<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709</id><updated>2011-12-21T10:59:59.095+08:00</updated><category term='bloggers'/><category term='funny'/><category term='movies'/><category term='death'/><category term='self'/><category term='events'/><category term='nature'/><category term='prizes'/><category term='assignments'/><category term='lone'/><category term='festive'/><category term='secondary school'/><category term='festives'/><category term='sex'/><category term='tertiary education'/><category term='fantasy'/><category term='sentai'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='family'/><category term='bitches'/><category term='ambp'/><category term='ryanhiga'/><category term='driving'/><category term='review'/><category term='outing'/><category term='work'/><category term='laptop'/><category term='friends'/><category term='story'/><category term='operation'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='missing in action'/><category term='studies'/><category term='college'/><category term='ocupation'/><category term='world'/><category term='dog'/><category term='trip'/><category term='life'/><category term='goverment'/><category term='movie'/><category term='squash'/><category term='races'/><category term='view'/><category term='festivals'/><category term='interviews'/><category term='nuffnang'/><category term='career'/><category term='emotional'/><category term='film'/><category term='surprise'/><category term='answer'/><category term='questions'/><title type='text'>Lost Stigma</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-8965882100443206122</id><published>2009-10-13T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:58:29.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>I've currently moved to &lt;a href="http://zanyzephyr12.blogspot.com"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;  So if you ever want an update, please drop by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I haven't privatized it , YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zany Zephyr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-8965882100443206122?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/8965882100443206122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=8965882100443206122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8965882100443206122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8965882100443206122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/10/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-3543283287307465547</id><published>2009-08-25T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T12:47:08.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ls, Last Stigma</title><content type='html'>For now, I will stop my blog for a period of time, a period until i have truly found myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may we meet again, next February 12.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-3543283287307465547?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/3543283287307465547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=3543283287307465547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3543283287307465547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3543283287307465547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/08/ls-last-stigma.html' title='Ls, Last Stigma'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-4432192945381271106</id><published>2009-08-09T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T17:22:28.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise'/><title type='text'>Ls, Cuteness behind the screen</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E0Rhe5GjgL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E0Rhe5GjgL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess not much of us knew who brought us the cuteness in pikachu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn6VPJiP7uI/AAAAAAAABME/puIBIsTHp3o/s1600-h/LY118BIRSq1ohxmcnpBkHazXo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn6VPJiP7uI/AAAAAAAABME/puIBIsTHp3o/s320/LY118BIRSq1ohxmcnpBkHazXo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367891893362355938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-4432192945381271106?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/4432192945381271106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=4432192945381271106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4432192945381271106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4432192945381271106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/08/ls-cuteness-behind-screen.html' title='Ls, Cuteness behind the screen'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn6VPJiP7uI/AAAAAAAABME/puIBIsTHp3o/s72-c/LY118BIRSq1ohxmcnpBkHazXo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-7077043907017350645</id><published>2009-08-09T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:13:31.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Ls, for laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-B52PV876I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-B52PV876I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found it somewhere.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-7077043907017350645?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/7077043907017350645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=7077043907017350645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7077043907017350645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7077043907017350645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/08/ls-for-laughs.html' title='Ls, for laughs'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-6711565954324296458</id><published>2009-08-08T17:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:37:13.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><title type='text'>Ls,Its here</title><content type='html'>After 3 months of misery and sorrow, finally something good came into my life which is able to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn1DxxqRJ8I/AAAAAAAABLU/abKRmWT8HMM/s1600-h/DSC05194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn1DxxqRJ8I/AAAAAAAABLU/abKRmWT8HMM/s320/DSC05194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367520853318772674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop, AKA my NEW GIRL FRIEND!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I can't say I was very happy as I thought I would be, thanks to the shop which messed up and the laptop I was supposed to get yesterday went berserk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I could only get it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this baby i got off the PC Fair last week was a real bargain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With only RM 2699 I got 8 free gifts and a 4 GB RAM upgrade~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn1GEMQLpVI/AAAAAAAABLc/Ys8uaNvDpQ8/s1600-h/DSC05183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn1GEMQLpVI/AAAAAAAABLc/Ys8uaNvDpQ8/s320/DSC05183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367523368718017874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole lot... Loved the bag.. click to enlarge~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn1GEroqQ3I/AAAAAAAABLk/_ypPNZV1Yq0/s1600-h/DSC05184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn1GEroqQ3I/AAAAAAAABLk/_ypPNZV1Yq0/s320/DSC05184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367523377142186866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uhuh... stated up there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn1GFcw5OaI/AAAAAAAABL0/zr09SWXMO_Y/s1600-h/DSC05187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn1GFcw5OaI/AAAAAAAABL0/zr09SWXMO_Y/s320/DSC05187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367523390330059170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Need to use this more often~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn1GE8YvgrI/AAAAAAAABLs/tCBhRtS-IRA/s1600-h/DSC05189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn1GE8YvgrI/AAAAAAAABLs/tCBhRtS-IRA/s320/DSC05189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367523381638824626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Imagine using this in starbucks... LAME~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to explore my girl's content~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat frenzy tonight~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-6711565954324296458?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/6711565954324296458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=6711565954324296458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6711565954324296458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6711565954324296458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/08/ls.html' title='Ls,Its here'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sn1DxxqRJ8I/AAAAAAAABLU/abKRmWT8HMM/s72-c/DSC05194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-3203807310934270991</id><published>2009-08-04T00:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:41:59.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>LS,Conned</title><content type='html'>Conning is such a normal thing happening to our society today and we barely know it happened at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident just hit right on the spot, with me clueless of anything which was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't say im upset because the conmen were my own buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncN69HSgNI/AAAAAAAABKU/nHJZEnjjzHQ/s1600-h/DSC05104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncN69HSgNI/AAAAAAAABKU/nHJZEnjjzHQ/s320/DSC05104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365772787523944658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That faithful evening was suppose to a birthday dinner for our birthday princess that day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncOT65OOII/AAAAAAAABKc/UpKMF45Ltrs/s1600-h/DSC05094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncOT65OOII/AAAAAAAABKc/UpKMF45Ltrs/s320/DSC05094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365773216424802434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms leong~~~ you are finally 18 and legally.. so get a room with the guy lar.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we ganged up in Zanmai for a dinner and all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So half way through the birthday song, suddenly Binn's name pop up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "Huh? What on earth???!!!!"!$&amp;amp;*#!##@@!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when the party was for me? Mine is like 10 more days to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only realised i was't hallucinating until I saw the cake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncPvE4UDkI/AAAAAAAABKk/-upZC9lu_rE/s1600-h/DSC05093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncPvE4UDkI/AAAAAAAABKk/-upZC9lu_rE/s320/DSC05093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365774782473440834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with the red cream all over choco indulgence... The only thing I said was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blardy ShEEET!!!! You guys CONNED me into doing this so you can sneak up a birthday cake ar?????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was glad they actually cared to throw such event for me, although I was quite pissed when I didn't know much about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, are truly treasures which fall from the sky. Grasp them hard or they might just leave you one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, being typical SJians, we did what we do best:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncRjv5JzBI/AAAAAAAABKs/O_l8Zh2d8mQ/s1600-h/DSC05099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncRjv5JzBI/AAAAAAAABKs/O_l8Zh2d8mQ/s320/DSC05099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365776786884512786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oopsy bad camera man~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncRlJ0hStI/AAAAAAAABLM/AGwB_mYvfDo/s1600-h/DSC05115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncRlJ0hStI/AAAAAAAABLM/AGwB_mYvfDo/s320/DSC05115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365776811024272082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some discussion about masturbation i pressume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncRkqfu8aI/AAAAAAAABLE/vWOaIx0GhLU/s1600-h/DSC05103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncRkqfu8aI/AAAAAAAABLE/vWOaIx0GhLU/s320/DSC05103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365776802615587234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the fav shots~ And when iman was enjoying the vibrator(jia wei's phone) in his ass....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncRkMxRb2I/AAAAAAAABK8/vTaNAVE0Sds/s1600-h/DSC05102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncRkMxRb2I/AAAAAAAABK8/vTaNAVE0Sds/s320/DSC05102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365776794636087138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from the mirror image~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncRj2lBBzI/AAAAAAAABK0/M1-iJqx0eFc/s1600-h/DSC05095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncRj2lBBzI/AAAAAAAABK0/M1-iJqx0eFc/s320/DSC05095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365776788679100210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least, happy birthday LEOs~~~ or rather August Babes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:I've rejected IT from my last post. Guess I can concentrate more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An australian college girl was suppose to get a cheek cell for her biology practical. Yet, when her college mate watched it under the microscope he saw nothing but a tadpole. Curiosly, he asked the lecturer to double confirm his image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer looked into microscope , and stared at the girl. He ended up with, " Guess you must have had a fantastic job before you enter the lab."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know the answer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bin bin bon bon&lt;br /&gt;Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-3203807310934270991?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/3203807310934270991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=3203807310934270991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3203807310934270991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3203807310934270991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/08/lsconned.html' title='LS,Conned'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SncN69HSgNI/AAAAAAAABKU/nHJZEnjjzHQ/s72-c/DSC05104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-471271710761433504</id><published>2009-07-31T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:04:55.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tertiary education'/><title type='text'>LS, Honours</title><content type='html'>There are several types of honours in our current society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them would be the certificate, ie, Bachelor in (Subject) Hons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another of would be the honours that the government present to a person after he or she did something great for the society or world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one would be, the honours which people give to you, invisiblely from how the speak and talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The honours I had received recently, was the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly, the teacher s in SS17 was overly-observant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SnKW_sw8lcI/AAAAAAAABJs/JA3NajaQVSA/s1600-h/2006-01-16.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SnKW_sw8lcI/AAAAAAAABJs/JA3NajaQVSA/s320/2006-01-16.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364516127244064194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honour to do what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be the head prefect.(or someone with some position)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I did not work for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my friends did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole bunch of people who are in probates now are working their ass off, and here i am given the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be so unfair, to all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing i have learnt from past experience is, nothing was ever fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends on luck and your environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, I'm quite lucky and unlucky the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't been through A levels, there is a high chances I would say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm in pure confusion of 50-50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't take this. I have 5 subjects to cope with, not to mention an Advance japanese class to attend, excluding my busy life with my family and last bu not least my personal development period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the transition period again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flattered and honoured to be selected by the teachers. I wanted to reject, but its just the psychological thing in me keep telling me not to reject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SnKW_WR7qvI/AAAAAAAABJk/2zyms_LIxB4/s1600-h/300_49209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SnKW_WR7qvI/AAAAAAAABJk/2zyms_LIxB4/s320/300_49209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364516121208400626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such honour and rare ocassion that people look up to you and select you.From where I know my teachers last year didn't favoured me much, most probably I looked dumb and clumsy when I was a real buffalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SnKXAHesRgI/AAAAAAAABJ8/r7LGXvUdUN8/s1600-h/31960253312114l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SnKXAHesRgI/AAAAAAAABJ8/r7LGXvUdUN8/s320/31960253312114l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364516134415255042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you readers must be thinking that I'm just beating around the bush, and keep praising myself but hey, I'm really cracking my head off this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SnKXAUyzw7I/AAAAAAAABKI/sQMqORDXDv4/s1600-h/5888_109005863061_630173061_2404489_8064064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SnKXAUyzw7I/AAAAAAAABKI/sQMqORDXDv4/s320/5888_109005863061_630173061_2404489_8064064_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364516137989292978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its no joke. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SnKW_s4qIxI/AAAAAAAABJ0/W4ztfV8nsEc/s1600-h/nojoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SnKW_s4qIxI/AAAAAAAABJ0/W4ztfV8nsEc/s320/nojoke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364516127276409618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i reject, what are the teachers would think of me. And would I regret later on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I accept, how would the probates think of me? I didn't even go through a single course of training in SS17 yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really painful dilema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just trying to consider all the outcome for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go through a pilgrimage again in the board,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or to lead a normal life, and get into an interesting university again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hoping on public university, its just that I don't like to let people down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, I can't satisfy everyone, why can't I understand this very fact?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bin bin bon bon&lt;br /&gt;Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-471271710761433504?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/471271710761433504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=471271710761433504' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/471271710761433504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/471271710761433504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/07/ls-honours.html' title='LS, Honours'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SnKW_sw8lcI/AAAAAAAABJs/JA3NajaQVSA/s72-c/2006-01-16.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-252884116706123129</id><published>2009-07-26T22:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:17:45.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><title type='text'>LS,Legacy of Malaysian's Star-Yasmin ahmad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Smxxlygmk9I/AAAAAAAABJc/icqEaE5Vv6M/s1600-h/YASMIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Smxxlygmk9I/AAAAAAAABJc/icqEaE5Vv6M/s320/YASMIN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362786150319035346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she isn't exactly the celebrity-star, but her arts, truly made her shine as the utmost brilliant legend in Malaysia's movie industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin Ahmad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Malaysia's very own Ang Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry can't find any other personas to relate her with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I can only say this is a great loss to our filming industry, as she has made so many prominent work, which had such huge impact on our society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess one of the movies which made such huge leap is Sepet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmxsuDkuBwI/AAAAAAAABJM/eAPRPaRQl3Q/s1600-h/sepet_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmxsuDkuBwI/AAAAAAAABJM/eAPRPaRQl3Q/s320/sepet_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362780794780518146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She had successfully brought the special identity of Malaysia as the one unique multiracial society, where everyone lives together. Even with such different family and religion background, we can still live together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The politicians of Malaysia today should really learn something from her productions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget her meaningful Petronas Advertistments. They never failed to hit the G-spot of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UehSJlOQj2I&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UehSJlOQj2I&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hong ming, now the whole world knows you like her~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another meaningful one. this is what family is all about, not only how great their children are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sjKEONJbao&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sjKEONJbao&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another one, which im certain Yasmin Ahmad too had made this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eoOIgEcZ4e8&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eoOIgEcZ4e8&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But truly, the one on Hong ming and his girl friend really hits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our children are colour blind, why not keep them like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin, I wonder if the politicians do watch TV at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, on the 25rd July 2009, the 51 years old producer passed away on 11.25pm due to brain haemorrhage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;"She possessed the knack on how to capture the essence of Malaysia through her movies and commercials."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;“She had a big heart and vision that we usually don’t understand. That was why people misunderstood her. But she never intended any malice,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;“Her movies are watched by all races because they can all relate to the messages conveyed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all i can say is, please Rest In Peace Yasmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmxxloTz00I/AAAAAAAABJU/IFk8Vv5qdKQ/s1600-h/dsc_8703_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmxxloTz00I/AAAAAAAABJU/IFk8Vv5qdKQ/s320/dsc_8703_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362786147581023042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all Malaysians, especially the one in Entertaintment industry, you are one great Hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, is Petronas' 2010 CNY Ad is going to be different ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Her latest produtcion Talent Time is airing soon. So do google it or watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS2: Check her &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://yasminthefilmmaker.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; though it's going to be deserted soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bin bin bon bon,&lt;br /&gt;Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-252884116706123129?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/252884116706123129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=252884116706123129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/252884116706123129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/252884116706123129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/07/lslegacy-of-malaysians-star-yasmin.html' title='LS,Legacy of Malaysian&apos;s Star-Yasmin ahmad'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Smxxlygmk9I/AAAAAAAABJc/icqEaE5Vv6M/s72-c/YASMIN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-7476723956929729899</id><published>2009-07-17T21:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:01:02.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secondary school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>LS,Life and Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCC_mtzGFI/AAAAAAAABIs/dyfefQqGfa8/s1600-h/DSC04845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCC_mtzGFI/AAAAAAAABIs/dyfefQqGfa8/s320/DSC04845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359427585806899282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Engineers of Tomorrow~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 weeks, I've finally stepped in to the grounds of Taylors University College again. Well, I did meet some of my old friends here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All asking the same ol' "why are you in WHITE?" question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the main purpose is to participate in this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmB6_DopBRI/AAAAAAAABHU/XyMNBNSm67E/s1600-h/d.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmB6_DopBRI/AAAAAAAABHU/XyMNBNSm67E/s320/d.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359418780297004306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most may wonder... Binn hated physics why is he doing this? well because I am a sub, but i still did contribute ideas and energy to the whole project throughout the period ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the whole idea of this competition is to find the best design of CO2 generated car, without any leakages in form of liquid or solid. Objective, the furthest car from the respective team wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmB_6yBXDGI/AAAAAAAABH8/nxCxIoSKHww/s1600-h/DSC04837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmB_6yBXDGI/AAAAAAAABH8/nxCxIoSKHww/s320/DSC04837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359424204407508066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my school(ss17 if you are lost) sent 2 teams, 1st team comprising Jia wei, may yuan ,jia chen and me(sub but i still get the cert~&gt;.&lt;) and a second team of Yong Shiang, Tien Siang, Calvin and Yi Won.    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmB_6DvxmYI/AAAAAAAABHs/g-rliEiyQtA/s1600-h/DSC04832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmB_6DvxmYI/AAAAAAAABHs/g-rliEiyQtA/s320/DSC04832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359424191985719682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say we make a perfect team, 8 of us. Creativity, inovation,communication( well we do argue at some point) and spirit. We may not have gotten champion, but we know if we had enough resources we might have a better chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, we still got what we had achieved. Now, during the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say the whole place was tense because it was filled with Chinese and you can smell the "kiasu-ness" in the air literally, of the stud's sweat and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is for sure, there are much more men over the ladies. Don't ask me why, its just the stereotyping atmosphere in the parking lot.   We were lucky to be the first group to laid in the yellow track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first trial was quite sucky, because the car moved towards the left.   We were suppose to fix the problem, and i knew it was the left balancing rod of the car, because the right one was doomed to oblivion, I'd suggested taking out the left one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmB_6Zr1MCI/AAAAAAAABH0/tEHnKXUwW6A/s1600-h/DSC04834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmB_6Zr1MCI/AAAAAAAABH0/tEHnKXUwW6A/s320/DSC04834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359424197874757666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there we go and people insisted on not changing the structure claiming we have no time... so we went on without any changes.   The only difference was making sure we had enough pressure for the car to move, without any chance for the reactants to leak the CO2 gas before we screw the nozzle in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we make it better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Engkkkkkkk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope it got suckier. Same problem. Car tilted to the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh well... I still remember May Yuan's quote during the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;"Pressure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;kaw lat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;..." ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;May Yuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, the 2nd group did a very good job. They had problem in their first trial due to the worn out nozzle they have been using. The gas kept leaking from the spacing between the nozzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem identified, we lent them our nozzle since it was in perfect condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmB_56Q8-sI/AAAAAAAABHk/HCfXisT97LA/s1600-h/DSC04831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmB_56Q8-sI/AAAAAAAABHk/HCfXisT97LA/s320/DSC04831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359424189440522946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. From 0 cm to 859cm distance. With our amount of reactant I'd say we did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCCJwnKFeI/AAAAAAAABIE/_YIG3bcIMko/s1600-h/DSC04838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCCJwnKFeI/AAAAAAAABIE/_YIG3bcIMko/s320/DSC04838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359426660750464482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mentioned my group's score?  First trial was 256 and the 2nd was 231. Bummer huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCCKa4ktII/AAAAAAAABIM/4y4KYTAGxFo/s1600-h/DSC04839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCCKa4ktII/AAAAAAAABIM/4y4KYTAGxFo/s320/DSC04839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359426672097801346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... The by the end of the day, our school got the 2nd place, 2nd runner went to SMK Taman Sea and SMJK Yin Hwa nabbed Champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCCLQd0FnI/AAAAAAAABIk/WCSb2YU5t44/s1600-h/DSC04844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCCLQd0FnI/AAAAAAAABIk/WCSb2YU5t44/s320/DSC04844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359426686481077874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still whining because I don't get to have a trophy like the guys in group 2,but I was a sub and I still participated, any of you readers did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCCLMDEcOI/AAAAAAAABIc/obxCx_aRtLs/s1600-h/DSC04841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCCLMDEcOI/AAAAAAAABIc/obxCx_aRtLs/s320/DSC04841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359426685295161570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I present you pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCCKk118FI/AAAAAAAABIU/o3q_QwjFeIk/s1600-h/DSC04840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCCKk118FI/AAAAAAAABIU/o3q_QwjFeIk/s320/DSC04840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359426674770702418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;seriously, i think i have a flair in behaving like an engineer... maybe its in my option now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCC_yEJTwI/AAAAAAAABI0/uODfVtioM1M/s1600-h/09-07-09_1114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCC_yEJTwI/AAAAAAAABI0/uODfVtioM1M/s320/09-07-09_1114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359427588853419778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How they sleep in the class... candid of the day~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-7476723956929729899?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/7476723956929729899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=7476723956929729899' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7476723956929729899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7476723956929729899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/07/lslife-and-line.html' title='LS,Life and Line'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SmCC_mtzGFI/AAAAAAAABIs/dyfefQqGfa8/s72-c/DSC04845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-1661563976453585479</id><published>2009-07-15T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:38:21.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tertiary education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>LS, Flu rage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1cBJ8Yd3I/AAAAAAAABG8/j_mazXa_u4E/s1600-h/HazeAmpangKualaLumpur.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1cBJ8Yd3I/AAAAAAAABG8/j_mazXa_u4E/s320/HazeAmpangKualaLumpur.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358540306559563634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately the weather has really been a killer around Subang Jaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The haze, the heat and the hath of my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things ain't going good around me nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always an unlucky thing called flu in the world and it just hit me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilling the grilling, i'm not infected with swine flu. Jia wei was hoping one of us in school get it so we can have at least a week of school off, but I'm not giving in, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1cAJAnCPI/AAAAAAAABGk/v38HU3fuBnA/s1600-h/1042272_f520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1cAJAnCPI/AAAAAAAABGk/v38HU3fuBnA/s320/1042272_f520.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358540289128990962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditched school, and end up staying in the bed till 10 o clock in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping do allow your body to adjust itself back to gear 5. So sleep more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1dEHwbkaI/AAAAAAAABHM/FpCVYAJX-vA/s1600-h/sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1dEHwbkaI/AAAAAAAABHM/FpCVYAJX-vA/s320/sleep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541457023799714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the rage doesn't end there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another rage called school transfer hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiasuness of Chinese society. And sad to speak, I'm one of the chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1cAcxZT0I/AAAAAAAABGs/5V-DOi587vM/s1600-h/361198456_9d796f496a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1cAcxZT0I/AAAAAAAABGs/5V-DOi587vM/s320/361198456_9d796f496a_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358540294433886018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all came by when my friend's mom who happens to be my mom's friend in the badminton court. and the "owh my son is in Samad doing 5 subjects after he left SS17 for it. What about your son?" kicked in, and I end up hearing, "Eh, since people do so, why don't you go for it too? Since you know someone there now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a son like that so much, why don't you take my friend as your son instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people just contradict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just an ordinary dinner while we were discussing about squash and badminton again. I know girls same age as my younger sister who can hurl much more powerful smash than she does in squash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there my parents go," Everyone is different!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I said so, they went," You never know if you never try!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello? Binn to EARTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1cBVs5SGI/AAAAAAAABHE/PzZo8Sxd0aE/s1600-h/physics_phun.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1cBVs5SGI/AAAAAAAABHE/PzZo8Sxd0aE/s320/physics_phun.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358540309715830882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm different too!!! I know I hated physics. Why even bother asking me to try when I HATE the subject?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its me being me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allowing people to tell me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me not being able to tell myself what i really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me hate me hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, honestly I don't mind giving it a try. But I'm just worried if I could handle it or not. I'm no superman or Dexter the genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1cAiKJThI/AAAAAAAABG0/bBtHq5qGqDQ/s1600-h/DextersLaboratoryWallpaper1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1cAiKJThI/AAAAAAAABG0/bBtHq5qGqDQ/s320/DextersLaboratoryWallpaper1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358540295879872018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just Binn who enjoy life and hanging out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do Challenge the Limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm good in my own ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is I don't have the courage to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. Back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had enought advices by now. Which to take , I have no idea yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've chosen the hard way.Now I have to take the EVEN harder way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day you seen Binn go "kuku"( meaning crazy in BM) in the streets, please just get someone to kill me on the spot. don't bother sending me to Tanjung Rambutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bin bin bon bon,&lt;br /&gt;Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-1661563976453585479?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/1661563976453585479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=1661563976453585479' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1661563976453585479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1661563976453585479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/07/ls-flu-rage.html' title='LS, Flu rage'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sl1cBJ8Yd3I/AAAAAAAABG8/j_mazXa_u4E/s72-c/HazeAmpangKualaLumpur.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-8783201571727014929</id><published>2009-07-03T14:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:28:51.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tertiary education'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Fingers Crossed</title><content type='html'>It wasn't that bad, considering what I have went through. Lately plenty of thoughts just pop right back into my oblogata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BIG Question, why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sk3ca-JsX_I/AAAAAAAABF8/VWG3pBFGOG8/s1600-h/920100-PORT-MACQUARIE-The-Big-Question-Mark--El-Gran-Interrogante-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sk3ca-JsX_I/AAAAAAAABF8/VWG3pBFGOG8/s320/920100-PORT-MACQUARIE-The-Big-Question-Mark--El-Gran-Interrogante-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354177887931752434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I think it doesn't make much different with or without the answer. I'm now doing everything what I think is best for me. What others think? I don't give a damn anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why college and not STPM was always the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some said it is not recognised.&lt;br /&gt;Some said it is still in BM&lt;br /&gt;Some said it is too tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, the last reason still seemed a little too off hook to be a reason to not take STPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognition wise, STPM are much more recognized compared to even what I had taken, Cambridge A Levels in everywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BM, need not to worry anything as Pengajian Am is the only subject in BM if you are in the Science Classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough? Come on, how many Malaysians have done it before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to admit I did make a mistake once, but now that I have understood what lies before me, I have no doubts in standing strong in my principle is claiming that STPM worth better and more compare to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as a uniform-student again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sk3ccTN6EGI/AAAAAAAABGc/g4On4rkDmb4/s1600-h/SuperStock_1768R-4339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sk3ccTN6EGI/AAAAAAAABGc/g4On4rkDmb4/s320/SuperStock_1768R-4339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354177910766440546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Ann Nee says, we do not have to pick the right combination to college everyday since uniform is a must. So I am glad to say, stress no. 1, Slashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sk3cbi2y4PI/AAAAAAAABGM/5H8mOo44vxE/s1600-h/starbucks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sk3cbi2y4PI/AAAAAAAABGM/5H8mOo44vxE/s320/starbucks1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354177897784598770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Yong Shiang says, we can spend less on other stuffs and be more disciplined in our financial management since most of the college go-ers are from the wealthies and they splurge in Starbucks every single week without fail. Lunch? Pasar food is much more healthier and cheaper than Starbucks at any rate. stress no.2, Slashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Puan Ooi says(she have a 16 karat on the right hand!), we can use the money invested on collehe pre-university on the degree instead. Who knows in 2 years time the money might just multiply by ten itself? STPM provides even wider coverage of knowledge compared to any other pre-u programme in Malaysia, and best of it is, it is free. stress no.3, Slashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sk3ccHeEt2I/AAAAAAAABGU/pUK_-GO4rrE/s1600-h/stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sk3ccHeEt2I/AAAAAAAABGU/pUK_-GO4rrE/s320/stress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354177907613022050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As how I've seen my friends are doing, they have fun yet study at the same time. They are smart and fun. Not to say my previous class wasn't fun, but in my current class, I feel more relaxed and enjoy the fun! PM10 was rather stressful , and geez 8 of our classmates got into the top 21 in march intake. So stress no. 4,Slashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few more stresses, but I think i still need time to get over them, especially to deal with X. Peeps who found out, please keep your lips sealed because my life doesn't just revolved around X, I might find myself Y, Z and who knows an Omega pops up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had my class photo today, and boy I miss group shots! Watched transformers 2, but Star Trek gave me a bigger boom still. Sorry T-fans out there, but Binn Binn go for trekking more~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sk3cbOz423I/AAAAAAAABGE/kpJna6zonW4/s1600-h/movie_bumblebee_by_emanz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sk3cbOz423I/AAAAAAAABGE/kpJna6zonW4/s320/movie_bumblebee_by_emanz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354177892403698546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved Bumblebee... wish to have a car with such emotion and sophisticated personality in the far future~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, waiting for a laptop to use... End of july!!! I'm gonna hunt for my best buddy for the next 3 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-8783201571727014929?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/8783201571727014929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=8783201571727014929' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8783201571727014929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8783201571727014929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/07/kzb-on-fingers-crossed.html' title='KZB on: Fingers Crossed'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sk3ca-JsX_I/AAAAAAAABF8/VWG3pBFGOG8/s72-c/920100-PORT-MACQUARIE-The-Big-Question-Mark--El-Gran-Interrogante-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-4707217985078484767</id><published>2009-06-23T08:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:50:38.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tertiary education'/><title type='text'>KZB on: The other road</title><content type='html'>There were 2 roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was smooth and glamorous looking, even a dog would have taken the route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was rough and ugly, even the tiniest ant will prevent itself from taking the route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, little do they know, each route would have nurtured them in different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth and glamorous:&lt;br /&gt;Your journey was easy and still, until the hidden dangers start laying their paws on your, undetected, unprepared. With strong confident, you end your journey with none, returning you with nothing, but mere regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rough and ugly:&lt;br /&gt;Your journey was full of danger and encounters, yet you never failed to let you guards up and fend yourself from them. You persevered, you grew, you lived. Your confident was built slowly and slowly, bit by bit till the day you had end your journey, you have became a much better person compared to the previous you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SkAmzt2oxII/AAAAAAAABF0/A-jdTKH_i2w/s1600-h/the-road-not-taken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SkAmzt2oxII/AAAAAAAABF0/A-jdTKH_i2w/s320/the-road-not-taken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350319027240092802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I took route one, when I had precisely lived route 2. What was I thinking when I took route one? Do I not see the difference each of them would have made?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess what they say love is blind. Don't get me wrong, I didn't exactly took route one because of X, X was one of the small factors. Yes X was in the March intake but I was truly blinded when I made the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was told that the other road is still there for me, and provided that I feel comfortable is what I'm doing, I can always take the special route which had exist for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the letter. Now its the matter of getting my uniform or prepare to pay for my next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeps, I don't care anymore. This is my road, my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I was blogging this in a CC due to temporary PC-less circumstances and I am listening to form 4 kids laughing and playing ... MAPLE STORY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-4707217985078484767?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/4707217985078484767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=4707217985078484767' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4707217985078484767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4707217985078484767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/06/kzb-on-other-road.html' title='KZB on: The other road'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SkAmzt2oxII/AAAAAAAABF0/A-jdTKH_i2w/s72-c/the-road-not-taken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-7331971595785786662</id><published>2009-06-17T10:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:28:01.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>KZB on: The answer</title><content type='html'>An apple, may seem to simple by its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjhSMaoQREI/AAAAAAAABFM/WQ_KQCy4ws4/s1600-h/holly_and_veronica_apple-1024x680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjhSMaoQREI/AAAAAAAABFM/WQ_KQCy4ws4/s320/holly_and_veronica_apple-1024x680.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348114930762531906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, with a little help from a knife, it can do wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjhUCMxv6SI/AAAAAAAABFc/lF5Lv9M5HzI/s1600-h/ie281063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjhUCMxv6SI/AAAAAAAABFc/lF5Lv9M5HzI/s320/ie281063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348116954268821794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had an apple, I will just go to a place, where I meet people I call friends, cut the apple to proportion, and share with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjhUUVl5J3I/AAAAAAAABFs/dKJaBigqSZc/s1600-h/sliced_apples_with_french_knife_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjhUUVl5J3I/AAAAAAAABFs/dKJaBigqSZc/s320/sliced_apples_with_french_knife_3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348117265872660338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I this, I not only gain fullfilment, but knowledge, bonding, and who knows I may even meet a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So peeps, sometimes you can always think stuffs in another angle. Nothing is definite because matters are dead, you are the living ones who are able to be flexible turn things into another way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjhUB6OlRrI/AAAAAAAABFU/Tgxva3Af4vk/s1600-h/hermesapplepurse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjhUB6OlRrI/AAAAAAAABFU/Tgxva3Af4vk/s320/hermesapplepurse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348116949289486002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how flexible the world is now? A useless purse but still people with i pods thinks that this little thingy is worth the money for the sake of fashion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh well, 2 weeks of nothing to do.... FAT burn project i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-7331971595785786662?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/7331971595785786662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=7331971595785786662' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7331971595785786662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7331971595785786662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/06/kzb-on-answer.html' title='KZB on: The answer'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjhSMaoQREI/AAAAAAAABFM/WQ_KQCy4ws4/s72-c/holly_and_veronica_apple-1024x680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-3128894653762872608</id><published>2009-06-15T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:22:25.938+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>KZB on :Distance</title><content type='html'>It's just a around about away, but it takes that much of energy to reach there.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a phone call away, but the phone is that heavy.&lt;br /&gt;It's just an email away, but nothing could be typed in it.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that no matter how hard I try, it is just not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess this concludes as an emotional post for you peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a question for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjZnDKOt89I/AAAAAAAABEs/ZfWl0IDWM1g/s1600-h/DETA-934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjZnDKOt89I/AAAAAAAABEs/ZfWl0IDWM1g/s320/DETA-934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347574911532397522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had an apple, what would you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjZnCzzE3OI/AAAAAAAABEk/23BGon5OfPI/s1600-h/girl_with_apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjZnCzzE3OI/AAAAAAAABEk/23BGon5OfPI/s320/girl_with_apple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347574905510878434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's it gonna be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-3128894653762872608?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/3128894653762872608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=3128894653762872608' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3128894653762872608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3128894653762872608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/06/kzb-on-distance.html' title='KZB on :Distance'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjZnDKOt89I/AAAAAAAABEs/ZfWl0IDWM1g/s72-c/DETA-934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-6405249978290343269</id><published>2009-06-12T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:35:51.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>KZB on: After all these while</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS2Lp-iMGI/AAAAAAAABEc/JiZzefyswDs/s1600-h/29-05-09_1148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS2Lp-iMGI/AAAAAAAABEc/JiZzefyswDs/s320/29-05-09_1148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347098968958578786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well peeps, thanks for tuning in then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last paper, thank goodness its holidays after this.... 2 weeks of INTENSE FAT BURNING!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really want to talk about my exams due to the meaningless studies of mine, and my inconsistency, my irresponsibilities, and most importantly, my stubbornness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, I wish I can really do a better job in listening to others, not only myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the biology killer paper, everyone went to pyramid for movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS1htcLsAI/AAAAAAAABD0/hA1nMnYDLlE/s1600-h/12-06-09_1528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS1htcLsAI/AAAAAAAABD0/hA1nMnYDLlE/s320/12-06-09_1528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347098248333733890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea it was suppose to be the PM10 bonding session but NOOOO Binn must go to the buffet with his family~~~  I can see how Hannah's reaction just turn when I said I wasn't going... Yes I did say I can be the transporter, but hey, nothing is definite right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS1iE0lCQI/AAAAAAAABEE/uMYHapmZOlM/s1600-h/12-06-09_1533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS1iE0lCQI/AAAAAAAABEE/uMYHapmZOlM/s320/12-06-09_1533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347098254610073858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Tenji, good food, but i have to say the ambience in door wasn't satisfying. The outdoor, however, would be better if we went for dinner instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS1hWMGlpI/AAAAAAAABDk/10ZQHCiP-kk/s1600-h/12-06-09_1319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS1hWMGlpI/AAAAAAAABDk/10ZQHCiP-kk/s320/12-06-09_1319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347098242092275346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price?  RM40, for a 5 hours buffet it's more than enough. Haegen-Dazz, Fresh Oysters, Soft Shell Crab, Sashimi and Sukiyaki, All unlimited. Not to mention their splendid refreshing coconuts, whoa it cost more than rm40 in total!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS1ho2DJTI/AAAAAAAABDs/w1sW1bdIEwU/s1600-h/12-06-09_1503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS1ho2DJTI/AAAAAAAABDs/w1sW1bdIEwU/s320/12-06-09_1503.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347098247100048690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its recession now, business have to go on, so I guess most of the enterprieuners do what they have to do to keep the economics rolling... Sheesh , I'm a science student for Pete's sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS2LmITL1I/AAAAAAAABEU/zgGrJf8nq0k/s1600-h/12-06-09_1540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS2LmITL1I/AAAAAAAABEU/zgGrJf8nq0k/s320/12-06-09_1540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347098967925796690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I have 2 more weeks to catch up with my body and homework... Was thinking of switching to STPM instead, but I wonder if I have the time and tide to do so.... I don't care what people say now, wasting my time? I think I would be much more steadier this way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS1h6URWBI/AAAAAAAABD8/Ep2RAs6XU7A/s1600-h/04-06-09_1409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS1h6URWBI/AAAAAAAABD8/Ep2RAs6XU7A/s320/04-06-09_1409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347098251790211090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again? I have 2 weeks to do that! Now, back to sit ups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS2LXqeL-I/AAAAAAAABEM/5FpKJ2iSTkU/s1600-h/12-06-09_1537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS2LXqeL-I/AAAAAAAABEM/5FpKJ2iSTkU/s320/12-06-09_1537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347098964042592226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We get to park in the building, literally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-6405249978290343269?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/6405249978290343269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=6405249978290343269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6405249978290343269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6405249978290343269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/06/kzb-on-after-all-these-while.html' title='KZB on: After all these while'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SjS2Lp-iMGI/AAAAAAAABEc/JiZzefyswDs/s72-c/29-05-09_1148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-7972595763095416956</id><published>2009-06-07T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:41:08.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Lost in Confusion</title><content type='html'>Gawrsh~~~(remind you of Goofy eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It have been 2 long weeks....(or more) since I laid my fingers on this page... Well all I can say is, what college students going through now and all the reasons they can't blog(at least not much...) , I can finally understand.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know how college life is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It suck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The myths about college is fun, you can do this and do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAAAH!!!! You kids out there... better double check all the freakin' reasons and details you need when you wanna enter a college for your course... or else you are gonna end up like poor Binn here suffering in his A levels....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Taylor College???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the glamour and stuffs do not apply if you are stuck in A levels... Really... Wanna have fun???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go get ICPU,SAM but not A levels seriously... You have assignments yet they aint counted in your finals and worse, you will have like 36 chapters for each subject to cover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm saying this most probably because im in march intake, but that doesn't deny the other facts that I have mentioned... So be wise, don't take march intake, and better still, don't take A levels....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRARGH!!!!!!! Sem Exam in 2 days and I'm still freakin' blogging man!!!(this is nuthing lar.. I played Kingdom Hearts 2 for 5 hours yesterday...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit lar... how am I suppose to score with all these distractions in my room???!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame anyone but youself... Yes I know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is one event in my life that will make me a better person eh?(hopefully....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams... I seriously don't dare to think about them now, due to all the happenings swirling around my life right now... I am not as joyful prone as I used to be, nor I have the enrgy to get cheered up like a little boy anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is so dull and "matured" , so to speak right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess my speculation was right, the second you step into a tertiary education world, you are an official adult... Resposibility will start pouring in, not to mention stress and strain(yeah all hail physics!!!).. You blood pressure will just soar like nobody's business and you will start to envy those who ain't studying...(stupid but well, life's like that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more year to go.... I wonder if I could go to the end... I'm so tired right now... It's only 1/3 way through and I'm freakin in the express class ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys... I'm tired... I finally understand why the suicide rates are soaring, and exceptionally high near colleges(owh yeah HANNAH!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting weaker... I'm getting darker.... Life is not as fun as it used to be now... I need a break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-7972595763095416956?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/7972595763095416956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=7972595763095416956' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7972595763095416956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7972595763095416956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/06/kzb-on-lost-in-confusion.html' title='KZB on: Lost in Confusion'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-7944768856391940922</id><published>2009-05-28T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:21:25.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Lost in Glory</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was the dinner, and today was really a big day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it ended with a lost, but I've gained experience, knowledge, wisdom and owh yeah, a new friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh56k4nPI-I/AAAAAAAABDU/olsZRFvk3N4/s1600-h/DSC04709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh56k4nPI-I/AAAAAAAABDU/olsZRFvk3N4/s320/DSC04709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340840982198821858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kamal from Brunei&lt;/span&gt;!!! Looks pretty hawt for a Malay guy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is only 16 this year and due to funny systematical error, he end up in under 19 boys.. Yeap I lost to this cute guy over here... straight sets, 11-3,11-2,11-3.. What to do.. people train more than I do ... Body also fitter and faster so its quite up to expectations that I will flunk my match...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the players today were really intimidating yet respectable. Both male and female players in the court was fierce, energetic and precise.. Unlike the unexperienced me, my traits are totally opposite... The South African female players really caught my attention because of their stream-lined uniform and cool swift moves~~ I spoke to one of them , and her accent was like~ whoa.... melted when she said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Second~&lt;/span&gt;" haha what a sweet girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, plenty of people got a shock of their life today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because I went to SMKSS17!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha its like everyone keep asking me the same question over and over again... I went around the school to check things out.. Met like the whole gang of SJians in the classes... No matter in the bio-science or engineering class, there are people that recognizes me and know me~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha what to do, SJian spirit!!! Seriously, its like seeing the whole form 5of SJ all over again seeing all of them over there. It was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Eh Yong Bin what are you doing here???!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;some just stood up and *point finger*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Woi Yong Bin!! Hello!!! Whagt are you doing here la???!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh I miss those days!!! Although this happened the first day in college, it felt different in another school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS17 is the ideal school for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Pre-University&lt;/span&gt;.. I can't believe I end up doing A levels and paying 30k for my ore-university studies... Stupid right? But what is done IS done.. No use crying over spilt milk.. I can only do my best in A levels now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright back to main point, I was there to fetch Kian Yip for All Stars because we are having our match at almost the same time... So we went there together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I manage to get him out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a very innocent stare ," saya sepupu dia...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. and they believed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh well~~ A huge thanks to Kian Yip for showing the school around!!! SS17 is a great school for STPM!!!! And the teachers looked very nice and dedicated too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was bad news for both me and Kian Yip, both of us went back with a very lighted heart because we both gave our best shot for our repective opponents, and we have NO REGRETS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, regret is one thing in life you should try your best to avoid and forget. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Its the one thing that is going to pull you back in every aspect in you life~ Kian Yip, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh6PnuT0UTI/AAAAAAAABDc/VkVMOW5ZKF0/s1600-h/crucible-snooker-pool-table-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh6PnuT0UTI/AAAAAAAABDc/VkVMOW5ZKF0/s320/crucible-snooker-pool-table-lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340864120716808498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;POOL&lt;/span&gt;~~~ Gawsh I really hated the environment because of all the freakin lifeless fellas who book a ticket to heaven by smoking in the place... Yuck~ I can still *sniff sniff* smell the smoke in my nose now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy over there was super nice!!! He taught me how am I suppose to rest the stick(or what ever it is called) on my fingers and how to switch them alternately in different situations and angles... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Kian Yip was a great teacher&lt;/span&gt;, but the shop keeper did a better job in hitting the "pool-sense" into me~ &gt;.&lt;~~~   Great day, so sad that I have to end it with studying &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt; for my maths test tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-7944768856391940922?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/7944768856391940922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=7944768856391940922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7944768856391940922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7944768856391940922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/05/kzb-on-lost-in-glory.html' title='KZB on: Lost in Glory'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh56k4nPI-I/AAAAAAAABDU/olsZRFvk3N4/s72-c/DSC04709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-1851370978667289089</id><published>2009-05-28T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T01:46:43.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>KZB on: All Star Dinner 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh17X5My8dI/AAAAAAAABC8/EsDZPBmK5fc/s1600-h/DSC04686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh17X5My8dI/AAAAAAAABC8/EsDZPBmK5fc/s320/DSC04686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340560383552975314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the title speaks for itself right? The dinner is held in Hilton, Petaling Jaya. If you have no idea where is it, AmCorp Mall shall give you a good picture of where the building is~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today wasn't really a good day for me to drive around, provided that I almost blew up the whole car every 5 minutes im driving it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that the T-junction in SS17 is going to be THAT jammed, even by SJ's 7 o clock standard... Was suppose to fetch "Foong Shiang though, but due to the jam....To make matters worse....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car went out of fuel... So I had to drive to Petronas in SS17... and Ya know what sucks the most for a driver???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to wind the petrol notch back to its position!!! Imagine what is going to happen if the petrol leaked man???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright save the drama for next time.... Anyway, the worse has yet to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to SS17/3.. and I couldn't see where Foong Shiang was and I went round and round just to get to her house and ended up having her brother to send her over to Khye Theng's house instead of the original plan... So LAME~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owkay so that was still fine.. What went basillisk was when I drove the whole gang of SJians to SHah Alam instead of PJ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTHECKK???!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually its kinda my fault because I didn't recognize the route and Kian Yip's directing was WAY off today, so we ended up paying toll fees to Shah Alam and drove all the way back with a U-turn to PJ with Federal Highway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh17YGOJaFI/AAAAAAAABDE/BqrG78PrqVw/s1600-h/DSC04685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh17YGOJaFI/AAAAAAAABDE/BqrG78PrqVw/s320/DSC04685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340560387048302674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My very coach!! he have squash balls all over him man... He is the best guy to coach squash in da world man~~(until i get to go some where else lar &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez... Sometimes you can really feel that you are getting older by the day, because of all the knowledge you need to absorb as a DRIVER, and highways are like... How many are there????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was fine, everyone dressed up real nice, but the scary part is when you step into the Kristal Ballroom, there are like hundred pairs of eyes staring at you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh17XeIq5gI/AAAAAAAABCs/03IWRdG1Lw0/s1600-h/DSC04665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh17XeIq5gI/AAAAAAAABCs/03IWRdG1Lw0/s320/DSC04665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340560376287913474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me n Yaenn~~~ Super sweet right~ coach said she have PASSION for squash~ nyak nyak~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we were late for half an hour... Thank goodness the Malaysian timing ALWAYS, i mean ALWAYS taps into the guest of honour, so we had time to kill even we were late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sooo intimidating to see the pros gathered in the same hall and we know that they are THAT good because they flew here just to play... And the best part was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEEDING TIME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed me with what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot hunks and Chicks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine make it more me... all the leng chai and leng luis~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Hong Kong to South America and Australia... Gosh they are soo pretty and good looking when they are in their dresses and shirts!!! There were at least 20 hot guy and hot girl alerts every single time I look around!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh17XvddohI/AAAAAAAABC0/_0AmY5kKchg/s1600-h/DSC04683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh17XvddohI/AAAAAAAABC0/_0AmY5kKchg/s320/DSC04683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340560380938527250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Picture!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I get anyone's number??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... There was a few Hong Kong guys that I wanted to talk to but failed due to "technical" errors... don't ask....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another girl which told me that taking cakes for dinner is healthy, I was about to know which part of Selangor she camed from, until Kian Yip snapped me from the back and tell me I'm cutting some one else's line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have stayed longer to get her number!!! Owh well.. Guess my clicks are enough to entertain me for the night~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gradually its just a dinner to welcome the foreigner players and all to make them feel more Malaysia a day before the match.. There were 14 different countries playing in this tournement, inclusive of Pakistan,Australia,India,Hong Kong, Japan,Korea,South America,Russia,Indonesia,Iran, Singapore,Sri Lanka, Brunei Dahrul Salam and last but not least, our very Malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The organizers were ok... its just that the guests' english need A serious make-over... If you had gotten any videos from the Sri Lankans, you will get what I mean....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing ended arounf 10 plus, and it became a cam-whore session for our circle, because we are the only ones Jakun(meaning barbaric or un-sophisticated) to snap pictures in every corner of the ball room!!! What to do, we have our cam-whore king and queens mar... Kian Yip, Khye Theng and Yaenn respectively.. so , predicted lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official Camera Man: Binn.. *as always~~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh17YkoVdCI/AAAAAAAABDM/KsXbamPI8fU/s1600-h/DSC04706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh17YkoVdCI/AAAAAAAABDM/KsXbamPI8fU/s320/DSC04706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340560395211207714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best Pic of the Day... Though its super blurrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh yeah, this is an interesting video: *tips* notice the change in facial expression~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-50eb33ecc1b0ae4b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50eb33ecc1b0ae4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331214800%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81D397A277203074DD26DFB10C1D42C64EC8A999.17EE7CDEC90E4862D38EEAC4FACAD40F5CE30B33%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50eb33ecc1b0ae4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWV26xpWDRcx0tJCosodfJ4JQxaI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50eb33ecc1b0ae4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331214800%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81D397A277203074DD26DFB10C1D42C64EC8A999.17EE7CDEC90E4862D38EEAC4FACAD40F5CE30B33%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50eb33ecc1b0ae4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWV26xpWDRcx0tJCosodfJ4JQxaI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures: got to this &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4124825883839254709" com="" id="630173061#/profile.php?id=630173061&amp;amp;v=photos&amp;amp;viewas=630173061&amp;quot;"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-1851370978667289089?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=50eb33ecc1b0ae4b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/1851370978667289089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=1851370978667289089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1851370978667289089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1851370978667289089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/05/kzb-on-all-star-dinner-2009.html' title='KZB on: All Star Dinner 2009'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sh17X5My8dI/AAAAAAAABC8/EsDZPBmK5fc/s72-c/DSC04686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-1540625833858140155</id><published>2009-05-24T15:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:08:40.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goverment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='races'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Useless Malay TNB technicains!!!</title><content type='html'>ALright this happened on the exact same day &lt;a href="http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/05/kzb-on-tucs-student-went-missing.html"&gt;Hannah went missing &lt;/a&gt;for 2 hours... But rewind 1 hour before.. It was a living, DAYLIGHT nightmare for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we were younger, when the electric supply was down due to some construction or what ever reason the MAlaysian government had gave? We enjoyed the No-Lights sessions and no-Air-cond sessions by having a cup mee and talk about all sorts of nonsense until the power supply is back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on that particular day, it wasn't as enjoyable as you think it is this time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dark, and it was hitting night already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine when you need to complete assignments, you have no lights to guide you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no PC access...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no coolent in you house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and worse of all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't even go to the toilet because it is soo dark!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. and we suffered for a few hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the freaking TNB technician cut down my house's power supply!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ShkAdtjAjTI/AAAAAAAABCk/QMWGb0HF4Ik/s1600-h/tnb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ShkAdtjAjTI/AAAAAAAABCk/QMWGb0HF4Ik/s320/tnb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339299343667072306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you  this guy is soooo going to get sued by my parents man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean how can you cut down the power supply of my house, when it states in the warrant or what ever hell paper that the house  is in SS13/3B!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my house is in SS12/3B!!????!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you blind or you are numerically illiterate???!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you this even put my perceptions on Malays on a even worse state..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense but this is a national fact that 99.9% of malays in the country is a real PIG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my own malay friend accepted and admitted the fact that this is SO TRUE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sense of resposibilities..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sense of respect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sense of numbers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how he became a technician man... that PIG!!!(Literally he is SOOO FAT!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the TNB headquarters and screamed at the customer service man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesian the fella.. Hazran TNB customer service department, if you see this im sooo sorry!!! You did a great job in the phone ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he came to revive the power supply, he was like smiling and giving the I-m-innocent look and shook hand with my dad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after he took off I told my dad to screw him upside down with the laywer letters man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? SS12/3b and SS13/3.. hello you work for subang Jaya branch you don't even know where is it meh???? Malays lar... maklum lar Melayu~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were thinking of compensations too!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean really, 7 solid hours without electrical supply in Subang Jaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say WHAT&gt;&gt;&gt;????!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have GOT to be KIDDING ME man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons for TNB to compensate:&lt;br /&gt;1) Discomfort&lt;br /&gt;2) Business documentations... my family runs business on fax ... i think...&lt;br /&gt;3)Public Humiliation... we were the only house got cut man... embarassment lar...&lt;br /&gt;4) Lack of security... people can just jump in without us noticed at night.. its DARK!!!&lt;br /&gt;5) Useless technicians who don't have theintergrity of the service sector...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh i can become a lawyer man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... It's a sad sad thing to see that these people who sit down comfortly enjoying their lives with the government covering there black asses while we have to work so hard and yet do not get the rightful recognition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia.... Boleh lar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I'm not critisizing the whole race owhkay... its just 99.9%... the 0.01 % left, they rock the whole world man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, my good friend &lt;a href="http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-on-big-time-loser.html"&gt; Iman&lt;/a&gt; rocked the whole race off man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-1540625833858140155?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/1540625833858140155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=1540625833858140155' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1540625833858140155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1540625833858140155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/05/kzb-on-useless-malay-tnb-technicains.html' title='KZB on: Useless Malay TNB technicains!!!'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ShkAdtjAjTI/AAAAAAAABCk/QMWGb0HF4Ik/s72-c/tnb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-8494886036992803131</id><published>2009-05-24T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T12:55:45.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing in action'/><title type='text'>KZB on: TUC's student went missing!!!</title><content type='html'>I called her number, and I found out that she left her phone at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the last person she was together with, and I couldn't get the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared, my course mates started to ring me up to confirm the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes passed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  see her screams in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she get kidnapped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she got raped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can happen to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She look strong most of the time but she IS vunerable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart beat increased by the second....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, what can happen to her???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I panicked, I called and called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I was about to start my engine, a call came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. This is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would my college life be without her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh... every seconds passed by was a shiver down to my spine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello? Bin are you there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY heart skipped a beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where the hell were you????!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she went missing for 3 hours for everyone who knew her well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhkay she was found at last around 8 something that night. Gosh it was a real hard night for us man. WE were like calling each other to make sure some one saw her and anyone who had seen her around....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was last seen at the web , and no one else saw her after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew she went for some Q&amp;amp;A session of the movie Sell Out because the crew and cast came to the campus but I didn't know it was going to be THAT long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't expect that too but she left the her phone at home... Come on, you can call using the library's phone right????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lucky for her and US, she went home around 8 plus and we managed to contact her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's stupid was, it was 8 at night and she WALKED home, ALONE!!!! OMFG!!!! Hello its 8 pm in the dark lar... anyhing can happen to you ok??!!! NExt time get a free call from the shops la!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total missing time: 2 hours and 17 minutes 49 seconds....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez... this girl so owe me a lunch man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know who she is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ShjSsFpBqGI/AAAAAAAABCc/SABwQ5LDkdE/s1600-h/438313237_0278b2794c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ShjSsFpBqGI/AAAAAAAABCc/SABwQ5LDkdE/s320/438313237_0278b2794c_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339249013118052450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All credits go to &lt;a href="http://acluelesshack.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah you owe me a HUGE WAFFLE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-8494886036992803131?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/8494886036992803131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=8494886036992803131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8494886036992803131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8494886036992803131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/05/kzb-on-tucs-student-went-missing.html' title='KZB on: TUC&apos;s student went missing!!!'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ShjSsFpBqGI/AAAAAAAABCc/SABwQ5LDkdE/s72-c/438313237_0278b2794c_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-6943022250080494531</id><published>2009-05-16T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:45:12.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Moving On</title><content type='html'>Finally, I don't feel THAT tired, once in 6 weeks' time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, who made up the myth concluding that college life is NOT tiring and FUN???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EEEEKKKKKKKK*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That bloody son of a goat is sooo dead when I find him or her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, glad that things are finally settling down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6x_Ej13tI/AAAAAAAABCM/H2fVq_3Roh8/s1600-h/15-05-09_1311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6x_Ej13tI/AAAAAAAABCM/H2fVq_3Roh8/s320/15-05-09_1311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336398305594564306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oops, college didn't stop me from cam-whoring... (&gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths work, COMPLETED, its just bck to form 5 again, its just that homework plays a major role now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6x_BNUUDI/AAAAAAAABCU/FITXuLe1LFY/s1600-h/13-05-09_1110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6x_BNUUDI/AAAAAAAABCU/FITXuLe1LFY/s320/13-05-09_1110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336398304694784050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gaah, forces in equilibria... feli at the back¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics, I never liked it, nor im liking it now... The subject supposed to be fun, but i just like the way stuffs goes which I can SEE, physics is so abstracts most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6wqEyn6oI/AAAAAAAABBk/0E5pQuIRCFc/s1600-h/08-05-09_1435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6wqEyn6oI/AAAAAAAABBk/0E5pQuIRCFc/s320/08-05-09_1435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336396845367683714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woohoo¬¬¬ Smart Shu Hui is in DA LAB¬¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry,liking a huge big chunk of it now.. I can only say my form 5 teacher suck big time, and my college lecturer rocks big time... Need more understanding, but I'm sure i will get the hang of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6wqQKCDnI/AAAAAAAABB0/CBKQYwlvFcQ/s1600-h/15-05-09_1306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6wqQKCDnI/AAAAAAAABB0/CBKQYwlvFcQ/s320/15-05-09_1306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336396848418655858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found time to mimic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cyclops¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology, well it is FUN but sometimes I just feel like its not the favourite subject like it was back in secondaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last and it is the least likable, Thinking Skills.. I'd rather have GEneral Paper than this piece of junk.. It just provides nothing but a massive HEADACHE in my life, especially when everyone's way of seeing things are different, and the answer is down to ONE only... Flunked assumptions, but i think i can still handle the others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6wqGHAJcI/AAAAAAAABBs/Vcw-nSSlme4/s1600-h/14-05-09_1309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6wqGHAJcI/AAAAAAAABBs/Vcw-nSSlme4/s320/14-05-09_1309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336396845721593282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We even had birthday parties in da class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subjects, done, now the teachers... Jee Can did a bang up job in stating each lecturer's traits and motto, and it was so funny to see him showing it, and how each of the college mates actually mimics the teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths, Miss Choong is okay, its just that when I'm really tired, her voice is very sleepifying... literally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics, Mr Vara is a very nice guy, and he made a clear cut in every aspect in the subject, I can only say I don't put enough effort in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6wp7KSNnI/AAAAAAAABBc/Gq9JshNOXwU/s1600-h/08-05-09_1428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6wp7KSNnI/AAAAAAAABBc/Gq9JshNOXwU/s320/08-05-09_1428.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336396842782570098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry, Mr Lucas is very proffesional, differentiating fun and work, but his lessons are cool, and our class just loves him, especially our treasurer... no names mentioned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology, Ms Durga is all about FUN, and biology lessons were never dull, due to the over-self-relinquishing of our classmates, but it is a good thing, it prevents the original bio lessons to be boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6wp4dkcHI/AAAAAAAABBU/V6K7OfcWiXg/s1600-h/08-05-09_1427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6wp4dkcHI/AAAAAAAABBU/V6K7OfcWiXg/s320/08-05-09_1427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336396842058150002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;woohoo¬¬¬ biochemicals in pure form! Cheok Tung at back¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking skills, Ms Ester is nice by nature... but she is too funny at times, in the sense that the cassmates really really pass out in the lessons... but it is the subject itself, or maybe she is just that bor*ing originally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, SNAPSHOTS!!!! Geez, I need to get a BETTER phone big time!!!!! I can't stand my useless phone's resolution man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6x-6MJFrI/AAAAAAAABB8/UAEZUoGDXaE/s1600-h/Image1101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6x-6MJFrI/AAAAAAAABB8/UAEZUoGDXaE/s320/Image1101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336398302810805938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My overly-awesome-posome-sexyly-deliberately-technically-amphoterically-genrally-practically-beautifully- classmates in action!!! WE had a blast in AC talking over... STUFFS¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6x--QeFNI/AAAAAAAABCE/cutUDib_vik/s1600-h/15-05-09_1502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6x--QeFNI/AAAAAAAABCE/cutUDib_vik/s320/15-05-09_1502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336398303902700754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our one and only Hannah!!!! Had to give her face lar.... why did you close down yer blog again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a blast this week... Finding out how each and every of ourselves searching for our soul in college.. Our class is real cool, and i bet, by next year's graduation ceremony, everyone will cry.. Because we we are too good for each of ourselves..(literally-academically-physically-emotionally-really- REALLY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I have to really get a grp and start liking college because i asked for it.. Form 6, may we meet next time¬ or rather... never gonna meet you again¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next target, completing A levels with a bomb!!! (A bomb okay... not bomb only...) shit being lame now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Funny, college have been so busy nowdays, X actually slips off my mind completely nowadays... guess my affection for X has finally diluted off through vigorous work load and squash trainings... Anyway, X is finally out of life, time to get on with the main priority.. No lovey dovey for me, at least not until I complete A levels¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-6943022250080494531?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/6943022250080494531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=6943022250080494531' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6943022250080494531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6943022250080494531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/05/kzb-on-moving-on.html' title='KZB on: Moving On'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sg6x_Ej13tI/AAAAAAAABCM/H2fVq_3Roh8/s72-c/15-05-09_1311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-2473554878707952785</id><published>2009-05-12T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:56:12.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>KZB on: I am still there</title><content type='html'>I can make it, I have to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to deal with it is to manage my time, my aims and my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As had been taught in today's Student Portfolio workshop, I must set goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgmZHnu4aVI/AAAAAAAABAk/4vTIq_VTVcU/s1600-h/portfolioCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgmZHnu4aVI/AAAAAAAABAk/4vTIq_VTVcU/s320/portfolioCover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334963589800814930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short term: Make TAF A blast along the pure-committee group members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgmZHv2dN2I/AAAAAAAABAs/L_RVM0et77U/s1600-h/taf-2008-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgmZHv2dN2I/AAAAAAAABAs/L_RVM0et77U/s320/taf-2008-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334963591980070754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short term 2: Improve my squashing skills by July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short term 3: Semester Exam, at least a band A for all subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sgma8MPoFfI/AAAAAAAABBE/ZHLLCdNhQjY/s1600-h/tmpphp4OAvUg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sgma8MPoFfI/AAAAAAAABBE/ZHLLCdNhQjY/s320/tmpphp4OAvUg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334965592466658802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short term 4: Get enough money for a DSLR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgmZHJw8cOI/AAAAAAAABAc/GhauDqvg5sI/s1600-h/nikond80_mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgmZHJw8cOI/AAAAAAAABAc/GhauDqvg5sI/s320/nikond80_mirror.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334963581756403938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short term 5: Lose TONNES of weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgmZHMx977I/AAAAAAAABAU/Hv4oQmPD9UI/s1600-h/how-to-lose-weight-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgmZHMx977I/AAAAAAAABAU/Hv4oQmPD9UI/s320/how-to-lose-weight-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334963582566002610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to succeed them, I really need to put if effort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh well, maybe i should stop bragging about MYSELF, and i think one of my classmate in college have had enough ramblings of mine and he/she/hshe made it so obvious that he/she/hshe hates it.. owh well one of the FLAWS that I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to full time squashing, hopefully I can keep up with Yaenne for the All Stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 2nd filling for Star Trek!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgmZG7uo17I/AAAAAAAABAM/XN-Yui2b6qY/s1600-h/95b2acc798857ebdc0cade3b6402b4ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgmZG7uo17I/AAAAAAAABAM/XN-Yui2b6qY/s320/95b2acc798857ebdc0cade3b6402b4ff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334963577988634546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little facts, it has got to be the best science-fiction movie I had till today,beating Star Wars because Star Wars is just plain lulaby~~~ to me that is, and offense to Star Wars fans out there~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sgma73K7V3I/AAAAAAAABA0/HnNO6c-mlUs/s1600-h/star_trek_mirror_images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sgma73K7V3I/AAAAAAAABA0/HnNO6c-mlUs/s320/star_trek_mirror_images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334965586809804658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music was great, effects were realistic, plot was splendid, elements were right-on-tracks, the only thing is sometimes it DRAGSSSSS, but it glued my butt on the seat for 2 hours, even for a 2nd time viewer I'd say its awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sgma8YDR_OI/AAAAAAAABBM/N8-e8uFAwUA/s1600-h/StarTrekWallpaper3800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sgma8YDR_OI/AAAAAAAABBM/N8-e8uFAwUA/s320/StarTrekWallpaper3800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334965595636104418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most of the peeps enjoyed it thoroughly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love the scene when Spock was about to be toasted by the missles from the Romulans, and USS Enterprise just warp out and send the missles back to dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like, WHOA!!! The teamwork and timing was perefect... And the warping from the ship, again nice timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really admire the engineers on the ship, their passion, specificity, brilliance and most importantly , TEAM WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sgma8Aka6CI/AAAAAAAABA8/676vfhDHGeQ/s1600-h/star-trek-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sgma8Aka6CI/AAAAAAAABA8/676vfhDHGeQ/s320/star-trek-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334965589332650018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is something which I can hardly find it now in my study environment due to lack of ECA activities.. Guess I need to get involve more to the OUTSIDE world huh? (Nuff Nang here I come~~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all, I rate it 9.5/10.0, 0.5 due to the dragging I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College ends at 5 again tomorrow, so I'm heading to bed right now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last, a good video on Blacks beat Whites, Whites beat Chineses, and Chineses beat Indian~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/63bWYFGBTuE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/63bWYFGBTuE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swtihering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-2473554878707952785?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/2473554878707952785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=2473554878707952785' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/2473554878707952785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/2473554878707952785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/05/kzb-on-i-am-still-there.html' title='KZB on: I am still there'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgmZHnu4aVI/AAAAAAAABAk/4vTIq_VTVcU/s72-c/portfolioCover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-4447707952526392684</id><published>2009-05-10T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:40:45.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KZB on: The next leap</title><content type='html'>Finally, the speculation/expectation/though-projection/stress-ejaculation is finally over. JPA results was a dud. No surprise there, as my BM was a downer, anyway, that wasn't the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, where to go now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the real tendency of not fullfilling what I have said, especially towards my own interests, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a lecture from my mum, telling me how much she had actually "paid" and sacrificed just to make me someone usefully, or rather so to speak, "professional".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the PROFESSIONAL term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defination: Source from Wikipedia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A 'true' professional must be proficient in all criteria for the field of work they are practising professionally in. Criteria include following:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Academic qualifications - a doctoral or law degree - i.e., university college/institute&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Expert and specialised knowledge in field which one is practising professionally&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Excellent manual/practical and literary skills in relation to profession&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;High quality work in (examples): creations, products, services, presentations, consultancy, primary/other research, administrative, marketing or other work endeavours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A high standard of professional ethics, behaviour and work activities while carrying out one's profession (as an employee, self-employed person, career, enterprise, business, company, or partnership/associate/colleague, etc.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes... i wonder how people actually put all these into categories, but it doesn't mater now does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum put doctors,lawyers,engineers,architect and even accountants as proffesionals, and the rests are out of the list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think im such an idiot, to actually tell her i had interests in IT and Computing, who knows maybe Mass Comm and Business today, when I should have expected that she will bang me with the "I had paid 30k for a science's Pre-U" philosophy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.. Its like what she wants instead of what I wants. Everything I do will be held into someone else's eyes, especially hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes me feel guilty, owh she is doing a bang up job there man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I had always realised when my mum asks what I wish to pursue is, mot of the time she will tell me that medicine is the best, it beats the rest and all you need to pass the test... But have she ever thought what i will always carrest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, she seldom does that. 1 out of 10 convo on my career only I had the chance to ay, "I may be interested in so and so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to pursue yet, and I kept my options wide by taking A levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little do I know, that A levels had became the very factor, that had limited my lifetime, in a way that I can never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to do A levels!!!" I bloody-darn said that. So its my turn to clean up the mess, my duty to deal with it. I will have no more choices other than purseing sciences, which I find, not going to be what I really want, at least not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dang it, I became my own limiting factor by "keeping my options opened"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more leaps fo me. I darn screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today, I will post only on ocassions. I do not have a life anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, can only say, my life beforethis is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time for me to live a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hell of a life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-4447707952526392684?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/4447707952526392684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=4447707952526392684' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4447707952526392684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4447707952526392684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/05/kzb-on-next-leap.html' title='KZB on: The next leap'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-3319544494679961108</id><published>2009-05-05T22:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:51:27.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuffnang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>KZB on:I Can Relate to Ghosts of Girlfriends Past</title><content type='html'>Alright.. talking about girl friends now are we? Well, I can only say, I always had girl friends, but never any of them had ever make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy-girl thing actually started when I was in the standard 5 days, when the puberty started kicking in and we all started to have little secret groups to discuss about who we like and what are the possibilities in the future had for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there has got to be a freakin little party pooper who goes to the whole class, announcing ever single secret shared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unfortunately, I was one of the "spotted" ones, as I was the most noticable in class;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall, Fat, HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had a crush with a girl, quite cute, tall and bgi also, but wasn't fat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I had ever liked about her because of how she had cared for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, she packed my bad.&lt;br /&gt;Gave me medicine when I had flu.&lt;br /&gt;Even make sure I don't get screamed by my teacher for not completing my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she ever lived with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*disk scratched*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once she knew that, she kept distance. When I mean distance, serious... in 10 feet you can't see us at the same place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is when I know, unless I became a better/fitter person, I have no chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes as puberty has completed most of its course, and it came to Form 2's Valentines,&lt;br /&gt;when most of my friends, boys of girls had their first date and mate (rhymes huh?) in their secondary lives, even admirers~ And I was still stuck with the ol' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to confess to another girl this time. She is the type which need protection and guidance~ but eventually she rejected also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main reason:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look like sheeeyyyyt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgBX4dd24mI/AAAAAAAAA_k/MXMv8ZkeHKk/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgBX4dd24mI/AAAAAAAAA_k/MXMv8ZkeHKk/s320/DSC00622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332358586300818018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When i was way in form 2, and she is my cousin lar okay~~~&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i know.. c'mon we know the facts right? No matter how you put it, the image of your partner must be GOOD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from then onwards, I was afraid, Intimidated to step intot he sea of "Love" or rather, affection anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I gained something else. the fine border I made with every girl I dealt with, which is not to fall in love in them, had enabled me to become great friends with almost EVERY, i mean almost every girl I met till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not the kind of bond which normal guy and girl can form, at least not before they become official "couples". And this is how I get into trouble real easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kind of guy who most girls will tend to pour all they feel to me, without have to worry me spilling the beans because of the trust I had gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gosh the amount of secrets I had till today, I can write an autobiography about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, still I appreciate and honour the bond I had formed, and I know the significant of being a girl's friend first, before telling her that, "owh hey, I think I fell in love with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the troubles, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys in my school really hates me, but they had to really be careful because one word, and the image of them by the girl they like is going*phhhheewwwwww~~~~* into the ocean~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was really true. There was this girl from tuition, I had only known her in form 5. And there was this friend who likes her since form 4, and they know each other since form 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One particular day, I sat beside her due to the insufficient seats in my tuition centre, and we started talking, REAL lot. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;It is really a high tendency for me to chat easily with girls especially, maybe because of my chatter box and "49% feminine" side.&lt;/span&gt; And that is when the guy stared really long at us, as I felt his "savaging-aura" piercing into my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the girl was real nice, and we continued our conversation, in chinese.(yes the guy is a banana... too bad huh? no eavesdropping~) Till the end of the year, the girl had also shared several secrets with me, which I had successfully kept until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And it was after SPM, and the girl asked me out for a movie. And shit, she didn't ask the guy. I didn't want to boast or say anything about it, because I know he was going to be upset, but he asked me instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to say yes and uh owh... his glare was like... 10000 watts on my face man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, most of the stuffs finally worked out and well, we are still good friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgBX44fTKXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/SAnvYnpWRpM/s1600-h/DSC03238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgBX44fTKXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/SAnvYnpWRpM/s320/DSC03238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332358593554622834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back to family, my mum has always been worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mum: eh bin, you are always surrounded with girls in you photos ar... Next time you girl friend jealous then how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgBX5T-zelI/AAAAAAAABAE/qWd-ZxZ8Xco/s1600-h/DSC03799_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgBX5T-zelI/AAAAAAAABAE/qWd-ZxZ8Xco/s320/DSC03799_resize.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332358600934521426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Bin: Eh... then i won't take her as my girl friend lor... because only those girls which send my heart beating like crazy only i will like one lor.. if not memang furthest is best friend lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgBX4jcqHwI/AAAAAAAAA_s/QvYTpIc6fYQ/s1600-h/DSC02674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgBX4jcqHwI/AAAAAAAAA_s/QvYTpIc6fYQ/s320/DSC02674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332358587906400002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mum: Aiyor.. you better becareful later you become sissy orh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sudden silent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Bin: so you are saying I should take more pictures with guys lar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mum: can also... but not too much ok?? later become gay then die lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sudden silent again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Bin: next time i will make sure there is guys and girls in all my pictures lar then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mum: good good... eh later become pondan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* smack head on wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, I don't have much experience with the girl friends and all, but all I can say is, I really respect girls as who they are , instead of most normal guys who will just say," the girl damn hot..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm 49 % feminine and 51% masculine, what you expect lar???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;NuffNang&lt;/span&gt; if you are reading... maybe I should watch this movie with a GIRL this time~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyak nyak~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/blog/2009/05/4/girlfriends-trouble/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/gop-poster_small.jpg" alt="gop-poster_small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-3319544494679961108?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/3319544494679961108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=3319544494679961108' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3319544494679961108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3319544494679961108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/05/kzb-oni-can-relate-to-ghosts-of.html' title='KZB on:I Can Relate to Ghosts of Girlfriends Past'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SgBX4dd24mI/AAAAAAAAA_k/MXMv8ZkeHKk/s72-c/DSC00622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-2329668216455497756</id><published>2009-05-04T23:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:51:41.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Decisions</title><content type='html'>Gosh, another month and I will be sitting for my semester exams... Time do NOT wait for men....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it a freakin(i got to stop using this word man...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8dCLLy1NI/AAAAAAAAA_c/JQAM_srw2Os/s1600-h/nus_logo_full_colour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8dCLLy1NI/AAAAAAAAA_c/JQAM_srw2Os/s320/nus_logo_full_colour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332012407029159122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, today when Miss Choong asked about what we wanna do in the future, I doubted my mind for a few seconds.... And i started bragging...  What are you gonna do in 5 years' time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, I would be probably completing my Pharmacy Degree in NUS, then working for companies in Singapore if I ever going to be enrolled into the university. Then, until my comrades who had fulfilled their degrees, we will once again congregate and build our own firm, with 2 consultant doctor, 1 accountant, 1 PR manager and me, as the pharmaceutical dispenser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this is going to work out, especially when I am the "come-one lets PARTAY" typo, instead of the "research and get the noble prize" typo. Seriously, my success in life is to let people know of my existence, not because of what I am, but who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8Yw0SaHWI/AAAAAAAAA-c/C-AkzuYaAZY/s1600-h/NoblePrize230x150.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8Yw0SaHWI/AAAAAAAAA-c/C-AkzuYaAZY/s320/NoblePrize230x150.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332007710778596706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akira's ambition was really enticing, which is standing on the stage of Noble Prize ceremony, which I have no doubt in him if he ever sets his mind on it. He have what it takes to put his hands on biotechnology, but I wonder if he needs social scientist? Just kidding lar akira don't kill me kay~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8YxjbLBzI/AAAAAAAAA-0/aMJe-mIFAr8/s1600-h/riviera_pharmacy_pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8YxjbLBzI/AAAAAAAAA-0/aMJe-mIFAr8/s320/riviera_pharmacy_pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332007723431823154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Medicine and Phamacy... Owh ya, which brings me back to, to take SAT or not.  It is indeed a prestigeous recognition, but doing SAT now, is as if A levels is futile and meaningless. YEs, I DO need to for various university applications, but I think my main priority now is to excel in A levels. About the application for NUS, I am still wondering shall I ponder for my As and A2 results, or to take SAT instead for the earlier application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8YxeeY93I/AAAAAAAAA-s/87iwa04M_NU/s1600-h/SAT-college-study-test-exam-vl-vertical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8YxeeY93I/AAAAAAAAA-s/87iwa04M_NU/s320/SAT-college-study-test-exam-vl-vertical.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332007722103142258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my cousin had said, she wants to rest for a while after A levels. I couldn't agree more, but does the application deadline waits for me? I realy need to check up on all these man.. SaT subjects, aint as cheap as they look they are. And the pressure and time consumed aint lesser than that which I need to cope with A levels.. Owh well, guess I need to stick to A levels first, SAT, well maybe after I complete my A2, then I scrounge arounf it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLUBS!!!! PRemed, I don't think it is that interesting, seeing how the board of directors manage it. Anime club sure is making progress, so I will make it my main priority... Circle K, its is quite meaningful but do I really have time? And now debate club comes it, and I wonder if my debating skills are good, or even worse, do they actually have the potential??   Decision, and I am all alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is better off I start working huh?   NO NO NO, i have been through the nightmare, though the experience was precious, but I think I need to focus now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8Ywx6wnzI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Y6tdvKBIbiI/s1600-h/milo_a57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8Ywx6wnzI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Y6tdvKBIbiI/s320/milo_a57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332007710142537522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milo All Stars is coming up on 29th May!!! And I still can't beat the squashers' (girls summore &gt;.&lt;!--!!!)  scores... Training!!!!!&lt;br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now its hardcore diet... No more late dinners for me~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruits as snack only... Gosh I really need to control myself man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to watching J-Drama again, people I present you Akai Ito and Mei Chan no Shitsuji~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8Z1tB4cAI/AAAAAAAAA_E/Vkf_U2VebBk/s1600-h/547px-akai-ito-banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8Z1tB4cAI/AAAAAAAAA_E/Vkf_U2VebBk/s320/547px-akai-ito-banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332008894241206274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried everytime I listen to the theme song... yeah the feminine side taps in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8asChLtiI/AAAAAAAAA_M/V-g0FkL4n5o/s1600-h/20090112_80e0163fb1eacb7df55cUnx1QRPc9TTS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8asChLtiI/AAAAAAAAA_M/V-g0FkL4n5o/s320/20090112_80e0163fb1eacb7df55cUnx1QRPc9TTS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332009827722573346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IF you wanna see hot chicks or hunks? try this series out... the hilarious scenes will make you laugh the whole day man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8a75G1MDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/ibOo7MPqGUY/s1600-h/090416_21_103005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8a75G1MDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/ibOo7MPqGUY/s320/090416_21_103005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332010100074033202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At last... Hot Guy ALERT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit man why are there sooo many hot guys around,while the girls most of the time have thick make ups and dyed multi-coloured hair???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is changing~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-2329668216455497756?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/2329668216455497756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=2329668216455497756' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/2329668216455497756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/2329668216455497756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/05/kzb-on-decisions.html' title='KZB on: Decisions'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sf8dCLLy1NI/AAAAAAAAA_c/JQAM_srw2Os/s72-c/nus_logo_full_colour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-53927366885299318</id><published>2009-05-01T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:51:56.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Star Trek Premiere by AMBP@ One-U</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsmpGF4QBI/AAAAAAAAA90/NjtgWO0e_70/s1600-h/DSC04557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsmpGF4QBI/AAAAAAAAA90/NjtgWO0e_70/s320/DSC04557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330897071374876690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I am a sucker driver man~~~~ I missed 2 freakin flyovers from One-U back to Subang... You guys are lucky enough to see me blogging on this post lar~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was the premiere screening of....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STAR TREK!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsoQPgO9eI/AAAAAAAAA-M/f4z0uJGy6Xc/s1600-h/Startrekposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsoQPgO9eI/AAAAAAAAA-M/f4z0uJGy6Xc/s320/Startrekposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330898843427861986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't as excited as I was after I watched the movie, but seriously, this movie was A BANG! Literally~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there after the TAC meeting, yadaa yadaa.... Drove to One-U, yadaa yadaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got lost,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtheck~~~~ &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Rain forest&lt;/span&gt; was like... right then left then right then left.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end I had to go back to my starting point again from the hong kong Kaw Loon shop to track the freakin&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Studio V&lt;/span&gt; down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I was able to reach there by 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsmoffGiJI/AAAAAAAAA9c/IZZ5-As2Sxg/s1600-h/DSC04541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsmoffGiJI/AAAAAAAAA9c/IZZ5-As2Sxg/s320/DSC04541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330897061011687570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wanna be the captain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;You want me to be the captain? Over your dead body!&lt;/span&gt;----James. T. Kirk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studio V is cool, especially the room for the docking or so called, Cockpit of the USS Enterprise, gosh you should have been there yourself!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sfsmowg4vII/AAAAAAAAA9s/XvM-AGdB9SY/s1600-h/DSC04534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sfsmowg4vII/AAAAAAAAA9s/XvM-AGdB9SY/s320/DSC04534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330897065582574722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks AMBP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was there, sitting alone and kept snapping pictures, because I was dimwitted enough to NOT bring a partner, when we were entitled to, freak ARSE!!! But nevermind that, all the more reason and space to expand my field for new FRIENDS~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sulking until the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Trek Hunt&lt;/span&gt; began. We were in 20 groups, and we were suppose to hunt down clues and answers, including deciphering amm(i forgotten the word, just check the dic~~) or codes to form the clues and answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this makes me one of the cheaters because teams weren't suppose to collaborate but hey, I was all alone okay~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a fellow competition was friendly enough to take me in into their team and beat this game together, so ~ Viola~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;KIASU&lt;/span&gt;~s!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I got stuck with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Mr Binn&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh well, anyways, the answers were quite ridiculous... Like these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1: If Abrams had ED and drops his AB, would he be confused with a lady who could read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;As: MS. READ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a said, Ridiculous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q2:IF ROMULAN dropped his MN, he would have changed his name into a French men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;As: RAOUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... wonder how they had actually did the permutations man~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we got most of the answers and guess what~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WON!!!! I freakin got the 4th place!!! It was soooo close!!! If i had written Studio V in my answer I would have really got 3rd or 2dn place, which they gave Ipod Shuffle man!! ERGH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before the prize give away, we went for a drink at CRAVINGS~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical "lepaking" of malaysian youngsters and for bloggers, what we do best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;CAMMING&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shots shot shots~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsmolLX_zI/AAAAAAAAA9k/EtI19FTyoNk/s1600-h/DSC04553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsmolLX_zI/AAAAAAAAA9k/EtI19FTyoNk/s320/DSC04553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330897062539558706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Khai Sinn,Kenny,ME standing,&lt;br /&gt;Michael, Louis, Zhao and Auric to the right~&lt;br /&gt;Snaps snap snaps~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went for the premiere~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will save the review for tomorrow, so look forward eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsmpeOKVfI/AAAAAAAAA98/mI3BhVwDqP8/s1600-h/DSC04565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsmpeOKVfI/AAAAAAAAA98/mI3BhVwDqP8/s320/DSC04565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330897077852067314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A picture before we depart~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little quotes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Live Long and Prosper&lt;/span&gt;---Spock~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsoPq9LgII/AAAAAAAAA-E/YEKlJ0r1LMs/s1600-h/Spock_vulcan-salute.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsoPq9LgII/AAAAAAAAA-E/YEKlJ0r1LMs/s320/Spock_vulcan-salute.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330898833617158274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Access Code Wictor~Wictor 9~&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;access denied...&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Access code Victor~Victor 9~&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ACCESS GRANTED!!&lt;/span&gt;!----&lt;b&gt;Pavel Andreievich Chekov&lt;/b&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh this movie is GREAT man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-53927366885299318?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/53927366885299318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=53927366885299318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/53927366885299318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/53927366885299318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/05/kzb-on-star-trek-premiere-by-ambp-one-u.html' title='KZB on: Star Trek Premiere by AMBP@ One-U'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfsmpGF4QBI/AAAAAAAAA90/NjtgWO0e_70/s72-c/DSC04557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-6402413659452333037</id><published>2009-04-28T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:58:38.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>KZB on: What have I been doing?</title><content type='html'>Its officially a month since I have been studying in Taylors, including the 1 week holidays of moral studies and also another week of holiday, rotting at home and enjoying the joys of an unemployed loser*roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its only just today that I found out on the first time of my life, I was FREAKIN' intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hall full of High SPM Achievers, Subang Jaya TUC is like the "geek-magnet" man. I don't mean the students are geeks, but honestly, they are all freakin' smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class alone dominated half of the March Intake 11A1s and 10A1s award, and I got stuck in the 7A1s to 10As category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfcXxHn5eMI/AAAAAAAAA88/mpbAsjKMASc/s1600-h/28-04-09_1133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfcXxHn5eMI/AAAAAAAAA88/mpbAsjKMASc/s320/28-04-09_1133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754816643692738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My class lar~&lt;br /&gt;I was like, *shit* this place suck man... Why are they all so smart??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the ceremony proceeded as these whirls in my tiny head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, it was freakin' boring inside the hall, as they just call up names RANDOMLY to go up the stage for the award... Gosh this is so stupid man... But they have to accomodate THAT many students, and well I can't help to admit the excellency of their strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right in the hall, it was like FEEDING time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed my eyes lar~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini skirts to Smart-suits, gosh this place is not only the geek-magnet, its also the stud-magnet.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad none of them caught my eyes, just a few who looked really familiar, and well, they don't seemed to recognize me because of my "&lt;a href="http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-on100th-on-my-transformation.html"&gt;transformation&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Hannah, its time to brag about Binn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfcXxBuqv7I/AAAAAAAAA9E/HEVwXC-UaUI/s1600-h/28-04-09_1136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfcXxBuqv7I/AAAAAAAAA9E/HEVwXC-UaUI/s320/28-04-09_1136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754815061475250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Yen Li and Hannah~+Xian jia at the back~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny though I didn't expect much claps when I walked down the red carpet(yeah they had one...) as my name was called. But the hall was like *CLAPSSSSS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freakin' turned towards the crowd and gave them a weird stare as I walked towards Dato Hassan for my cert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, guess my connection IS wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfcXxeOC7iI/AAAAAAAAA9M/6RpCDMc-3cI/s1600-h/28-04-09_1137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfcXxeOC7iI/AAAAAAAAA9M/6RpCDMc-3cI/s320/28-04-09_1137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754822709276194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carmen with a C, a.k.a Miss CHAN~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had friends from KL who attended the ceremony too, and boy it was great to meet them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the end of the ceremony, as PM10 who have their own blog, Xenon Flashes and Carl Zeiss lenses is a must. We made a snappy group picture(not that snappy when eng kee kept her camera...) while I asked a dude to help me to take the picture using my phone.. And I stress on, he is a leng chai~~nyak nyak~~ wonder he remembers me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After was cam-whoring all the way till we enter maths class for some briefing, and after was is left with history lar~~~~&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;NUS, should I just keep my ambitions low? I mean, I'm like the freakin' sloth from the north-east village and I don't really wanna study THAT hard to meet the criteria to enter NUS. From where&lt;a href="http://tales-of-inspirations.blogspot.com/"&gt; Felicity&lt;/a&gt; had sounded, it doesn't sound good... AT ALL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm freakin hoping for a scholarship, when I freakin can't even study for my MORAL now... What about the other core subjects???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A SLOTHH~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting the requirements is a pain, and now I'm hoping for a scholarship???? I think I'm going to stick to one club... which is ANIME CLUB!!!! Taylors Anime Fair is COMING SOON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I start a club? TBC sounds old school, but it just mean what it is suppose to, Taylors Blog-O Club... Nyak nyak... Soo ambitious~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we gonna do in the club anyway????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfcXxa58-8I/AAAAAAAAA9U/fSGZLBazeb8/s1600-h/28-04-09_1140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfcXxa58-8I/AAAAAAAAA9U/fSGZLBazeb8/s320/28-04-09_1140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754821819694018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Akira,Kok Hoong,Fan,Cheok Tun, Jee Can and MEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, I owe a deep apology for Akira by putting such harsh words about him on my *&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4124825883839254709" com="" 2009="" 04="" html=""&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;and yes, hannah is right on the power of words, and that particular post was just a target to cast my rage and stress on. But it still doesn't mean that I can get away with it, and also my thoughts of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know time is essence, because no one gets close in just 30 days, we have another 13 months to go, and I believe by the end of our course, everything would be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-6402413659452333037?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/6402413659452333037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=6402413659452333037' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6402413659452333037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6402413659452333037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-on-what-have-i-been-doing.html' title='KZB on: What have I been doing?'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfcXxHn5eMI/AAAAAAAAA88/mpbAsjKMASc/s72-c/28-04-09_1133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-6198022374781269612</id><published>2009-04-26T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:59:28.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secondary school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Flashbacks and NewFlashes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSCB_BVKyI/AAAAAAAAA8E/BBwj6ZGdF6w/s1600-h/DSC04459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSCB_BVKyI/AAAAAAAAA8E/BBwj6ZGdF6w/s320/DSC04459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329027229694634786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Told you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yong Bin&lt;/span&gt; knows best when and where to take a photo~ (camera man material whey~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was heck of a day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up old faces, and seeing how they have became, I'd say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE NEVER CHANGED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE still joke around like little kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE still love teasing our friends and their rumour-mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE still snap pictures when ever we had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is for sure, WE are still talking to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSCCvD6hqI/AAAAAAAAA8c/vp_TVHlbI-g/s1600-h/DSC04483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSCCvD6hqI/AAAAAAAAA8c/vp_TVHlbI-g/s320/DSC04483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329027242590373538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is when everyone wants to play with NOtes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, honestly most of the time, when time passes, everything will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one you talked to the most few months ago became the person you are treating the coldest.&lt;br /&gt;The one you had shared most of the thing no longer wants to share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is how time actually dilutes these bonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like chemistry, literally speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From strong hydrogen bonds, they broke up and formed into the temporary induced bonds.&lt;br /&gt;And these bonds, can be further broken up easily, with only a small flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm glad I had also few others to share my thoughts with. They may not be as patient or as understanding, but they sure are there for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to the main topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the Merit Awards Ceremony. It is held every year around this period, when the "brains" of the school will be presented with awards for their achievements and hardwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this year, 64 of us were invited for the SPM awards, and glad to say, my class took up more than half of the participants in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because of the streaming policy we had in our school since we end our PMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, picture speaks the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSCCIo07iI/AAAAAAAAA8M/4364s4yRrHo/s1600-h/DSC04478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSCCIo07iI/AAAAAAAAA8M/4364s4yRrHo/s320/DSC04478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329027232276213282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PS: My brother got 1st in his class, guess the male genes in our family is more studious huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSCCy8aHUI/AAAAAAAAA8k/gHRmJbAywqY/s1600-h/DSC04496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSCCy8aHUI/AAAAAAAAA8k/gHRmJbAywqY/s320/DSC04496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329027243632631106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IMAN!!!! Everybody loves Iman lar~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSCCd4wm3I/AAAAAAAAA8U/_UwiCR9Dvp0/s1600-h/DSC044852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSCCd4wm3I/AAAAAAAAA8U/_UwiCR9Dvp0/s320/DSC044852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329027237980183410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah I stress again, you ain't fat and you ARE PRETTY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSEOEN2_-I/AAAAAAAAA8s/AUeYp3mm6DQ/s1600-h/Clip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSEOEN2_-I/AAAAAAAAA8s/AUeYp3mm6DQ/s320/Clip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329029636271046626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;though a little out of topic, I'm quite shocked with how people track me down for my blog.....&lt;br /&gt;Guess my name for my blog and what I did is THAT different till the internet only recognizes one fella huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thats for today, New Flashes, my A-levels nightmare~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS2: I'm thinking of starting a B-log club in Taylors, wonder if it would work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-6198022374781269612?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/6198022374781269612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=6198022374781269612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6198022374781269612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6198022374781269612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-on-flashbacks-and-newflashes.html' title='KZB on: Flashbacks and NewFlashes'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SfSCB_BVKyI/AAAAAAAAA8E/BBwj6ZGdF6w/s72-c/DSC04459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-8287977616934554528</id><published>2009-04-23T00:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:28:59.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secondary school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Big Time LOSER~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9SqZmgSlI/AAAAAAAAA7k/EsocsN7f2zE/s1600-h/j0178940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9SqZmgSlI/AAAAAAAAA7k/EsocsN7f2zE/s320/j0178940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327567772582955602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeps, there is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Hari Kecemerlangan&lt;/span&gt; coming up this Saturday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really eager to participate this event~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until 5 minutes ago, when I discovered a devastating news from my friend, who coincidently is the Best All Rounder Student of the year, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was aiming for his position last year, that is why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think some how the God is really playing with my feelings and emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does HE have to be always taking away all my hopes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! It happened, COINCIDENTLY, last year , or rather in 2007 that he held my dream position as the Vice-Head Prefect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, he is holding my dream position as the Best All Rounder Student...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9SqHLtTbI/AAAAAAAAA7c/kCsWdE1akC4/s1600-h/RewardSticker_Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9SqHLtTbI/AAAAAAAAA7c/kCsWdE1akC4/s320/RewardSticker_Boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327567767638724018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I just hate to see this happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i get the part which,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Owh its you good friend who won you! So you get to be happy for him even you lost!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stated but I don't think i can stand the blow for TWICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is worse, THE SAME GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY life, is really going in circles....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I made the same mistake over and over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9TTjSuLSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Tpj25cjuVRg/s1600-h/DSC02322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9TTjSuLSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Tpj25cjuVRg/s320/DSC02322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327568479558970658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ignore the left one....&lt;br /&gt;OR God just having fun picking on my dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked soooo hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports, I got to States and Secretary.&lt;br /&gt;Society, I got a President.&lt;br /&gt;Uniform Body, I got Asst. Quartermaster.&lt;br /&gt;Special Body, I got Disciplinary Officer.&lt;br /&gt;PRS, I got a Exco Committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Freaking clubs to juggle, and I still freakin' stayed in the first class(which i have no idea why) to compete for top ten....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I get....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have no idea what I did to deserve this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do my work, I have worked so hard, just to see it flying right between my eyes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"Life is like that. You just have to accept how it is..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is not the case!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True he is smarter and all but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9TT2KF7EI/AAAAAAAAA70/r6TK1Gn0ha0/s1600-h/DSC02485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9TT2KF7EI/AAAAAAAAA70/r6TK1Gn0ha0/s320/DSC02485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327568484623051842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He even looks good from side view~&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked 5 times more than normal people do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to deal with my club.&lt;br /&gt;I had to deal with my sports.&lt;br /&gt;I had to deal with my prefect duties.&lt;br /&gt;I had to deal with my academics.&lt;br /&gt;I had to deal with my Japanese studies.&lt;br /&gt;Worse,&lt;br /&gt;I had to deal with my dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all these, POOOOF...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing gives back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, again i get the,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"You gain experience! The award means nothing! All you need is your heart!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, I think being materialistic is what made us human and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9SqNPBfQI/AAAAAAAAA7U/dy9hRri6i84/s1600-h/reward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9SqNPBfQI/AAAAAAAAA7U/dy9hRri6i84/s320/reward.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327567769263242498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too nice in the past to give everything away just like that. I want to be recognized. I want all my hard work to pay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still a loser in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9QMDalwcI/AAAAAAAAA7M/f7vuvzebu14/s1600-h/DSC03202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9QMDalwcI/AAAAAAAAA7M/f7vuvzebu14/s320/DSC03202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327565052208071106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't he the sweetest looking guy???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No i don't hate him. I just hate myself for being so not capable to compete with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that, sometimes the alter ego takes place and starting typing the crap like the above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is nice, sweet,smart, good-looking, HOT(with six-packs and all) and best of all, understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't he the perfect guy for women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha yes he is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is, maybe I was over confident with all my co-curiculum works. Maybe I don't deserve to have the award even from the beginning. It was meant for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;perfect candidate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but a piece small fry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9TUCvYEgI/AAAAAAAAA78/jrZi4Jp2t3U/s1600-h/DSC03147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9TUCvYEgI/AAAAAAAAA78/jrZi4Jp2t3U/s320/DSC03147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327568488000655874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Might as well stick to my Nanny duties... Long hours and no pay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-8287977616934554528?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/8287977616934554528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=8287977616934554528' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8287977616934554528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8287977616934554528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-on-big-time-loser.html' title='KZB on: Big Time LOSER~~~'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se9SqZmgSlI/AAAAAAAAA7k/EsocsN7f2zE/s72-c/j0178940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-5424873383855387661</id><published>2009-04-21T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:48:31.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitches'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Annoying bitches</title><content type='html'>I looked into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only word that can fit into the image is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You effin RETARD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh how can someone be this annoying!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sloth, I admit. But at least when I was selected to be someone, I try my best to do it, and at least play my role as the leader to complete the Freakin' assignment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I have no idea how an intelligent student, can be so stubborn and slothy to NOT complete 3 freakin pages worth of crap in 5 days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the smart asses aint that brilliant anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You care but I don't care; I don't care but you care" OmyFGourd How dare he say that?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That effin transgender!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!st he says im gay, now he is trying to be ignorant? What the hell is matter with him???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goh I had never HATED a guy this much!!! Bitches maybe but not guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGh nvm he is kinda the "bitch" category since he is a freaking SISSSY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are alright and if you are reading my blog, HAH this serves you right man! I mean half man half woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this shit man!!! 16A1s, my foot lar!!!! Ignorant i can say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna know how he looks like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se3NkTjlikI/AAAAAAAAA7E/y0hzHstO_g4/s1600-h/fucker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se3NkTjlikI/AAAAAAAAA7E/y0hzHstO_g4/s320/fucker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327139957857684034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this bitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am angry and fuming now, judgement clouded... so even if you don't like it, i can only say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU PISSES ME OFF BITCH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-5424873383855387661?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/5424873383855387661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=5424873383855387661' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/5424873383855387661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/5424873383855387661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-on-annoying-bitches.html' title='KZB on: Annoying bitches'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Se3NkTjlikI/AAAAAAAAA7E/y0hzHstO_g4/s72-c/fucker.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-4886629433613947256</id><published>2009-04-19T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T03:30:31.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='view'/><title type='text'>KZB on:Never judge a book by its cover</title><content type='html'>I wasn't one of the cynical audiences, definitely. I can't say I am never cynical, but I gave chance to the lady. She doesn't look silly, she was really cute! At least better looking than my class rep, I practically can't believe he can be a 16As scorer, seeing that how he looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is beside the point, this is what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeofhK4EAWI/AAAAAAAAA60/ZkPBZA-69U4/s1600-h/susan-boyle-pic-itv-image-1-368817678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeofhK4EAWI/AAAAAAAAA60/ZkPBZA-69U4/s320/susan-boyle-pic-itv-image-1-368817678.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326104164034675042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew something significant about this woman when I checked up on&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; youtube&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously, I didn't know anything about her but the first sight, she have this special spark in her eyes. No I'm not in love with her, but she seemed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;glow&lt;/span&gt; , A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeofhO77TWI/AAAAAAAAA6s/MXOZP9IKqsY/s1600-h/00ev1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeofhO77TWI/AAAAAAAAA6s/MXOZP9IKqsY/s320/00ev1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326104165124623714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"I dreamed a dream"&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les Miserables&lt;/span&gt;, Ms &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Susan Boyle&lt;/span&gt; made herself popular instantly when she sent her voice vibrating in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;British Got Talent&lt;/span&gt; recorded every moment of her singing and sent it on air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2,593,440 views on youtube through this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Il5TBgD9kHI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; and you will know exactly how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, this brings me back on how world is getting cynical nowadays. Not giving chances to anyone when they don't look as capable as they do. But sometimes, looks do portray someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeofhUg0uOI/AAAAAAAAA68/2cBB1iLzSyQ/s1600-h/BGT_380_782663a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeofhUg0uOI/AAAAAAAAA68/2cBB1iLzSyQ/s320/BGT_380_782663a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326104166621559010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For example, this girl in the crowd.  I bet she got thrown with rotten eggs and banana skins when she stepped into the streets. Bet she needed a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;plastic surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't think its fair to blame her because, most of us do have the reaction that she had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Case 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I rolled my eyes when I saw my class rep the first day but upon discovering his 16A1s, i think I need to roll back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Case 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I rolled my eyes when I saw an amateur squash player but upon discovering he is a pro table tennis player, I rolled back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Case 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My cousin rolled his eyes when he first saw my friend's laugh but upon discovering he is the best malaysian squash player under18, he choked in his shandy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynical, this is how world spins around today. People seldom present up to how they are capable of, yet, this is how we test and know someone else's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;sincerity&lt;/span&gt;. Like how restaurants have to serve every customer stepped into in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know its a lil slow of me but, just wanna blog on something we go through everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-4886629433613947256?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/4886629433613947256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=4886629433613947256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4886629433613947256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4886629433613947256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-onnever-judge-book-by-its-cover.html' title='KZB on:Never judge a book by its cover'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeofhK4EAWI/AAAAAAAAA60/ZkPBZA-69U4/s72-c/susan-boyle-pic-itv-image-1-368817678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-2921290757862719986</id><published>2009-04-15T13:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:39:10.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='operation'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Have you gotten lasered on your head?</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps, guess plenty didn't know but I went for a minor operation for my head this morning~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wondering... Can I really become a doctor when I am the regular guest for the doctors in clinics and hospitals?Owh well.... all the more reason to be one, to reduce my frequent visits to the white place, but be the host there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my operation... I can't say it was long, just a 45 minutes, and first off, he numbed my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to say, Dr Ranjit is really good with his stuffs, and when I see him its like, this doctor is sooo trustable....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the anesthating, he lasered off my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, lasered offf. Remember my post on &lt;a href="http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/kzb-on-operation-theatre-living.html"&gt;human barbeque&lt;/a&gt; when I went for the JPA attachment, seeing and smelling the smell from other's body and form you own body is totally different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can really feel the heat even my head was numb, and it was eating me up man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bzzzzt... and the smell and smoke comes puffing from your own head, literally, it was a living nightmare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustration magnified 100 times when you are, AWAKE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeVzaZRinPI/AAAAAAAAA58/3nQeuxUsZp8/s1600-h/051215_laser_100x90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeVzaZRinPI/AAAAAAAAA58/3nQeuxUsZp8/s320/051215_laser_100x90.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324789031733730546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was for 15 minutes, next was slicing and dicing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a cease which i mentioned &lt;a href="http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2008/12/of-clutches-breaks-and-accelerators.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;, and it is really bothering my life so I decided to get the doctor to remove it from my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank goodness the numbster worked properly this time, and the whole process was awared, but not felt.. You will get what i mean when u get numbed but conscious of your own operation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sliced, and plucked, and then stitched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the stitching part was quite painful, when he poked the stitch into my skin, i can really feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse, the other part of my skull's skin which by the way, not numbed got affected and was, hurting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it ended fast, with the doc's professional treatment, I feel great now, without having a bulge up on my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total cost= rm300 + rm40 of medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay for a clinic, better than SJMC which eats up my whole operation cost here only for consultation. And have you guys heard about SJMC's rape case in the operation theatre from CCTV? I think i saw the picture censored somewhere in the web... Just google it lar~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or go to this &lt;a href="http://www.gutteruncensored.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; at your own risk, because i say it is quite the 18Sx thingies, and since most of the readers are 19 by this year, doesn't harm to know them.. Just don't indulge la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are trying to know it, not enjoy it, just like me seeing all the vulgar pictures of the decieved in JPA attachment~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it, and so long~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-2921290757862719986?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/2921290757862719986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=2921290757862719986' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/2921290757862719986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/2921290757862719986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-on-have-you-gotten-lasered-on-your.html' title='KZB on: Have you gotten lasered on your head?'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeVzaZRinPI/AAAAAAAAA58/3nQeuxUsZp8/s72-c/051215_laser_100x90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-1574868065552008125</id><published>2009-04-14T15:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:36:27.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>KZB on:100th on My Transformation</title><content type='html'>Okay peeps, i know my losing weight progress is not as significant as &lt;a href="http://robbyaoi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robb's&lt;/a&gt;, but honestly, I didn't expect my change would be that much by only being consistent diet and exercising for 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, by the end of 2007, most of the people around me still knew that the me was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeQ_8aTOLkI/AAAAAAAAA48/uBGpwaUJZ5c/s1600-h/DSC01676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeQ_8aTOLkI/AAAAAAAAA48/uBGpwaUJZ5c/s320/DSC01676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324450966543412802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes believe it or not, I have been a this living nightmare since I stepped into my schooling life from primary to secondary live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was categorized as the "Fat", "Obese" and "Fugly(Freakin Ugly)" category automatically by plenty of parties, don't wanna mention any here. But this doesn't stop me from making friends because of my friendly and chatty nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I came to senses that I started to like someone, for this matter it would be a girl during standard 5. Yeah, I was still fat,obese and fulgy then, and the whole class knew about it thanks to some backstabber who "announced" it to the whole class after out little "gang secret confession".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the girl didn't budge, because she understood that our relationship were pure, naive friendship, and I really respected that because that is how a relationship suppose to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until a day when I accidentally heard a conversation between she and another friend of hers, (a girl also). It is a little vague by now, but i still remember the one thing one of them mentioned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He is so fat and ugly! I don't think anyone would want to be with him, even he is in secondary school!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that I when I gave up, Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I stepped into secondary school, I kinda got a crush into a few girls since form 1 or 2, but deep down inside, I knew a relationship will NEVER happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on, who would want a huge, giant jelly to stand beside her when she goes for shopping or what ever reasons when she need her boyfriend to be around??? Go figure~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know about the crappy "inner side" comes first, looks the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face the facts, this would never happen, because I dare say mysef, I am judging the same way as other humans would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I gave up in getting into a relationship, with a girl that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And time passes as my heart closes towards any relations, I never take my chances even there was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I respect the girl as a friend, I can share secrets and listen out, but honestly to have a really special bond with her, ie: her boyfriend, I don't think I can bare with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know even I asked, the answer would be :NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why bother asking, when you know you definitely be rejected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until it comes to the holidays in 2007, my form 4 year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeRDKO9-Q9I/AAAAAAAAA5E/YzftP8t1bIw/s1600-h/logo-herbalife.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeRDKO9-Q9I/AAAAAAAAA5E/YzftP8t1bIw/s320/logo-herbalife.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324454502554551250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Herbalife came into my life, it all had changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the diet programme and consistently went for exercise, and before I knew it, I became this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeRDhboLmQI/AAAAAAAAA5M/A5_GfjJZlns/s1600-h/DSC03890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeRDhboLmQI/AAAAAAAAA5M/A5_GfjJZlns/s320/DSC03890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324454901089802498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost freaking 25 KG in 3 month's time , thanks to this product my parents had introduced to me. They had tried plenty, from some soy thingy to London's diet, but this, Herbalife had made a great impact in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeREB6HL9dI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mUBw0xJ6ObQ/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeREB6HL9dI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mUBw0xJ6ObQ/s320/DSC00246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324455459028727250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the difference? Haha when I stepped into my school the first day, the replies I got was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Omg Bin!!! What did you do? Anaeroxia ar???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yong Bin!!!! You slim down a lot already!!! What happen to you??!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your parents starve you everyday or something is it???!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I answered was, i think I'm still fat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, I didn't realise the HUGE difference until my friends were like pointing out all the signs and sizes I had. From my prefect's blazer to my pants to my face and to my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this year, is when everyone started to ask the same question, almost everyone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh.. I bet you got girl friend now right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when can I meet your girl whey...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"arh... I know you and the "XXX" are togther ar...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I replied was NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeRECHrMK4I/AAAAAAAAA5c/JDn7K9xnqBg/s1600-h/DSC03904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeRECHrMK4I/AAAAAAAAA5c/JDn7K9xnqBg/s320/DSC03904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324455462669396866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not and not going to have any , not until I'm really ready or so to speak, be sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The normal girls which are normally seen walking with me would be Jessica Tee, Yuet Yin, Yuee Jhian and some other girls but honestly, they are really good friends that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freankly speaking, I have no idea how easily I can get close to girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm not being over-confident or boasting(yes hannah, I'm trying to counter your statement) but I tends to , I don't know, know a girl so quickly that they were willing to spill their secrets. And I kept them, at least all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the guys around me hate me so much, yet they love, because I am so close with the girls they like. And here I'm still single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the girls sometimes ask me:"Eh, have you been into a relationship before?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. The same answer repeats. I know I would be rejected, so why bother asking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLSE(Super Low Self Esteem), yes I am having this syndrome, especially when I am dealing with relationships. Even after I had changed from ugly pig to at least close to a mighty stag,(metaphorically), I didn't get into a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, that after all the years of confining myself, I could never, (maybe not never), HARDLY, be together with a girl. And this really gives me a migrane on my sexual orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had crush on a girl, few years back. But now, I don't dare to. In fact, I think I had a crush on a guy!(Omgosh... Ya I know what you are thinking...) I might be a gay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not betting on it, at least not yet because I'm still having a hard time differentiating the term "like" and "admiration" , so I wouldn't make any conclusions yet, as I can be swayed , either way, depends on my status...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe until I find a girl that can make me go breatheless, I should just lay low and study... or check out something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeRKTfy1MwI/AAAAAAAAA50/9x0IVvRHD0w/s1600-h/DSC04009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeRKTfy1MwI/AAAAAAAAA50/9x0IVvRHD0w/s320/DSC04009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324462358271439618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boyfriend!!!! Haha my brother la.... We don't look alike, do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing my weight down to 80kg!!!! (im still 90 now~~~~T-T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-1574868065552008125?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/1574868065552008125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=1574868065552008125' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1574868065552008125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1574868065552008125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-on100th-on-my-transformation.html' title='KZB on:100th on My Transformation'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeQ_8aTOLkI/AAAAAAAAA48/uBGpwaUJZ5c/s72-c/DSC01676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-6122649833517460991</id><published>2009-04-12T12:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:05:25.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ryanhiga'/><title type='text'>KZB on:Why Asians rocked Europians</title><content type='html'>Peeps, this is after watching several movies the Westerners dubbed the Asian's version of animations and creations....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The easiest comparison will be the conversion of Japanese Super Sentai to Power Rangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt those who were born in the 20th century has been living their childhood with Power Rangers, and not to forget the super cool &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Power Rangers : The Movie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeGC1eVbT4I/AAAAAAAAA4c/ZXQbgaFZg70/s1600-h/mighty_morphin_power_rangers_the_movie_ver1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeGC1eVbT4I/AAAAAAAAA4c/ZXQbgaFZg70/s320/mighty_morphin_power_rangers_the_movie_ver1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323680089716248450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best series ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Saban&lt;/span&gt; did a great job up till year 2000. But when we stepped into the new millineum, Ho hou... That is when the Asian revelation rocks the earth man~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, the 2008 &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Power Rangers :JungleFury&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt;, they are nothing but a piece of cheesy child's play.. There is no originality, nor any creativity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeGC02q8JQI/AAAAAAAAA4E/FZa4dYu7TRo/s1600-h/spd_2007090700546_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeGC02q8JQI/AAAAAAAAA4E/FZa4dYu7TRo/s320/spd_2007090700546_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323680079069062402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From a cool show of Japanese sentai,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeGDya-VvpI/AAAAAAAAA40/yHxDvSGwdTI/s1600-h/jfsolarmorphing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeGDya-VvpI/AAAAAAAAA40/yHxDvSGwdTI/s320/jfsolarmorphing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323681136786128530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a no sense of fashion's screen play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shade morphers???? Wthe hell???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,we have the Dragon Ball Evolution,which I don't think I need any further explanations, as I had already &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" href="http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-dirty-little-dragonball-evolution.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;ed about it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeGC1UyZDFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ze0prrZdmjQ/s1600-h/saiyaman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeGC1UyZDFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ze0prrZdmjQ/s320/saiyaman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323680087153380434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From a super cool show~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeGC1N3YZPI/AAAAAAAAA4M/HHWPUVu4_MQ/s1600-h/dball-still2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeGC1N3YZPI/AAAAAAAAA4M/HHWPUVu4_MQ/s320/dball-still2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323680085295260914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to a sucking piece of crap like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its so clear that us asian rock more than westerners right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAbJgXUM4o4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAbJgXUM4o4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy speaks my point man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, I present to you some Asian made videos, which proves my point, that Asian Dubbing rocks over Westerners dubbing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MIhshI34RSc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MIhshI34RSc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/goix7jFXD9Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/goix7jFXD9Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6JLcJ5Mez1c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6JLcJ5Mez1c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan higa rocks over westerners lar~~~ Asians Forever!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All credits go to ryan higa, you can go to his link through&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/nigahiga"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; , their videos rock big time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-6122649833517460991?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/6122649833517460991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=6122649833517460991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6122649833517460991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6122649833517460991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-onwhy-asians-rocked-europians.html' title='KZB on:Why Asians rocked Europians'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeGC1eVbT4I/AAAAAAAAA4c/ZXQbgaFZg70/s72-c/mighty_morphin_power_rangers_the_movie_ver1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-6238776731265702892</id><published>2009-04-11T15:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:56:39.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Forever Core</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeCoyKZ2oPI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Ty97FY9Heps/s1600-h/49518919.JP7_8614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeCoyKZ2oPI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Ty97FY9Heps/s320/49518919.JP7_8614.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323440339291644146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I had tasted loneliness since ever, I thoroughly felt my 5 years of bitterness in my secondary school, when I stepped into the school grounds today to pickup my invitation slip for my Hari Kecemerlangan.(will continue about that later,let me finish my point 1st~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember whenever you missed a lesson or class, you will automatically go to the person who is sitting right next to you for the homework or or sorts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeCvhZzjapI/AAAAAAAAA38/125fqBhT-1U/s1600-h/lone-worker-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeCvhZzjapI/AAAAAAAAA38/125fqBhT-1U/s320/lone-worker-sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323447747949587090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or when you have any functions or activities at all, that you can rely on the person who is sitting next to you in class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, most of you had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly speaking,for the whole 5 years in my secondary school, I never failed to leave my seat beside me empty. Even till today,in my college,  I'm still sitting alone, in the corner of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic isn't it? Funny that I had only realised today, when I see myself driving alone down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say, I never had a best friend. I have a bunch of great, good friends, but I never had a best one. Where I really had shared all my secrets, all my memories,all my devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I devotes my life to my friends, but the ones which I will do at all cost, I truly had none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeCvhObGEqI/AAAAAAAAA30/oDpccUyxfBg/s1600-h/alone460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeCvhObGEqI/AAAAAAAAA30/oDpccUyxfBg/s320/alone460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323447744894210722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I cried in the lonely nights, I had no one to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;When I was down and sad, I had no one to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;When I was confused and stressed up, I had no on to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;When I was in the greatest turning point in my life, I had no one to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy those who had a mate, for everything they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From studies to sports,&lt;br /&gt;From shopping to hobbies,&lt;br /&gt;From camps to travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking,I'm really tired of my own life, and I hate it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I had done was never right, or up to expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why,my life is really screwed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeCoFMRPYAI/AAAAAAAAA3k/NGHoIsFcu18/s1600-h/sitting-alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeCoFMRPYAI/AAAAAAAAA3k/NGHoIsFcu18/s320/sitting-alone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323439566698274818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friend, when are you going to show yourself before me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-6238776731265702892?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/6238776731265702892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=6238776731265702892' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6238776731265702892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6238776731265702892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-on-forever-core.html' title='KZB on: Forever Core'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SeCoyKZ2oPI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Ty97FY9Heps/s72-c/49518919.JP7_8614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-1395371944850344298</id><published>2009-04-09T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:22:35.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignments'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Killer Assignments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sd3LOzBTFKI/AAAAAAAAA28/crzpFSmuq1A/s1600-h/1397458650_b1fda7e7da_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sd3LOzBTFKI/AAAAAAAAA28/crzpFSmuq1A/s320/1397458650_b1fda7e7da_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322633789696054434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I got to an end with my freaking LAN assignment on&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Taoism&lt;/span&gt;... Sadly I was the leader and since I was, I had to settle most of the stuffs submitted by the group including animating the slides and getting the whole power point interesting... And I slept at 2 for 2 days.... Goodness and that contributes heck lot to my lipid count and stress count...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's discussion in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Lecture Theatre&lt;/span&gt; 2 was fine, everyone did a great job, especially Akira!!! I can tell that he was literally enjoying himself up at the stage doing "his" stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people recorded his whole performances and it was a huge shot because of his, i'd rather put the word "originality" of performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, every have their style and even though I had a great laugh back then, I have to admit Akira have his style, same goes to the whole group of Power Rangers!!!(my team's name, don't bother asking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sd3LO9umB8I/AAAAAAAAA20/DMVUacZgFkc/s1600-h/DSC04442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sd3LO9umB8I/AAAAAAAAA20/DMVUacZgFkc/s320/DSC04442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322633792570394562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From left: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Shui Hui&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Joyce&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hannah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Linthini&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Chia Jing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Rebekah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Akira&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Jee Can&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yong Teng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the colour and our shirts' colour? It is suppose to be our colour coding for out Ranger's colours HAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby thank my team mates, Joyce, Linthini, Shu Hui, Chia Jing, Rebekah, Hannah, Jee Can, Yong Teng and Akira(really made the whole hall laughed) for doing a great job in preparing the slides and showing a good presentation as a team. You guys were great and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Go Go  Power RANGERS!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I was a terrible team leader for this assignment due to the lack of morality I had shown for my group, and my incompetence in preparing the slide, and also the most important video. Everyone was expecting for the great video(though they haven't seen it but they were expecting...) but the hall's PC is just as screwed up as mine at home so... too bad eh? Guess my luck ain't going well since I set foot in Taylors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sd3LPelFLrI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Y0bi8JT3Rbk/s1600-h/hopping_vampire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sd3LPelFLrI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Y0bi8JT3Rbk/s320/hopping_vampire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322633801388863154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings back to the series of misfortune had landed on me since I joined Taylors. I got hurt, my car got scratched, the sickness never stopped, the lost of my penn drive and yes, the claims that i'm a gay...(well not a misfortune but wth~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my confidence in pursueing my college now... If I ever survived 2009, its really sadhu sadhu sadhu to Buddha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-1395371944850344298?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/1395371944850344298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=1395371944850344298' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1395371944850344298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1395371944850344298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-on-killer-assignments.html' title='KZB on: Killer Assignments'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sd3LOzBTFKI/AAAAAAAAA28/crzpFSmuq1A/s72-c/1397458650_b1fda7e7da_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-1481258740467884163</id><published>2009-04-07T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:24:10.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>KZB on:Characteristics of Gay</title><content type='html'>Peeps, I'm not exactly pissed off, just quite shock of the statements of my classmates today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they asked whether if im a gay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;SAY WHAT????!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's right... due to several coincidences and happenings lately, I'm considered as&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; GAY &lt;/span&gt;in my class.... WTH~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but but... there are reasons for them! I can't blame them, maybe they had a life time of cultural shock due to their "unfamiliar" culture in&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; Subang Jaya&lt;/span&gt;, so I've gotta give them chance right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, so they asked if I were a gay, but I insisted on the reasons of them saying that I'm one, because so far  I have not done anything,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; so-to-speak&lt;/span&gt; Gayish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they claimed, more likely, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Jee Can&lt;/span&gt; claimed that the few actions i did in the hall this two days made him terrified of me... same goes to Akira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;1) I talk like a gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;2) My actions made me gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;3) I have seductive gay stares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;4) I have been getting hugs from boys,real hardcore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;5) I have a gay facial expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I didn't know I have all the traits above in me... Seriously!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, maybe when I talk I chat like a girl lar... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;49% feminine 51% masculine&lt;/span&gt; what you expect???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my actions like a gay? Hello!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akira look into the mirror man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I think you suits into the Gay category more !!!! But never mind i shall keep my cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, seductive gay stares?? That is something really new~ &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;If i have that strong of stares don't you think I would be walking around wrapped up in a guy's arm now&lt;/span&gt;? Ding Dong~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facial expression of a gay.... Whoa I was really lost when Jee Can told me.. I mean, I can barely know how my facial expressions were like without a mirror, and my friends survived mine for 5 years??? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How am I suppose to change my facial expressions man???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the guys hugging me thing, well we ARE close alright? I mean we do all kinds of stuffs together , but not what you think they are lar~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I think this would be the severe case of cultural shock, as i think it is more "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;conservative&lt;/span&gt;" in the other states? Worse in Perak but this is very subjective though so no harm done to anyone here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my point is, i don't think the points above concludes that I'm a gay, cause its too&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; vague, &lt;/span&gt;overly vague and I respect you guys and I never laid my hands on you before, I'm not going to even if I'm a gay, alright so just chill out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this leads to a real dilema in me, because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;if I becomes a Gay if I get too close with guys, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;And I becomes a Sissy if I get too close with girls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where am I suppose to stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine if that is the way it have to be, I think I will stand by it alright? If you guys like it that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I'm still confused with my sexual orientation, but I will not tolerate any parties who tries to decide for me, but myself. This is my story, my chapter, and I will write it with my own hands. I can't say that I'm gay now, but I don't deny the fact that I maybe one, because the moon never stays round forever does it? Its ok, next post will be related to it anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-1481258740467884163?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/1481258740467884163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=1481258740467884163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1481258740467884163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1481258740467884163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-oncharacteristics-of-gay.html' title='KZB on:Characteristics of Gay'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-5266686395129789221</id><published>2009-04-04T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:22:18.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Consequence of Golden Silence</title><content type='html'>Okay peeps this is for my one and only friend... You know who you are and this post is completely dedicated for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we were in primary schools and the teachers had always complained we were a nuisance in causing Chaos Region in the class? And the English teachers, most of the time will go," Don't you know that silence is gold?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were like, we are smart enough to know that there ain't any gold popping outta our body by keeping ourselves okay? And we continued the havoc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was when i found out that the pronoun, was the exact translation from a chinese idiom, namely "chen mo shi jin" or Silence is Gold. It is the best when we keep silent when stuffs getting over-drived and let the whole situation calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what I precisely did today, when I headed for a movie in Sunway Pyramid. Honestly, I never felt this BORED in watching a movie before... even with the real boring scenes during my normal screening, I would at least complain, or whine about the nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was totally uninterested. Even with all the banging and honking(we watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The Fast and Furious 4&lt;/span&gt;) , I slept... I FREAKIN' SLEPT!!!!! Wth~~~~ But that wasn't the point... something else was bothering me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our eyes crossed more like a dozen of times today, yet I was doing best in avoiding the direct contact. I wanted to keep quiet, and it seems as if you were okay with it. So, I kept quiet and stroded off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I avoiding you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not mad or upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most, or actually, All may see it as if I was jealous or envy because he finally got himself another soul.&lt;br /&gt;It is as if I was mad at him.&lt;br /&gt;It is as if I was upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;IF a person wanted to tell me something, he or she would have done it, without me needing to nudge them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;IF a person really need that amount of space, I will not intrude him or her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;IF a person wants to have life, apart from the original, I will support him or her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;IF a person is happy, I will be the first to be happy for him or her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how this works. I never ever question your judgement. You have your reasons for your ways and I am no one, NOBODY to stop you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But know this, I'm a human too. I have my limits, and I need my time-outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my fault that I never gave chance for you to tell;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is also my fault that we end up like how it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoiding a conversation in a group will not be a bright idea for now, as I'm really dealing with a huge lump of everthing lately.. My dog, my education, my family,my career and my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just such a crucial time for me to adjust right now and I can't take any more impacts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse, I'm all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to talk, but you seemed so quiet, not willing to spill anything. Guess you didn't want to talk anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but you can always have it your way, your call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm borned to walk the long and lone path anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break... I'm really tired now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for keeping a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;golden silence&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-5266686395129789221?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/5266686395129789221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=5266686395129789221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/5266686395129789221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/5266686395129789221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-on-consequence-of-golden-silence.html' title='KZB on: Consequence of Golden Silence'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-4555922072358454346</id><published>2009-04-01T16:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:15:59.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Laughing My Arse off in JPA Panel 5~</title><content type='html'>Thanks for tuning in peeps~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of April, namely April's Fool though I can't say I got fooled by anyone yet today but wth~~ they should have a holiday for it seeing people enjoys them soooo much around~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to main title... JPA interview... I can only say it was a BLAST in the Panel 14. I mean, the interviewers were great, my 5-team- girls were great and boy, I was doing great on my chair!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People had always told us that JPA is this, JPA is that and all the yacky yadaa~~But honestly, compared to interviews I had in the past, this was more like a conversation with adults with their respective fields... They were relaxed, friendly and most importantly, they know us. It is so hideaous that job interviews are ran by people who doesn't want to take us into their companies but that would be the next chapter of my life~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, the chapter of tertieary study is being written now, and the interviewers, surprisingly NONE of them were anyone from JPA, instead they were Doctors and Engineer talking to us in the Panel Room!And this is the first year they put the proffesionals in the rooms!!! And they were sooo nice, Hallelujah~~~ oops sorry to the Christians~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdOC9BwBnEI/AAAAAAAAA2E/3_FUieKJJUM/s1600-h/01-04-09_0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdOC9BwBnEI/AAAAAAAAA2E/3_FUieKJJUM/s320/01-04-09_0907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319739569808186434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My group of beauties~~~ Lucky Lelaki Jati~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Session, explain on you, your family and why the profession and why overseas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was a little jumpy in the intro, bad but when I stepped into why doctor, that is when the fun starts!!! I mean I totally rocked the whole room! My answer was somehow out of the blues and what was good, my answer was unique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others, (all girls) were saying that doctor is noble, is challenging, is interesting, they can handle it but not telling the panels how and why they can handle it... But my answer was perculiar~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Binn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Honestly, I'm not the super genius type like the ones who came for this interview. But for me, being a doctor, it is not only about memorizing and knowing all the knowledge in the medical world, but it is the empathy that I have which will form the very bridge between me and the patients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Empathy is something that I know I had in me ever since I had started to get proactive in human relations and I can literally feel what the patients feel when I was in the hospital! And I know the patients are depending on us, to pull them back to their original state and start living normal again!And it is sad to know that there are doctors who don't care about what their patients because their patients are the one suffering !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panel Dr. Shah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That is what young doctors nowadays think on their jobs. And this is the mind set we would love to have from our candidates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;****Bing Bong~****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Hospital did you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Binn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Owh its somewhere near, Hospital Putrajaya... And it is like paradise in the Operation Theatre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panel Dr Ooi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Owh you know that HPTJ is not the best place to know about a doc's job right? Did anyone discourage you in the process of the attachment? Did they tell you that if you are finding your money you do not step in to a doctor's field?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Binn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;To me, it is very common to be in every field to have a very little gold in their first bucket so I don't see the point of chasing after that huge lump of gold now. We accepted the goverment's money, the people's taxes to further our studies and the least we could do is to serve them! The next buckets of gold will come later on in the later stages of our lives and that is after we deserve our money, not after 7 years of studies only, the experiences will enrich our pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Panel Dr Ooi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the mind set that we are searching exactly in young people today. If you keep up the mindset in your way, you will soar as an excellent doctor in our society and obtain you rightful recognition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;****Bing Bong 2****~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy, that was SATISFYING~~~ I couldn't believe what adrenaline had did to my speech~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we continued with Organ Donation which all of us had really unique ideas and views towards the issue~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT is only till today that I know that Muslims cant donate their organs after they passed away but one thing is quite contradicting is , you can't donate your organs when you are dead so practically you are donating when you are "alive" so its not exactly against your religion now does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we concluded that we will need to respect the ideology of others and well technically, they can donate if the Muslims realised they are donating it but it is forbidden to take something out of your body when you don;t know it... So... see what i mean yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we did a bang up job in supporting each other's idea and we were more like a team, instead of competitors, so its like we are trying to get everyone into the scholarship list hahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was another session, in BM... And shit I screwed up due to the 3 months non-BM period and hail all rusting~ I wanted to use some &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;peribahasa&lt;/span&gt; , TAPI, I was panicking to think of the word "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;concentration&lt;/span&gt;" in BM which is (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;tumpuan&lt;/span&gt;) here,  so i don't bother already then~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we were done and WALAH!!!!! Nice, Sweet , Simple and Damn I love my interviewers!!!! What is the best thing about having Binn around?? We get to snap pictures!!!! And took 2 pictures, and the kakak who issued us into the Panels requested for us to take picture of her too!!! And blue toothed her summore~ Hahahahah~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdOC9NIGC7I/AAAAAAAAA2M/q1WujW2D12Q/s1600-h/01-04-09_0912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdOC9NIGC7I/AAAAAAAAA2M/q1WujW2D12Q/s320/01-04-09_0912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319739572861930418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kak Niza~~ Hope to see her again when i got my scholarship~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is a JPA Scholar~~Fail him only lar~~~ And the funy thing is, they asked us to stress on our "LAHs" when we were overseas as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ambassadors &lt;/span&gt;coz that is a Malaysian culture~ Take that man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats the end of it~ But I went to Hannah but she wasn't done yet~ So i talked to her about it~ And I was like greeting , literally everyone in every corners!!! Haha Coz I knew lotsa friends from the JPA attachment plus some of my face recognition skills, my friend-making fiesta is like Rock-On-Fiesto~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdOC9FOxmhI/AAAAAAAAA2c/3kbUrFPGidQ/s1600-h/01-04-09_1022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdOC9FOxmhI/AAAAAAAAA2c/3kbUrFPGidQ/s320/01-04-09_1022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319739570742467090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OOooh~~~ Restaurant View~~~ But not the food lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im surprised by my ability to cope with people too, and that concludes my JPA interview today~ Lazy wanna add in all the extras lar look at the pictures for share~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdOC9MdafzI/AAAAAAAAA2U/tGZJS0NTc2w/s1600-h/01-04-09_1021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdOC9MdafzI/AAAAAAAAA2U/tGZJS0NTc2w/s320/01-04-09_1021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319739572682915634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Picture for youuuu~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I get to know more of my class mates in PM10 again~ New friends in the list~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew~ Kinda cute guy&lt;br /&gt;Joyce~ The cute guy's girl&lt;br /&gt;Darren~ Funny Indian guy&lt;br /&gt;Chia rong~ Smart ass Cina&lt;br /&gt;Ji Can~ Super good drawer&lt;br /&gt;Akira~Funkay Class Rep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, more of their names will appear soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,  go crashing into sea of Mathematics HW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdOEHzzFbyI/AAAAAAAAA2s/MDDtwtbZ1o4/s1600-h/01-04-09_1023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdOEHzzFbyI/AAAAAAAAA2s/MDDtwtbZ1o4/s320/01-04-09_1023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319740854553112354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Laugh: RM 3.00 for this in Putrajaya International Convention Centre's Restaurant~ Talk about Subsidizing man~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-4555922072358454346?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/4555922072358454346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=4555922072358454346' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4555922072358454346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4555922072358454346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/04/kzb-on-laughing-my-arse-off-in-jpa.html' title='KZB on: Laughing My Arse off in JPA Panel 5~'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdOC9BwBnEI/AAAAAAAAA2E/3_FUieKJJUM/s72-c/01-04-09_0907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-1584636827796209296</id><published>2009-03-30T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:30:57.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>KZB on:Go Crashing into bed of STRESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdDyPsK-VEI/AAAAAAAAA1M/zJKdLjUKU-E/s1600-h/18a_high.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdDyPsK-VEI/AAAAAAAAA1M/zJKdLjUKU-E/s320/18a_high.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319017511293703234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does an 18 years old boy will have stress???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he is living a life of a man with Gazillions of business on his hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought yesterday was the happiest day of my month because I managed to finish and cramp on whole week's worth of College Work in 5 hours' time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, before i knew it another storm strikes right into my face:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog was banged / knocked down by a car!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFGoodness.... I have tried everything to protect her she just seemed to lonely to stay put inside our house's compartment!!!! And every freakin' time I see it chained, I would be so hurt!I wouldn't want myself or my daughter to be chained like that in the future either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she got banged, literally by a car so i had to fetch it to the vet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another stress, it was 4 o clock, peak hour for the effin' Sri KL bastards and bitches to go back to their rich men houses to lick dung( a bit vulgar, but i was in the "hit-and-kaboom" mode so Don't bother~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had to use the LOOOOOONG way out to reach the VET in SS14, which sadly, wasn't opened... OMFG!!!! Then I thought of SS15 instead. Until I reached there, I only realised that ss15 is a Petting Central!!! Not a Vetting Central!!!! P and V's different just kills me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I resolved to ace for the SS18 Vet... Thank goodness it was still operating and I was literally crying because I could her my dog's cry in the car... Oh my goodness... Going to cry again!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And reached there, she was really scared... I mean, literally her body was shaking and her pulses were raging like a whirlpool. The doctor was there but it wasn't really putting its guard down, even when I was there to comfort it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giltch: A dog, accurately a bitch will be provoked when she looks into a mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what happenned inside the vet. But luckily I was able to calm her down by blowing air to her nose constantly,(don't ask, that is how my dog likes our way of approach) and  the injection was successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the creaming and iodining was a headached because it set a barrier against any one else who is trying to harm her but me... So after the long struggle of iodining, the doc suggested for me to cream it at home... So, fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bill.. RM118.00 OMFG!!!! I'm a student for goodness sake and he charged me for that much!!! Lucky my dad handed me some cash for my text books plus some of my left over allowance  , or i would need to clean the dog's poop for my dog's bills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, maybe i should get another dog for her as a playmate huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdDyQQOVHvI/AAAAAAAAA1c/0UZyPDleqJQ/s1600-h/mizu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 147px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdDyQQOVHvI/AAAAAAAAA1c/0UZyPDleqJQ/s320/mizu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319017520971456242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she will need lotsa water to regenerate~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished squash again today and boy, I am glad I had joined this sport 3 years ago, because it has already became an important part of life for me to go on. The people and the fun we have there, is nothing compared to what I would had in any other sports. The peeps were fantastic, the coach was cool and the sport itself is stress-friendly... Plus, you can occasionally see leng chai and leng luis in the court too, for me , I had see PLENTY!!! But I'm not counted lar~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running madly in the court and screaming and MOANING( don't ask, people constantly turn on and off in the court due to the moans) and laughing every game, what more can you ask for form a SPORT????And constant feeding of views of leng chai and leng luis~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdDzjkm8NWI/AAAAAAAAA1k/PZUNAAYixOM/s1600-h/Squash_court.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdDzjkm8NWI/AAAAAAAAA1k/PZUNAAYixOM/s320/Squash_court.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319018952372532578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day in the college grounds today, and much up to expected because there are people that I know lurking around~ And my cousin was a little intimidated by the little fact that I stays in Subang Jaya, where SS15 would be one of the SJian's central, but WTH~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can cope with A levels, the fun is about to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, I have no idea why Thinking Skill exist as a subject~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdDyQX79cCI/AAAAAAAAA1U/SjYRnj-PGR0/s1600-h/work-full-time-in-college-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdDyQX79cCI/AAAAAAAAA1U/SjYRnj-PGR0/s320/work-full-time-in-college-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319017523041890338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, until next post peeps~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-1584636827796209296?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/1584636827796209296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=1584636827796209296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1584636827796209296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1584636827796209296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/kzb-ongo-crashing-into-bed-of-stress.html' title='KZB on:Go Crashing into bed of STRESS'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SdDyPsK-VEI/AAAAAAAAA1M/zJKdLjUKU-E/s72-c/18a_high.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-4657588273002070098</id><published>2009-03-24T22:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:49:58.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Operation Theatre Living</title><content type='html'>Yes, the OT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost all the participants of this attachment programme hate us for being able to experience this virgin presence in the OT, with all the specialist of the specific disciplines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0MTjX-V_I/AAAAAAAAA0E/FZtFyQAAN2A/s1600-h/DSC00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0MTjX-V_I/AAAAAAAAA0E/FZtFyQAAN2A/s320/DSC00002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317920265047267314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our Virgin gown~~~&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the blood and all the gushing stuffs out of the human body ain't as horrible and scary as they look or sound from the mouth or screens on TV. When you are standing literally beside the surgeons, it is like you are the ones who are performing the operation, cancel the work of your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what exactly we did there? The first thing would be the basic: GOWNING, or rather in lay men's term, putting on the scrubs. So the guys get naked in front of each other which I was quite intimidated because almost everyone one of them have like the ideal body shape~ More so for those who had went for the National Service programme. And I was one of those which have the flabs, but its ok... i have a life time to build my body right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should had NEVER follow the rules!!! We were suppose to bring out phones with us but we hesitated due to the "we-should-listen" mentality... UGh what a turn off!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But!!!! There are those who brought them, but with low defination of camera function of his phone, but since we have no wine, milk does well too. So , we do what we do best, CAMWHORE!!!!! Hahaha can you believe these future-docs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0MUE4IKyI/AAAAAAAAA0M/fv08tTj1dIQ/s1600-h/DSC00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0MUE4IKyI/AAAAAAAAA0M/fv08tTj1dIQ/s320/DSC00003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317920274040498978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Tan,Foo and Gan~~ The CINA GANG~~~&lt;br /&gt;And we proceeded to put on the mask and the cap or bandana... And one thing we realised is that SPECIALIST gets to have their SPECIAL scrubs instead of out BLUE ones.. What they wear? Some sunset yellow with funky patterns on them.. And their caps? Super cool!! They can wear what ever colour as long as they are sterilised!!!! Gonna be a specialist soon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, me and Yun Jian volunteered to the Day Care operation which is in OT7, where there was a ENT operation going on, (ENT meaning Ear, Nose and Throat) where the others went for Orthopedics, O&amp;amp;G, General Surgery,Dental Surgery and Intensive Care Unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hastened into OT 7, where they have all the equipments and Pre-Operation preparations which including soaking and also anestheting. And boy I was really amazed by how the anesthetician worked out the whole process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process was quite simple but long... The patient was inserted with a needle on his right hand, into the veins and was dripped. After that, he was given an oxygen aid for him to slowly go to sleep, after the certain amount of drugs was injected into the patient's body via right hands.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, this patient wasn't calm enough when the process was going on, resulting the inconsistent heart beat rate.. The anesthetician, Miss Nisa was very gentle in her eays and slowly calm the patient down, and finally the patient fell unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that was it, but there was the next step, which is inserting a tube which provide a constant flow of oxygen and gas(which i have no idea what since the MO didn't tell me the name) for the patient's breathing purposes and also to make sure the patient is in his unconscious state throughout the operation, for him to not suffer and pain or complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0MUZdwmsI/AAAAAAAAA0U/SqIsC2xRCeo/s1600-h/DSC04430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0MUZdwmsI/AAAAAAAAA0U/SqIsC2xRCeo/s320/DSC04430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317920279567047362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My groupies!!! Group 12 rocks!!! And I was the oldest around!!! can u believe that?&lt;br /&gt;Then Cik Nisa opened up his jaws with a special clamp, which requires real deal of strength to use. After she had inserted the tube with the oxygen and anesthetic gas flow, the nurse aided her to seal the mouth with the tapes ,including the patient's eyes. And that was the pre-operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the ENT head walked into the OT, and wore his scrubs. He was a tall Indian man, with firm and keen senses as a specialist. He stepped in and asked for our purposes and intentions in the OT. We explained and he just coolly stepped into position and started to sterilise the whole face of the patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very impressed by the professionality, carefulness, and also their dainty attitude in the Ot. There wasn't the slightest stress in the air like how they showed in E.R. or Grey's Anatomy, neither do the TV shows had the anestheting process before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he performed the operation~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in some cotton to prevent blood form flowing into the throat~&lt;br /&gt;Then sliced the extra fleshes~&lt;br /&gt;Suck the excess blood with vacumm~&lt;br /&gt;And stop the blood with pressure~&lt;br /&gt;Burnt the excess flesh with a super hot guu metalic stick~&lt;br /&gt;And we smell human barbecue flesh~(omg...  no bbq in half a year~)&lt;br /&gt;And then unstuck the cottons~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was done! one hour, looks long but we enjoyed the whole process very thoroughly~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was the nose doctor, I think she is a specilist in training, in her Gazzette's training...&lt;br /&gt;And she was well trained~ She inserted the scope into the patient's nose and do all the sucking and cutting~ and Oops~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0MU7gauDI/AAAAAAAAA0k/Sss3LaKRN8Y/s1600-h/DSC04441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0MU7gauDI/AAAAAAAAA0k/Sss3LaKRN8Y/s320/DSC04441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317920288705001522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tan,Me,Gan and Jolene~~~ Gan is scaring her lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time was up and we had to change ward to OT8, but no worries, OT 8 was in their climax too as the general surgeon was about to take out the gall bladder of the man from his liver... Owh and they were doing their scrobing surgery and it was WAY too COOL!!!! They inserted small tubes in the patient's body, inflated the cavity with CO2 so that they have more space for their operation and did EVERYTHING inside the body, without opening up the body!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0OC67GzwI/AAAAAAAAA08/Xjg2DgtEHZk/s1600-h/DSC04436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0OC67GzwI/AAAAAAAAA08/Xjg2DgtEHZk/s320/DSC04436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317922178334117634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sharlini,Dhania,Tan,Me and Gan with Auto-Cam~~~ The girls were real sweet too ya know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was to prevent viral infection towards the patient when they are exposed to the air, skinless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa who thought of that idea???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the gall bladder was out, and boy the MO dint hesitate to squeeze the bile out and they start spurting every where~ but the best part was knowing their stitches are absorbal by our body~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big Phew over there~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we saw the BLACK gall stones~~~ Cholesterol level!!! Must start doing medical check ups starting 28 ledi if not die fast~~&gt;.&lt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0MUo2EG1I/AAAAAAAAA0c/gjNIV1OakSk/s320/DSC04435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317920283695520594" border="0" /&gt;Gan,Tan,Corine,Xin Rong, Foo and Me in the Bottom~~ They were sooo nice~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting boring as the drills goes on, and it really hurts our ears, so we proceed~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went to OT1, where I got my nightmare of my life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&amp;amp;G!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we were suppose to be medical students&lt;br /&gt;We were suppose to be exposed to the gruesome stuffs&lt;br /&gt;But holy, im not tHAT prepared to see a woman's .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAGINA!!!! OMG OMG OMG~~~ It was like hairy and a hole there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0OCXsUjrI/AAAAAAAAA0s/JGvyJl6cQrY/s1600-h/DSC04428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0OCXsUjrI/AAAAAAAAA0s/JGvyJl6cQrY/s320/DSC04428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317922168876863154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most important person in the programme~ Mr Mahmood!!! He was super nice in the whole week!!! And so patient!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i freaked oujt, but it was too over... I din't know it was gonna be THERE that time... but I couldn't go in as it was full, so me and yun jian went to the pantry instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the nightmare began AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time was full-frontal!!!!I was the first to step into OT 8, again, with ALL WOMEN!!! No man seirously!!!! And i saw legs wide opened... Not sure if it was a she or her coz ya know... How am i suppose to know and when I stepped another inche, I was like, OMG~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair again, no cover , no nothing , just naked...... omg... nightmare~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i will continue next time so adios then~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: We ended you session today so pictures for the dearest YOU~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0OCpPU8nI/AAAAAAAAA00/r3byogwYneg/s1600-h/DSC04429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0OCpPU8nI/AAAAAAAAA00/r3byogwYneg/s320/DSC04429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317922173587092082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Candid~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a have to go crash into my piles of A levels homework~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-4657588273002070098?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/4657588273002070098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=4657588273002070098' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4657588273002070098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4657588273002070098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/kzb-on-operation-theatre-living.html' title='KZB on: Operation Theatre Living'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sc0MTjX-V_I/AAAAAAAAA0E/FZtFyQAAN2A/s72-c/DSC00002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-3959965217694929754</id><published>2009-03-24T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:56:25.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KZB on: LAN project Taylor's SAM G1</title><content type='html'>Tribute to my friend's group LAN project, hope that I ca too be as creative as they are in the future when im going for my LAN projects.. Find out more when you hit youtube again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nF38pbkYQ7c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nF38pbkYQ7c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the part one, and they have the bloopers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q9i0zUzrAfA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q9i0zUzrAfA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you like em!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-3959965217694929754?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/3959965217694929754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=3959965217694929754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3959965217694929754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3959965217694929754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/kzb-on-lan-project-taylors-sam-g1.html' title='KZB on: LAN project Taylor&apos;s SAM G1'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-3792211786672398783</id><published>2009-03-23T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:50:04.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>KZB on:Hospital Attachment,Hospital Putrajaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sce9AhX151I/AAAAAAAAAz8/82g75bHzdRA/s1600-h/23-03-09_1616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sce9AhX151I/AAAAAAAAAz8/82g75bHzdRA/s320/23-03-09_1616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316425701790181202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I finally deducted that there are more girls with guts to take on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Doctor/Medicine &lt;/span&gt;career compared to the Male population..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Auditorium&lt;/span&gt; of HPTJ is literally taking over the boys, and I'm telling ya, they are all hungry-looking ones too... Ugh but nevertheless, I still survived.. Guess what?? I am the leader again~ not the whole 90 plus candidates, its of my 8-person groupies~~ and I can't say I didn't want to be the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;leader&lt;/span&gt;(yea my funny nature) but it was a real DEAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sce9AEBz1VI/AAAAAAAAAzc/3zPGWuF-llM/s1600-h/23-03-09_0853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sce9AEBz1VI/AAAAAAAAAzc/3zPGWuF-llM/s320/23-03-09_0853.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316425693913142610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because leaders get lotsa &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LIVE&lt;/span&gt; experiences!!!Its like the first day and I went to almost ALL the departments we were meant to go in these whole week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cooler&lt;/span&gt;? We get to go the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;OFF-LIMITS&lt;/span&gt; !!! Why off limits? Because you will never be able to access through those doors without the instructor's card~~ Imagine that!!! Fully computerised Hospital~~~ Ideal working spot for future doctors like us who scribbles like &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;SHYYYT&lt;/span&gt; and typing would be like super cool!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the off limits?? The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Premium Suite&lt;/span&gt;~ Its like the pent house of condominiums and its like a 5 start hotel suite!!1 They have Guard Rooms(I have no idea what was the purpose), a hall with a sink and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;microwave oven&lt;/span&gt;(imagine they have smoke and the sprinkles start splashing H20 off) with a fridge, and 2 bed rooms/ward for the patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So? That is it? NAAAAH!!!!! The bed room have like the best view you have in Putrajaya!!! You can see the WHOLE beautiful view of Putrajya and the splendid bridges!!! And it is all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;CARPETED&lt;/span&gt;!!!! OMFG~~~ I dont even have carpets in my house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it is OFF-LIMITS, meaning only certain personaes are "qualified" to be admitted into these wards, including the officers with postions, HIGHER than the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Deputy Minister of Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; and all the big shots from overseas~Talk about &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;POSIST&lt;/span&gt;(Top 6 ya know what i meant).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was one of them, another one was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;PIT house,&lt;/span&gt; or the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; O&amp;amp;G department~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why off limits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because new borns and mother-to-be/s need optimum services for the labour process and for HPTJ, they practices &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HUSBAND-FRIENDLY&lt;/span&gt; environment so that the fathers can provide &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;moral support&lt;/span&gt; when their wives are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;screaming their lungs out&lt;/span&gt; during labour.. And contractions are freaking painful~~~ The worse pain a human can endure is having to push something as big as a puppet off their &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pussies&lt;/span&gt;.. Oops, i mean &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;vagina&lt;/span&gt;~ or the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;womb&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their rooms were super cool~ They have the rm2k plus lighting devices to focus the rays on the womb and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;VACUMMS&lt;/span&gt; to suck the foetuses' heads out... And all the equipments ranging from clocks and weighing scale were installed~~ Whoa talk about professional~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the labour cases are considered as a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;VICase&lt;/span&gt; in Malaysian's government which I have no idea why.. But according to Mr Mahmood, our instructor, once there is a death or problem on O&amp;amp;G, it is a HUGE case, or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED case&lt;/span&gt; in hospital terms... Looks like &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Malaysian Health Department&lt;/span&gt; do have some perks, as we have the LOWEST death rate in the labour cases.. Impressive, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;even Australians&lt;/span&gt; send their patients here for our treatment and other countries do wonder how we do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a person who want to do O&amp;amp;G, I can say I'm VERY impressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was BEFORE we went to the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Forensic Department&lt;/span&gt; which I can tell you, it is going to be the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;bottom of my lis&lt;/span&gt;t, because when the faccilitator , AhBang Fizzi were about to open the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;freezers&lt;/span&gt;, I couldn't stop squinting my feet in my shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; dead person&lt;/span&gt; for Pete's sake!!! And we are suppose to do something to them? Well, that is what doctors do anyway...  luckily we can choose to NOT go, or, shorten the length of working period in the Forensic department.. And we have the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Corpes Phobia Test&lt;/span&gt; thingy, I can tell you I made it through well because the pictures were fine, it is just that I didn't really go "WOw" on the sliced and diced bodies, but I went "Owh... That is going to hurt.."empathy thingy on those pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Fizzi&lt;/span&gt; were about to open a freezer or autopsy room, I will go:" there is something there.. there is something there..." is is like excitement and fear mixed up together but too bad, due to the new Hospital Serdang, most of the bodies were sent there... Adn Im telling you some of the pictures were &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;horrendous&lt;/span&gt;~~ It is like slashes and stabs.. I have no idea how these peolpe got involved and how the people who did these to them get on with their lives!!!! They are worse than &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;beasts&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we were there for 45 minutes for the pictures and some stories of Fizzi picking up &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;pieces of fleshes and bones&lt;/span&gt; in the bomb case recently and proceeded to the store, which by the way we skipped it a little because there are only equipment and nothing else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after the O&amp;amp;G, we went to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Specialist Clinic&lt;/span&gt; to observe how exactly doctors do their jobs.. From giving advices and asking questions of their patients.. and seriously they do KNOW their stuffs as a doctor... Like Encik Mahmood said earlier, the doctors are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;extremely careful.&lt;/span&gt;.. The "kakak" here she is a malay around 27 years old,was treating a 6 months' old patient.. We kept silence until the lady went out with ther baby, and I broke the silence.. She was real friendly and told us her experiences and DARN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She only went her &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Housemanship for 1 and 1/2 Years &lt;/span&gt;ONLY!!! WE have to do 3 YEARS!!! ARGH!!!! Unfair~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And time was up and we were &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;busted&lt;/span&gt; for talking... But since her patient was off, might as well~ And we were the only pair asked questions~ Owh the pair here saying me and another malay guy from SMSains Seremban and he was from Muar... Talk about "WOW"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was lunch.. Yaddaaa~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that we went to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Traditional Department&lt;/span&gt; where they have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Massage, Acupuncture and Traditional herbs treatment&lt;/span&gt; for Cancer patients... Whoa talk about cool~ And they have the specialist form China and all their herbs are imported from China~ At the back lane they had these Herbal Garden which smells super funny, but wth~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Emergency Department&lt;/span&gt;, which is next to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;On-Call complex&lt;/span&gt;... So let me work this whole thing out... The On-call complex get their calls after Telekom filters them through &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;999&lt;/span&gt; hotline, and then they will get the details and track down the patients via Telekom, and sends ambulance and paramedics after they have confirmed. I am telling you, they have this computers with 3 stations and 3 monitors each, and this huge screen with 2 NEC 30" Screens for the projection purposes... Whoa and their &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;walkie talkies&lt;/span&gt; were SO COOL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we proceeded to the ED, and we get to see how they handle &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Green Cases, which is minor&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yellow cases, which is still ok&lt;/span&gt;; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Red Cases which is like "Pump the Adrenaline Dude!"cases&lt;/span&gt; . And as for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;white cases means, I will see you again in the skies&lt;/span&gt;~ And they have 3 bays, Red, Observation and Admitted Bay.. Where they treat the Red cases, and have discussions and admit the patients respectively. And we saw this Indian girl around her 20s got stitched at the forehead when we were there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mentioned about X-rays? Yeah they X-rays ain't using normal films, they are using &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Digital X-rays!!!&lt;/span&gt; How cool is that? I mean you save time squiting your eyes and paper at the same time!!!! Talk about going &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;GREEEEEEN&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was pretty much about the whole trip we had today... Well, ya know what? The above trip was only meant for Group Leaders!!! Which means the others won't enjoy this trip like we do!!! Hahaha glad I was chosen and volunteered to go for this!!!!! i love working in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HPTJ~&lt;/span&gt;~~ I really would love it if I were to work here~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh yeah and we talked to this senior in the hospital around his 30s, which is in his mid-specialist.. A malay guy and he really reminds me of Izzie(Izwan: Can we do something new?) because of the way he speaks... He was real cool!!! And he graduated from IMU, though he spent his first 5 years in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Manchester&lt;/span&gt; under JPA, and darn, his interview went for only 3 minutes and he got it!!! Peeps, wanna know his secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;Naah, its only for&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; idiots like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who chose to go HPTJ alone and gets to know this super cool guy!!! Hahaha take THAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing he said made me really wanted to do the doctor's job is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Being a doctor is not about you brains, it is about emphathy for your people, your patients. Without perserverence and harship, you will never be acknowledged by anyone, even yhou had graduated in Edinburg, because there ARE people who did locally and ARE able to beat you flat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, emphathy... That is a real big deal for me, especially when I am seeing hurted patients...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can live with it if he could!!! And he enjoyed Univerisity life by going to nigth clubs!!!! Ok that mean I don't have to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;All-Mighty Know it All&lt;/span&gt; to succeed as a doctor!!! Haha people, life is not about study ya know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another plus point as a Group leader, all twelve of us gets to see &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;LIVE Operations&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Operation Theatres&lt;/span&gt; in HPTJ tomorrow morning 8 o'clock sharp with gowns and all!!! Privileges!!! I love love them!!! Don't mind the hardwork! Mind the rewards!!!!Haha!!! Still happy you went to HKL peeps? I don't think sooo~~ HPTJ Is much more better, higher standard and technologically later than HKL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, working in a hospital is like meeting the Extremes of life all-in-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fear of the death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Happy of the living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Stressed of the problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow of the dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is in a package. And We as doctors(or future docs) must be able to handle these every single day , even we are in our worst state..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to live my life live and dangerously, I'd say doctor is the best career ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh yea, talk abour careers, nothing is better to have &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;COMRADES&lt;/span&gt;!!! I met these fabulous dudes  in today's meeting who are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun Jian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sce9Aan4xjI/AAAAAAAAAzs/DIHkktIxmYc/s1600-h/23-03-09_1552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sce9Aan4xjI/AAAAAAAAAzs/DIHkktIxmYc/s320/23-03-09_1552.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316425699978430002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gan(he is from Karak,Pahang and he scored 13A1s!!! WTH~~~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sce9AT4Ll_I/AAAAAAAAAz0/on-0tVSAOmQ/s1600-h/23-03-09_1553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sce9AT4Ll_I/AAAAAAAAAz0/on-0tVSAOmQ/s320/23-03-09_1553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316425698167724018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sce9AWZ-bvI/AAAAAAAAAzk/gNOl9Bba8uc/s1600-h/23-03-09_1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sce9AWZ-bvI/AAAAAAAAAzk/gNOl9Bba8uc/s320/23-03-09_1047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316425698846338802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we have these kind of people who likes cam-whoring in toilets..WTH~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they were super cool!!! I don't mind going to the same course and same working place with them , they were great!!1 And they are real naughty boys because they practically checked out every houseman (female ones du-uh) and kept saying that they will do this and that.. yaddaa... what else &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;raging hormones &lt;/span&gt;do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I just tagged along and talked about stuffs, and the girls in the leader's group were cool too!! Except for one girl, I think she is a Chinese-Malay mix and honestly, she was a bit of annoying.. I mean she looks sweet and all but, her "stick to the notes" literally, attitude was a pain in my Arse!!! Doctor need spontaneous thinking and not all about notes dear!!1 All you need is your common sense!!! According EVERY doc I have met in HPTJ!!!Talk about Ms. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;All-Mighty Know it All.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: I am freaking tired because I just had a 3 hours squash session with my squashers and darn, they are getting way better~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today we met a new guy, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Tee Kim Siong&lt;/span&gt; from Kota Bahru, Kelantan who is doing his Finance and Commerce degree in subang and I'm telling ya, they first thing I thought when I say him was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cina kia... He really had the Chinese look but he looks good looking also lar.. Considered leng chai also...(Shit Binn is checking out guys again... wouldn't he be???) haha serious he looked freaking fit i his tights and his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;crotch were so VISIBLE&lt;/span&gt;~~~ Haha being slutty now shit... Hit the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOP button!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he didn't even look at me the whole session in the court!!! I was like.. Shit, he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hates&lt;/span&gt; me... gourd... He hates me... and even when I was looking into the court he was playing he also ignored my vision rays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, after we were one he gave these great &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; and strong handshake and said bye to me and Yanne.. Thank goodness... I thought I was done for back there...&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries, when there are leng chai like Siong, there are alson leng luis like Yanne~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanne will be the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;typical girl next door &lt;/span&gt;with this superbly nice attitude~ She has the typical girl's body and she is tall and big for a girl.. And she is Better than me NOW!!! Guess going for training during SPM do have its perks huh? And she greets everyone in the court and smiles to everyone, unless she was tired or constantly missing her swings because she seldom do that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, leng lui and leng chai in the court, Can't you feel the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; peeps??? Okay.. I need to crash in the bed right now because I need to report in HPTJ by 7.30 tomorrow, and I have a college life to catch up~ So tune in whole week for more of this Hospital Attachment programme organized by JPA Malaysia ok? Touch wood, even I didn't get this JPA scholarship, I am still glad I came for this, it brings a whole lot meaning to my life in setting my foot in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;doctor's career&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On call for 2 months in the first 3 years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-3792211786672398783?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/3792211786672398783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=3792211786672398783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3792211786672398783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3792211786672398783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/kzb-onhospital-attachmenthospital.html' title='KZB on:Hospital Attachment,Hospital Putrajaya'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sce9AhX151I/AAAAAAAAAz8/82g75bHzdRA/s72-c/23-03-09_1616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-8558611484152026193</id><published>2009-03-22T11:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:48:07.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>KZB on:P license means free-less</title><content type='html'>Look, every 17 in the country jumps up and down and go "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yippeeee&lt;/span&gt;" with their new P license  but in my family, it means you are the&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; full time on-call driver&lt;/span&gt; of your family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From "tar-pau"(here meaning take out in canto) food in asia cafe to sending family members to where ever they &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;WISH&lt;/span&gt; to go such as badminton classes or offices, the one who holds the license will do all the dirty jobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm ranting, just get over it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, you will be constantly expected to be free to fetch the others, wash the car, check the stuffs of the car and be careful at all times to make sure you don't scratch the pretty car &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about pretty car, I just came back from&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Carrefoure&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! Ya know the huge super hyper markter in SS15? yeah I was suppose to get some groceries for my aunt to chip up some feast..... And I had to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;PARK&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I had to park &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;TWICE&lt;/span&gt; because of my new P license and the L parking aint easy in the underground &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;sewer scented basement&lt;/span&gt;, what's worse is when there are people waiting for you and you panic, and *screaming owh shit owh shit* literally scream for help... Once the fellas behind me get through, the adrenaline went down and my 2nd parking was successful~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness... and what I hate worse about driving, no shortcuts or Squeezing through cars like you can in your shoes only... I thought the entrance was the exit and I wasted one freaking big turn just to get to the exit on the other side of the parking lot...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;*criminy*&lt;/span&gt; and the cursing rap starts~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Owh my eefing gourd&lt;/span&gt;~~~*X100~~~ and the lane-ing, it gets harder when you are new, and the drivers around are freaking mean to not let you pass... another &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMEffinGourd&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!! but still, manage to reach home safely and end up playing with my dog instead~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have exactly 14 hours and 22 minutes to enjoy because starting from tomorrow, I will die studying &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A levels in Taylors&lt;/span&gt; and facing &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;JPA's hospital attachment&lt;/span&gt; and interviews... Criminy again.. my life is getting haywired~~ Owh yeah, and I'm trying to get a new &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Laptop&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Saxophone&lt;/span&gt;, which cost me 3.5K each... shit I am such a spendthrift~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, enjoy your study life then your working life, the other way round and you go cooku like ME~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-8558611484152026193?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/8558611484152026193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=8558611484152026193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8558611484152026193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8558611484152026193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/kzb-onp-license-means-free-less.html' title='KZB on:P license means free-less'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-8494802657706014713</id><published>2009-03-20T16:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:27:56.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentai'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Choices of Life</title><content type='html'>I'm moving from upset to pissed off of my life right now!!! IT is always choices, options and routes!!! Why can't just make ONE stable route instead of two of more risky ones??? I'm no businessman I'm only a freaking eighteen for Pete's sake!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JPA hospital attachment: 23rd to 27th March , which is equal to one whole week of college studies, including my 1st ORIENTATION in college!!!! OMFG  I'm missing one of the biggest events in college life and also the chance to meet the BIG BIG fellas in my programme... argh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still to put them both on the balance, the JPA hospital attachment weighs much more than one week's of college, plus I can try my best to catch up with X by my side, if X is in the same class and same intaker as I do... Although I think I have a clear idea on which intake X is in right now haha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now its just further discussions with my parents on which to go... and how because I need to go all the way to Hospital PUTRAJAYA to see the spurting blood of doctors in there~~~ How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not determined to make it for medicine yet, but I think a cetain amount of exposure is essential to build the path towards my dream... It is just WHICH way to go~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently rotting at home and watching the latest Super Sentai series~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Samurai Sentai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sh&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! Apparre!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNgOAVnk1I/AAAAAAAAAyE/1a5roqt2k1I/s1600-h/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_01SD%5BD3072604%5D_20090320-17123881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNgOAVnk1I/AAAAAAAAAyE/1a5roqt2k1I/s320/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_01SD%5BD3072604%5D_20090320-17123881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315197778952426322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cute japanese teeens~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNgOrWBVcI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Q3IqLYmdFxo/s1600-h/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_01SD%5BD3072604%5D_20090320-17132374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNgOrWBVcI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Q3IqLYmdFxo/s320/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_01SD%5BD3072604%5D_20090320-17132374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315197790496839106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ipp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;u So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;uj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;o~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNgOiZAwyI/AAAAAAAAAyU/HRO4Ju28ifI/s1600-h/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_01SD%5BD3072604%5D_20090320-17150710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNgOiZAwyI/AAAAAAAAAyU/HRO4Ju28ifI/s320/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_01SD%5BD3072604%5D_20090320-17150710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315197788093465378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNgO91bERI/AAAAAAAAAyc/5HaPnp2YZkQ/s1600-h/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_02SD%5B68BFE786%5D_20090320-17164153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNgO91bERI/AAAAAAAAAyc/5HaPnp2YZkQ/s320/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_02SD%5B68BFE786%5D_20090320-17164153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315197795460387090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Origami Gattai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNgOybtAYI/AAAAAAAAAyk/1QrzYnyo6ec/s1600-h/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_02SD%5B68BFE786%5D_20090320-17170968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNgOybtAYI/AAAAAAAAAyk/1QrzYnyo6ec/s320/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_02SD%5B68BFE786%5D_20090320-17170968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315197792399720834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to be double the trouble and business,LITERALLY after how many times I wished I could start studying... Talk about Beware of What you Wished For.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Laugh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNhYtQqEJI/AAAAAAAAAys/6DhTQP4r-bA/s1600-h/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_02SD%5B68BFE786%5D_20090320-17160209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNhYtQqEJI/AAAAAAAAAys/6DhTQP4r-bA/s320/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_02SD%5B68BFE786%5D_20090320-17160209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315199062321533074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oden Origami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Off,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-8494802657706014713?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/8494802657706014713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=8494802657706014713' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8494802657706014713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8494802657706014713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/kzb-on-choices-of-life.html' title='KZB on: Choices of Life'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/ScNgOAVnk1I/AAAAAAAAAyE/1a5roqt2k1I/s72-c/%5BT-N%5DSamurai_Sentai_Shinkenger_01SD%5BD3072604%5D_20090320-17123881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-3082420040844369388</id><published>2009-03-17T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:54:52.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>KZB on: Dr. Nano Facial Experience</title><content type='html'>Fine I had issues with my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; mum&lt;/span&gt; almost everyday... but still I know deep down she &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;loved &lt;/span&gt;me(though i can't really commune with her but wth~) and she cares a lot. So today was my 1st facial experience with my parents in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Dr Nano&lt;/span&gt;~~~ Yeah the slimming place but surprisingly, they offer &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Facial&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Massage&lt;/span&gt; with, I can only say, the "gentlest" touch, especially when you are in my position...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny, did any of you peeps actually find out which part of your body is the most sensitive when someone else touches them?(in this case not your&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; sexy organs&lt;/span&gt; because those aint "reachable" unless he or she is your close mate) I had only found out today when I tried my best to not shiver or laugh when the lady who tried to massage my chin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;chin&lt;/span&gt;. Very funny for a guy huh? Normally it would be the waist or the arm pit or whatever places... but mine was the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; Chin&lt;/span&gt;~~~ owh well lets continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there were the usual routine... cleansing, scrubbing toning.. yadayada... and the climax was the pimpling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sb_Hm2XwSZI/AAAAAAAAAx0/kyhIkr09VQI/s1600-h/pimples-34762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sb_Hm2XwSZI/AAAAAAAAAx0/kyhIkr09VQI/s320/pimples-34762.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314185555564579218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pimpling &lt;/span&gt;was like entering a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Warzone&lt;/span&gt;... The lady will use some metal stick with a smale hole to force your pimple out of your pores and as for the first timer for facial, my pores were practically "congested" with yellow buds and the lady had to literally squeez the buds heck out of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;poor pores&lt;/span&gt; to "unblock" those pores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder the facial sessions take hours to complete!!! The&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; pain&lt;/span&gt; is like, literally pricking your face with&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; needles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to take something out of them, its just that for my session, I had my whole face to cover... gosh I'm lucky I'd survive that session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have no idea how the people can survive &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;facial sessions&lt;/span&gt; till&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... one day was like... all hell broke loose... but still i think i will need another few more sessions to revive my skin... talk about males don't need to bother on facial protection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I can't say i didn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;enjoy &lt;/span&gt;the whole process because the ambience and services were splendid... but its just the freaking squeezing part kills me... so if any of you wanna go for facial, you can always try Dr Nano, they ain't only about &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jet Water Slimming&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sb_HnbIQzFI/AAAAAAAAAx8/BFUJoLPukuQ/s1600-h/TaylorsCollege.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sb_HnbIQzFI/AAAAAAAAAx8/BFUJoLPukuQ/s320/TaylorsCollege.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314185565431712850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost one week after the big SPM day, and the solution is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;A levels&lt;/span&gt; after all the debates and arguements... One and a quarter years in&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Taylors &lt;/span&gt;here I come~ No more playing around and its full focus study now~~ Time to find the life and love of my own now~~ Can't believe I cried over these for 3 freaking days.... I am emotional~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-3082420040844369388?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/3082420040844369388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=3082420040844369388' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3082420040844369388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3082420040844369388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/kzb-on-dr-nano-facial-experience.html' title='KZB on: Dr. Nano Facial Experience'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sb_Hm2XwSZI/AAAAAAAAAx0/kyhIkr09VQI/s72-c/pimples-34762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-5288930136705493255</id><published>2009-03-12T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:50:13.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>KBZ on: Its just the beginning, after SPM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbjuMrWpQWI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Bn3D6TBn-3Q/s1600-h/DSC04402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbjuMrWpQWI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Bn3D6TBn-3Q/s320/DSC04402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312257662047043938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Compliments of HELP College~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thanks for tuning in with me peeps so it have been a hectic day... I can't say i cried actually because I was trembling and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; ALMOST&lt;/span&gt; cried but I hang on.. So wanna know what i got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;7A1s&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; 3A2s&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1 B4&lt;/span&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owhkay subjects announcement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Bahasa Inggeris: A1      119:A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mathematics: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Additional Mathematics:A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Sejarah: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Chemistry: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Physics : A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;English for Science and Technology: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bahasa Malaysia: A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Pendidikan Moral: A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Biology :A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Bahasa Cina: B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbjuLiuJECI/AAAAAAAAAww/2hnZJcbHrtg/s1600-h/DSC04401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbjuLiuJECI/AAAAAAAAAww/2hnZJcbHrtg/s320/DSC04401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312257642549809186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so? how's that sound? satified? Honestly, I was really hoping for straight A1s, but yet, my chinese language studies ain't really strong, so it pulled me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the A2, BM was a relief because I was afraid that i might &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"terpesong" &lt;/span&gt;(here meaning out of the idea or the topic in BM) but thank goodness, still an A...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Biology&lt;/span&gt;, I was really hoping for an A1 because it was really my favourite subject~ and plus, it was the only subject I didn't go for tuition adn studied all by myself~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS for&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt; Moral&lt;/span&gt;, I was glad i got an A because I barely passed for the pass 2 years~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I got another surprise~ I got an A1 for&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; Physics and Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;!!!! OMFG~~~ Sooo relieved~~~~~ Why? Because I hated physics and I NEVER, as in NEVER EVER got an A1 before in my high school life for Chemistry~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pn Loo&lt;/span&gt; came back to school and I asked her, she was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Aiyar, Yong Bin, ni hai qian yi liang ge lar..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Aiyar, Yong Bin, you lacked one or two subjects lar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, shit!!! I got 2 Bs??? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMg OMG~&lt;/span&gt;~~~ How was that possible? You mean other than &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CHINESE&lt;/span&gt; I might have another B???? And it was Pn Loo of All teachers so I really though it was going to be&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but but, hardships are rebated so I got a 10As for SPM~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet yet yet,I cant get much scholarships as I got A2 for BM~~~ sooo I most probably going for A levels in&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Taylors&lt;/span&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbjuMZxX25I/AAAAAAAAAxI/0z6atN6t3EE/s1600-h/DSC04405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbjuMZxX25I/AAAAAAAAAxI/0z6atN6t3EE/s320/DSC04405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312257657327311762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Testi---testi---testi--- reminded me of friendster~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I never got STRAIGHT As before, maybe it is a sign of my sexuality also~~~ kidding lar!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbjuL-0K8NI/AAAAAAAAAw4/UDr2vByWEcM/s1600-h/DSC04404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbjuL-0K8NI/AAAAAAAAAw4/UDr2vByWEcM/s320/DSC04404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312257650091290834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There goes my scholaship planning~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for the peeps who got great results like the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; WHOLE class of   5 SETIA SMKSJ SS14&lt;/span&gt;, as almost &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3/4 &lt;/span&gt;of the class got &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;10As and above&lt;/span&gt; including me, congrats and may you strive for more in the future~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for those who thinks that you didn't do well enough or up to expectations, or even very bad, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;like me here&lt;/span&gt;,don't be sad, as it is only the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;BEGINNING&lt;/span&gt; of your life, it is not the end~ Now you know that which and what was your weakness, it is time for you to buckle and shine brighter than ever in your tertiery education~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... thats all for today, I think i should have a good dinner tonight as I missed my dinner for the pass two days~ missing my maid's cooking and rice~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbjuL3euspI/AAAAAAAAAxA/xBtezGKb0Fg/s1600-h/DSC04406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbjuL3euspI/AAAAAAAAAxA/xBtezGKb0Fg/s320/DSC04406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312257648122311314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, I'm officially not a student of SMKSJ anymoooooore~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Facial schedule for me tomorrow~~ &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Willy&lt;/span&gt;, I finally got to go for a facial session~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-5288930136705493255?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/5288930136705493255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=5288930136705493255' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/5288930136705493255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/5288930136705493255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/kbz-on-its-just-beginning-after-spm.html' title='KBZ on: Its just the beginning, after SPM'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbjuMrWpQWI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Bn3D6TBn-3Q/s72-c/DSC04402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-8110753789093874621</id><published>2009-03-11T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:10:16.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>KZB on:Destiny awaits after Sudah Pasti Mati results~</title><content type='html'>Owh peeps, as we are well informed  by the Malaysian Government or the M O E of Malaysia, SPM results of 2008 candidates will be announced in 12 March 2009, 10.00 a.m. sharp~ sooooo what else I can say about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MY P LICENSE!&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!!!!! Now I can hunt down every &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pastry shop&lt;/span&gt; there is existed in Subang Jaya and I can start my cook-o-mania !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt; is also quite a headache to begin... Tuitions, school, duties, and home work, and a little bit of kiaaaasu ness in my classmates, I was glad I survived the year 2008~ *Phew*(kiasu ness meaning scared to lose in Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I mentioned it, I was stuck in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;KiaSu&lt;/span&gt; classes in my schooling life, coz sadly I was in the first class all the time, and I was only an average student~ owh well.. maybe Buddha is really trying to put me into heck loadsa hardship~&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Im heading towards the next stigma of my life, I just hope that I wouldn't make decisions that I shall ever regret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, another 11 more hours till I grab on my 2 years hardship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-8110753789093874621?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/8110753789093874621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=8110753789093874621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8110753789093874621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8110753789093874621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/kzb-ondestiny-awaits-after-sudah-pasti.html' title='KZB on:Destiny awaits after Sudah Pasti Mati results~'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-1645834170276775120</id><published>2009-03-11T13:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:35:03.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>That dirty little Dragonball Evolution Whisper with Nangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdaQjymsvI/AAAAAAAAAwA/D09T-yvpspA/s1600-h/Key+Art+-+IN+CINEMAS+12+March.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdaQjymsvI/AAAAAAAAAwA/D09T-yvpspA/s320/Key+Art+-+IN+CINEMAS+12+March.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311813526038688498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;NuffNang&lt;/span&gt; I get to hit &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;One Utama&lt;/span&gt; in Damansara to enjoy the Premiere of Dragon Ball Evolution in GSC.. I went there with Jer Renn earlier for dinner and guess what we had in the outlet&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; labyrinth&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had western food in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jack's Place&lt;/span&gt; which spent us quite a reasonable amount of cash. RM25 each for a 3 course meal for a place with comfortable amount of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;privacy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;ambience&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;services&lt;/span&gt;, Jack's Place in One Utama is considered as one of the core places for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;lovers &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;family members&lt;/span&gt; to spend their evenings.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdZep8DiGI/AAAAAAAAAv4/nTY-iEmQsJQ/s1600-h/DSC04399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdZep8DiGI/AAAAAAAAAv4/nTY-iEmQsJQ/s320/DSC04399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311812668695480418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me and Jer Renn, we are nothing but two lost little boys trying to try something new out of the blues of One Utama, only that we realised that they also have a outlet in Sunway Pyramid, talk about &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;downer&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pictures speak for themselves~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdZd4MDX0I/AAAAAAAAAvg/B8NB3ROz0r0/s1600-h/DSC04390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdZd4MDX0I/AAAAAAAAAvg/B8NB3ROz0r0/s320/DSC04390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311812655340805954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boneless chicken thingy... i love the baked potato~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdZeXFKpnI/AAAAAAAAAvw/fSDdi6ngcYo/s1600-h/DSC04397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdZeXFKpnI/AAAAAAAAAvw/fSDdi6ngcYo/s320/DSC04397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311812663633421938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brownies and ice cream is a die for~~~ only rm5!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdZeB0KUfI/AAAAAAAAAvo/sdz3nm8th7k/s1600-h/DSC04391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdZeB0KUfI/AAAAAAAAAvo/sdz3nm8th7k/s320/DSC04391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311812657924952562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pussy Foot~~~ Tasted like yogurt drink of orange, mango and mint after some discussions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we headed to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; MPH&lt;/span&gt; to hit on some books, then to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;GSC&lt;/span&gt; for the movie. Looks like the movie was quite anticipating as plenty of vectors were there too including&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; The Star&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Spotlite&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Glitters &lt;/span&gt;and some other companies. And obviously I fall into the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nuff Nang &lt;/span&gt;vector and claimed my tickets for two under &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Teoh Yong Bin'&lt;/span&gt;s name hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing had bothered me a little was the rigidness of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;20th Century&lt;/span&gt; for stopping us from bringing in out phones, cameras and other electronics into the cinema, talk about &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;OverRated&lt;/span&gt; as what master Gohan said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Gohan a.k.a. Granpa--"Being normal is over Rated"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes they don't relate but wtf~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I would have enjoyed it if it was all in Japanese because this movie has successfully make me hate the Amercian-Dubbing spree... They ain't that good in portraying like almost every character of the movie, and fine , maybe it is called &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Evolution&lt;/span&gt; because it is going to be different yet, they failed to amaze me not even one bit. Their sense of humour and plot was there, but the advancement of the story was disappointing and only the character &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Bulma &lt;/span&gt;successfully made my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Goku&lt;/span&gt; was a sucky character to begin with ignoring all the original traits from the comic.. Including the cockiness and the weird acting skill from the actor... the character is labelled "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FAILURE&lt;/span&gt;" to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdaRNcnn1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/busD6J2x9jE/s1600-h/DBGokuV1.2lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdaRNcnn1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/busD6J2x9jE/s320/DBGokuV1.2lo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311813537220763474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Master Gohan&lt;/span&gt; was ok... but not much comments on him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Chi Chi&lt;/span&gt; was cute,perky and all, but she lacks the energy the original one have.. But, she tried and she turned out ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdbLiApa2I/AAAAAAAAAwo/gGPpYnyuX2Y/s1600-h/chi_chi_0170lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdbLiApa2I/AAAAAAAAAwo/gGPpYnyuX2Y/s320/chi_chi_0170lo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311814539172997986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Master Roshi&lt;/span&gt; in another hand, they had got the wrong chinese actor... cause first he is too well-built as the original one was freaking skinnny and Chow Yun  Fatt has really failed to portray the character well with his a bit off Cina-ness in him, not Japanese and plenty of scenes with him in it made me go... omg... so lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdaRGnBDyI/AAAAAAAAAwY/97InvOgX26o/s1600-h/DBRoshiV1lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdaRGnBDyI/AAAAAAAAAwY/97InvOgX26o/s320/DBRoshiV1lo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311813535385325346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;YamCha&lt;/span&gt;... well YamCha was ok lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdaRC4Jo-I/AAAAAAAAAwg/1CS9OiQvLzk/s1600-h/DBYamchaV1lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdaRC4Jo-I/AAAAAAAAAwg/1CS9OiQvLzk/s320/DBYamchaV1lo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311813534383449058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Bulma&lt;/span&gt; in another  hand was good!!! I love the actress herself and the character was well-constructed and her attitude really reminded me of Prue Halilwel  from Charmed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdaQzRr92I/AAAAAAAAAwI/RHP_KloPy6g/s1600-h/DBBulmaV1lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdaQzRr92I/AAAAAAAAAwI/RHP_KloPy6g/s320/DBBulmaV1lo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311813530195588962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Piccolo&lt;/span&gt;... well.. i guess it was ok.. but honestly, the whole English accent croosed all the terms into nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVerall, I rate this movie to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5.0/10.0..&lt;/span&gt;. plenty had commented it was a waste of time watching the movie post-stepping out from the cinema... owh well.. I couldn't have agree more!!! As a fan since young, Americans successfully prove my theory right, they can't make Asian's culture theirs in any manner, because they just suck in them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the best part of the day , well rather nightin One U wasn't the movie, but was the marathon of me and Jer Renn to get the heck out of the building to the car park!!! We got lost and we were speeding down the corridors of the mall and the whole place was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; quite that our &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;pantings&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; footsteps&lt;/span&gt; were like echoeing in the air.... It felt like we were, or at least I was in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;thriller &lt;/span&gt;movie, where the characters were trapped in some building where there are killers trying to shoot them down.. haha a bit over-dramatic but wth~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we spent total of 30 freaking minutes banging into walls of the mall trying to crack our heads to find our way to the car park, at the same time keep on recalling the routes we took before we reach the cinema... and we were literally stuck in a labyrinth, like a said earlier, until we finally reached the centre of the mall, and honestly, the securities weren't much help... we managed to find JR's car ourselves once we ran into the car park and scrounged around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the fun doesn't end here~ Due to the Proton-Genes in JR's Saga, his car was heating up like the Sahara Desert after 15 minutes travel.. Once we reached Federal Highway, JR's car finally crack up and start emmiting smokes from the engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bin: JR, is that smokes from your car?&lt;br /&gt;JR:No it is not...(still driving calmly)&lt;br /&gt;Bin: Are you sure?? (stilll a little jumpy)&lt;br /&gt;JR:Owh FUCK!!! Its my car!&lt;br /&gt;*Bin instantly got jumpy*&lt;br /&gt;Bin: Start parking by the side lane!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*JR drove towards the side lane and off the engine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were stuck in a traffic jam, because the JPJ fellas was trying to fix some road thingy.... So after 5 short minutes and discussion, we decided to continue driving to my house and JR spending his night in my house, due to his car's problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, when we were about to reach my house, JR gave another "OWH!!!" upon reaching the bumper.. Instantly, my hands threw all the stuffs I was holding and panicked, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bin: What was that for?&lt;br /&gt;JR: owh it was the bumper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*JR, next time when I drive, remind me to turn on the radio so you won't scare me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we spend our night watching Charmed and talking about stuffs~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how going to One U by ourselves can cause these much of ADVENTURE??? Getting stucked in a mall is quite and experience for once in a while~&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-1645834170276775120?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/1645834170276775120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=1645834170276775120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1645834170276775120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1645834170276775120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-dirty-little-dragonball-evolution.html' title='That dirty little Dragonball Evolution Whisper with Nangs'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbdaQjymsvI/AAAAAAAAAwA/D09T-yvpspA/s72-c/Key+Art+-+IN+CINEMAS+12+March.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-8453600066221135593</id><published>2009-03-09T21:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:10:13.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>KZB on Rumah Rehat Adeline,Gopeng,Perak</title><content type='html'>Owhkay it was suppose to be a soul-searching trip but holla! The place was a die for, to soothe the mind and not exactly the place to soul-search, but to bond. It was a 2 days 1 night package, which we got i think its the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kampung Hut Package&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which cost us &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;rm98++&lt;/span&gt; per person for 1 breakfast, 2 lunch, one dinner and one supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, the whole is worth more than it cost, seriously the owner can charge a lot more with the current state of the place but she is literally enjoying her life, so she need not to raise the cost, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;a href="http://jarrlemenn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jer Renn&lt;/a&gt; who asked me to tag along with his family, and thank goodness, we get to have our OWN room instead of sleeping in a same &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cubicle&lt;/span&gt; with his parents and aunt, imagine THAT but we were still under the same&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; roof&lt;/span&gt; though...(being LAME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took us around 4 hours to reach the place, with some side tracks along the way. We stopped at Rawang or was it Serendah first to have our breakfast,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; curry mee&lt;/span&gt; again, not as good as we have in Subang though but since it was a treat, i just have to bear with it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Kampung Orang Asli Lata Kinjang&lt;/span&gt; where we explored the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waterfall&lt;/span&gt; and it was truly Magnificent. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;strong momentum of the current&lt;/span&gt; gushing down its geographical latitude is exquisitely the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;best melody of nature&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;jade green lush of plants&lt;/span&gt; is spectacularly the scenery to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;boost you eyesight&lt;/span&gt; back to its natural state, sadly i didn't have the time to make those stares back there... so enough with the talk picture time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbUvPODgQNI/AAAAAAAAAso/tY56ANrfH5s/s1600-h/08-03-09_1115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbUvPODgQNI/AAAAAAAAAso/tY56ANrfH5s/s320/08-03-09_1115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311203274070704338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That very sign~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbUvPQeU-KI/AAAAAAAAAsw/4U_9tIPJFgM/s1600-h/08-03-09_1131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbUvPQeU-KI/AAAAAAAAAsw/4U_9tIPJFgM/s320/08-03-09_1131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311203274720082082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how's my photography skill? haha it was using my phone's VGA cam though but owh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbUvPvFQldI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Qb8hVyIywkI/s1600-h/08-03-09_1132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbUvPvFQldI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Qb8hVyIywkI/s320/08-03-09_1132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311203282936436178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank goodness this bridge had been able to support my weight.. if not i will die gushed away by the current~~~&gt;.&lt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbUvP3Df1KI/AAAAAAAAAtA/kYPWl-NSDgs/s1600-h/08-03-09_1141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbUvP3Df1KI/AAAAAAAAAtA/kYPWl-NSDgs/s320/08-03-09_1141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311203285076530338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Owh... Magnificio~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbUvP2snx8I/AAAAAAAAAtI/c7gnV9hMP4Y/s1600-h/08-03-09_1145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbUvP2snx8I/AAAAAAAAAtI/c7gnV9hMP4Y/s320/08-03-09_1145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311203284980582338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jakun enough,(jakun meaning barbaric) i took a picture of a rooster~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what can we do there? we&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; enjoy life!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tan sai gai&lt;/span&gt; in cantonese) literally!!! There is no telecommunication means once you step through the banner so no one can reach you, call you, message you or 3G you... so if you want a life out of the daily hustle of the urbs, this is one stop you should always come and try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; ambience&lt;/span&gt;, its ok and quite well taken care of, as there aren't MUCH &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;muddy&lt;/span&gt; spots, other than the one which i need to open up my legs wide like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;woman in labour&lt;/span&gt;&gt;.&lt;, to cross after it rains...  the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;environment&lt;/span&gt; is actually very refreshing as its covered in vegetations, and the sound of water flushing down the dam was indeed loud, enough to cover up the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;snores(ZZZZ) &lt;/span&gt;of the uncles from the room beside ours(me and jer renn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU4FbgOGeI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/nLsFwboh_20/s1600-h/DSC04354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU4FbgOGeI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/nLsFwboh_20/s320/DSC04354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311213001486768610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that pile of mud~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU3-wnrjSI/AAAAAAAAAt4/rNU6MJXWsSc/s1600-h/DSC04383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU3-wnrjSI/AAAAAAAAAt4/rNU6MJXWsSc/s320/DSC04383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311212886896119074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from where we sit~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU7VhbLH3I/AAAAAAAAAu4/uttFzvkPvjY/s1600-h/DSC04377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU7VhbLH3I/AAAAAAAAAu4/uttFzvkPvjY/s320/DSC04377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311216576489004914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;great view~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;facilities&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; for a place which is situated in a forest, im telling you its like staying in a 5 star hotel!!!(metaphorically) the rooms were cozy and just nice for two, as the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;rays of dawn &lt;/span&gt;piercing through the edges of the wooden hut to wake you up, and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;whistling wind of the night&lt;/span&gt; seeping through the cracks of the lines in the hut to put you into sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not even bother to ask about having bed because they only have thin films of "tilam"(i dont remember the english name of it so screw it~~) for the night. Since you want to approach nature, ditch the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;half metres-thick feathered cuboid&lt;/span&gt;... And its really cold in the morning too!!! And Adeline was nice enough to provide us the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;blankets &lt;/span&gt;which reminds me of my grandmother's sewings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU2xMllqzI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VGblah-82sg/s1600-h/DSC04337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU2xMllqzI/AAAAAAAAAtY/VGblah-82sg/s320/DSC04337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311211554373741362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our shoe rack~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU2xpjbRzI/AAAAAAAAAtg/OnO4Jz5s2wA/s1600-h/DSC04339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU2xpjbRzI/AAAAAAAAAtg/OnO4Jz5s2wA/s320/DSC04339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311211562149300018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when i was relaxing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU2yQiKXHI/AAAAAAAAAto/gEbULlx0Vf4/s1600-h/DSC04345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU2yQiKXHI/AAAAAAAAAto/gEbULlx0Vf4/s320/DSC04345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311211572612979826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;out bed sheets and blankets~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU4IK_RupI/AAAAAAAAAuY/AKYPIYeeewE/s1600-h/DSC04353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU4IK_RupI/AAAAAAAAAuY/AKYPIYeeewE/s320/DSC04353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311213048593234578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the rumah nangka~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU4Dt72r6I/AAAAAAAAAuI/-ChHFTu5E-Y/s1600-h/DSC04366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU4Dt72r6I/AAAAAAAAAuI/-ChHFTu5E-Y/s320/DSC04366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311212972074774434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our HUT~~~ nice right?we were staying in the last right corner~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU4BURicpI/AAAAAAAAAuA/D7HBtC_VgqE/s1600-h/DSC04373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU4BURicpI/AAAAAAAAAuA/D7HBtC_VgqE/s320/DSC04373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311212930826662546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;owh the dam which brought me to sleep by covering the SSTM of the room beside, SSTM stands for Super Snoring Tension Meditation according to uncle Wong~ darn funny uncle~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU2y64bjoI/AAAAAAAAAtw/_nLShvax43E/s1600-h/DSC04347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU2y64bjoI/AAAAAAAAAtw/_nLShvax43E/s320/DSC04347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311211583980670594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;where we hung out stuffs, see jer renn's sexy red bottom? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU7VcERLXI/AAAAAAAAAuw/rjwc9fWBq0A/s1600-h/DSC04336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU7VcERLXI/AAAAAAAAAuw/rjwc9fWBq0A/s320/DSC04336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311216575050755442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one camwhoere picture... wonder why were we in the yellow mood~~~&gt;.&lt; onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU2wMjWWnI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/_AQRYRpml8E/s1600-h/09-03-09_1303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU2wMjWWnI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/_AQRYRpml8E/s320/09-03-09_1303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311211537184479858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt;, not much comment because they COST and its only me and Jer Renn, but you can check them out in &lt;a href="http://www.rumahrehatadeline.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; so you will know what i mean.. but we spent our time playing&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sirami&lt;/span&gt; though~ it was like some maths game which me and Jer Renn did enjoy a lot~~~ we are getting on set of ourselves now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh yeah, we did hit the waterfall, though but i wasn't prepared with equipments.. so i only felt the water instead of playing in it... but the adults enjoyed it well though, by flaunting their sexy thighs and , well sexy , uhm , &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;trunks&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU7UnTPe5I/AAAAAAAAAuo/kSgmpsj64Ks/s1600-h/DSC04327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU7UnTPe5I/AAAAAAAAAuo/kSgmpsj64Ks/s320/DSC04327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311216560886479762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after the waterfall , there was rain~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU8cBygJdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/LY5ByaRSKfw/s1600-h/DSC04330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU8cBygJdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/LY5ByaRSKfw/s320/DSC04330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311217787767629266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;under the rain~~~~ jer renn busy walking when i busy snapping~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU8bbfsIxI/AAAAAAAAAvI/k6FEe-oDAQg/s1600-h/DSC04308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU8bbfsIxI/AAAAAAAAAvI/k6FEe-oDAQg/s320/DSC04308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311217777488175890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sexay uncle wong~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU8b4p05RI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/ftsQuKdOTvU/s1600-h/DSC04309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU8b4p05RI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/ftsQuKdOTvU/s320/DSC04309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311217785315321106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wish i could have went IN there~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so overall:::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food: 9.5/10.0&lt;br /&gt;facility:9.5/10.0&lt;br /&gt;activites:6.5/10.0&lt;br /&gt;ambience:8.0/10.0&lt;br /&gt;environment:8.0/10.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;average:8.3/10.0 all to my own preferences though... for a stay, it is real good~~&lt;br /&gt;well if ya ever wanna go, just go to the &lt;a href="http://www.rumahrehatadeline.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; to check it out~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU7UJ0IKtI/AAAAAAAAAug/0Fk5aNRvgro/s1600-h/DSC04310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbU7UJ0IKtI/AAAAAAAAAug/0Fk5aNRvgro/s320/DSC04310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311216552971348690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wrapping up, guess who is doing the sexy stunt~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakuea-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-8453600066221135593?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/8453600066221135593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=8453600066221135593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8453600066221135593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8453600066221135593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/kzb-on-rumah-rehat-adelinegopengperak.html' title='KZB on Rumah Rehat Adeline,Gopeng,Perak'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SbUvPODgQNI/AAAAAAAAAso/tY56ANrfH5s/s72-c/08-03-09_1115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-2787382508246199603</id><published>2009-03-07T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:43:26.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Another turning point of life</title><content type='html'>Went throught a little conversation with my friend back few days, and now I'm just in pure confusion. Everyone has made their decision, and here I am hanging half way through... Honestly, I had only found out the reason i had desired scholarships since forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for myself, but the sole reason which is not to take my parents money, enabling them to threaten me later on in life that they had paid for my education. You may think that i'm such a bastard to think so, but you have not been me for the past 18 years, and i doubt even my family had any thoughts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I had always been the odd one out. Everyone learns piano, but i don't. Everyone gets to learn and master their sports, but i don't. Everyone loves hokkien, but i don't. I have just identify that i'm no common with my family. A bit of self-centeredness but that is the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to stay under one roof anymore. I don't want to be the handyman just because I'm the eldest son. I don't want to be the one who has to fix every single damn thing in my house. It's like I have to know every single pieces of matter in every inches of my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the reason, I had always wanted a scholarship. I'm not that filial to think to save money for my parents. I'm just thinking of myself. Yes. I am. Why? Because I'm sick and tired of what my family is putting me into...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! What have I done? I have to consider my mum's opinion towards my future career instead of my own! I can't put MY thoughts into my own career... Why? Because and only becaus i knew my mum is going to threaten me.. After all the tuiotion i paid you dare say you want to ---- yes that is going to be the answer. I have no freedom to choose. Actually, I don't think i ever had.. Maybe at times, but this time, I some how knew the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do? It is not like I can say no and do what I want because I couldn't! Owhkay peopl sorry that you have to listen(or read literally) what I rant... But now I'm just in pure confusion... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gopeng here I come!!! Nature awaits for my call!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-2787382508246199603?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/2787382508246199603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=2787382508246199603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/2787382508246199603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/2787382508246199603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-turning-point-of-life.html' title='Another turning point of life'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-1371049971440607509</id><published>2009-03-05T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:35:44.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Of Accelerators, Brakes and Clutches 6(Finale)</title><content type='html'>Thanks peeps for tuning in throughout my driving learning curve, your advices were great and they made strong enough to face the hardships i went through failing my bukit and passing it finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just wanna tell you guys, that me, Binn, has finally passed my P license test on 2nd March 2009, 0945 hours in the Safety Driving Circuit, PJ hahaha~~  Round of Applause!!!!! so who wants a ride???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh btw, i don't deal with CLUTCHES ANYMORE!!!! Why? Cause my family is smart enough to get all auto cars instead of manual as we want to save time and the hassle... haha so bye bye clutch and hello, full time brakes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so not going to miss the circuit.. i hate going there every morning to practice and see the same ol ah pek staring at me driving.. though sine times there are leng chai and leg lui there for yuet to salivate and for me to wink at~ but i think my face always plurge with oil when driving coz its so hot there... owh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukit, parking an three point turn, sayonara~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to see the doctor again to remove my patc and hope i can get my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;P license &lt;/span&gt;asap... those who wants a ride around subang jaya, sign you comment then~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last post on Of Accelrators,Brakes and Clutches ends here, may we NOT meet again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Leo: You have murdered a man Phoebe.&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe: How am I suppose to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kill a &lt;/span&gt;man?&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Premondition him to death&lt;/span&gt;? My powers are &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;passive&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;crying out loud!&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-1371049971440607509?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/1371049971440607509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=1371049971440607509' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1371049971440607509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1371049971440607509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-accelerators-brakes-and-clutches.html' title='Of Accelerators, Brakes and Clutches 6(Finale)'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-4519007025440759765</id><published>2009-03-04T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:02:06.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Men's best friend, sometimes the other way round~</title><content type='html'>The pictures speak for me now... owh well i had to protect my bitch from another bitch, to be specific, my neighbour and also my senior back in secondary school's bitch, Lucky i think. Owh... there are even jealousy between bitches, because my Hachi have more freedom and friends than Lucky does.... and she bit her for it, and not to forget, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sa5dNoGIKLI/AAAAAAAAAsA/tXH_FhmUqCs/s1600-h/03-03-09_1935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sa5dNoGIKLI/AAAAAAAAAsA/tXH_FhmUqCs/s320/03-03-09_1935.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309283499399194802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, that is the bite...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sa5dNnej4KI/AAAAAAAAAsI/NVtV6m6i9OQ/s1600-h/03-03-09_2035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sa5dNnej4KI/AAAAAAAAAsI/NVtV6m6i9OQ/s320/03-03-09_2035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309283499233239202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my whole pants got ripped off like a rapist would have done, it was my favourite slacks!!! see my blood?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sa5dN0m-l9I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/2MlnUqFwLR0/s1600-h/03-03-09_2036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sa5dN0m-l9I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/2MlnUqFwLR0/s320/03-03-09_2036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309283502758205394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to doc Leo, i have patch on my right thigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sa5dN46tp-I/AAAAAAAAAsY/bMhTTL2Y-TE/s1600-h/03-03-09_1655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sa5dN46tp-I/AAAAAAAAAsY/bMhTTL2Y-TE/s320/03-03-09_1655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309283503914723298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so crap i did while bored to death while working&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sa5dOEwSifI/AAAAAAAAAsg/SrZLHct1-jQ/s1600-h/03-03-09_1657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sa5dOEwSifI/AAAAAAAAAsg/SrZLHct1-jQ/s320/03-03-09_1657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309283507092228594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the moto moto's cover~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to this, i couldn't walk to work now... owh well, i can start 2mr anyway, just to take off my patch~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats for today, so long peeps~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: thanks for the advices on the previous post peeps, love you guys... and some curious personnels did asked on who was the fella, i thinki will tell it when i am ready... though i cant say i am now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-4519007025440759765?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/4519007025440759765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=4519007025440759765' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4519007025440759765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4519007025440759765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/mens-best-friend-sometimes-other-way.html' title='Men&apos;s best friend, sometimes the other way round~'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/Sa5dNoGIKLI/AAAAAAAAAsA/tXH_FhmUqCs/s72-c/03-03-09_1935.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-571667594179352771</id><published>2009-03-01T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T12:03:17.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>That dirty little chinese secret</title><content type='html'>最近又再胡思乱想乐，搞不好之后会患上精神错裂。看到朋友们一步一步地走向人生的分叉路，不禁地打了冷震。自己又在想什么呢？到底我会走向哪边呢？医科与 媒体，倆拥有各自的特色和利弊，但打从心里我又对哪个领域的倾向会较强呢？？想到这点，脑里常常在打仗，心里也不断地唤起了自相矛盾的念头，天啊！！！我 怎么那么乱啊？？？？？？&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ＳＰＭ&lt;/span&gt;成绩在３月１２号就揭晓了，希望i到时候真的可以好好朝向生活目标前进吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另一方面，在胡思乱想中，也对自己的性倾向渐渐地涌起了疑心。我，到底会有可能变成&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;同性恋&lt;/span&gt;吗？？？　说真的，十年前我可能说是喜欢女生但被十年的肥仔生活的概念与摧残下，我发现，就算我终于有了标准&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;男孩的身体&lt;/span&gt;，我还是留下了&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;童年的阴影&lt;/span&gt;，到了今天，也不敢与女生谈上一场&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;恋爱&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我变了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我害怕被伤害，而变。&lt;br /&gt;我害怕被批评，而变。&lt;br /&gt;我害怕被拒绝，而变。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或许是曾经被伤害，或许已放弃，我知道想和一个女生在一起是对自己的&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;背叛&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知不觉，我发现，我与女生，除了&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;好朋友&lt;/span&gt;之外，再也不可能发展到下个阶段。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对。我有女友陪伴我，但是，在&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;他&lt;/span&gt;的手下，哪怕只有一句“你还好吧？”也足于让我整天&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;心花怒放&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我到了这刻也不断地在责问我。就算想发展，也是&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;禁断的感情&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;应该是中三起，我已对他留下了深刻的应像。说起来，还蛮怀念与他发诳的日子。到了中五，与他共处一室，更常瞪住他的背影，好让他回头答复我的眼神。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老实说，他是蛮厉害&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;放电&lt;/span&gt;的，而我就是“&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;被电者&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;排名第一的&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但我们都算是好友，在一起时日子也不会过得尴尬。与他相处，就好像每天都在过&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;情人节&lt;/span&gt;一样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然我知道他只当我是朋友，心中的思念并不会消失。而我，也傻傻地支持他所作的一切。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算为了把他和另一个女友撮合，我也己所不为，毕竟，喜欢一个人，只为了让他开心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要他笑，我的心里也开放着欢喜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想起来，总觉得自己还&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;蛮变态&lt;/span&gt;的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了今天，大家都还在问我，交了&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;女友&lt;/span&gt;吗？我都不会回答，因为，我对自己的性倾向是一窍不通的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许我还有&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;结婚的机会&lt;/span&gt;；也许，我还在等着&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;他来接受我&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;读者们&lt;/span&gt;读了这段稿，对我会有&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;极大的改观&lt;/span&gt;的说，我为有说，&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;我看错了你&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-571667594179352771?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/571667594179352771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=571667594179352771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/571667594179352771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/571667594179352771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-dirty-little-chinese-secret.html' title='That dirty little chinese secret'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-4264544004600745786</id><published>2009-02-28T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T12:02:21.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Of the personality test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="resultsTxtContent" id="moreAboutYouScroll"&gt;                             &lt;h5 id="Assertive"&gt;Assertive&lt;/h5&gt;               &lt;p&gt;You behave in a confident and forceful manner, take charge of the situation, raise your hand in class, stand up for what you think is right, and lead others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are not interested in fading into the woodwork, leaving everything to fate, taking more time than necessary to accomplish a task, or avoiding confrontation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Among those who have a high score on the "assertive" trait, many have jobs in which they are valued for their organizational skills as well as their talent for supervising others.&lt;/p&gt;                                &lt;h5 id="Sympathetic"&gt;Sympathetic&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You have a knack for knowing what's going on in the hearts and minds of those around you, without their having to tell you explicitly. People tend to turn to you with their problems because they know you care, and that you will likely offer good advice and a helping hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You do not feel that people with sad stories are just looking for attention, or have brought their problems upon themselves. &lt;/p&gt;                                &lt;h5 id="Buttoned-Down"&gt;Buttoned-Down&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You like to know that everything is in its place; it's somehow empowering to know that the world around you is neat and organized. For you, schedules and timelines are great ways to stay on track, and mowing down the items on your "to do" list is a source of happiness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You do not believe that a clean, orderly desk is the sign of a person who doesn't have enough to do; you don't thrive on a sense of personal anarchy.&lt;/p&gt;                                &lt;h5 id="Warm"&gt;Warm&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You have a genuine interest in other people. You're a natural host, and are always thinking about how you can increase the happiness of those around you. When friends have problems or are in trouble, you're usually the first person they turn to for aid and comfort.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You don't always say exactly what you're thinking; you don't like the idea of causing anyone pain because of your criticism.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scoring high on the "warm" trait suggests that you are among those who enjoy domestic activities — doing things around the house — and are enthusiastic about charitable work, helping others, and making the world a better place.&lt;/p&gt;                                &lt;h5 id="Tender"&gt;Tender&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You are gentle with others, both physically and emotionally. You are careful not to upset people and go out of your way to find the nicest way to say something. You naturally focus on the fact that the world is full of wonderful people, places, and things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You don't think of yourself as tough-minded or gruff, nor do you need to be seen as some kind of objective source of truth and rationality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More often than not, people with a high score on the "tender" trait enjoy spending time with children, love romantic movies, and are enthusiastic about making the world a better place.&lt;/p&gt;                                &lt;h5 id="Empathetic"&gt;Empathetic&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You are in touch with your own feelings, which helps put you in touch with the feelings of others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You don't buy the logic that your happiness comes ahead of everyone else's because unless you're happy you're incapable of making anyone else happy. &lt;/p&gt;                                &lt;h5 id="Emotional"&gt;Emotional&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You let it all hang out, and those around you always know what you're going through. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are not isolated from your emotions; no one would call you "cold-blooded," or even "cool as a cucumber." &lt;/p&gt;                                &lt;h5 id="Passionate"&gt;Passionate&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You are in touch with your emotions, and sometimes you react before you think. The good news: you don't tamp down your feelings. The bad news: you sometimes say or do things that you later wish you could take back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You do not live your life on an even keel; you do not go for long periods without experiencing some mood swings. &lt;/p&gt;                                &lt;h5 id="Aesthetic"&gt;Aesthetic&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You appreciate art, beauty, and design; you know that they are not superficial but absolutely crucial to living the good life. You have good taste, and you're proud of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You don't think it's pretentious to be moved by art and beauty. You're not one of those who believe it doesn't matter what something looks like as long as it does its job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those with a high score on the "aesthetic" trait are often employed in literary or artistic professions, enjoy domestic activities — doing things around the house — and are enthusiastic about the arts, reading, and travel.&lt;/p&gt;                                &lt;h5 id="Creative"&gt;Creative&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You are good at solving problems, coming up with original ideas, and seeing connections between things, connections that most other people miss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You do not shun abstractions and concepts in favor of the concrete and tangible. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People with a high score on the "creative" trait often are employed in such fields as finance and scientific research, and enjoy avant garde and classical music as well as literary fiction and scholarly non-fiction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think i really have to agree with most of the traits up there, the first 3 traits were my OUTSHINE traits, so peeps, are they?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-4264544004600745786?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/4264544004600745786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=4264544004600745786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4264544004600745786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4264544004600745786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-he-or-she.html' title='Of the personality test'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-6585486752812332879</id><published>2009-02-26T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:19:55.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Mokia and Zamsung?</title><content type='html'>Working in&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Hei Tech Ville&lt;/span&gt;, 8th Floor, Room number 2 for 2 days have been quite interesting. Well, at least my superior is super cool... He lets us off earlier which is like just 30 minutes only, but i don't think any other places do that. And he had also explained plenty Secrets of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ELECTRONICS&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is better? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mokia&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Zamsung&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ELJee&lt;/span&gt;, Notorollia, or&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Zony Berickzone&lt;/span&gt;? Well,actually he said Zamsung is the best so far, considering everything now... Me and my friend who worked there together doubted Zamsung's capability but after some &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;brain-washing&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Mr Yong&lt;/span&gt;, we agreed to this statement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mokia, the 1st choice of people in the world, because of their low cost and user-friendly function, but one thing is, Mokia uses components made of harmful radiating substances, so Yong's friends who visited the factory of Mokia in Qhina never ever want to use Mokia again... and i was intimidated too hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Zony B, the sound system doesn't meet the standard and may cause&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; ear cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; due to the radiation also, as Zony B was once banned also, according to Iong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the last option around would be Zamsung, as it is the 2nd place, after Mokia , following by I-phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhkay.,.. now im confused again coz he IS a pro, and trust me he can twist and turn electronics and codes of phone, computers and electronics like crazy, and all the problems he came up with, maybe i should give Zamsung a shot, since i can call him anytime for FREE repair service, if he is nice enough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo... more info feed on phones and electronics dude, PS: i know some of the phone codes now and i can hack into ur deleted videos, files, messages and musics in your phones and pcs... muahahahaha,,,, dont let me catch u &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;RED HEE-ANDED~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all peeps!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-6585486752812332879?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/6585486752812332879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=6585486752812332879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6585486752812332879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/6585486752812332879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/mokia-and-zamsung.html' title='Mokia and Zamsung?'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-7768593609853312729</id><published>2009-02-24T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:12:45.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hired again</title><content type='html'>Owhkay finally my status is updated to "EMPLOYED" again, owh well, after these whole month of stay-at-home-and-rot after chinese newy year, i have successfully put in a few more kilos (OH MY EFFING GODDDDDDDDD!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, no use crying over spilt milk, time to get serious and start putting up the diet plan again.. and back to hired, i will be working in Menara Hi-Tech just beside Segi College subang starting tomorrow as a software downloader... if you guys out there ever wanna yam cha with me, you can call me up and we can meet in summit~~` Starbucks is gud enough mmuahahahahahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rm 5 per hour, worth the trouble, but the real trouble is the tranposrt of getting there, anyone wants to let me hitch hike to summit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last joke before i wrap up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl: mum what is a penis?&lt;br /&gt;mum: penis is a something you will have once you become a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;girl: what if i becomes a bad girl?&lt;br /&gt;mum: then you will have a lot of penises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb, but at least you are laughing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-7768593609853312729?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/7768593609853312729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=7768593609853312729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7768593609853312729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7768593609853312729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/hired-again.html' title='Hired again'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-3638065763012474010</id><published>2009-02-23T12:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T13:08:10.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Accelerators, Brakes And Clutches 5</title><content type='html'>Yes i have passed on the road test with having some tea with my examiners but my bukit was a downer.... yes i have failed... trying next monday~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly it was the freakin cars!!!! Malaysia is too poor to have good quality cars for exams... the hand brake of my car was litterally crushed i can even see the spring!!! And fuck those examiners... that fat ass... ask me to do again..... my second time was a real fucked up ass cause ya know what? the accelerators coudln't be felt!!! and i mati engine when i was heading upwards... I was trying to go slow, but too bad the fucking car mati on the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh welll done nagging time to be nagged~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away.&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-3638065763012474010?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/3638065763012474010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=3638065763012474010' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3638065763012474010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3638065763012474010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-accelerators-brakes-and-clutches-5.html' title='Of Accelerators, Brakes And Clutches 5'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-7065781090046194609</id><published>2009-02-22T14:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:32:34.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of Accelerators, Brakes And Clutches 4</title><content type='html'>Okay, This might be the 2nd last posts on my driving lessons, and gosh I am obsessed to get this posts done by next monday, because I'm having my P License EXAM!!!!!! Tomorrow, 6.30 a.m. I will have to start shivering of fear, because it have been 3 months since I had sat for an exam, again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that would be for tomorrow's post, what is interesting was yesterday. Guess what? I went for driving lessons with Yuet and May Zhen. Since MZ was only having her 3rd time, she was with Mr Ting, so me and Yuet the PROs(so to speak) went with ourselves. So we did the basics, Bukitting, 3 Point Turn and also Parking. We both did splendid jobs on those, until yuet got a little panicky and I tagged on panicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bukitting, and yuet was trying to go down the slope.What was stupid is that she "mati-enjin" meaning the car's engine died off(direct translation) when she was half way going down the slope. As a panicking pair, Yuet was busy restarting while I automatically pulled the Hand BRake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As result, the 140 kg load pulled down to the gravity with a loud "SHREKKKKKKK" sound when I pulled the hand brake. And Yuet was like, "Ooi!!!! Don't pull lar! I started the engine already!!!" but deaf me who only Obeserve instead of listen ignored. As she released the hand brake, the car started moving freaking  fast and I pulled the HBrake again because it was kinda "jam" after the slope cause everyone is doing parking also. And there goes another "SHREKKKKK" session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next was parking. Yuet kinda stumbled and knocked down a "ti-ang" and I had to picked up for her. And that was when she spotted a "leng-chai" behind us. She was happy yet embarassed. We said sorry to the guy with a wave and continued with 3 point turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the whole day, yuet was obssessed in "bumping" into the leng chai, luckily she didn't mean it literally or its De-Ja-Vu for me, referring to&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" href="http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/01/stuffs-about-me.html"&gt;*my first accident*&lt;/a&gt; to know more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on we went for On-the-road syllabus, which is a migrain coz we need to memorize the route.... nonsense... but anyway... its only gonna be one day, and ader bagi duit kopi sikit so hope can pass with a breeze....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my P, i will be free and I can hunt down every pastry shop I can find in Subang Jaya and also every Fitness First everyday to "re-build" mua body ~~~ muahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SPM results is near the corner... hope I can score well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-7065781090046194609?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/7065781090046194609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=7065781090046194609' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7065781090046194609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/7065781090046194609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-accelerators-brakes-and-clutches-4.html' title='Of Accelerators, Brakes And Clutches 4'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-3770409505787954041</id><published>2009-02-19T15:09:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:20:02.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><title type='text'>Fantasizing~</title><content type='html'>How kiddy you think i might be, i found myself freaking lifeless enough to do this.. Okay, remember when you were small and you were all into Power Rangers and all the cartoons??? We didn't know Special Effects existed before, until we were in like what? Secondary school? Nevertheless, my heart still lies young and wild for my fantasies to burn every night~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I was back in secondary school, I was stuck to a group of great friends, which I always though of ourselves as a team of super heroes(bullshitting*rolling eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had the first blue ranger in mind, it would be IMAN!!!! Coz he is super smart and most blues are smart!!! muahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0gJkL_HhI/AAAAAAAAAqA/V_GomSKcy0c/s1600-h/DSC03564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0gJkL_HhI/AAAAAAAAAqA/V_GomSKcy0c/s320/DSC03564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304431284817174034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't he yummy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0N8A11NMI/AAAAAAAAAnI/FH_LnluVda8/s1600-h/157593-191415-blue-power-ranger_sup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0N8A11NMI/AAAAAAAAAnI/FH_LnluVda8/s320/157593-191415-blue-power-ranger_sup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304411260781409474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was two of my favourite blueys for iman coz they were sooo smart and cool!!! Billy and Justin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0N8J2Ee2I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/jgusZwtmgbs/s1600-h/JUSTIN44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0N8J2Ee2I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/jgusZwtmgbs/s320/JUSTIN44.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304411263198329698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as an external gift, Iman was gifter with Premonition, so he knew all the test papers' questions hahaha, like how Phoebe had in Charmed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/?action=view&amp;amp;current=prem.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/prem.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool right? Haha i know, special effects are such life-enrichment~ so, my team mate is next:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0TpvfpVPI/AAAAAAAAAnw/5SZJS_foPN0/s1600-h/redranger-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0TpvfpVPI/AAAAAAAAAnw/5SZJS_foPN0/s320/redranger-movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304417543957075186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0TpkWt_JI/AAAAAAAAAn4/8n6KLBhUI4M/s1600-h/prspd1-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0TpkWt_JI/AAAAAAAAAn4/8n6KLBhUI4M/s320/prspd1-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304417540966841490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer Renn!!! Of course he is in!!! He will be the best team mate ever! And i always had him as the REd Ranger! Why? The instincts~ And he would be the original red or SPD red~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0avUc890I/AAAAAAAAApI/FyRTSqwCbRM/s1600-h/DSC03544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0avUc890I/AAAAAAAAApI/FyRTSqwCbRM/s320/DSC03544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304425336358631234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since he likes Prue so much, he will definitely enjoy the gift of telekinesis~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tele.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/tele.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have two already, next would be the one and only Yi Xian!! a.k.a. Isaac in my fantasies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0W-MhTegI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kvzafcFS0_k/s1600-h/DSC03545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0W-MhTegI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kvzafcFS0_k/s320/DSC03545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304421193880926722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for him , I chose him to fit into the black rangers as he looks real good in black, I think though I had never seen him in black~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0XnmGwl4I/AAAAAAAAAog/VTRuIyR2A10/s1600-h/blackranger-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0XnmGwl4I/AAAAAAAAAog/VTRuIyR2A10/s320/blackranger-movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304421905123547010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0XnnOHv3I/AAAAAAAAAoY/DkI9B2ObYd4/s1600-h/CARLOS173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0XnnOHv3I/AAAAAAAAAoY/DkI9B2ObYd4/s320/CARLOS173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304421905422860146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he blow things up like advanced-Piper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blow.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/blow.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know we are desperate for girls right now, fine.. As for PINK, I chose my mama~Stephanie to fit into it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0aJfLh9vI/AAAAAAAAAoo/k9CG9W2QjMQ/s1600-h/DSC02870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0aJfLh9vI/AAAAAAAAAoo/k9CG9W2QjMQ/s320/DSC02870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304424686403319538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0aJgLBQ3I/AAAAAAAAAow/tgzhl6VhfAg/s1600-h/mystic1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0aJgLBQ3I/AAAAAAAAAow/tgzhl6VhfAg/s320/mystic1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304424686669611890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0ajHx1oqI/AAAAAAAAAo4/3JtXBa17Ohk/s1600-h/pinkranger-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0ajHx1oqI/AAAAAAAAAo4/3JtXBa17Ohk/s320/pinkranger-movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304425126798140066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for her external powers, Freezing molecules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/?action=view&amp;amp;current=freeze.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/freeze.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget, yuet yin is definitely in the club~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0cJZLWYbI/AAAAAAAAApg/rg3KLrQNB9Q/s1600-h/DSC02874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0cJZLWYbI/AAAAAAAAApg/rg3KLrQNB9Q/s320/DSC02874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304426883815203250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And who she is gonna be? She is the one and only Yellow Ranger muahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0d_AKAicI/AAAAAAAAApw/HswUiSdZ6e0/s1600-h/yellowranger-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 326px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0d_AKAicI/AAAAAAAAApw/HswUiSdZ6e0/s320/yellowranger-movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304428904323254722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0d-29V15I/AAAAAAAAApo/l86a61I5_SY/s1600-h/yellowranger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 331px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0d-29V15I/AAAAAAAAApo/l86a61I5_SY/s320/yellowranger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304428901854205842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she was gifted with levitating powers for the karate kicks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lev.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/lev.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie... We had fun didn't we? 5 cool rangers!! and cool powers! But, 5 fellow is boring, lets make it to 7 should we?Some may be unsatisfy of this, but i am satisfied because green somehow suites Jia Wei a lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0iF__kQHI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/MxP4KbbhgfE/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0iF__kQHI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/MxP4KbbhgfE/s320/DSC00253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304433422585053298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, he inherits the power of Green~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0itT3XOBI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Ir3mqVbCTdg/s1600-h/greenranger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0itT3XOBI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Ir3mqVbCTdg/s320/greenranger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304434097934252050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0itt2lw8I/AAAAAAAAAqg/8lOlQLoWWo4/s1600-h/250px-PRZ_Green_Zeo_Ranger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0itt2lw8I/AAAAAAAAAqg/8lOlQLoWWo4/s320/250px-PRZ_Green_Zeo_Ranger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304434104910332866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for his external powers, Astral Projection~like what prue had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/?action=view&amp;amp;current=astral.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/astral.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the last mate, your one and only truely, ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0mk8_WqZI/AAAAAAAAAqw/rPj6SOhXV30/s1600-h/DSC03890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0mk8_WqZI/AAAAAAAAAqw/rPj6SOhXV30/s320/DSC03890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304438352401312146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not a good image, but i have to persevere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had always wanna be the odd one out, which makes me the white and gold ranger!!Though i didn't really love the white ranger, he had Gold on him hahahaha.... But the latest Go-on gold really blend into me!!1 He is super cool with his boxing moves~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0nndQKeII/AAAAAAAAArQ/lZ-y-zMjQ4M/s1600-h/whiteranger-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0nndQKeII/AAAAAAAAArQ/lZ-y-zMjQ4M/s320/whiteranger-movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304439494933117058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0nnce8NjI/AAAAAAAAArI/NeDE-9bfKqM/s1600-h/img20080727_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0nnce8NjI/AAAAAAAAArI/NeDE-9bfKqM/s320/img20080727_t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304439494726661682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  for my external powers, I loved Paige's power of orbing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/?action=view&amp;amp;current=orbing.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/orbing.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telekinesis Orbing and Teleport-Orbing.. super cool~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tkorb.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr256/kd0708/tkorb.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sucky huh? I got 2while others got only one... owh well thats linked powers~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... so im outta boredome now~~~ to wrap it up, my power gang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0p2AS0X0I/AAAAAAAAArg/QdgQefS3uTg/s1600-h/DSC03923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 526px; height: 359px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0p2AS0X0I/AAAAAAAAArg/QdgQefS3uTg/s320/DSC03923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304441943880916802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently indulging in Charmed series again~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-3770409505787954041?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/3770409505787954041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=3770409505787954041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3770409505787954041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3770409505787954041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/fantasizing.html' title='Fantasizing~'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZ0gJkL_HhI/AAAAAAAAAqA/V_GomSKcy0c/s72-c/DSC03564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-3238996497683785050</id><published>2009-02-17T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:11:57.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Of Accelerators, Brakes and Clutches + Gear 3</title><content type='html'>Sounds boring but still, i have to say driving is real tiring, especially, when you are 6 footed squeezed into a kancil, constantly need to compress the clutch and change the gear.. Yes, that would be me*smack head into monitor* why do we have to suffer all these crap??? Ugh.. anyways.. today i dealt with 3 stuffs, which completes my driving syllabus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) 3 point turn&lt;br /&gt;B) parking and&lt;br /&gt;C) On the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, these are basics, thousand times easier than drifting, but look, I sweated like mad in the car!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was told to drive all the way from some astray housing area to my circuit, it was a real pain as i need to keep changing the gear, looking out for cars, balancing the freaking clutch and acceltr... my goodness.... This is even worse than the days of me running around in the corridors of Rakuzen... yet I perservered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the hang of signalling by now, its just the gear and balancing.. I still need a few more hours nof practising as I am still confused of when and where to apply them, wish my driving day aint gonna be this bad, if I "mati-enjin" as much as the times i ahve made today, I will be dead.. *hang head with cloth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three point turn waa easy in theory, just three simple steps:&lt;br /&gt;A) Enter the rectangular from the leftside, never from the right and then stop.&lt;br /&gt;B) See the arrow, enter it and sgtaring turning when the car reach the 2nd "ti-ang"&lt;br /&gt;C) Brake once you have reach near the "ti-ang" and turn the steering to the left MAX&lt;br /&gt;D) Then  change to Reverse gear, and release the clutch SLOWLY, and rest the feet at the brake pad, and watch the car reversing.&lt;br /&gt;E) Same formula, watch for the "ti-ang" and brake once you are close enough.&lt;br /&gt;F)Turn the steering to the right MAX ans release the clutch slowly.&lt;br /&gt;G)Make a u-turn b turning to the left MAX.&lt;br /&gt;H)Once reach the 1st "ti-ang" turn twice full circles to the right and continue driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, make it 3-squared steps, but it is ok.. I jujst need to watch for my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for parking, I think i still need a  LOT more practices... But few simple basic formulas:&lt;br /&gt;A)Drive into the rectangle and make sure the car is alligned with the yellow line.&lt;br /&gt;B)then turn to the &gt;&gt;&gt;Oops&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only continue this post tomorrow because my sis is flaming now... what to do? my pc crashed!!! somebody help me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, exam is next monday!!! this friday another leg cramming session!! wish me luck peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-3238996497683785050?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/3238996497683785050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=3238996497683785050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3238996497683785050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/3238996497683785050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-accelerators-brakes-and-clutches.html' title='Of Accelerators, Brakes and Clutches + Gear 3'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-8440141911533985472</id><published>2009-02-15T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:05:11.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuffnang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I’m Going Kame Hame Ha with Dragonball Evolution’</title><content type='html'>Okay... Nuffnang did it again!!! I so love NN right now~ shitty bimboic act~ nothing less, the picture~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbrV-B9QeI/AAAAAAAAAmc/08httPJ_1Xw/s1600-h/kamehameha+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbrV-B9QeI/AAAAAAAAAmc/08httPJ_1Xw/s320/kamehameha+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302684373936325090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ME and my beloved sister~ who ever who know these two peeps, do not laugh ok? They are real cool in real life, maybe i shall get another picture tomorow... Post subject to edit ok?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/blog/2009/02/13/nuffnang-goes-kame-hame-ha/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/nuffnang_logo_dragonball.jpg" alt="nuffnang_logo_dragonball.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4124825883839254709-8440141911533985472?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/8440141911533985472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=8440141911533985472' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8440141911533985472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/8440141911533985472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-going-kame-hame-ha-with-dragonball.html' title='I’m Going Kame Hame Ha with Dragonball Evolution’'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbrV-B9QeI/AAAAAAAAAmc/08httPJ_1Xw/s72-c/kamehameha+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-1827774560910142463</id><published>2009-02-14T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:59:08.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>We have a V-babe in da housE!</title><content type='html'>So my cousin bro is having his 14th birthday on February 14th, happy birthday my favouriye cousin!!!!! May you stay fit, sexy, hot and yummy forever!!! (HE have a freaking tough ass!!! I like to kick them all the time... *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbp1FlEWaI/AAAAAAAAAl8/5HEMfqYkeyI/s1600-h/DSC04293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbp1FlEWaI/AAAAAAAAAl8/5HEMfqYkeyI/s320/DSC04293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302682709515327906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The green tea cake from RT house, best in sJ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbp1wfmvsI/AAAAAAAAAmE/gzLNT1uDV6U/s1600-h/DSC04296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbp1wfmvsI/AAAAAAAAAmE/gzLNT1uDV6U/s320/DSC04296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302682721035140802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prank to make him Creamy~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbp2CbrDfI/AAAAAAAAAmM/P33oPKPHSS0/s1600-h/DSC04300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbp2CbrDfI/AAAAAAAAAmM/P33oPKPHSS0/s320/DSC04300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302682725850484210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The same ol ceremony~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbp2b_12vI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ocHGfda0S7s/s1600-h/DSC04305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbp2b_12vI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ocHGfda0S7s/s320/DSC04305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302682732713073394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A candid to close the post~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-1827774560910142463?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/1827774560910142463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=1827774560910142463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1827774560910142463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1827774560910142463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-have-v-babe-in-da-house.html' title='We have a V-babe in da housE!'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbp1FlEWaI/AAAAAAAAAl8/5HEMfqYkeyI/s72-c/DSC04293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-2728912847256955127</id><published>2009-02-14T18:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:07:20.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Has not hit puberty but can ejaculate???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbNZr_tJUI/AAAAAAAAAlE/diRBQ6KRys8/s1600-h/alg_thesunfrontpage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbNZr_tJUI/AAAAAAAAAlE/diRBQ6KRys8/s320/alg_thesunfrontpage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302651452465685826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, don't let the title scare now should we? It is not about the human male's anatomy, its about what is happening around the world right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little guy over here is only 13 this freaking year, and he freaking became a baby girl's father right now... Don't let his looks deceive you, as this little cutey here has already lose his virginity by now... Gosh, even I who has reached 17 last August haven't even been through that and his baby girl, Maisie is already born this February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbNZum6kBI/AAAAAAAAAk8/l_fY6toplbY/s1600-h/aP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbNZum6kBI/AAAAAAAAAk8/l_fY6toplbY/s320/aP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302651453167013906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See the cudly little girl there? Her mum and her dad. Gosh what is really going on with the world right now? First its gay and lesbian, though people have been accepting them now and they have their very rights by now, which I do stand by them. Now, its underage parenthood??? Okay, need a break from this reality~ Fine, it is OKAY for them to have the baby, it is FINE to know and undergo the process of LEARNING about sex by having one, but look, how are they gonna survive later on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, even if they are gonna be happily ever after, but now the problem is, he is 13, and he is performing against the law. He is having premarital plus prematured sex. Actually, THEY are having it. But now what is concerned about is not how they do it, it is WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex Education has been one of the top rated event around the globe lately, due to the soaring statistics of STD, or simpler, HIV or AIDS. Boys and girls reach their puberty at around 13 and 11 respectively, yet this little guy up there had sex during 12? and if you do the math, the girl concieved the baby around what, June last year? Holy dang!!!!! Look, the point is, who is there to guide these lost lambs? Out of curiosity they just have it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, today i was quite well exposed to Sexual Education subject, from the internet and the television. I recalled the movie "Parenthood" in HBO, which they conveyed a down-to-earth scene on how parents in the 90s and even today facing problem in dealing with their kids, and one of them was watching porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I don't mind people watching honestly, cause one of my friends has been telling the whole school how it is and all the vocabularies they have in it including,blow job, hand job, anal sex, cumming, bukkake or whatever it is, and turn out he is still a great friend! And watching porn DOESN't corrupt your mind that much, it actually doesn't affect you at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because it was the high time adolescences learn about all these stuffs!! Yes, in the science text book form 3, there are knowledge on these subjects but hey, they are just black and white printed pictures, how the hell are we suppose to imagine that? So, most took the path in surfing the net and started watching porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No i don't , I can't imagine the picture of the girl's thingy from how my friends conveyed it. I had only seen the guy's dick and that is that. Not till I get married... Talk about premarital oaths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was how most of the guys in my school knows about the sex organs of male and female, not to mention some curious chicks. But, for these case, I thjink the proper guidance of parents is quite neccesary around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality check, I didn't mean asking the parents to go straigh to their children's faces and sat, "you wanna know about masturbating?" HELL NO!!!! Look, what I meant was, the parents knowing the condition of their children and understand that they are also humans, and they are adapting to the fact that sex is part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEs, reproduction chapter in Malaysia's science did mentioned that in black and white, but something emotional and hormonal CAN NEVER be written into these books. The most they can do is sit down, and ask nicely and without threatening to their child on issues about sex and their body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PErsonally, it would be super weird if my dad comes into my room and start asking these questions, and even I wil try my best in avoiding to tell my parents about these stuffs, but if the parents are smart enough, they can get their nephews or nieces to ask, like how the lady in the movie did to know about his son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He had one of his WHAMMY last month, (*in this case, masturbation lar...) and he was feeling quite awkward. And he was worried that he is some kind of pervert..." said the cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, its ok. So, what else?" the mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said its fine for guys to do it. It makes us happy. And he smiled," the cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gary smiled? He smiled?" asked the mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes he sure did." After a silent 30 seconds, the mum said, "Thanks for helping me out.Guess he needed a male adult to talk to him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I doubt even his father could explain it nicely to him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how psychology works miraculously one more time?? All you need to do is talk, and a little bit of persuasion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he had his sex and his baby girl, Alfie Patten nw the only hope I have is that you can lead a happy life along with your daughter and wife... You will definitely turn into a freaking handsome, hunky hunk~(being gay again)As for the wife, lets hope he will not have another sex with another girl out there in the future~ Maisie, welcome to the world my dear, where most suffering starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, one of the statement in the article stroke me, "the boys has not reached puberty and he is a father"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold a second, how can he possibly ejaculate when he has not reached puberty? Puberty is considered reach when a male's&lt;br /&gt;1)scrotum and penis enlarge&lt;br /&gt;2)and has course voice&lt;br /&gt;3)growing pubic hair&lt;br /&gt;4)elongated arms and legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right? no? so, if he hasn't reached puberty yet... I have no idea where he got his semen from.. owh well too much of biology in my head right now~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbdlGB-K0I/AAAAAAAAAlU/cOaHb_IJaWc/s1600-h/Durex_Natural_Feel_Lube_LRG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbdlGB-K0I/AAAAAAAAAlU/cOaHb_IJaWc/s320/Durex_Natural_Feel_Lube_LRG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302669240619117378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, not to teach you little under 18s to have sex but if you really can't stop the urge, get a durex... they have all flavours and lengths, get your lubs and diaphragm and spermicides if you want... contraceptives are essentials~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbdlPhotVI/AAAAAAAAAlM/UsdbwwdNW48/s1600-h/durex_love_tin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbdlPhotVI/AAAAAAAAAlM/UsdbwwdNW48/s320/durex_love_tin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302669243167847762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a complain.... Is it wrong for a guy to have big tits?(nipples) I just have no idea these friends of mine just keep playing around with the fact that when i wear bright-coloured shirts, my tits are very obvious. This is when the guys kept drooling and the girls kept asking me to get a bra.. What size am I suppose to get? A cup? YUCK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, im still confused of my future... which course to take????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-2728912847256955127?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/2728912847256955127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=2728912847256955127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/2728912847256955127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/2728912847256955127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/has-not-hit-puberty-but-can-ejaculate.html' title='Has not hit puberty but can ejaculate???'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZbNZr_tJUI/AAAAAAAAAlE/diRBQ6KRys8/s72-c/alg_thesunfrontpage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-5385909652563894373</id><published>2009-02-13T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:24:05.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocupation'/><title type='text'>Of Life and Futures</title><content type='html'>I'm lifeless, jobless, practically nothingness is drowning my life in the moment... So, I decided to continue my Japanese Language Studies no matter how hard I need to catch up, yet this means more budget for the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am telling you peeps, I have been locking myself in the house for 2 whole months but I can still spend a lot!!! I'm still short in Cash$$$$$... Why? Because I have so much to buy thanks to my clumsiness and somehow, coveting nature of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is there to spend on?&lt;br /&gt;1) Japanese Studies, Advance 1=&gt; rm280 private lesson + 14 lessons (rm205)+text book rm30&lt;br /&gt;total=&gt;rm510&lt;br /&gt;2) Squash set, brand new=&gt;rm 369(racquet and bag) + rm120(shoes)&lt;br /&gt;total=&gt;rm490&lt;br /&gt;3) New handset, Nokia 5800 Express music=&gt;rm 1500&lt;br /&gt;4) New laptop for further studies=&gt;rm4000++&lt;br /&gt;5) New college outfits=&gt;rm200++ no need to expensive lar... save money but with style~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWBh2Ir_SI/AAAAAAAAAkk/C728vTkwUhg/s1600-h/nokia-5800-express-music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWBh2Ir_SI/AAAAAAAAAkk/C728vTkwUhg/s320/nokia-5800-express-music.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302286554766245154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand total=&gt;rm6700++ all in the month of february and march!!!!! omg... im such a spendthrift..... what's worse, the tuition fees and miscilleneous fees aren't included yet!!!! OMGoodness!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i pass my accounts? haha had the basics but the real calculating is a real pain in my ass so i decided to ditch it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what I am having now is a major paranoisme... I love biology, and I would really love it to run in the corridors of hospitals, AS a surgeon or doctor.. Yet, I will also enjoy meeting up people from various countries,companies and cultures and running events as the organizing comittee... So, now I have two completely different paths laid infront of my future, which path to take??&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWCTV_V9FI/AAAAAAAAAks/ml77eFGFRKw/s1600-h/stethoscope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWCTV_V9FI/AAAAAAAAAks/ml77eFGFRKw/s320/stethoscope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302287405130576978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of the form 4 literature peom, The road not take... Owh dear... which is the road to be not taken? I do like being a professional like doctors and all, helping peopl and giving advices and all, at the same time and same rate, I prefer running around , collectiing informations and holding up an event, making sure the crowd hits the place and have fun till they reach their hearts' core!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWBh_O550I/AAAAAAAAAkc/24zIesYLZJg/s1600-h/meeting+people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWBh_O550I/AAAAAAAAAkc/24zIesYLZJg/s320/meeting+people.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302286557208241986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeps, I'm really confused now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I chose doctor at first not only of my biology frenziness, at the same time its also because my mum asked me to. Ya know, the same ol'talk...&lt;br /&gt;"Doctors are profs, they earn later, very stable, see SJMC, doctors are needed every where... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I get it really I do, but now I'm more afraid of my capabilities later on. SPM is an easy level of life, I can handle the Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWBhrZWLcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/2vY-x5uFkos/s1600-h/chemistry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWBhrZWLcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/2vY-x5uFkos/s320/chemistry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302286551883328962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Biology there, but I'm not sure if I will be able to in later stages of my life, knowing the cranial bones ain't as easy as it seems, and the redox reactions are now inserted with extra elements and the ions are no joke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWBhvslskI/AAAAAAAAAkE/bR9VHJCaRmU/s1600-h/biology.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWBhvslskI/AAAAAAAAAkE/bR9VHJCaRmU/s320/biology.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302286553037779522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm just worried, because I'm yet to be exposed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much in PR yet to be discovered too! I mean, people are earning bucks in PR nowadays ,even more when you are dealing with big shots such as, Maxis, Poh Kong, Dutch Lady, Sunway Pyramid or even The Prince... I will really enjoy meeting new people and new stuffs, and explore the miracles between people.... Shit.. I need a LIFE councellor.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWBh4j7h5I/AAAAAAAAAkU/apRpOx4b0iY/s1600-h/marketing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWBh4j7h5I/AAAAAAAAAkU/apRpOx4b0iY/s320/marketing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302286555417380754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm really fond of the character Sunny in the Gem of Life, not because that he is gay and hot, but how far he would do for his love... Imagine this instead, he tells his girlfriend that he is a gay and married with the another just to make sure his girl friend marry another guys which can lead him to a better future.... Can you imagine that???? Wonder if i can go so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWCT6z62zI/AAAAAAAAAk0/CW1h2itGlp8/s1600-h/thegemoflifeon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWCT6z62zI/AAAAAAAAAk0/CW1h2itGlp8/s320/thegemoflifeon5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302287415014775602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I will try to choose a girl to marry instead a guy, unless I have no choice like it is in the story, as the impact is different... Girls will feel worse if a guy choose her over another GUY instead a girl, because she couldn't evem compare to a guy... See how psychology works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Off,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-5385909652563894373?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/5385909652563894373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=5385909652563894373' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/5385909652563894373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/5385909652563894373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-life-and-futures.html' title='Of Life and Futures'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZWBh2Ir_SI/AAAAAAAAAkk/C728vTkwUhg/s72-c/nokia-5800-express-music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-1285029712991085320</id><published>2009-02-11T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T00:03:20.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of Accelarators, Breaks And Clutches 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZL2GkwwjMI/AAAAAAAAAjk/uOw3RQAWhXo/s1600-h/DSC04247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZL2GkwwjMI/AAAAAAAAAjk/uOw3RQAWhXo/s320/DSC04247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301570304176327874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok peeps, from the title you should know what i went through today again... Yes, driving lesson Part 2 !!!! Today, i hit the circuit again for doing "Bukitting" or literally mountaining. I think this is a must for all Malaysian drivers as it is in the test scope, for foreigners, i have no idea~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is so tough about driving? It is tough, when you are 6 foot tall and you have to squeeze in a Kancil for a government exam and train for one freaking month. The worse part, your legs are super long and your feet tends to get stuck between the brake pad and accelrator pad... Oh my goodness its like hell in there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today it mainly on balancing, as you will need it for the mountaining and turning... so the formula is...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZL2GxI5S5I/AAAAAAAAAj0/qD1RgQ38bVc/s1600-h/DSC04250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZL2GxI5S5I/AAAAAAAAAj0/qD1RgQ38bVc/s320/DSC04250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301570307498789778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A) Once you break pull the hand brake and change to free gear.&lt;br /&gt;(B) Press the clutch to max and change to gear one&lt;br /&gt;(C) Slowly releae the clutch till the whole car start shaking, do not do it too fast or your car will mati-enjin or rather, break down...&lt;br /&gt;(D) Once your car shaking , press the acclerator with the clutch on its released stae and release your hand brake.&lt;br /&gt;(E) Once released, you will move and Tadaa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was for moutaining... For turning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZL2Gy15_QI/AAAAAAAAAjs/GhF1J4iZZdE/s1600-h/DSC04248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZL2Gy15_QI/AAAAAAAAAjs/GhF1J4iZZdE/s320/DSC04248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301570307956014338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A) Once you reach teh white line, brake with the steering steered half.&lt;br /&gt;(B) Notice your gear whether it s in one or 2, if 2 change to gear one and pull your hand brake.&lt;br /&gt;(C) Release the clutch till the car shakes and press a little on the accelerator.&lt;br /&gt;(D) Release your handbrake, then release your clutch and accellerator slowly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are done!!! That was the theory, the practical should be a little hard, but i manage to save myself from mati-enjin that much... Confidence!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my instructor was rather both strict and lineant, but he stressed on the clutch a lot, and that is when i make my mistakes, CLutch, which idiot invented that??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, today was success, no terror,horror or anything else. Just a little extra sweat on the hand...*wiping hands on the lap* Next lesson on friday, hope I can be better on the road~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Yi Lin said that she doesn't like the pic in previous post, so i will post this one on the Giant and dwarf:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZL2G0i9Y5I/AAAAAAAAAj8/ncHsFvR7DA8/s1600-h/DSC03836_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZL2G0i9Y5I/AAAAAAAAAj8/ncHsFvR7DA8/s320/DSC03836_resize.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301570308413416338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do whatever I say or its pan cakes for you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Away,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-1285029712991085320?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/1285029712991085320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=1285029712991085320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1285029712991085320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/1285029712991085320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-accelarators-breaks-and-clutches-2_11.html' title='Of Accelarators, Breaks And Clutches 2'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZL2GkwwjMI/AAAAAAAAAjk/uOw3RQAWhXo/s72-c/DSC04247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-4264863371480915746</id><published>2009-02-11T10:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:16:15.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Dream dates for saturday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKJQB99oVI/AAAAAAAAAjc/fQ5LiB9-N2k/s1600-h/ValentinesMayhem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKJQB99oVI/AAAAAAAAAjc/fQ5LiB9-N2k/s320/ValentinesMayhem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301450619867734354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines, yes who doesn't know about this? Yet, does anyone really knew the meaning behind the celebration's name? From my frog-gitive knowledge, The Early Medieval &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acta" title="Acta"&gt;acta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; of either Saint Valentine were excerpted by Bede and briefly expounded in &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Legenda_Aurea" title="Legenda Aurea" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Legenda Aurea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-12" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Valentine%27s_Day#cite_note-12" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;13&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; According to that version, St Valentine was persecuted as a Christian and interrogated by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_Emperor" title="Roman Emperor"&gt;Roman Emperor&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Claudius_II" title="Claudius II" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Claudius II&lt;/a&gt; in person. Claudius was impressed by Valentine and had a discussion with him, attempting to get him to convert to Roman paganism in order to save his life. Valentine refused and tried to convert Claudius to Christianity instead. Because of this, he was executed. Before his execution, he is reported to have performed a miracle by healing the blind daughter of his jailer. One of the stories sounded like that. So, the element "love" didn't show As obvious as what we have in time. Article off,&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to dream dates, seriously, up-to-date I have no idea how a date actually sounds or feels like. Why? Haha... Because I'm in the "least-wanted-date" list on the top ranking, maybe... How does it feel when you walked down the halls in the mall; how does it feel sitting face to face with your date,sipping off the same glass of milkshake; how does it feel when both of you watch a romantic/horror movie(coz these two genre are when guys can take advantge of *grins*). Actually, I think I'm immuned to all these, after ten years of self-discrimination, I do not have the energy nor might left to think of getting a girl friend, let alone getting a date. Sometimes, looking at the couples walking around, I'd choose to enter MPH for a book to communicate with myself. I'd rather walk alone freely in the mall, instead of tagging with another personae which I need to please or follow. I don't know. It must be after the years' affections. I'm destinied to walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, dream dates are for people out there~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, dream dates for guys in my age, some had narrowed down to these:&lt;br /&gt;A&gt;Megan Fox, because of her body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKHjOWd9GI/AAAAAAAAAiM/c7DJNSepAFE/s1600-h/megan+fox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKHjOWd9GI/AAAAAAAAAiM/c7DJNSepAFE/s320/megan+fox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301448750586000482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&gt;Jessica Alba,because of the butt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKHjhJDN9I/AAAAAAAAAik/RzC4350Fuc8/s1600-h/jess+aba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKHjhJDN9I/AAAAAAAAAik/RzC4350Fuc8/s320/jess+aba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301448755629995986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&gt;Emma Watsons,because of her British slang?PS:put her brother in the most wanted list also....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKHjfLpnAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/G53IPtVQI-c/s1600-h/emma+watson+plus+bro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKHjfLpnAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/G53IPtVQI-c/s320/emma+watson+plus+bro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301448755104029698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you noticed all of them are americans? why couldn't they get some asians?&lt;br /&gt;D&gt;Most of them said hot Japanese chick off the streets of Tokyo, because they are great in bed???????&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKHjZTgVYI/AAAAAAAAAic/3wzTOJKQv-s/s1600-h/jap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKHjZTgVYI/AAAAAAAAAic/3wzTOJKQv-s/s320/jap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301448753526363522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&gt;Linda Chung, because she have the innocent-yet-naughty look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKHjwNUO8I/AAAAAAAAAis/O_OGL10a8uQ/s1600-h/linda+c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKHjwNUO8I/AAAAAAAAAis/O_OGL10a8uQ/s320/linda+c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301448759674420162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I got from the people I know, well at least some of them... but dream dates for girls? I think there will be a few thousand post for each of them... Maybe girls fantasizes more than guys do during puberty, but after marriage, guys seemed to be wilder... Ugrh~ Human brains are soooo complicated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, by hook or by crook, i will give 5 of them from my girl friends around...&lt;br /&gt;A&gt;Lee-Yong Dae, because of his cute face and his skills in court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKIW_mhvLI/AAAAAAAAAi0/lU-PfLhhrGM/s1600-h/dae+lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKIW_mhvLI/AAAAAAAAAi0/lU-PfLhhrGM/s320/dae+lee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301449639980022962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&gt;Lee-Hom, because of his looks and his talents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKIXEu5iHI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0NpBe4p2M1Q/s1600-h/hom+lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKIXEu5iHI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0NpBe4p2M1Q/s320/hom+lee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301449641357314162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&gt;Mario Maurer,because of his teenage look, plenty of big Jie-jie wants to eat him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKIXLaX6iI/AAAAAAAAAjE/iqDDyvSMZ98/s1600-h/mario+m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKIXLaX6iI/AAAAAAAAAjE/iqDDyvSMZ98/s320/mario+m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301449643150273058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&gt;Robbert Pattison,because of his role from Twilight, a great hit among girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKIXePTGzI/AAAAAAAAAjU/fN7hPEWWsTQ/s1600-h/robbert+p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKIXePTGzI/AAAAAAAAAjU/fN7hPEWWsTQ/s320/robbert+p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301449648204094258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&gt;Barrack Obama, because believe it or, some girls thinks that he is cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKIXI-fCFI/AAAAAAAAAjM/nqt5CPJrSPM/s1600-h/obama+B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKIXI-fCFI/AAAAAAAAAjM/nqt5CPJrSPM/s320/obama+B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301449642496428114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who is going to be your dream date this valentine? Have you got any yet? Owh well, I think i'm jus gonna hide in my comfty blanket and snooze my way to lala land(a.k.a. dream land by pn mah wai leng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swithering Off,&lt;br /&gt;Kurozakura-Binn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4124825883839254709-4264863371480915746?l=kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/feeds/4264863371480915746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4124825883839254709&amp;postID=4264863371480915746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4264863371480915746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4124825883839254709/posts/default/4264863371480915746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurozakura-binn.blogspot.com/2009/02/dream-dates-for-saturday.html' title='Dream dates for saturday?'/><author><name>Theoseo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZKJQB99oVI/AAAAAAAAAjc/fQ5LiB9-N2k/s72-c/ValentinesMayhem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124825883839254709.post-6370025466200802273</id><published>2009-02-10T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:13:02.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Thanks to Nuff Nang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZGX0lV2zpI/AAAAAAAAAh8/dzzGI3F-92A/s1600-h/DSC04243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZGX0lV2zpI/AAAAAAAAAh8/dzzGI3F-92A/s320/DSC04243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301185166024560274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cinepleasure, where we shared the dream~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they are the coolest online blogosphere ever! From earning bucks, knowing bloggers to uber events holding, what else isn't there? Ok enough rambling and sorts, the point is to thank Nuff Nang for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;premiere tickets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Punisher 2:Warzone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cathay Cineplesure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last night~ which turns out to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chap Goh Meh&lt;/span&gt; at the same time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the damn reason, I really hated myself for not having a driving license by now due to my "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must-study-first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" theory last year for SPM. So, I couldn't exactly find a person to tag with me as most of them were busy, and a person who can't drive is out of the list.(Pretty jerk for a date huh?) But in the end of the day, thanks to my close friend, or rather one of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ji-mui&lt;/span&gt;(slang for close sisters only in Canto, which makes me a girl) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yi Lin&lt;/span&gt;, for her mum was superbly kind enough to drop us there before meeting Yi Lin's uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, she is not my date, just a friend bringing another friend for a movie,i'm definitely out of "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the wanted date&lt;/span&gt;" list forever,for my babiostic behavior... Anyway, there was pre-screening segment in the cafe "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Out-Post&lt;/span&gt;". No, scouts its not the one in ss15.This is a cafe for collectors of toys such as Star Wars, Marvels, Air Crafts or arms for the Nuff Nangers to gather and have fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZGSqG9NaCI/AAAAAAAAAhk/461Wcnj-2rU/s1600-h/DSC04229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xIPOfX1em0/SZGSqG9NaCI/AAAAAAAAAhk/461Wcnj-2rU/s320/DSC04229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301179488511289378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The exterior of Outpost and the Nuff Nang booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(
