt;br /&gt;By just the sight of it,&lt;br /&gt;he knew it's the most wonderful of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking and pondering,&lt;br /&gt;Hesitating and contemplating.&lt;br /&gt;To go for it,&lt;br /&gt;Yet afraid of the danger surrounds,&lt;br /&gt;he left wondering, should he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments flew by,&lt;br /&gt;Cheese is still left untouched.&lt;br /&gt;A thought emerged,&lt;br /&gt;the cheese will be his eventually,&lt;br /&gt;he will come by some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days passed by,&lt;br /&gt;Cheese is still secured.&lt;br /&gt;The little rat.&lt;br /&gt;Timid as always still,&lt;br /&gt;taking the cheese for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An abrupt movement,&lt;br /&gt;He was alerted.&lt;br /&gt;Another rat has came,&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blues,&lt;br /&gt;Which caught him off guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely cheese,&lt;br /&gt;Was pouched away.&lt;br /&gt;Disappeared and vanished,&lt;br /&gt;from the sight he was so accustomed to,&lt;br /&gt;It's now gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rat,&lt;br /&gt;Still as timid as he is.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing was done and taken,&lt;br /&gt;Helpless in one hand,&lt;br /&gt;Or just simply pathetic in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An inexplicable sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;emerged from his timid heart.&lt;br /&gt;The cheese he took granted for,&lt;br /&gt;Is not merely just a cheese,&lt;br /&gt;It's his beautiful dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's gone, and gone for good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-8997595702429183012?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/09/timid-rat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-7692313137042667427</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 12:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-11T19:30:45.588+08:00</atom:updated><title>Patriostism - One Malaysia</title><description>I stumbled across this advertisement while watching TV today, it talks about patriotism in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a rainy day, where a middle aged Malay motorist stopped by at a bus stand waiting for the rain to subside. At the bus stop alone, a few groups of people (all malays if my memory serves me well) also sat there either waiting for buses, or to gain temporary shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some lightning struck on a pole , and down fall the Malaysian flag. Nobody seemed to bother about it's predicament, except that uncle of course, who seemed to have an urge to grab it back. Soon enough, a car seemed to be approaching. The uncle, feeling paranoid and fearing that the car will run over the flag, very quickly, he ran towards the flag and picked it up immediately without hesitation, ignoring the heavy downpour of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message is quite vivid. It says, Our country flag is our pride, never let our pride down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the point of the day, will you do the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think the advertisement itself is already instilling racism? Put it in this way, why must everyone in the bus stand be Malays? Are Malays the only people who are patriotic enough to protect their pride, the Malaysian flag? I can't help but to relate pride with social rights, of course they have the benefit of being the aborigines, deserving much more advantage in many ways. So, does that justify the fact that they are the only people who will be protecting our pride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself this, do you think, by any chance will they replace that Malay uncle with a Chinese, to pick up the flag? Haha, guess the answer is so obvious that most of us would have already knew without guessing. Chinese, and indians alike, we - are much lower than that of the Malays, that we - are incapable of protecting our national pride, our country flag. Talking about ranking, if ever you have to compare which race is better in this country, I guess the native Malays tops the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is the point of instilling patriotism? When some of these patriotic messages are still indirectly elevating the rights of the Bumiputras? How do one be patriotic, when we are still being treated unequally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about the new motto, or patriotic code whatever it's called - ONE MALAYSIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of being one, is being unified alike, being the same, hence the word - ONE, because everything will reconciled into being a united representation, denoted by the figure 1. Such powerful number isn't it? Like who doesn't like to be number 1 in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However so, picture this, few pencils are being tied together, some being short and some being long, of course when you tie them together it will be in ONE bundle. But the thing is, the height is unequal, when you put your palm on the sharp led surfaces, the longer pencils will actually poke you, it hurts does it.  See, when you have unequal objects together, uniting them might give you a stronger bond in the outside, but when you tries to approach them in the inside, it does actually hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same like races, if we are treated unequally, of course the government can always unite us as it seems on the outside, but deep within, do you think the aim can be achieved, when backstabbing among races, conflicts and arguments, corruptions are happening like never before? One day, the bond will still break. Why does all these seems to happen? Because some people aren't happy with their current positions, they feel mistreated, they feel unfair. If uniting people in different races is already such a tedious task, wouldn't by having unequal rights among one races with the other adds up  the impossibility in this? It's funny how our government can seem so confident by just saying one malaysia, but little did they know that the younger generation aren't that blind anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I still loves my country, I still love the fact that I'm born here, but I am just not so patriotic, because I can't feel it deep within, or should I say, there isn't any reasons that allows me to feel so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Malaysia. 1 Nation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-7692313137042667427?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/09/patriostism-one-malaysia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-1090473901326691178</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 12:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-30T13:01:58.866+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Time Again.</title><description>AH, holidays, again. My good precious 1 week break. The purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devoted to studying, like what else can you do if you're a A levels student? But then again, something is better than nothing. I think it came at the right time, needed this break to catch up with the syllabus anyway, was lacking way behind already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, perhaps the word "holiday" is just not the right term. Isn't it purpose defying when you're doing what you do almost everyday where the point of having a "holiday", is to be exempted from doing ur daily assessments? Still, I'm not complaining, it's just my two cents. The world is spinning way too fast already, it's either you pick up your steps and catch up as fast as you could, or the alternative is to sit back, relax, and watch the world going into a deep shit while you yourself, enjoy the life of a loser. Come to think of it, it's not exactly a bad thing hmmh. But of course, I still choose to be one of the kiasu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I went clubbing twice in this month. Headed to Quattro at first, but poor thing, those cute innocent little girls were too young to enter. Dam yam kung man, 19 yrs old kena halau by bouncer XD Which leaves us no choice but to barcelona instead. Dominated by 90% guys, and 10% girls. Imagine the dance floor being surrounded by 9 guys with sweaty armpits, and the one poor girl who got surrounded in the middle by the lovely smells. Yeap, think the ratio is quite correct :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, still, interesting night though. 7 ppl in a MyVii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02678.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/DSC02678.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The lucky guy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other time was 2 days ago. MOS. Again.The same place, again. Repetitively emphasizing on "again". AGAIN!! coz I kinda lost interest in going there actually. But this time I went with a bunch of guys :D The mbs gang whom I used to hang out the most last time. Haha, 6 ma lat lou, in a club. Wooh. Exciting giler. Kinda missed the time going out with them actually, we haven't go out together like that in a very long time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Andrew's bungalow at sg. Long to crash after that. Slept at 6, And woke up at 10. Didn't think I slept at all that morning, stupid brain which couldn't stop playing the MOS beats and music, dam super annoying. That's the consequences when the alcohol effects faded away, leaving your mind fully conscious and alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and ccl who can't seem to sleep either, dengan semangat berkobar kobarnya, we dived into the swimming pool right after we woke up. The sky was gloomy, with breezy winds and the morning drizzle, the weather couldn't be any perfect. There's just one thing though, it's seriously freaking cold once you stayed too long in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming there is quite an experience actually. The sight ahead of the pool is just simply spectacular, because it has never occurred to me that somewhere in the middle of Sg. Long, lies a bungalow like this! There's a pond in the huge garden where you can see ducks quacks in the morning, birds humming beautifully, but too bad no chickens KOKOKOKO~ coz it's 10 in the morning already. Naturally quiet and serene, you can hardly enjoy this scenery living in a concrete jungle, it very much resembles the lifestyle of a kampung village. Just naturally peaceful, and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00494.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/DSC00494.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Infinity Pool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I know most of you, in fact close to everyone, would not have read until this part because you will go like : AIYA SO MANY WORDS, DON WAN READ ALREADY LAAAAAAAAAA, but it's okay. I just like to write a whole lot of shit once in a while :)  It's time to enjoy my stack of never ending (for now) books, I'll conquer them one by one, because I wanna get flying colors in my final exams. That, is a promise I made for myself, and I really wanna accomplish it badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-1090473901326691178?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-3489754344878267981</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 05:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-24T15:51:14.680+08:00</atom:updated><title>Moderation is adequate</title><description>I stand alone in this city of jungle, looking far away, and caught nobody insight. Everything ahead of me was supposed to be familiar, yet it felt so aberrant, the sight that I am so used to, was no longer customary to me. I felt alienated, like a complete stranger, lost in this world I'm supposed to know. Succumbed by a wave of inexplicable fear, I started to tremble, both hands and leg. Then my state of mind got carried away by the sea of emotions, and my world just went into a complete halt. A bed is what i need now, one accommodated with blankets of protection, and pillow of comfort. And so I found one, I sat and leaned against it, comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The serenity and peacefulness only lasted momentarily, I was then dragged away by a thick flow of memories. Memories of my past, the bad ones, specifically. The ones which I hadn't the gut to admit, the ones which embarrassed me that I had to lie upon it, the ones which made me wore a facade I could never take down. Why must I be so fond of these memories, can I just put a foot stop and end this misery? No. Because, it's what we call life. Fuck life, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love living in denial. Because it's the place I can find an answer to every unexplainable truth. To give me the answers that I only want to see and hear. Hah, but when logic came and play their role, I can't help but to laugh at my utter stupidity and silliness, a bitter laugh. Didn't occur to me that my heart too, can bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when some people can feel so contented with their life, they have to brag and boast about it every time they see, who also can't be bothered to even spare a thought to you, the less glamorous life of yours. Wait, what's even funnier is that, they don't even realize the contentment they get are at the expense of your sadness. How comical, people can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reminiscing the past, the bad ones especially. I love being sympathized and pitied, and even more when you hypocritically approach me and tell me, don't worry, it'll be alright. Fuck it. When words are spoken, they are just like spilled milk, once out, forever gone. No point trying to fix it later when you know you had indirectly ruin it intentionally in the first place. Sounds contradicting? That's the point, you know you're not supposed to do it, and yet you did. So fuck that as well. Friends are foes, acquaintances are stranger, they are all the same, and they will only be a phase of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love my life and the people around me. Oughtn't I be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~ have a jolly molly study break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-3489754344878267981?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/moderation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-5263825885460492687</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 16:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-16T17:21:14.636+08:00</atom:updated><title>Promtay 2009</title><description>A month ago, me and my friends attended a prom organized by Satya, Keng Sein and their fellow committee. This was their 2nd prom in fact, and it's quite amazing how a bunch of 17 years old girls manage to pull together and put up an event like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this time they had Masquerade as their theme, it was held at Heritage Mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1314.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/IMG_1314.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the conventional prom where most of them were held at a grand ball room in a hotel, they chose a different venue this time. It was more like a mansion, with different compartments catering for different purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02526.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/DSC02526.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you notice the photo above, a part of the second floor's ground is made out of glass, serving the purpose as another dance floor, but it's more of a a no-no place for girls. Lol, it took me a while to realize what's wrong with the floor when I ask some of my friends to dance there, they just shook their head vigorously and gave me a BIG-NO-GO-AWAY look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're as dumb as me and have no idea what's wrong, I'll give u a hint, stand beneath - look up - invisible glass - *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to be so obvious gua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1312.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/IMG_1312.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went there with a bunch of college friends, 11 of us in total. To be honest, I think the point of going such events is to take out ur camera and flash around like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1331.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/IMG_1331.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence the results of many shameless cam whores, but I'll only choose to upload a few :D which aren't so cam-whorish :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5649_124180900445_557955445_3507430.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/5649_124180900445_557955445_3507430.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I met my dearest MBS group of friends there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, we were supposed to have left our house at 6, and arrive there at 7. But something caught up in between, which resulted in our late arrival at around 9pm+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I wanna eat, most of the foods were already gone, in fact I don't think it was even replenished. During that night, all I could remember is just eating some breads and some mini tomatoes wtf. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5649_124180955445_557955445_3507439.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/5649_124180955445_557955445_3507439.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay, it was my first prom anyway. It was still an ummm, remarkable experience though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02530.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/DSC02530.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I noticed this girl, fuah. golden tube and mini skirt. Shining on the dance floor @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5649_124180915445_557955445_3507432.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/5649_124180915445_557955445_3507432.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dance floor was kinda packed, because of the limited space, but still everyone went crazy when the night begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5649_124180985445_557955445_3507444.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/5649_124180985445_557955445_3507444.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us were given a complimentary alcohol beverage, which was definitely not enough la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't have much to write already, i'll just let the pic do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually sound like this I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5649_124180940445_557955445_3507437.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/5649_124180940445_557955445_3507437.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asses 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5649_124181010445_557955445_3507449.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/5649_124181010445_557955445_3507449.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asses 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1334.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/IMG_1334.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coll mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1337.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/IMG_1337.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuah i looked like a S.H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1340.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/IMG_1340.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1341.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/IMG_1341.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1360.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/IMG_1360.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1361.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/IMG_1361.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice pic again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=new.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/new.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I say nice as well? A bit of vanity wouldn't kill, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5649_124181055445_557955445_3507458.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/promtay%202009/5649_124181055445_557955445_3507458.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random pic which I thought it was quite nice as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this marks the end of promtay 2009, I had fun at least, attending prom with both high school friends and college people, props for the organizing committee for doing a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it's way way way way way way better than my college's prom..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-5263825885460492687?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/promtay-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-2105458796391197898</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 13:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-11T22:28:07.959+08:00</atom:updated><title>Overjoyed.</title><description>Just got my AS results today, much to my surprise, I scored straight Aces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I myself cannot believe it, so it must either be some kind of miracle and God's blessing, or maybe just sheer luck. Whatever it is, I'm really satisfied and blessed, for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as you think I'm a bragger and boaster, feel free to think so, because I know at least I'm not trying to be one. I just wanna share it, because... .. wait, why do I even need a reason to share my joy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may have not did well, but hei, at least we tried our best right? After all, we still have A2 to catch up with, it's not the end yet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some classic pic that must be shown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02737.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/DSC02737.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good girls caught smoking??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juicy post ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-2105458796391197898?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/overjoyed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-7497471819603026074</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 09:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-05T16:55:39.181+08:00</atom:updated><title>Hope.</title><description>During the past 3 days, some of you may have already knew that I had been working at Pikom PC fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say this time is a lot more better than my first time. Despite the reduction in commission, it was compensated with a more fun and relaxing working environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're tired, we could just sit down and laze around lazily at our booth, but of course you can't do that every time alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, we even had Jackie Chan on our product =o because he's our new Product Ambassador. But the thing about jackie chan is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you want to see this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=img_169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/img_169.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=10095195-67127.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/10095195-67127.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than having...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02655.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/random/DSC02655.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Jackie Chan poster and the TV ads attracting you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when most of the customers there are guys (mostly horny, correct me if i'm wrong, but i'm pretty sure I'm not), and then there's this competitor who have a team of hot sexy show girl wearing tight mini skirts around flaunting their "assets" around, who do you think this bunch of guys will be attracted to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more hotties photo click, &lt;a href="http://forum.lowyat.net/index.php?showtopic=1115917&amp;amp;view=findpost&amp;amp;p=27704184"&gt;http://forum.lowyat.net/index.php?showtopic=1115917&amp;amp;view=findpost&amp;amp;p=27704184&lt;/a&gt; All credits goes to LYN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: if you click the link above, I guess you fall under that category :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the best part is none other than getting your salary paid on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02660.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/random/DSC02660.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole stack of cash, wait, SLASH the stack, it's only few pieces -.- I know, such minuscule petty amount right, still, nothing beats the satisfaction of your hard work getting paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just praying that they increase the commission that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah I didn't go for the hot air balloon right, way too tired for it and friends who couldn't give a damn going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02664.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/random/DSC02664.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember the&lt;a href="http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-kfc-flava-roast.html"&gt; KFC flava roast&lt;/a&gt; post I posted few weeks ago? No I didn't win. I just won the &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/kfc-flava-roast/"&gt;consolation prize&lt;/a&gt; =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only RM100 of KFC vouchers, crappppppppppppppp.................. I want the RM500 cash at least, but why........ sigh. never mind. Something is always better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://copykate.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt; who picked it up for me at Nuffnang's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;One fine morning, I woke up with a sullen mood, might be due to the rainy weather. I could have indulged in the comfort of sleeping under such breezy cooling morning, but was forced to wake up for college instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02648.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/random/DSC02648.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought it was an indication of a bad day ahead, a rarely seen phenomena surfaced through the horizon, breaking the customary azure blue sky, and illuminating it with many strokes of neon-like curves. Each with a designated tone and coloring, representing the basis of colors. Yes, a rainbow. It was eons ago since I've last seen one, never occurred to me that such beauty of nature could be taken for granted so easily, like how we used to act in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite it's temporal lifespan, it has at least changed my mood for the day. Mother nature is just simply awesome, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-7497471819603026074?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/hope.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-1725191762961315624</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 10:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-29T19:00:28.861+08:00</atom:updated><title>Melaka Part 2</title><description>Hullo ppeopleee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no c.... So...... Whats up??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf with that intro. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had exam for this entire month, hence the lack of update. Since I'll still continue to be busy for a while, because I'll be working at this coming PC fair again, I figured I should finish updating melaka trip, err, for the sake of it maybe. Not like many people will even bother to read, but its alright. Coz I will try to pretend a lot of people reads it and say nice things in return, to make myself feel more contented :D pardon my 10inch thick of skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of PC fair, did I mention that I'll get the chance to experience riding on a hot air balloon this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you betcha. But how does IT gadgets relate with hot air balloon anyway? Apparently, my company have this product promotion going on, whereby for every purchase of Kaspersky 2010 (Limited Edition!) unit, each customer will be entitled for a redemption of a free hot air balloon ride, a limited edition first day cover (it's dam nice alright, good for people who collects first day covers) as well as a limited edition jackie chan printed goodie bag. 3 freebies in 1 go? Where to get I ask you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the price is almost the same as the previous PC fair! It's a darn great offer I reckon. (just remember to get it from me, though :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is, being the staffs of TLR (the company which I'm working for), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WE THE STAFFS COULD ACTUALLY ENJOY THE OPPORTUNITY TO HAVE OUR FOOT LAID ON THE HOT BALLOON&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for free, -doh&lt;/span&gt;. It's dam bloody awesome ok, one ride cost you about RM100 per person :D :D Like how often do u get the chance to ride on a balloon, I guess most of us have only seen it either through TV or photos before, wooh it's bloody exciting just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome awesome awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yeah just so u know, there's hot air balloon in Malaysia as well, most people didn't know that, including me, which caught my surprise when I heard about it's existence. Dam ulu can, but u know u're just one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow... there's one condition. If and only if that particular day and time the crowd isn't big, only then we could have our chance to get on the ride. In which, I shall not reveal when and what time :D Just in case any of you might bring a group of ppl and screw my chance of getting that free ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time for melaka :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a continuation of the previous post Melaka Part I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a bloating meal of Satay Celop, it was part of our plan to experience the night life of Melaka :) By night life, we meant Clubbing. Duh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We happened to visit this club called Aloha, recommended by some people from Melaka, and &lt;a href="http://copykate.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate's&lt;/a&gt; friend who were there to join us and brought us in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon entrance, we were greeted by a half nude MALE singer. Observe the photo below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02451.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02451.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sang like the voice of a toad, probably worse. And then he went even more hardcore!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02454.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02454.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA BIANG.. he put on a female swimwear, flaunt his boobs and shakes his booties, trying to imitate beyonce sexy moves (which epic failed, but all of the crowd cheered for him though)  I swear to God if he were to wear bikini that moment all the guys in that club would have nose bled to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super [..............] feel free to fill in the blanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the super atrocious gayish dress sense, the reason he was doing it was for sheer entertainment purposes and now I felt bad for condemning his wonderful on stage sing + strip performance. So..props for that ok handsome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so Melaka's clubbing is pretty different from what we have in KL, lol. You have no idea how the girls reacted when they saw all those performances, the moment they sees those people dancing/singing on stages, they went like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK WEI !?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAHAI WHAT IS THIS!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KANANIA MEH LEI GEH...!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yada-yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, they did not say any of the above, but their expression was somewhat close though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: don screw me in class ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02456.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02456.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My say? I say it was a totally different experience!! Though some drama took over in between, still it was an experience I cannot forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the club at around 3 something, yum cha-ed till some time I cannot remember, and headed back to our crib to crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, I woke up with a terrible headache, one which lasted almost the entire day, fuck that hang over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had breakfast at Tang's House before packing up and leaving to A'Famosa, our next destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the check in time for our bungalow was not until 4pm, we had some spare time in between, in which we resorted to follow our initial plan of paying the water park a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02918.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02918.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a big disappointment. The water were kinda dirty you can even feel the stickiness in it, plus the rides were so limited you could even count with ur fingers. In fact, that day all of us were so exhausted that we only played the long slide twice, wtf. Just so you know, the 30 bucks spent inside could have been utilized for a better purpose, it could have bought us an awesome dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or just save it and spend it at Sunway Lagoon if you really wanna visit a water park so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0097.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0097.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranting aside, of course pictures cannot be missed out. NOTE THE PICTURE ABOVE, IT'S THE ONLY PHOTO WHERE WEI YI FINALLY TOOK A PHOTO WITH US WILLINGLY. Must caps to catch attention :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0098.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0098.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family who looks more like brader and sistars.. I guess you'll go like, ERR where is the father n mother ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0100.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0100.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long leg long leg. Lame caption because I ran out of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0103.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wanna hide my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0104.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I die die also want to show my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame dao....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm gonna show you guys the bungalow we rented. Be very jealous ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0662.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/RIMG0662.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0664.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/RIMG0664.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dam nice right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02968.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02968.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice until DUNNO HOW 2 SAY RIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0665-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/RIMG0665-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah u got cheated, it's not as nice as what you see above, but still, our bungalow was quite ok as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02969.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02969.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our awesome swimming pool. WHICH WE DIDN'T EVEN GET THE CHANCE TO USE IT MMMMMMMMMMEH......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0659.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/RIMG0659.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously what's the point of renting a BUNGALOW with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;POOL&lt;/span&gt; when you're not even gonna use it. Yeah, that'sus. We were so occupied with our indoor activities we neglected the fact that we could have just dip ourselves into the pool in the middle of the night n do crazy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm the only one who is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0660.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/RIMG0660.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random scenes, just because I think it's nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0661.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/RIMG0661.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky after sun set, the amazing beauty of twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we headed back to our bungalow for more stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liquors :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02922.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02922.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02461.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02461.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks dam nice right, ngek ngek, only Chivas contains alcohol lol, the rest are just fruit juices, which we used as our mixer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02928.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02928.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the red girl who is not ashamed of her 15 years old bolster which probably stinks worse than your grandmother's breathe and still carries it around like some pile of treasures and couldn't stop smelling every scent of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0111.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0111.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, before initiating our drinking ceremony.. This 2 guys have to pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0112.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0112.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently they were so caught up with posing in front of the drinks, that they..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0113.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0113.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0117.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0117.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets' do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0127.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0127.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0128.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0128.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it again~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it kept on going until so many shots that I had such difficult time to choose which to upload XD But it's a must to pose chua hunt's uber gay photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the few captions above were actually quoted from a Black Eyed Peas song - I gotta feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0137.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0137.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so finally, we CHEERED for YUM SENG, which was for not apparent reason other than our shiok sendirinism. Oh well, we are still, we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0139.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0139.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our night playing mafia, now that I think of it, it was such a bad idea for introducing that game. Because of that, all of us were so into the game that our plan of trashing people into the pool, stripping guys "toot.. toot" [only Kate wanted to do this to hunt], and bla bla bla for playing truth or dare or something else basically just diminished. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jibai mafia pffffffffffffffffffffbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0142.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/IMG_0142.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, having magie mee as our supper/breakfast? 4am in the morning :) Almost everyone of us crashed at around 5 or 6 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of heading back to our house upon reaching KL, all of us wanted to have sushi zanmai so badly we went to The Gardens despite feeling so lethargic due to sleep deprivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02975.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02975.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02980.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02980.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02983.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02983.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02985.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02985.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02987.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/melaka%20part%202/DSC02987.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look and drool, and do nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, notice how I end the post so briefly? Because I just got a hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's fucking short as hell I wanna cry to mommy. bubye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-1725191762961315624?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/07/melaka-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-3974982282123383262</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jul 2009 09:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-20T20:39:36.529+08:00</atom:updated><title>Drinking Session</title><description>Few weeks back, (I don't usually take so long to blog, but oh well.) my good friend &lt;a href="http://bighypocrite.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wai Lun&lt;/a&gt;, who was both courteous and generous, organized a drinking session at his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's for the purpose of toasting for his return from Australia due to semester break, as well as for an old friend who came back all the way from Ireland. Iff u started reading my blog eons ago, you would have already knew who is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is yet another time where a group of old friends meet together, be merry and chatty, gossip about nonsense, and act like sohais. Actually what else can you possibly do with a bunch of guys lol. But this time, with the presence of alcohol, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, when there's alcohol, things will start to get interesting, or should i say, worse, to be frank. Whatever it is, we ARE the all time practitioner of the motto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"WHATEVER HAPPENS THAT NIGHT, STAYS THAT NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;" you guys just have to totally agree with me, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the caps in words ok, to whomever may be concern :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02487.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/DSC02487.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the problem with rich people is that, they have too many liquors to choose from. In fact, one whole freaking shelf of liquors. Every time during seasonal periods or visiting, I guess it's the peak season where they will receive most gifts in the form of liquors. Hence the result of below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02489.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/DSC02489.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold... the shelf of alcohols, where any form of liquors (I think mostly expensive ones) can be found here. Since Wai Lun was the boss, he picked a few bottles out of the many selections, as our treat of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02492.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/DSC02492.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks of the night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chivas Regal 12 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martell Cordon Bleu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal Salute :D :D :D 21 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ultimately....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02494.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/DSC02494.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEH PREMIUM JOHNIE WALKER BLUE LABEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kinda forcefully requested Wai Lun to open this up but since it's so precious to him, he hesitated a while before agreeing upon our request. TQ, wl, we all loves you 9 9 man. What else could be better sharing your favourite liquor with a group of ma lat lous?? AHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you must know, the bottle above is seriously not cheap, costing roughly RM800? And 1k ++ in clubs and bars. Most of them don't even have it for sale there, unless you're talking about those high class bars and lounges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02493.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/DSC02493.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for our mixer? We had coke and pepsi, which I think is practically useless because they insisted not to mix it and drink with just ice and alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02502.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/DSC02502.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was introduced to this drinking game, I think it's called the bitch game or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounded more like an ass game to me XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rule of the game is simple. Each person is first handed one card, where it will represent you. Then the cards will be colleceted and shuffled randomly in a deck. The round begins when the first player picks the card, which the card represents the individual whom previously held the card, and then requiring him to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top up the fun, other rules of the game are even more intriguing. Whenever the game begins, you will not be allowed to go to the toilet. &lt;--- this is like the most painful part in the game. Imagine having to tahan your pee so badly yet you're practically swallowing hard drinks down your throat. However so, there's also power cards, which enables you to go toilet, a card which doubles up the shots, another which requires every1 to drink and one more King card, whereby the King do something, everyone must follow and the last person would have to drink another shot.  Actually, if you don't understand what I just cakap pun tidak apa, it's just a crappy fun game XD but agonizing lol..      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yes and screwing bad words/vulgar add to another shot as well.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/DSC02500.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the happy faces of the day, before the game started. Everybody looked perfectly happy and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02497.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/driking%20session/DSC02497.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, happy and gay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after mixing the all the 40% into one single shot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then playing the game....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha the rest of it is for us to know :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Whatever happens in the night, stays in the night. I think it has to be reminded XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short,  we finished 1/2 Gordon Bleu, 1/2 Royal Salute, 1 Chivas, 1/2 of BLUE LABEL. The amazing power of alcohols :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HoHohoho, Applied Maths time, chiaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-3974982282123383262?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/07/drinking-session.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-8929898146047423346</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 13:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-16T18:26:26.325+08:00</atom:updated><title>Posted</title><description>To prove that i'm still alive and kicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;/start of emo post, run away if u want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I'm just swayed away by a wave of emotions. The more I know, the deeper it gets, and the harder for me to stay ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't reveal emotions, not because I don't have, because I chose not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not disclose things, not because I like to keep it to myself, but because it's pointless. Try telling me something I don't already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I just stand at a corner, listening and observing, trying to put things up for myself, creating a fake scenario, and then continue to live the life i call, life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets me to ponder again, how can some people be so occupied with themselves? It's always about them, and never about you. They always think about themselves, whining about their problems, but, have they ever spare a thought for you? Have they realize what have you done for them? Nah they don't, simply because they have a better life than yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are just more glamorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they go on with their life with a big fat smile, and you act like nothing has happened. They on the other hand, are just as innocent as ever, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are very little things that can make me feel a bit more satisfied with me life, but any 1 thing will bring everything down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's just easier to live in denial, at least you try to minimize the pain. But you know it will never get away, because the more it accumulates, the deeper the wound, and longer the time needed for you to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you're watching from aside does not justify your view on that sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just not meant for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*/ end of emo post. Don't bother commenting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post ahead, drinking night, promtay, melaka part 2. With pictures, loads of them :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-8929898146047423346?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/07/posted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-4815490836537286252</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2009 07:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-04T15:50:10.414+08:00</atom:updated><title>Goreng Komputer</title><description>While dotaing and listening to Adam Lambert's no boundaries (and Adam's version pawns Kris allen, period), out of sudden, my screen went blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately my attention was diverted towards the cpu, where the light went off as well, signifying the termination of power supply. Then, cloud of smokes started emerging rapidly from the CPU, and the smell was atrocious, to a point where I choke and coughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT THE FUCK!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody call 911,&lt;br /&gt;PC's burning on my house floor, wo-oh-oh. Literally speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jibet today was supposed to be a happy day, yet I was greeted with the death of my beloved computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall leave it to cool down until tomorrow, to see which went wrong. Hope it's no my HDD if not I'll seriously murder myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promtay later, blazer and bow tie? Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-4815490836537286252?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/07/goreng-komputer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-1614575200996959406</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 05:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T15:51:12.925+08:00</atom:updated><title>Melaka Part 1</title><description>After hours, day and night of filtering, editing, and uploading, I hereby present you the first part of my Melaka trip, with my college friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you begin reading, I shall have some forewords. This will be one hell long of a post, so you will have 2 choices now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Read and observe the photos happily, and be jealous, if you wish XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I don't think you don't wanna read, so yeah, just freaking read or see the photos coz i know u wanna see them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh give face a bit la u think edit and select photos out of hundreds of photos is a fun job is it, quite tedious wan ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... where to start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gathered at Zhi San's house and had breakfast (except me, coz I'm a good boy who wanna eat breakfast with my family) in the morning before departing. Traveled in 2 cars, of which both the drivers (Eyu and Kian How) were kind enough to offer their cars as our transport tool there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's quite impossible to travel in melaka without a car, you can, but it'll be super inconvenient. Unless you like to walk under the scorching hot sun from one end to the other, you won't if you're a Malaysian I dare say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/ccm/Desktop/Melaka%20Trip/Wei%20Yi/101MSDCF/DSC02907.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02428.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/DSC02428.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign of read houses tells us we're there... Melaka, the city of many historical land marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just step into any places, especially jonker walk, you'll see shops and houses which still retains their historical breath, be it in the form of structure, culture and the people around there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02895.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/DSC02895.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I'm talking as if I'm a foreigner who have never been to Melaka, but truth is, Melaka is somewhere I thought it was nothing but a boring place, never have I even think that I'll go there for a vacation with a bunch of friends. But I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an experience like no others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02896.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/DSC02896.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I think this is the first time I've walked the jonker street from end to ends, (fyi they have 2 ends, because it's a split road) and to discover the beautiful buildings and structure which are still lying on the ground is quite an amazing feeling. Probably because it's preserved to attract tourists, but either way, I get to see it, the government get to attract tourists, so it's a win win thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0605.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0605.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway, back to Melaka. Upon arrival, we decided to leave our luggage first and check in at our budget hotel. It's not exactly a hotel, it's more like a hostel/guest house kind of accommodation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0631.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0631.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Tang House. It's run by a family, so you get very friendly services and all, plus the best part is, it's really clean. My idea of budget hotel is like those old, unfurnished, yellow-ish type with paints peeling off from the wall, and green mosses growing in the toilet etc, but much to my surprise, this was a total opposite. For my first budget hotel stay, I'll give this a 10 out of 10 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02881.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/DSC02881.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just introduce this place to you briefly. Upon entering, you'll see this mini art gallery in the hall, as well as 2 computers for you to access for free (with internet duh), and a small lounge for you to eat. There's also books, cards, checkers, chess etc etc for you to play! It's a really homey place for people and tourists, with much of it's local touch and vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0632.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0632.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, we reserved 2 medium room and 1 large room, but the boss was kind enough to upgrade our medium room to large, without any increase in charge! Weeee :D The entire place is newly furnished, very clean, and they have this balcony which you can relax, sit down, chit chat and play some songs. Not to mention there's also an open kitchen for you to cook if you want, provided you don't burn down the entire place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0058.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0058.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Eyu, a very pro guitarist and singer, walao I think all the girls melted already when they heard him sing. Basically, the balcony is where friends hang out, maybe have a drink or two, be chatty and merry, play and sing songs together. What else could have been better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02447.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/DSC02447.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hostel is located right at the entrance of Jonker Street, somewhere easy to locate and basically convenient for us to get down for a walk at Jonker. From the balcony itself, if you turn stand close to the left corner, you could see the entrance and stage of Jonker's Walk, where there will be performances every weekend. We didn't watch any of them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02446.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/DSC02446.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ahead of you will be the views of Temple, churches, and the scenic view of Melaka's blue sky. Not that there's any difference in Melaka's sky and KL's sky, but well, I have to write like it's very impressive, beautiful and all right, so exaggerate a bit lor XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1 night stay there was purely awesome. But, there's only one problem, because it's a guest house and the fact that it's quite small, we're not really allowed to be super noisy like we usually do. Well, let's just say we're too ignorant to ignore that, oh well. Bitches we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I strongly recommend people/tourist/friends and family to stay there if you're going to visit melaka, it's CLEAN, CHEAP AND REALLY CONVENIENT! (provided if you don't mind sharing toilets with other guests, but who cares, it's new and clean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1 night stay there only cost us about RM16 per person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More info visit &lt;a href="http://www.tanghouse.com.my/"&gt;http://www.tanghouse.com.my&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02899.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/DSC02899.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving our luggage, all our stomachs were growling like mad already. Our first destination? the all time famous Melaka Chicken Rice Ball! The last time I ate melaka's rice ball at Mahkota Parade, it sucked and I told myself this piece of shit is over-rated. I hope I wont be disappointed this time, because I've never been to the real famous stall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02444.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/DSC02444.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way there, we spotted our own Jason Mraz and Perez Hilton.. Wait, since when are they even walking together? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02901.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/DSC02901.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the famous stall, we reached there at about 3pm+ and heck, why is the que still so long, I thought it's way past lunch time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0030.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's located near one end of Jonker Street, and when you saw the Ah Xian poster, you'll probably know you came to the right stall :) The 11 of us waited for our turn before going in, because it's still fully occupied =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0591.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0591.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the shop's name, this is the stall you want to go to for a nice and delicious rice ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0031.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0031.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we camwhored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0033.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And camwhored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0590.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0590.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0032.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well this is only like 5% of the total..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0596.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0596.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini group photo, less the photographer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0599.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0599.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the foods arrived. They kinda ran out of rice balls so they gave us normal rice as well. Trust me, I think this is the best rice ball I've ever tasted. Probably because, this is only my second time and it's better than the first? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken was normal only. Still, it's worth the try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meal = shopping at Jonker. The girls have to stop by every single store, doing what they are best at. Photos below are pretty self explanatory, not gonna caption already, i'm getting tired of typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0047.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0606.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0606.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0608.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0608.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like my sister XD elder but shorter. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0617.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0617.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0621.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0621.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0624.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0624.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0026.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0052.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horny bitch who get overly excited over a mural with a dick. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to cam-whoring in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0587.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0587.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0588.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0588.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were happily cam-whoring until......... little did they realize, they just got caught in a candid shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0023.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome pic below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0025.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0585.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0585.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I looked so pale like ghost. o  o o o o o  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0637.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0637.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They intended to take a very lesbianic photo, a lot of shots were taken, some failed, and some... i think this one's the sweetest XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Our afternoon were mainly spent on walking and shopping around Jonker Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night falls into place, with much excitement, our 1 day Melaka City trip is just starting to get interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much recommendation from people all over the places, forumers especially, almost everyone who've been to Melaka strongly recommends the all time must-try Capitol Satay Celup, located somewhere near Bukit Cina. We walked there from our guest house, which takes about 30 mins, of which 20 mins were spent squeezing through the crowded Jonker street at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0644.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0644.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the crowd man, the entire street turned even more lively at night, with more people and stalls. It's very much like Pasar Malam, only with more things to sell. But bare in mind, walking along the streets also mean bathing in sweats, be very prepared to wear cozy and windy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02907.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/DSC02907.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a totally different view at night. Buildings were lighted up with red/orange lights, making the entire structure looked more dashing and vibrant, creating that kind of warm-reddish ambiance. I think you can only see this in the heart of Melaka City. It's truly remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0653.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0653.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really quite an enjoyable experience walking through the streets of red buildings, of shops and houses. Which I can't help but to reflect of on our history, the remnance of the past, the dominance of Portuguese, British and the Japanese. What's left standing on the ground is an effort, that must be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0077.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0077.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed by Melaka River as well. How nice is it to stay beside a river, where you wake up every morning to be greeted by a steady flow of water, which signifies endless flow and the beginning of a new life. You see a bit of the resemblance of Venice, just that the water is chocolate in color XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0084.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0084.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally taken, funny expression from Wei Yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0654-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0654-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Restaurant Capitol Satay Celop. Not hard 2 locate, ask anyone in Melaka and they will easily direct you there. Again, que-ing.... sigh why everywhere in Melaka also have to que. There's also this very famous cendol stall at Jonker walk we never manage to try, because the que is even scarier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RIMG0656-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/RIMG0656-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, good food comes with a price. And for that it's accompanied by a long wait, but since we're the biggest group there, I guess the queuing process was still considerably bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0093.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, food verdict time. You see, it's called Satay Celop for a reason. I guess most of the KL-rians have had no idea what on earth is this about, let me just enlighten you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satay, like the conventional skewed meat (chicken, mutton or beaf) on a stick, this comes with a big variety, ranging from seafoods, to meats and some fried stuffs. Some foods are kept refrigerated, you get a tray, much like the buffet style, and you pick what you like to eat. Each sticks cost about 70 cents, with the exceptional of other foods which comes in the form of colored plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02448.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/DSC02448.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's this hot pot in the middle, composing of the typical satay gravy, where you insert your stick into this hot pot and wait until it's cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you tried "lok-lok" before, I guess you know what I'm talking. But this comes with a satay sauce. Every now and then, the staff will refill the pot, and they will also bring a scoop of nuts and add it into the pot, restoring the flavors and amount of sauce in the pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh they also replace a new pot of sauce whenever customers leaves. Unlike some other stalls which I heard, they only replenish the sauce, instead of replacing a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/Melaka%20Part%201/IMG_0094.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I've ever tried Satay Celop, although I won't say it's totally exquisite, the experience is still worthwhile. Not every food blends well with the satay sauce you see, in fact some even tasted quite weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal, we went back to our guest room with much satisfaction, and the night has just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall resume in part 2, till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-1614575200996959406?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/06/melaka-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-4448602450889339602</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 11:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-25T19:08:48.241+08:00</atom:updated><title>Update Update</title><description>I'm back, not like anyone care, but I wanna announce it to my little blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, hi bloggie, your master is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I became like a 3 years old for typing that, but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - back from melaka. awesome trip. detailed update later, got like walao 3-500 photos to choose from, tedious task kai wan xiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night - hunt's bird day celebration at Station One :o happy bird day cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - can u believe there's this prom king queen event for my pre-uni school (both seniors and juniors), and 5 out of 12 of them actually came from MY class? Wow-i-fied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(obviously I'm not one of them duh...) &lt;/span&gt;K dinner bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-4448602450889339602?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/06/update-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-2783997513089696543</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 14:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-19T23:54:47.325+08:00</atom:updated><title>Carlos Pavilion</title><description>Since I'm going to Melaka tomorrow until Monday, must at least complete my Carlos post first XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm super excited of this upcoming trip, WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. All of us were basically talking about it day and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of AS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated, with much craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WATCHED .... DRAG ME TO HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9p0E6flb6I8/SjufKQsa3FI/AAAAAAAAD5g/Hb8rmBF7yr4/s1600-h/drag_me_to_hell_poster.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/_9p0E6flb6I8/SjufKQsa3FI/AAAAAAAAD5g/Hb8rmBF7yr4/s400/drag_me_to_hell_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349043981061381202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. super crazy right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING SCARY MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared the shit out of me. I think I cried for mommy on and off through out the movie, aihz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I literally peed in the cinema, can hear the "shh.. shh.." peeing sound some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which adds on to the crazy ambiance of the cinema.&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;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was our initial plan actually, but suddenly, an abrupt decision changed everything :D Instead of watching a lame horror, we came out with something brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ZS: Eh, why not we all just sit down and drink!! Hunt and Kate they all also late ad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me: Wow :D Yes no movie yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest kinda agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Kate called (because they were still in the car, late duh), with much excitement, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OMG SERIOUSLY DITCH MOVIE AND WE GO DRINK DRINK :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, majority agreed with the idea of chilling out at the lobby's pub and lounges, in which I think it's a much better decision to call the completion of AS exam a day, rather than a movie, which we can't chat much and would probably be bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then out of the few pubs, we chose Carlos, for their shisha and food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05442.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/DSC05442.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Jugs of beer for 10 of us, another 2 for free, sebab kita ni handsem dan pretty kan (excluding me la ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05443.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/DSC05443.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEEERS!!! For A levels, and my beloved class, AN9A. Lame as it sounds, but never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from drinking, we also shisha-ed along, and fuck la so expensive one.. cost us 40 bucks for 1 sisha? jug? flavor?? no idea what's the appropriate term for 1 [ xx ] sisha, so yeah fill in the xx yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered 2 of it. Other places price like only half of it nia.. ma. rip off. knn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 grape berry, another 1 V.I.P, if my memory still serves me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02405.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/DSC02405.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao I tell you those girls sisha even more than guys, should I insert names here? ^^ probably not later everyone will come and bash me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokes. in. action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05451.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/DSC05451.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunt the bouce? &lt;-- bouce is a term he named for himself, have no idea of it's origin, definition or whatsoever shit, probably a crap out of random-fying attempts. XD cute though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05457.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/DSC05457.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly, which do not fit into any appropriate definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05448.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/DSC05448.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.copykate.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt; the wild cat. WHO JUST GOT HER 1K WORTH NUFFNANG CHECK FTW?!??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05463.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/DSC05463.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyu. Note the spelling. Surname's EYU. Yeap, it's a word. Lol the pic looks a bit like a moustache, no idea how he did that but it's impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05455.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/DSC05455.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Su Ann, no smokes. lol. failed. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05460.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/DSC05460.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, what else do you do with a bunch of people drinking and sishaing? Truth or dare came in right at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05464.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/DSC05464.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't last long &gt;:( some people didn't really wanna play, and it ended very quickly. But nvm, we have decided to continue this game AT MELAKA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rent a bungalow at A famosa, with a pool man (for Sunday). Imagine playing in the pool in the night, doing sohai stuffs, drinking and chatting etc. WEEEEEEE, it feels so excited just thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on saturday, we will be staying over at a budget guest house called Tang's House. Cheap accommodation, no idea about their environment and stuffs yet but I think it'll be a lovely stay though. Will be roaming around the city hunting for foods during the day, and clubbing at night! WEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the WEEEEEEEEE is annoying but, YOU HAVE NO FRICKEN IDEA HOW LONG WE PLANNED THIS TRIP, and to make it a sucess, is just plain awesome :D Despite the fact that a lot has happened during this week especially, some very dramatic some more leh.. may blog about it some other day maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH wait, I'm not blogging about melaka am i? Going back to Carlos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05472.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/DSC05472.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, truth or dare, one result of dare can be illustrated by the picture above, the only person dancing in that pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02410.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/DSC02410.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended with much merry-merriness m, i love my class mates, I love our activities, and there's only half a year left with them. Time flies so fast, sigh, especially the time when the attachment is getting stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, MELAKA HERE I COME...&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/carlos%20pavilion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05474.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-2783997513089696543?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/06/carlos-pavilion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9p0E6flb6I8/SjufKQsa3FI/AAAAAAAAD5g/Hb8rmBF7yr4/s72-c/drag_me_to_hell_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-7808988062798514982</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 12:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-15T21:25:59.601+08:00</atom:updated><title>V for Vendetta</title><description>Suddenly, I felt like reciting the introductory speech of V, from V from Vendetta. [and by reciting, i mean typing it out here, along with my imagination]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;oila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;iew, a human &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;audevillian &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;eteran cast &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;icariously by the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;icissitude of fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;isage, no mere &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;eneer of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;anity is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;estige of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;ox populi,&lt;br /&gt;now &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;acant, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;anished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;alorous &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;isitation of this bygone &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;exation stands &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;ivified,&lt;br /&gt;and has &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;owed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;anquish these &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;enal and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;irulent &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;ermin &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;anguarding &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;ise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(high rise in volume)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;ouchsafing the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;iolently &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;icious &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;eracious &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;iolation of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;olition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pause, break, resume in low volume)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;erdict is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;engeance, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;endetta,&lt;br /&gt;held as a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;otive not in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;ain,&lt;br /&gt;for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;alues and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;eracity of such shall one day &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;indicate the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;igilant and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;irtues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot understand what shit is this? Nevermind XD it's a poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I typed the above poem out by sheer memory, without even referring to any source. So to speak, I'm a die hard fan of V for Vendetta! That movie is just plain awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof. " - V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-7808988062798514982?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/06/v-for-vendetta.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-2389014679909881024</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 14:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-14T18:42:46.840+08:00</atom:updated><title>Of Buffet and Pasta Zanmai and 17 again?</title><description>Before I start, I must say, with great delight, AS LEVEL EXAMINATION HAS OFFICIALLY ENDED! YES BBBBBBBBBBB AS, I have enough shit of you for one continuous month, so yeah. fart off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, I think this is a gonna be a boring post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said so? Not like i have any interesting posts ~.~ Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably because there's nothing much going on during the exam period. So yeap, I thought I should just put up some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one boring day, after accounting MCQ paper, I went to KLCC to meet up with my family for a buffet session! buffet, AGAIN?? my last visit to yaki-yaki buffet is just like, 1 month apart only? which also kinda explains me getting so so so so so fat =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02364.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC02364.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems familiar? You must be thinking.. Taj Mahal right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUSLY IT'S TAJ MAHAL LA HAIYO. But I guess you didn't know it's made up of lego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02366.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC02366.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the times when you build your imaginary house with legos? Or after building something, you intend to plot some vast destruction by crushing down the entire lego structure to mimic some pathetic building-demolish-tragic scenes? (As if you're a director of a movie or something?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02367.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC02367.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have you ever wonder, if back in those days you were smart enough to fully utilize legos into making some wonderful structures like *wink* the photos above, don't you think you'll be able to impress the eyes of many?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealous leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02369.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC02369.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think the best lego made structure is this 1.. Petra Treasury, go google/wiki it if you don't know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to Saisaki. Oh it's one of the 3 company under Shogun, this one is located at KLCC. Again, it's having 50% promotion for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02373.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC02373.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, Kate and Hunt tagged along, it was a rather spontaneous decision of them XD Kate wanted to shop at KLCC and Hunt was kinda forced to go, in a manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok at this point, i have nothing much to write ad. it's getting lamer, and lamer. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02374.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC02374.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remark: ooo.... 0eeyyeissterrr anioneenee???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02375.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC02375.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02377.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC02377.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05357.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC05357.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05358.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC05358.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remark: Kate said this looked like her dog's bone. Wtf it's a lamb shank ok, i think your dog would probably be jealous of me eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh crap why am i equating myself and a dog???????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05360.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC05360.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05361.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC05361.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict? It only cost RM25 per pax (inclusive of tax), and I say it's 10 times better than Yaki Yaki. More variations, more expensive foods, even though some dishes were plain mediocre (some were quite terrible though), but for what it's worth, at least I had a great time eating there :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, after our last 2 hardcore papers, we went to mid valley. To celebrate the ALMOST DONE AS, as well as 1 more mcq paper of econs to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooo...... pasta zanmai. oooooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02385.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC02385.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02388.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC02388.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02393.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/asdasdasd/DSC02393.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remark: Food, duhhh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 17 again later. Verdict? Zac efron is.. a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man whore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz he looked so dam handsome &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such people exist to bring down my self esteem.. SIGH.. WHY.. THE WORLD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNFAIR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*#@#SDFDopiopda0-12390*#@!90-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo... emo... ooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jealousy speech above*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok babai .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-2389014679909881024?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-buffet-and-pasta-zanmai-and-17-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-2079581798230107985</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 02:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-10T15:21:02.498+08:00</atom:updated><title>You Can’t Get Enough of Transformers</title><description>Yay, transformer. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=TF2PromoPics3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/TF2PromoPics3.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. this is the movie that everybody have been raving about ever since the first release, breaking the blockbuster record, and basically made every transformer fan out there going hu-ha about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=TF2CGIMixmaster1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/TF2CGIMixmaster1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And then, 2 years later, this movie will be making a come back and once again, making everyone jumping in excitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, just look at any movie forums, take &lt;a href="http://forum.lowyat.net/topic/584568"&gt;LYN&lt;/a&gt; (click click *wink*) for example, seriously I think this is the only movie discussion thread in the forum which has made it's way till the 58th page, even before the movie itself has been released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tf2-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/tf2-1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I donno who isn't excited about this movie at all. It's like everyone I spoke to, they will tell me about how they can't wait for this movie, how awesome the cars and robots are, how hot megan fox is, ya da ya da ya da. Well as for me, sadly I fall in the same category as them XD IT'S TRANSFORMERRRRRRRRR WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEI OMFG. the caps definitely do not justify my excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sideways_pose2_3k_big-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/sideways_pose2_3k_big-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As bimbotic as I may sound, I shall try my best to keep my cool :D Actually, I have a different perspective regarding this movie. Here's my 2 cents. Transformer, a movie between the battle of the robots, and obviously there's transformation right. Come to think of it, everybody will have their own transformation at some point of life, be it turning to the better or the worst, it's an inevitable way of life that we cannot deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sideways_pose2_3k_big-tile.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/sideways_pose2_3k_big-tile.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in the world of hope, solely based on the opinion that tomorrow will be a better day. Like who doesn't wish to transform into some super hero who only saves the world and does nothing else at all? (of course there's also the part where the hero will ultimately fall in love with a girl and they live happily ever after ~.~). In reality, we often wish to transform to someone or something bigger, the hope to transform, despite our limited capability. But then again, it is such thoughts that motivates us, that drives us to achieve the impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so they say, think big, dream bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warren buffet once said : &lt;span class="body"&gt;I always knew I was going to be rich. I don't think I ever doubted it for a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2674-tile.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/IMG_2674-tile.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH!!! This post should be about HOW I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF TRANSFORMERS!! Sorry for going so off-topic but, everyone could write a thousand words about how nice and how badly they want the tickets, but who really gave a second thought about such movies? Even if it's the most intense action flick, or a humorously joy-filled comedy, I believe each movie carries it's own belief and values, and deep down inside,  we just need to spare a thought, to reflect about what life has done to us until now, and how we can transform to a better person in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=TF2PromoPics1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/TF2PromoPics1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. all I want to say is.. PLEASE GIVE ME THE PREMIER SCREENING TRANSFORMER TICKETS PLSSS PREETTY PWEASE PWEASE PWEASSEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though it's just a hope, it's still worth trying :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-2079581798230107985?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-cant-get-enough-of-transformers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-3587731787553803819</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2009 15:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-06T19:15:48.746+08:00</atom:updated><title>I LOVE KFC FLAVA ROAST</title><description>[for&lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/kfc-flava-roast/"&gt; nuffnang kfc flava roast post&lt;/a&gt; purposes only]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02344.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/DSC02344.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it obvious when you look at the picture of Colonel Sander, it will automatically trigger your taste-bud and link him with Krispy Fried Chickens? (not that he's in any way edible, though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who in this country doesn't like KFC at all? Don't tell me you haven't been eating their chickens ever since a kid. Even if you're diet-conscious also, there is no way you can deny the all-time-delicious fried chickens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!! There's more and the better!!! Apart from the conventional and ever scrumptious fried chickens, KFC have innovated their menu and brought the whole fast food industry into a whole new level of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Lassocopy2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/Lassocopy2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA DAHH!~~~I proudly present you KFC FLAVA ROAST, the new and (I suppose) the one and only roasted chicken wings fast food retail outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look at their new menu below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=menu_02.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/menu_02.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all roasted chicken wings lover, much to your delight, you can now order a plate of delicious chicken wings at your convenience. There's no need to spend the amount of effort, which is something painstakingly annoying  to produce a nice and wonderful chicken wing (especially when you're trying to barbecue or roast the chicken where most of the time it got burnt so quickly..~.~). What's more? All these comes easily by just placing an order at KFC, and paying of course, at a very economical price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02351.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/DSC02351.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg this is like the ultimate combo of KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just observe, and be salivating. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I also tried their flava roast chicken steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02352.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/DSC02352.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(picture a bit bright due to my phone's terrible flash, deepest apology =X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My verdict? I wouldn't say it's totally exquisite, but it's definitely worth the money. It's not only boneless, the new KFC flava roast flavor blended well with the chicken, not only enhancing the entire texture of the meat, but the taste as well. Yes, the moment you bite it, the succulent and juicy flavors will trickle your taste bud so much, you couldn't say no for a second bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND!! THE NEW BAKED POTATOES!!! YOU MUST TRY THAT AS WELL. MUST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02353.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/DSC02353.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these photos were actually taken when me and my classmates decided to try out the new KFC meals together. Good thing must share together mahhhh hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02358copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/DSC02358copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHZZZOMG, IT'S THE NEW KFC FLAVA ROAST! AND LOOK, IT'S EVEN SMILING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i know the picture and the plate is a bit umm, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lame&lt;/span&gt;, but i'm just trying to express my excitement for trying the new menu!! REALLY! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02355.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/DSC02355.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's my friend &lt;a href="http://www.copykate.blogspot.com/"&gt;kate&lt;/a&gt;, taking photos excitingly with the new KFC flava roast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02361.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/DSC02361.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess the picture above depicts how great the meal was when everything was gulped down so quickly the moment we picked up the utensils. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02359.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/DSC02359.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunch of happy faces. What's the best thing that could have happened to you in a day where you get to sit with a bunch of good friends, doing nothing but having a lovely meal together, chatting and laughing your butts off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day couldn't have been better off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to say.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02344copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/DSC02344copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love KFC FLAVA ROAST!! so much so that I have to turn Colonel's Sander's photo into a happy smiling Flava Roast photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I have no intention to disrespect Colonel Sander or destroy the photo but due to my terrible photoshopping skill, this is the best I could have done. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02343.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo309/ccm901231/i%20love%20flava%20roast/DSC02343.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worshipping the new menu XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos for the new menu KFC! Now I can eat roasted chicken wings any time I want :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you waiting for? Go grab and try out the new menus! But the bad news is, it's only limited in a few selected branches for now, &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/kfc-flava-roast/kfc-outlets"&gt;check this link&lt;/a&gt; :D It's worth the try people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-3587731787553803819?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-kfc-flava-roast.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-6351549796332130709</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 06:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-30T15:54:56.278+08:00</atom:updated><title>They Call it Holiday</title><description>Few months back, I remember my accounting lecturer who constantly remind us with a fact, where, There &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WILL BE&lt;/span&gt; no holiday for you people this year onwards, your life will be all about exams from march onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time, I never take his words into account the until pretty much recently, where my college life has truly transformed into a torturous process filled with unstoppable flow of exams, and studying of course. Holidays exist for a reason, but not for our case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holiday officially begins today. I would say this holiday just served a better purpose to prevent me from receiving yet another letter from my truly beloved college, who cared about our attendance so much that&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF and ONCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you skipped a tutorial lesson more than &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWICE&lt;/span&gt; in a month, they would be more than happy to mail your parents a letter informing them very KINDLY that they care for you so much and that they need your parents to know about your absenteeism rate (woah freaking long sentence). So to speak, I have already received 2 letters in the past, and 1 more for last month, therefore....... I'm happy to say I have officially jeopardized my good attendance record in my testimonial. Screw them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And FYI, in my course, we were still required to attend classes during exams, which I think it's pointless, and terribly unreasonable. In the past I heard, students were even required to attend classes even after the paper ends, JUST BECAUSE CLASSES WILL RESUME AS USUAL (unless you have a paper at that hour) I mean like, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THEM?? Tell me, would it be better off for students to revise at home rather than spending half their time at college, probably slacking their time away, yielding nothing productive? Are you not one of them who goes to college, blow a bit of water, tried to persuade yourself that you will study there if you have time, and will try your very very best to study but you know you will always fail??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i just speak of you? Because I'm one of them ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my brother is leaving home to UTAR Kampar starting tomorrow onwards. I share a room with him at home for the past 19 years, but not anymore. He's gonna go, and I'm gonna be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to argue about everything we can possibly argue, he loves to think he's all right and I'm wrong, the same goes with me. Basically, when our arguments started, chances are high that it will result in a blood bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTTTTTT, I can't deny the usefulness of having him at home all the time when I need him :( Sigh, now I'll be left alone... the feeling kinda sucked. Bah.&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/_9p0E6flb6I8/SiDXtIQhZVI/AAAAAAAAD5I/zJeAycaukqw/s1600-h/DSC02316.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/_9p0E6flb6I8/SiDXtIQhZVI/AAAAAAAAD5I/zJeAycaukqw/s400/DSC02316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341506328372274514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See this fish? Nothing special right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. here's the more innovative way to keep it warm&lt;br /&gt;rather than umm burning it with the kind of [insert random checmical compound name]&lt;br /&gt;which keeps it burning for a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9p0E6flb6I8/SiDXtdfFqrI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/Z8M42AGpSPk/s1600-h/DSC02317.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/_9p0E6flb6I8/SiDXtdfFqrI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/Z8M42AGpSPk/s400/DSC02317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341506334070516402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A gas stove ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh btw, why on earth are all the series ending at the same time??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fringe&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;Heroes&lt;br /&gt;Desperate housewives&lt;br /&gt;Grey's anatomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All ended, and will only resume until september or so.. tell me, what am i gonna dl now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&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/5703999438315324798-6351549796332130709?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/05/they-call-it-holiday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9p0E6flb6I8/SiDXtIQhZVI/AAAAAAAAD5I/zJeAycaukqw/s72-c/DSC02316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703999438315324798.post-6745115818902544326</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2009 11:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-25T19:46:30.168+08:00</atom:updated><title>Gone Case</title><description>The reason of me not blogging lately is simple, I'm lazy. It's not about the exam, it's not about the stress, it's just about laziness, because I'm totally used to the monotonous life I'm having right now, and there is nothing worth to pen down an entry. It's all about waking up, studying, attend to exams if I have to, come back, computer, watch drama after studying, and resuming studies after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously how long more can this go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a good long break after this exam. AS had been a dreadful experience, what top it worst is the fact that I think I screwed up my Accounting paper. I was having cold sweats literally, my hands were trembling, adrenaline were pumping so quickly I swear if you stab me with a knife now, I would have no reaction until I finished my paper. All that happened when I look at my espirit watch on my wrist, which indicated that there's only 20 more minutes left for a couple of unattended questions. Apart from being nervous, I keep confronting myself to stay calm and try my best, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to finish the questions, in an exam like this. All the practices and exercises, all the time I spent, was it not for me to be prepared fully for this paper? I swear I did work very hard, maybe it just wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is really a piece of crap. It's unfair, it's bias, and it's like a game of poker. You risk yourself betting on a few chapters, and if your luck is on your side, you win hands down. But if you wanna play safe, you try to be all rounded and be prepared for everything, and then lady luck says, today is so not your day, I'm still gonna screw for all your hardworks. So in other words, you phailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this, I'm not trying to seek attention, nor I need your consolation as well. Please don't say: you tried your best, it's over. I know it is, I know very well, so save that, I thank you for being kind but all I need is to vent my frustration, and to reflect about my falling. Failing is the key to strive, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a brighter note, there's something I liked to do after the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation - redang? I miss that place :( but it seems not really promising judging at the current response&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing - ?? Lol, stress relieving remedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies - TRANSFORMER 2 OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG MEGAN FOXX OMG OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good exam time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703999438315324798-6745115818902544326?l=myobscurelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://myobscurelife.blogspot.com/2009/05/gone-case.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benjamin Chuah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>